Xiao Luli usually paints with watercolor brushes.
Otherwise, just use a pencil to scribble casually on paper.
So, not to mention painting watercolors, even watercolor paints were rare in the past.
Now, a pair of colorful paint swatches was placed in front of her, and her eyes immediately widened.
"Dad, what is this?"
The little girl pointed at the paint box, her little head was full of big question marks.
Lu Junhan glanced at it: "The paint box."
Xiao Luli: "Is it for food?"
"..." Lu Junhan: "For drawing."
Xiao Luli wrinkled her small face: "...but it seems to eat jelly."
Lu Junhan: "..."
Zhang Dazhuang is also well aware of Xiao Luli's painting skills that are earth-shattering and weeping ghosts and gods.
Seeing this, he seemed to have found a very convincing excuse, and hurriedly said to the person in charge:
"Hey, teacher, you see, she doesn't even know what watercolor paint is, so how much better can painting like this be, don't you think? I think this link should be skipped directly, let's go to the next one If you finish visiting the museum early, you can end it sooner.”
"Yes," the person in charge suddenly realized, Zhang Dazhuang was overjoyed, and the next second, the person in charge turned his head and said to the people next to him:
"Go, help me put away all these paint boxes, and replace them all with oil paint brushes."
Zhang Dazhuang: "..."
?
Song Qingwan and Lu Anran's paintings are basically oil paintings, and the little girl Lu Li should also learn oil paintings. In fact, their plan from the beginning was to let the children paint watercolor paintings, because it is relatively simple and convenient.
So as soon as someone went to get the things prepared in advance, that person directly took out the paint box. Fortunately, Zhang Dazhuang reminded him to change to oil paint brushes quickly, otherwise the big event will be delayed!
Thinking of this, the person in charge smiled gratefully at Zhang Dazhuang: "Fortunately, you reminded me, you should change the oil paintbrush."
Oil pastel pens are very similar to watercolor pens, they are both in the shape of a pen. The little girl saw the rows of colorful oil pastels, but she didn't ask her father what they were for.
However, what to paint has become a problem.
Fortunately, the staff of this museum have already prepared, it is still the old topic: "Kids, you can draw a picture of your parents."
This topic is very simple, especially when parents are around, if you don’t know how to draw, or forget some details, you just need to look up.
It also saves people from the museum to move reference objects.
But as soon as the person in charge said this, most of the parents present stiffened.
Qu Sinian felt his heart trembling. Just as he wanted the teacher to change the topic, Qu Qianqian grabbed a green oil pen, rolled up his sleeves, and said crisply:
"I can draw this! It's very good!"
Qu Sinian: "..."
Little Luli patted Lu Junhan who was silent beside her with her small hand, and her little milk voice was very proud:
"Dad, don't worry, he will definitely help you draw a super cute one! It's even cuter than Lili!"
As she said that, Xiao Luli took a purple oil pen and drew a big oval. At first glance, it looked a bit like a white radish.
Lu Junhan: "..."
The person in charge next to him was preconceived, and couldn't help saying excitedly: "Very good! Just draw like this, this stroke is simply the essence!"
Qu Sinian looked at it and couldn't help it anymore, "Teacher, don't you think it's very problematic for her to draw a white radish with a purple pen?"
The person in charge said earnestly: "You don't understand this. It doesn't matter what the color of the radish is, what is needed for painting is a bright color composition! Look at this eye-catching purple! How impressive it is, look at it again Look at this big and long radish, it looks like a very good radish!"
Qu Sinian: "..."
Before the person in charge could speak, Xiao Luli pouted: "This is not a carrot, this is my father!"
Qu Sinian: "..."
principal:"… "
Lu Junhan: "..."
Lu Junhan endured the throbbing veins on his forehead, and asked coldly, "When did I become a carrot?"
"This is not a carrot!!!"
The little girl was anxious: "This is your face, Dad!"
Qu Sinian: "..."
principal:"… "
Lu Junhan: "..."
After three seconds of silence—
Lu Junhan raised his light and dark eyes, and stared directly at the person in charge: "Now, change the title."
principal:"… "
It is impossible to change the topic, and it is impossible to change it even if you die.
Because some children are already halfway through the painting.
Qu Sinian glanced at the long green hair Qu Qianqian drew for him, and closed his eyes in pain. Then, as if he didn't want to accept this fact, he said to Qu Qianqian with a forced smile:
"Honey, you drew your mother, right?"
"No, mother is not so ugly."
Qu Qianqian put back the green pen for drawing hair in her hand, turned her head and drew the purple oil pen, and began to draw eyebrows: "I drew you, can't you see how ugly you are?"
Qu Sinian: "..."
Qu Sinian smiled: "Honey, you just paint here. Dad will go to see your sister Lili paint first."
In short, watching other people's children draw, you won't be so angry that you vomit blood.
Qu Qianqian originally wanted to complain that she had worked so hard on painting, and you didn't even come to help me, Dad, but went to play, but when she heard that she was going to Sister Lili, Qu Qianqian immediately had no complaints.
Not only did she not complain, but she seemed to think of something. She raised her head and asked Xiao Luli who was seriously painting:
"Sister Lili, what color are your eyes?"
"Black," Qu Sinian said first, "Baby, black is fine!"
Qu Qianqian pushed him away: "Father, you go away, and I didn't ask you."
Qu Sinian: "..."
But you drew me! !
Moreover, whose eyes are not black!
"red!"
Xiao Lu Li replied: "The red color is super pretty!"
Qu Qianqian: "Okay!"
Qu Sinian: "..."
Lu Junhan: "..."
principal:"… "
Is this pink eye or something
"And pink!"
After Xiao Luli drew a red eyeball for her father, after thinking about it, she drew a pink eyeball for her father: "Pink is also super pretty!"
Lu Junhan: "..."
Qu Qianqian is still the same sentence: "Okay!"
Qu Sinian: "..."
Can you let your father live
Qu Sinian was afraid that he might suffer from a heart attack if he stayed any longer, so he didn't dare to look at Qu Qianqian's "magnificent work" again, so he moved a chair directly to Xiao Luli's side.
Only then did I realize that the situation on Lu Junhan's side was not much better.
It doesn't matter if the eyeballs are one red and one pink, after all, his baby is also painted like this, and he was overwhelmed just now, but now he can accept it well.
What shocked Qu Sinian the most was Lu Junhan's hair.
Red, orange, blue, green, yellow, purple, black...
There are actually seven colors!
Qu Sinian: "..."