Suddenly seeing the drawing in his son's hand, Nangong Zhan took it over and asked: "Baby, are you here to talk to dad about something?"
Little Tianshuo turned to his father and said, "Well, Dad, look at the two paintings, which one is the best?"
Nangong Zhan looked around at the drawings in his hands and made his choice without any doubt, "This one is obviously much more exquisite. Yes, son, you have made some progress!"
Xiao Tianshuo looked at the picture his father held up, and his delicate little face instantly dimmed. He jumped out of Lu Yunbing's arms, snatched the drawing from his father's hand, and asked the woman next to him.
"Tell me, which one is the best?"
Lu Yunbing took a look, knelt down and hugged Xiao Tianshuo and said, "Your father is right, this one is very good, but this one is also good, they are all lifelike,"
After hearing what Lu Yunbing said, Xiao Tianshuo was obviously very unhappy. He took the drawing, turned around and ran out of the study.
Lu Yunbing stood up, looked at the child's disappearing back, and frowned in confusion, "What's wrong with him? Why does he feel angry?"
Nangong Zhan returned to his desk and sat down, looking through the pile of information on the table intentionally or unintentionally.
"Go over and have a look. The drawing you just made was obviously not drawn by him. Go over and have a look. Is there a new teacher here?"
Lu Yunbing smiled and said, "Okay, I'll go first!"
Xiao Tianshuo returned to the studio again with a sad look on his face.
Qingtian looked up from the pile of drawings he had drawn before, hurriedly stepped forward and pulled him and asked: "How is it? Did I lose?"
Xiao Tianshuo glanced at her and sat down cross-legged, with a dejected look that made people feel pitiful.
"You win!" He said calmly: "But my painting is also good, right?"
After hearing this, Qingtian also sat next to him, hugged him in her arms, and her tone was full of gentle love.
"Actually, in my eyes, you are the best at drawing. After all, you are still young and have many opportunities to learn, but I am different. So, in fact, you win!"
Xiao Tianshuo blinked and stared at Qingtian with his big, watery eyes. Those clear and bright eyes were full of understanding and depth that was completely inconsistent with his age.
"Is what you said true?"
"Of course!"
Xiao Tianshuo suddenly laughed, looked at Qingtian and said, "You are different from the teachers who came before. If I lose, I lose. I will allow you to stay in the future."
I don’t know why, Qingtian couldn’t help but leaned over and kissed the child’s forehead, “Thank you!”
Just after the kiss, Lu Yunbing walked in.
"It seems that your teaching method is really special!" Lu Yunbing came over, knelt down and hugged Xiao Tianshuo, "You can actually make a rare smile appear on the cold and gloomy face of his father for hundreds of years."
Seeing the beautiful and noble woman in front of him, Qingtian quickly stood up, bowed and said, "Hello, my name is Qingtian, and I am Xiao Tianshuo's teacher."
Lu Yunbing put down the child and smiled thorny, "Yeah, but you have to call him young master from now on. I am the mother of the child."
She is Xiao Tianshuo's mother?
Qingtian raised his head and couldn't help but glance at the woman in front of him, and then at the child in front of him.
Why does she feel that this child looks nothing like this woman?
Could it be that all the genes were passed down from his father?
After reacting, Qingtian nodded with a forced smile, "Well, don't worry, madam, I will do my best to teach the young master from now on."
Lu Yunbing smiled again, "From now on, just call me young mistress. My mother-in-law is the madam. You can study and I won't disturb you anymore!"
When leaving, Lu Yunbing squatted down and hugged the child, "Baby, study hard. Mommy will cook first and make your favorite food, okay?"
Xiao Tianshuo had a sullen face and said nothing.
Lu Yunbing felt embarrassed, stood up and raised a arrogant attitude towards Qingtian, turned around and left.
