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A large crystal chandelier illuminated the entire room, and more than a dozen people gathered around a table, all chatting and laughing.

At this moment, Lu Cong pushed the door in, and everyone cast surprised glances at him, "Hey, the people of Mianjiang are also here, and I thought there would be one less competitor today!"

Lu Cong was wearing a black suit, full of energy, and he greeted the two next to him with a smile and found a seat to sit down.

"Okay! Now that the heads of the seven companies have arrived, let's stop chatting and talk about business!" said one of the older middle-aged Fa Fu.

"Yes! It's time to get down to business, after everyone's efforts, the two giants are finally willing to give in, and the whole process is like a tiger's mouth, which is not easy. ”

"But...... There is only one bite of cake, who is it for?", a rich middle-aged man laughed.

Lu Cong smiled faintly: "Then come as agreed, draw lots!"

The rich middle-aged man rubbed his hands with a smile, "I specially asked the master to open the light with this hand today, I guess it should be me." ”

"Hehe, coincidentally, the Buddhist beads I brought with me today have also been consecrated. With that, the man raised his wrist deliberately.

"It's the first time I've heard that your hands can still be opened!" said the older middle-aged man, sneering.

Lu Cong's heart was beating rapidly, and the adrenaline secretion was significantly accelerated, he straightened up and smiled: "It seems that they are all prepared!"

A few people asked the waiter to find a blank piece of paper, divide it into 7 pieces of paper of about the same size, and then under the gaze of everyone, write a "medium" character on one of the sheets, and finally fold all the papers in the same way and put them in a large bowl.

In the whole process, except for the waiter, no one touched the paper, and the so-called cheating was eliminated.

"Then I'm welcome. The rich middle-aged man was the first to grab a note and come out.

And then everybody got up and grabbed the note, which was a 1 in 7 chance anyway......

Lu Cong pinched the note in his hand, and immediately took a big breath, like him, there were also young people next to him, and it could be seen that although everyone pretended to be calm, they were actually panicked in their hearts.

Lu Cong saw that everyone didn't dare to look at the result, he decided to be the first to open the note, anyway, there is no way back now, he can only hope that Master Shen did not cheat himself.

Although the 30,000 yuan of the fortune teller is not a small amount of money, he can still afford this money, and in the end, even if he can't resign, it's a big deal to change companies!

But if he wins, it will really jump into the dragon gate, and he will move directly from multiple desks to a single office, and Qin Dong finally promised to successfully get the project and directly reward 500,000 cash, so no matter which angle he looks at, he feels that it is worth betting!

He opened the note with a slightly trembling hand, and as soon as he saw that he was moving, everyone looked at Lu Cong in unison, after all, if one person misses, the probability of winning is equivalent to an increase.

Lu Cong opened it and looked inside, suddenly got up and slapped the note on the table with one hand, his face was full of smiles, "I'm sorry everyone......! I'm in!"

There was a bang, and suddenly everyone's hearts were cold, and they hurriedly opened the note in their hands.

Didn't hit!

Didn't hit!

Didn't hit!

Sure enough, the rest of the people had blank notes in their hands, and there were no words at all!!

"I'm ......" The rich middle-aged man couldn't help but stand up and kicked on the chair next to him.

Lu Cong was proud, and smiled at a few people: "No, you guys, you guys have so many tricks, and they are all not as good as Master Shen." ”

There was silence in the room......

Someone whispered, "Master Shen?"

……

In a lit room, littered with messy frames, a boy sits in a chair with a paintbrush in his hand, staring blankly at the drawing on the drawing board for forty minutes, during which the boy remains motionless and silent.

The mother and a well-dressed psychiatrist were chatting about the child in the living room, "Dr. Ye really bothered for our Jiaping, and he even came to visit us with a sprained foot." Mother gratefully shook Ye Yusheng's hand.

Ye Yusheng gently pulled the long hair of the shawl behind him, and said with a smile: "It's too polite, I have met a lot of children like Jiaping, autistic children are very lonely, they don't know how to communicate with people, so you usually have to talk to him more." ”

The mother sighed, her face was obviously haggard, and she forced a smile on her face: "I didn't want to hug him before, and I didn't respond to calling him, but since Dr. Ye helped, now if I call him a few more words, he can know how to respond to me." ”

Ye Yusheng analyzed with a smile: "Autistic children have communication disorders, but the main thing is to be patient to chat with children, share their joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and drug treatment can only play an auxiliary role." In previous patients, we have found that if parents are involved in their child's treatment, it often makes a good difference. ”

As soon as she heard the words "parents", a complicated look flashed on her mother's face, and she said to Ye Yusheng with a smile after a few seconds: "By the way, about the comprehensive therapy you mentioned, I have also been studying recently. ”

"Well, that's good, in fact, there are many ways to treat autism, and we basically develop the training content according to the activities and interests of the child. ”

"But since Jiaping likes to draw, then I think you can praise him for his good drawing, try to understand why he paints like this, or why he wants to paint, communicate with him more, and express your feelings in the process. Feelings such as surprise, joy, loss, etc., if you can stick to them for a long time, it is very helpful to improve the condition. ”

Ye Yusheng was attracted by a conspicuous painting as he spoke, and immediately stepped forward and said in surprise: "This painting is so beautiful!"

The mother smiled happily: "Yes, he painted this painting for six or seven months, and basically painted it every two days. At this point, she sighed and continued, "It's a pity that he still couldn't finish the painting, and he changed to another work." ”

In the frame is a scene of a city street, whether it is the stop sign on the street, the buildings next to it, or even the pedestrians walking on the road, they are all missing edges and corners, giving people the feeling that the painting has not been finished at all.

However, even so, this painting is still the most beautiful and eye-catching painting in the house, all Yu Jiaping's paintings are incomplete, Ye Yusheng has never seen the other party paint a complete painting, even if it is an apple, it must be missing.

"It's a pity, it's rare for Jiaping to paint so well, but he is always reluctant to complete the painting. Ye Yusheng squatted down to admire the painting.

"Alas, this painting Jia Pinghua thought about the most and painted it for the longest time, but once he started painting other works, the previous painting would not be changed, so this painting was destined to be unfinished. The mother smiled bitterly: "A few days ago, someone said that if they can finish this painting, they are willing to pay 20,000 yuan to buy it!"

Ye Yusheng also sighed: "That's a pity, Jiaping's painting talent is really good, I see that his current paintings are more and more beautiful and tasteful than before." ”

"That's no use! this boy just doesn't want to finish the painting, just as this painting is just a little bit close......," said the mother, helpless and sad.

Ye Yusheng got up with a smile and said: "Take your time, Jiaping is only thirteen years old, and if he insists on treatment, he will get better, and as long as he is willing to continue painting, I believe that there will be more and more people who know how to appreciate, most of the children with autism are interested in narrow-minded symptoms, and I think it's a lucky thing that he likes to paint." ”

"Well, this painting was put here after Jiaping finished painting, although it can't be sold, but I am happy to look at it at home. Mother laughed.

The two chatted for a while, and then Ye Yusheng took the bag and prepared to leave, she smiled: "I will come over next time to see his situation." ”

The mother sent Ye Yusheng to the door of the house, and suddenly asked, "By the way, has Doctor Ye heard of Master Shen?"

Ye Yusheng frowned, and said with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, I don't have any impression." ”

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay!" the mother smiled and nodded, and only closed the door as she watched Dr. Ye leave.

She came to the living room full of paintings, piled up Yu Jiaping's works from a few years ago, and separated the most recent works, and then sat down and looked at the painting that someone offered 20,000 yuan in a daze.

Of course, she tried to let her children continue to improve the painting, after all, 20,000 yuan is a lot of money for herself, but Yu Jiaping has no idea of continuing to complete the painting.

It's like that's what this painting should look like.