Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?!

During the graduate period, the mentor’s time was very limited, so most of the time, it was the senior disciple who substituted for the mentor. Due to special circumstances, Bai Qinghua’s time was often less than that of ordinary mentors, so the burden on Chonghui was particularly heavy.

However, Nan Zhubin, the junior disciple of the Inner Sect, had psychological consultation skills that were unmatched by the entire research group. Chonghui even estimated that he could wrestle with some Grandmasters across Beidu;

As for research and data analysis abilities, Nan Zhubin was actually learning more from Shi Qianqian these days.

And now, Chonghui finally felt that he had built a skill for Nan Zhubin from nothing—although this skill was relatively less useful for psychological consultation and research.

But as a senior disciple, didn’t I play some role?

Chonghui said with relief, "When you lead projects independently in the future, you’ll have some ability to protect yourself in case of danger, and I’ll be more at ease."

Reflecting on various things from the past, Chonghui was filled with nostalgia.

In the EAP project, Nan Zhubin was already the nominal leader. Aside from being slightly aggressive in the last link, he managed other parts quite well.

Chonghui estimated that Bai Qinghua would let Nan Zhubin handle projects independently thereafter.

"But even though we have the ability now, we should still choose stable approaches whenever we encounter difficulties, okay?" Chonghui couldn’t help but remind him again.

To this, Nan Zhubin blinked and said, "Okay."

Chonghui nodded, sizing up Nan Zhubin again.

"What’s your weight now?"

"Seventy-eight kilograms," Nan Zhubin replied.

Chonghui made a gesture, noting that Nan Zhubin was over half a head shorter than him. Nan Zhubin had gained a lot of muscle recently but still had a sturdy build with a very low body fat percentage.

"Seventy-eight," Chonghui repeated, frowning slightly, "you need to go up to eighty or more, even eighty-five."

"With your height, eighty-five kilograms is the most comfortable range—strength can go up, and speed won’t drop too much."

"Even if you don’t gain muscle, adding some fat for energy reserve and cushioning protection is good."

Chonghui nodded, saying, "Now you’ve mastered the basics of the technique, so as your training time decreases, increasing weight is the most beneficial choice."

The members and coaches nearby nodded repeatedly, as weight suppression is very strong in combat fighting, greatly ignoring technique.

However, the steps of two female members walking this way suddenly stopped, as they examined Chonghui, whose body was still bulging even in Judo attire—not bloated, but having a V shape.

But...

They looked at Nan Zhubin, then at Chonghui, and couldn’t help but show a ridiculous expression.

"Ahem ahem."

The earlobe boss suddenly stepped forward, glancing at the two female members not far away, indicating for patience, then turned to Chonghui, interrupting, "When the weight goes up, the body becomes unfamiliar, and it takes much time to reacquaint with skills and techniques."

Seeing he had attracted the attention of Chonghui and Nan Zhubin, the earlobe boss said, "Also, Judo is considered aerobic, consuming a lot. In this situation, it’s important to gain weight reasonably, and diet needs to be meticulous while eating as cleanly as possible."

The earlobe boss coughed lightly, "Xiao Nan... you’ve been here with us for a while, and you were brought by Dahui, so I haven’t mentioned this. Now... would you like to join our club membership?"

Chonghui raised an eyebrow.

"You really have a talent in Judo, equivalent to one or two years of others’ efforts in just a few months." The earlobe boss emphasized, "Upon joining the membership, I feel I can arrange advancement exams and a change of belt for you."

"If you want to gain weight, I can also arrange several coaches to make training and dietary plans for you."

The earlobe boss’s eyes shone brightly, like car headlights, "You just need to allocate a few days each week for our collective training."

The eyes of the two female members behind radiated even more sincerely than those of the earlobe boss, shining like car hazard lights.

Nan Zhubin and Chonghui exchanged a look.

Then regretfully said, "Brother Guo, thank you for your care during this period."

"But I may not have much time to come here afterward."

The earlobe boss and the two female members behind were anxious together: "Why? Is there something wrong with our environment? Dahui is our old friend; this is arguably the most comfortable place in Beidu..."

Nan Zhubin shook his hands repeatedly, "No, this place is great. The main reason is—I’m starting school."

"...Ah?" The earlobe boss was stunned.

Coming to the Judo Hall, Nan Zhubin was seeking efficiency, occasionally greeting other members and coaches superficially but not deeply engaging, mainly focused on learning with Chonghui.

Chonghui was an old friend, so the earlobe boss knew Chonghui was a doctorate; as for Nan Zhubin, the earlobe boss only knew him as the "young consultant junior of the company."

Nan Zhubin nodded: "I’m entering postgraduate studies this year, officially starting school next week. Classes are plenty during the week, and I have to do psychological consultations on weekends, so I probably won’t have time to visit the hall."

Hearing this refusal, the earlobe boss was only briefly disappointed.

Then, his eyes shone with the intensity of hazard lights.

As for the two female members, they shone like high beams.

"He’s still a student? Is it... a Man University?"

Compared to the identity of "young psychological consultant," the identity of "Man University student" was more valuable!