CHAPTER 402: CHAPTER 395 NUMEROUS AFFAIRS

Jiangdu, airport.

Chonghui carrying a suitcase, looking longingly at Nan Zhubin.

Weng Pinting stood to the side with her arms crossed, blinking her eyes.

She glanced at Chonghui, then at Nan Zhubin, momentarily feeling like an outsider.

Clearly, the muscular guy about to leave is the junior brother who has been with her day and night for several years.

Why does it seem now that his relationship with the newly met junior brother is better?

Less than two months of interaction surpassing years of collaboration?

"Junior brother, I didn’t expect time to pass so fast." Chonghui’s tone was wistful, "Just arrived in Jiangdu not too long ago, and now I’m leaving."

Looking at the senior brother whose temperament suddenly became artistic.

Nan Zhubin gave a polite and apologetic smile: "Actually, this should have ended long ago, and I’m also at fault for going to do consultation, unable to help the senior brother at work."

Chonghui was speechless, feeling that the junior brother’s response didn’t connect well with his own longing.

Is it the unique low emotional intelligence state of psychologists outside the consultation room?

...

Now, it’s been almost a month since the Wang Rui incident ended.

During this month, Nan Zhubin no longer does group counseling, but instead continues one-on-one psychological consultations for all students at a weekly frequency.

Sometimes, he gives lessons to Teacher Xiao Zhao.

Or gives lessons to students—with Teacher Xiao Zhao acting as an assistant on the side.

Of course, the part about giving lessons to students is still done under the guise of "project needs".

It’s just now, regarding Nan Zhubin’s actions in the school, the school shows extraordinary leniency.

With the remaining time, Nan Zhubin then uses it to review materials for the graduate entrance exam.

Chonghui continues his initial task in Jiangdu, tirelessly collecting emotional data from Jiang Yizhong students to create the .

Oddly enough, whenever Nan Zhubin wants to help him, he is politely refused.

Then comes the instruction to "focus on reviewing."

Despite the heavy task, Chonghui spent over a month alone and is almost done.

Now he must pack up and leave.

Looking at Nan Zhubin at this moment, Chonghui’s thousands of words ultimately condensed into one sentence:

"Junior brother, come to Beidu soon!"

Nan Zhubin, looking at the reluctant Chonghui, nodded: "I will. Have a smooth journey, senior brother."

Weng Pinting, arms crossed, sneered from the side: "That’s enough, hurry up and queue for security check."

Only then did Chonghui realize and turn to the senior sister he had neglectfully ignored: "Senior sister, you also... take care of yourself."

Weng Pinting waved disgustedly, signaling him to go.

"After you return, remember to urge the teacher to work well, take more projects and publish more articles."

Weng Pinting said casually, then thought for a moment and added: "Best if he can be elected as an academician when our career peaks."

"Once this busy period is over, I will also take a look at Beidu."

Chonghui’s expression was indescribable for a moment.

Then he turned and walked into the airport.

A white mechanical giant bird roared deafeningly, slowly rising and, after tracing a white trail, gradually disappeared from view.

Weng Pinting drove her beloved car slowly away from the airport, using the red light opportunity to glance at Nan Zhubin in the rearview mirror.

As half a boss and senior sister, Weng Pinting began to care about Nan Zhubin’s future plans: "Dahui is gone, what do you plan to do next, continue doing consultation at Jiang Yizhong?"

Nan Zhubin didn’t spend much time thinking.

Simply nodded.

"At least until the college entrance exam ends, for completion’s sake."

Clearly, he already had a rough plan in mind: "Although the Emotion Monitoring Recognition System project’s over, the project commissioned by the Health Commission involving Li Mingchen and Xu Pengcheng isn’t finished yet, I still need to stay at the school to provide consultation for them."

"As long as there’s someone paying, I’ll continue doing it."

Weng Pinting hesitated. Though the Health Commission paid for Nan Zhubin to do the consultation, they only covered two people.

Currently, Nan Zhubin is providing consultations for over ten members of the sports team.

Of course, Nan Zhubin might claim interventions for other people are to change the visitor’s environment ultimately to reach the goal of intervening with Li Mingchen and Xu Pengcheng.

But it’s far-fetched.

At least Weng Pinting couldn’t accept it.

However, after thinking it over, Weng Pinting sighed and only said: "Now you regularly do over ten consultations a week, plus you have a long-term case on your shoulders."

"Don’t forget you still need to take the postgraduate entrance exam, which is Beidu’s grading standard. Moreover, the schoolmates in our same school can’t really provide much tutoring for you."

"Even though you’re good at consultation—you know, consultation and exams are different."

What she said is true.

Firstly—practical operation is one thing, exams are another.

It’s common knowledge.

Americans going to take China’s college entrance exam English paper would be baffled.

Nan Zhubin’s certain professional skills might exceed even Chonghui at the PhD level, yet facing direct exam questions would still be troublesome.

Secondly, the psychology graduate program requires taking three subjects: psychology, English, and politics.

These three subjects, though uniform exams nationwide, ultimately have a nationwide standardized national score line.

But paper grading isn’t uniformly nationwide but by the provincial education examination institute of the school the candidates apply to.

Different provinces have variations in grading standards among the graders.

The specific standard is reflected in the base number of applicants.

All schools in Beidu, without exception, are popular among candidates every year. Even ordinary double-non schools have far more applicants than some 211 or even 985 in remote provinces.

Not to mention psychology at Beidu Normal University, a popular major at a popular school.

The examiners at Beidu Examination Institute are always strict, taking heavy and stringent approaches.

It’s a disaster zone for graduate entrance exams.

Weng Pinting is truly concerned that given Nan Zhubin’s current energy, he might not succeed in this exam.

Leading her to distrust the present.

Though they call each other "senior sister" and "junior brother," they’re more like nicknames.

Better not let it just be nicknames in the end.

Facing Weng Pinting’s words, Nan Zhubin blinked.

"Don’t worry, senior sister, I know what I’m doing."

Saying that, Nan Zhubin reclined the seat, found a comfortable position, and closed his eyes.

Slept in no time, entering a dream.

Weng Pinting opened her mouth to say something, but the light turned green, not the time to speak anymore.

She could only step on the gas and mumble.

"Doing things unlike a consultant, consuming energy, thankless task every day..."

"Studying not like a serious candidate, who takes grad exams doing all these miscellaneous things every day..."