Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?!

Sss—Hoo—

Nan Zhihao took a deep breath, watching the cigarette butt burn, wither, curl, turn to ash, and finally drop.

"Indeed. Luckily, it was you who told me about this." He nodded toward Li Yanghan, "Also, thank you for telling me."

Nan Zhihao's gaze was focused on the flickering cigarette, while Li Yanghan's eyes were fixed on Nan Zhihao's face.

Then, Nan Zhihao let out an exaggerated sigh, "Her imagination is quite vibrant. I already said it was a scam, the teacher clarified for me, I also filed a police report, and posted the document stamped by the police in the group to clarify."

Li Yanghan nodded repeatedly, "Right, the teacher and police both stood up for you, Brother Nan, you even went to court."

Nan Zhihao curled his lips, "That was Photoshopped stuff, and she actually said she had seen it. Not only the clothes but even claimed to have seen the female lead inside."

Li Yanghan nodded repeatedly, "So we all found it absurd, right? It just shows that... people choose to believe what they want to believe."

Nan Zhihao snuffed out the cigarette, "Forget it, it's not a big deal. We didn't really like her back then, right? When we hung out, she felt off, and she once made you and a few other guys really angry. We only hung out because her friends were our friends too."

Li Yanghan nodded repeatedly, "That's right, that's right."

"And even before that incident, I rarely hung out with them, so it's not much of a loss."

"Yeah, exactly."

"And after that incident, she was the only one who deleted me. It's a little special. She didn't treat me as a friend first, so I certainly don't need to ask her to be my friend."

"Yeah, yeah, exactly."

Li Yanghan just nodded.

Nan Zhihao clicked his tongue, "I guess it solved a puzzle for me, made me realize the reason. Just talk to them less from now on."

Li Yanghan nodded, "We hardly hang out with them now, it was just a couple of days ago that we took an exam together, and then happened to have a meal and chat together afterwards."

Nan Zhihao also nodded.

They unconsciously pulled out another cigarette and shifted the conversation topic for a while.

After about ten minutes, Li Yanghan checked his watch, then got up and said, "I'll head back to the dorm, gotta rush my paper tonight..."

"Alright, you be busy," Nan Zhihao replied.

"See you tomorrow, Brother Nan."

"..."

Li Yanghan opened the door to leave but suddenly turned around, poking half his body back in, clutching the door frame with one hand.

"Brother Nan, I said 'see you tomorrow'."

He looked at Nan Zhihao's expression, his shoulders, his body.

"Oh." Nan Zhihao snapped out of it, pulling out a slight smile, trying to appear carefree, "See you tomorrow."

Only then did Li Yanghan show a relieved expression and shut the door with a "bang," leaving.

At that very moment, all the external facade of Nan Zhihao dissipated.

His gaze lost focus, as if he was carefully scrutinizing the air, or maybe his attention was captured by something nonexistent.

Along with an increasing chest heaving, he suddenly took a deep breath like a drowning person finally surfacing, and tightly grasped the hourglass pendant on his chest.

"Hoo... Five, four... Hoo... Three, two, one..."

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Nan Zhubin's fingers were flying over the keyboard.

He paused occasionally, accompanied by the sound of a mouse dragging adjustments, and then quickly resumed the sound of keys striking like raindrops on banana leaves.

His speed was astonishing, and the content on the computer updated at an unimaginable speed.

Hardly any pause was needed for thinking, as if all the content to be output had already been drafted in his chest, waiting to be executed through his ten fingers onto the screen.

Group members nearby who covertly observed the activity had a hard time catching their breath as they listened.

—If only they had such fluent output ability, they could draft a tens of thousands of words review in one night given adequate materials.

After a while, Nan Zhubin finally completed his work. Then he dragged the mouse to review everything from start to finish.

After confirming everything was correct, he leaned back and exhaled a long breath.

"Hoo—"

Other students in the office also breathed a sigh of relief.

Senior Brother Xingyun, responsible for setting questions for Nan Zhubin, seemed to think their relationship had improved and leaned over to ask, "Junior brother, why aren't you studying now? What are you busy with?"

Currently, without needing to go to the company for consultations, Nan Zhubin had relocated his workspace to the research group's office.

Because the internet here is faster.

Now his daily activity range is roughly as follows: study in the dorm, consult at the company, other work in the research group.

As for the fact that he officially moved into a research group's workstation without much student identity—nobody said much about it.

Upon hearing Senior Brother Xingyun's question, Nan Zhubin replied, "The professor's company and the court have a joint project to do fraud prevention lectures at other universities, and I'm preparing the materials."

"Ah? That's a thing too?" Senior Brother Xingyun blinked, then showed a sympathetic expression.

In their view, this falls into the range of "free labor for the mentor outside serious business."

For a moment, Senior Brother Xingyun looked at Nan Zhubin with more recognition; turns out everyone is the same.

"I've been doing it for almost a month now." Nan Zhubin added.

For a moment, Senior Brother Xingyun found helping his junior brother with exam questions not too daunting a task anymore.

Thinking it over, Senior Brother Xingyun handed a stack of printed papers to Nan Zhubin, "I organized our institution's internal multiple-choice question materials, get it done this week if you have time. We'll do a multiple-choice mock test next week."

"Alright, thank you, Senior Brother." Nan Zhubin nodded and accepted.

"Wait..." Just as Senior Brother Xingyun was about to turn back to his work, he suddenly realized a blind spot, "This type of lecture can use the same set of materials all the time, right? Why are you still preparing it today?"

"Oh, about that." Nan Zhubin explained, "The cases I chose all happened in universities, so it's more relatable."

"But the case materials I used before happen to be at the school where I'm doing the lecture in a few days. The victim might still be employed there, and I'm worried it might have some impact."

Nan Zhubin pointed to the screen, "So I'm planning to use a new case for the talk."

Senior Brother Xingyun couldn't help but praise, "Junior brother, you're so Humanistic."