Before, she thought that the only boss who could do anything was the boss who couldn't give birth. It turned out that he also had weaknesses.

And his weakness is painting! He is a little worse than ordinary people.

Xiaotuanzi looked at Zhuo Jinchu's paintings and did not laugh at him. On the contrary, he felt happy.

Staring at him intently, I suddenly felt that he was much more down-to-earth and no longer looked like a god who had descended from the mortal world.

Xiaotuanzi also used a pencil to randomly draw Zhuo Jinchu's face on the drawing paper, and deliberately drew a little bit of it, trying to be as close as possible to the work of a five-year-old child.

Zhuo Jinchu took it and looked at it carefully and deeply, "You are very talented."

"Really?" After being praised by the boss for the first time, the little dumpling was immediately elated. It was even sweeter than honey.

She tilted her head and looked at Zhuo Jinchu seriously, "From now on, my eldest brother will teach me how to write and teach me many things. I will teach my eldest brother how to draw, okay?"

"……good."

But many years later, Zhuo Jinchu's painting skills did not improve at all, but only a single portrait was the best.

The girl in the painting is so lifelike that no one can compare to her.

Of course, this is all a story for later.

Xiao Tuanzi had just found a small sense of accomplishment from painting. Then, the boss taught her to write, and soon that little sense of accomplishment was shaken to pieces.

Xiaotuanzi pursed her delicate, flower-like lips and watched Zhuo Jinchu write three words.

——Tong Yian.

Xiaotuanzi is a nickname, and Tong Yian is her big name. Her parents do not expect her to be rich or promising, but they only hope that everything will go smoothly for her and that she will be safe and sound.

The characters are not written in regular regular script, they are strong and powerful, and they are shaped like flowing clouds.

But Xiaotuanzi tilted his head and discovered a detail, "Brother, are you left-handed?"

"no."

"Then how do you write with your left hand and still write so well?"

Zhuo Jinchu was too lazy to explain, so he took out another pen and used both his left and right hands at the same time.

After a while, the three characters "Tong Yian" appeared on the left side of the paper, and the three characters "Zhuo Jinchu" on the right side.

Xiaotuanzi couldn't help but blush, like a freshly ripe tomato, pink and orange.

Her name and the boss's name are in a row, which is embarrassing.

It turns out that the book says that the right brain controls the left hand, and the left brain controls the right hand. Now the boss uses both hands, which means that both the left and right brains can be used perfectly.

The human brain utilization rate is less than 5%, but it is already so powerful. I don’t know what the brain utilization rate of the boss is?

While Xiaotuanzi's mind was spinning, Zhuo Jinchu was staring at the rosy-faced Xiaotuanzi, and the light flashing across his eyes was like fire streaking across the sky.

He guessed correctly, she did know these words.

A child over five years old actually knows so many words?

…………

Before Zhuo Jinchu left, he didn't forget to call his parents to the side and give them some instructions.

Both Zhuo and his wife were very well-behaved and restrained. Standing in front of Zhuo Jinchu, it was as if the roles were reversed.

However, this has always been the norm in their family. Jinchu has never looked like a child since he was a child. He looks like a teenager, but his mind is mature. They cannot compare to him who has seen the world outside and is decisive and bold.

"Mom and Dad, let Xiaotuanzi and Zhuoran study together early, next year."
Chapter completed!