Not long after Xiao Ling turned her head, she heard Mo Yihan behind her saying that the painting was finished, and she quickly turned around to look.
Mo Yihan moved his hand away, revealing the entire drawing paper.
I saw an adult on the other side of the table. He seemed to be drawing in his hands, but his body was turned to the side and back, as if he was peeking at something.
And behind him is the painting that Xiao Ling just painted——
Mo Yihan was sleeping on the recliner.
The adult Mo Yihan drew was naturally Xiao Ling himself. He even put a small mole on the character's nose.
With such obvious features, no one else would believe it.
"?!"
So he knew he had just been secretly drawing him!
Xiao Ling suddenly felt a little embarrassed. No wonder he didn't let her see it just now. They were waiting for him here!
[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhly ! ]
[Brother Han knows that Xiao Ling is drawing him! ! ! ! ]
[Help, family, what does this mean, what does it mean, what does it mean? ! ! ! ]
[Fuck, okay, so sweet...(is this allowed to be said)]
[Is this live broadcast room a fan-only hell? ]
[snort! Just now he pretended not to know that Xiao Ling was painting him, and now he secretly revealed it by painting! Is it really not a romantic drama that I’m watching? ! ]
[Brother Han even clicked on the small mole very carefully! ! ! Someone said 1: I think the most beautiful and sexy thing on Xiao Ling’s face is the mole on the bridge of her nose! Every time I see him I can't help but want to kiss him to death! ]
[Mo 1 Han, Xiao 0, they match well, I really want to fight... (grow Cp brain)]
[What kind of cult is this? ! Everyone, please wake up and stop knocking! ! ! ]
Xiao Ling took the painting and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Mo Yihan's painting style has simple lines but very vivid images, which is in sharp contrast to his paintings with messy lines and strange shapes.
Who would have thought that two paintings with such different styles could actually form the same scene.
"You know it was you I just drew?"
"Um."
"Then you said your painting is good?"
"Not bad, abstract master."
"..."
It's just abstraction, not abstraction.
Saying this, I am not afraid of those abstract painters coming to my door.
Although he was praising himself, Xiao Ling couldn't help rolling his eyes, and then gave Mo Yihan a thumbs up: You are also good at telling lies with your eyes open, master level.
Mo Yihan didn't realize that he was talking nonsense, he really thought it was pretty good.
Although the styles of the paintings painted by the two of them are completely different, there is a strange sense of harmony when put together.
Hmm... maybe like Xiao Ling?
Weird, yet unexpectedly harmonious. The more I look at it, the more I think...it's quite cute.
"It's almost time. Have the children's maps been completed?"
After watching the excitement on Xiao Ling's side, the director finally remembered to come over and make progress.
"The painting is done!" "Yeah!"
Mo Yubai and Zhou Shengqi were the fastest at drawing. They had already completed their own maps and were helping the two girls each.
Qiao Xiaoyu was the youngest, so it was very difficult for her to draw a map independently. However, Bai Weiwei could draw, and with Mo Yu, Bai had to guide her to draw, so the completion was not slow.
In the end, it was Lin Yaxuan, the oldest, who became a poor household.
Her "parents", Louis and Jiang Yao, couldn't draw. Even if Zhou Shengqi came to help after finishing the painting, her line drawing was already distorted and grotesque, and there was really nothing that could be done to fix it.
"Now I announce that the ranking of map painting completion this time is: Xiaobao, Lele, Xiaoyu, and finally Xuanxuan! Don't be discouraged, little Xuanxuan, try your best next time~!"
After announcing the rankings, the director did not forget to comfort Lin Yaxuan.
Children are also very concerned about face. It would be bad if they cry because they lost the game.
Several other children also began to comfort her.
"Sister Lin, don't be sad, you are already painting very well!"
When Zhou Shengqi saw Lin Yaxuan looking down at the painting, he thought she was feeling sad, and suddenly felt at a loss.
Although what Sister Lin drew didn’t look like a map at all, she worked really hard!
"I'm not sad~!"
After Lin Yaxuan finished appreciating her work, she looked up and saw everyone surrounding her, a little confused.
Louis, who was standing next to him, shrugged unsurprisingly. He knew that it was strange that a child like Lin Yaxuan would be sad and sad because of losing a small game.
"It's okay Xuanxuan, don't be discouraged, let's try harder next time~!"
The ranking of the children's drawings was linked to their dinner. Lin Yaxuan came last. In fact, Jiang Yao was also a little unhappy, but she still wanted to be a gentle "mother" to comfort her children.
Lin Yaxuan was speechless. This mother Jiang was really good at showing off. She really cared about her. Why didn't she care about her when she was painting just now?
But one of her eyes could see that she was discouraged.
"I can't draw to begin with, but my younger brothers and sisters draw better than me. Isn't it normal for me to be last~!"
Lin Yaxuan didn't want to pay attention to Jiang Yao, but patted Zhou Shengqi's little hand to comfort him.
"Besides, there are specialties in the arts!"
"Hey, did you know that there are specialties in the arts?"
Hearing such a term come out of the mouth of a 6-year-old child, Xiao Ling couldn't help laughing: "Then what does our little Xuanxuan specialize in?"
Having said this, Lin Yaxuan stood up proudly, puffed out her chest, and looked very proud: "When I grow up, I want to be a big agent~ My mother said that we agents don't need to be able to draw. , as long as you can draw cakes, that’s it!”
“Pfft—hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha”
Qiao Ze was the first one to burst out laughing, and the others couldn't help but burst into laughter because of his smile.
Only a few children looked confused, wondering what they were laughing at?
Zhou Shengqi has a rich vocabulary, but he doesn't understand what it means.
"Sister Lin, what does drawing cakes mean? Why does an agent need to be able to draw cakes?"
"Hmm...Actually, I'm not very clear either." Lin Yaxuan held her head high and thought for a while. She only remembered the word, but she forgot what her mother meant by it.
Lin Yaxuan solemnly held Zhou Shengqi's little hand and emphasized with a serious look: "It's not important, Lele. When I become a big agent, I will train you to become an international superstar!"
"......Um!"
Zhou Shengqi was a little shy when she held her hand, but she still didn't refuse and nodded seriously.
"puff--"
Xiao Ling's stomach felt a little sour when she laughed. Why is the child so funny?
[Xuanxuan has a bright future, she can draw cakes at a young age hahahahahaha]
[Look at the pie, it’s big and round! ]
[One of Xuanxuan and Lele dares to draw, the other dares to eat, hahahaha, it’s over, they’re knocked up! ]
[Who would have thought that I would beat the CP of a 5.6-year-old child in my baby's home (crazy)]
