At eight o'clock, Zhuang Xiaolou walked into the classroom with Professor Xu.

This classroom, Zhuang Xiaolou is not the first time to come, because when he had an open class, he was also here.

It's just a little different that today he is no longer a student, but a teaching assistant.

"How to relax without me teaching you, right?" Professor Xu looked at the students in the audience and asked in a low voice to Zhuang Xiaolou on the side.

Zhuang Xiaolou nodded, as a psychiatrist, he has many ways to relax himself.

And when he really stood here, looking at the strange and slightly immature faces sitting in the audience, Zhuang Xiaolou's heart became very calm, and there was a trace of nostalgia in the calm.

At the beginning, I was one of them, sitting in the crowd and quietly listening to Professor Xu's lecture. It's just that in the blink of an eye, I have graduated for almost two years.

...

"Hello everyone, my name is Xu Zhixing." With a smile on his face, Professor Xu began his lecture.

The method and content of the lecture are exactly the same as those in Zhuang Xiaolou's memory, and even Zhuang Xiaolou has a feeling of returning to the past.

This made Zhuang Xiaolou very surprised, you must know that there were not only students sitting in the audience, but also several college leaders and two "peers" who came to listen to the lecture as Professor Xu said before.

And in Professor Xu's private words, this so-called lecture is actually to put it bluntly, it is to "pick thorns".

Everyone is a "bigwig" figure in psychology, and no one will convince anyone.

It is inevitable that the matter of "asking for advice" will be followed.

Zhuang Xiaolou was very puzzled, the teacher gave a lecture step by step like this, isn't this a chance to pick on the other party?

Sure enough, during the recess, an old man in the audience who looked older than Professor Xu finally couldn't help it.

"Xiao Xu, your teaching mode should also be changed, right?" The old man smiled, but his words were sharp.

"I know that the current teaching pays attention to a new idea, and students are willing to take the initiative to seek knowledge, so that the quality of teaching can improve."

"You've been using this book for some years, right? Haven't you thought about improving it? ”

Zhuang Xiaolou glanced at the identity card in front of the old man: Song Zhonglin - executive committee member and vice chairman of the National Psychological Association.

Zhuang Xiaolou was slightly stunned, this identity is quite weighty in the industry.

He remembered that his teacher once said that there are three executive committees of the National Psychological Society, and each of them is a figure with a certain influence in the World Psychological Society.

In contrast, the role of the vice chairman is much weaker. Because the representatives of each province of the National Psychological Association have such an identity.

For example, his teacher, Xu Xingzhi is one of them.

"Old Song, I've been talking about this for so many years, and I can't change it now." Professor Xu smiled lightly, "It's not as good as Old Song, you are not old!" ”

The corners of Zhuang Xiaolou's mouth couldn't help twitching, he was not a good talker.

You say I don't know how to be flexible and can't keep up with the times? But don't forget, no matter how young your heart is, it can't change the fact that you are already old!

When Song Zhonglin heard this, his heart suddenly became angry, and he snorted coldly: "So you haven't taught a decent student for so many years."

Professor Xu raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled, laughing so that Zhuang Xiaolou panicked for a while.

"That's not necessarily, Old Song! Xiaolou, come and see Song Lao. Professor Xu beckoned to Zhuang Xiaolou on the side.

Zhuang Xiaolou's face darkened, is this to push himself down the "spotlight"?

"Old Song." Zhuang Xiaolou stepped forward, bowed slightly and smiled.

"What is this?" Song Zhonglin was slightly puzzled.

"My apprentice, Zhuang Xiaolou." Professor Xu explained.

Song Zhonglin looked surprised and looked at Zhuang Xiaolou carefully.

"This is your second apprentice, right? When was it received? Song Zhonglin couldn't help but ask.

Zhuang Xiaolou's temperament was too stable, so he didn't think that this would be Professor Xu's apprentice at all.

But Zhuang Xiaolou was slightly stunned, he always thought that he was the teacher's first apprentice, because he had never heard the teacher mention that he also had a senior brother or sister.

"I have accepted it a long time ago, but I haven't said it to the outside world." Professor Xu said with a smile, he was nine points satisfied with Zhuang Xiaolou's apprentice.

As for that point, it was because Zhuang Xiaolou was too lazy, and he gave him many suggestions, but he always went in and out of his left ear.

Song Zhonglin naturally saw Professor Xu's pride, and immediately couldn't help but look at Zhuang Xiaolou twice.

"I don't know where to go?" Song Zhonglin asked with a smile.

Naturally, these words were asked to Zhuang Xiaolou.

Zhuang Xiaodao glanced at his teacher, and then replied: "I opened a heart clinic."

The corners of Professor Xu's mouth twitched slightly, because this was what he was most dissatisfied with Zhuang Xiaolou.

In the field of psychology, the most controversial job is to open your own clinic.

Because many people who are not good at psychology have run to do this.

"Oh?" Song Zhonglin held back the smile in his heart and said to Professor Xu: "Xiao Xu, you said that since you have accepted the apprentice, you will teach it well, this is too much to say that he will open a clinic by himself, right?"

"Could it be that you, an apprentice, also teach like you usually teach students?"

In just two sentences, every sentence in the sentence is thorny and pressing.

not only mocked Professor Xu, but also ridiculed Zhuang Xiaolou.

Will people who really learn be reduced to running their own clinics?

Professor Xu's face suddenly became a little ugly, and he was about to refute, but he was preempted by Zhuang Xiaolou.

Zhuang Xiaolou was originally reluctant to argue with this old Song or something, he was too offended to say it, the other party came to target his teacher, and before his teacher didn't speak, it was indeed his turn to speak.

But the other party is now targeting himself at the same time, and also at his own profession, which makes Zhuang Xiaolou a little unbearable.

What's wrong with opening a clinic? Is opening a clinic a sign of poor learning?

"Old Song, if I'm not mistaken, Dean Zhang of Yan University also opened a small clinic by himself at the beginning, right?" Zhuang Xiaolou asked with a smile.

Professor Zhang, whose real name is Lin Zhang, is the dean of the Department of Psychology at Yan University, and the executive committee member and chairman of the National Psychological Society!

One of the three most authoritative in the domestic industry, and the president of the True Psychology Society, not those dispensable vice presidents.

The only person in China who can speak more than the old Song in front of him in the psychology world.

Song Zhonglin's face froze, he didn't expect that this Zhuang Xiaolou would really dare to refute him, and he still used Zhang Lao to refute him.

Before Zhang Lao became the dean of the Department of Psychology of Beijing University, he ran a small clinic outside the home.

Later, this clinic became the largest psychological counseling institution in Yanjing, but Mr. Zhang was invited to join Yanjing University and became a professor in the Department of Psychology, and then the dean of the Department of Psychology today.

In the words of Zhang Lao when he accepted the invitation of Yan University:

Psychology should be better understood, so that more people can benefit!