Tony cried so hard that he fell into love.
Tears flowed out of my eyes like nothing, and my face was so wet that I couldn’t tell whether it was saliva or snot.
If one could see a forty-year-old man crying like this when writing about Cao Gong in Red Mansions, he would probably have the feeling that "men are also made of water."
Everyone in the living room had different expressions.
Hearing such pure sadness, everyone present was not in a good mood.
"Mr. Jane Arnold also said that if any of the three knife painters' works can really help Tony's magic, it would be this detective cat."
The assistant remembered how his previous employer was full of confidence in the detective cat.
His heart was filled with a sarcastic sneer.
"It's an eye-opener. This work is quite magical. To make a languid autistic patient cry like this is also a skill in another sense."
Anya frowned, feeling indignant. She clenched her fists and the edges of her fingers turned white.
She wanted to pull out the collar of the African painter from the TV and ask her why she painted such vicious works.
She cruelly hurt an innocent and chaotic child.
On the other hand, after being shocked, Professor Boggs still looked at the colors on the screen with some insanity.
"Yes."
"The orange color is played very well, and the flames are also painted superbly. The texture of the hair slightly curling in the flames is also very good for depicting sadness and crazy emotions. The standard is still very high."
There was a hint of appreciation in the strange old man's eyes.
More than half of the super painters who can be listed as artists are half-crazy.
Professor Boggs was worried before.
Detective Cat has been an illustrator for many times, and the edges of his character have been smoothed by life. When creating, he will only try to please the client in a utilitarian way.
Now it seems that I was wrong.
I don’t care about offending the authority, but I still go my own way and deliver such a set of completely rebellious paintings when commissioned by an art giant like Jane Arnold.
It’s not just that the edges have not been smoothed.
This guy is simply too angular. His whole body is covered with edges and corners
In the eyes of outsiders, he is as neurotic as Professor Boggs, but at this time, in my heart, I feel that this detective cat It's really crazy enough.
"I like this girl's craziness."
Professor Boggs quietly glanced at his son, who was standing next to him with a gloomy and livid face, crying, and patted his back. Back, there is the illustrator who comforts you softly.
The old man was making calculations in his heart.
It’s usually not a big problem if an artist has a crazy or bad personality.
But this guy was originally hated by the oil painting magazine.
Fortunately, illustrators are originally low-level people in the serious art industry.
She alsoI can cling to the lap of the publishing house of the Schostic Group and flutter twice in my own one-third of an acre of land.
Now I have offended Jane Arnold, the emperor of illustrations, the artistic signature treasure that the board of directors of Schostic Group holds in his mouth.
If only Jane Arnold cared a little more.
Maybe this painting can be used to paint her unemployed
"That's a good thing."
Professor Boggs touched his chin, his eyes straight. Risk the thief's light.
At this time, could he help her in times of need and drag her into the studio to be his teaching assistant?
A sixty-five-year-old tenured professor.
As long as he no longer thinks about making a lot of money by selling paintings and holding art exhibitions in big art galleries.
Professor Boggs can be shameless, close the door and immerse himself in the small world of the studio, and regard all the pressure of public opinion in society as stinky bullshit.
I don’t know if Detective Cat has a formal diploma from the Academy of Fine Arts. Maybe it doesn’t matter if the board of directors of the Brooklyn Academy of Fine Arts blocks her teaching position.
Professor Boggs feels that this guy is currently trying his best to draw a set of illustrations of The Little Prince, and he should not be able to make much money by cooperating with a top publisher like the Schostic Group.
If the entire art world had no place for Detective Cat.
Even if he specially recruits her in the name of a student, she may not refuse even if she has no food to eat.
"Hey, my own student."
Old man Boggs thought about that scene, touched his chin, and a sly smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
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Jane Arnold was not in Professor Boggs’s good mood at all.
Tony is much taller than him.
The old man stretched his neck and came close to his crying son. While stroking his back, he suppressed his anger and whispered comfort.
When I saw this painting.
Jian Arnold’s face was already extremely ugly.
As a father, he wanted to best understand his son’s feelings and emotions when he saw these artists’ works.
Whether it’s Boggs’ Amy or the drawings sent by Detective Cat.
Out of trust and respect for professional painters, Jane Arnold did not check it in advance.
He thought in his heart that everyone was a painter who had a certain degree of popularity and discussion in the society. There was a limit to what he could do, and he would not create works that were too outrageous.
Who would have thought
This detective cat really gave him a big job.
Jian Arnold regretted her previous decision.
He invited the detective cat here to treat his son.
She doesn’t want to draw butTo not draw.
What do you mean by filling Tony in like this?
My son is usually a bit stupid and stupid. But now that he was crying so pitifully, the master illustrator still felt as if he was being cut by a knife.
Jian Arnold was very angry.
The old gentleman even felt a little aggrieved. I was under the pressure of oil painting. Corporal Lixian respectfully invited you, a young painter, to come to the ranch as a guest.
You gave me so much face, and this is how you repay me
I really thought that since he was usually low-key, he wouldn’t be able to trouble her
“Shut it up, shut it down , turn off the TV. We won’t watch it immediately,” Jian Arnold ordered angrily.
"Wait."
Dr. Jin Anqing suddenly spoke.
The psychiatrist had been very silent when Tony was looking at the painting.
He frowned beside him, wondering what he was thinking about.
At this moment, Dr. Jin suddenly spoke, stopping the assistant from turning off the TV.
Everyone was stunned.
The psychiatrist took a few steps, walked to Jane Arnold, stared at Tony's tear-filled face for a few seconds, and said softly, "It's not a bad thing."
"Dr. King"
Jian Arnold’s hand caressing her son’s back paused for a moment, looking confused.
"There is a saying among psychotherapists that a good therapist has tissues on his desk at all times. It is never a bad thing to induce a client to cry. On the contrary, shedding tears may be the healthiest sensory behavior One."
Doctor Jin Anqing took out a pack of tissues from his pocket.
"Crying is not a bad thing. You haven't seen how sad this poor child is."
Anya couldn't help but accuse.
Humph
These individuals are all hard-hearted.
"She was sad because of Amy's departure. Tears are the result, not the cause."
"People will suffer from heartbreak, illness, job loss, and all kinds of negative consequences. Stress makes people sad, and crying is a process of releasing this pressure. The most dangerous people are those who keep all kinds of pressure in their hearts and pretend to smile."
Dr. Jin shook his head and said, "Crying. Clients often only need a stack of tissues and an understanding embrace to feel much better, but those who pretend to be strong are more likely to suffer from depression."
"I once met someone in medical school. In this case, a 35-year-old law firm partner kissed his young and beautiful fiancée at an engagement banquet where family and friends gathered, and then jumped from a seventeen-story building while going to the bathroom. ”
"Only in his suicide note did people discover that he had suffered from stress and depression all year round, and the coroner found that he had a habit of self-abuse with a razor blade and drug addiction. It wasn't until he jumped from the rooftop Before, all his relatives and friends remembered him as a very cheerful, smiling and healthy person.”
The doctor handed the tissue to the illustrator, asked him to wipe his son's tears, and asked softly, "How long has it been since you saw Tony cry so heartbrokenly?"
< p>Jian Arnold was stunned again.Talk from my heart.
As a child who never grows up, Tony cries as many times as he does in his daily life.
You will cry if you trip over your shoelaces, or cry if you lose your grip and break your coffee cup.
Sometimes until midnight, Tony’s voice would be heard in the pasture crying for Cat and Amy. Several caregivers were tortured to the point of mental breakdown.
But those cries are often either panic or hesitation, and they go away as quickly as they come.
It’s been a long time since I’ve heard such heart-wrenching, heart-wrenching cries.
Such pure and heavy sadness has not appeared for many years.
The night Amy died, it was like taking away a certain part of the child's soul forever.
“As a doctor, I rarely draw conclusions before getting the test report, but the moment I saw Tony crying and breaking down emotionally, I knew that this was A cry worth 2 points."
Dr. Jin nodded.
"What does it mean to be worth 2 points?"
The assistant was still confused, but an emotion of surprise flashed across Jane Arnold's face, "You mean"
"Yes, I think just this emotional venting of crying will reduce Tony's self-isolation severity rating by two points on the ABC Autism Scale."
Jin The doctor nodded, "It seems that Detective Cat's idea is right."
The illustrator heard the deeper meaning in the psychiatrist's tone.
The old gentleman blinked slightly and said, "Doctor, have you already known what kind of works Detective Cat can draw?"
"Mr. Sloth, that's the detective." Cat’s agent.”
“He had a brief communication with me in advance and shared the general painting idea in advance. It was a very bold idea, but he was still a bit outrageous. Convinced me."
Dr. Jin Anqing looked at the fire on the screen and shrugged, "Of course, this is also the first time I have seen the actual painting. I had no idea beforehand that Detective Cat's work would be so popular. So yes, so yes"
"So penetrating"
The psychiatrist considered his words.
After Anna communicated with Detective Cat that day, she decided to paint a work that "faces the soul directly".
Miss Elena immediately told Dr. Jin Anqing their thoughts.
This is not only communication, but also smart finding someone to endorse.
Detective Cat is a new painter who has just shown signs of making his debut. She can be simple, she can be young, she can be silly and sweet, and she can only care about the appeal of her paintings.
As the agent of Detective Cat Sister, Miss Elena has to consider all aspects.
Nothing else to say.
Without saying hello in advance, in case of a scene like the one just now, Jane Arnold angrily turned off the TV and put Detective Cat on the blacklist in the heart of the art giant.
The good relationship was not formed well, and I worked hard to finish the painting, but ended up becoming enemies.
Isn’t this just numbing the claws?
The major illusions in a painter’s life usually include thinking that you will be able to draw well if you work hard; Award-winning level, you think that if you reach the award-winning level, you will definitely not be squeezed out by the designated candidates.
The most taboo thing in art is "what you think".
Even if it is absolutely fair and just, an excellent work may not satisfy everyone.
Every viewer is a subjective individual.
Great works of art can win praise from the vast majority of audiences, but there are some people who just can't match the brain waves.
Nothing can beat the words "I don't like it".
Talk about the dark side.
In the safest case, even if Tony is really not moved by this set of drawings, he may even be too moved by using too much force.
The detective cat sister also consulted in advance and obtained the consent of the attending doctor, and was not a good advocate.
The person who took the blame was Dr. Jin Anqing.
When he first heard about the painting idea from Anna, Dr. Jin also thought that this idea might be a bit too risky.
Anna impressed the other party with just one sentence.
“Doctor, I am a person who likes pets. Before my closest elder passed away, he handed a puppy into my hands and asked me to care for this little puppy with the same love for her. Dog. So in a sense, I can understand Tony's mood and feelings."
"From the moment of the so-called love ceremony in the pet hospital, everyone was carefully maintaining a lie. Tell him that his dearest cat, the cat named Amy, has not left. This lie lasted for thirty years, and Tony also deceived himself for thirty years."
Mr. Sloth continued. Said, "Perhaps during this long period of time, some part of Tony's mind has realized that Amy will never be able to appear by his side. But he still allows himself to maintain the illusion of finding Amy."
"Escape, like alcohol, is a placebo. They are weights on the emotional balance that lead to happiness. People can overcome pain in the short term by relying on constant escape. But it is always just a short-term pethidine with a validity period."
"But when it is exposed to the sun and evaporates cleanly, the loss will stubbornly come back again and again, and there is no relief." Please remember to collect, the latest and fastest website for free reading without anti-theft