There are four dessert shops opposite the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts, and Ren Jiayi can pick one of them in and order a cold drink, and sit by the glass window next to the road. There are many schoolgirls dressed in fashionable and edgy clothes, and when they pass by the dessert shop, they will glance through the glass window. Some will greet Ren Jiayi, and some will greet their companions when they see Ren Jiayi, and by the way, they will throw a flirtatious or shy look.

Ren Jiayi picked up the cold drink and went to the most hidden corner of the store, otherwise he thought that he was staying in the zoo for people to watch.

The other end of the phone kept talking, and Ren Jiayi rubbed/rubbed his ears and teased: "Former University psychologist, we are so poor when we do psychological counseling for others?"

"It's not that I'm born poor, it's that I'm poor because of what I do. Yuan Weijun sat on the chair and lifted Erlang's legs, and said comfortably: "What's the matter, nephew, life is not good, ask my uncle for help?" Yesterday, my sister came to me to coerce and lure me for a long time, but fortunately, I was determined and didn't give you out. ”

"Didn't you give out my mobile phone number?" Ren Jiayi sneered, "She calls me more than a dozen times a day and sends N WeChat messages, and I see that I am going to change my number again." ”

"Don't!" Yuan Weijun put away Erlang's legs and nervously instructed: "Don't change your number." When I look back, your mother and my sister find out that your number is invalid, and I will suffer. When the time comes, I can't promise to give you the land where you live. ”

Ren Jiayi was speechless, took a sip of cold drink and said: "You said that my grandfather is a lot of upright people, why did he give birth to you, a wall grass." ”

"Heh......" Yuan Weijun instantly picked up his uncle's shelf and threatened, "Although I am only seven years older than you, I am your uncle." No matter how big or small you are, I'll go directly past your mom and tell your dad where you are. ”

Ren Jiayi's ears were calloused when he heard this, he didn't bother to pay attention to him, drank half of the cold drink and said, "Let's talk about something serious." ”

"Serious business. ”

"Tell me about Asperger's syndrome. ”

"What are you asking for? Yuan Weijun was surprised that Ren Jiayi actually discussed professional issues with him.

"I want to sign a student, but she has Asperger, so it's hard to get in touch with. Ren Jiayi told the truth, or Yuan Weijun would definitely break the casserole and ask to the end. Yuan Weijun knew that he was in the sales agency business of art in Mincheng.

"Oh. Yuan Weijun leaned back in his chair and said, "Asperger's main embodiment is social impairment. Don't you know?"

"I'll ask you how you get in touch with these kinds of patients. ”

"Scorer. Yuan Weijun took the teacup and took a sip of water, and continued: "Some of them want to fit in with the group, but they don't judge other people's demeanor, language and actions. Others are reluctant to deal with people. Then there are stereotyped and programmed behaviors, and once you meet new people, you will feel restless when the rhythm of life is disrupted. ”

Ren Jiayi recalled the reaction she got when she came into contact with Cen Qi, and she accounted for two things, and she was a typical Asperger's syndrome patient. It was difficult for Ren Jiayi to get a response from her.

"How can you talk to them? Ren Jiayi asked.

"You have to be patient. "Most Asperger's communication skills are weak, so try to use simple and understandable words and sentence patterns to communicate with them. And then there's the fact that their lives are basically fixed, and you have to fit in with them. They will slowly get used to you and take the initiative to communicate with you. ”

Ren Jiayi understood the meaning and said, "That is, I have to find an entry point into her life, and over time she will notice my existence, and then she will be familiar with me?"

"Yes, that's what it means. Yuan Weijun got up and went to the small bar to fetch water, thought about it, and asked vigilantly: "Is the student a man or a woman?" ”

"What are you asking for? Ren Jiayi raised his eyebrows.

"If it's a schoolgirl, I have to warn you. Yuan Weijun changed his image of a poor mouth and became serious. "If you enter someone's life, it's hard to get out. Once she gets used to you, she forms a new programmed life, like a piece in the middle of a stack of building blocks. As soon as you turn around and leave, the blocks fall apart. Anxiety and depression may have found her. ”

Ren Jiayi put the cold drink aside, his eyes a little dark.

"Having Asperger's doesn't mean the person doesn't have feelings, especially girls. Yuan Weijun said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Your face is enough to attract bees and butterflies, and then take the initiative to contact other girls, what if she likes you." ”

Ren Jiayi: "......"

"How many students can be picked over there, don't mess with people. Yuan Weijun often comes into contact with special groups and strongly disapproves of Ren Jiayi's business, "Generally, the family members of such patients are very tolerant of them and will try their best to meet their needs." If a girl takes a fancy to you and her family comes to the door, can you marry her? Can your mother let you marry her?"

"Where did you say it went, how could that be. Ren Jiayi's face was black.

"I'll make it clear to you the worst-case scenario, don't take it seriously. I've seen it. Yuan Weijun finished receiving the water, looked at the clock on the wall, and sighed: "I have to go on a blind date." Big nephew, that's the price for not telling my sister where you are. ”

Ren Jiayi shook the cold drink cup, listened to the clattering of ice cubes, and teased: "My ex-aunt has found the next stop of happiness, you can't sit all the time at the divorce site and become an old man, right?"

"Mind your own business. Yuan Weijun snorted twice, "You are also thirty years old, and if you don't come back, believe it or not, your mother wants you with the whole big-character poster." And the last time, the two of us had dinner together, and the old man Ren wanted to hug his grandson and wanted to go crazy, so he kept talking about where you were, so scared that I ran away without eating a few bites. ”

"Count you righteous, and I'll invite you to dinner when I turn around. Ren Jiayi said with a smile.

The two of them hung up the phone after a few more idle sentences.

There were a lot of people coming in to the cold drink shop, and it became noisy.

Ren Jiayi drank the remaining half of the cold drink and walked out of the store. Cars come and go, and it's another day's high/peak work. Ren Jiayi walked aimlessly, thinking about what Yuan Weijun said.

It seems that it is really difficult to contact Cen Qi, but he really appreciates Cen Qi's talent.

The mobile phone rang several times, Ren Jiayi flipped it out and took a look, Nanzi asked why he signed Cen Zhu's stubble to be yellow. He only replied that Cen Qi had a foreign agency, and didn't say anything else.

Nanzi actually guessed it, but she was still quite disappointed. Although their company has been acting as an agent, there are few large orders and a lack of a signboard. Cen Qi is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate. Nanzi said that she could only find someone else.

Ren Jiayi stared at the phone screen and thought about it, and dialed another number.

"Xiao Ren, what's wrong?"

"Professor Zheng, I want to visit your studio tomorrow, can you see it?" asked Ren Jiayi politely.

"You're poaching my students again. Professor Zheng smiled, "Okay, tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, I'll take you to the studio to have a look." ”

"Thank you. ”

"You're welcome, the dean mentioned you to me that day, saying that you have contributed to the employment of students in various departments, so let's contact us more in the future. ”

"I'll have to rely on you and the dean for support. Ren Jiayi said a scene.

Professor Zheng smiled and said, "But I have a first-year student, so don't beat her up." Her works are represented by a foreign company, and in addition to being used for school assessments and non-commercial exhibitions, as long as the works are used for commercial purposes, she must greet them abroad. ”

This must be Cen Yu.

Ren Jiayi responded without thinking about it, at least he had a chance to contact Cen Ji first.

At less than two o'clock in the afternoon of the next day, the door of the second oil painting studio was closed, and a piece of A4 paper was pasted at the door, which read, "In the human body sketching, no non-personnel of the studio are allowed to enter".

Ren Jiayi stood at the door and hesitated, there was no sticker on this door a few days ago.

Professor Zheng came down from upstairs, saw Ren Jiayi standing at the door of the studio, walked over quickly, and said, "What are you doing standing here, go in." ”

"Not so well. Ren Jiayi glanced at the A4 paper, turned around and said, "I'm not your student." ”

"Hey, I said hello to the model. Professor Zheng reached out to open the door, and looked back at Ren Jiayi with admiration, "I didn't expect you to be very particular." The model is a man, so you don't have to be embarrassed. ”

Ren Jiayi dispelled his worries when he heard this, and entered the door with Professor Zheng.

There are six students in the studio, half male and half female. The model sits on a single jujube flannel sofa by the window, one/silk/no/hanging, and the floor-to-ceiling white fur blanket is casually worn to cover the key parts/positions.

The studio was quiet, except for the small movement of students painting and coloring.

Ren Jiayi glanced over, but didn't see Cen Qi's figure, she hadn't arrived yet.

"These are all graduate students I have taken, some of them are studying and some are studying two, not all of them. "If you have something to look forward to, you can talk to them." The student I mentioned yesterday hasn't come yet, so I guess she'll be there in a moment. ”

Ren Jiayi nodded, and Professor Zheng led the way around the studio from the students' works closest to the door.

Needless to say, these students have their own painting skills, each with their own style. Three students had heard Ren Jiayi's name, and after Professor Zheng's introduction, they quickly became acquainted with Ren Jiayi. The other three already had plans to graduate, but they also chatted with Ren Jiayi for a few words, but they didn't want to talk about it, and the studio became lively.

The model leans sideways on the sofa, holding his head with one hand and his eyes closed, no matter how much movement is in the studio. Half an hour later, the sun moves to the west, and the sunlight pours into the window, casting the shadow of ivy ivy on the model's body, and the fair skin shows mottled changes in light and shadow, crossing a hazy beauty.

Ren Jiayi glanced at the model at this time, and thought that it was a woman sitting there without looking carefully. However, the model is a young man in his early twenties, very delicate, and his skin is very white, white to slightly sickly.

The door to the studio suddenly opened, and Cen Qi entered.

The model's eyes opened almost at the same time, and his originally faint expression became soft and pleasant because of Cen Qi's appearance.

Ren Jiayi noticed the change in the model's expression and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, and when she turned her eyes to Cen Qi, she only looked at him for a moment before sitting in front of her easel.

The scene in front of me yesterday obviously didn't happen again......