After sitting at Xu's house for a while, Ms. Fang was about to leave. She and Tang Guangbo had now moved to a residence arranged by the state. Before leaving, she said to Xu Huo:
"Your Uncle Tang is very good at chatting. You can talk to him when you have time."
Xu Huo agreed and went to Tang Guangbo's office the next day.
The decoration style of the office is simple and elegant, but the cabinets on the wall and the desk are filled with some small items with boxes. Tang Guangbo was cleaning when he saw him put down the towel, and while cleaning his hands, he said: "You put the table
Move the things on top and sit down first."
Xu Huo did not approach the desk, but sat down on the sofa next to him.
When Tang Guangbo came out, he brought a cup of tea and a cup of coffee, and handed the tea to him, "I heard your mother said you don't like drinking coffee."
"I'm not used to drinking." Xu Huo took it and put it down, then asked, "Do you smoke?"
Tang Guangbo pointed to the sign on the back wall, "No smoking here."
Xu Huo put the cigarette case he took out on the table, "Why is this office so messy?"
"It's just been installed, it's normal to be a little messy." Tang Guangbo paused and said, "But you can also judge a person's mental state by the way the objects are moved and how they are placed."
He raised his glasses and smiled, "I invited you to sit at the desk, but you didn't agree. This means that you subconsciously don't want to have this conversation with me."
"No." Xu Huo said, "I just don't want to touch other people's things."
Tang Guangbo's smile did not change, "You have seen many psychiatrists before, and it is normal to have resistance to psychiatrists."
"To other doctors, people may be mentally ill, but from a scholar's point of view, any psychology is the product of emotions. Changes in a person's mentality are just the ups and downs of emotions. Strictly speaking, changes are not
It cannot be called a disease."
Xu Huo paused and said, "A psychiatrist also said this to me."
"I'm not seeking your sense of identity, or asking you to relax your psychological defenses." Tang Guangbo shook his head and said: "The distance and defenses between people are normal. I am not a doctor, and I don't want to study a person's mentality from a pathological perspective.
I just put forward a different perspective from the perspective of an outsider."
"The best evolution of human beings is thinking. If a person's thinking can be easily influenced by others, then this person's emotions must be unstable."
"Isn't this what a psychiatrist should do?" Xu Huo asked.
Tang Guangbo shook his head, "I'm not a psychiatrist."
Xu Huo chatted with him for a while before standing up to leave.
In the next week, in addition to special training with the painting girl, he went to Tang Guangbo's office to sit for a while almost every day.
During this period, he also met some players who were undergoing psychological counseling. He did not hear the detailed process, but judging from the players' expressions, his psychological counseling was useful.
"You're here again." Tang Guangbo poured him tea as usual.
Xu Huo picked it up and took a sip, "My mother also likes this tea."
Tang Guangbo looked gentle, "You didn't even want to drink tea when you came here a few days ago. I was worried that you might think your mother and I were inappropriate."
Xu Huo raised his head when he heard this, glanced at him and said, "You are much better than her."
Tang Guangbo shook his head repeatedly, "Don't let your mother hear this, otherwise my life will be difficult."
Xu Huo smiled slightly, put down the teacup and said, "You are very funny."
"Most of the professors and scholars I have met before are very serious, especially those who have studied some psychology knowledge. They are eager to see through the secrets of other people's hearts against the clock to satisfy their prying desire."
"You are different from them."
Tang Guangbo became interested, "What kind of person do you think I am?"
"A person who is good at observation." Xu Huo said: "A smart person who is good at observation."
Tang Guangbo maintained a polite and decent smile, "Maybe I also have some of the flaws of people who study psychology."
"You are different from them." After Xu Huo finished speaking, he stood up and left, and said: "I won't come again. I plan to go back to Tingcheng in two days. My friends are all there."
Tang Guangbo sent him out, "Come back and see your mother more often. Although she doesn't show it, she misses you very much."
"I understand." Xu Huo declined his offer to send him downstairs and left the government building alone.
In the office, Tang Guangbo returned to his desk, took out the medical records from the drawer, and added a summary under the words "excessive psychological defense", "indifferent to others", "indifferent among the common people", etc.
: "He is good at disguising his psychology for counter-induction, and has absolute self-confidence. He uses his own judgment instead of factual principles, and is extremely difficult to accept psychological suggestions."
After finishing writing, he wrote an "S" mark after Xu Huo's name.
On the other side, Xu Huo drove home with a normal expression.
After a week, he could basically conclude that if Tang Guangbo was not a psychopathic psychopath, he must be a player.
After coming to Beijing, he showed interest in the local culture, history and food of Beijing, but he was just learning at a high speed. He provided psychological counseling and was gentle and polite, but in fact he had no sense of belonging to human beings.
In other words, everything he does is observation and recording, just like humans observing animals used in experiments.
Human feelings towards animals are weak.
He came to Beijing with Ms. Fang, probably just to get in touch with players.
None of the players or staff who have come into contact with him can be trusted. The hypnotic player from the Knights of Sophistication is so powerful. If Tang Guangbo had malicious intentions, it would be very easy to use the players to do something.
Of course, it doesn't rule out that he is just interested in observing players.
Therefore, Xu Huo selected Nie Xuan after screening in his mind.
He was about to call Nie Xuan when the red light in front of him turned on. As soon as he stopped the car, someone knocked on the car window: "Sir, let's buy a bouquet of flowers."
Nie Xuan's call was not answered. Xu Huo turned to look at the people outside and waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need it.
The girl carrying the flower basket left disappointed.
After driving through another intersection, also waiting at a red light, someone knocked on the car window again, "Sir, please buy a bouquet of flowers."
Xu Huo stepped on the accelerator and left. In the rearview mirror, the girl with the jacquard basket stood there and looked at the direction he left without moving.
Half a minute later, the man appeared in his field of vision again, chasing his car and shouting: "Sir, buy a bouquet of flowers!"
Xu Huo ignored it, but then he discovered that he had actually been walking back and forth along the same road.
I can't make a call either.
When he met the girl with a flower basket for the fourth time, he stopped the car, pressed down the window, and said to her: "I don't like flowers."
The girl looked a little disappointed, but she still cheered up and said, "Sir, please buy one. I grow my flowers at home and sell them very cheaply."