Chapter 776

After hanging up the phone, Batman stood there in a daze, not knowing what nonsense Shiler was talking about.

He glanced at the Pied Piper he had thrown into the prison, thought for a while, and decided to finish the thesis first.

In the past few days, Shiler's relentless pressure had helped him develop good study habits, at least being able to do today's work today. The thesis that needed to be handed in today had to be revised today.

Bruce returned to school and spent another afternoon in the library, correcting all the errors in the previous thesis, while reorganizing the logical chain and deleting the parts unrelated to the theme. This time, he was confident he would pass in one go.

So, just as it reached seven in the evening, Bruce came to the office building again. Just as he was about to knock, the office door was opened.

Shiler was walking out with a stack of materials. Seeing Bruce, he showed an expression of surprise, looked him up and down, and then his gaze fell on the thesis in his hand.

Bruce was just about to speak when Shiler said, "Put it on my desk, I'll look at it tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he was about to leave. Bruce stopped him and said, "Professor, are you busy now? I have a few questions..."

"If you have questions, go read a book." Shiler said without looking back, "Have you finished reading the Jungian theory I asked you to read before? If you haven't finished, go read it quickly. You haven't even understood the basic theory, where do you get so many questions?"

After saying that, he walked away quickly, leaving Bruce alone. The windows at both ends of the corridor were open, and when the cold wind blew, Bruce felt what it meant to be chilled to the bone.

People are a very strange species. When someone else is very focused on you, you will feel a lot of pressure and annoyance, but if he suddenly stops paying attention to you, you will wonder what happened to him.

But in fact, this sudden attention was unnecessary in the first place. It's just that in the process of being focused on, people will domesticate themselves and adapt to this rhythm, and when this unnecessary attention disappears, they will still feel a sense of loss.

Bruce found it hard to describe his current mood. He should have been happy to finally be freed from the terrible academic pressure, but now, holding this stack of papers, he didn't know where to go.

Bruce didn't know if he had ever felt proud of Shiler's special treatment. After all, he knew that Shiler put so much pressure on him because Shiler knew he had the ability to achieve good results. This professor was affirming his talent and thought he was different from other students.

When a person is affirmed by a top person in a professional field, they will develop an illusion, feeling that they must have unique talent in this professional field, which is why they are treated differently.

But in fact, looking at it macroscopically, the other party might just be because there is no better choice.

Shiler wouldn't focus on cultivating Batman just because he is the protagonist of a comic book. It's just because of the student source conditions in Cat Getan, he really didn't have a better candidate.

Regardless of whether Bruce really has the talent to study psychology, at least his IQ and comprehension ability are here. The upper limit is unknown, but the lower limit must be very high. No matter which major, he has great cultivation value.

However, times change. A person cannot be seventeen forever, but there are always people who are seventeen. Bruce is twenty years old this year, but Jason is only eleven.

Currently, Jason's mental state is much healthier than Bruce's. Although neither of them has parents, Jason doesn't have so many extreme emotions.

Perhaps it's because when having enough to eat is a problem, philosophical thinking about evil, life, revenge, and law has to take a back seat.

People only think about life when they are very free, and only then will they produce so many extra emotions that are useless for survival. Jason, who is struggling at the bottom of Cat Getan, is busy with survival every day, but this has given him a more stable mental state and more self-consistent logic.

If a person's own mental state is unstable, then he cannot treat others, because if he cannot actively accept others' emotions, he cannot obtain the key to enlightening others from the act of listening to patients' psychology. You must be calmer than the patient to make the patient calm down.

The reason why Shiler has been asking Bruce to improve his academic level is that, judging from Batman's mental state, even if he can study psychology, he can only specialize in theory. He cannot truly face patients because he is also a patient.

Moreover, Batman also has disadvantages in language output. His personality is destined not to explain too much to others and not to be used to expressing the emotions he receives to others, which makes him unable to accumulate experience in practice.

However, Jason has extra talent in this regard.

He can quickly perceive other people's emotions and then output what he feels through language, while not being too invested in this process, leading to a mental breakdown.

And just now, Shiler discovered that Jason also has a strong memory ability. Before, Jason said he didn't like reading, and Shiler thought he wasn't an input-type personality, but now it seems he might just not have found what he was interested in. Compared to science, he prefers liberal arts.

Moreover, he is younger, is at the age of absorbing knowledge and understanding the world, has stronger personality plasticity, and is easier to reason with.

Shiler prefers to get along with people who express themselves more directly. It's already exhausting enough to probe patients in a roundabout way on weekdays. In daily life, the Riddler should just get out of Cat Getan.

After drawing Jason's card, Shiler decisively threw Batman to be a warehouse manager. Originally, university teachers don't have to chase after a student to make him study. Let Batman return to a free life that relies entirely on self-consciousness.

Just like that, Shiler disappeared from Bruce's world at a speed that left others in the dust, so fast that he was caught off guard, and his attitude was so firm that he was completely confused.

Shiler told him that as long as he handed in a thesis that could be read before graduation, it would be fine. As for other assignments, whether he makes them up or not, whether he retakes the class or not, it's all up to him.

This freedom came too suddenly, so much so that Bruce didn't know what to do for a while.

Standing at the gate of Cat Getan University campus, blowing the cold wind for three minutes, Bruce realized that he should go home now to see Alfred, whom he hadn't seen for a few days.

But after he returned to Wei En Manor, he didn't see Alfred. The large Wei En Manor was empty, without Alfred, without Dick, and without Aisha.

Bruce had to admit that when he saw this scene, his heart jumped suddenly.

But before two minutes had passed, Alfred came back. Seeing Bruce, Alfred smiled and said, "Master, you're back?"

"Yes, Alfred, where did you go?" Bruce asked.

Alfred took off his gloves, hung his scarf on the coat rack, and then turned around and said, "Have you forgotten? I called you before to discuss Aisha going to kindergarten, but you were very busy at that time..."

"The two kindergartens in the South District have very few spots. If you want to catch up with this year's school opening, you must go to the adaptation class in advance. I was afraid that Aisha wouldn't be able to sign up this year, so I sent her to the kindergarten adaptation class in advance. Today is already the fourth day of school."

Bruce said dazed, "Oh, she went to kindergarten. How is she adapting? Will she cry to come back?"

Alfred smiled happily and said, "Miss Aisha's social ability is stronger than I thought. Although she can't speak very well yet, she plays very happily with the children and likes to dance with the teacher..."

"Then doesn't she need someone to tell her stories?" Bruce asked.

"For the past two days, Dick has been telling stories, but later, Miss Aisha was very tired from playing in kindergarten, fell asleep as soon as she got home, and slept for the whole night. She is also more focused on eating than usual. Master, Aisha has really improved a lot."

Bruce was silent for a while and then asked, "Then what about Dick?"

"Dick rejoined the new school's choir. The choir teacher recommended him to the dance club because his flexibility is very good. Now they are rehearsing a ballet, and Dick is playing the male lead..."

"Oh, by the way, Alfred, how is your health?" Bruce looked at Alfred with some concern. Alfred shook his head and said, "It's just a common cold, it's been better for a long time, don't worry."

Bruce nodded and said, "Everything is fine, right?"

Although his tone was affirmative, there was still an inexplicable emotion. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he said, "What about Selina? Has she been here recently?"

Alfred shook his head and said, "Miss Selina hasn't been here for a week, but she has called twice."

"What did she say?" Bruce asked.

"She said if you have time, go to her place, but you haven't had time this past week..."

As soon as Alfred finished speaking, Bruce turned and went out. He walked quickly to the car and drove to Selina's house.

Selina had always lived in an apartment with better conditions in the East District. Although it was a bit dilapidated, it was much better than other places. When Bruce walked into the corridor, he saw that the door to Selina's room was open, and light was still shining out from inside.

Bruce frowned and walked over. Just as he was about to approach the door, with a "bang," a bottle was thrown out and hit the opposite wall.

Bruce hesitated for a moment, took a step forward, and with another "bang," several magazines were thrown out.

Bruce walked to the door and poked his head in to look. Selina was tidying up the room. A pile of messy trash was thrown out. Looking closely, she didn't seem to be cleaning, but packing her luggage.

Hearing the sound, Selina looked back at Bruce and said, "You're here?"

Bruce nodded, looked her up and down, and said, "You were looking for me?"

"No, not anymore." Selina stuffed a stack of clothes into her suitcase with nimble hands and feet, and then said, "Anyway, you didn't have time."

"I was a bit busy a while ago, but I have time now. Where are you going?" Bruce asked.

Selina opened her mouth, took a deep breath on the spot, then stood up holding her knees, and looked down at her suitcase:

"I'm going to Hollywood."