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Chapter 224 - 222 Lin Lulin

Chapter 224: Chapter 222 Lin Lulin

"Then it seems like there are people outside trying to do business, wanting to buy the students’ artwork all in one package."

"But the director thinks, after all, it’s the result of your hard work over so many years. Especially you, saying that Tiantian keeps the light on until late at night, claiming that artists are only inspired in the deep night."

Nan Zhubin recalled the past to Li Minglu in the tone of the director.

"Back then, you all wore white shirts and suspenders like a painter, painting your canvas, and ended up with more paint on yourselves than the canvas, looking more like a painting than the painting itself."

"In short... there are many memories. So your teacher felt it would be a pity to just dispose of them like that," Nan Zhubin commented.

"He mentioned several options: organize a small college museum and let you choose your best representative work for it; or hand it over to an art workshop run by a graduate senior to turn them into crafts, giving you buyout fees for the copyright; or return the work into your hands to arrange yourself."

Nan Zhubin reminded, "He is currently contacting the students one by one according to their works, but it seems he can’t reach you recently, so he asked me to check with you on how to handle it. If you can’t decide, it might really be treated as waste..."

Li Minglu opened his mouth.

"Those things..."

He really started to ponder, and simultaneously, he was thinking deeply.

[The third level of desire, activated successfully.]

The situation was getting better and better.

Nan Zhubin breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart.

Delaying for such a long time, he managed to stabilize Li Minglu’s situation to this extent.

Li Minglu has been sitting on the window sill for so long, with such an obvious aim.

Next, it should be manageable.

The professional rescue team should be in place soon, right?

...

The consulting room is on the sixth floor, neither high nor low.

After a while, a large crowd had already gathered around.

At this distance, they could clearly know what was happening, and roughly peek that there should be someone in the room talking to Li Minglu.

At this distance, their voices were also enough to reach upstairs.

"Be careful, don’t fall," a student shouted with hands cupped around their mouth.

"Too dangerous, come down quickly!" said those who were unaware of the situation.

But after shouting one or two more times, a few black-faced security guards ran out of the college building, waved their hands, and chased them away.

"Don’t crowd around, don’t crowd around. Move, move!"

These security guards formed a loosely small circle, ensuring that under and around Li Minglu’s window— the area he might fall onto— no one was present.

After completing all this, it was as if they had temporarily completed their task, and each looked up towards the window.

"Young man, don’t jump, think it through!"

"Right, what barrier in life can’t be overcome?"

"Think of your family, think of your parents! Are you married? Think of your wife and kids!"

"If you’re not afraid of death, what is there to be afraid of in life?"

"You have to live!"

"Students over there... stop taking photos, what’s there to see? Stop looking!"

...

These fragmented voices surged through the window into the consulting room.

Nan Zhubin’s heart trembled.

These security guards... what are they doing?!

Although he maintained a calm expression, there was an unmistakable tremor in his pupils.

Meanwhile, Nan Zhubin hurriedly looked at Li Minglu.

Unmistakably visible.

In an instant, the visitor’s whole body tensed up, Li Minglu first subconsciously shrunk back into the room, as if avoiding the piercing pain those words outside caused him.

But then he seemed to realize something and quickly glanced at Nan Zhubin.

[Body leaning back, swaying, very helpless...]

[Immediately avoided eye contact after looking... evading, no desire for communication anymore.]

[Starting to enter an indiscriminate defense state.]

[The relationship just established... all destroyed in an instant!]

Even with Nan Zhubin’s emotional management, he couldn’t help clenching his teeth.

However, misfortune never comes alone.

At this time, noise also began to emerge from the corridor behind Nan Zhubin.

"Wait a second, lower your voices..." someone was suppressing their voice, "There’s an intervention going on inside, don’t go in yet..."

"What intervention? Is someone inside trying to jump? Student, step aside!" This voice did not hide its intention at all.

"No, you don’t understand, this..."

"Move aside, we need to know the situation inside now, who will be responsible if something goes wrong!"

Nan Zhubin immediately realized how troublesome the current situation was.

He had no coordination or tacit understanding with these security guards.

Even though the psychology college had certain contingency plans for suicide incidents, due to the low frequency of such incidents and the lack of drills, the security personnel still lacked sufficient sensitivity and knowledge reserves.

Their understanding of the so-called "suicide" concept is no different from the general public.

No, even if there was training, these security guards may not necessarily listen or learn. Those special professional knowledge without years of immersion are not enough to shake the foundational cognition formed over decades.

Who would seriously learn knowledge that may only be used once in several years? Especially when this knowledge is particularly complex and profound, and cannot be applied to one’s main job.

Additionally, due to the occurrence of the Chen Jie incident, a second accident in such a short time could possibly make the responsible parties even more anxious— more likely to mess things up.

Unless, an individual with sufficient authority could conduct emergency training for them before they take action, but—

"No, it might cause problems if you go in now, your operations... teacher?"

The previously low voice suddenly rose a bit.

"Xiao Huang, what’s going on?" The voice that was originally calm and soothing showed a tremble at this moment, "Nan Zhubin... is inside?"

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, Huang Xin’s voice instantly became subdued. Regardless of Huang Xin’s personal thoughts, it was a setting where Lin Lulin couldn’t be ignored.

"Has Nan Zhubin been inside for a long time?"

"... from the beginning."

"If that’s the case, Xiao Huang... step aside!" This statement was made unequivocally.

Although Lin Lulin managed well, Nan Zhubin could still perceive a kind of tremor in his tone.

A kind of hesitation, a kind of pulling, a kind of struggle.

But soon, it was replaced by a kind of— excitement!

"Xiao Huang, step aside. Let the school people in!"

Huang Xin couldn’t help but hold his breath.

A few thoughts intertwined in his mind, forming an unbelievable conclusion.

He stared blankly at his teacher, momentarily forgetting to respond.