Jason watched at the street corner for a while and saw the faint shadow of a car floating over. He turned to the red hood and said: "Later, if you stop in the middle of the road, tell me you are a gangster collecting protection money. I want you."
Open the cabin and check for contraband."
"Isn't this okay?" Red Hood objected. He said, "Although I don't know much about gang rules, the places where gangs set up checkpoints are fixed. If you stop in the middle of the road, the truck driver will just hit you.
.”
"I didn't expect that you still have some experience. Have you driven a truck in Gotham before?" Jason asked as he looked at the Red Hood. The Red Hood's heart shuddered. He found that this child was more perceptive than he thought.
Red Hood shook his head, and Jason continued to explain: "Gotham's drivers do this, but the drivers are not Gotham's drivers. They are all transferred from other places by the rich guys. They are scared to death when they see the gangsters.
Especially since you look like a mental patient now, he will definitely open the car door and let us check you out without saying a word."
"When the time comes, I will get into the warehouse and follow the truck into the hotel. You don't have to get in the car. Just stay at the public phone booth on the road we just came from. Once you succeed, you can pick me up here..."
Red Hood did not raise any objections to this plan. In fact, there were no objections to raise. It sounded perfect, but he still asked: "Are you sure you can escape from the hotel unscathed?"
"I'm not sure." Jason shook his head and said, "I have never been to a high-end hotel like this. I have no idea what the environment inside is like or who will be there, but it doesn't matter. There are
When the time comes, you just have to take a gamble."
The red hood has fallen silent, but the plan is still going on. The truck's light shines from around the corner, and the shadow reflected on the wall is like a sun.
The sun returns from the west to the east, and time flows back to earlier in the day.
One hand reached out to the lampshade and adjusted the position of the desk lamp. The hand holding the pen slowly lowered his hand. A sigh came out and Schiller rubbed his eyebrows.
There was a knock on the door, and Schiller said, "Please come in."
Evans appeared outside the door. He was holding a record book in his hand. He walked in while reading and said: "Professor, the pathological analysis of the patient in Ward 2 has been completed. Do you want to take a look?"
Schiller pointed to the table, and Evans gave him the book in his hand. Schiller picked it up, looked at it, and said, "It's a good write-up. Send it to Dr. Brand, and treat it according to this."
"Evans, your grades are good. You should be able to select outstanding graduates. You go and prepare the materials. I will help you report to the Academic Affairs Office. If you are selected, you will not only get a bonus, but you can also find teachers on campus to write you letters of recommendation.
, go to graduate school.”
"Thank you, Professor, but I don't plan to participate in the selection." Evans said apologetically, "Because I think it's a bit unfair. After all, I am actually two people studying, and I have twice as much time as others."
Schiller raised an eyebrow and said: "It seems that you care about academic fairness, but in fact, your situation is also a special situation, and it should be within the selection range... Oh, by the way, Gotham University seems to be
There is sickness benefit, have you received it?”
Evans shook his head, and Schiller took out a piece of paper from the drawer and said, "I will give you a diagnostic report for dissociative identity disorder. Remember to pick it up when you go back to school next week..."
Evans looked at Schiller and smiled and said, "Professor, you seem to be very happy. Have you encountered anything happy?"
Schiller paused while holding the paper and said, "It's a happy thing. I found a very talented student. He's smart, sharp, and willing to think..."
"In the past few days while tutoring him, I feel refreshed. Oh, by the way, the reason why I feel refreshed is not just him, but also Bruce Wayne. He finally stopped coming to school." Schiller
He leaned back in the chair and said very relaxedly.
"I was just about to ask, where did Bruce go?" Evans asked with some confusion. He said, "Lex from the lower grade came to see him before, but I don't know where he went.
, so I couldn’t tell him.”
"Bruce? He should be lying in the hospital now. He was discharged some time ago.
Something happened, he was seriously injured, but he recovered quickly and is expected to be discharged from the hospital next week." Schiller said while writing the diagnosis report.
Then, he paused his hand and said, "Would you think it's a little unfair if I let Bruce Wayne graduate?"
"What's unfair?" Evans shook his head and said, "We all know that he will graduate. Even if he is delayed, he will definitely graduate."
"Besides, whether he has a diploma or not will not affect the Wayne Group. He can never graduate. In this case, it doesn't matter whether he graduates or not."
Schiller paused with his hand and said, "Are you sure all students think this way?"
"What's wrong? Professor, why do you suddenly want Bruce Wayne to graduate again? Didn't you say before that he didn't have enough credits?"
Schiller sighed and stood up, came to the window and looked at the sky outside, and said: "The paper is indeed very important, because you must first master the theoretical knowledge before you can use it in practice."
"However, if you have found your own way in practice, then rules, regulations and restrictions should not become an obstacle that restricts your steps, otherwise it will become another kind of academic misconduct."
"If you want to remain impartial, you must acknowledge every aspect of the professional level, rather than just focusing on the theory." Schiller lowered his eyes and sighed, "Besides, if we have to talk about the theoretical level,
The paper he revised last time was barely acceptable and could be used as an undergraduate thesis."
"The only thing that gives me a headache is that he didn't participate in the first round of internship, and he also missed the second round of internship. It's impossible to get the credits anyway..." Schiller rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I have never thought that I am better than Bruce Wei.
En is more worried about his graduation."
"To be honest, professor, if you hadn't stopped him from graduating, no one would have thought it was strange that he graduated successfully." Evans pinched his fingers and said, "After all, the fact that he is rich, everyone
It is obvious to all that even for the sponsorship of Wayne Group over the years, no one would make things difficult for him."
"Do you think I'm too strict?" Schiller asked.
"Gotham needs a strict teacher like this." Evans also looked out the window and said.
"I know that every student is different. If I ask them for the same goal, it will have no other effect except exposing my own arrogance and may destroy their confidence."
Schiller said calmly as always.
"I thought I set the right standards for Bruce Wayne, but I found that my standards for him were too high and too low."
Evans couldn't understand what Schiller was talking about, but Schiller seemed to be talking to himself. He said: "It may be a bit too much to ask a mental patient who lost his parents when he was young to achieve excellent results, but
, the progress he has made in practice is astonishingly fast.”
"If the standard is set too high, his mental stability is not enough to allow him to devote himself to focused study. But if the standard is set too low, his amazing talent is wasted... How can we make a fair judgment?
His achievements in psychology?"
"Are you bothered by this, Professor?" Evans asked, but then he said very bluntly: "I think I have a good suggestion."
"What advice?" Schiller looked at him and asked.
"I think the best way to judge a person's professional level in psychology is through practical application."
"You mean, let him become a doctor?" Schiller shook his head and said, "No, his mental state cannot be treated by others. It cannot maintain an excited output state for a long time, otherwise it may be harmful to himself.
It affects the mental stability..."
"No, I'm not referring to medical applications, but applications in daily life." Evans spread his hands and said, "Actually, in daily life, we have to analyze people's psychology and sense other people's emotions all the time.
, take correct response actions.”
"If you master this skill proficiently, you will also get a lot of conveniences in daily life. For example, when a person has a certain emotion
, we can use theoretical analysis to understand the causes of his emotions, so as to clarify the context behind the incident."
"If a person shows a certain state, then we can also speculate on his current psychology through rational analysis. If we can know the other person's psychology in advance, we can take the initiative in the conversation."
"You have indeed learned very well." Schiller praised. He said: "Many students only complain when memorizing, what is the use of memorizing so many definitions."
"Professor, I think this is a very useful subject. Alberto also thinks so. That's why we study very seriously because he thinks that through this course, we can detect the psychology of people. Once
They are not in the right situation and can react in advance."
"And what I said is that the test method that can best reflect the professional level is actually to allow him to enter another unfamiliar environment and achieve certain achievements through communication and communication with others."
"But how do you know that his achievements in this strange environment must be because of his high psychological level? What if it is because of other aspects?" Schiller asked.
"It depends on how well he has integrated into most groups in the new environment. If he uses other aspects to gain advantages, he may be treated as a guest and receive huge benefits, but he will not be deeply integrated into the local group."
"On the contrary, if he really integrated into most groups in a short period of time, it means that in addition to his natural emotional intelligence and emotional perception, he must have used professional skills."
Schiller nodded, looked at Evans and said with a smile: "I just mentioned that I found a new talented student, but I forgot that there is another one standing here..."
Evans lowered his head and smiled modestly, and said: "I'm really sorry, Professor, because my background is a bit special, so I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to go very far on the academic road. You have paid so much.
I spent time and energy, but I didn’t get a proud disciple.”
Schiller turned back and sat down behind his desk. He said, "My godfather once asked me about your studies. I answered truthfully, but I didn't praise you too much, because I didn't want him to be interested in psychology."
I have too high expectations for studying this major.”
"If you don't have this talent, it will bring you a lot of pain, but if you have such a talent, this pain is unavoidable. It's just that for people with talent, if they don't go through systematic study, this talent will
It may become a disease that plagues him throughout his life, and if he learns it, he may be able to cure the disease over a long period of time.”
"I think that's the case with the very talented student. He has too many questions waiting to be answered. If he never gets answers and becomes like an alien, sooner or later he will feel broken."
"Psychology cannot completely answer his questions. There is no subject in this world that can fill the heart of such a person, but at least it can let him know that he is normal and will not fall into a deeper abyss."
"I once told my godfather that if you study psychology, you will either go crazy or die..."
"But in fact, the causal relationship is completely opposite. Only lunatics and people who want to die will really want to study this subject in depth."
This chapter has been completed!