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

Chapter 45 She's really in trouble (Please read on)
In the field of psychology, "talent" is not something hard to imagine.

Some people may be born with a strong sense of empathy and are very easily influenced by the emotions of visitors; if you cry, she cries, and if you laugh, she laughs.
Some people may be born with the ability to gain the trust of others and easily establish a counseling relationship with clients, collecting all the background information in a single consultation.
Some people may have an extraordinary level of psychological resilience, able to conduct ten consultations a day without blushing or skipping a beat, and then say they could do ten more.

Is the above a matter of a counselor's talent, or is it something that can be understood?

As for those incomprehensible talents, even those involving organic physiology—there are many more.

For example, there are people with autism who can do arithmetic faster than a computer, people with bipolar disorder who can hear wonderful melodies, and Weng Pingting even met a person with schizophrenia who claimed to be able to see the "emotional colors" of others and actually could accurately see through other people's emotions.

Leaving aside the latter types, let's just talk about the consultants' talents mentioned earlier.

It's very similar to what Nan Zhuren is showing now.

Weng Pingting couldn't help but tease, "When you were in graduate school, were you also responsible for being studied by your supervisor on a daily basis?"

This isn't entirely a joke; it's a fact.

Some talented individuals can only observe but not learn, while others can be replicated.

The progress of many industries relies on the sudden appearance of a superstar, followed by a group of researchers studying the talent of this superstar and then replicating it—even if it's a weakened version.

This will drive the entire industry forward.

[Also, this guy's previous performance of [micro-expression analysis], which he seemed to have mastered without any systematic training... could that also be a talent?]

With that thought in mind, the desire to explore projected into Weng Pingting's eyes completely surpassed the level 5 threshold.

When did you discover that you had this talent?

"Wait, was your conversation with Howard about this too?"

"Xiao Nan, what...what are you looking at?"

Weng Pingting bombarded Nan Zhuren with questions, but Nan Zhuren did not respond.

……

Nan Zhuren frowned slightly.

As time passed and the crowds dispersed, there were no more students on the main road beside the artificial lake.

The small groups of people on the road were either faculty and staff, or students heading towards places like the library or student activity center.

Nan Zhuren, however, seemed to be drawn to something and stared intently in one direction.

Although he immediately realized the inappropriateness of his behavior and looked away.

However, his movements were enough for others to follow and see the girl at the end.

Being some distance away, the group, including Nan Zhuren, could not see each other's expressions.

But his slumped shoulders, dejected head, hunched back, and the way he lingered repeatedly below the teaching building, clearly unwilling to go in.

It's very concerning.

This student was expressing "I don't want to go to class" and "I don't want to go to the classroom" with every inch of his body.

It's rare to see students like this in universities.

"Is she heading into the teaching building? Why is she dawdling like that?"

The accompanying teacher frowned, then suddenly raised her voice: "Students, class is about to start!"

Jingle bell bell—

As if she had been slapped while she was asleep, Chen Ting jolted awake.

She glanced in this direction quickly, then turned and ran hastily into the teaching building.

The accompanying teacher shook his head, then turned around to ease the tension: "University is all-encompassing; you can really see all kinds of students there."

He casually asked, "Does Professor Nan know that student?"

Nan Zhuren stopped looking in that direction and answered quite naturally, "No, it just looks a little strange."

"Uh... why are there two students over there doing something?"

Looking in that direction, everyone saw a student with small eyes and a big nose casually strolling around behind them.

However, his nonchalance didn't quite seem like nonchalance.

This is not surprising. When students see a group of people with teachers accompanying them and students following with cameras, they always take a second look.

Nan Zhuren glanced in that direction twice, feeling a surge of memories. However, he didn't allocate too much cognitive resources to the matter of "recollection" and quickly looked away.

Nan Zhuren was concerned about Chen Ting's condition just now.

Yes, that girl is Chen Ting.

Nan Zhuren was observing her.

Nan Zhuren never expected to run into Chen Ting so coincidentally.

And just now, in Nan Zhuren's eyes...

Chen Ting's entire body was radiating a signal—fear.

Compared to the initial consultation, the fear was much stronger.

Fear can be easily discerned even from body language, without needing micro-expressions.

"It seems that she didn't stop seeking consultation because she solved the problem herself."

Nan Zhuren lowered her gaze: "Something really did happen."

……

"Teacher Nan, what are you thinking about?"

The bearded man's voice roused Nan Zhuren from his reverie.

This senior consultant, whose skills may not be greater than Nan Zhuren's, but who is indeed a few years older than Nan Zhuren, looked at Nan Zhuren.

While the bearded man may not be able to analyze micro-expressions, Nan Zhuren's face is now practically a canvas for emotions.

He carefully considered his words.

"You care a lot about your visitor?"

The bearded man also saw and recognized Chen Ting.

Nan Zhuren thought for a moment and then answered without hiding anything: "Yes."

"Then you should know what I'm going to remind you of next, and I think your supervisor has already reminded you many times."

"Yes, I understand."

“Since you understand,” the bearded man pointed to the screen behind him, “can you start working now?”

The bearded consultant seemed to be showing concern for Nan Zhuren, but in fact, his purpose was not just to show concern for Nan Zhuren.

They came here as assistants, after all.

In addition to initial personnel coordination, they are also needed for on-site equipment debugging, courseware verification, and so on.

Nan Zhuren smiled apologetically, admitting that it was indeed his oversight to be distracted in this situation.

He quickly stepped forward to assist the bearded man.

Not far away, Weng Pingting was chatting with several school and college leaders who had come to inquire.

The organizer of the lectures on psychology was naturally the school's School of Psychology; and the leaders and teachers of the School of Psychology naturally knew Nan Zhuren.

Even other school leaders outside the School of Psychology had heard of Nan Zhuren.

After all, given the university system, it's really rare for them to choose to expel a master's student.

But those present were either highly skilled psychologists or seasoned veterans who had spent most of their lives working in administrative positions. Although they harbored resentment, they did not show it on their faces.

The bearded man glanced in that direction and whispered, "I heard that Professor Nan used to be from Jiang University?"

Nan Zhuren didn't even look up: "Yes."

"Do you know those two students over there? I just feel like something's off about them."

Nan Zhuren looked in the direction the bearded man was pointing and frowned: "I don't recognize him."

But then he saw that the small-eyed and big-nosed man on the other side of the line of sight, after meeting Nan Zhuren's gaze, finally stopped trying to hide it.

They walked up to him casually and said, "Zhu Ren, it's been a long time."

The bearded man pursed his lips and turned to look at Nan Zhuren.

(End of this chapter)