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Chapter 41 The New School Father and Son Game!

study.

Chen Xiao held the scroll in the second hand.

Standing in front of the window, posing with "POSE (English)", looking at the heavy rain outside the window without love.

This is really a disaster...

Who would have thought that the story of Hanhan disobedient,
After a day of effort, I became obsessed with learning other people's painting.

The arrival of myself, who was so alive, was to top the tank for my father.

Do not ask!The question is that your father's face has affected your mother's painting level.

"...Okay!"

Hanhan got up happily, and took the paper she had just made, which could be called a drawing tentatively.

look happy.

With my head held high, I just feel a sense of accomplishment!

"Xiaoer, take a look, how is it?"

Hanhan Wen Ruxian came to Chen Xiaoer while Chen Changshou covered his face and didn't see.

A proud expression of expectation and praise.

"Heh, hehe..."

The corner of Chen Xiaoer's mouth twitched as he looked at the newly released humanoid monster on the paper with the words "Chen Xiaoer" written beside it.

"……cough!"

At this moment, Chen Changshou let out a severe cough, and the meaning of the message was self-evident.

Chen Xiaoer's eyelids twitched,
I know this is to remind myself that if I don't say yes, I'm afraid there will be no end for today.

"Mother's painting, tsk!"

"... I personally think that it can be said that it has created a brand new genre of painting art."

Chen Xiaoer took the drawing paper and commented seriously.

Anyway, I'm speaking out of conscience, as long as what I say can make the listener happy, it's worth it!

"Hey, I just draw casually." Hearing this, Hanhan was very happy.

Then he continued to look up at Chen Xiaoer,
Looked like you were talking more, and said in anticipation: "What else?"

Is this not enough?

The corner of Chen Xiaoer's mouth twitched, and he continued:

"...Mother's paintings can be called everyone." After speaking, Chen Xiaoer said seriously:

"Mother's painting..."

"... Well, this, first of all, it expresses the overall state of the character from a multi-dimensional perspective."

"Every stroke, every drop of ink, is persistently pursuing every angle of the character."

"Window bars, windows, scrolls, clothes..."

"staggered stacking, resulting in many vertical and parallel line angles and scattered shadows..."

"The overall picture has the illusion of space."

"...And! The point is here, you see, the placement of my arms, how should I put it..."

"Tsk, that's the kind,
...It's that kind of, that kind of very artistic feeling, you know..."

Just when Chen Xiaoer wanted to continue, Hanhan suddenly lowered his head in embarrassment,

With a blushing face, she said embarrassedly: "Xiao Er. I drew that one by accident. I forgot to draw your arm."

"...After thinking about it, I pressed it to my heart."

Chen Xiaoer: "..."

"...cough! Tsk tsk, wonderful, perfect!"

"...I personally think that it's just my mother's unintentional gesture, which can be called a miracle."

"Huh?" Hanhan looked up, with a look of disbelief, even a little bit of belief, and said:

"Ah? Really?"

Heh, heh, what do you think?

"Not looking at things from one point of view...

…observe and understand characters from different points of view. "

"And then put it on the painting, so as to show the continuity of time..."

"Well, I have an idea, so much an idea!"

With that said, Chen Xiaoer pointed at the drawing paper seriously, and said:

"Straight lines and curves constitute the outline... the fun, mood, etc. of the accumulation and interlacing of blocks."

"...these take the place of all the interest that light and shade, light, and air can express."

"with all due respect……"

"These painting skills are obviously not something that can be achieved simply by relying on visual experience and perceptual knowledge!"

"Mainly rely on absolute rationality, correct concepts and extraordinary thinking..."

As he spoke, Chen Xiaoer took a deep breath, shook his head, and said:
"... If there are grades in the way of painting, then what my mother did today is at the top of the ninth grade."

"...unsurpassable!"

"This is the light of the long Taoist night."

"A moment of inspiration makes up for the shortcomings of this chaotic world and makes it more perfect."

"It can be called the painter of all ages!"

Wen Ruxian at the side turned into a treasure with her own treasure, blushing and full of joy.

Eyes blinking bright stars.

... She believed it!

Chen Changshou on the side had already turned around,
His palm-sized hands were clenched into fists, and he clutched his heart fiercely, his lips and teeth trembling.

People are much older.

If you can be called a painter of all ages if you paint this kind of dog,

This is an insult to other Danqing national players.

A quarter of an hour later—

Hanhan holds the "painting" he drew,
With a joyful face, Meimei fantasized about her title of Master of All Eternal Painters, and left bouncing away.

The study fell silent.

Chen Changshou had already recovered, but looked at Chen Xiaoer, and said awkwardly:
"Little two...

In the future, when you praise others, keep it a little bit tighter. "

"Especially Kua, who has no brains and likes unhappy women, such as your mother."

"...Do you understand what it means to be a father?"

Heh, heh!Don't want me to boast now? "……knew."

"Well. Is there anything you can do to find a father?"

Chen Changshou asked while tidying up the study that Hanhan had made a mess of.

Chen Xiaoer followed suit while tidying up, and said, "I want to ask my father how he views the situation between North Korea and China."

Hearing this, Chen Changshou froze slightly.

Then she turned around silently, and dusted off the messy stack of papers handed over by Chen Xiaoer with her hands.

Before coming to the bookshelf, tidy up the waste paper, and solemnly put it in the most important and conspicuous position of the bookshelf.

Then he put the brush that Hanhan flicked around into the pen holder.After all this is done, come behind the table and sit down.

He took a sip of tea lightly and said:

"...Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

Chen Xiaoer naturally wanted to ask clearly, because the next thing was no longer a matter of standing in line or not.

Jingzhaofu controls 32 counties in Gyeonggi.

At the same time, Chen Changshou is also different from other successive Jingzhao government officials, he is in charge of the Jingzhao camp.

Everyone has seen the strength of Jingzhao Daying.

...Chen Changshou has always remained neutral, not choosing between the concubine and the little emperor.

Offending once means offending two at the same time.

Seeing that Chen Xiaoer was silent, Chen Changshou said bluntly: "Between father and son, if you want to ask anything, you can speak directly."

Chen Xiaoer didn't talk nonsense, looked up at Chen Changshou, and asked:

"...Why did my father refuse to stand up for so long? The last assassination was obviously forcing my father to make a choice."

"I don't understand, what is the purpose of my father's refusal to choose between the concubine and the emperor?"

"No offense to any party,
The result is often to offend both parties at the same time! "

"Besides..."

Speaking of this, Chen Xiaoer said in a deep voice:
"...Mother is from the royal family, King Wen has hundreds of thousands of mercenaries, and father controls the land of Gyeonggi..."

"The concubine dominates the power, and the court and the rivers and lakes are all dissatisfied."

"...the royal family members hate the concubine even more, but they are on guard against each other, and the world has fallen into a stalemate."

As he spoke, Chen Xiaoer paused slightly, and said:

"...Everyone in the world knows that the little emperor is incompetent, so the royal family is even more eager to move."

"Father did this...

It is inevitable that people will not think too much, my father wants to support his father-in-law, King Wen..."

"Conspire to Kyoto!"

Having said that, Chen Xiaoer raised his head and stared at Chen Changshou without blinking.

If my words are true, then this capital might not be able to stay any longer...

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too difficult……

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