"This is the sun." In the small room, Xiaojiu carefully drew a round outline of the sun beside the desk.
He turned around and introduced the sun to Tutu Dog, "The sun comes out every day during the day and goes down to rest at night."
Tutu Dog stood on the chair next to Xiaojiu and nodded thoughtfully.
Then he raised his little tail, and in Xiaojiu's surprised eyes, filled the sun with yellow paint.
"Doroo!" Tutu Dog huffed and nodded vigorously.
This is a Tutu dog that is specially selected by breeders based on family information and is very talented in painting.
Xiaojiu looked at the painting in her hand repeatedly in surprise, then picked up the brush and tentatively drew another moon on the paper.
"Doru?" Tutu Dog pondered for a moment, then filled the moon with yellow.
"Ha!" He breathed, looking at the moving moon, very satisfied.
Xiaojiu's eyes were full of surprise. He tightened his hand holding the pen, lowered his head and continued to create.
He is full of motivation to paint.
"Doru~" Tutu Dog obediently put his hands on the edge of the table and stuck out his little head to look at Xiaojiu.
"This is a Tutu dog who likes to draw. His favorite food is special curry pork, served with elfin sauerkraut and a little bit of sweetness."
In the living room, Xiaojiu's father began to read the brochure.
Red and White Company’s brochure has been upgraded again.
Now there is a dedicated booklet for each elf.
The booklet introduces the elves' habits, hobbies, etc.
In this way, every customer who buys an elf can roughly understand the character of his elf and so on.
"The Hongbai Company is very interested." Xiaojiu's father couldn't help but sigh as he looked at this thick booklet.
Just imagine, if Red and White Company sends out a hundred elves, it will need to produce a hundred different manuals.
This workload is definitely not small.
And each manual corresponds to an elf.
It can make people feel the responsibility of Red and White Company to the elves.
"Tutu Dog is a bit introverted and not good at expressing his heart. But you can feel his mood from his paintings." Xiaojiu's father and mother read the manual together.
They all wanted to find the paint on Tutu's tail.
"Tutu Dog will draw patterns of different shapes and colors according to different moods. The following are the moods corresponding to various paints..."
Xiaojiu's mother rummaged through the bag and found elf curry and sweetness, and said: "These can be bought at the elf store. I will buy some later."
Elf curry and sweetness have a long shelf life, so you can buy more to keep at home.
There are also toys that Tutu dogs like more in the bag.
"Like ordinary dogs, Tutu loves to play with balls, and his favorite is the blue and white ball."
Xiaojiu's mother took out a small ball from the bag.
The toy balls on the market are very similar and nothing special.
Tutu Dog is not an elf with extremely strong fighting ability and huge destructive power like Charmander.
So their toys don't need to be specially made.
"Tutu dogs need exercise every day, but some Tutu dogs are quiet and don't like to go out. Please be sure to take them out for a walk."
Thinking of this, Xiaojiu's father couldn't help but laugh and said, "I didn't expect Tutu dogs to be home dogs."
"I wonder what the character of our dog is like?"
Under the guidance of the booklet, Xiaojiu’s mother quickly prepared Tutu’s food.
This time it was a big meal, a small ceremony to celebrate the arrival of Tutu.
During dinner.
Tutu dog is standing on a chair and eating with a fork in his hand.
"It's amazing, the elf can actually use a fork." Xiaojiu's father sighed again.
"Doroo!" Tutu Dog raised his head and gave a bright smile, his tail wagging happily.
In order to prevent Tutu Dog's tail from scribbling, all chairs were covered with chair covers provided by Red and White Company.
During this period, Xiaojiu also curiously tasted Tutu Dog’s food.
Don't tell me, it's quite delicious.
After eating, the family took Tutu out for a walk.
Xiaojiu's father and mother were holding hands, his father was holding Xiaojiu's other hand, and Xiaojiu was holding Tutu's dog.
Xiaojiu and Tutu are similar in height, and from a distance they look like brothers and sisters.
The family was having fun and taking a walk in the park in the community.
"Eh? Is that the Xiaojiu family?" The old man in the community was playing chess. Under the dim light, he saw five people vaguely in the distance.
The tall figure of Xiaojiu's father and the short stature of Xiaojiu are particularly obvious.
"One, two, three, four...five? That's strange, aren't there four people in the restaurant?" The old man's eyes widened.
"Then we're not Xiaojiu's family." Another old man who was playing chess said with a smile.
"Impossible! No one in this neighborhood is that tall. My eyes are not wrong." The old man suddenly blew his beard and glared.
"But look...that other little person looks a little strange." Another old man suddenly said.
He adjusted his glasses and frowned.
Naturally, Xiaojiu's family didn't know what the old men were talking about.
They walked and stopped.
Because Tutu Dog sometimes suddenly falls into deep thought and starts writing and drawing on the ground.
Soon, there were many strange patterns on the roads in the community.
However, these patterns are a bit crooked.
"I heard that elves have the ability to fight. Do you have a small picture?" Xiaojiu's father asked.
"Doru?" Tutu Dog tilted his head and thought for a moment, then showed his little paws.
Click
There was a cold light shining on the paws.
"...."
"I read in the comics that you can draw spells to attack, right?" Xiaojiu's father said unwillingly.
"Dorulu..." Tutu Dog held his chin in distress.
He can sketch from life, but he has no copying skills!
"It seems that the comics are all fictional." Xiaojiu's father sighed.
"No! The comics are all true." Xiaojiu retorted in a rare voice.
He has always been an introverted child and rarely speaks.
Xiaojiu's parents' eyes lit up, and they secretly glanced at each other.
It seems that the decision to buy a Tutu dog this time is very correct.
.......
A few days later.
Xiaojiu suddenly said to his father: "Dad, I want to learn painting with Xiaotu."
Xiaojiu's father was overjoyed. This was the first time his son had made a request.
So he immediately found an excellent oil painting teacher for Xiaojiu.
Xiaojiu and Xiaotu became the disciples of the oil painting teacher.
.......
Oil painting class
The oil painting teacher looked at the cute Xiaojiu and the little picture standing next to him, with admiration in his eyes, and introduced himself: "Hello, I am Teacher Gao. In the future, I will teach you to express your inner feelings through painting."