Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?! Chapter 603 - Capítulo 603: 564: Ever-Fresh Learning, Endles

Capítulo 603: Chapter 564: Ever-Fresh Learning, Endless Knowledge

Bai Qinghua waved his hand to signal his disciple to calm down: “Anyway, Liu Jiahang has left now, but our company has no one to fill his position for the ti being. Your senior sister can’t co back for a while either…”

Chonghui, who was still angry, imdiately put on a sour face after hearing Bai Qinghua’s words: “Teacher, you won’t want to take on more of the company’s work, will you? I’m already swamped…”

Bai Qinghua’s expression turned bitter for a mont as quickly as a micro expression and then imdiately put on the majestic look of a teacher: “I know, I’ll keep an eye on things for you. And now you have your junior, you can work together… if not, I’ll give you more bonuses!”

Chonghui’s mood didn’t improve in the slightest. He mumbled sothing like “Every ti they say they’ll keep an eye on things, but in the end, they just play gas, and the hardest work is left to us.”

At that mont, Bai Qinghua felt his dignity as a teacher being challenged and suddenly turned the computer screen to show Chonghui, proving his innocence.

“What now? I am working too!”

On Bai Qinghua’s computer screen, there was a Word docunt being typed. In the top left corner of the screen, the docunt’s na was displayed –

“Common Disaster Psychological Crisis Intervention Manual (Part II)”

Chonghui saw this docunt and, after glancing at Bai Qinghua in surprise, said honestly: “I ca to see you today because of this issue.”

Chonghui sat down in front of Bai Qinghua: “I need so data while organizing this draft, but the hospital is unwilling to give it to . They said we need to discuss it ourselves. I brought my tablet with , so you can see if you can give them a call about these questions…”

As he spoke, Chonghui took out a tablet from his backpack.

“To the hospital?” Bai Qinghua blinked as if suddenly rembering sothing, “Oh, your junior is also going there—”

…

Nan Zhubin was unaware of what was happening in the teacher’s office.

Sitting on the sofa in the consultation room, Nan Zhubin first engaged in an Emotion Rebalancing for himself to calm his emotions a little.

The previous consultation had been quite a shock to Nan Zhubin. Although a short rest had helped, humans are not machines, and even for Nan Zhubin, it was challenging to subjectively assess whether he was truly “calm.”

To complete today’s final consultation with high quality, it was crucial to be in the best consulting state.

After all, if the visitor in front of him had so more challenging issues, anything could happen…

As if washed by a clear spring, after a slight sense of fatigue, only a clear mind was left.

Nan Zhubin blinked and observed the visitor in front of him.

A male wearing a slim-fitting thin sweater indoors, it was evident that his physique was quite robust. Although not as much as Chonghui, overall, he had a very masculine presence.

His hairstyle was neat, slightly curly with a shell-like cut, and his facial stubble was ticulously grood.

“Teacher.” After a simple self-introduction, the visitor proposed his request: “I want to learn so… ways to control my emotions. Can you teach ?”

Obviously, it couldn’t be taught directly just like that.

Nan Zhubin showed a professional smile: “Have you encountered situations around you now where you need to control your emotions?”

The visitor’s expression beca slightly unnatural: “Around … quite a lot, I feel that so things around seem quite absurd in the eyes of ordinary people, like I have a friend…”

Nan Zhubin remained expressionless but smiled slightly in his heart.

An afternoon, and this is the second ti he’s encountered this type of story opening.

And this ti, the situation was not quite the sa as the first.

Nan Zhubin didn’t expose it, at least not directly now, just quietly listened to the visitor’s narration.

The next second, he indeed heard the visitor start to hurriedly enrich the story’s details: “That friend of mine, he’s my childhood buddy, I’ve known him since he was very young, and I’m quite familiar with his family situation…”

The visitor adjusted his sitting posture, looked up at Nan Zhubin for a mont, then quickly and seemingly nonchalantly shifted his gaze away.

“His life, how to say… especially dramatic, I thought if you, teacher, could design a way to control emotions according to his situation, then it might work for too…”

Nan Zhubin smiled: “If it’s just thods like deep breathing to calm the mood, that’s useful for everyone. But since you’ve co for psychological consultation, you’re obviously not looking for such common thods.”

The visitor nodded continuously.

“But ’emotional control’ in the psychological sense is targeted at specific emotions of specific individuals. You can understand it as ‘personal customization,’ which doesn’t have the universality of ‘if it works for one person, it works for another that you ntioned.’

Seeing the visitor’s silent expression, Nan Zhubin smiled: “However, since you voluntarily brought up your ‘friend’s’ experience, I think it’s very significant to you, and ‘your friend’ has certainly affected you to so degree.”

The visitor nodded repeatedly.

“This consultation costs your consultation fee, but if you are willing, you can share your friend’s story with ,” Nan Zhubin chuckled.

He could obviously see through the visitor’s rough disguise. But in the initial stage of consultation, going along with this disguise is not out of the question, as it is at least possible to collect in-depth information when the consultation relationship is still unstable.

As for this disguise, it can be gradually overco later.

Of course, so schools might reprimand the visitor’s behavior, but Nan Zhubin doesn’t need to right now.

The visitor’s tense face slightly relaxed, and he said: “That friend of mine… had a rather poor family atmosphere since he was a child. Living next to him, I could often hear his father abusing him. Those crying and smashing sounds, it was all very dramatic.”

“Uh… I had a good relationship with that friend, so he tells everything. A bit older, around when he was in college, he told that he couldn’t fall in love because he found himself unable to like girls.”

“He was very disappointed,” the visitor’s expression turned serious, “He told he hardly had any familial love and always sought love, but now he can’t find love either.”

“He… admitted he’s love-deprived, even to the point where he tested whether he was gay. As long as the person, whether male or female, made him feel loved, that would be enough.”

At this point, the visitor shook his head, looking very lancholic: “But later… uh, he told that during the tests, he found himself physically repelled by n, feeling like vomiting, couldn’t be gay, so he failed.”

Seeing the visitor’s expression, Nan Zhubin for a mont didn’t know whether to congratulate him or share in the disappointnt.

“By the way, how did your ‘friend’ try during this period?”

Nan Zhubin asked directly: “Do you know how your friend tried?”

The visitor’s expression suddenly stalled, his eyes showing signs of deep mory retrieval.

After that, he swallowed hard several tis, as if suppressing so physiological impulse.

With a stiff face, the visitor said: “Specifically… I’m not really sure, maybe just so attempts at intimate actions, anyway, it failed, my friend ended up being heterosexual.”

Nan Zhubin nodded to show he understood, guiding the direction: “You say your friend also needs to control his emotions, what exactly is his situation?”

Seeing the visitor’s expression suddenly co to life, he seed about to open up.

However, before he spoke, he added: “Teacher, this stuff… it’s just psychological consultation, and because you are a male teacher, I feel comfortable telling you.”

This sentence was the visitor giving himself the courage to continue his story.

Nan Zhubin was taken aback, suddenly having a bad premonition.

“It’s just that later, he had a very fierce girlfriend who liked to slap him at any mont. Most people couldn’t bear it, right? But he, on the contrary, felt that the pain on his face made his usually gloomy mood feel much better…”

“He quickly dated an even more dramatic girlfriend afterward…”