Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?! Chapter 376 - 371 [Cognition Integration]

"If you can clearly feel your emotions, use a five-point scale [1-5] to describe them this ti."

This ti.

When Nan Zhubin asked everyone to feel their emotions.

None of the students, including Zhang Zihao and the other two, rushed to write down their thoughts without a second thought like before.

Instead, they all fell into silence and contemplation.

This is the effect of the Stanford Prison Experint video that Nan Zhubin has carefully selected.

While the students present were influenced to varying degrees by the incident involving Wang Rui, which led to different feelings and problems.

But regardless of which kind of student, they could all find relatable reflections in this Stanford Prison Experint.

This shadow of "though it’s not , it feels very similar to " is the most effective at bypassing defense chanisms, stimulating thought, and ultimately having an educational effect.

Nan Zhubin aid to capture that fleeting influence, solidify it, and even reinforce it.

In the midst of contemplation, Nan Zhubin softly reminded the students that ti was up. Then he scanned the room with his eyes to see who would et his gaze and be the first to share.

Lin Junkai seed a bit hesitant, first looking around to confirm that no one else wanted to speak before raising his hand.

Once given permission by Nan Zhubin, he presented what he had written on the A4 paper.

"Teacher, my emotions are [anger] and [confusion]. [Anger] is around a 4, as for [confusion]... I’m not quite sure."

Lin Junkai was very clear about his feelings and described them precisely: "[Anger] is because the process of this experint... is very excessive. I feel that even if it’s an experint, the people conducting it should still have boundaries... uh..."

At this point, Lin Junkai paused. His neck moved slightly, giving the impression of wanting to look around but restraining himself.

"As for [confusion], I was just thinking, thinking..." Lin Junkai organized his words, "Is it really okay for the professor to do this? And then, why couldn’t even a lawyer help?"

Nan Zhubin nodded: "Thank you for sharing, Junkai. We will answer your questions together later — and I also have a question."

Lin Junkai nodded and leaned forward, making an effort to listen closely.

"Why did you rate your [anger] a 4?"

"I was, uh... very angry at the content of the video. Initially, I thought of giving it a 5." Lin Junkai paused, "But I feel that a 5 would be the kind of uncontrollable impulse to rush out, and I don’t think I’m that angry yet, so I went with a 4."

Nan Zhubin succinctly summarized: "So — aside from the kind of extre anger that would make you lose control, you’ve reached the peak of anger while still being able to ’control yourself’?"

Lin Junkai nodded: "Yes."

...

Nan Zhubin mused internally.

Lin Junkai’s subjective self-assessnt clearly has so bias.

Individual emotions are influenced by nurous factors, and the Stanford Prison Experint evidently resonated with Lin Junkai’s [past experiences], thus evoking stronger emotions in him than in others — such as other students from the third grade (class 1).

At the sa ti, Lin Junkai’s self-perception might also be sowhat exaggerated, possibly harboring the notion that "I ’should’ be extrely angry in this situation."

According to Nan Zhubin’s observations, Lin Junkai indeed felt [anger], but on a five-point scale, it would be around 3 to 2.

...

But this is not an issue that needs to be pointed out.

"Alright, thank you for sharing, Junkai," said Nan Zhubin.

The students imrsed in the experintal scene awoke one by one and began to share their emotions in turn.

Nan Zhubin listened to their speeches one by one.

"I don’t even know what my emotion is." Soon it was the turn of the student sitting to the left of Teacher Xiao Zhao, "I just feel sorry for the students participating in the experint, especially those playing the role of prisoners."

"[Sympathy]." Nan Zhubin accurately summarized based on the micro expressions and descriptions of the student sitting beside Zhao Zuo.

The student next to Zhao Zuo looked bewildered for a mont: "Ah, is it... [sympathy]?"

Then they revealed a joy as if they had had a vague feeling but were finally seeing it clearly.

"Thank you, teacher, so that’s how I felt..."

Nan Zhubin smiled and nodded, not probing further, allowing the student beside Zhao Zuo to digest their current feelings independently.

He then focused his attention on Zhang Zihao.

In this round of emotion sharing, only Zhang Zihao and two similar students hadn’t spoken yet.

The other two students looked at Zhang Zihao, seemingly waiting for him to answer first.

"Then I’ll answer next."

Zhang Zihao glanced left and right, stretched his neck, and then suddenly smirked at Nan Zhubin.

"I think the people in the video are all stupid."

After speaking, he paused his narration and tucked in his chin, staring intently at Nan Zhubin.

Nan Zhubin looked at him calmly, without any change in emotion.

Zhang Zihao sneered: "I think the students in there are all stupid. Those playing prisoners who were beaten, punished, should just say they’re not taking the $15 and quit, right?"

"And those playing guards can’t figure out their identity either. It’s just an experint, and they’re taking it so seriously — haven’t they thought about what happens after they leave the experint? If they did sothing too excessive and it beca intentional harm, wouldn’t they have to go to jail after the experint ends? They’re not real prison guards."