American Comics: Opening Guidance Batman

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When Alberto left, it was already dark, and before Schiller could rest for a while, the bell rang again.

This time it was Bruce who appeared outside the door. He was wearing a turtleneck sweater and a trench coat. He looked very straight. When Mrs. Miller passed by outside the door, he smiled and nodded at him. Much to the delight of Mrs. Miller.

When he sat across from Schiller's table, looking at Bruce's increasingly serious expression, Schiller said, "It's been a long time since you showed up at Gotham University's psychiatric clinic, and this time you made an appointment at Arkham Hospital. treatment, what happened?"

"It's been a long time since you've been in Gotham's psychiatry room, professor."

Schiller sighed and said, "It's the psychotherapy you booked on your own initiative, don't put on a tone of business negotiation for the initiative, are you a doctor or am I a doctor?"

"If you have the attitude that you must win the negotiation, then I suggest you go home and talk to the wall."

Bruce's lips moved, and he said, "It's actually Alfred..."

"Your housekeeper? What happened to him?"

"Before, Yin Wensi stayed at my house for a few days, and Alfred was very happy, but after he left, I could clearly feel that Alfred was a little lost..."

Schiller looked into Bruce's eyes and said, "Isn't this normal? Faced with the departure of a friend, everyone will be a little unhappy, right?"

"I think you thought about that, so you're sad now that you find out that Alfred has actually been in a state of loneliness, and you didn't care about him before..."

"He grew up with me. I understand his hobbies. I once prepared tickets for the opera house for him. I wanted him to travel, or build a nursing home for him, but he was unwilling..."

"Do you think it's because he likes Yin Wensi very much that Yin Wensi is gone, so he's not happy?"

"Isn't it?"

Schiller shook his head and said, "I think he's happy because you agreed with Yinwens to come and sleep over, or he's happy because you made friends in college."

"but……"

"Do you want to say that you don't need friends? Or further, do you think you don't need those extra feelings? So what do you think you feel about Alfred?"

Bruce's mouth moved again, but he didn't say the word, didn't seem to want to mention it, and Schiller thought he heard it, and said, "I compare Alfred to your parents, I I don't think you would object to the metaphor."

"Generally speaking, normal parents feel happy and relieved when their children bring their classmates and friends home and get along well, most of which are gratified by their children's growth in interpersonal relationships, but some It's because, with their sensibility and rational judgment, they're happy for their child's ability to give emotionally."

"If your child has the normal ability to give and receive feelings, it means that the child can feel the love of his parents. When you can be sure that your love is received by others, you will feel very happy, because It's a common emotional feedback mechanism."

"On the contrary, if your child is indifferent to everyone around him, as if his heart is dead, then parents will start to worry whether their child will not feel their love, or is it because of themselves It's not enough to love him, that's why he has problems with his ability to give and receive emotions..."

"Alfred is the same, he is like your parents, he puts all his emotions on you, when you show any bad changes, he will reflect on himself, and when you show some good changes Change, this kind of positive feedback will also feed back to him and make him feel happy.”

"This is the most normal emotional relationship between parents and children in this world. It is heart-to-heart and empathy."

"Now you should be able to understand the reasons for some of Alfred's emotional fluctuations?"

Bruce nodded, indicating that he fully understood the theory, and said, "Then what do you think I should do now?"

"You have to ask yourself, I think, Alfred should know you well, he should know which is the real you, which of your emotions are real and which are fake."

"Now that he's happy for your friendship with Yinwensi, can I reverse that, you did get some positive emotions in this friendship?"

Bruce didn't say anything, and Schiller said helplessly: "You can't think I have mind reading skills, Bruce, are you trying to make me guess if you don't tell me the answer?"

"If you're referring to the drowsiness of not being able to sleep, and the helplessness of being pulled to listen to some old-fashioned opera, there are some."

"I remember that bats should be mammals, not birds..." Schiller looked at Bruce, and Bruce looked at Schiller, not knowing what he was going to say when he suddenly changed the subject, then Schiller turned a corner and said: " Birds are not as tough as you."

"Can't sleep and get sleepy? Why didn't you say anything when you went out to fight criminals in tight clothes all night? Being pulled to listen to some old-fashioned opera is helpless? If Yin Wensi can beat you, he doesn't have to build a bomb to kill himself. It was blown into the pit of the church..."

Bruce was not at all embarrassed to be exposed, he still said with a blank face: "I'm here to find a solution, I can't let Yinwens live in my manor all the time, as far as Alcone has no opinion, Celine Na will be very angry too..."

"You'd better ask your question before you seek a solution."

"I've said my question a long time ago, I found Alfred in a feeling of loneliness the whole time, and I wanted to make a change."

"I have already given the answer to this question. If you are happy, your butler will be happy. If you are unhappy, he will not be happy."

Bruce fell silent again, and he found himself swept into a dead end by Schiller again, and if that theory was followed, the simple way to make Alfred happy was to make himself happy.

This solution should theoretically work, but in practice it's almost impossible because Batman is unhappy all the time.

It can't be said that he is unhappy, it can only be said that his mood has not fluctuated too much.

The atmosphere in the room fell silent again, and Schiller did not continue to advise Bruce, because if the normal process was followed, he would then go deep into Batman's heart to explore why he was unhappy and how to make him happy.

Considering that conducting research on this proposition is likely to constitute an academic infringement of clowns, Schiller decided not to delve into it.

"Do you think it's possible to keep his emotions out of me?" Bruce suggested another possibility.

"This is indeed a direction. We still follow that theory. Parents will have such a mental journey. If they really start to take their emotions out of their children and return to their personal lives, then there are two possibilities. ."

"Either they already believe that their children are happy enough to live well without them, and understand that the greatest source of children's happiness is not the care of their parents."

"Then they will actively transfer their emotions, either to others or to focus on themselves."

Schiller snapped the cap back and made a soft click. He looked at Bruce and asked, "Are you planning to get married recently?"

The sudden change of subject made Bruce stunned.

"I'm not kidding. If you have plans to get married recently, then Fred should be able to get out of this state, or simply have a child with Selena. This situation should be fundamentally resolved."

Bruce shook his head gently, and Schiller continued: "There is also a possibility that the parents' unfulfilled obsession is greater than their love for their children, and when they pick up this obsession again, the feelings will be overwhelmed. Take it out of the child and put it into their obsession."

"Obstinence..." Bruce frowned and muttered to himself, and Schiller continued, "Although it's a bit offensive, I still want to ask, does your housekeeper still have any relatives alive?"

Bruce shook his head again, and Schiller asked again, "So has he ever been married or had a crush?"

Bruce paused for a while, then shook his head again, and Schiller asked, "Is it true, or you don't know?"

"I know some, but not enough detail, that may be the problem, he knows me well, but..."

"Well, you checked out everyone around you, and even remembered the information about the strangers you only met once on the road, but you didn't have a detailed understanding of your closest butler... Maybe this is also the proof that he is special to you."

"I'll figure it out," Bruce said finally.

The fireplace in the room has been completely burned, and the fire is burning more and more vigorously, but on the contrary, as the sky is getting darker, the temperature is getting lower and lower, and when the rain starts again, it has turned into small ice crystals, tight. Then it turned into pale snow grains.

It's hard to imagine a city on the East Coast where it snows in the fall, but Gotham has been absurd for a long time, and it's no less weird.

Schiller just sat behind his desk ~www.readwn.com~ with people coming and going.

In the eyes of Cobot, who was worried about his life choices, the table top became the ice layer on which he stood. This thin bird swayed and fell from the table. When it fell into the sea, it was in the dark blue A faint flame was seen in the sea.

The double-sided Yin Wensi walked in, and the room became his stage. Lightning flashed outside the window. When the lightning fell, a dazzling light suddenly divided the room into two parts, half black and half black. Bai, when a cluster of flames ignited on this boundary, was brighter than the sun.

Before Yin Wensi's figure had completely left, Batman walked in. The vast snowy night in his heart was darker and colder than anyone else's. The flames were almost so faint that they could not be seen at all, but he still stood here, It was as if the illusory light could provide him with a touch of warmth, even if only psychologically.

The three figures stood alone by the campfire, and soon, more figures came over. Some people's faces were very familiar. After standing for a while, they walked into the wind and snow again. It's like there's a cosmic barrier.

When the cold wind suddenly picked up, the flames became weaker and weaker. The people who came and went took out firewood and threw them into the fire. When the burning "crack" sounded again, the rapid electric bell rang, and Schiller looked up, a green haired man. The figure stood outside the door, holding a bottle of wine in his hand.

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Seeing that the protagonist worked hard for another day, the author laughed out loud.

Seeing that the author has worked hard for another day to code the words, the readers laughed out loud.

Seeing that the reader has worked hard for another day of class, the protagonist burst out laughing.

The world of all the happy people has reached √