Killing chickens and cooking at the beginning, you call this eight years old?

The audience in the live broadcast room is also going to die of laughter.

"Haha, Xiao Zhengtai was speechless. "

No, Forestry is really too big, he doesn't study the characters, he starts acting directly, at least he has to read the script, right?" "I'm

happy to die, Forestry is a bit of a mess."

In the camera, Lin Lin waited patiently on the side, and Lin Chen sat there, seemingly thinking seriously about what to do to make money.

Although it is thinking, it is actually a lottery.

Soon, Lin Chen pulled out a skill.

Chinese painting skills, able to paint all kinds of Chinese paintings vividly.

"Chinese painting skills, it seems that this kind of Chinese painting can't be sold for a few dollars, right?"

Lin Chen wanted to continue to draw, after all, he had enough points and could draw many times, but suddenly, his head flashed.

"Yes, it seems that Chinese paintings can still be painted like this, and there should be no problem in making money like this.

With an idea, Lin Chen raised his head and said, "Dad, I have a way to make money."

Forestry was very happy and squatted down: "Son, what is the idea?" "

Let's paint."

Forestry was stunned for a moment: "I won't, son, you can change to an easier one."

The corners of Lin Chen's mouth twitched, and the audience in the live broadcast room almost died of laughter.

"No, I'm happy to die, I just laughed. "

Forestry, don't you see your own son's expression, Xiao Zhengtai has your thoughts.

"Hahaha! No, why do you take it for granted?"

"Sincerity is really nirvana, I can empathize with Xiao Zhengtai's mood at the moment."

"Unreliable Dad. Even

the camera guy was smiling.

Lin Chen said helplessly: "Dad, you won't, I will, let's borrow money first, buy some paper, and then buy brushes and paints, and then I'll paint, and you can sell it, is this okay?"

But soon, Forestry thought of another question: "But son, we don't have any money on us, and this activity is not allowed to spend money."

Lin Chen held his forehead, looking at Lin Chen's helpless appearance, the audience really couldn't laugh anymore.

"Lin Chen's mother hurry up, Xiao Zheng is too dizzy.

"How did Forestry become a third-rate actor, and how can he become a third-rate actor like this?

"No, I should ask how such a lack of heart survived in the entertainment industry, and there is such a fairy son?"

Everyone only saw Lin Chen walking straight to the camera brother, and in front of everyone in the camera, Meng Meng asked: "Uncle, can you lend me a hundred yuan, I can pay you back two hundred yuan later." "

The camera brother is naturally no problem, and directly gave Lin Chen a hundred yuan.

Lin Chen asked Forestry to find something to buy painting tools.

When he came to the store, Lin Chen bought paper, the paper he bought was relatively large, of course there were small ones, in addition to various pigments, and paintbrushes, when all of them were bought, when he asked the price, it was one hundred and twenty yuan.

Forestry was taken aback: "Son, it's too expensive, let's change it." The

boss was full of disgust: "Let's go, let's go." "

Lin Chen is really helpless, my father, what did I do in my last life.

He came to the counter, tilted his head and said, "Sister, we are filming a show now, and we don't have enough money, only a hundred yuan, can you sell these things to us first, and then we make money, and then give you the remaining twenty yuan."

Seeing Mengwa go out in person, the boss's expression softened: "Children, do you want to paint?"

"Yes, the show makes us money, and we don't have any money." The

proprietress said directly: "Then you can take all 100 yuan." "

Thank you, sister, you are so good-looking, sister, can you lend me another table, I'll paint outside." The

proprietress smiled: "Yes, you have a sweet mouth."

Lin Chen said cutely: "Sister, but you are already good-looking, you are like my mother." "

Ouch. The

proprietress covered her mouth with a smile, and the eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room widened.

"Is this Xiao Zhengtai's lethality

?" "Hahaha, which woman can stop this?" "

The boss lady is going to be happy, Xiao Zhengtai is so sophisticated, so strong." "

It's really strong, I think Xiao Zhengtai's emotional intelligence is super high!"

"Yes, in stark contrast to his father, I really feel that Lin Chen is his father." Soon

, the table was set up, all the tools were placed on the table, and Lin Chen began to paint.

The camera brother was very intimate and pointed the camera at Lin Chen in the back, while Lin Chen was staining ink with a brush and began to sketch the scene.

All the viewers in the live broadcast room were a little stunned when they looked at Lin Chen's serious appearance.

"No, Xiao Zhengtai

knows how to paint ink paintings?" "This, it's impossible, it's a Chinese painting!" "This

, looking at the lines of his paintings, it seems that he really knows how to do it, and with a few strokes, the mountain appears."

"yes, that's not a low level.

"Xiao Zhengtai can even paint Chinese paintings?? This is outrageous, isn't it?" The

audience was shocked!

Because Lin Chen was on the paper, the speed of painting was not slow, but after a while, he saw a simple map of the mountain path appear, and the mountain used a brush to add some mist as the night, and then painted a crescent moon.

The artistic conception of the whole painting is completely at the level of

Chinese painting! The audience in the live broadcast room was all dumbfounded!

"It's really a Chinese painting

!" "Xiao Zhengtai, how can you do this? You're

only eight years old!" "Really, my mother asked me why I knelt to watch the live broadcast, and the eight-year-old Xiao Zhengtai is too fierce!"

"How did Xiao Zhengtai practice this?" He was only eight years old, could he be able to paint Chinese at the age of eight? I feel that I have lived to a dog in my life!" "

Countless viewers have the feeling of being a dog at this moment

! At the age of eight, they can still paint

! Is this to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?

The director was in the studio, watching this scene, and he was also

dumbfounded! He held a cup of coffee in his hand, but he didn't have time to drink it, but suspended it on his chest.

Eight-year-old, can write poetry, can paint?

He just feels that the world is not real

! Really, it is outrageous, outrageous to the point that it feels unreal! The

staff next to him also has a complicated face: "I only feel that this eight-year-old cute baby is really outrageous!"

Even they think it's outrageous, because any kind of skill, if you want to learn, you really need to spend a lot of time to practice and master, at the age of eight, you often haven't mastered many skills, and you can't even recognize all the words, as a result, Lin Chen's side directly staged a painting of Chinese painting

! It's only eight years old!

Everyone is amazed, and they can only use the word prodigy to explain, otherwise they really can't find the rest of the more reasonable explanations.

But Lin Chen's painting was not over yet, after the whole scene was finished, he began to paint the characters again.

When the characters are finished, they start to draw the bicycle again.