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

Chapter 484 Random... Okay, not random, selecting a lucky audience member

A person's behavior is driven by both external and internal motivations.

However, in Bai Qinghua's view, Nan Zhuren's internal motivation may be a bit too strong now, to the point that Nan Zhuren's mind is completely focused on his work.

This child spends too little time preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam.

So he planned to take advantage of the opportunity to visit the research group to give Nan Zhuren some external motivation and try to change his mind.

A top-tier national psychological and behavioral research laboratory should amaze this child and motivate him to study even harder, right?
This task naturally fell to Chonghui.

Chonghui and Nan Zhuren now live inside the university. Universities have designated areas for family members, most of which are used as housing benefits for talent recruitment. Bai Qinghua's share is used to house his personal disciples.

Their campus is extremely large, with the family quarters located on the very edge of the school. It takes more than 20 minutes to walk from the dormitory to the laboratory.

However, Chonghui, being a student of this school, naturally had a good solution.

Chonghui, a big guy, was sitting astride a small electric scooter that seemed disproportionately large for his size, gesturing to Nan Zhuren to the back seat of the scooter.

"Get in the car." Chonghui said with a smug look on his face.

Nan Zhuren glanced at the slightly deformed tires of the electric scooter and pursed his lips.

We travelled at lightning speed.

Park the car, swipe your card to enter the laboratory building, take the elevator upstairs, and swipe your card again to enter the office.

drop--

Pushing open the office door, the researcher sitting on the outermost seat looked up and, upon seeing Chonghui, subconsciously whispered, "Senior brother."

Just like at the company, Chonghui was also well-liked in the research group.

Several other students who appeared to be studying also looked over at the sound, and their gazes were involuntarily drawn to Nan Zhuren.

Nan Zhuren glanced around the office. There weren't many people, but there were also quite a few. He counted about fifteen seats, with only a small portion of them empty.

Shi Qianqian was also there. She looked up and smiled, "You brought Zhu Ren here for a visit?"

Upon hearing the name "Zhu Ren," the students in the research group all changed their expressions.

Chonghui nodded, looking around: "Where's the teacher?"

Shi Qian shrugged and pointed strangely to a small cubicle: "Busy."

Nan Zhuren suddenly realized why she hadn't seen her supervisor's desk in the research group; it turned out that Bai Qinghua had his own separate study inside the office.

But why do Shi Qianqian and Chonghui both have such strange expressions?
During the day, everyone in the research group was naturally studying, and several people were even wearing noise-canceling headphones. Seeing this, Chonghui didn't feel comfortable introducing Nan Zhuren too formally, and simply told Nan Zhuren to wait here for a while.

"I'll go see which labs are empty, turn on the machines first, and then I'll take you in for a look around." So as not to disturb the subjects who are doing experiments.

Shi Qianqian clapped her hands and stood up: "I'll go with you. We'll be using the [Voice Analysis Room] to analyze some data later and demonstrate it to Zhu Ren."

As she spoke, the junior sister slightly raised her chin, clearly indicating that she had mentioned her strengths and was trying to use this opportunity to make a good impression on Nan Zhuren.

Nan Zhuren responded with plenty of emotional value: "Okay."

……

The two left together, leaving Nan Zhuren sitting in an empty seat.

A fleeting, almost imperceptible gaze swept over them.

The girls had lost all interest in studying. Their eyes met Nan Zhuren's and then recoiled as if electrocuted. They then casually continued to scrutinize Nan Zhuren's outstanding modeling skills by using the reflective ornaments on the table.

Nan Zhuren ignored them and instead focused her gaze on a boy who glanced at her before lowering his head to continue studying. She paid him special attention because of the boy's micro-expression reaction after Chonghui called her name.

[One corner of the mouth is pulled upwards, the nostril is slightly raised, and the nasolabial folds are deepened.]

Slightly tighten your neck and jut your chin forward.

[...contempt and suppressed anger?]

Everything has its advantages and disadvantages. Nan Zhuren knew that her model could sometimes evoke aversion when facing men.

But isn't this person's dislike a little too strong?

Nan Zhuren quickly found the answer.

I see... It was probably a small misunderstanding.

Nan Zhuren pondered.

Normally, Nan Zhuren wouldn't care about such a trivial matter. Once his professional abilities are fully developed, he'll be able to truly win over the perceptions of the vast majority of people around him.

But today—

I just learned something new and I'd like to use it...

After thinking for a moment, Nan Zhuren slid the wheels of the ergonomic chair under her and approached the boy.

"This... senior brother?"

Within the same research group, there is no distinction between inner and outer disciples in terms of address. The supervisor also deliberately blurs this distinction in daily life, so everyone addresses each other as fellow students.

The boy raised his eyes, took off his headphones, and said, "You're... Junior Brother Nan Zhuren, right?"

"Are you here to ask for the exam questions? They're not ready yet. Didn't you say you'd ask for them this weekend?"

Sure enough, now I can understand the hostility in the other person's micro-expressions.

It turns out he was the poor senior student Bai Qinghua had chosen to create mock exams for him.

However, Bai Qinghua didn't seem to mention adding his name to the article later, so this poor senior brother didn't know that he was actually a lucky one.

Nan Zhuren's pupils dilated slightly for a second.

[Breaking the ice upon our first meeting, especially one where the other person harbored preconceived notions about me... Excellent, challenging enough. The goal is to gain their favor without them knowing my name or the content of my article, and to subsequently be more willing to diligently help me create topics.]

[Since we'll be classmates later, I definitely can't use any dirty tricks or lies; I have to be absolutely sincere. So I need to try and transform what I learned during the day into everyday social skills.]

【Let me think… I can start by focusing on [social proof], creating similarities. I could compliment their niche hobbies or their impressive professional skills to start a conversation.】

[Subsequently, demonstrate a slightly higher level of professional competence than the other party to cultivate a positive image and incidentally establish authoritative dominance within the same field.]

Next, reveal some appropriate shortcomings to break the "perfect intruder" persona and give the other party a chance to breathe.

At this point, the other person will likely target my weaknesses and showcase their strengths in the relevant field. I will then offer appropriate praise to satisfy their need for respect and enhance their sense of accomplishment...

That should be about it.

With the collision of ideas, this series of plans was formulated in less than a second, thanks to the support of the "flow state".

The lucky senior student in front of him was unaware that he had been chosen by Nan Zhuren as the first person to practice his new skills.

He was looking at Nan Zhuren with a slight frown.

(End of this chapter)