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Chapter 280 - 278: Preparing to Change Maps

Chapter 280: Chapter 278: Preparing to Change Maps

Weng Pinting nodded.

But after thinking it over, she decided that since she was facing her junior, it was better to break down the details thoroughly.

"Actually, at the beginning, the other side didn’t approach me directly—after all, I had just arrived in Jiangdu, and despite having a teacher’s title, I’m not the first choice for the locals."

Chonghui responded with an "Oh?"

Weng Pinting continued, "But for this type of project, the payment cycle is relatively long, and well-established local enterprises generally don’t want to take it on."

"These projects are less about money and more about building relationships, earning goodwill. So ultimately, it landed in my hands after going around in circles."

Chonghui immediately understood.

The project wasn’t difficult, and the returns weren’t immediate, so it indeed was about earning goodwill.

However, those capable of handling the project likely have no shortage of goodwill; while those needing the goodwill lack the capacity to take on such projects.

It’s not surprising it ended up with Weng Pinting.

"But initially, I only had this one project on my hands."

"And just then, something interesting happened—"

Weng Pinting chuckled softly, "A second project came looking for us."

"The second project was also from Jiangdu First Middle School. According to them, the student must have ’accidentally’ fallen; but this incident made them realize the importance of ’student safety.’"

"And within this ’student safety,’ ’psychological safety’ was included!"

Chonghui glanced at his senior sister but quickly turned his gaze back to the road, as he was driving.

"When I took on these two projects, I used the teacher’s title. They not only found out that I was handling the first project, but also learned about the main business direction of the teacher’s company in Beidu."

Weng Pinting’s tone was calm, using a declarative tone.

"So they entrusted me with updating their school’s monitoring system, using micro expression technology to monitor students’ psychological states, to prevent ’real cases of students jumping off buildings due to psychological issues from happening, as a precautionary measure.’

From a technical perspective, this kind of technology is indeed feasible.

Previously, some schools used pilot projects that combined monitoring and facial recognition to monitor students’ [attendance rate]; some schools took it a step further by using this technology to calculate the frequency of students’ head-raising, thus introducing an indicator of [head-raising rate] to measure students’ diligence in learning.

The introduction of the [head-raising rate] index naturally drew mixed reactions—but the creative potential of this technology was nonetheless interesting.

By further applying facial recognition technology, incorporating some expression recognition and analysis, and data management with real-time response, it could indeed provide early warnings for some common psychological states with obvious external facial changes.

This direction was also one of the research focuses in Bai Qinghua’s [micro expression] project group in Beidu.

But this technology is still not very mature today, with limited use even in Beidu, so a middle school in Jiangdu actually wanted to adopt it?

Chonghui thought for a moment and asked, "Do you think there’s something to it, Senior Sister?"

It really was suspicious.

But Weng Pinting shook her head, "Without knowing the full picture, I cannot evaluate."

"These two events are a bit too coincidental. However, if possible, we shouldn’t always assume the worst in people; maybe they are truly well-intentioned?"

Weng Pinting lowered the car window to let the breeze in.

Chonghui nodded in agreement.

"Moreover, whatever the case may be, we benefit from it."

"The teacher’s company generates income, the research results gain practical application opportunities; you’ll receive a lot of data from the middle school, and maybe you can add some extra work, publish another paper; the junior can gain early group practice through the project, making future contributions easier."

"I can also establish more local connections, securing my position here. Maybe in the future, I can even provide a few more regular internship positions for my alma mater."

Weng Pinting chuckled and then shifted her focus.

"However, while we consider our benefits, our planning must also be thorough."

"Regarding this issue, I still need to have a good discussion with both of you later..."

Chonghui had no objections.

But due to Weng Pinting’s words, he suddenly thought of something.

"By the way, is that junior I’ve never met now working at your company, Senior Sister?"

As soon as this topic came up, Weng Pinting wore a troubled expression.

"Him, huh..."

Weng Pinting shook her head, "My studio isn’t fully renovated yet, so I can’t take on consultations."

"But didn’t you ask me before what kind of person he is, our junior? Now I can tell you something particularly distinctive about him."

"He—obsessed with consultations."

Weng Pinting emphasized, "Almost a fanatic obsession."

...

Nan Zhubin opened the door of the consultation room and came out.

Then, he rubbed his temples with a bit of a headache.

"Mr. Nan." Nearby, Xia Tian saw this, took a glass of water from the front desk, and quickly walked over.

"Have some water!"

Nan Zhubin pulled a smile and nodded at Xia Tian, "Thank you."

Yes.

Nan Zhubin had returned to the Jiang University Psychological Counseling Center.

Due to the impact of the Lin Lulin incident, he had not conducted a consultation for a long time.

Time had already moved into the next month.

Nan Zhubin was eager to save up enough for the first [Monthly Goal] to see what kind of [Psychological Ability Training] he could receive this month.

However...

"Mr. Nan?" Xia Tian suddenly noticed Nan Zhubin frowning and was a bit concerned, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Nan Zhubin shook his head.

"I’m fine, but the recent students coming over... don’t seem quite right."

"They don’t seem to have any real issues; instead, it feels like many of them are making up ’problems.’ And the purpose of coming seems to be just to experience psychological consultation..."

Xia Tian blinked, suddenly thinking of something.

The little girl said, "Speaking of which, among the students recently making appointments, many of them ask if Mr. Nan is available right away."

"It seems they’re not really here for a consultation, but merely curious about you, Mr. Nan."

After Nan Zhubin’s report at the previous supervision meeting, he had become quite famous at Jiang University.

Consequently, many learned that Nan Zhubin was conducting consultations at the psychological center; some came because of his reputation, while others came almost as if on a pilgrimage.

Xia Tian looked at Nan Zhubin’s pleasing side profile and understood this somewhat.

But—

"This situation is wasting the school’s consultation resources."

"Originally, my coming here was to help the school fill a gap, to help those students who other teachers couldn’t assist, and solve their problems."

Perhaps because there was no one else around, Nan Zhubin spoke quite candidly, and Xia Tian found it reasonable.

"But now, those students with fabricated problems are occupying the consultation room and time instead, and those who genuinely need it cannot get in."

Nan Zhubin frowned.