Chapter 1722: and the translation of the chapter title

NO. 336: Overindulgence Fantasy (1K monthly ticket bonus)

Although it's unclear how she reasoned and predicted in her mind to cause such a big change in memory, little Aomo didn't need to be clear about it.

He only needs to set up a test as he did yesterday.

Because the test is also a compulsory guidance of thought.

The cherry blossoms still in bloom during the summer training camp were both something written in the travel publicity pamphlet and a hot topic discussed by countless people at the fireworks festival; in Aomo Lindun's memory they were especially prominent, retrievable with just a hint of thought, instantly forming the perfect venue he decided on in a second.

After the stage and test were set up, all that remained was the testee/thinker, who would reconsider under the compulsory guidance.

After all, mutual understanding between people is always a false proposition.

No matter how willing someone is to accept others' opinions, they will still be stubborn in some areas.

And those who nitpick will become even more obstinate, refusing to hear anything others say.

It is precisely then that what you need is never a rhetoric that can penetrate the other's heart, but words that can guide their thinking.

Yes, in the mindset of nitpicking, only a conclusion reached by one's own thought is the most steadfast, surpassing others, even thousands of words from family.

Little Aomo may not know by what reasoning she reached that extreme conclusion, but there are many ways to solve a problem.

Thoroughly understanding the problem is indeed the most stable and complete, but more often we are constrained by real conditions or personal patience and seek a simpler solution—just as when your computer has some issues, you usually think not of learning from scratch how the circuitry works, but of rebooting first.

Powering off, restarting, plugging and unplugging various cables, and finally sending it to the repair technician you trust.

Of course, Aomo doesn't yet have a trusted repair technician in this regard—little Aomo can confirm this by searching through all his memories.

Although he has seen many 'samples' and in recent years met many talented individuals, some of whom could become 'mentors', 'guides', or 'confidante elder sisters/brothers', in this mental state where the girl is perched on the cliff's edge, her spirit dwindling like dying embers, those people are all like mismatched medicine.

After thinking it over, it turns out only oneself.

Rather, the other's 'ailment' originally stemmed from oneself, and no matter what treatment plan, one's own concrete course of treatment cannot be avoided.

Perhaps a psychologist should also open a special session targeting young people, he thought.

But perhaps trainers themselves should be the culmination of this profession; it's just that too many people fail to be sufficiently professional. And precisely because they aren't sufficiently professional, hidden dangers in the circle keep emerging, and crime statistics become a situation where 'not counting is fine, but once counted and listed it's quite visually striking'.

This certainly can't be blamed on trainers being insufficiently qualified, after all the trainer's workload is already heavy enough.

The responsibility lumped into trainers' work with vague wording is itself like a scam: when you think you're just here to train horse girls, you discover the problems you must handle far exceed those of the job itself—you could of course ignore them, but then, regardless of how the horse girls' race results turn out, even if there are results, the backlash from horse girl fans' criticism is inevitably bad.

This career prospect is truly bleak and dark.

Of course, even now that horse girl racing has developed to this point, there are still few who think a trainer's job is merely to train horse girls.

Especially when you aspire to this line and want to work hard in it, you'll come into contact with all kinds of harsh realities.

Such you naturally find it hard to accuse the industry of fraud, especially when the horse girl you signed has far fewer personal bad habits than you imagined, practically a high-quality beauty—you then easily lower your guard, until one day you discover she has some psychological landmines...

The proportion of landmine girls among horse girls is indeed quite high.

And they are all very fundamentalist landmines.

You can't spot the problem at first glance, nor even after spending some time together; then one ordinary day, you inadvertently see her unknown side... that isn't necessarily something frightening, like Narita Shiroji actually being afraid of the dark, or Ludaofu Xiangzheng having both a Luna side and an emperor side.

But it also indeed counts as a kind of landmine.

A landmine that can easily have unpredictable effects on the training process.

From early on, Aomo Lindun, who worked as a science-pop columnist contacting many horse girl materials, already knew this; since becoming a trainer he has been running around for different horse girls' anxieties and hidden dangers, and to this day he has even set up a listening room that can influence trainers' colleagues side by side, trying to convey some of his experiences to their thoughts in an obscure, fragmentary way.

Just as he did with Zhen Jiling.

Don't spout grand principles, don't give blunt advice and suggestions.

You must first assume everyone is a stubborn donkey, a nitpicker, after all the idea you want to convey isn't exactly fair and upright, nor does it conform to the so-called 'superior three views' under universal education.

The so-called superior three views usually apply to most scenarios; even if flawed they can be dodged by public opinion, whereas Aomo's minority idea doesn't get that treatment.

Being nitpicky is easy to do; you can completely list seven or eight different situations to refute his suggestions.

You can also just be stubborn outright, ignoring what he says—he does his thing, I do mine, with no intersection.

—which is precisely why he usually chooses the more laborious, slower-acting way to act, to avoid those two common phenomena.

Guidance.

Influence.

Hiding fragmentary ideas in conversation, letting them discover it themselves, is like in detective stories where a passerby's offhand remark sparks a sudden insight, making one feel they've gained something and everything becomes clear—you want each of them to feel they are the detective, while you are merely a passerby who happened to say something that could move their hearts.

That way they'll feel they gained something through their own thinking, not because of your advice, let alone being ordered by you.

Such people, walking on the hopeful track you planned for them, have not a hint of resistance or opposition.

Thus the problem is solved.

In a seemingly unrelated way, as if they suddenly had an epiphany that dispelled life's confusion, failing to notice a certain demon's long-term groundwork.

Only in some short-term bomb sections that detonate outright does the demon, repeating the same old trick, obviously fail to maintain an 'alibi' as before.

Especially when those bombs are people nearby.

Aomo Lindun, small in stature, directly appears to verbally guide her, letting her devise her own conclusion and then offering congratulations and blessings; he doesn't care what she thinks, but his memory will tell him what he himself is thinking—namely, Aomo Lindun wants to see her shine in what way.

And little Aomo also knows that if she could achieve that brilliance, she shouldn't now be making a roundabout, inescapable appearance.

It sounds like an unsolvable contradictory problem, but that's just due to the way of understanding.

—if from the start you firmly stride toward that goal, believing you can certainly reach that height, why would you bother with those present things that make you go round and round, unable to escape?

After all, it's still a lack of self-confidence, still not being firmly convinced of one's own lovability.

So for little Aomo, how to respond is clear.

Start building confidence from scratch.

Believe in the me who believed in you back then, believe in the you that the me back then believed in.

You have always had that potential.

You will not lose to anyone.