Domineering Husband Spoils Me:Just a Little Bad

Director slightly a Leng, "what change?"

The man attached to the director's ear, and the director's expression was slightly surprised. When the man finished, the director pondered for a moment and said to Mr. Jiang, "Mr. Jiang, we have just received the notice from the superior that the identity of the prisoner should be kept secret in this course. Therefore, every prisoner who comes to the class can't show his true face. "

"Well, what should we do?"

"The prisoners who come to the class will not expose their names. In addition, they will wear masks. In this way, we and reporters will not see their faces, but they can see you and draw pictures, which will not affect the class."

"However, there is no eye contact between teachers and students, which will affect the teaching effect. Originally, this is the treatment class."

"Please understand this, because all the people who come here today are social people. The higher authorities inform us that we should protect the privacy of prisoners in such activities. After all, they belong to a special group."

"I didn't want to talk about this class when I knew I was so cautious. Have I decided that I can't change it?"

"Yes, it must be carried out."

Mr. Jiang seemed to be very unhappy with the temporary decision. He said with a smile, "that's the only way."

Xia Youning was listening. It was a pity in her heart. Originally, she wanted to know whether there would be Qingsu among the prisoners who came to the class today?

Now I can't even see my face. It's hard to judge.

Xia Youning followed Mr. Jiang to the platform to prepare for class.

There was a heavy sound of shackles in the corridor outside the studio.

A sound, hammer in summer you Ning heart.

She was opening the laptop for teacher Jiang, and her hand with the mouse shook uncontrollably.

Clearly know at this time to these people, the possibility of Qingsu appear is very small.

What a coincidence?

But she couldn't control her gaze to the door.

The prisoners who came in were taken by the prison guards, all wearing the same prison clothes. Because they had to attend class, they were not handcuffed, but shackled.

Dozens of prisoners were tall, short, fat and thin.

Xia Youning searched the tall faces, but because he was wearing the same mask and the same clothes, he could not see anything from the appearance.

But if Qingsu is inside, you will recognize her if you see her, right?

But many people seem to be looking in her direction.

Maybe it's hard for men in prison to see a young girl like her.

Xia Youning immediately lowered his head and turned on the computer.

"Don't look. Let's go."

The C.O. is very strict.

The prisoners quickly sat down in order.

The seats next to them were full of leaders and a dozen media reporters.

The director first made a speech, and then Mr. Jiang began to give a lecture.

Mr. Jiang first introduced himself, and then talked about the purpose of this class.

The studio is very quiet, only Mr. Jiang's soft and clear voice.

After talking about some knowledge and cases about art psychotherapy, Mr. Jiang said: "originally, I wanted to talk more about the importance of psychological correction, but because of the temporary notice, you all have to come to this class with masks, which makes me unable to see you, and also can't really achieve empathy, so now I suddenly have an idea, let me know you first."

Xia Youning's lesson preparation outline for Mr. Jiang was really prepared to explain the importance of psychotherapy to prisoners first.

However, it is also very good for Mr. Jiang to be flexible.

"In fact, everyone is an artist. Painting is an expression of your heart. I want you to overcome your fear and now pick up your paintbrush to paint the best scene when you were young."