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

Chapter 47 (Please continue reading) Find the problems
Thank you for your questions, teachers.

The minute hand on the wall clock has completed one and a half revolutions, slowly but persistently.

An hour and a half had passed without us realizing it.

Weng Pingting gave a slight bow on stage, concluding her speech.

She raised her hand to close the last slide of the "Thank You for Listening" PowerPoint presentation behind her, and looked at the audience with a questioning expression:
"Does anyone have any questions?"

The students began to whisper among themselves. Some were recalling what Weng Pingting had just said, some were asking her what she had said, and some were discussing what to eat that evening.

Several students were eager to try, clearly having questions, but after struggling with themselves for a while, they still gave up asking questions, quite typical of college students.

Weng Pingting showed an expression of not expecting it.

Based on her usual experience, after a speech, each of her teachers would have a brief chat with her about academic issues to complete the formality and avoid an awkward silence.

Students rarely ask questions unless it's in a classroom that can only hold a few dozen students. In lectures or discussions in small auditoriums with a few hundred people, students usually become shy and give up speaking.

"That concludes my lecture, 'Standardization of Psychological Intervention in Universities: A Perspective from University Psychological Counseling'."

Weng Pingting paused for ten seconds, looked around, and seeing that no one responded, continued with her procedure: "If students still have questions after class, they can discuss them with me privately. My assistant will post my WeChat and email address in a bit. Whether it's academic discussion, interest in a psychology internship, or any other question, you can come and find me."

"Of course, you can ask my assistant."

Weng Pingting raised her hand to signal to Nan Zhuren and the bearded man standing to the side.

Some of the students, who had seemed somewhat tired from the lecture, suddenly seemed to have been recharged and became energetic. A small group of girls who had been discussing what to eat that evening also stopped talking, as if what they ate tonight was no longer important, or as if they had reached a consensus at that moment.

Nan Zhuren shifted her gaze and gave the crowd a standard social smile.

He saw many girls with expressions of being healed, and a few boys as well; an even smaller number of boys were focused on the beard.

Meanwhile, several psychology professors and school leaders in the front row began to whisper among themselves.

"You speak first," Nan Zhuren heard the bearded man whisper to him.

He turned to look at his colleagues. For social purposes, the bearded man raised his chin slightly by 3 degrees and smiled at the students; but Nan Zhuren could tell that the bearded man's chin had actually dropped by more than 13 degrees.

"If you talk behind me, no one will listen to me in a little while." Seeing Nan Zhuren's look, the bearded man explained again helplessly.

This had been agreed upon beforehand, and Nan Zhuren nodded naturally to indicate that he understood.

The fact that the bearded man said this to him so directly surprised him a little.

"The topics I'm going to talk about in my lecture may be a bit broad and far removed from your lives, so they might not be very interesting to you. Now, let my assistant share some topics and cases that are more relevant to your lives."

Weng Pingting waved her hand, signaling Nan Zhuren to come on stage.

She then stepped down from the stage and sat in the front row, where teachers immediately came up to chat with her and discuss the content of the lecture.

Nan Zhuren took a few steps forward, his eyes meeting those of the crowd below the stage.

Involuntarily, they gathered in that place again.

……

"Senior brother, he's looking at us again," Big Nose reminded him.

The man with the small eyes narrowed them, his expression turning almost to slits with seriousness: "He might have sensed something."

"This guy is still so amazing." With a low sigh, Nan Zhuren opened his PowerPoint presentation and, before speaking, gave a polite 30-degree bow.

There were bows and smiles, which drew a chorus of admiring voices from the girls in the audience, along with a series of loud slaps on their thighs.

His small eyes glazed over for a moment, and he felt that the atmosphere was strangely familiar.

He used to encounter this situation frequently, but it suddenly stopped recently.

Almost a year has passed, and being there again evokes a unique sense of nostalgia.

"This guy still loves to show off."

The man with the small eyes cautioned, "Listen carefully later. Psychological counseling in society is very commercial and has many loopholes. Don't hesitate when it's time for the Q&A session."

Big Nose looked somewhat troubled, as if he didn't really want to get involved in the grudges and feuds within the sect.

The student with small eyes squinted again, slightly hunched over, and his eye bags shrank.

Above, a deep voice began to echo through the microphone, filling every corner of the small auditorium.

"Hello everyone, my name is Nan Zhuren." He began in a standard manner. "Professor Weng just shared a lot of knowledge about college counseling and crisis intervention with you. Next, I will share a real intervention case with you to show you how we should adjust ourselves and how we can help others when we encounter specific problems."

The student with small eyes was taken aback: "A case study to hear?"

"And this guy's voice seems to have changed..."

For psychology majors who already have a certain professional foundation, listening to case studies is far more cost-effective than attending popular science lectures.

For students who are not psychology majors and are just attending the lectures, listening to case studies can greatly satisfy their curiosity about psychological counseling.

While the teachers and leaders chatted with Weng Pingting, the students became even more focused, more attentive than when they attended lectures before.

"Before the lecture, I would like to state that the cases shared in this session are for teaching purposes, and key information has been blurred to comply with the confidentiality provisions of counselor ethics."

"Even so, I hope that everyone will refrain from taking photos and from discussing the topic in other settings after the lecture."

Nan Zhuren's expression was serious.

"Senior brother, senior brother... senior brother?"

I don't know when it started, but the small-eyed student's eyebrows and the skin around his forehead relaxed, his mind became focused, and his thoughts opened up.

As if soothed, or as if attracted, she calmed down.

Then, I entered a state similar to attending my mentor's group meeting for the first time, and began to thirst for truth.

All the little schemes I had in mind before have now vanished.

Being suddenly called out by his fellow disciple, he was momentarily stunned: "What, what's wrong?"

"Senior, weren't we looking for problems? This case sounds unfamiliar to me; it's not one of our research groups' cases, is it?"

"Yes...yes, it must have been a case he found after he was fired."

"Senior brother, I'm having a hard time listening to this. I can't seem to find any problems. What about you?"

"Yes, of course there are. Let me hear more. Next, we'll talk about his intervention methods. There are bound to be loopholes in them, so listen carefully."

(End of this chapter)