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"Pokemon? Pokemon?"
Liu Zhiyue repeated the name of the game that Liu Changqing had just mentioned. He lowered his head and thought for a while, but he really had no impression.
If it is really a novel game mode, it must be very popular in the class, but he has never heard of it so far.
He raised his head and looked at his father doubtfully.
"Dad, can he buy the game you mentioned now?"
"No."
Liu Changqing¡¯s answer caused the excited Liu Xiazhi to stop all actions instantly.
It was as if there was no soul left.
"No¡¡"
¡°Although it¡¯s not for sale now, it will definitely be available in the future!¡±
Liu Changqing¡¯s tone was full of affirmation.
He looked at Liu Zhiyue.
"Do you have a pen and scratch paper in the room?"
"Huh? I have a pen and scratch paper! What do you want with this?"
¡°We¡¯ll talk about it later, it¡¯s on your desk, right?¡±
"Um."
Seeing Liu Zhiyue nodding, Liu Changqing rushed to his son's room without saying a word, and soon took out a black pen and a draft book.
When I came to the coffee table, I sat down on the ground, bent over and took off the cap of my pen, spread out my draft book and began to draw on it.
Liu Changqing was engaged in graphic design in his previous life. He had studied art and had a foundation in painting.
Speaking of Pokemon, the first thing most people think of is the electric mouse with yellow fur.
That thing called Pikachu.
Fortunately, electric mice are not difficult to draw. Liu Changqing¡¯s hand movements with the pen were very smooth, which made Liu Xiazhi, who was still stunned just now, unconsciously come closer.
Biting his index finger, he stretched his little head and looked at it.
Liu Zhiyue, who was sitting on the sofa beside him, was also shocked.
When will Dad learn to draw?
"It's over!"
Putting down the pen, Liu Changqing tore out the drawn Pikachu from the notebook, held it in his hand and showed it to the brother and sister.
"The pet I'm talking about is not the one we often see. For example, the thing in this piece of paper I have is temporarily named Pikachu. Do you see it?"
Liu Changqing stretched out his hand and pointed at the two black masses on the cheek of Pikachu on the paper.
"These two are one of the sources of this electric mouse's attack. Do you think these two circles look like blushers? In fact, they are not. This is a place that can emit super strong current!"
Liu Changqing¡¯s words had a huge impact on the two children.
Especially Liu Xiazhi, after listening to Liu Changqing¡¯s description, her eyes were still shining as she stared at the Pikachu on the paper he was holding.
He stepped forward and grabbed the piece of paper.
"Give me!"
"Um?"
Liu Changqing looked at his daughter who didn¡¯t feel right.
¡°Give it to me, I want to stick it in the house! It¡¯s so cute!¡±
Liu Xiazhi¡¯s volume increased and she became extremely excited.
Inexplicably, he let go of his hand and saw Liu Xiazhi holding the piece of paper firmly in his hand, staring at the paper with his eyes and mumbling to himself.
¡°It¡¯s so bearable¡¡±
"Umbut dad just said it was an electric rat or a mouse. Aren't you the most afraid of that kind of thing?"
"How can such a cute Pikachu be a mouse! Brother, please stop talking nonsense!"
Liu Xiazhi glared at Liu Zhiyue and said.
"They are just two animals. The mouse is not even qualified to carry Pikachu's shoes!"
""
Liu Zhiyue was stunned after hearing what his sister said.
When has this girl ever been so irritable?
Seeing that his daughter liked Pikachu so much, a smile appeared on Liu Changqing's lips.
But suddenly, I noticed my son¡¯s doubtful gaze as he sat on the sofa.
"What's wrong?"
"Dadwhen did you learn to draw?"
"ah?"
Liu Changqing was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that this body didn't seem to be able to draw.
With a slight cough, Liu Changqing waved his hand lightly.
¡°Don¡¯t you just need hands to draw?¡±
"Then why can't I?"
""
The desire for knowledge in Liu Zhiyue's eyes was very strong.
Liu Changqing stood there for a while, then suddenly stepped forward and patted his son on the head.
"You brat, your dad and I have perfected my skills by drawing and playing every day for the past month. You haven't practiced yet. If you practice too, you might be able to draw too!"
"Really¡¡"
"Otherwise, why do you think you are so good? You haven't inherited all my advantages!"
Liu Zhiyue looked at Liu Changqing, who said this confidently, and suddenly felt admiration in his heart.
Without communicating with his son, Liu Changqing walked to Liu Xiazhi, who was still looking at Pikachu.
"Cute, right."
"cute!"
"There are even cuter ones."
"Really!"
Liu Xiazhi looked away from the paper and turned to stare at Liu Changqing.
"Is there anything cuter than Pikachu?"
"Yes, let me think about itfor example, there are ones that look like puppies, lizards with flaming tails, turtles that can spray water from their mouths, and um frogs with a bunch of flowers on their backs. Don't you like frogs the most? ?¡±
"I like frogs!"
Liu Xiazhi nodded heavily.
Her tadpoles are still alive.
Her daughter's interest has been completely aroused by Liu Changqing's few words. Liu Xiazhi, who was a little excited, grabbed Liu Changqing's hand.
"I want to see!"
"Okay, Dad will draw it for you right now!"
Liu Changqing¡¯s face showed a smile.
My daughter likes it, that¡¯s enough.
Isn¡¯t it just a garlic bastard? It¡¯s simple.
After saying that, Liu Changqing picked up the pen again and sketched on the paper.
On the side, Liu Zhiyue picked up the chicken leg placed on the coffee table, took a bite and chewed it.
??Looking at Liu Xiazhi who got off the sofa and trotted up to Liu Changqing, stretching his head with an expectant expression on his face.
My sister seems to be getting closer to my father.
Unconsciously, a smile bloomed on Liu Zhiyue's face.
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July 4th.
8:26 am.
Liu Changqing woke up from his sleep.
Today is my son¡¯s two-and-a-half-day final exam.
Originally, because of the last night attack, Liu Changqing did not plan to let his son take the final exam, but after resting at home for a few days, normal walking no longer poses much of a threat to Liu Zhiyue.
It¡¯s just a temporary lameness.
And Liu Zhiyue also wanted to perform well in the exam this time to prove himself.
Therefore, the father and son decided that they must take the final exam.
The first session is the Chinese language test, which is at 9:30. No entry is allowed fifteen minutes before the test starts.
This is a very strict and important exam, after all, it is related to the results of the third grade of junior high school.
It is a test that determines whether you are in a regular class, an experimental class, or a rocket class among top students.
Liu Zhiyue himself takes it seriously.
Lifting the quilt covering his body, Liu Changqing ran out of bed with his shoes on in a panic, opened the door and rushed to his son's room.
Looking at Liu Zhiyue who was still sleeping and the books on the desk beside him.
"Damn it! Get up quickly! It's too late!"
"ah!"
Liu Zhiyue was awakened by the voice and sat up in a daze.
Look at the alarm clock aside.
Open your eyes as wide as possible.
"so late!"
"There seems to be something wrong with this broken alarm clock. I didn't hear a single ring!"
Liu Changqing was rummaging around and threw the clothes Liu Zhiyue wanted to wear on his bed.
"Hurry up and change your clothes. I'll squeeze out the toothpaste for you and try to resolve the battle within five minutes."
"I see!"
Liu Zhiyue didn¡¯t hesitate and quickly put on his clothes.
Then he got out of bed, limped to the bathroom, picked up his teeth and brushed them quickly.
Liu Changqing was also on the sidelines and quickly resolved the battle.
He splashed water on his face randomly, wiped Liu Zhiyue's face with a towel, and hurried to the door to put on his shoes.
After opening the door, the father and son rushed out.
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