Shuchen Park, on the second floor of Orchid House, has thirty-five special straw tables and chairs, and on each table and chair is a quiet student. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The materials of the desks and chairs are the same as the walls of the classroom, with dark green bluegrass leaves, interwoven into a single table and a chair with a backrest.

Thirty-five tables and chairs woven from bluegrass leaves have a simple and generous shape and a natural atmosphere. Even the top straw weaving masters will be amazed by the furniture that grows naturally in the orchid house.

In August, the scorching heat did not dissipate at all. But the scorching summer breeze blew into the center of the bluegrass, and immediately turned into a pleasant and refreshing cool breeze.

In addition to the reason why the orchid house is originally cooler than the outdoors, it is also due to the fact that Lin Zeng placed two pots of condensed crystal multi-colored ice fairy grass in front and behind the classroom.

Lin Zeng is naturally not stingy with his students.

Each of the students in the audience held a drawing pen half the size of an ordinary pencil in their hands, and carefully traced the intricate patterns on the white paper on the desktop.

Lin Zeng sat at the front of the classroom, quickly skimmed through the homework he had received before class, and then standardized the most mistaken penmanship positions on the wall on the exploded diagram examples, ready to teach later.

The teaching mode of the big classroom is different from his original one-on-one explanation.

When I first taught Madoka, it was a face-to-face tutoring model, pointing out his mistakes one by one, and it took two or three hours each time. Although this method of teaching is very effective, after the number of students expands to the hundreds, if there is no fever in the head, this method will definitely not be used.

Facing more than 30 students at the same time, looking at the pots of plants that were actively swinging, Lin Zeng could not explain in detail to everyone.

Before each class, he asked them to hand in a copy of the previous week's homework, and then quickly summarized the common points of their mistakes and gave them unified guidance.

While he explained, Madoka and Kong Yang sat in the back of the classroom and helped him correct the mistakes in each assignment.

When Lin Zeng finished talking about common mistakes, he would set aside an hour to simply analyze the mistakes in the drawings for each student.

Madoka and Kong Yang will also demonstrate the correct brushwork to other students.

In general, the learning class of the painter does not focus on the teaching of a large amount of new knowledge as in the ordinary teaching method.

Its teaching form is more like the way the teacher comments on the papers in a high school classroom.

The learning of runes by students is more through their own careful observation, continuous practice, and gradual comprehension.

This is also the reason why the profession of painter is not suitable for ordinary people.

Although autism is a malignant disease, it not only closes off the patient's emotional and communication skills, but also gives them a sensitivity to lines and patterns beyond ordinary people.

Let the average person stay in this class for hours, and they will definitely be confused, dizzy, and have a swollen brain.

This group of students has been studying for nearly two months, but the learning progress cannot be compared with Kong Yang and Xiaoyuan at that time. Probably because of the large number of students, Lin Zeng gave them less attention, and he could not point out and explain in detail their mistakes at one time.

In the first class of students, the fast progress, learned eight of the ten exploded drawings of the smelting pattern, and the slow progress, only half of them.

However, thinking that soon, he would have dozens, hundreds of students who could independently draw smelting patterns, and he could completely extricate himself from smelting pattern drawing, Lin Zeng couldn't help but burst into tears.

Slow down, slow down!

Sharpen the knife and don't mistake the woodcutter!

You must know that if he keeps working the refining furnace 24 hours a day, based on the consumption of four smelting patterns per hour, the daily consumption of smelting patterns can reach nearly 100.

It was impossible for Lin Zeng to spend a lot of time drawing simple smelting patterns, so most of the time, the furnace was idle.

After being a teacher for two months, Lin Zeng's biggest feeling was not that the level of painting patterns of these students continued to improve, but that they got along with each other and watched the changes in them with their own eyes.

From the initial one-sided expression with an indifferent expression, to gradually having a heart-to-heart with their own soul dancers, with tacit understanding, they began to have a different personality for each person.

Old Man Tang's baby son, Tang Bao, turned out to be a chatter, stumbling, and able to talk for a long time.

Pi Guishan's daughter is a careless little girl, with the lowest talent in painting, and every time a wrong place is pointed out, she will habitually stick out her tongue.

Gui Qingyue's younger brother Gui Xiaofeng, who is ten years older than Lin Zeng, is a person who gets to the bottom of things. After learning to communicate with people, I like to hold what I don't understand after class, ask Lin Zeng, ask Xiaoyuan, ask Kong Yang, and never give up until I am satisfied.

As a result, he is also the fastest progressing student in this group.

Lively, restrained, straightforward, and smart......

These rich personalities are naturally displayed in them. Even when he met students with tricky and eccentric personalities, Lin Zeng felt that it was much cuter than their previous closed and silent appearance.

Teaching is going on on on the second floor, and every morning class lasts about two and a half hours.

Due to the special nature of autism, students are not yet able to come to class independently, and each student is accompanied by a parent.

Most of these parents sat on the first floor of the orchid house and waited.

On the first floor of the Orchid Residence, there are rows of backrest chairs to provide rest for the parents of the students. The temperature of the room on the first floor is not much different from that on the second floor, and it also relies on two pots of condensed crystal multi-colored ice fairy grass to adjust the temperature.

The light fragrance of orchids, faintly filling the air, and the wind blowing on their faces from time to time, make these parents who have been working for their children for a long time relax physically and mentally.

Originally, there were parents who audited the class behind the room on the second floor, but for them, the painting class was like a book from the sky, boring and difficult to understand, and in the end they all retreated, preferring to sit on the first floor and read books and swipe their mobile phones.

In the last row of chairs to the left, an old man holds a laptop and taps on a keyboard with one finger of Zen.

Suddenly, the atmosphere of purity was broken by a burst of pulsating music.

"You said you only love the rich and handsome!

I couldn't stop my tears from falling!

It's all because I don't look handsome!

And there is no house, no car, no nameplate......"

Parents sitting on the first floor looked up and looked out the door, looking for the source of the sound.

The old man with the notebook frowned and glanced to the side.

A sturdy middle-aged man sitting beside him received his gaze, nodded, and immediately stood up and walked out the door.

Music that is perfect for the rhythm of square dance, beating drums, continues to ripple in the sky above Shuchen Park.

Lin Zeng on the second floor was analyzing a common mistake on the seventh exploded map of the smelting pattern, and the sudden square dance music suddenly overshadowed his somewhat deep voice.

He stopped talking, looked speechlessly at the mind dancer on the student's table, and began to writhe happily to the rhythm of "Gao Fu Shuai".

More than 30 pairs of eyes in the audience looked at Mr. Lin in confusion.