Who would study psychology if they didn't have some kind of problem?

Chapter 329: The evening study session was taken over by the school counselor?

Although guided by Nan Zhuren, Teacher Zhao is shifting her career focus from "psychological counseling" to "mental health education".

However, this transformation is not yet complete.

At this moment, she suddenly became sensitive to Nan Zhuren's statement that "all the students in the team need psychological counseling."

Li Mingchen's situation has long been known throughout the school, and now the other sports students on the same team as Li Mingchen all need psychological counseling...

What on earth happened at the high school where I work?!
If someone else had said this to Teacher Zhao, she would definitely have hesitated.

But since these words came from Nan Zhuren's mouth, Teacher Zhao believed them without a doubt.

However, Teacher Zhao is more concerned about something else right now.

"Teacher Nan, psychological experiments require less mental effort. You can easily do a dozen or twenty a day."

"But even half an hour of psychological counseling is almost as intense as professional therapy, right? Are you going to do seven of those in one go this afternoon?"

"No, you've already done one... so you're going to do eight this afternoon? More than four hours of continuous psychological counseling in total?"

Teacher Zhao asked an unbelievable question, and by the end, she even felt that she had asked a silly question and said something stupid, and she laughed out loud.

Nan Zhuren nodded matter-of-factly: "Yes, is there a problem?"

"..."

……

【月度目标：1个月内完成“心理咨询”10小时（9/10），完成后进行1次“心理能力培训”。】

According to psychological research, a person's perception of time is affected by the density of behavior per unit of time.

In layman's terms, it means "the more things you have to do, the faster time flies."

Nan Zhuren's afternoon was exceptionally fulfilling, and thus it passed in the blink of an eye.

Teacher Zhao found it agonizing to watch, even terrifying.

She watched as Nan Zhuren went through eight consultations.

This afternoon felt exceptionally long.

The good news for Nan Zhuren is that the "conversations" he had in the afternoon were counted as consultation time.

Even if it's just barely working, it's not like you've worked for nothing.

The "peer supervision" session with Teacher Zhao lasted for an hour.

The subsequent "conversations" with each student, perhaps to offer reassurance, were short but still counted as consultation time.

This brought him a total of nine hours of consultation time today.

Well... it's kind of embarrassing, after all, just talking about Lin Junkai, his mentality was still broken by Nan Zhuren.

The way he ruins a conversation and then tries to make it work again feels like a self-generated bug... If Nan Zhuren hadn't been so ethical, he might have been able to use this to rack up time in the future.

The field of psychological counseling will then have another scourge.

Looking at Nan Zhuren's condition, Teacher Zhao felt that his usually pleasing face was somewhat pale.

She asked with surprise and doubt, "Teacher Nan, are you alright? Do you want to rest for a bit?"

[Emotional readjustment]

Nan Zhuren blinked: "I'm fine."

Given Teacher Zhao's limited background in psychology, it's difficult for her to understand Nan Zhuren's current state and what she's saying.

She blinked, looking somewhat helplessly at Chonghui, who had come out upon hearing the news, as if she wanted to find a supportive ally to persuade Nan Zhuren to go and rest for a while.

Chonghui's expression was also serious at first, and he carefully observed Nan Zhuren.

But soon, his gaze shifted, transforming into a familiar fervor. Was this another opportunity to write an article? Did his junior brother hold some surprises he didn't know about?
"Junior brother... are you really alright?" His tone was like a sigh.

Nan Zhuren waved his hand: "Let's not talk about this now—Teacher Zhao."

The young counselor picked up the water bottle and moistened his throat. If there was anything he had really expended during the afternoon of counseling, it was probably that his throat was a little dry.

"I have an idea to get Li Mingchen to cooperate with the consultation. But I need your help with this idea..."

……

Li Mingchen's situation is different from that of the average visitor.

Generally, counselors should not proactively ask visitors to come to their homes unless the visitor actively seeks an appointment or request assistance.

But this is the "normal" situation.

Just as there are exceptions to confidentiality regulations, Li Mingchen is a special case.

Firstly, when dealing with high-risk mental illnesses such as severe depression, it is permissible to mandate regular psychological counseling to ensure the personal safety of the client.

Secondly, Li Mingchen's current psychological counseling is a psychological intervention approved by the Health Commission and funded by the school, which is part of the "compensation".

If Li Mingchen refuses counseling, then after Nan Zhuren reports it, the Health Commission and the school will intervene. Even if Li Mingchen just stares blankly in the counseling room, he still has to stay in the counseling room for the required duration.

Of course, rather than taking coercive measures, Nan Zhuren hoped to use some techniques to arouse Li Mingchen's initiative and get him to cooperate willingly.

Fortunately, Nan Zhuren is very good at this kind of content.

Dengdengdeng-

The sound of high heels echoed most clearly in the corridor, mixed with the dull sounds of leather shoes and sneakers.

With a "click", the classroom door with the nameplate "Senior Three (1) Class" was opened.

In the classroom with more than forty students, only fewer than five students closest to the door looked up because of the noise.

The rest of the students moved almost like robots, all hunched over their desks, focused on their exercises and pens, completely absorbed.

Li Mingchen was the only student from Class 1 who was sitting in the back row but looked up because of the small sound of the door opening.

"...Teacher Zhao?"

The person who entered surprised all the students who looked up.

After Teacher Zhao entered the classroom, her footsteps unconsciously became softer, changing from "thump thump thump" to "da da da".

Facing the quiet, silent classroom where students studied late into the night, even she, who had been working at the school for almost a year, felt a little nervous.

To be honest, she had never seen anything like this before.

"Ahem, students!"

--brush!

As if by conditioned reflex, all the students who were bent over their desks looked up at the same time, like Kapibal who had just had his rice bowl knocked over.

Then, they all showed expressions of surprise.

I am a teacher, I am a teacher. Although I am a school counselor, I am still a teacher!

Teacher Zhao cheered herself up in her heart.

"Classmates, please stop what you're doing for a moment."

Teacher Zhao took a deep breath: "We'll take up a little time during evening self-study to discuss some issues and have a short lesson."

"Our next class is—a psychology class!"

(End of this chapter)