Almighty Star Daddy

  Chapter 257 Grandpa's photos are not cute

  Hang up the phone, Han Mo looked at a pile of notebooks again worrying.

   "Son, how many copies have you signed?" Chen Yuehong's questioning voice came from the kitchen from time to time.

  Han Mo could only helplessly remain silent, biting his scalp and opening his notebooks one by one.

  I don’t know how long it took, Han Mo closed the last notebook, his hands were a little sour, and he let out a long sigh. I thought in my heart, I must tell my mom in a while, don’t agree to other people’s requests anymore. Han Mo doesn’t like being in the limelight too much. He has a hunch that if he doesn’t show his mom in time, he will definitely have countless books to move back in the future. .

  "How is the response of "Zhen Huan Biography"?" The old man walked over and sat down on the side sofa.

  Han Mo smiled and said, "It's okay."

  Han Jun glanced at Han Mo, who was calm, and said nothing.

In the morning, the old man went out and saw it at the newsstand at the gate of the community. The whole page of news was about "Zhen Huan's Biography". When I came back in the afternoon, I saw the news on the mobile phone express and said "Zhen Huan's Biography" was watching. The rate exceeded the 2% mark, setting a new high for TV dramas.

  That's the response, but if it's okay, the old man really has nothing to say.

  The little guy suddenly came out of the small room holding the pillow he just got, his little mouth pouting, as if he was not so happy.

He went in happily and came out with a small mouth. Han Mo just wanted to ask the child what's wrong. The grandfather, who was sitting next to him, was more nervous than him, and said first, "What happened to my good granddaughter? Grandpa come here." The old man Chao Xuanxuan waved.

  The little guy rushed to his grandfather's side, holding a pillow, "Xuan Xuan also wants the Q version of the portrait."

  At this time, Han Jun saw the pillow in the little guy's hand with a pattern printed on it. From the clothes, it can be seen that this image is Shu Ya's appearance in "Zhen Huan Biography".

  I still didn’t look like I was in a boudoir when I entered the palace, very delicate and lively.

Xuan Xuan thinks that her mother’s portrait is very cute, and she wants to have a cute version of this portrait, and she also wants to print it on the pillow. The little guy has been learning to paint with her father for a while. He was still confident, but he hid in the room. I have been painting for a long time, but I can't paint to my satisfaction at all.

Xuan Xuan held a few pieces of drawing paper in her other small hand, all of which had been painted. Grandpa picked up the painting of the baby granddaughter and opened his eyes wide, and exclaimed, "The painting is so good, Xuan Xuan is so talented in painting. ."

  My granddaughter thinks that what his granddaughter does is the best, the most sensible, the most beautiful, the smartest, the most beautiful painting, the most beautiful dance, anyway, in a word, his granddaughter is the most perfect.

  The little guy had a frustrated expression just now. He opened his eyes wide when he heard his grandpa’s praise, his lovely big eyes gleaming like stars.

Han Mo knows that his father is exaggerating. How far the child has painted, can he not know? Xuan Xuan's painting level is still at the stage of conceptual painting of things and animals, that is to say, she is still at the level of abstract painting. She, a young child, draws mainly by imagination, rather than pursuing the similarity with the original, because the concept of space and three-dimensional has not yet formed, so Han Mo just smiled and did not speak.

  The little guy who was praised by his grandfather suddenly gained confidence, and ran to his father again holding the painting, "Dad, this is Xuan Xuan's painting." The little guy raised the drawing paper in his hand.

In the past, the little guy seldom painted figures alone, except for the "similar" portraits painted by Shu Ya, because Han Mo still allows children to imagine what to paint and what to draw. Some things like drawing characters need to be three-dimensional graphics and spatial concepts. The combination of the techniques of painting has not been given to the children. After all, the age is too young. Without this ability, even if I learn it now, it will not have a good effect.

  But...

  Han Mo raised his eyebrows slightly when he picked up Xuan Xuan's drawing paper. He had never taught a child how to draw a character, let alone a cartoon version of Xuan Xuan.

"Xuan Xuan, is this what you imagined to paint?" Han Mo was surprised. The Q version of the portrait on the drawing paper, although the painting is not very mature, the proportions are not very coordinated, and there are some detail problems, but for a four-year-old Children, this painting is undoubtedly shocking.

  Xuan Xuan took out a small photo of herself, which the little guy removed from the frame, "I drew it based on my own photo, and the portrait of my mother."

Han Mo took a serious look at Xuan Xuan's paintings. Xuan Xuan was actually imitating the Q version of the portrait on the pillow, and then painted according to her own clothes and characteristics. What shocked Han Mo was that the cartoon version of the big head drawn by the little guy turned out to be It really looks different. It may be different from a flat portrait and a three-dimensional real person, so the little guy can copy it very well. This time it is really more than a godlike.

  The little guy is curious and weird. Of course, you can see the change in father's expression. Being appreciated by his father makes the little guy happy than being praised by his grandfather. She swallowed her saliva and waited for his father's next words.

   "Xuan Xuan, your painting is awesome, dad believes that you will be able to paint better soon." Han Mo said softly.

   "Can you draw as good-looking as a mother on a pillow?" the little guy asked expectantly.

  Han Mo squeezed the little guy’s fleshy little face, "Of course, I can teach Xuan Xuan."

  The little guy was praised by his father, and his pink face was full of joy. The little mouth he had pouted when he ran over had already changed shape, with a bright smile on his face.

Han Mo gently hugged the little guy on his lap and pointed it patiently. The little guy listened carefully. Painting is like music. He is very talented. He practiced and pondered repeatedly on the basis of talent. Will continue to improve.

Han Mo currently finds that the little guy’s talent for painting is amazing. This is very similar to himself. When he was very young, he didn’t have any professional training and he saw what he wanted to paint. Later, I was a little older and only studied for a period of time, but the real systematic learning is still something after adulthood.

  The little guy listened carefully to Dad’s explanation, then took the drawing paper and ran back to the room to continue drawing.

  Han Jun also followed his baby granddaughter into the room happily.

   "Xuan Xuan, can you draw a picture for Grandpa too?" The old man said in a discussing tone.

  The little guy replied obediently, “Of course, but grandpa has to wait for Xuanxuan to finish drawing these first. Dad said that you must be single-minded in doing things and can’t give up halfway.” Xuanxuan was very serious about reasoning with her grandfather.

   "Yes, yes, Dad is right, grandpa waits, Xuanxuan draws slowly." The old man has no temper in front of the little guy. What bad temper? Quick-tempered? Does not exist.

  The classic dialogue between the old and the small is constantly coming out of the small room.

   "Grandpa, this picture of you is not good." The little guy said very seriously.

  The old man was very aggrieved, holding his own ID photo and whispered, “But grandpa only has such a photo.”

   "Grandpa, what we are going to draw is the Q version."

   "What is the Q version?"

   "It's cute, grandpa, your photos are not cute at all."

The old man had three black lines on his head and looked down at his ID photo. He still took a photo from five years ago, just to look younger. In the end, his granddaughter said he was not cute, and he felt a touch of sadness in his heart... ..

  Han Mo shook his head helplessly. In the entire world, Xuan Xuan may be the only one who can treat her dad submissively, and she has no temper at all.

  (End of this chapter)