The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 165 0165. I Think About Drawing Something! (5)

Seeing how sincere they were, Zhuang Xinian didn't hold back, and after playing happily for an hour, she waved her hand proudly, "Okay! I'm leaving, you guys have fun!"

Jiang Shaoheng looked at Zhuang Xinian's peaceful and reasonable appearance, he was convinced by this little ancestor, and shook his head to look at her with a smile.

Zhuang Xinian didn't feel embarrassed to be looked at and smiled by Jiang Shaoheng, but proudly dragged Jiang Shaoheng home.

Then it's time for normal school.

Zhuang Xinian handed over the three completed paintings to Zhuang's father, and asked him to decide which one to use for the competition.

When Dad Zhuang got the painting, he opened it with joy, and his expression changed from sunny to thunderstorm in an instant!

Because the three paintings are all - Jiang Shaoheng!

This girl is in vain!
He painstakingly helped her sign up, enlightened her about her nervousness before the game, and prepared delicious food for her every day...

she!All three of her paintings were drawn by that brat Jiang Shaoheng!
Catch fish, watch the stars, watch the sunrise...

Zhuang's father is not happy!Zhuang's father has a little mood!

My daughter grew up so big after being coaxed and coaxed, but the first time I painted a character, I gave it to a brat!

Father Zhuang is sad, sad, weak, pitiful, and helpless!

But the sadness is the sadness. As a master, he can already see some basic skills that Zhuang Xinian should have in these three paintings.

I just don't know if she can have such an excellent performance in other paintings without this kid.

Zhuang's father didn't help his daughter revise it to be more perfect, but directly chose the painting of watching the sunrise and sent it over before the deadline.

Among the three paintings, the best one is the one watching the sunrise.

Zhuang Xinian has only just learned to draw, and Zhuang's father seldom pays attention to children's drawing competitions. I don't know how well the children participating in this competition are. If it is not because his daughter has started to learn to draw, he needs to help the children. Paving the way, he might not know that there is such a thing as a children's painting competition.

Therefore, it is safest to choose the most outstanding painting and send it to the competition.

If not, then it means that the children in this competition are still at a very high level, and Zhuang Xinian still needs to improve.

If they pass, then through the ranking, Zhuang's father can also guess how the competition is, and even predict in advance whether Zhuang Xinian will pass the next competition.

After Zhuang Xinian handed over the painting to his father, he never cared about it again.

Anyway, the painting has already been drawn, and she is also very satisfied. When the painting comes back, she will take these three paintings as brother Shaoheng's birthday present next year, and give them all to him!
Brother Shaoheng will be very happy!

Zhuang Xinian curled her lips and smiled happily.

Then in the next second her desk was knocked, Zhuang Xinian raised her head to look, there were some boys, but Zhuang Xinian was not very familiar with them.

But out of politeness, Zhuang Xinian still asked, "Hello, what can I do?"

"Hi, student Zhuang! Well, we want to ask you, can you paint with colors?" A boy with a sweat scarf tied on his head asked.

Zhuang Xinian thought for a while, then chose to nod, "I know a little bit, what's the matter?"

Several boys were overjoyed, and after looking at each other, the boy with a sweat scarf on his head said, "That's right, we would like to ask you to draw a picture of all members of our team! There are sixteen people in total! We can calculate the price per person! Ten yuan per person!"

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