Some people like to ask their children: "Do you prefer dads? Or mom?"

Although it's just a joke, this often puts children in a dilemma. They don't know how to lie. Such a young child cannot be able to cope with it easily. If he insists on making a choice in it, it will only hurt their simple, young, sensitive and fragile hearts.

Yang Yan never asked such a question in front of Luoluo. Sometimes when he was walking, he met acquaintances in the community. When they asked her like this, Yang Yan would tactfully stop him.

The same is true now. What Mr. Dai Guoxun said accidentally has a similar context to the above question. Although Luo Luo is not allowed to answer it now, Yang Yan couldn't help frowning while listening.

He did not mean to blame Mr. Dai. After all, the old man was unintentional when he said this. It was a thinking pattern that the older generation was unable to reverse when he was funny about children. Yang Yan considered how to make up for the loss in the future.

While Yang Yan was thinking about it secretly, Dai Guoxun had already started painting on a4 paper with the black watercolor pen.

The old man grabbed the pen with a special posture. He did not hold the pen like a normal person writing, but was like a sketching painter. He placed the watercolor pen on the index finger, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger and pressed with his thumb.

When he was drawing, the tip of the watercolor pen faced upwards, and his fingers rarely moved. He just used the strength of his wrist to gently draw lines on the a4 paper.

Yang Yan is not unfamiliar with this kind of painting method. After all, he has also seen the way students in architecture majors learn to draw sketches. However, it is a pencil. When using a pencil, this way of painting can use the side of the pencil tip to draw dotted lines similar to drafting, which facilitates future modification and coverage. Now the old man uses watercolor pencils, so the lines drawn in this way appear thicker and wider!

How big is the a4 paper? The lines are so thick, that's not OK!

Dai Guoxun frowned slightly, and he changed to a piece of paper and started to work again. Although he was still using his familiar posture, the old man tried a little lighter at this moment, and the black lines drawn on the paper finally became much lighter, so he continued to draw with satisfaction.

Luo Luo was originally drawing circles on her own paper with her left hand and circles on her right hand. She was addicted to her own small world, but the sound of the paper being grabbed came from around her. The little girl subconsciously turned her head and looked at the source of the sound.

After seeing this, she saw Grandpa Dai's strange painting posture.

What is Grandpa Dai doing?

The little girl with a strong curiosity couldn't help but take a look at her more. What surprised her was that Grandpa Dai had just outlined a person's face with just a few strokes!

It seems very awesome!

Luo Luo didn't understand, but her ignorant little head could still tell: this grandfather can do magic!

Dai Guoxun did not let the little girl wait too long. After he got used to the feeling of watercolor pens, his speed became faster. After a while, the details of the human face portrait on the a4 paper became fuller.

Judging from the hair draped over the shoulders, this should be a portrait of a woman.

Soon, a pair of big eyes with black pupils and tears also appeared on the paper. At this moment, the portrait looked very familiar!

Finally, Mr. Dai just drew two strokes lightly, and his slightly perky nose and small and cute mouth also appeared on the paper!

That's right, Dai Guoxun is painting Luoluo! Moreover, he painted Luoluo's little face that was so pitiful and loving when she woke up just now. Even her mouth was sagging. The painting was very vivid. If you look closely, it can give people the feeling that she wants to cry out loud.

Luo Luo hadn't recognized herself yet, but just opened her mouth slightly and looked at her in surprise.

Seeing the little girl holding a watercolor pen in each of her hands, she raised her blankly in front of her, but her vision was firmly stuck to Grandpa Dai's paper, as if she was watching a magic performance she had never seen before, motionless, making people worry if she would unconsciously loosen her hands, letting the two watercolor pens fall off and fall on her white skirt.

Yang Yan had already come back to his senses at this time, and he was also shocked by Mr. Dai's magical skills.

Just simply use a black watercolor pen to draw a few strokes on the paper! The old man was able to draw the Luoluo vividly, which is amazing!

Dai Guoxun looked at his paintings and finally changed to the normal triangular style of holding the brushstrokes. He gently drew a few strokes under the tears in the portrait.

Although it was just painted with long and erect eyelashes, it was like the finishing touch, and the expression of the girl on a4 paper became vivid!

It's really amazing!

Yang Yan was so impressed that he was shocked that the old man did not look at the sketches painted by Luo Luo, but based on the pictures in his memory, he could actually depict all the details on Luo Luo's face when he cried just now!

You know, it is not difficult for Yang Yan to remember the way Luo Luo cried. After all, the little guy was with him day and night, and Yang Yan could notice that he could just pout, but Mr. Dai might just have a glimpse!

Dai Guoxun had completed his paintings. After retracting his focused eyes, the old man's gaze fell on the little girl who was staring at him. He couldn't help but smile, and his voice became very low and gentle, and asked her, "Luoluo, do you recognize him, who is this little baby?"

Luo Luo raised her little face and looked at Grandpa Dai with big eyes, but her little mouth was still tightly closed, without any intention of speaking.

The little girl's eyes were too simple. It was difficult for the old detective Dai Guoxun, who was the old detective, to tell whether she did not understand her own question, or she did not judge what she was drawing, or she knew the answer, but she was embarrassed to speak in front of her...

Yang Yan couldn't help it. He leaned into Luoluo's ear and smiled and broke the embarrassment: "Luoluo, look, is the grandpa drawing you? Look, these eyes are as beautiful as yours, and their face is also chubby, so cute!"

He did not cry like a little cat, but praised a few more words, wanting to give the little girl more positive energy!

As her father reminded her, Luo Luo seemed to have come back to her senses at this time. She turned her head and looked at the painting with wide eyes.

She finally saw that the portrait on the paper looked exactly like her, as if she was looking in the mirror!

Of course, the little girl was not as careful as her father. She didn't even notice that she was on the drawing paper with pear blossoms and rain. Moreover, under the father's language prompt, she only looked good in her big eyes!

Yes, Luoluo is very cute!

"Hehe..." The little girl was happy in her heart. However, under the gaze of several adults, she felt embarrassed and hurried into her father's arms shyly, leaving only a dull laugh.

"Hey, the little baby still knows how to be shy!" Yang Lin kept watching, and at this moment he couldn't help laughing.

"The main thing is that Teacher Dai is good at drawing it!" Yang Yan hugged his daughter's small body, stroked her little head lovingly, and then raised his head and praised it sincerely, "This sketch makes Luo Luo so vivid. I think Teacher Dai is born in an arts!"
Chapter completed!