Black curtains covered the sky, and the silver glow of the stars and moon poured out over the ground. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoSuch a quiet night is destined to be lonely and sleepless for some people.

Wei Youqi stayed at the teacher's house tonight, accompanied by the teacher's close relatives, and quietly waited for the dawn to come.

There was nothing to say all night, and they were all full of thoughts, everyone was thinking about the past with Professor Lu, and as soon as they closed their eyes, the kind appearance would unconsciously appear in everyone's minds.

Wei Youqi didn't remember how that night had passed, it seemed that a long time had passed, and it seemed like the sky was dawning in the blink of an eye. He was the first to go out and buy breakfast for everyone. The dead are gone, and the living still have to face life strongly.

When Lu Ying came back, the house had been arranged into a mourning hall. Wei Youqi looked at Lu Ying, whose eyes were red, and could see that she must have cried on the plane. But in front of her mother Kong Yun, she didn't leave a single tear, she seemed to comfort her relatives, and seemed to convey Kong Yun's determination to live bravely.

Looking at Lu Ying, who was two years younger than him, Wei Youqi was a little embarrassed. Although her face was haggard, her determined gaze comforted everyone.

At the teacher's funeral, Wei Youqi and Lu Ying supported Kong Yun to thank their relatives and friends. The president, dean, and director of Sanjiang University, as well as several professors who have a good relationship with each other, also came to mourn. Television reporters also stood at the back of the line, reporting on Professor Lui's funeral to a national audience, and the whole country observed a moment of silence in honor of the psychology professor. At the age of 53, this scholar, who had devoted himself to the development of psychology in his country, had finally completed his last journey in this world.

The funeral is over, and everything is settled, but for some it is destined to be a new beginning......

The teacher has been gone for half a month, and Wei Youqi has only stepped into this university campus full of memories again. At the invitation of the dean, he will continue to complete the projects that the teacher did not complete during his lifetime, which can be regarded as his last effort for the teacher!

Lu Ying did not return to the United States, she planned to stay and accompany Kong Yun well. For her father, she felt guilty. I haven't been home for three years, but after I came back, I have been separated from my father forever, and the taste of regret has always lingered in Lu Ying's heart, if she can come back sooner, can she see her father again, or can she change something, so that her father will not leave prematurely.

There is a song that sings: I want to be the same as before/Hold your warm palm/But you're not by my side/Ask the breeze to carry away your health."

Can you really use everything to keep you for a long time? Maybe only by losing, can we know how to cherish it more! This is one truth after another that time has taught us on the road to growth.

Wei Youqi opened Professor Lu's long-standing laboratory, which was full of various instruments and reagents, and of course, the most important ones were books. It has witnessed the teacher's scientific research achievements one after another, and also carried his learning life bit by bit.

The knowledge learned in psychology may seem simple, but if you really want to study it or pursue this profession in the future, you need to master more other professional knowledge. This knowledge is vast and disorganized, and can only be gradually mastered through long-term accumulation and learning.

For example, you have to try all kinds of chemical reagents and medicines, which can make people hallucinogenic effects, which ones are more suitable for heart patients, which gases can make people feel cool, and which drugs can fall asleep quickly......

The various theories of physics must be studied thoroughly, and even all experiments must be accurate to the minute, and the teacher has taught him many times: the experiment must be rigorous, even if it is one ten-thousandth of an error, it may fail, and even make people die.

It can be said that to become an excellent psychologist, you must also be proficient in the study of philosophy, history, literature, chemistry, physics, biology and other disciplines.

I remember that the teacher once treated a patient, who was a national athlete and had won many shooting medals on behalf of China. However, suddenly one day, he no longer dared to shoot, and his hands would tremble every time he picked up a gun.

To this end, the teacher specially learned about shooting, and went to the arena every day to train with the athlete, and finally he found out the real reason for the athlete's stage fright:

Because every time before training, the coach would make him shout: "I want to win the gold medal!" "It worked well at first, but as he won gold after gold, the pressure on him became heavier and heavier, and it was no longer his dream to win a gold medal, it became a pressure on him.

Secondly, the target is made up of concentric circles, and this pattern magnifies the athlete's psychological senses, thus exacerbating his stress and tension.

Also, there is recoil after each shot, and when the bullet comes out of the chamber, the hand holding the gun will shake with it. It is this kind of flutter that will remind him, consciously or unconsciously, that he must hit the bull's-eye.

It was under the influence of many aspects that the psychological pressure on the athlete increased, and he could no longer become a sharpshooter.

Knowing the crux of the problem, the teacher began to treat him. First of all, I communicated with the coach and changed the slogan before training to "Attack with all your might, no regrets!" It was this slogan that made other coaches follow suit and became a must-say for all athletes before shooting.

Then, the teacher did psychological counseling for the athlete, amplifying the psychological impact of the target on him, so that he could treat the target as the real murderer who stopped him from shooting every time, and you can be fearless if you defeat it! And the tremor after the shooting, thinking of it as the real murderer in his heart, was afraid and trembled.

Eventually, the athlete was relieved of his demons and wrote a new chapter for the nation's shooting sport. After that treatment, the teacher fell in love with shooting and became a professional shooting enthusiast.

So, in psychology, you will encounter all kinds of challenges, and you will also have to learn all kinds of knowledge. With knowledge reserves, we can better solve problems for people from all walks of life.

Gently stroking the hand-copied notes left by the teacher on the bookshelf, Wei Youzhi was full of emotion in his heart. He admired the teacher, as if there was no knowledge he didn't know. Even the professors of the history department in the school often came to him to ask questions, and the history professor once bluntly said: "Professor Lu analyzes historical problems more thoroughly than me!" "What kind of height can a person reach to be so praised by a professor of history!

Wei Youqi slowly retracted his thoughts and opened the teacher's unfinished note-taking report: "The Effect of Dreams on Spirits".

This is a subject that he and his teacher are working on, and these days he even wonders if the teacher's death has something to do with it. Why did the teacher die in a dream? What kind of dream did he have?

For this topic, he and the teacher conducted repeated investigations and evidence collection, and even experimented with himself, that is, because after repeated dream tests, Wei Youqi kept having that strange dream, he reported the test results to the teacher, and the teacher immediately stopped the experiment on him, trying to hypnosis to restore him to normal dreams, but to no avail. Faced with the guilty teacher, Wei Youqi could only lie to him, saying that he no longer had that nightmare, and the teacher felt a little comforted.

After reading the books and materials for a day, Wei Youzhi was a head and two years old, and he admired the teacher even more, and he might persist in a day or two, but it is really not something ordinary people can persist in consulting, analyzing, and experimenting day after day.

Just as Wei Youqi was about to go home to rest, there was a knock on the door of the laboratory.

"Come in!" Wei Youqi said weakly.

Hearing the response, a middle-aged uncle pushed the door open.

"It's Uncle Wang!" Wei Youqi knew him, he was Uncle Wang in the mailroom downstairs, and he often came to deliver letters to the teacher.

"Well, there is a period! I've heard about Professor Lu, so don't be too upset. By the way, Professor Lu and you are not here these days, and the letters are all pressing on me! Uncle Wang handed over a stack of letters, "By the way, there is another letter for you!" ”

Wei Youzhi smiled politely, "Well, thank you, Uncle Wang!" ”

"Then you are busy, I won't bother!"

After sending Uncle Wang away, Wei Youqi found his letter and said to himself: "I've grown so big, I don't seem to have received a letter yet!" I don't know who sent it? ”

Couldn't wait to open the envelope, there was only a silver key and a note inside, and Wei Youzhi pulled the note out.

"Haike Building 1801 - Lu Song"

Looking at the handwriting of the charcoal pen, he confirmed that it was the teacher's handwriting.

"Was it a letter from my teacher before his death? Why did he write to me? Is this telling me to go here? At this time, Wei Youqi was confused.

With too many doubts and incomprehensions in his heart, he took a taxi to Haike Building, which is an office building, and Wei Youqi came to the front desk.

"Hello sir! How can I help you? The front desk lady was enthusiastic about inquiring.

"I want to ask, which company is on the eighteenth floor?"

"There is no company on the eighteenth floor for the time being."

"No company? How can it be! Can I go up and have a look? ”

"I'm sorry, sir. You cannot enter without a reservation. The front desk lady politely declined.

"What to do? What exactly is the teacher going to say? Is it for me to look for something? Wei Youqi thanked him and left the service desk. Just when he was at a loss, he caught a glimpse of a row of mailboxes next to him.

"That's right! Key! Wei Youqi thought of the silver key in the envelope.

"I guess it's an open mailbox!" Thinking of this, he hurried to the mailbox.

"1801, this should be it!" The silver key was smoothly inserted into the lock hole, rotated slightly, and the "pop~" door opened, and a cardboard box lay quietly in the mailbox.

Wei Youqi opened the carton, and inside was a heavy old-fashioned notebook and a closed Erlenmeyer flask containing a clear green liquid.

Closing the lid of the box, Wei Youzhi held the box in both hands and left here with a stomach full of questions.