Crazy Psychologist

Muchun called Lao Qian again and asked if Ding Jiajun's work at the funeral parlor was arranged by Lao Qian. Lao Qian answered simply, "Who else besides me? He, why are there people everywhere wanting to interview him now? He was so annoyed that I had to ask him to draw something, and he asked me if he could hide in my shop.”

Hiding in Lao Qian's place was really a good idea, Mu Chun grinned on the phone. But Lao Qian sighed, and then added, "But he is still welcome to go to the funeral parlor. His makeup skills are so good, just like painting. He has also started a new business, hand-painted photo albums, which is actually very popular. Welcome, and he can also help everyone draw what people will look like in the future. In short, after adding Ding Jiajun’s thoughts, the family members seemed to be comforted when they looked at the paintings drawn by Ding Jiajun.”

Lao Qian paused for a moment and then added, "But I haven't gone to see him either. I've been too busy during the recent peak season. Even if I saw him there, I would just say hello and I wouldn't have time to look at his works."

Muchun heard Zhang Wenwen talk about a case. When he was studying in North America, a neuroscience professor once treated a painter who suddenly lost sight of color. Now that he thinks about it, this case seems to be somewhat similar to Ding Jiajun.

The painter also experienced despair and people's doubts. He could only see black, white and gray in his eyes. In the final analysis, they were different degrees of gray.

Blueberry jam is gray, toast is gray, Santa Claus is gray.

A painter's world has no color.

He also went through medical treatment and treatment. After a few years, he gradually began to adapt to and accept the world he saw now. The world's removal of color seemed like a punishment, but it was not a gift.

He can see a different world, and what he has to do is to show the beauty of this world to more people, because he can see it, and others have to understand the beauty of this world through his paintbrush.

Sunrise and sunset are different grays, so I use brushes and paints to present this beauty and solemnity.

The trees are gray and have a different metallic luster under the moonlight, like a purely mechanical world.

Later, "Mechanical Tree under the Moonlight" became one of the most popular works of the year and won many awards.

The painter explained humbly: "This is not a creation, it is just the world I see. This is the world I see. This is a gift."

Zhang Wenwen said that his mentor at the time, a professor of neurology, believed that “when treating a patient, you cannot understand his world because there is no mutual understanding between people. What you can do is to become his eyes and use his eyes. His eyes see the world as he sees it.”

Ding Jiajun's eyes see beauty and more saturated colors. This is a gift from the world to him. Although many people cannot understand his current job in a funeral parlor, for Ding Jiajun, it is the most suitable life for him.

That's enough.

Ding Jiajun found Mu Chun's phone number on a business card that Mu Chun had given him before. Ding Jiajun didn't even look at it when he got it. He was in poor spirits at the time. When Muchun handed him his business card, he just said, "If there is another funeral, remember to find me."

At that time, Ding Jiajun put this business card in his pocket and put it in his sketchbook after returning home.

Muchun was not at all surprised that Ding Jiajun went to work as a makeup artist in a funeral parlor, but she was somewhat relieved.

When a person finds an environment and lifestyle he likes, who can judge his life as bad?

Muchun was worried about Gong Hai, a twelve-year-old boy introduced to Huayuanqiao Hospital by Ding Jiajun.

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After practicing the first movement of Beethoven's "Farewell" Piano Sonata No. 26 in E flat major, Gong Hai sat in front of the piano exhausted.

At this time in the past, my father would always sit on the sofa nearby, clap his hands and encourage Gong Hai, "The performance just now was great."

Gong Hai would say, "No way, there are still many details that are not perfect."

"No, no, little starfish is shining, just enjoy your performance."

Gong Hai's first piano lesson was taken by Gong Yifeng. Because this side of the sea is the largest district in the city, and the youth activity center is in the eastern suburbs 8 kilometers away, Gong Yifeng drove Gong Hai to class in the manual car.

Gong Hai was 4 years old at that time, and his mother Liu Yimei had died of cancer three years ago.

Gong Hai has lived with his father since he was a child. A father and a boy depend on each other for life.

When Gong Hai was 4 years old, Gong Yifeng put his violin in Gong Hai's hands. The young Gong Hai thought it was a fun toy and accidentally dropped it on the ground.

Gong Yifeng was heartbroken, but he seemed to understand that the child might not be destined to play the violin.

Although I grew up practicing violin since I was a child, and although I did not pursue a professional career, I have always loved music.

If Gong Hai didn't like it, he wouldn't force it.

He secretly put the violin into the piano case, picked up Gong Hai and asked, "What instrument do you like?"

Gong Hai's two small hands moved back and forth on Gong Yifeng's back, and his ten fingers tapped Gong Yifeng's back regularly while humming in his mouth.

"Do you like piano?" Gong Yifeng suddenly seemed to understand Gong Hai's talent.

Piano and violin are both very good musical instruments. Why didn't I think of them?

Gong Yifeng also started learning the violin at the age of 4, but it was difficult to get started because he was not very talented and just hearing the pitch gave him a lot of headaches.

A week later, Gong Yifeng took Gong Hai to the Youth Activity Center to learn piano in the rain.

As expected, the piano teacher repeatedly praised Gong Hai for being great. He could rarely sit still and concentrate. Moreover, for a child of his age, his hands were really big.

Gong Hai looked at the sofa and recalled the scene of his first class. He had a good memory and could hardly forget anything, especially everything related to piano learning, which was clearly and neatly imprinted in his mind.

Just as fast as he memorized music scores.

For many children, memorizing music scores is a very troublesome thing. Especially after practicing, even if you memorize several music scores, it is easy to make mistakes during performance. Occasionally, mistakes such as a few notes are always unavoidable. of.

But Gong Hai is different. Memorizing music is only slightly more difficult for him than eating. He was able to hear harmonies at the age of four and a half, and he could hear double tones, triple tones and other sounds that are difficult to distinguish.

Absolute pitch.

When others talk about Gong Hai's talent, he always shyly hides behind Gong Yifeng, grabbing Gong Yifeng's clothes and saying, "Dad."

At this time, Gong Yifeng will explain professionally, "Absolute pitch is not as exaggerated as everyone thinks. It is neither magic nor something that cannot be trained. It's just that maybe he can memorize music a little faster."