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46: Chapter 46 (Request for Follow-Up Reading) Identify the Problem 46: Chapter 46 (Request for Follow-Up Reading) Identify the Problem “Thank you for your questions, teachers.”

The minute hand on the clock had gone around one and a half tis, slowly yet persistently.

Unknowingly, an hour and a half had passed.

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

She raised her hand to turn off the “Thank you for listening” slide on the PPT behind her, and made a questioning expression toward the audience:

“Do any students have questions?”

The students who were listening started whispering and discussing.

So were recalling what Weng Pinting just said, so were asking what she had just talked about, and so were debating what to eat tonight.

A few students were eager to try asking questions, evidently curious, but after wrestling with themselves a few tis, they gave up asking in typical university student fashion.

Weng Pinting showed an unsurprised expression.

Based on her previous experiences, usually after a speech, it’s the various teachers who would have brief academic exchanges with her, which fulfills the process and also avoids awkward silence.

As for student questions, it’s mostly in smaller classroom sessions with only dozens of students in attendance; in larger venues like today’s auditorium with a few hundred people, students generally beco shy and refrain from speaking up.

“Then my lecture on ‘Standardizing Psychological Interventions in Higher Education from the Perspective of College Psychological Consultation’ concludes here.”

Weng Pinting paused for ten seconds, glanced around, saw no one speaking up, and continued with her routine: “If students have questions after class, feel free to discuss with privately.

My assistant will later provide my WeChat and email.

Whether it’s academic discussions, interest in psychological consultation internships, or other inquiries, you can reach out to .”

“Of course, you can also contact my assistant.”

Weng Pinting gestured to indicate Nan Zhubin and the bearded man standing next to her.

Among the students who had appeared sowhat weary from the lecture, so suddenly seed reinvigorated, appearing spirited.

Even the small groups of girls who had been discussing what to eat tonight stopped their conversation, either because tonight’s dinner suddenly seed trivial or because they had reached a consensus at that mont.

Nan Zhubin shifted his gaze, directing a standard social smile at the crowd.

He noticed many of the girls appeared healed by his expression, as well as so of the boys; however, a smaller number of the boys were focused on the bearded man.

anwhile, a few teachers and school leaders in the front rows started whispering among themselves.

“You should speak first,” Nan Zhubin heard the bearded man softly remind him.

He turned to look at his colleague.

For social purposes, the bearded man slightly raised his chin by 3 degrees, also smiling at the students; but Nan Zhubin could tell that in the bearded man’s mind, his chin had already dropped by more than 13 degrees.

“If you speak after , no one will listen to later.” The bearded man saw Nan Zhubin’s gaze and reluctantly explained again.

This had been agreed upon earlier, so Nan Zhubin naturally nodded to indicate his understanding.

However, the fact that the bearded man was so direct in saying this to him took him slightly by surprise.

“My lecture topic might be quite broad and distant for everyone, and perhaps not very engaging to listen to.

So next, I’ll have my assistant share so topics and cases closer to your everyday life.”

Weng Pinting gestured for Nan Zhubin to take the stage.

She then stepped off the stage to sit in the front row, with teachers imdiately approaching her to discuss and exchange views on the content of the lecture.

Nan Zhubin took a few steps forward, his eyes beginning to et those of the audience.

Involuntarily, they focused on that one spot again.

…

“Senior, he’s looking at us again,” Big Nose reminded.

With eyes narrowed into slits, Little Eyes said gravely, “He might have sensed sothing.”

“This guy is still so sharp.”

Accompanied by low murmurs of amazent, Nan Zhubin opened the PPT he had prepared, and before speaking, he courteously bowed 30 degrees.

A bow naturally accompanied by a smile, causing a chi-like wave of admiration from the girls in the crowd, along with a smattering of leg-slapping sounds.

Little Eyes found himself dazed, the atmosphere feeling uncannily familiar.

He often encountered such situations before, though they had vanished for a while until recently.

Now, nearly a year later, being back in such a setting struck him with a peculiar sense of nostalgia.

“This guy still loves the spotlight,”

Little Eyes advised, “Pay close attention later; psychological consultation in society is very comrcial with many loopholes.

When it’s ti for Q&A, don’t hesitate.”

Big Nose displayed a slightly troubled expression, seemingly reluctant to get embroiled in the factional entanglents.

Little Eyes narrowed his eyes once again, hunching slightly, with his eye bags contracting.

On stage, a deep voice began resonating through every corner of the small auditorium via the microphone.

“Hello everyone, I’m Nan Zhubin,” he began formally, “Just now, Mr.

Weng shared a lot of knowledge about college consulting and crisis intervention.

Next, I will share a real intervention case to show how, when faced with specific issues, we can adjust ourselves and help others.”

Little Eyes was taken aback, “Is there a case study to listen to?”

“Moreover, this guy’s voice seems to have changed…”

For those studying psychology, with so background knowledge, listening to a case study is far more valuable than a general science lecture.

And for those not in psychology, just attending for interest, case studies greatly satisfy curiosity about psychological consultations.

While teachers and leaders conversed with Weng Pinting, the students began to focus intently, even more so than during the lecture.

“Before starting the lecture, let state that the case I’m sharing is only for educational purposes.

Key information has been anonymized, in accordance with consultant ethical confidentiality standards.”

“Even so, I hope everyone refrains from taking photos or discussing it casually after the lecture in other settings.”

Nan Zhubin maintained a serious expression.

“Senior, senior…

senior?”

At so unnoticed point, Little Eyes’ brow and forehead skin began to relax, his spirit focused, his mind opening up.

He seed soothed, seed captivated, and overall beca calm.

Soon after, he found himself in a state akin to attending a ntor’s group eting for the first ti, thirsting for knowledge.

The trivial concerns from his mind vanished without a trace.

When suddenly called by a fellow student beside him, he was montarily dazed, “What, what is it?”

“Senior, weren’t we supposed to find issues?

I’m listening to this case and it feels unfamiliar, not from our project group, right?”

“Yes…

yes, it should be a case he found after being expelled.”

“Senior, I’m having a hard ti, can’t seem to pinpoint any issues, how about you?”

“Well, well of course there are, let listen more.

The following will touch on his intervention thods, there must be loopholes in there, listen carefully as well.”