Psychological Control

I wandered aimlessly in the urban area of ​​New York until one o'clock in the afternoon. After no less than five strike-ups by men and women, I finally decided to buy a Chinese set meal and return to the hotel.

Thank goodness Rhett is gone.After I opened the door, I saw the post-it note he stuffed into my room from under the door.I don't want to go straight up against Jason Gideon again.In the last David incident, although I followed the bau team back to the police station and made a record under their inquiry.

It doesn't look so bad, and the bau group isn't a monster that eats bad guys who haven't committed a crime.But that kind of meeting at that time was my reaction after I was hijacked and I was still in a state of shock. It cannot be used as their profile of my usual mental state and assessment of the level of danger.But today is a different time, and I don't want to run into anyone else.

Although Rhett is a genius, he is still a novice in terms of criminal psychology and is easy to soften his heart. He is easily deceived by some seemingly inadvertent little things of mine.

Then tonight I will leave New York and return to Palo Alto, San Francisco.Maybe I can no longer miss so many courses. Although the first-year courses of Stanford University's Department of Psychology are still the same basic neurocognitive science, it is still Stanford after all, isn't it?Maybe I will talk about some knowledge points that I missed before.

In the neurocognitive science class, I flipped through this almost brand new book, and walked into the lecture hall with my head buried.Then I randomly found a seat in the back row and sat down, which should be an inconspicuous corner.

I like to sit in the inconspicuous rear, overlooking the entire classroom, this is my little habit.But what makes me funny and uncomfortable is that after I sit down, the girls around me will frequently look back in this direction, and then whisper to each other.

Looks like a new episode of America's Next Top Model aired the day before, making my face even more famous.I pushed my glasses, and smiled back at the girls who were peeking over one by one.After they met my eyes, they all turned away with blushing faces.

"Hi! Are you that model Brian Moss?" A tall white boy who looked completely sunny and athletic, holding a basic thick psychology book, sat down next to me. "I'm Ollie, let's make friends!" He put down his book and held out his right hand to me.

"Hi, hello, just call me Brian, can I call you Ollie?" I put on a fake warm smile almost subconsciously, and replied with a vibrant voice.

"Of course, you can call me whatever you want! As long as you don't give me ugly nicknames." Ollie wrinkled his nose and made a weird look on purpose, jokingly.

I looked at his muscular muscles and his appearance, which was completely different from the psychology nerds, and said casually, "Ollie, you really don't look like a psychology student."

"Hahaha, you don't really look like you, do you? How can you see nerds who study psychology as models!" Ollie's carefree look can easily make people feel at ease with him.But with a somewhat frizzy look, he is actually more suitable to be an educator who is popular with students than to be a psychologist after graduation.

"Oh, you offended most of the classroom with your words." I put on a hush look and said with a smile.

"I saw your latest issue of still photo shooting process, wow, I dare say you must have learned psychology very well! Otherwise, it would be difficult for ordinary people to show that partial fetish mentality, and it is also reflected in Still photos." Apparently Ollie was also curious about me because of America's Next Top Model.

In fact, most of the students in the classroom, especially the girls, are all curious about me.I can see it from their eyes, but no one dares to approach easily.And only a guy like Ollie, who is so rough and doesn't look like a psychology student at all, will rush over without any scruples.

The number of episodes of America's Next Top Model is played once a week, and then each episode only edits one challenge and one hard photo shoot, and there is a process of elimination.So at this time, the broadcast of the second episode is playing to the still photo of the wedding dress.

Knowing that Ollie wouldn't like people who were shy and coy about compliments, I knew I was grateful for his liking by smiling and thanking him.Then the professor walked into the classroom with the teaching plan, everyone in the classroom fell silent, and the class finally started.

The chapters in the class are similar to the ones I have learned before, but the professor's explanations are indeed more vivid and interesting, and he also gave many practical examples so that students can better understand.I pulled out a brand new notebook and started jotting down notes.Just prepare for the exam review later.

Ollie, who was sitting next to me, couldn't bear the quiet atmosphere in the classroom within 10 minutes.Although the professor is indeed good at speaking, he seems to prefer to do two things at once.He wrote a note and pushed it over.

[Are you gay?I found that your eyes rarely fall on girls.Giving them a smile is more of a courtesy. ]

I took a look and was a little surprised. I thought Ollie was a very dull man. Should it be said that he really studied psychology?I turned my head to look at him, shook the note and nodded.

Ollie's eyes seemed to light up a bit, he took the note back from my hand, and continued to write vigorously.

[Do you have a boyfriend?Wouldn't your future career orientation be modeling and fashion? ]

I took it over and looked at it and replied: [No.Haven't decided yet. ] Pass it back to him.

Ollie seemed a little downcast at the brevity of my reply.But soon he became interested, and then the note was passed on again.

[Then do you like my type?Or that model Chris type?He looks so much like a bad boy!Facebook with me? ]

I'm really not sure if Ollie is interested in me or what, he doesn't look like he's interested in boys.I replied honestly: [I don’t have a specific type, and I don’t want to have a boyfriend recently.Chris and I are just friends, how do you know he's gay?what is your facebook ]

After handing it back, a new note was passed around soon.First a string of his Facebook name, and then he wrote: [Alas, then my friend is going to be disappointed.In fact, I am not a student of the Department of Psychology, but my friend insisted that I come over and ask you for your contact information.He is a photography student and wanted to know you after knowing that you and I were in the same university.I was arrested as a young man, and I even borrowed books. ]

Well, it turned out that he did not study psychology.I looked at him helplessly, and was returned with a smile showing eight teeth.Seeing that I am gay, I should be his gay friend.After all, comrades actually have a subtle feeling, collectively referred to as gaydar.

In the later time, besides taking notes, I was distracted and chatted with Ollie for a class.It turned out that his friend was graduating this year, and there was a graduation project for graduation. As a photographer, he needed to shoot a small movie for his graduation project.The script has already been contacted with a screenwriter student, and it is a gay film.

His friend was going to play one of the leading roles, but the other was never found.Knowing that his friend saw me from America's Next Top Model, I heard the introduction and I went to the same university as Ollie.So he planned to get the moon first.

Ollie Lee's friend is called William Zhou, and he is of Chinese descent.This made me want to get to know him even more, and soon I set up a meeting time with Ollie.

Two days later,

A coffee shop on campus, I sat there and ordered a mocha.Then, ten minutes before the appointment time with them, I saw Ollie walking over with a not-too-short Asian youth from a distance.

When they walked in front of me, I was fascinated by the book in front of me, so I just raised my coffee cup and signaled them to sit down.William's face seemed to turn red all of a sudden, and then slowly faded away.Ollie was perfectly natural.

Then I realized that my posture was a bit inappropriate, maybe I was too arrogant.The behaviors that I seem to care about other people's feelings are actually under my conscious control.If I didn't pay attention, it would be easy to ignore whether my behavior would make the other person uncomfortable.Because antisocial personalities have a hard time showing concern for others.

Ollie was so nervous that he didn't notice my attitude, which I can understand.But why did William seem to have a deeper affection for me when he noticed my unflattering high profile?

Could it be that he is a masochist?He likes the one with the taller posture in his heart.

"Hi, hello Brian! I'm William Zhou..." William Zhou straightened his expression, said in a very official tone, and extended his hand to shake me. "You can call me William!..." Feeling too flat, he quickly added.

"I've known you for a long time." I smiled, closed the book in my hand, and sat up straight. "I heard that you want me to appear in your graduation project? If the time is right, I would be happy to help you. What is your subject?"

"Ah..." I watched William scream in embarrassment while frantically looking for his bag, and then took out a newly printed script that looked brand new.

"It's like this..." He rubbed his hands and said, "This gay movie is about a young man in the city who has a different sexual orientation and hobbies...He has always been oppressed by his family, until he met I fell in with the other half that fits him perfectly. It’s very superficial, I just want to... show my control over the camera and editing ability through this short film.”

I raised my eyebrows holding the script.It seems that I guessed right, William is a masochist physique.The reason why he chose this script is probably because he felt that it was like shooting his own autobiography.Coming from a Chinese-American family, not to mention his special sexuality, it is the sexual orientation that is common among American young people, which is probably incomprehensible.

"Okay, can I read the script? If you are busy with other things, I can reply to you later?" I shook the script and said to him.

"No, no, no... I have nothing to do. Ollie, if you want to go to class, you can go first? I'll wait here for Brian to finish it..." William squeezed his eyes to signal Ollie.

Ollie, who was rough and nervous, realized that he was annoying. He grinned a few times, picked up his bag, said hello to me, turned and left.