Who would study psychology if they didn't have some kind of problem?

Chapter 212 Contact Information
"At the same time, I am also very fortunate to have met Teacher Nan... It's really great."

"But at the same time, I can't help but wonder... why is Chen Jie's ending different from mine?"

As she spoke, Chen Ting couldn't help but tear up, entering a state of empathy.

The object of empathy is Chen Jie, who now only exists in the archives.

Xia Tian pursed her lips, as if she wanted to say something.

But at this moment, it seems inappropriate to say anything comforting.

"The reason why Chen Jie's ending is different from mine is because of Professor Nan's former mentor surnamed Lin." Chen Ting slowly stated her conclusion: "It's because of that mentor."

“He not only harmed Chen Jie, but he almost harmed Teacher Nan as well—no, he already did, it’s just that Teacher Nan was a bit special.” Chen Ting said through gritted teeth, her eyes red. “He’s a bad person.”

Summer nodded in unison, sharing a common hatred for the enemy.

"After thinking about all this, I thought of Teacher Li, who is currently receiving treatment at Teacher Nan's place."

Chen Ting paused for a moment: "He is already very lucky to have met such a good person as Teacher Nan."

The young girl's tone was firm and resolute: "So, I hope he can have a lucky ending like me."

Because I've been caught in the rain myself, I want to offer an umbrella to others.

Xia Tian pursed her lips, unable to speak.

After thinking for a moment, she simply rubbed Chen Ting's hand vigorously.

Only then did I realize that her delicate fingers had somehow become tightly clenched into fists.

It was at this moment that Chen Ting's phone suddenly rang.

Chen Ting's hand, which had almost become muscle memory, instantly pressed the answer button in a blur: "Hello? Is this Teacher Chen?"

Xia Tian couldn't make out what sound came from the other end.

But in the summer, you could see Chen Ting's face gradually becoming excited.

"Ah...that's great, thank you!"

Chen Ting couldn't help but raise her voice, then covered her mouth again a moment later.

She immediately grabbed a pen and began listening to the voice on the other end, taking notes.

Once everything was finished, I began to wait with great anticipation.

After the wall clock moved up one more tick.

With a "click," the door to the consultation room opened.

First, the visitor emerged as if he had been baptized, completely different from the person who had entered.

After the visitor left the psychological center, Nan Zhuren slowly walked out.

He looked up and saw Chen Ting, who looked somewhat nervous but couldn't hide her excitement.

The young woman lowered her voice: "Teacher Nan, I got the contact information for the person in the case you're currently working on... I think you might need it!"

……

Nan Zhuren narrowed his eyes slightly and remained silent for a moment.

With his abilities, he could easily discern Chen Ting's current emotions.

—There is the joy of completing the task and the expectation of receiving praise.

But more than anything, it was a feeling of tension and unease.

Nan Zhuren was certain that if he remained silent for more than ten breaths, the girl in front of him would definitely lower her head and start apologizing to him.

He had many questions in his mind.

First of all, how would Chen Ting know what case Nan Zhuren is currently working on, or how would she know that Nan Zhuren needs, or "may" need, Li Minglu's contact information?
There are many possibilities for this. Perhaps it was through her father, who needed Howard to curry favor with him, or through an unintentional chat by the center's supervising teacher, or even perhaps she overheard Nan Zhuren's conversation with Weng Pingting outside the counseling room.

Besides these, he had many other conjectures.

Nan Zhuren pursed her lips.

However, he ultimately chose to skip the question.

"How did you do that?" Nan Zhuren didn't seem particularly surprised, but he did smile and asked Chen Ting in a gentle tone.

Visible to the naked eye—or rather, visible to the naked eye of Nan Zhuren.

Chen Ting's negative emotions vanished instantly; her anxiety and tension disappeared without a trace.

However, Chen Ting also restrained those positive emotions, preventing them from erupting.

She suppressed the corners of her mouth and said, "I have elective courses related to aesthetics, and the teachers are all professors from the Academy of Fine Arts; I also have friends from the Academy of Fine Arts, and they all have their own mentors—these are all relevant people that I can contact."

This self-congratulatory explanation effectively calmed Chen Ting's emotions, causing her to unconsciously quicken her speech.

“Professor Nan, you know I studied law. I told him that I’ve been researching art-related cases, artist rights protection cases, and painting copyright cases recently, and therefore I hope to learn more about the industry details by contacting relevant professionals.”

"Teachers are quite tolerant of students' work. Based on this, I got the names of many outstanding art academy graduates, including the visitor you are currently dealing with, Professor Nan."

"Then, I was able to naturally target him and ask for his contact information."

As she spoke, the little girl presented the note with both hands: "This is it."

Nan Zhuren didn't let Chen Ting's hands hang in mid-air for too long, taking them over at a moderate pace.

"Thank you, it's been a big help."

That was all; there were no other compliments or thanks.

"But if this happens again, please let me know—okay?"

Chen Ting nodded vigorously.

……

Nan Zhuren's original plan was to obtain Li Minglu's contact information through Li Minglu's mentor, who is now the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts.

However, upon closer reflection, a Plan B might indeed be necessary.

After all, to contact the dean of a college, given Nan Zhuren's status, he would definitely have to introduce himself when he called.

However, given Nan Zhuren's current reputation and past experiences, it's hard to guarantee that the other party won't have any ulterior motives.

The difficulty lies in the fact that Nan Zhuren cannot get straight to the point and say, "Lin Lilin has a problem. Your student is in a dangerous situation right now. I am his counselor now, and I want to help him."

After all, Lin Lilin was also a professor at the school, and the dean of the art academy had previously entrusted his apprentice to Lin Lilin.

If Nan Zhuren said this after answering the phone, it's hard to guarantee that Li Minglu's teacher would immediately contact Lin Lilin and sell him out.

There's a limit to how much you can stir up trouble. One wrong move and you might actually get bitten by a venomous snake.

From this perspective, Chen Ting did indeed save Nan Zhuren a lot of trouble.

Moreover, the other party's handling of the situation was quite appropriate.

“Li Minglu…”

Nan Zhuren silently recited the name of her visitor before turning and returning to the consultation room.

He still has consultations to attend to and cannot predict how long his communication with Li Minglu will last.

It would be better to make the call later.

(End of this chapter)