You went on a blind date and presented an A-level wanted criminal as a meeting gift?

The lecture ended abruptly, leaving many students feeling it was all over the place.

However, due to their blind worship of authority, a large number of enthusiastic fans still flocked to the backstage, hoping to get Chu Yunzhou's autograph.

Su Ke'er was one of them.

Although the experience had left her shaken, she didn't connect it with the gentle professor on stage, simply assuming it was an unexpected mishap during a special segment of the lecture.

"Honey, come with me backstage to get an autograph, okay?" Su Ke'er tugged at Lin Chen's arm and shook it.

Lin Chen did not refuse.

He wanted to meet this hypocrite hiding behind the mask.

The two followed the crowd to the backstage of the auditorium.

A long line formed outside the backstage lounge.

Several security guards were maintaining order, letting only two people in at a time.

After waiting in line for about twenty minutes, it was finally Lin Chen and Su Ke'er's turn.

Push open the door to the lounge.

The interior was luxuriously decorated, clearly prepared by the school to entertain this "international authority".

Chu Yunzhou was sitting on a large leather sofa, holding a steaming cup of black coffee in his hand.

When Chu Yunzhou saw Lin Chen walk in, his hand holding the coffee cup paused almost imperceptibly.

His eyes instantly became extremely deep, like a stagnant pool.

"Hello Professor! I'm a fan of yours, could you please sign my autograph?"

Su Ke'er stepped forward excitedly and handed over the notebook she had carefully prepared with both hands.

Chu Yunzhou immediately put on a warm and welcoming smile.

"Of course, beautiful lady."

He took the notebook, pulled out his pen, and began to sign.

But out of the corner of his eye, he kept his gaze fixed on Lin Chen.

He was observing Lin Chen's posture, breathing rate, and even the position of his hands.

Chu Yunzhou tried to use his expertise in psychological analysis to see through the man in front of him who had so easily broken his hypnotic spell.

[Amazing micro-expression control is now available!]

[God-level psychological profiling is now available!]

Trying to play psychological warfare in front of Lin Chen is like showing off your skills in front of Guan Yu.

Lin Chen's expression remained completely unchanged; he was like a bottomless iceberg, deflecting all of Chu Yunzhou's probing attacks.

Chu Yunzhou signed the notebook and handed it to Su Ke'er.

Then, he raised his head and looked directly at Lin Chen.

"This gentleman seemed quite dismissive of my experiment when he was in the audience?"

Chu Yunzhou's voice was soft, but his tone carried a special rhythm, attempting to psychologically pressure Lin Chen once again.

"The deep integration of art and psychology is indeed difficult for ordinary people to understand. After all, highbrow art is not something everyone can appreciate."

He was subtly implying that Lin Chen was a boorish person who didn't understand art.

Lin Chen did not respond.

He strode over to the coffee table in front of Chu Yunzhou.

He casually picked up another spare Montblanc pen from the table.

[God-level magic hand speed activated!]

The heavy metal pen instantly transformed into a silver afterimage at Lin Chen's slender fingertips!

The pen flew, jumped, and spun with remarkable dexterity between the five fingers.

The speed is so fast that it cannot be detected by the naked eye!

Chu Yunzhou's pupils suddenly contracted as he watched Lin Chen's hand movements.

This kind of abnormal control over muscles and nerves is something that ordinary people absolutely cannot do!

Lin Chen stopped twirling the pen and slammed it onto the coffee table with a "thud".

The sound wasn't loud, but it felt like a hammer blow to Chu Yunzhou's heart.

"Professor Chu's 'art' is indeed very profound."

Lin Chen looked down at Chu Yunzhou, who was sitting on the sofa, his voice icy cold.

"Using 4Hz directional infrasound to induce resonance in the human body's internal organs, combined with visual fatigue patterns on a large screen, it creates hallucinations."

With each word Lin Chen spoke, Chu Yunzhou's face paled a little more.

"This kind of trick is enough to fool monkeys in a circus."

"But Professor Chu, have you forgotten?"

Lin Chen placed his hands on the coffee table, leaned forward slightly, and approached Chu Yunzhou with an extremely oppressive aura.

"If the frequency of that infrasound were turned up a little higher, or if we changed to a sealed gallery environment..."

"But people can die."

"Bang!"

Chu Yunzhou's hand holding the coffee cup suddenly trembled!

The scalding hot black coffee spilled out, splashing onto his pristine white, expensive custom-made shirt, leaving a large, unsightly stain.

He tried his best to hide the turmoil in his heart, his chest heaving violently.

That gentle and refined mask was torn to shreds by Lin Chen at this moment!

How did he know about the gallery?!

Who exactly is he?!

Chu Yunzhou forced out a smile that looked worse than a grimace, his voice hoarse.

"Sir...you must be joking. I don't understand what you're saying."

Lin Chen straightened up, not even bothering to look at him again.

He turned and took Su Ke'er's hand, who was still in a daze.

"Ke'er, we got the autograph, let's go."

As Lin Chen reached the door of the lounge, he suddenly stopped without turning his head.

"Whether it's a joke or not, Professor Chu knows best."

"If you walk the dark road too often, you're bound to encounter a ghost eventually."

After saying that, Lin Chen led Su Ke'er out the door.

The lounge was deathly silent.

Chu Yunzhou stared intently at the closed door, his gentle expression completely vanished.

His eyes were filled with nothing but a frenzied killing intent.