Monster Catching Daddy

Chapter 147
If Lele's father stops here and doesn't continue to play, then he shouldn't be in bad luck today.

But the extra tolerance that Shen Chong gave him because of Xinxin gave the man the illusion that the seemingly gentle and polite Shen Chong was easy to bully.

This is the reason why horses are good at riding and people are good at being bullied.

Lele's father stood up suddenly, walked around the children from the other side, and rushed behind Xinxin.

He didn't look at Xinxin's paintings either, and continued to complain, "The little girl is dressed up at home, and she ran out to learn painting."

After finishing speaking, he leaned down with a very quick movement, pinched the clip on the drawing board, and took down Xinxin's painting that was almost the same.

A sudden change happened, and Xinxin was painting seriously, but she never thought that someone would come to snatch her painting.

Feng Chuixue's complexion changed drastically, he didn't expect Lele's father to go too far.

If adults talk about gossip, Mr. Shen doesn't care about you, how could you think of doing something about children's paintings!

Shen Chong was also caught off guard, he realized that he had really underestimated people's inferiority.

This man deserves to be divorced. He has such a bad temper. I'm afraid he's a little nervous.

While chanting in his heart, Shen Chong had already got up.

Xinxin on the other end put down the brush first, then straightened up abruptly, and grabbed her own painting from Lele's father at an extremely fast speed, "Give it back to me!"

Lele's father took a step back and pulled back subconsciously.

With a snort, the watercolor painting that Xinxin finished so quickly was torn into two pieces from the middle.

One piece in Xinxin's hand, and one piece in Lele's father's hand.

Lele's father was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect the little girl to react so quickly and move so suddenly.

Xinxin's eyes turned red all of a sudden, but she didn't cry.

Shen Chong stood beside Lele's father like a ghost, Liang Zai could smell it if he was here, the boss smelled like he wanted to beat someone up.

Feng Chuixue's movements were not slow either, he rushed to the middle of Shen Chong and Lele's father in three steps in parallel.

After all, this is her booth, and it would be bad for her if something happened.

She first snatched back half of the painting from Lele's father, and then asked the other half from Xin Xin who was holding back her strength in a good voice, and put them together, her eyes brightened immediately.

Feng Chuuxue just held up half of the painting in each hand, tried to show it to everyone, and boasted: "Xinxin's painting is very good. Although Lele won the award, there is still some distance to catch up with Xinxin."

She was trying to smooth things over. Mr. Shen was on the verge of breaking out, probably only by praising his daughter could make him happy.

But Feng Chuixue is really not boasting out of conscience, Xinxin's watercolor painting is indeed amazing.

Inside is a scene of a family of three walking around the playground hand in hand. It is much better drawn than the little boy Lele. The use of color is really professional. The characters are not only vivid, but their eyebrows are very vivid.

The facial features of the family of three were captured, the little girl inside looked very much like herself, and the man's facial features were similar to Shen Chong's image at this time.

What's even more powerful is not only that, she even used a few watercolor pens and inks to outline several types of entertainment facilities in the playground.

It's been a long time since we saw each other, and the children of Xinxin have also improved by leaps and bounds.

Feng Chuuxue showed it off and was immediately amazed.

Lele's father could be regarded as seeing it, and his face turned red immediately.

He is not blind, this little girl is indeed much better than his son.

Shen Chong was still squatting on the ground to coax Xinxin, "Xinxin don't cry, the painting is gone, let's draw another one later, okay?"

Xinxin's nose was red, but she still didn't shed tears, but she was a little choked up when she spoke.

She shook her head in a daze, "I... I painted things in my dreams, grandma... Grandma said that this kind of painting can't be broken, and it's bad luck if it breaks. My dream can't come true."

Shen Chong took the painting that was split in two from Feng Chuixue's hand again, looking at the scene inside, he felt a little distressed.

Last time Xin Xin drew a family of three looking at the sunset, and today she drew a family of three walking hand in hand in an amusement park. I still remember that her birthday wish was also to spend time with Lao Lin with her.

God knows how many times this stubborn and sensible daughter has had this kind of dream.

Shen Chong touched Xinxin's face, "Shall we glue the painting together?"

Xinxin continued to shake her head, "No, don't. It's even more ineffective if it sticks together."

Shen Chong took a deep breath, and slowly stood up, "Boss Chuuxue, let me go."

Feng Chuixue shook his head, "Mr. Shen, don't...don't be impulsive."

Lele's father didn't know that the disaster was imminent, and he was still not convinced, "What's so great about drawing well when you are young, but it may not be good when you are young!"

Shen Chong took a step diagonally, avoiding Feng Chuixue, swung his arms and punched, cursing angrily.

"Good! I'm good, you look good!"

There was nothing wrong with it, he just seemed to be calm and calm, but in fact he punched Lele's father in the stomach with great force.

The man held his stomach and vomited sour water and then went limp.

Shen Chong had already withdrawn his strength, otherwise this punch would blow his spleen.

This is the reason why professional players deal with ordinary people. One more punch counts as a loss, and it is guaranteed to hit the stomach with one step.

"father!"

The little boy Lele threw away the drawing board and rushed to his father's side, and began to howl loudly.

Feng Chuixue didn't expect Shen Chong to act so swiftly and swiftly, he would do it as soon as he said he would do it, without blinking an eye, without any warning in advance.

Shen Chong still had a smile on his face, and instead went to do ideological work for Xinxin, "Xinxin, Dad has already punished that uncle. He should be praised for doing good deeds, and punished for doing bad things. So, Dad will punish him. Lesson."

In order not to form the image of a violent man in his daughter's mind, Shen Chong really took great pains, beat someone up, and had to pretend to be a teacher.

After vomiting sour water for a long time, the man coughed and said a few words, instead of comforting his son, he glared at Shen Chong angrily.

"Cough, cough, cough. You hit someone! Cough, cough!"

Shen Chong still had a smile on his face, and shrugged, "It's nothing, I'm giving you a free lesson to teach you the principles of life. I don't care if you pick up girls, but you have to keep your eyes open, don't always try to step on Pick up girls with other people's heads, and girls won't like you."

Feng Chuixue blushed slightly.

Lele's father reluctantly stood up, touched the phone, "I... I will call the police."

Shen Chong was still smiling, "Just call the police."

"Young man, don't be so hot-tempered. It's not good."

"That's right, young man, why don't you reconcile for a while, harmony makes money."

The uncles and aunts who came to watch the fun in the nearby park helped smooth things over.

One of the aunts even stepped forward to wink at Shen Chong desperately, and said in a low voice: "Young man, I'm sorry, really. My old man was so aggressive when he was young, because of a trivial matter, he was imprisoned for a few years, and it was a big loss. "

The aunt in Shudu is always so warm-hearted.

Shen Chong smiled, "Thank you, big sister, but let me start from the beginning. This person, I can't bear it."

He didn't add any more details, but just told what happened just now.

Immediately, an aunt asked Feng Chuuxue, "Girl doll, was it really like this just now? Oh, the little girl is quite handsome, really likable."

Feng Chuixue blushed and nodded, "Auntie, it's...it's like this."

Shen Chong made up his sword again, "So, this Lele father took his son to learn painting, it is fake, and openly molested women from good families, oh no, girls from good families are real. He put it in front of me, and I also He let it go like a fart, and tore up my daughter's painting in front of me as a father, do you think I should beat him?"

Some old men with a bad temper raised their hands decisively and waved their fists, "It's time to beat up! Beat up hard! My Juanjuan was molested by hooligans when she was a child. I chased that grandson for three streets and gave him a discounted leg!"

"Yes! Although my family is a baby, I also want to say, whoever dares to bully my granddaughter, I will kill him!"

"Beat me to death!"

The masses have their own judgments, and the public sentiment at the scene is like this. I am afraid that Lele's father will not be able to please the police. He knew that he was wrong, so he took his son and ran away in despair.

The bodyguards of the Lin family hid in the crowd, and when they saw the matter was exposed safely, they disappeared without a sound.

When the people left one after another, Shen Chong continued to comfort Xinxin, "Let's keep the painting in our hearts, okay? Dad promises you that your dream will come true!"

Xinxin was still upset, "Dad, how did you do that?"

Shen Chong scratched his head, thought for a while, "Uh, I don't know."

Xin Xin said suddenly, "I've been watching it on TV, Dad, just give Mom a kiss, it should be all right."

Shen Chong rubbed his forehead, what TV shows have you watched, baby girl?
"Father, are you okay?"

Xinxin acted coquettishly.

Shen Chong nodded helplessly, "Uh, Dad, work hard."

Xinxin's eyes lit up, and she laughed through her tears, "Really? Then I'll go back and tell my mother the good news!"

Shen Chong's complexion changed drastically, "Don't! This is a surprise Dad prepared for Mom! It won't work if you say it! Give Dad more time to prepare!"

Only then did Xinxin nod in disappointment, "Okay."

Shen Chong wiped off his cold sweat secretly, and walked before the gate of hell was closed. This taste was much more terrifying than beating someone.

"It's my painting... oh."

Although Xinxin was comforted and came back, she was still full of regret when she saw the broken painting.

Shen Chong thought for a while, and prepared to redraw by himself according to Xinxin's drawing, but he was not confident enough.

Although he remembers clearly and is a very qualified painter, it may be okay for him to reproduce realistic oil paintings, but it is even more difficult for him to completely reproduce watercolor paintings written by children.

The most difficult part of painting is imagination, and it is even more difficult to integrate the mood into the painting environment. Xinxin has done it.

It was difficult for Shen Chong, a painter, to integrate Xinxin's mood at that time, even if the paintings looked exactly the same, they still lacked soul.

Feng Chuuxue came over at this time, knelt down and said, "Xinxin, sister, can you draw it for me? I promise it will be exactly the same."

Xinxin couldn't believe it, "Really? It's exactly the same?"

Feng Chuixue laughed until her eyes were crescent-shaped, "Hmm!"

Shen Chong didn't believe it either, "Boss Chuixue, don't make promises indiscriminately."

Feng Chuuxue snatched two paintings from him, "I'm a professional! I might not have confidence a month ago, but now, just look at mine!"

Shen Chong raised his eyebrows calmly, but she actually said it directly?

Listening to what she said, not only has her temperament changed, but her painting skills have also improved by leaps and bounds within a month?
Xinxin took a stool and sat behind Feng Chuixue to watch the little sister's strokes of the painting, her mouth opened wider and wider.

She can't really remember how she painted just now, but the order of the young lady's coloring seems to be exactly the same as she did just now?
While drawing, Feng Chuixue was still talking to Shen Chong: "By the way, if Lele's father turns around and really calls the police..."

Shen Chong waved his hands indifferently, "It's okay, let him come, it will cause you trouble."

Feng Chuuxue didn't care, "I'll refund his tuition later, and block him again. I don't serve such people."

Shen Chong asked again, "Boss Chuuxue, you just said that you didn't have confidence a month ago? Are you making progress so fast?"

Feng Chuixue replied without thinking: "I also find it very strange. During this period of time, I seem to wake up every day and have a new understanding of color and composition. It seems that everything I look at is colorful. I have also seen a psychiatrist, the doctor Say I'm not sick."

"Dad! Don't disturb my sister's drawing!"

Xinxin is anxious about her painting.

Shen Chong shut up decisively.

Next, he could probably understand a little bit how the eyes of worshiping God came from when everyone in the Kexin Office looked at him.

Boss Fuxue's painting skills are really scary and amazing!

She completely copied Xinxin's paintings, from the structure of the brush, to the subtle changes when closing the brush, to the gradient of two or several different colors layered together.

Exactly the same as she promised.

Even Shen Yun was completely reproduced.

Looking at Feng Chuuxue who was cheering like a child and happily writing, four words popped up in Shen Chong's mind, a stroke of genius!

(End of this chapter)