You are my rare tenderness

Chapter 2203 I'm Still Young

Rong Jing laughed at what she said, and walked over to look at the portraits drawn by the children.

When he saw the real thing, he covered his lips and coughed, and looked at An Nuan with sympathy in his eyes.

"Brother Jing?" An Nuan cried even more vigorously, "I'm really dead, why can't they paint a little more normally? It seems that my dream of cultivating an artist is about to be shattered in advance "On the level of the three of them, An Nuan really felt that it was quite miserable, very miserable.

Rong Jing smiled and rubbed her head, "It's not necessarily true, didn't you say that it's not necessarily good when you're young. Maybe it's the other way around, they're not doing well now, and it will be fine when they grow up?"

"Is it possible?" An Nuan didn't trust this sentence very much, "Brother Jing, I gave up anyway, but I definitely don't want to be their model anymore." It's too hard, isn't it, she was on the sofa just now It's been almost an hour, and she is still not allowed to move. Is there any human rights left?She is their mommy.

The three children are still painting very seriously, as if the painting in their hands is their homework.

homework?An Nuan was stunned for a moment, thinking that these children were in a strange state, why did they insist on painting her portrait if they had nothing to do?Could it be that……

Thinking of this, An Nuan's face completely darkened, so she walked over and asked Zuo Zuo: "Zuo Zuo, why do you want to draw Mommy?"

Zuo Zuo raised his head, glanced at An Nuan, hesitated and said nothing, as if he was thinking whether he should lie to Mommy or tell the truth.

Seeing that he was hesitant, An Nuan hurriedly said: "You must tell the truth, otherwise Mommy will be angry. You should know that when Mommy gets angry, your fate will be miserable."

Zuo Zuo, who was threatened by An Nuan, finally told the truth. He said, "Because we have a school-wide assignment, which is to draw the mother in my mind." This is an assignment for every grade. It will also be selected who draws the most beautiful mother.

Of course, the most beautiful does not refer to whether the mother is beautiful or not, but the mother's appearance under the child's brushstrokes.

Hearing this, An Nuan completely collapsed.Judging from this level, her three children will definitely not be ranked, and maybe they will be ranked at the bottom.The point is, it will also let their teachers and hemolysis see their "abstract" mother.

How can someone still use abstract artistic techniques to paint mothers?She was really on the verge of passing out.

An Nuan felt that she needed to take a break, so she continued to lie on the sofa without moving.

The children continued to go back to draw, as if they must draw their mommy in the most beautiful posture.

But from An Nuan's point of view, all of their work is clearly useless, and it is completely impossible to be recognized, okay?

When she went to bed at night, An Nuan was still struggling with her image in the children's minds, so she asked Rong Jing: "Brother Jing, why do the children insist on drawing me as abstract? Do I just take the realistic one? Don't you want to make a move?" She pinched her face, it was still very tender.

And every time she held a parent-teacher meeting, she would be envied by others, because among all the mothers who came to hold a parent-teacher meeting, she was considered young and beautiful.

(End of this chapter)