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Chapter 239 - 237 Second Strike

Chapter 239: Chapter 237 Second Strike

Huang Xin hadn’t responded yet, but the volunteer student beside him had already shown a look of sympathy.

Being graduate students, everyone understands the feeling of being passed the buck.

Especially at such a significant event, being thrown under the bus by one’s own supervisor.

However, before the volunteer student could say anything, Huang Xin turned to him and said:

"... Fellow student, could you help me out later?"

"What kind of help?"

"Just don’t say too much later. We... have some internal conflicts within our mentor group, but don’t worry, it won’t interfere with your work."

"...?"

Before the volunteer student could ask anything else, Huang Xin waved his hand to someone in the distance.

"Junior brother—come over here!"

In the distance, Liu Pan saw Huang Xin’s gesture and said a few words to his socially active father beside him, before running over with his big nose.

"Senior brother, what’s wrong?"

Huang Xin pointed to the computer in front of the volunteer student: "There’s a presentation file for the teacher to use in here. I need to leave for a while, can you watch over this area for me? If I’m not..."

At this point, Huang Xin estimated in his mind.

[Nan Zhubin has arrived, meaning that "those people" outside are probably close.]

[This is a siege on Lin Lulin’s psychological defenses.]

[So, the required time is probably...]

"If I’m not back in five minutes, please call the teacher and remind him to come over quickly."

Liu Pan didn’t suspect anything and nodded in agreement.

The volunteer student responsible for the presentation looked stunned as he watched Huang Xin hurriedly leave, then turned to Liu Pan, hesitant to speak.

Liu Pan seemed nervous, probably facing such a situation for the first time. He looked around awkwardly and then squeezed out a smile to the volunteer student beside him: "Junior student, I’ll need your help with the presentation later."

He probably thought he was doing a great job socially.

The volunteer student squinted his eyes: "I’m in my third year of graduate study. What about you?"

"Ah? Ah..." Liu Pan jumped with embarrassment, and quickly tried to mend things after seeing the name on the other’s conference badge, "Zhuang Junzhe... senior, right? I’m really sorry, sorry..."

Zhuang Junzhe shook his head and no longer paid attention to Liu Pan.

He didn’t plan to tell him about the visible and invisible conflicts just now.

Just like Huang Xin said, it was an internal conflict in their mentor group, and he didn’t know who was in the right anyway.

As long as it didn’t interfere with his work, the rest didn’t matter.

...

Lin Lulin pressed his chest, feeling not only the pain from the wound inflicted by Nan Zhubin earlier but also his heart thumping as if pounding against the cracks in his bones.

If there was no one around, he estimated he would have been shouting obscenities.

[How did Nan Zhubin get in? He shouldn’t even be able to enter Jiang University now!]

[What’s he here for? To mess things up?!]

Due to a lack of information, Lin Lulin didn’t know what Nan Zhubin had in his possession.

His retreat at this time was actually due to the shadowing psychology of a psychology professor who always had a crisis management plan—a knee-jerk reaction to avoid danger.

It might also be compounded by the psychological shadow of the physical trauma he just experienced.

But in fact, as he walked out of the auditorium, he began to regret that he had been scared off so easily.

[No, why am I running? What’s he going to do to me? Kick me again?]

Following the initial fright, the confidence given by Lin Lulin’s professor status began to return.

His original plan to leave also changed after calming down.

And at that moment—

"Hey, old Lin, you’re back! I thought you might be resting today too!"

A questioning voice came from afar.

Lin Lulin heard the voice and looked over to see the dean of the Psychology College, the principal of Jiang University, and a group of people he rarely interacted with even on usual days approaching.

Most of the people were over forty years old. Lin Lulin could easily recognize the familiar Chairman of the Psychological Association and a few directors. Others were professors renowned in the industry, mainly those who have deepened consulting techniques or successfully localized foreign consulting techniques to establish their own psychological prowess.

Finally, there were a few young assistants or disciples accompanying them.

Lin Lulin also saw Weng Pinting among them. Due to Nan Zhubin’s influence, he was very familiar with this newcomer who, though young in the industry, had already gained fame.

"Principal, everyone, let me introduce to you, this is Professor Lin Lulin from our college. You could say he’s one of the leading consultants and supervisors in all of Jiang Province."

At the professor level, except for differences in philosophy or position, relationships between each other are generally good.

Now, encountering Lin Lulin suddenly on the road, the dean of psychology naturally took the opportunity to introduce him: "Old Lin is a top dog in our college. He’s the finale keynote speaker among all the supervisors at today’s conference, and his report file, which I’ve seen, is spectacular."

The dean of psychology built up the hype and boosted the expectations of the bigwigs behind him.

He then proceeded to praise Lin Lulin again: "In fact, old Lin was hospitalized a few days ago, and theoretically should be resting at home today. But he still made it back for this conference!"

Members of the psychology association, including the Chairman and directors, although holding social positions, are mostly academic figures such as professors and researchers.

Upon hearing Lin Lulin’s move, regardless of his intentions, being able to push through a light injury for an academic conference is admirable enough.

"Professor Lin should take good care of his health." The principal complimented him further.

At this moment, Lin Lulin seemed to regain some of the feelings, lightly patting his chest and saying: "No big problems."

His steps involuntarily altered, blending into this group.

Lin Lulin originally came to make a report to take advantage of the networking opportunity, and now he’s getting what he wants.

As for the glimpse of Nan Zhubin just now? He’s already unconcerned.

[That kid doesn’t have any cards to play; he just has that energetic boldness of a young person willing to take risks.]

[There are so many big figures there... Worst case, get the security to keep an eye on him and take him away if they see him...]

"Buzz—buzz—"

As Lin Lulin chatted while heading back to the conference venue, his phone suddenly rang, interrupting his conversation with the nearby director.

Lin Lulin apologized to the person beside him and answered the call: "Hello?"

"Teacher, it’s me." His least promising disciple’s voice came through, "When are you coming back?"