Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?! Chapter 70 - 70 70 The Last Time

70: Chapter 70: The Last Ti 70: Chapter 70: The Last Ti Listening to Chen Ting’s reckless words.

For the first ti, Nan Zhubin almost lost his composure.

He stood there for a good five breaths before reacting, hastily trying to stop her.

“Chen Ting, you’re quite emotional right now, and any decision you make will be impulsive.

Why don’t we calm down first…”

“Mr.

Nan!”

Chen Ting shouted, interrupting Nan Zhubin, a strange flush rising on her cheeks, giving her an abnormal excitent.

“Are you about to analyze the consequences of my decision, and then list them one, two, three, so I can go back and think it over?”

Chen Ting shook her head, “I don’t want to think anymore, because I know if I do, I’ll lose the courage I have now!”

“I’ve been training myself during this ti.

Wang An keeps calling , and each ti, I pick up.

I don’t talk back, I just listen to his voice.”

“Every ti he speaks, I get scared, but I force myself to listen.

I know I need to get used to it, adapt to it, and eventually overco it.”

“But it’s so hard, so hard…”

Chen Ting took deep breaths, her whole body heaving like a sailboat on waves, along with her emotions.

“I keep gathering courage, but it’s never enough, until just now—”

Chen Ting raised her head, “I know, Mr.

Nan, what you’re doing is against the consultant’s guidelines, but you did it for .

You didn’t have to, yet you ca.”

“You made such a big sacrifice, and just now you were humiliated by Wang An because of .”

“I’m angry—angry at Wang An, even angrier at myself.

This anger gives strength now.”

“But I also know, this anger will fade.

If I go back now, I’ll just beco more and more timid, even back to where we were right after our last consultation.”

“I feel this is my last, and best, chance.

I want to defeat it!

Defeat Wang An, and also the past—myself!”

Chen Ting gasped for air.

Nan Zhubin looked at her calmly.

He looked at Chen Ting, as if seeing a young beast who had just grown fangs and claws after being injured, now baring its teeth and claws.

After a long ti, he said slowly, “You’re really familiar with psychological consultation, and you’ve gotten good at stealing the consultant’s lines…”

“In that case, just go do it.”

—————–

Wang An thought it was a nice day today as he walked briskly into the teaching building.

Although there was a minor incident yesterday, Wang An adjusted his mood quickly.

Overall, frontline legal workers aren’t actually inferior to psychological workers in psychological quality:

The pressure they endure is greater than or equal to that of psychological workers, so they develop stronger resilience;

Their attitude toward clients doesn’t have to be as varied as that of psychological workers, sotis being able to be tough without worrying too much about the client’s feelings, not leaving emotions with themselves;

At the sa ti, they also enjoy higher social status, and even more rewards.

So in Wang An’s mind, his overall standing is above Nan Zhubin, no less than Weng Pinting, even when he looks at those senior associate professors and professors of the Psychology College, he has a subtle sense of superiority.

Plus, he had won in that little conflict yesterday.

Therefore, Wang An was in a very good mood today.

The thought of being able to return to his class, his turf, and enjoy all the students’ praise today brought him joy.

If it weren’t for maintaining his image as a young and promising young lecturer, Wang An might have been skipping as he walked.

However, when Wang An entered the classroom today, he noticed a small difference.

“Who’s sitting next to Chen Ting, which college’s student?

A teacher?”

“Sitting so close.”

“Great temperant, really good looking…”

The students’ whispers were clear and without concealnt, penetrating straight into Wang An’s ears.

An easy glance around — no, he didn’t even need to glance to notice the change in the classroom.

Because the new person stood out visually, it was easy to capture one’s sight at a glance.

Wang An’s pleasant smile froze awkwardly on his face.

Nan Zhubin and Chen Ting were sitting in the third row, quite close to the front.

Upon seeing Wang An’s arrival, Nan Zhubin displayed a standard social smile; Chen Ting instinctively tensed, unconsciously leaning towards Nan Zhubin, like looking for a haven, shoulder to shoulder, arm to arm.

Then she slowly relaxed.

Wang An’s expression grew even more rigid.

Clearly, sothing unexpected had happened.

Wang An was an expert in expression and emotion managent, but the precise and unexpected blow this situation dealt to his rationality left him with no contingency plans.

It almost made him lose control.

So, he made a blunder.

Wang An pretended not to recognize Nan Zhubin, “This student isn’t from our class, right?

Interested in our course?”

Nan Zhubin cut him off with a laugh, “Teacher Wang, surely you’re joking!”

Wang An’s words were cut off.

Nan Zhubin spread his arms, laid-back and carefree, compared to the sowhat rigid Wang An, as if the classroom now was his turf, rather than Wang An’s.

“Aren’t we working on a joint project recently?

I think since it’s an interdisciplinary project between psychology and law, I should understand your field too, so I’m here— auditing, yes, auditing.”

Nan Zhubin spoke in a joking tone, as if racking his brain to find the right words, “Teacher Wang shouldn’t mind one more auditing student, right.”

The professional students below began murmuring.

“So that’s a psychology teacher.”

“Consultant, wow, that’s cool.”

“Does he offer consultations at the school’s consultation center?

Can we book one?”

The smile on Wang An’s face had degraded to a level rigid enough to trigger the uncanny valley effect.

As a friendly, approachable young teacher who could mix with students well, he had always encouraged non-major students to audit classes to learn.

Sotis when students from other specialties asked him questions, he would exchange contact details, reply to email consultations promptly, and even occasionally provide free consultations in student-organized law societies.

Just now, a few regular auditing students were sitting in the last few rows of the classroom.

After listening to Nan Zhubin, tens of gazes from both major and non-major students locked onto Wang An.