I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

  Chapter 1028 Seven Colors

  Xiao Luli usually paints with watercolor brushes.

  Otherwise, just use a pencil to scribble on the paper.

  So, let alone painting watercolors, even watercolor paints were rare in the past.

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

   "Dad, what is this?"

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

  Lu Junhan glanced: "Paint box."

  Xiao Luli: "Is it for you?"

  "..." Lu Junhan: "For painting."

  Xiao Luli wrinkled her face: "...but it looks like jelly."

  Lu Junhan: "..."

  Zhang Dazhuang also knows Xiao Luli’s earth-shattering painting skills.

   Seeing this, it seemed to have found a very persuasive excuse, and hurriedly said to the person in charge:

"Hey, teacher, you see that she doesn't even know what watercolor paints are, so what can be done in painting like this, don't you? I think we can just save this link, let's go to the next one. The museum, if you finish visiting it sooner, you can finish it sooner."

   "Yes," the person in charge suddenly realized, Zhang Dazhuang looked happy, and the next second, he saw the person in charge turned his head to the humane next to him:

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

   Zhang Dazhuang: "..."

  ? ? ?

  Song Qingwan and Lu Anran paint basically oil paintings. This little girl, Lu Li, should also learn oil painting. In fact, at the beginning, their plan was to let the children paint watercolor paintings because it is relatively simple and convenient.

  So as soon as someone took the things prepared in advance, the person directly took out the paint box. Fortunately, Zhang Dazhuang reminded him to change to an oil pen, otherwise it would delay the big event!

  Thinking about this, the person in charge smiled at Zhang Dazhuang very gratefully and said, “Fortunately, you reminded me that you should change the paint pen.”

  The oil crayons are similar to the watercolor pens. They are both in the shape of a pen. The little girl saw the rows of colorful oil crayons, but she didn't ask her father what they did.

  However, what to paint has become a problem.

  Fortunately, the staff of this museum have been prepared for a long time, and it is still the old topic: "Children, you can draw a picture of your parents."

  This topic is very simple, especially when mom and dad are around, don’t know how to draw, or forget any details, just look up.

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

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

  Qu Sinian felt that his heart was trembling. As soon as he wanted the teacher to change the topic, he heard Qu Qianqian grabbed a green oil pen, then raised his sleeves, and said crisply:

   "I can paint this! Very good!"

  Qu Sinian: "..."

  Little Lu Li's little hand patted Lu Junhan who was silent next to him. The little milky voice is very proud:

   "Dad, don't worry, they will help you draw super cute! Cuter than Lili!"

  Speaking, Xiao Luli took a purple oil pen and drew a big oval. At first glance, it looked a bit like a white radish.

  Lu Junhan: "..."

The person in charge next to    was preconceived and couldn’t help but said excitedly: “Very good! Just draw it like this, this stroke is simply the essence!”

Qu Sinian looked at it and couldn't help it again. "Teacher, don't you think she used a purple pen to draw a white radish? Is it very problematic?"

The person in charge said with a heart and soul: "You don't understand this. It doesn't matter what the color of the radish is, what you want to paint is the bright composition of the color! Look at this bright purple! How impressive, look again Look at this big and long radish, it looks like a very good radish!"

  Qu Sinian: "..."

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

  Qu Sinian: "..."

principal:"…"

  Lu Junhan: "..."

  Lu Junhan endured the beating green veins on his forehead, and asked in a cold voice, "When did I turn into a carrot?"

  "This is not a carrot!!!"

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

  Qu Sinian: "..."

principal:"…"

  Lu Junhan: "..."

  After three seconds of silence—

  Lu Junhan raised his dim eyes and stared directly at the person in charge: "Now, change the topic."

principal:"…"

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

  Because some children are already halfway through the drawing.

  Qu Sinian glanced at the long green hair that Qu Qianqian painted for him, and closed his eyes in pain. Then, as if he didn’t want to accept this fact, he smiled and said to Qu Qianqian:

   "Baby, you painted mom, right?"

   "No, mother is not so ugly."

  Qu Qianqian put back the green hair pen in his hand, turned her head and drew the purple oil pen, and started to draw her eyebrows: "I drew you, can't you see it so ugly?"

  Qu Sinian: "..."

  Qu Sinian smiled: "Baby, you can add oil paintings here. Dad will go see your sister Lili painting first."

  In short, watching other people's children draw pictures, so that you won't be so angry that you will vomit blood.

  Qu Qianqian originally wanted to complain that she had been so hard in painting, and Dad, you didn’t come to help me, and she still had to go to play, but when she heard that she was going to sister Lili, Qu Qianqian no longer complained.

  Not only did she have no complaints, but as if she had thought of something, she raised her head and asked the little Lu Li who was seriously painting:

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

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

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

  Qu Sinian: "..."

  But you painted me!

  Furthermore, whose eyes are not black!

   "Red!"

  Xiao Lu Li replied: "Red is so beautiful!"

  Qu Qianqian: "Good!"

  Qu Sinian: "..."

  Lu Junhan: "..."

principal:"…"

  Is this red eye disease or something?

   "There is still pink!"

  Xiao Lu Li drew a red eyeball for her father, then after thinking about it, she drew a pink eyeball for her father again: "Pink is so beautiful too!"

  Lu Junhan: "..."

  Qu Qianqian is still the same sentence: "Good!"

  Qu Sinian: "..."

  Can you let your father stay alive?

  Qu Sinian was afraid that he would have a heart attack any longer, so he dared not look at Qu Qianqian's "masterpiece" at a glance, and moved a chair directly to Xiao Luli's side.

   realized that the situation on Lu Junhan's side was not much better.

  Eyes are red and pink. After all, his baby is also painted like this. I have been heartbroken just now, and now I can accept it well.

  What shocked Qu Sinian most was Lu Junhan's hair.

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

  There are seven colors!

  Qu Sinian: "..."

  (End of this chapter)