Editor Zhang thought he had discovered a talented painter, but the result was...

However, are there few people with some talent in art who have mental problems?

Thinking of this, he regained his calmness.

What he needs to determine now is how serious the man's symptoms have reached?

If it is really serious, he will probably give up signing a contract with the artist at the beginning and having a follow-up cooperation.

The continuous rain also dyed a gloomy between his eyebrows.

He told the man in a blunt manner that the so-called Ayu did not exist at all.

......

The man thought for a moment that the editor Zhang was joking with him.

Very boring joke.

But, not.

Editor Zhang looked very serious.

The other party has no intention of joking.

He said seriously.

Seriously...

The corners of the man's mouth suddenly turned upwards.

He turned to look at Ayu who had already walked in because of the delay here.

How is that possible?!

"Editor Zhang, Ayu is here."

The man leaned his umbrella to cover the falling raindrops for the rain that walked beside him.

......

Editor Zhang also laughed.

In his opinion, the man's movements were so strange that they were a bit funny.

But I was unconscious.

He thought about it and took out his cell phone.

A darkened screen can be used as a mirror.

"Look."

.........

"What do you see?"

The man muttered a little confusedly and subconsciously looked at the phone in front of him.

This phone is much better than his.

......

“In the screen.”

Editor Zhang reached out and pointed to the black screen.

"On the screen?"

The man became more and more surprised, "Isn't it a black screen?"

"What do you see?"

He stared at the screen of his phone and saw himself with a puzzled look on his face.

And Ayu.

He couldn't help but reach out and click the figure on the screen, looking at Editor Zhang, "Look, A Yu."

Editor Zhang looked at his phone screen carefully.

There is only the reflection of the man and himself.

Can you see this?

So-

Editor Zhang turned on the camera on his phone.

"Click~"

He looked at the man's shocked expression in the photo, then turned his phone in the direction of the man.

"look."

"Hey, my photo with Ayu."

The man felt a little embarrassed, "Editor Zhang, okay, what photos are you taking for us?"

"I'll forget it."

“A Yu took a good photo.”

......

Editor Zhang's face froze.

This illusion is too great.

He put away his cell phone and stopped trying other methods.

I can't think of any other method for the moment.

There is only one way...

"Zhang He."

"I like the rain you drew very much."

Editor Zhang's sudden change of topic made the man stunned, "Ah, thank you."

The man couldn't help laughing happily.

"I know, you like Ayu very much."

The man didn't think much about Editor Zhang's words and replied directly, "Well, she is my muse."

"As soon as I draw her, I feel like I'm in a very good state."

......

"But, if it doesn't exist, it doesn't exist."

"You just like her so much that you think she is a real person."

"Fantasy that she is really around you."

Editor Zhang's words dissipated the smile on the man's face.

The man's face looked a little ugly.

He urgently defended, "No."

"Ayu is real."

"She's right next to me."

"she......"

"You can ask someone for any question."

Editor Zhang interrupted the man's urgent words, "Ask them if they can see Ayu?"

"Actually, I don't really recommend you to use this method."

Isn’t this just exposing one’s own extraordinary nature to others?

This is not good for men.

......

"But, there is no other way now."

"I can't see Ah."

"You said Ayu is by your side."

"Are you right or I right? Do you want to verify it?"

Editor Zhang said uncertainty, but the expression on his face was clearly very certain.

Be sure that you are right.

The man tightened the handle of the umbrella in his hand.
To be continued...