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Shen Qiong hummed with his legs crossed early in the morning, sitting on a chair and sipping tea with a smile on his face.

Gu Liming smiled: "Hey, Master Shen is in a good mood today?"

"That's it, people are in good spirits when they are happy!" Shen Qiong said with a deep smile.

"Tut-tut, you hurry up and find a mirror to see how obscene your smile is now, I guess it's okay. Gu Liming quipped.

Shen Qiong didn't bother to take care of this guy, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he took another sip of tea, and then turned around and walked into the small room of fortune telling.

At this moment, there was a mother and son standing at the door of Tianji Pavilion, and Ren Tianxue greeted with a smile when she saw it: "Is it Yu Jiaping?" Please come in, the master is already waiting inside. ”

Chen Menglan took Yu Jiaping's hand and stood at the door and hesitated for a moment, then walked in......

Gu Liming, who was squatting to reinstall the laptop system, inadvertently glanced at the two of them, and immediately frowned, the child's expression was indifferent, this is not like the expression that the guests who came to tell the fortune should have, it stands to reason that even if they are not excited, they should be a little apprehensive!

Chen Menglan followed Ren Tianxue's guidance to the door of the room and smiled at Master Shen who was sitting inside, "Hello?"

"Come in!" Shen Qiong held a large thick book in his hand, the title of which was blocked by an old dictionary.

"Master, he ......" Chen Menglan turned her head and found that her son was standing motionless at the door, so she walked over and pulled Yu Jiaping over, pressed him on the chair and sat down.

Shen Qiong noticed the abnormality of this child at first sight, and his heart suddenly tightened, and his previous excitement faded a lot.

"Master, my son is a little autistic, please forgive me!" Chen Menglan smiled apologetically.

It turned out that this was the case, no wonder Shen Qiong felt that this child was weird, and his eyes kept floating, as if he didn't see himself at all.

Shen Qiong suddenly had an idea, and said with a light smile: "Have you heard of Stephen?"

Chen Menglan shook her head in amazement, not knowing what Master Shen wanted to say, she gritted her teeth and said, "Master, I actually want you to calculate a hexagram for him and see what he ......."

"Stephen Weir is a gifted British painter with autism. Shen Qiong said with a smile without waiting for her to finish.

Chen Menglan's words were suddenly choked in her throat, she was like asking her child if she was a genius in painting, although she might be laughed at when she said this kind of thing, but she always felt that her child was a genius in this regard.

However, she didn't expect that Master Shen's first sentence was to hit the nail on the head, and even directly pointed out that he was a genius painter.

Chen Menglan was pleasantly surprised, and asked emotionally: "So the master means that my son really has the talent to be a painter?"

"God closes a door for you, and will open a window for you, although this sentence is chicken soup text, but who dares to say that it is wrong?" Shen Qiong said with a smile: "To tell you the truth, his talent is the best I have ever met since I told the hexagram." ”

As soon as Chen Menglan heard Master Shen give such a high evaluation, she immediately smiled and said, "Thank you Master Shen so much, in fact, I have been muttering in my heart, hoping that he will be good and worried that my expectations are too high." ”

Shen Qiong picked up the teacup next to him with a shallow smile and took a sip of tea, looked at Yu Jiaping who was in a daze and asked, "Does he like to paint?"

"Yes, and he has no hobbies other than painting, not even other entertainment. Chen Menglan said with some worry: "He has had this disease since he was a child, and other people's children will get better when they grow up, but he doesn't like to talk more and more, and he hides in the room from morning to night to paint." ”

Shen Qiong's mind turned, and he nodded: "Maybe he habitually uses other ways to express his feelings, such as painting?" He looked at the other party with a smile after speaking.

"Actually, even if you don't have to ask the master, I know that he has a talent in this area, and he used to be good, but he hasn't painted a complete picture since he was nine years old. Chen Menglan said with a bitter face.

"Oh, what's going on?" Shen Qiong was very curious, it stands to reason that Yu Jiaping's current painting skill value has reached 75, and the potential value is even as high as 90, so he will use the British genius painter to compare.

I can't say a word or two, but the simple thing is that the child will only draw one picture at a time, and every time the previous work is not finished, he will start to paint the next work, and this has been the case for several years in a row. Chen Menglan became even more emotional when she talked about this, "Six or seven months ago, he had been painting the same painting, and I thought that this child was finally going to paint it completely, but in the end it became a broken painting." ”

Shen Qiong was very keen to grasp the other party's words, and said in surprise: "Disabled?" Could it be that because his level has been improving, he felt that the previous one was too bad in the middle of the painting, so he painted again, so it kept circulating." ”

He thinks that this possibility exists, after all, Yu Jiaping's data shows that he is only thirteen years old, and his painting level is already so high, after all, in Shen Qiong's impression, those whose talent skills can reach 80 may already be ranked at the top of the country.

You must know that Fang Yongkang's singing skills were less than 70 at the beginning, and as a high school student, he already had a feeling of being up-and-coming.

However, Chen Menglan shook her head and said: "I also doubted it, but it shouldn't be this reason, some paintings he finished painting in a day or two, he can't dislike yesterday's level today, right?"

Shen Qiong smiled bitterly: "Since he is a genius and has a peculiar personality, I think it is still difficult for us ordinary people to figure it out." ”

Hearing this, Chen Menglan sighed again, looking at her son who was sitting in a daze on the chair, with a trace of confusion in her eyes.

Shen Qiong has always attached great importance to gifted guests, especially this kind of genius who still suffers from autism, he is definitely a blockbuster, he smiled: "It's better to be like this, find a chance for me to appreciate his paintings another day, otherwise it's useless for us to just sit here and chat." ”

As soon as she heard that Master Shen was willing to come to the door for guidance, Chen Menglan immediately laughed, "That's great, I'll trouble Master then, I don't have much money here......" After that, she got up and prepared to pay the gift money for the hexagram.

Shen Qiong hurriedly stopped her, "Don't don't, don't! You just said that you didn't come to me to tell the fortune, and you also knew that he had talent, so I really didn't help much." ”

"How this works, I guess by myself, but with the master's affirmation, I am much more down-to-earth in my heart, and this money must be given. Chen Menglan said anxiously.

Shen Qiong could guess from the complexion and clothing of the two that their living standards were poor, and this money must not be collectible, he smiled: "It's better to be like this, I'll come to Jiaping another day and ask Jiaping to give me a painting, and it makes some sense for me to collect it." ”

Chen Menglan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, in fact, she was really tight on money, and her expenses were beyond her means, but she was embarrassed to say that she would not give some gift money, and when she heard Master Shen's words at this time, she smiled and said: "Okay, even if the master likes it, even if it is picky, I am reluctant to throw it away at home anyway, it's a pity." ”

Shen Qiong thought that this was much happier than receiving gift money, he looked at the child in front of him, this is a genius painter with a potential value of 90!

As for what the other party said that there was no complete painting, Shen Qiong didn't pay too much attention to it, after all, many genius painters have weird personalities, and the style of painting is different, the more weird and strange the more hype gimmicks.

The two made an appointment for a while, and Chen Menglan pulled her son away, Yu Jiaping didn't say a word from beginning to end, staring in a daze the whole time, seeing that Shen Qiong shook his head and was speechless.

Shen Qiong sighed secretly: "Sure enough, geniuses are all lonely. ”