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Chapter 37 I don't know what this emotion is, what about you? (Please continue reading)

"This is the first use of my micro-expression analysis: to deeply analyze an individual by establishing a baseline; and the second use is to judge the behavioral tendencies of a group by using superficial expressions, which can also be used now."

"For example -"

Nan Zhuren looked at the faces of the other counselors: "The expressions on your faces tell me that my interpretation of Teacher Yang was correct."

hiss--

All the counselors involuntarily sat up straight.

Several people began to nod involuntarily, using unconscious body language to affirm Nan Zhuren.

His chin, now lowered by about 4 degrees, was about the same height as everyone else's, making it less likely to visually and somewhat forcibly showcase his beautiful beard.

He was already considering whether to find a suitable time to sit down...

"Oh right, Teacher Hu's expression was also quite interesting."

The bearded man suddenly realized that it was a bit too late to sit down now.
“When you just mentioned your visitors, you had a lot of interesting reactions: your chin would lift up and the corners of your mouth would turn up from time to time; and when you talked about some visitors confiding in you and needing your empathy, your lips would purse and your eyebrows would furrow slightly—sorry, these aren’t really ‘micro’ expressions, they’re too ‘big’ for me to notice.”

The bearded man swallowed hard.

"The reaction in your chin and the corners of your mouth reached its peak when everyone applauded. Because I don't know you well enough, I can't say for sure what emotion that is."

The bearded man breathed a slight sigh of relief, his chest calming down after a deep breath.

"But interestingly, this kind of emotion, which I can't quite judge, also appears from time to time when you're facing your colleagues, and the intensity fluctuates. For example, when facing Teacher Bai, Teacher Wang, and Teacher Ye, this emotion is there, but it's not strong—"

Nan Zhuren waved his palm upwards repeatedly, pointing out the man in the white shirt, the man with thick glasses, and several other consultants beside the table. They were all among the more senior consultants at the center.

"But for other teachers, your emotions are much stronger. It may be because of your cervical spine problem that your chin doesn't change much, but the corners of your mouth and eyes will turn up very obviously."

This time, Nan Zhuren's hand swept over the young, less experienced consultants.

As Nan Zhuren waved his hand.

Whether they were junior or senior consultants, they all narrowed their eyes slightly when they saw the bearded man, their eyes lifted, and their eye bags tightened.

“Only when you’re with Sister Pingting do you not show that kind of unknown emotion that you usually show when you mention visitors,” Nan Zhuren added.

The consultant in the white shirt couldn't help but chuckle.

"Ah."

The bespectacled consultant tossed his pen aside, crossed his arms, leaned back in his chair, and tilted his head to look at the bearded man.

“Oh, by the way, you also showed that frowning and pursing-lip reaction when you need to empathize with the client just now,” Nan Zhuren thought for a moment and added, “It was the same reaction you showed when you looked at Teacher Yang.”

Bald Yang Meng looked up.

……

Weng Pingting rested her chin on her left hand, and then, perhaps a little tired, switched to the other hand.

If the way she looked at Nan Zhuren just now was level 4 interest, then it's now level 5.

She had previously heard Nan Zhuren's assessment of Chen Ting's fake "depression" and had also witnessed Nan Zhuren's confrontation with Bald Yang in the office.

But this was the first time I had ever seen Nan Zhuren demonstrate his micro-expression analysis skills so directly.

It was as if the white-shirted consultant saw another white shirt, the bearded consultant saw another handsome beard, and Weng Pingting's eyes couldn't help but sparkle when she looked at Nan Zhuren.

However, since today's theme was a case study exchange meeting, and seeing that the situation was deviating from the main topic, she coughed lightly twice to bring everyone's attention back.

"Everyone has gone a bit off-topic. Also, Teacher Hu, please don't interrupt other teachers when they are speaking. If you have a question, please wait for them to finish speaking first."

"Sit down first." The bearded man nodded absentmindedly, his chin almost touching his neck, and sat down as if granted a pardon.

"Then, Teacher Nan, please continue."

"it is good."

Nan Zhuren nodded: "Where were we? Teacher Hu frowned and pursed her lips at Teacher Yang?"

Weng Pingting smiled and said, "Speaking of how you used the 'confrontation' method to build a good consulting relationship."

“Oh right.” Nan Zhuren picked up the folder in her hand very naturally. “Then, based on the emotional assessment I just made, I collected more information about the client and determined that her situation was more consistent with the symptoms of post-traumatic stress disorder, as follows…”

"For subsequent intervention, we plan to use the systematic desensitization method."

"Family therapy may also be necessary depending on the situation..."

Nan Zhuren spoke slowly. A professional counselor's speech is naturally clear and articulate, and Nan Zhuren's voice was as outstanding as his appearance. Coupled with the skills he had just inadvertently displayed, the other counselors at the table listened attentively like students.

There were no further actions or discussions.

swish—swish—

This is the sound of a stenographer's pen nib scratching against paper.

"However, since the client did not return for a second consultation, no follow-up plan was implemented, and this is all we have for this case at the moment."

"--above."

Nan Zhuren looked around and asked, "What advice do you teachers have for me?"

Swoosh—pause.

As soon as the stenography pens stopped, the consultants exchanged subtle glances with their familiar colleagues.

Then came applause that was social in nature, but not so social.

Weng Pingting smiled and let the applause continue for the time appropriate to the meeting's agenda, then continued to control the situation: "Next, is there any other teacher who would like to share a case study?"

The case exchange continued, and Nan Zhuren remained unaffected, listening attentively to each consultant's sharing, hoping to absorb knowledge from it.

Until half an hour later.

That's all for today. Everyone go back and organize your materials, and then carefully prepare for the visitors you have coming.

Learning is just a side benefit; consultants working for companies still need to apply everything they learn to their jobs.

"By the way, I'm giving a lecture at Jiangdu University at the end of the month and need an assistant. I plan to bring Professor Nan first. Are there any other suggestions?"

The bearded man, who had been looking down, suddenly paused, his handsome chin, which had been touching his neck, lifting back to a normal height: "Can you bring two people?"

“More than two.” Weng Pingting nodded. “As long as we don’t have any appointments scheduled that day. But if there are too many people, we still need to screen them and reserve enough staff to be on duty.”

"Then, can I sign up?" The bearded man seemed to realize something.

Weng Pingting replied matter-of-factly, "Sure."

"The rest of you can go back and think about it. If you want to sign up, just come find me before you leave work. That's all for now."

Then she suddenly turned her head: "Teacher Nan, please stay for a moment."

Nan Zhuren, who was about to get up and leave, stopped.

(End of this chapter)