Rebirth of Asura

Chapter 185: Inappropriate for Children (3)
Qiu Qianxue suddenly realized that Zhang Shengming's impression was somewhat similar to Zhong Runcheng in his previous life.

Gentle and silent, low-key and quiet, with no obvious sense of presence, Qiu Shulan's attitude is used as a weathervane in everything. He has ideas and abilities but because he does not have a good family background to support him, good ideas are always buried.

"Ceramic doll?"

In a very spacious room on the second floor, through the large glass door, you can see several pots of colored ceramic dolls inside, which are the same height as a person, and there is a bottle inside that looks special... like swing snow.

Sickly pale face, big eyes, blood red mouth, and a red mole on the right earlobe.

However, the expression on that face is not her most common warm and cute smile, but a pitiful look longing for redemption when she is suffering and wronged. The painting is so realistic, there are tears in her big glass-like eyes, and she looks at the front in fear. , as if an executioner holding a sharp knife and smiling viciously in front of her was approaching her step by step.

"Who did this?" Shi Yiqing frowned fiercely.

"Do you like them? I made them." With the sound of footsteps from far to near, after speaking, Qiu Shulan had already arrived in front of her eyes.She pushed open a glass door from the left, walked in gently, shuttled through her works, and introduced them bottle by bottle.

"This is the singer Ma Teng Xinyi. I just finished it a while ago, and I'm going to give it to Yuxuan. She likes him very much. These two are new year picture dolls, which I promised to give to Mrs. Qi, but they haven't been painted yet. This bottle of painting The most important thing is a little boy I met by chance on the side of the road. At that time, I thought he was really cute. Although Yuxuan is also very caring, if I had such a son, I would like him very much..."

"When was that bottle of hers painted?" Shi Yiqing interrupted her from the introduction to the main topic.

Qiu Shulan was stunned: "Is it Qianxue's?" She moved towards the vase of ceramic dolls painted as a swing, "Not long ago, when I saw Qianxue for the first time, I thought she looked like a big brother. How about her special face, does it look like it?"

"My aunt's skills are very skilled, she's very similar." Qiu Qianxue stared at the ceramic doll that was the same as her own. The teardrops in its eye sockets reflected the bright incandescent lights on the ceiling, making the tears more crystal clear, as if the next second It will slide down, and the blood red lips will open, crying and begging for mercy.

It's exactly the same as the bottle from the previous life...

Even though the production time is different, she is as fragile as a doll in the palm of her strokes drawn one by one, as if she could be crushed with the palm of her hand.

In her previous life, she wondered why she didn't draw a smiling face. Qiu Shulan explained to her: Qianxue likes to smile the most, and it's easy to outline when she sees a lot. Drawing a smiling face is not as challenging as this. Only when it is done like this can it be more artistic.

In this life, she doesn't need Qiu Shulan's answer, because she already knows that this is her aunt's dream!

Seeing this, both of them seemed to have no interest in continuing to visit this villa, and walked back to the villa in front of them in a silent manner.Back in the room, Qiu Qianxue suddenly remembered a happy event. She took out a white-faced CD from the drawer of the beige desk and put it in her portable player.

"Mr. Shi, do you want to watch it?" Qiu Qianxue invited him to watch it together in a good mood.

On the small screen, the picture has already come out.

What came into view was a spacious kitchen with some familiar kitchen furnishings, like... Fengjia villa.

The camera moves slowly and locks onto a frame. In the frame, Shi Yiqing is wearing a black windbreaker and wearing a bib with his back facing the camera. He is busy in an orderly manner on the stove, beside the brown door, on a high chair, and wearing a swing snow A dark red princess dress with black borders, swinging her legs leisurely, stretching her hands from time to time, directing Shi Yiqing.

(End of this chapter)