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

Chapter 44 This is talent
A small commotion suddenly arose among the students watching.

"Senior brother, look, isn't that Nan Zhuren?"

"Are you seeing things? Nan Zhuren was clearly fired... Oh my god, it really is Nan Zhuren!"

Why did he come back? What is he doing now?

A boy with an unusually large nose and a student with unusually small eyes stared at Nan Zhuren not far away, their expressions filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Why would this person appear here at this time?
Just as they were about to get a closer look, they heard the young teacher shout from the side: "Everyone, stop crowding around! There are only three minutes left before class starts!"

The reminder of the time limit brought the students who were watching back to reality.

Under the guidance of teachers and security guards who rushed to the scene, the crowd quickly began to move in an orderly manner.

The surroundings finally became open and spacious.

"Senior brother," the big-nosed student whispered to the small-eyed student, "Look at Nan Zhuren, isn't he comforting that girl? What's that girl's current state...?"

"Panic attack." The small-eyed student squinted and made an accurate judgment.

He glanced in Nan Zhuren's direction, his gaze suggestive: "He's still so amazing... Wait, isn't that Teacher Weng Pingting next to him?"

The big-nosed student looked on with awe: "Is he the teacher of the lecture we're going to listen to later?"

……

Lectures at universities are usually promoted and registered for in advance.

Senior consultants like Weng Pingting, who are quite well-known in the industry, will also prepare promotional posters with their personal photos.

Weng Pingting is a rare and standard "beautiful consultant" in the industry, with many memorable features, which naturally left a deep impression on the students.

The two students, with small eyes and a big nose, who were attending a lecture in the afternoon, recognized Weng Pingting at a glance.

Therefore, at this moment, the collaboration between Nan Zhuren and Weng Pingting is very intriguing in the eyes of professional students.

"Teachers who come to give lectures usually bring their own students as teaching assistants. Could it be that Nan Zhuren has been taken in as a student by Teacher Weng...?"

The big-nosed student muttered to himself. But he didn't get the response he expected. He turned his head and saw the small-eyed student busy with his phone.

"Senior brother, what are you doing?"

“I have to tell the teacher that Nan Zhuren is back, and that he came back with Teacher Weng Pingting.” Her small eyes sparkled. “We need to know what to do next.”

"The teacher hasn't returned to China yet; there's a twelve-hour time difference between him and us," Big Nose reminded him.

The man with small eyes paused, then reluctantly put down his phone.

Ahead, the injured girl finally calmed down from her state of shock.

Several girls, who were either classmates or roommates, were already standing nearby. Upon seeing this, they quickly took the injured girl's arm from Weng Pingting and helped her up.

After that, Nan Zhuren and the others didn't need to worry about it anymore. The girls were happy to skip a class to take their friend to the infirmary for a checkup.

The young teacher leading the team then thanked and apologized to Weng Pingting, saying things like, "I'm sorry for the trouble."

The group gradually walked away.

"Senior brother, class is about to start, what should we do?" Big Nose urged, seeing that Nan Zhuren was about to disappear.

The small-eyed man took a deep breath: "Let's follow him and see."

……

"Can you please stop looking at me like that?" Nan Zhuren sighed.

Two steps away, Weng Pingting looked Nan Zhuren up and down, her eyes gleaming with curiosity beyond level 5. She clicked her tongue in amazement and asked, "How did you do that?"

"what?"

"The same words, once they come out of your mouth, immediately break through the sensory shielding of the state of fear."

Nan Zhuren thought for a moment and said, "Let's not use such an aggressive word as 'penetrate'. 'Appease' would be better."

"Ha." Weng Pingting couldn't help but laugh out loud, not letting Nan Zhuren change the subject. "So why is that?"

Nan Zhuren pretended to be deep in thought.

After a short while, he looked up and suddenly asked, "What do you think?"

Weng Pingting was taken aback. How did she end up being the one being questioned?
"You're asking me?" she said incredulously.

Nan Zhuren nodded matter-of-factly: "You see, when faced with the same individual in a state of fear, we said the same thing, right?"

Weng Pingting nodded.

"Then it didn't work for you, but it did for me, right?"

Weng Pingting nodded again.

"Isn't this a phenomenon that is very worthy of study?"

Nan Zhuren argued vehemently: "Using the same method on the same individual in the same state resulted in completely different reactions—isn't this worth exploring and researching to discover the patterns, so that we can better deal with similar situations in the future? Originally, I thought that Sister Pingting, as a consultant with far more experience than me, would definitely know the answer; but since you don't know it now, you're definitely better than me at researching the patterns behind this phenomenon, right?"

That's why I asked you.

Nan Zhuren spoke with absolute certainty.

This explanation didn't fool Weng Pingting at all; she quickly grasped the key words.

You mean, you yourself don't know?

Nan Zhuren nodded: "If I had to say, I think that speaking in a lower voice and a softer tone would make it easier to soothe people who are emotionally unstable."

Weng Pingting lowered her head in deep thought.

She felt both confused and understanding.

The reason she didn't understand was that, despite her limited knowledge, Weng Pingting couldn't comprehend Nan Zhuren's previous actions for a moment.

Weng Pingting had already thoroughly investigated Nan Zhuren's resume and background, so she would never believe that Nan Zhuren, a master's dropout in his early twenties, possessed any advanced skills that Weng Pingting didn't know.

Furthermore, emotional soothing itself does not require any advanced psychological counseling techniques, nor are there any advanced techniques. All techniques can only "alleviate" rather than "cure".

It's not even a "quick relief"—only psychiatric medications can "quickly relieve" panic.

Now, Nan Zhuren is actually using his voice to some extent to achieve the effect of psychiatric medication?
This judgment was hard for Weng Pingting to believe.

However, Weng Pingting later "understood".

Weng Pingting has a formal academic background and a very solid grasp of professional theory. She is the kind of researcher who explores and innovates in her field, rather than a student who buries herself in and studies past achievements.

Therefore, when her abundant experience and knowledge could not explain the situation, the remaining answer became quite clear.

“You didn’t use technique, you used talent,” Weng Pingting said decisively.

"Your voice has a natural talent; it can soothe people in a state of fear or even other extreme emotional states."

(End of this chapter)