After divorce, the president of a vegetative state got married in a flash and gave birth to three ba

"Is this Mr. Wen Ya? Can I have a few minutes of your time? Please take a look at my son's painting." Leng Zijun looked at Wen Ya and asked politely. Then she nodded to her son, took the painting from his hand and handed it to Wen Ya.

Wen Ya looked up when she heard the voice, stopped what she was packing, gently put down the things in her hands, and replied with a smile: "Of course, it's my honor."

After saying that, he turned his gaze to Leng Yichen, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

Leng Zijun gently unfolded the scroll in his hand and handed it to Wen Ya. Wen Ya stretched out both hands to take the painting from Leng Zijun and looked at it carefully.

When his eyes fell on the first painting, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but was quickly replaced by joy.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly with an appreciative smile.

"Miaomiao introduced you here, right? This painting was copied from Miaomiao's paintings. Your son has such a good ability to copy at such a young age. He is very talented in painting and you can cultivate him well." Wen Ya looked at Leng Zijun and Leng Yichen, and said in a firm and sincere tone.

Leng Zijun and Jin Huan looked at each other, both of them filled with surprise.

They didn't expect that Wen Yichen could tell that a painting was copied from Xiao Miaomiao's work just by looking at it, and they didn't expect that he would take the initiative to ask them if they knew Xiao Miaomiao.

Judging from Wen Yichen's behavior just now, he obviously knew nothing about them. After all, he rarely even carried a cell phone with him, so Xiao Miaomiao must have been unable to contact him.

"Yes, Mr. Wen, we brought Yichen to see you because we heard Miaomiao mention you." Jin Huan explained, her eyes fell on the silent little boy beside her, her eyes full of love.

"Yichen has suffered from autism since he was a child, but after seeing Miaomiao drawing today, he actually took the initiative to ask to try painting. This painting is his imitation of Miaomiao's work."

Jin Huan continued, "We have never heard Yichen speak, let alone express his ideas. This time he suddenly told us that he wanted to paint, which really surprised us. And Miaomiao also said that this child has an extraordinary talent for painting, so we would like to ask you, are you willing to accept Yichen as your apprentice?"

There was a hint of pleading in Jin Huan's voice: "I know this request may be a bit excessive, but this is indeed Yichen's hobby. As parents, we certainly hope to provide him with a platform for development, and we also hope that you can give this child a chance to learn from you."

After saying that, Jin Huan turned his gaze to Wen Yichen again, his eyes revealing sincerity and expectation.

Wen Ya didn't expect that the child actually suffered from autism. A hint of surprise flashed across her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

He looked at Leng Yichen, without any pity in his eyes, but instead revealed a hint of admiration.

Because he knows that autism is an incurable disease, as long as the correct guidance and treatment are given, patients still have a chance to improve.

He thought of his third senior brother, who was also autistic but became an awe-inspiring figure. He had full confidence in Leng Yichen, believing that he could also overcome the disease and show his own brilliance.

Wen Ya expressed her understanding of everything the Leng family couple said. After all, this was an important opportunity to improve Leng Yichen's condition.

He felt that if Leng Yichen could be influenced by painting, he might really be able to open his heart and gradually step out of his self-enclosed world.

"Miao Miao should have given you the contact information of my third senior brother, right? Haven't you visited him yet?" Wen Ya asked curiously.

Leng Zijun nodded, indicating that they had indeed received the contact information, but had not yet had time to go there.

He explained, "We were originally planning to go there directly, but Miaomiao told us to come to you first and then go to Mr. Mu Shen. She said this was the advice of your teacher, Master Su Yu."

Wen Ya couldn't help but frown after hearing this, full of confusion.

He really couldn't understand why the teacher would make such a request. After all, Leng Yichen suffers from autism and needs more care and attention.

He couldn't help but cast his eyes to the silent Leng Yichen, trying to find the answer from his calm yet confused eyes. However, Leng Yichen remained silent, as if he was staying out of the matter.

Wen Ya thought to herself that perhaps the teacher had deeper considerations and hoped to use this method to help Leng Yichen overcome his difficulties.

So, he decided to put aside his doubts for the time being, support the teacher's decision wholeheartedly, and actively cooperate with subsequent plans.

"I am in charge of the art courses. If you want to let this child take my course, that is of course no problem. I can also teach him in person, but unfortunately, I cannot provide special instruction just for him. I can give him individual tutoring after class, but in formal classes, all students will be treated equally."

Wen Ya explained, looking at her watch, "I have another class in half an hour. If you are willing, you can let him try it first. We can make a decision later."

Jin Huan was a little worried when she heard that she had to attend classes with a class of students.

"Mr. Wen, can I hire you as a private teacher? That means I can give Yichen individual lessons." Jin Huan looked at him and asked. She still hoped that Yichen could have one-on-one teaching.

Wen Ya shook her head without hesitation, "I'm sorry, ma'am, I don't accept private recruitment. Anyone who studies painting with me is my student."

Jin Huan didn't expect him to say that. She could see that Wen Ya looked gentle, but he would not compromise on matters of principle.

Leng Zijun nodded to his wife. He could see that Wen Yahao was really a good person, gentle and considerate to others, but she would not change her principles.

"Let's try it first." Leng Zijun didn't know whether to comfort his wife or himself.

"Okay, come back with me." Wen Ya said as she reluctantly returned the painting in her hand to Leng Yichen.

Wen Ya took Leng Yichen into a small class. The students were all about the same age as Leng Yichen. The children, who were originally a little unhappy to come to class, became happy when they saw Wen Ya come in, and called her Teacher Wen obediently and cutely.

"Hello everyone, there is a new child here today. Let me introduce him to you. This is Leng Yichen. Okay, everyone please sit in your seats." Wen Ya was also happy looking at the child's innocent smile.

Wen Ya placed Leng Yichen in an empty seat in the front row. Knowing that he was now at the stage of being able to accept copying, she opened her mobile phone and asked Leng Yichen to find a painting to copy.

Leng Yichen knew that the choice was painting, so he was not in a hurry at all and looked through the books slowly. Wen Ya did not urge him either, and Leng Yichen finally made up his mind after five minutes.

Wen Ya was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry when she saw the painting he chose.