Criminal Minds Profile

Two days later, on Monday morning, when Diao Shuzhen walked into the classroom with his own pancake fruit in his mouth, he was surprised to find that the classroom was full, especially when there was no one sitting in the first three rows. There are a lot of people, and they are all girls.

"What's the matter today? Did you hit something evil? It's Monday morning, so there are so many people!" Diao Shuzhen rubbed his eyes, yawned, and asked sleepily.

"Haven't you heard, the teacher of our "Introduction to Psychology" course is a handsome guy!" The little princess Shen Xinyue pulled Diao Shuzhen to sit down, her eyes were full of stars, and she looked like a nympho.

"What's the relationship between the handsome guy and me..." Diao Shuzhen muttered, with a casual look, "It's not a good-looking young lady."

She looked around, but found no figure of Feng Liandi, her heart sank, and unspeakable depression swept over her.She pursed her lips, with unspeakable anxiety and worry lingering in her chest.

She sat down dejectedly, and suddenly found that Wei Zimeng, who was sitting in the back row of them, had sunken eye sockets, swollen eyelids, a few pimples on her smooth forehead, and a crack at the corner of her mouth—from her grinning teeth from time to time. Judging from the expression, it is estimated that it was caused by getting angry.

Diao Shu was genuinely surprised: Wei Zimeng hasn't returned for two days, isn't he with his girlfriend sweetly, why does he look like he has an endocrine disorder, I have to ask her after class.

Then, she took "Psychology and Life" and started to read it.Different from her indifferent reaction, as the lecturer Yi Qiubai stepped into the classroom, the eyes of the girls in the front row sparkled, and some even showed green light like a hungry wolf seeing its prey.

It was a gentle and elegant man, with a tall, thin and straight figure, like a tall Huaizhu tree.His brows are soft, the corners of his eyes are slightly drooping, he is slightly melancholy when he is not smiling, and the graceful curves at the end of his eyes when he smiles, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

He made a brief self-introduction, and his slender fingers left three flowing scripts of "Yi Qiubai" on the blackboard.Shen Xinyue next to her dragged her cheeks and seemed to be completely immersed in Teacher Yi's lectures - as for whether she liked listening to the lectures or listening to the teacher's deep and melodious voice, it was a matter of opinion.

"Hello, everyone." His voice was clear and gentle, rustling like the evening breeze blowing through the bamboo forest, "I will tell you about the "Introduction to Psychology" this semester. I will give everyone a passing grade." Scores, so if you are not interested in my lectures, you can lie in the dormitory and sleep comfortably, play games, and don't need anyone to stay here absent-mindedly."

While talking, he patted the shoulder of a sleeping boy, and smiled as he watched the student sitting up in horror, with a look of embarrassment and embarrassment on the student's face.

There was a lot of laughter in the classroom, and most of the students showed excited expressions—after all, compared to those professors who couldn't arouse the students' interest at all and even asked the students to be present, this teacher Yi was unexpected. suit their appetite.

His lectures have a very personal style, which is different from the stereotyped and rigid rules of general professors. His lectures are professional and lifelike, very down-to-earth, and his explanations of knowledge points are profound and simple, leaving a vivid memory for people.His way of speaking is also quite similar to that of young people, and more than half of a class has passed without knowing it.

After the official class ended, Teacher Yi said with a smile: "Now it's the more interesting part. Let me demonstrate dream interpretation. It's not a formal analysis. Let's just talk about it and listen to it. It's just for fun."

"Dreams are a bridge between the subconscious and the conscious, and some myths and legends believe that the world in the dream is the world on the other side. Dreams are not groundless, meaningless, absurd, or a part of consciousness is lethargic. She is a fully meaningful psychic phenomenon, in fact, a wish-fulfillment*. And it is possible to interpret dreams in a scientific way."

"Are there any classmates who volunteered?" He asked.

The students looked at each other with expressions of eagerness on their faces.

Shen Xinyue raised her hand and said shyly and timidly: "I dreamed that I pulled out my teeth one by one. I heard that dreaming of losing teeth means that a relative may pass away recently, or a disaster will happen to me, so I very worried."

"Is there any bleeding during the procedure, is there any pain?"

"No."

"It's just a way of saying that dreaming about losing your teeth means disaster." Yi Qiubai smiled, his light maroon eyes looked like colorful lakes, mysterious and charming, "Actually, it might just mean that you are maturing. "

"Teeth, in the psychoanalytic school of view, represents something solid, and Freud believed that dreaming about losing teeth was associated with castration anxiety. However, you don't bleed during this process, you don't have pain, and, you It is a tooth that you pulled out by yourself, so the meaning is quite different. It means that you are destroying old things and updating your worldview. If the old man dreams that his teeth have fallen out, it may represent the subconscious fear of death— —”

"Young people, on the other hand, represent growth." He smiled, his light maroon eyes shining brightly, "After all, children also lose their deciduous teeth."

"What does it mean when you dream of being clinging to a rock on the edge of a cliff, hanging outside, and seeing an abyss beneath your feet?"

"You may have been under a lot of pressure from study or life recently, and you are in a state of anxiety. But when you are awake, you don't allow yourself to show that anxiety, so you choose to carry out a certain degree of anxiety in your dreams. Compensatory catharsis on the surface."

"What does it mean to dream of falling from a height?" The lively Wei Zimeng joined in.

"Can you provide some more details?"

"I don't remember very clearly. After a strong sense of weightlessness, I woke up with a start. When I woke up, I found that my face and lower back were soaked in sweat."

Yi Qiubai took a deep look at her, and said vaguely: "The information is not complete, and I can't say it well, I can only say that you are in a dangerous situation because of your life or relationship, and you have lost something you care about. You lose control, so you're panicked, terrified, anxious, self-doubting and restless."

Wei Zimeng nodded frequently, clenched his fists on the table and under the table, it was obvious that Yi Qiubai's words touched his heart.

Slight doubts flooded Diao Shuzhen's heart, and she muttered in her stomach: Wei Zimeng is not a person who cares about academic performance very much. I have never heard of anything happening in her family. She and her girlfriend are like glue. Where does the unease of control come from?

At this time, because of talking with Wei Zimeng, Yi Qiubai gradually walked towards this side.Diao Shuzhen raised his head from the pages of "Psychology and Life" and inadvertently met his light maroon eyes.

These are a pair of slightly bewitching pupils. Around the dark pupils, the clear irises show a very light golden color under the sunlight, like the crystal clear color of fine wine.

"Student, do you have any more impressive dreams?" He smiled, and there was a little bit of non-hostile banter in his soft and deep voice, "I see you, I read a class book , it seems that the lectures I teach are not attractive, and they are not as good as a dry book."

Diao Shu smiled awkwardly, and didn't know how to explain it—it wasn't because she had any prejudice against Yi Qiubai, but because she had always been used to it.Coincidentally, she caught a glimpse of a figure behind the classroom and recognized it as Song Yucheng who came to check after class, so she thought about it and replied: "I really have a very impressive dream, probably because I dreamed about primitive tribes. People sacrifice beautiful boys and girls to me, but I have no interest in those beautiful skins until one day—”

Hearing Song Yucheng's footsteps getting closer, she deliberately said loudly, "I met a girl with dark eyes, she has an irresistible charm, she tempted me—"

Song Yucheng's hurried footsteps from the window came to a halt, the words she said just now obviously fell into her ears verbatim, she pursed her lips tightly, and threw a sharp eye knife at Diao Shuzhen.Diao Shuzhen smiled at Yi Qiubai out of sight, and even made a face, the smile was full of provocation.She was contentedly bathed in Song Yucheng's gaze that seemed to cut her into pieces, and she looked so triumphant that her little tail was going up to the sky.

Hmph, you know how to control me every day, and watch how I arrange you--I not only arrange you as the protagonist of my sex dream, but also the one who is suppressed hehehe.Diao Shuzhen cocked his legs and almost hummed a little tune.

Yi Qiubai's eyes widened and his eyebrows raised, apparently he didn't expect a student to speak out about his erotic dreams in such a grand manner.He was very novel, and said with a smile——

Just as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the melodious and beautiful track of "The Tide" reverberated in the classroom. The students were a little restless and packed up their things. Yi Qiubai's answer was drowned in the noise.

"Such a dream." He raised his eyebrows, and there was a clear smile on his handsome face, "Could it be that you are a torturer deep in your heart? Besides, the girl with special black pupils, could it be -"

Yi Qiubai's tone was full of gossip, and when he turned his head, he saw Song Yucheng, the Discipline Inspection Commissioner who was approaching aggressively, and the smile on his face deepened.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I have to go first." Diao Shuzhen panicked when she saw Song Yucheng. She hurriedly rolled up the books on the table, and ran away with her backpack as if being chased by a ghost, a little panicked.Yi Qiubai looked at her fleeing back, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Song Yucheng stood still among the students in Chuanliu, and did not go after Diao Shuzhen.She crossed an X in the column of "Feng Liandi" on the roster, an unspeakable gloom enveloped her face, and a long sigh floated in the empty classroom.