There were only about seventy people in total, but the Mental Health Department only accepted ten psychology students. The rest of the departments, the Publicity Department, and the Secretariat did not only recruit psychology students. Psychology students were not as competitive as other majors in these departments.

Three of the four people in the dormitory were preparing to go. Qiao Lan, Liu Cancan, and Roman. The other girl was cool enough to join the roller skating club.

Ji Su asked them to prepare, but Qiao Lan and the others were not sure what to prepare.

Qiao Lan sent a WeChat message to the senior he met in the past to ask her for advice. The senior sent him a voice message saying that she was not sure and that it would depend on his performance during the interview.

The senior said that during her interview, the interviewer did not ask her any professional questions. She did not understand any professional questions. After all, she had only attended classes for a week, and all the questions were about daily life.

"I chatted with the interviewer for five minutes. Then I received a message saying that I had passed and asked me to go over."

After a while, the senior sent him another text message on WeChat.

[Let me tell you a secret. My roommate prepared a lot of speeches. For example, he said that psychology majors are for the benefit of society. I did not go in.]

Qiao Lan was deep in thought. So, the recruitment of new students was mainly based on the word 'authenticity'?

However, no matter how relaxed the seniors were, the new students who had not gone in were still quite nervous.

The recruitment was on Monday. The psychology majors did not have classes after the cognitive neuroscience class on Monday afternoon. Classes started at 1 pm and ended at 2: 50 pm. After that, there was rare free time. Usually, everyone would go to the library or study room.

The recruitment was at this time.

When they arrived, the 70 or so new students finished their classes together and went for the interview almost at the same time. It was quite collective.

The division of labor in a club was very clear. Some were in charge of recruitment, some were in charge of contacting the outside world, and some were in charge of the interview. However, the interviewees were basically the seniors in the Mental Health Department.

There were three people in charge this time. One of them was a sophomore, and the other two were juniors. The three of them were talking when someone came in through the back door. When they turned around, they were surprised.

"Why is the president here?"

Ji Su and another senior came over.

Ji Su was the president, and he was mainly responsible for the planning of each event. In other words, he was the one who made the decisions, and the rest of the work was delegated to the people below him.

Ji Su didn't have to come, but he could come if he wanted to, and no one stopped him. The junior sisters outside should be quite happy to see Ji Su.

Ji Su was sitting on the sofa next to them. He smiled and said, "I happen to have some time, so I came over to take a look. You guys can start."

The second-year senior deliberately exaggerated. "Originally, we were here to check on our juniors, but when the president came, it made me feel like I was the one doing the interview."

The senior sitting next to Ji Su was amused. "What's there to be afraid of?"

Ji Su's face was quite harmless. It was the kind of face that made people feel close to him at first glance.

Although this was only on the surface, people who really knew him knew that this person was a classic example of a person who was hot on the outside but cold on the inside. His true personality was the complete opposite of his appearance.

When Ji Su called her to come over today, Ji Su was on the phone when she arrived. She couldn't hear what was said on the other end of the phone. She only heard Ji Su say that he was very busy and didn't have time. Ji Su's face definitely didn't look good at that time.

She and Ji Su had been classmates for two years, and now she was the president and vice president of the Psychology Society. She had a lot of contact with him and knew a lot about him.

"Did the hospital call again?"

"Yes." Ji Su sat with his eyes closed and was silent for a long time. After a while, he stood up and turned to go to the Psychology Society without saying anything.

Pei Beijia looked at Ji Su's back view and felt a little upset.

She remembered that on the day of the freshmen's military training, her junior sister asked Ji Su why he wanted to study psychology. Ji Su said that it was because he liked criminal profilers and his mother didn't agree, so he settled for psychology.

Look at this person. He could casually make up such a reason and make people think that he was very cool and interesting.

Who would have thought that the real situation was that Ji Su had a mentally abnormal father and an equally abnormal mother who was forced by his abnormal father?

Ji Su rarely talked about his father. His relationship with his father was very weak. Usually, he would mention his mother occasionally. Pei Beijia knew that her mother was now living in a very good sanatorium. Ji Su would visit her every once in a while.

This was the reason why Ji Su studied psychology.

He had never thought of becoming a criminal profiler. The excuses that he casually said couldn't be believed at all.

However, this person suddenly called her today and asked her to come to the Psychology Society with him. Pei Beijia also studied psychology. Psychology wasn't just about analyzing the mind. It was also worth analyzing the time, movements, and words.

People like Ji Su never did unnecessary things. Naxin, who didn't need to come, specially came over and even pulled her along.

Thinking about it, there was a problem.

However, if Ji Su didn't say anything, then there was no way to pry anything out of him. Unless he suddenly wanted to say something one day, he would say it himself.

Pei Beijia could only accompany Ji Su to watch the freshmen recruit new people.

As she watched, she felt that it was quite interesting.

Every year, there were outstanding young people with lofty ideals who wanted to repay their ancestral country. During the interview, it was like a speech. The people who listened were quite passionate, but it was a little funny.

Although there weren't many freshmen, she only remembered seven or eight of them. For example, the girl who came in now.

Qiao Lan!

Such a beautiful face, she definitely wouldn't forget it after seeing it.

Sigh, this girl even put on makeup today. She was even prettier.

Pei Beijia sat up slightly and watched Qiao Lan start the interview.

Qiao Lan felt that she should be calmer than the other students. After all, she had already joined a club once and gone through an interview. Not to mention, she had all kinds of work experience. In terms of communication, she should be better than her peers.

After entering, Qiao Lan realized that what the senior said to her in private was completely correct.

She came in to chat.

She would ask where you are from, how you feel about your high school life, and finally ask the cliché question, why do you want to study psychology?

"I want to help someone," Qiao Lan said.

"Who is it?" The senior interviewer was curious.

Although it was an interview, Qiao Lan still didn't say. She didn't want more people to know about Tan Mo's Asperger's disease. She gave a vague answer, "A very important person."

Ji Su heard this and his pupils shrank.

The senior interviewer laughed and joked a little mischievously, "Very important?

Male or female? "

Qiao Lan laughed too, "I'm not telling you."

"You're quite brave," the senior interviewer laughed for a while, "Okay, it's over. The results will be out tomorrow. Wait for the notice."

"Okay," Qiao Lan said goodbye to them and left the room. Behind her, Roman, who had two ponytails today, walked in wearing a little skirt.

.....

After all the interviews were over, the candidates were more or less confirmed.

Ji Su got up from the sofa and took the list. Seeing Qiao Lan's name written neatly on it, he returned the list to the senior in charge, "Add one more person."

"Who?"

"That girl with two ponytails," Ji Su thought for a while and remembered, "Her name is Roman."