Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?!

Faced with Bai Qinghua’s concern.

"I’ve finished reading it all," Nan Zhubin replied, "Some of the data analysis issues are indeed a bit challenging, but I’ve asked senior brother about anything I didn’t understand."

Chonghui nodded while walking in Bai Qinghua’s direction: "That’s right, Zhuren learns quickly."

The blue shirt’s eyes widened; does this person have a senior brother specifically to guide him?

Watching Chonghui walk inside and sit directly to the direction on Bai Qinghua’s left, seeing how everyone greeted him along the way, it wasn’t difficult to figure out his seniority.

Is he the senior brother?

The senior brother personally guiding?

The blue shirt was in turmoil. And now Bai Qinghua didn’t look at the small door, not chatting with the students beside him. He specifically called Nan Zhubin over, asking the new students to take out their course schedule for a careful look, kindly explaining the upcoming arrangements.

This prompted an aside comment from Shi Qianqian: "Busy with so much now. Teacher, if you spend less time in the small room and visit the company more often..."

Bai Qinghua chuckled: "That’s reassurance, isn’t it? With Dahui at the company, I’m reassured. Plus, with Zhuren, why do I have any reason to go?"

This remark had more points to be joked about; for a moment, it was uncertain where to start.

The sound of discussion amongst other students of the same discipline involuntarily lowered by several degrees. Amid the blue shirt’s confusion, Nan Zhubin finally finished exchanging pleasantries with Bai Qinghua and sat beside him.

This lifted the blue shirt’s spirits slightly.

When Nan Zhubin first joined the group, it was mid-semester, and all of the important positions in the research office were already filled. No matter how partial Bai Qinghua is to Nan Zhubin, he couldn’t specifically have someone give up their seat on the inner side for Nan Zhubin.

That would be a bit too biased, and wouldn’t look good.

Even though a batch of seniors had graduated and left, Nan Zhubin didn’t bother to switch seats, so his desk was set at a position closer to the door.

Nan Zhubin didn’t mind this at all; after all, he spent less time in the research group, and it made entry and exit more convenient.

However, this gave the blue shirt sitting next to him a chance to speak.

"Hello, I’m Lan Chenshang, first-year graduate student in foundational psychology." The blue shirt initiated a conversation with a formal approach, deliberately adding, "Are you a senior brother?"

Nan Zhubin glanced at blue shirt: "No, I also just enrolled this year, first-year, majoring in applied psychology."

This answer made the blue shirt slightly straighten his bent-over back.

Regarding the hierarchy of academic directions in psychology, foundational psychology’s status is slightly higher than applied psychology because it focuses more on foundational research, theoretically better for publications.

Thus, the blue shirt proceeded to ask the second question, deliberately adding, "I overheard your conversation with the teacher earlier; did you start your studies earlier? Was your undergraduate at Beidu Normal?"

Nan Zhubin replied, "No, I did my undergraduate at Jiangdu University."

This response was not quite what the blue shirt expected, yet it made his chest also straighten a bit.

He didn’t ponder why someone from faraway Jiangdu could join the group early, and instinctively responded, "Jiangdu University... Coming to Beidu Normal must not have been easy, right?"

"I did my undergraduate at Beidu University, and my first choice for graduate entry was also Beidu University!"

When he said "Beidu University," he enunciated the words heavily, like striking a bell.

After saying this, unlike when conversing with senior sisters earlier, he didn’t let an automatic dialogue begin but instead paused, staring directly at Nan Zhubin’s face, seemingly waiting for some reaction.

But there was no change in Nan Zhubin’s expression. He merely swept his gaze across the blue shirt’s face and let out an "Oh."

He then directly looked at the blue shirt, apparently waiting for anything else he might say.

Eye contact—

The blue shirt felt awkwardly frozen. This process didn’t quite fit social norms.

Before the blue shirt could say anything else, Mo Kai, who had his desk chosen next to Nan Zhubin, suddenly spoke.

He also seemed like a first-year graduate student making friends in the group meeting, with an appropriate level of curiosity, and praised the blue shirt: "Getting into Beidu University through the college entrance exam, impressive!"

"It’s often said undergraduate students are like biological children, while graduate students are more like adopted ones. The difficulty and value of college entrance exams and graduate entrance exams are not the same at all. Like at our school, the benefits and care for undergraduate students far exceed those for graduate students."

Mo Kai seemed to be complaining yet praising: "Getting into Beidu University as an undergraduate... truly remarkable!"

His tone was very sincere, making the blue shirt’s chin also tilt up one degree again.

Though he didn’t know who this student who suddenly joined the conversation was, his words were pleasant!

"So why didn’t you stay at your school and came to ours?" The next moment, the blue shirt heard Mo Kai ask.

"I’m directly recommended for graduate studies at Beidu Normal, and there are quite a few spots for that. At Beidu University, there should be even more, right?"

"Staying at your college means familiar resources and mentors. Why didn’t you stay?"

Mo Kai blinked, trying to let the emotion in his eyes be filled with curiosity.

The blue shirt couldn’t help but pause, retracting his chin by three degrees: "...I was thinking of changing the environment at the time, so I didn’t compete for a recommended spot. Later, when I wanted to stay, it was a bit late, so I could only take the unified exam."

"Oh." Mo Kai nodded, as if accepting this explanation, "Changing environments is good, broadens one’s horizons."