Lang Ziang looked at the three potted plants on the table in a daze, the leaves of the plants were very beautiful, and they looked like green crystal carvings. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Since these potted plants were put into his office, the temperature of the whole room has plummeted, which is not inferior to that of the air conditioner.

Scratching his head, he picked up a potted plant that functioned like an air conditioner in one hand and walked out of the office, ready to place it in the other two large classrooms.

Lang Ziang felt that if Lin Zeng came up with more amazing plants, he would not make a fuss anymore.

Because the rehabilitation center was first built, the number of staff was still insufficient, and Lang Ziang did a lot of work himself.

In the two large recovery rooms, the patient who made an appointment is having a simple interaction with his assistant therapist, who will later start the treatment one by one.

Putting down the potted plants, Lang Ziang still decided to go to the classroom where Lin Zeng taught.

Passing by the corridor, I found that the parents who were accompanied by autistic patients looked curiously by the window, and saw Lang Ziang coming over, and greeted him with some embarrassment.

These were the patient's family members he was familiar with, Lang Ziang smiled back, and then quietly pushed open the back door of the classroom and found a place to sit.

Unlike other recovery rooms, this room is decorated like a school classroom.

The age groups of the students vary greatly, some have childish faces, some have wrinkles at the corners of their eyes, and they sit in back chairs, the only thing they have in common is that they all have a potted plant on their desks.

Mind Dancer, a bridge of communication for people with autism.

These patients are people who are already able to communicate simply through the mind dancer. But in reality, it is still very difficult to communicate with them like ordinary people.

Lang Ziang is very curious, how will Lin Zeng go to class?

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Lin Zeng stood on the podium and looked at the students below.

In front of them, the Mind Dancer potted plants of different heights are placed in the upper right corner.

To his relief, the students looked at him for a moment, except at the beginning, and their eyes never rested on him.

The Mind Dancer Bonsai is their focus.

Of course, there are two more familiar people in the classroom.

A small circle sitting in the first row.

Kong Yang sitting in the last row.

Lin Zeng smiled at them, then took out a bundle of thin pens from the big bag he carried, walked off the podium, and said while distributing: "This is a special pen, and it is also a companion who accompanies you when drawing patterns. ”

Lin Zeng's words spread throughout the classroom, and even the parents outside the window could hear them clearly. They didn't dare to speak, and most of them watched quietly with concerned expressions.

The students in the classroom do not respond at the same speed.

Some people took seven or eight seconds, some more than twenty seconds, before reaching out and pulling out the overly slender drawing pen.

Some students never seem to have a pen in their hands and look at it.

As for Kong Yang and Xiaoyuan, they were not pulled down, and Lin Zeng also gave them a drawing pen.

After Lin Zeng distributed the drawing pen, he gave each of them two pieces of thick paper the size of A4, and finally he gave them a sample drawing of the smelting pattern that he had prepared for each of these students.

This is not a complete smelt pattern, but a tenth of the smelting pattern.

It is extremely difficult for beginners to learn the difficult rune patterns in one go. A magnified exploded view that is beneficial for their early learning.

A chubby middle-aged man, staring at the drawings on the table in a daze, didn't say anything, as if he had forgotten everything around him.

A tall girl, holding a exploded view of the example in both hands, her eyelids blinking.

A young man in his twenties, lying on the table, with a suspiciously shiny liquid on the side of his mouth, his index fingertips kept moving on the white paper, muttering words that others couldn't understand, staring intently at the smelting pattern exploded map that Lin Zeng gave him.

"Drawing patterns is a lot of fun. Lin Zeng organized the language, looked at the students, and said.

The experience of communicating with the two students of Xiaoyuan Kong Yang told him that there is no need to talk about these students. Even with the help of mind dancers, it is still difficult for them to understand the deep and complex sentence structure until they are well integrated.

After Lin Zeng finished saying this, he spread out a piece of white paper the size of a newspaper and fixed it with a magnet on the whiteboard behind him to write.

He tapped his knuckles on the whiteboard and said in a deep voice, "Please pay attention to the clipboard." ”

After Lin Zeng finished speaking, he waited for about half a minute before the students' eyes focused on the white paper on the wall one after another.

Glancing at it, he found that there was nothing missing, Lin Zengcai held a slightly larger drawing pen, raised his hand and began to write.

The classroom was silent, and the expressions of these students were a little wooden, but their eyes kept following the movement of Lin Zeng's hand that drew the pattern, and no one fell on his painted posture.

The lines of the runic patterns seem to have a strong attraction to these older autistic patients, just like a cat sees a mouse, a dog sees a bone, and a person sees money......

All the students present were immersed in the lines of the painting, as if there were infinite treasures on the tip of the pen.

Even Xiao Yuan, who had already learned the smelting pattern, and Kong Yang, who had been learning the smelting pattern for a long time, all watched with full attention.

Lin Zeng finished drawing this exploded picture, and turned around to see a pair of eyes that seemed dull and dull a few minutes ago, as if they had been injected with fresh vitality, scorching and shining.

Those old parents who have taken care of them for decades obviously also found that their children are in a different state, and they can't help but be excited, but they still dare not speak.

The sound insulation effect of the classroom is not good, and if they speak, it will inevitably affect the learning in the room, which is something that every parent here does not want to see.

While the students were studying exploded diagrams, Lin began to teach them how to hold the pen and how to use it.

This is the first lesson of the painter.

Lang Ziang didn't listen for long, and left with a smile.

He saw the way Lin Zeng spoke, and thought that there was no problem for Teacher Lin Zenglin to deal with this class alone.

He didn't stay here for long, Lin Zeng had just given him a packet of Mind Dancer seeds yesterday, and he was going to continue the healing work immediately.

Lin Zeng didn't say much, and when the professor finished holding the pen, he began to let the students do it themselves.

Learn from Lin Zeng, in an awkward posture, drawing the lines of the smelting pattern on the white paper.

Lin Zeng stepped down from the podium and began to tour the table for specific counseling and correcting their penmanship.

As their senior brother, Madoka, a serious person, no longer draws the smelting pattern, but lays on the table to draw an exploded diagram of the wisdom pattern.

And Lin Zeng looked at Kong Yang's progress and was pleasantly surprised to find that this kid who loved to play with the Rubik's Cube had actually begun to try to combine the exploded diagrams of the smelting patterns.