Chapter 465

"Don't worry, you can express it slowly..." Qin Yi thinks that he is very strange. It seems that the child has not received normal education. Even deaf and dumb people should be able to use sign language or other ways of expression, but he is like a newborn child. He has clear ideas in his heart, but he doesn't know how to express them.

The boy opened his mouth as if he didn't know he couldn't speak, but didn't know how to say it.

Qin Yi was a little distressed and said in a soft voice, "well, I ask you, do you nod or shake your head, OK?"

This time he understood quickly and nodded his head.

"Let's first determine the address. The first step in communication is to exchange names." Qin Yi was afraid that he could not understand, and deliberately slowed down his speech, "are you called Zhou Mingxi?"

It seems to be very sensitive to Zhou Mingxi's three words. He nodded immediately.

Qin Yi's face showed a smile, "Hello Mingxi, my name is Qin Yi, Qin Dynasty's Qin Dynasty, the meaning of artistic conception, you can call my name directly."

Zhou Mingxi's eyes are bright and his lips move. Qin Yi seems to be reading "Qin Yi" from his mouth shape.

Qin Yi is surprised. The child is very smart.

She asked, "Mingxi, do you know sign language?"

Zhou Mingxi frowned and didn't seem to understand why he wanted to understand it. Qin Yi was even more surprised. The child couldn't speak. Why didn't the Zhou family teach him sign language?

In fact, she has found that Mingxi has difficulties in communicating with others. He seems to be a little bit Mental retardation.

If it's mental retardation, it can explain why he doesn't learn sign language, perhaps because he can't.

But judging from his mouth shape just now, he learned things very quickly, eh It's not right. Maybe it should not be said that he is intelligent, but he is very talented in some aspects.

Is this child autistic?

Qin Yi made an uncertain guess.

Most autistic patients are mentally retarded. They are hard to communicate with people and can't take care of themselves. It's rare for him to be like Shi Yu. Is he a minority of autistic patients with non mental retardation or a very few people who show super high intelligence quotient. Through training, they can live like a normal person.

In addition, there are a small number of patients with mental retardation, whose self-care ability is very low, but they have extraordinary talent in some aspects, such as art, music, painting and so on. There have been such great pianists in the world.

I don't know if Mingxi is such a patient.

She sighed, no matter what kind of patients, for autistic families are a misfortune.

"Do you want to touch my face because it's different from others, or because I look good?"

Zhou Mingxi once again opened his eyes wide, Qin Yi saw from inside like, very simple like, like met a beautiful thing.

Qin Yi is flattered by his undisguised praise. Only such a child whose mind is not disturbed can have such pure feelings.

"Because I look good?" She asked softly with a smile.

Zhou Mingxi nodded and quickly shook his head.

Qin Yi doesn't understand what he means. It means that she looks good, but it's not because she looks good that she wants to touch her face? Or do you think she looks good, but not just because she looks good?

Or is she different from others?

"Whatever the reason, you like it, don't you?"

Zhou Mingxi nodded again and again, full of joy.

Qin Yi laughed again, "well, since you like it so much, I'll let you touch it."

She put her face together, Zhou Mingxi was very impatient before, but really can touch her face is very careful.

He carefully reached out his hand and approached her bit by bit. He stopped in front of her eyes. Instead of touching her face immediately, he slowly drew the outline of her face, as if he had encountered something very strange. His eyes widened and his eyes filled with wonder and joy.

As if her face is a piece of art to the extreme of beauty, let people see the amazing, deeply convinced.

To Qin Yi's surprise, Zhou Mingxi's hands never touched her skin. After describing the outline of her face, she began to draw the outline of her whole body.

Qin Yi felt that he seemed to be observing himself, just as a painter would observe the object of painting from various angles before he started to write.

She thought, "Mingxi, do you want to draw?"

Zhou Mingxi eyes a bright, hands and feet dance, in the figure of what.

"Do you want paper and pen?"

He nodded hard, and the hair on his head was crooked.

How lovely

Resisting the impulse to pinch his face, Qin Yi searched the room and found a black water-based pen and a piece of A4 white paper from the drawer of his desk. "No color pen, only black water-based pen and white paper? If you want colored pens, I can ask for them. "

The boy nodded his head with bright eyes and shook his head seriously.

This means only water-based pens and white paper, not colored pens?

Qin Yi thought that the child was too cute, and finally couldn't help but stretch out his magic claw and rub it on his hairy head.She spread the white paper on the table and pushed Mingxi to the table. "OK, let's start painting."

The water-based pen is placed next to the white paper. Zhou Mingxi reaches out to take it, but he can't hold it all the time. It's like severe myopia and can't see where things are.

Qin Yi feels strange again. When Mingxi just observed her, her eyesight didn't have a problem at all. How could she not see clearly after changing things?

He took it several times without holding the pen, a little impatient, Qin Yi quickly put the pen into his hand, "the pen is here, can't you control your hand? Don't worry, just try a few more times

Zhou Mingxi held the pen tightly, for fear that the pen would jump away, and his face was like an enemy.

Qin Yi was amused by his expression, and then saw his strength to the back of his hand. He was afraid that he would lose his strength. He said in a soft voice: "the pen is in your hand. It won't run away. You can relax a little."

He began to teach him how to hold the pen, but the child seemed to be unable to control his own strength. It took him a long time to learn how to hold a pen with the right strength.

Qin Yi praised him. Seeing him looking at himself, he suddenly understood, "I'll be a model for you?"

He said nothing, just looked at her.

I stood on the other side of the desk

He tilted his head for a moment, and his hands began to move.

Qin Yi can't help but be happy. The child's eyes have been looking at her, but she is very confident in writing, as if her hand has eyes.

She looked down at the paper.

Well, it could be abstract

On the white paper, there was a mess of black paint. I couldn't see what was being painted. Anyway, it wasn't her.

Qin Yi is wondering whether to remind him. Zhou Mingxi has found his failed painting. He frowns tightly and continues to paint with his pen in his hand. However, he can't understand why he can see clearly and know how Qin Yi's appearance is formed, but he can't draw it.

The more the painting, the more chaotic, the more urgent.

"Ah, ah!" Zhou Mingxi poked at the white paper and cried out in pain.

"Bright light!" Wei orange ran in from the outside with a worried face, "Mingxi, what's the matter with you?"

Zhou Mingxi turned a deaf ear to her. Her eyes were fixed on the white paper. She was still drawing hard, and her tears fell down.

Wei orange heartache to death, glared at the room only three another person, "are you bullying Mingxi?!"