The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 3092 "Romantic" Wedding Season (2)

Chapter 3092 "Romantic" Wedding Season (XII)

Schiller crossed his fingers on the table and gave Reed an analysis of his social confidence.

This thing is actually very simple. Just like ordinary self-confidence, it is a positive motivation. The more successful you are, the more confident you are. The more benefits you gain from success, the more solid your self-confidence will be.

For example, if you find someone and negotiate with him/her to reduce the difficulty of a task that is originally difficult to accomplish, or even accomplish it directly, then this can be considered a social success.

Not only that, maintaining a relatively harmonious relationship with your roommates over a long period of time, having a say in interest groups online, and achieving good results in communicating with strangers in emergency situations will all help build social confidence.

Generally speaking, it is best to build social confidence as early as possible. If a child can be a group leader in kindergarten, be the leader of the children in the community, get praised after speaking in public, and successfully go shopping independently, they are all accumulating social confidence.

In the Northeastern dialect, it means that children should be open and generous.

Studies have shown that many introverts are not truly introverted, but have low social confidence. During their growth process, their social success rate is too low, which leads them to believe that socializing is completely useless, or they are frequently frustrated in socializing in a certain field, which leads them to refuse socializing in this area.

A notable example is that some people are very lively and cheerful online, but cannot open their mouths in real life. They get along well with their classmates in college, but become like wooden men when they see their relatives at home. This is mostly because they have suffered social setbacks in this regard and lack social confidence.

Reed suffered social setbacks in all aspects, which made it extremely difficult to build up his social confidence. If there was a glimmer of hope, with his talent, he would not have ended up like this in the social circle.

After telling Reed the specific theoretical method of building social confidence, he also felt that it was unlikely to succeed. He was already so good, but others were unwilling to pay him more attention. How long would it take to build up his confidence? By then, wouldn't Susan's children be running around?

Since he could only choose the quick method, Schiller did not hide anything. He said directly: "Now let's change the situation just now. Your date is not Susan, but a mystery of the cosmic truth that you have never solved."

"what?"

"Literally, now you are going to date a mystery that you have always been very interested in, but you have not solved it yet, but once you solve it, you will understand the truth of the universe. What will you do?"

Reed's eyes lit up and he said, "Is there really such a thing as universal truth?"

"Just assume that it is true. Now that you two are discussing a date location, what would you say?"

Reed took out his phone and began to type and record while asking: "How are you doing now? Can you complete the series of actions to move to the date location and successfully complete the date? Have you ever been on a date before? How did you move to the date location? What is the environment, temperature, oxygen, and light at the date location?"

"Who was your date? What kind of reaction did you have with him? Was there any catalyst in the process? How was the reaction? Was there any danger in the reaction? Was there any reaction product? Are there any follow-up investigation results on the reaction product?"

"Stop!" Schiller called a halt, then said, "Can you ask one question at a time? Are you speedrunning here?"

"Scientific research is all about efficiency. Since this cosmic truth can speak for itself, I must ask for clarification. Otherwise, should I leave it to Tony Stark to ask?"

Schiller rubbed his forehead helplessly and said, "It's not true that there is such a truth. No one will compete with you for it...Okay, the first question."

"Uh, how are you doing now?"

"Suppose now your date is Susan again, how would you ask this question?"

"Back to Susan again?" Reed was still a little unresponsive. He thought for a moment and said, "If I suddenly asked her this, she would be very surprised, right?"

"Then don't be so sudden. Be more tactful."

"Um...are you okay?"

"I'm fine, what's wrong?"

Reed understood it immediately. He thought about the second question he had just asked, and after transforming it in his mind, he said.

"We mentioned earlier that we had a date. What do you think? Can you handle it?"

"Of course, I'm looking forward to it."

"Well... I don't actually have much experience. How about you?"

"My last date was at a mall in Manhattan."

"Oh, how did you get there? Did he drive to pick you up?"

"Yes, there was a bit of traffic jam that day."

"What do you think of the place? Is the air conditioning in the mall a bit cold? How's the decor? Is the restaurant good?"

Reed seemed to have a sudden epiphany. He spoke faster and faster, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

“In fact, they’re all pretty good.”

"So... so the date... uh..."

At this moment, Reed suddenly stuttered again, but seeing Schiller's encouraging look, he still said with a brave face: "Then it seems that the date is not bad?"

"That depends on your performance. Where do you want to go?"

At this moment, Reed thought of the cosmic truth again, and he answered subconsciously: "Of course it is the machine in my laboratory... Well, I mean, there is a very good restaurant near my laboratory. After dinner, maybe I can visit the laboratory."

At this point, Reed suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Yes, I should invite Susan to visit my laboratory. She hasn't been there yet. If she goes, she will definitely be shocked by my experimental results. She is also a scientist, she will definitely understand..."

"And how are you two going to change the subject from experimental results to love?"

"Uh..." This was obviously beyond Reed's understanding. He said, "Isn't discussing experimental results just like talking about love?"

Very good, Schiller thought, Peter and Gwen were a little too hasty in holding their wedding, they should hold it together with you two, and hold an unprecedented romantic...Industrial Expo.

"I think I understand a little bit." Reed said, "You mean I should treat Susan as my research subject, right?"

"Yes, and it's the kind of mystery that you can master the truth of the universe if you solve it," Schiller said. Then he added in his mind, "If you two succeed and give birth to Franklin, you will really master the truth of the universe."

Reed suddenly became excited. He clenched his fists and pounded the table gently, saying, "Yeah, why didn't I think of it earlier? I've never been in love, but I've always been doing research, which is what I'm good at. I think the two are not much different."

"But you must be careful." Schiller reminded: "You must remember to convert, and never say what's in your heart, otherwise she might think you want to capture her for research."

"No, Susan is also a scientist, she understands this." Reid has already started rubbing his hands. He said, "She drank a lot of wine yesterday. Do you think I should make her a loving breakfast?"

"That's up to you. I'm just a psychologist, not an emotional counselor. Chasing girls is your own business."

After saying that, Schiller carried his plate and left the island. Just as he reached the sink to wash the dishes, he saw Stark in his pajamas running down from upstairs in a hurry.

Schiller turned around and looked at him in surprise. Stark definitely didn't wear a nightcap when he slept last night. His hair looked like it had been blown off by a cannon.

"I said yesterday that I would make a loving breakfast for Pepper. Come on, Schiller, help me prepare the ingredients!"

Schiller rolled his eyes slightly. At this time, Reed also came over to get ingredients from the refrigerator. Stark rushed into the kitchen, knocked Reed aside, and took the egg rack out of the refrigerator.

"What are you doing! I want some eggs too, give me the egg rack!"

"What do you want eggs for? Get out of the way! Pepper is having a hard time taking care of little Morgan. I have to give her a good breakfast!"

"Of course I have to make breakfast for Susan. You are a lazy rich man. You don't need a mecha to help you fry an egg, do you? Get out of the way and don't delay my cooking!"

The two of them were pushing each other in the restaurant. Stark held the egg rack and refused to give it to Reed. Reed reached out to grab it, so Stark raised his hand high. As a result, when he turned around, he hit the chandelier in the kitchen, and the egg rack flew out with a snap.

Schiller took a breath of cold air. Fortunately, a mist appeared under the egg rack and held it steadily. The three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Schiller didn't want to waste food, and Reed was afraid that the news of him fighting with Stark for a few eggs would get out and Susan would laugh at him.

Stark was different. He knew very well that if these eggs were smashed on the carpet in Schiller's house, they would not be an ordinary row of eggs. Schiller would definitely make this row of eggs top the list of his most expensive luxury goods consumed that year. The unhatched chicks inside might be worth more than little Morgan.

Fortunately, the gray fog saved the Stark Group's year-end financial report, holding the row of eggs steadily and sending them back to the island counter.

But the bad news is that the gray fog swallowed the egg directly.

Stark and Reed looked at each other, then turned back to look at Schiller. Schiller shook his head and said, "No more. These are the last eggs for today. The purchasing department will not deliver new ingredients until tomorrow."

Stark sighed, put his hands on his hips and looked at Reed and said, "What are you crazy about? Pepper is my fiancée and the mother of my child. What is your relationship with Susan? Why do you have to make breakfast for her?"

"What does this have to do with you? You don't really think you got your secretary by your own ability, do you? If you weren't the president of Stark Group, you wouldn't even have the chance to meet your fiancée."

Schiller felt that Reed was also a good candidate for studying psychology. He had a bad mouth and was very arrogant. When he spoke, he would hurt others' hearts.

Stark has always been a person who loves to worry about things. Among the questions that he worries about the most, the one that ranks first is "Do others love my money or me as a person?" The essence of this question is "Putting aside everything I have now, am I still worthy of love?" and "Which one is me, everything I have now or me?"

All of the above problems are the paraquat of anxiety disorders.

Reed had no guilt about hurting others with words. This was what they called the lowest of the low. Schiller had seen it long ago. Stark simply couldn't win an argument with Reed. For the sake of Stark's medical fee, he decided to take sides.

"If you keep quarreling like this, the ladies will get up soon, and the loving breakfast will be ruined..."

They both looked at Schiller again, and Schiller said, "There aren't many other ingredients in the refrigerator. How about letting your mecha fly to Los Angeles and buy some more?"

Stark immediately realized that he was the only one who could appear in Los Angeles within a few minutes to complete the purchase and then spend a few more minutes to come back. Reed couldn't do it. Reed didn't bring any professional equipment this time, and he was just an ordinary person. He would be helpless if the ingredients were gone.

Stark immediately grinned and called the mecha in front of Reed, but as the saying goes, a shameless person is invincible. As soon as the mecha door opened, Reed went straight in.

At this time, Stark had already set up the program and the mechas took off. He hurriedly chased out of the hall, but failed to catch Reed back.

Stark could only return to the hall shaking his head, cursing while adjusting the mecha's life-support data. After all, he couldn't really kill Reed.

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