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Chapter 1028 Seven Colors

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    Xiao Luli usually draws with watercolor pens.

    Or else, just scribble on the paper with a pencil.

    So, let alone painting watercolors, watercolor paints were rarely seen in the past.

    Now, a pair of colorful paint boards were placed in front of her, and her eyes widened.

    "Dad, what is this?"

    The little girl pointed to the paint box, her little head filled with big question marks.

    Lu Junhan glanced at it: "Paint box."

    Xiao Luli: "Is it for food?"

    "" Lu Junhan: "It's for painting."

    Xiao Luli frowned: "but it seems to have eaten jelly."

    Lu Junhan: ""

    Zhang Dazhuang is also well aware of Xiao Luli¡¯s shocking painting skills.

    Seeing this, as if he had found a very convincing excuse, he hurriedly said to the person in charge:

    "Hey, teacher, you see she doesn't even know what watercolor paint is, how can she get any better at painting like this, don't you think? I think we can just skip this step and let's go to the next one quickly.  If you finish visiting the museum early, you can finish it early.¡±

    "That's right," the person in charge suddenly realized, and Zhang Dazhuang looked happy. The next second, the person in charge turned to the person next to him and said:

    "Go, help me put away all these paint boxes, and then replace them all with oil paint pens."

    Zhang Dazhuang: ""

    ?  ?  ?

    Song Qingwan and Lu Anran basically painted oil paintings, and the little girl Lu Li should also learn oil paintings. In fact, their plan from the beginning was to let the children paint watercolors, because it was easier and more convenient.

    So when someone went to get something prepared in advance, the person took out the paint box directly. Fortunately, Zhang Dazhuang reminded him and quickly changed to oil paint pens, otherwise the big event would be delayed!

    Thinking of this, the person in charge smiled at Zhang Dazhuang with great gratitude: "Fortunately, you reminded me, I should have changed the oil paint pen."

    Oil paint pens are very similar to watercolor pens. They are both in the shape of pens. When the little girl saw rows of colorful oil paint pens, she didn¡¯t ask her father what they were for.

    But, what to draw has become a problem.

    Fortunately, the staff of this museum were well prepared, and the topic was still the same: "Children, you can draw a picture of your parents."

    This question is quite simple, especially when mom and dad are around. If you don¡¯t know how to draw, or you have forgotten some details, you can just look up and take a look.

    It also saves people from the museum having to move reference objects.

    But as soon as the person in charge said this, most of the parents present stiffened.

    Qu Sinian felt like his heart was trembling. He was just about to ask the teacher to change the question when Qu Qianqian grabbed a green oil pen, then rolled up her sleeves and said crisply:

    "I can draw this! It's very good!"

    Qu Sinian: ""

    "Little Luli patted the silent Lu Junhan next to her with her small hand, and her voice was very heroic:

    "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely help you draw something super cute! Even cuter than Lili!"

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out???

    Lu Junhan: ""

    The person in charge next to me had a preconceived idea and couldn¡¯t help but said excitedly: "Very good! Just paint like this. This stroke is simply the essence!"

    Qu Sinian looked at it and couldn't help it anymore, "Teacher, don't you think there's something wrong with her using a purple pen to draw a white radish?"

    The person in charge said earnestly: "You don't understand this. It doesn't matter what color the radish is. What's important in painting is a bright color composition! Look at this eye-catching purple! How impressive it is. Look again  Look at this big and long radish, it looks like a very good radish!¡±

    Qu Sinian: ""

    Before the person in charge could say anything, Xiao Luli pouted: "This is not a carrot, this is my dad!"

    Qu Sinian: ""

    principal:"¡­¡­"

    Lu Junhan: ""

    Lu Junhan endured the throbbing veins on his forehead and asked coldly: "When did I become a carrot?"

    ¡°This is not a carrot!!!¡±

    The little girl was anxious: "This is your face, daddy!"

    Qu Sinian: ""

    principal:"¡­¡­"

      Lu Junhan: ""

    After three seconds of silence¡ª¡ª

    Lu Junhan raised his light and dark eyes and stared directly at the person in charge: "Now, change the title."

    principal:"¡­¡­"

    It is impossible to change the title, even if you die.

    Because some children are already halfway through drawing.

    Qu Sinian glanced at the long green hair that Qu Qianqian drew for him, and closed his eyes in pain. Then, as if he didn't want to accept this fact, he said to Qu Qianqian with a forced smile:

    "Baby, the picture you drew is mom, right?"

    "No, mom is not that ugly."

    Qu Qianqian put back the green pen she used to draw her hair, turned around and took out the purple oil pen, and began to draw her eyebrows: "It's you I drew. Can't you even tell that you're so ugly?"

    Qu Sinian: ""

    Qu Sinian smiled: "Baby, just keep painting here. Dad will go to see your sister Lili paint first."

    In short, if you watch other people¡¯s children draw, you won¡¯t be so angry that you vomit blood.

    ??Qu Qianqian originally wanted to complain that she had been working so hard on painting, and Dad didn¡¯t even come to help me, but she still had to play, but when she heard that she was going to Sister Lili¡¯s place, Qu Qianqian immediately had no complaints.

    Not only did she not have any complaints, but she seemed to have thought of something. She raised her head and asked Xiao Luli, who was painting seriously:

    "Sister Lili, what color should you use for your eyes?"

    "Black," Qu Sinian spoke first: "Baby, black is fine!"

    Qu Qianqian pushed him away: "Dad, go away, I didn't ask you."

    Qu Sinian: ""

    But it¡¯s me you¡¯re painting!  !

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­

    "red!"

    Xiao Luli replied: ¡°The red color is so beautiful!¡±

    Qu Qianqian: "Okay!"

    Qu Sinian: ""

    Lu Junhan: ""

    principal:"¡­¡­"

    Is this pinkeye or something?

    ¡°And pink!¡±

    After Xiao Luli drew a red eyeball for her father, she thought for a while and then drew a pink eyeball for her father: "Pink is also very beautiful!"

    Lu Junhan: ""

    Qu Qianqian still said: "Okay!"

    Qu Sinian: ""

    Can you please let your father live?

    Qu Sinian was afraid that he would have a heart attack if he stayed any longer. He didn't dare to look at Qu Qianqian's "masterpiece" again, so he moved a chair directly to Xiao Luli's side.

    Only then did I realize that the situation on Lu Junhan¡¯s side was not much better.

    It doesn¡¯t matter if the eyes are one red and one pink. After all, his baby is also painted like this. He was overwhelmed just now, but now he can accept it well.

    What shocked Qu Sinian the most was Lu Junhan¡¯s hair.

    ? Red, orange, blue, green, yellow, purple, black

    There are actually seven colors!

    Qu Sinian: ""

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