Mu Qi knew that Lu Junhan and the others must be watching the live broadcast right now.
With the intention of not offending the other party and thinking of Lu Junhan as a pig, he was about to say that he had never seen it—
He had never seen it before. What he had seen was Lu Junhan, not the pig-like Lu Junhan.
After all, everyone knew how small-minded Lu Junhan was, how vengeful he was, and how vengeful he was. Xiao Luli said that her father was a pig, but he was his own daughter anyway, and he couldn't kill him no matter what.
But he was different.
He didn't want to be hunted down by Lu Junhan's men as soon as he entered Haicheng in the future.
But just as she was about to say this, Lan Xi noticed it. She stabbed Mu Qi fiercely with her elbow and warned him not to do anything bad. stared at him dangerously.
Mu Qi: "..."
Forget it, just chase and kill, otherwise he is afraid that he will not survive today first.
So, Mu Qi lowered his eyes to meet the little girl's expectant and ignorant clear eyes, and said with a half-hearted smile: "Yes, of course I have."
Little Lolita was not surprised at all.
On the contrary, he straightened his small chest, raised his chin slightly, and Xiao Pang showed a proud and proud expression of "I knew it was like this, there is no possibility that there will be ghosts who don't know my father, unless he was blind just now" .
Mu Qi: "..."
Drawn like that pig, really only ghosts like us know your father.
"Uncle, we finished drawing too!"
Seeing that Xiao Luli had already handed in her "homework", the other three friends hurriedly handed over the sketches in their hands.
Qu Qianqian was a little afraid of this ghost uncle whose eyes fell out. Although both of Mu Qi's eyes were pushed back at the moment, it didn't look so scary, but the shadow when the eyeballs fell out just now was too big.
Qu Qianqian only dared to give the drawing to Xiao Luli, but did not dare to approach Mu Qi.
Xiao Luli happily stuffed Qu Qianqian's drawing to Mu Qi, and asked him:
"Uncle, this is sister Qianqian's father, have you met sister Qianqian's father?"
Mu Qi was immersed in the shock of "what the hell are Zhang Dazhuang and Jian Yi's sons drawing?".
In the past, Mu Qi had been chased and killed so many times, and had brushed shoulders with death several times, but he could also talk and laugh calmly, as if death was not a big deal.
But this time, for the first time, Mu Qi's perfect gentleman expression with a gentle smile appeared cracks.
Zhang Yiming's painting is a car that has nothing to do with Zhang Dazhuang's appearance.
The most important thing is that the painting of the car is still very ugly. The front lights are painted as eyes, the rearview mirror of the car is ears, and the four wheels look like legs.
At first glance, it looks like a dog.
But Jian Xiyan was even more ruthless. He drew a circle and painted it all black, probably because he was afraid that Mu Qi's IQ would not be able to keep up with him. Jian Xiyan also wrote a line next to it:
Dad's head.
Dad's.
head.
Still all black.
Mu Qi: "..."
Zhang Yiming and Jian Xiyan were still looking forward to asking: "Uncle Ghost, have you met our father?"
Mu Qi: "..."
He is still blind.
[Hahaha, I feel like this ghost is going to be autistic.]
[No, what the hell is that brother Yiming drew? Is it a car or a dog?]
[Hahaha, in short, after all, it’s not Zhang’s father, right!]
[I guess what brother Yiming painted should be his father sleeping on his stomach, but I can’t remember clearly. It just so happens that brother Yiming likes to play with cars. He may think that cars are a bit like his father sleeping on his stomach. So combine the two!]
[I thought so too, but what I can't understand is that the Xiyan brother drew the head. No nose, eyes, and ears, so I won’t talk about it for now, but why is this head completely black? Is it because Jane's father often had a dark face before?]
[Hahaha, isn’t it because my younger brother doesn’t remember what his father looks like, so he drew the back of his father’s head?]
[Hey, it's really possible.]
[Well... after Father Lu turned off the live broadcast, Father Zhang and Father Jian also turned off the live broadcast just now, hahaha, I feel that they don't want to be rescued at all.]
[Not only do they not want to be rescued, but they also want to rush out and beat the children hahaha!]
[Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!]
[Actor Qu should be able to do it, Actor Qu likes his daughter so much, maybe Qu Qianqian drew him into a piece of shit, and Actor Qu will think this is proof that Qu Qianqian loves him! Hey... I can't afford to hurt my daughter!]
Of course Qu Sinian could hold on.
It's not because he is a daughter slave, he can copy and accept everything about Qu Qianqian.
It is because he is confident that Qu Qianqian can draw him well.
Because he had taught Qu Qianqian to draw him many times before.
In the beginning, Qu Qianqian's paintings were indeed like shit, or even worse than shit, which made Qu Sinian shut himself up for several days.
But under Qu Sinian's many times of hand-in-hand teaching, he in Qu Qianqian's pen already has a preliminary human appearance.
Qu Sinian was already very satisfied.
Especially seeing Xiao Luli's pig, Zhang Yiming's dog, Jian Xiyan's blackhead, Qu Sinian couldn't be more satisfied with Qu Qianqian's appearance.
Anyway, he is still a person.
He looked at Qu Qianqian with a fair face and pretty face in the live broadcast room, with a slight smile on her thin lips, and an indescribable tenderness and pride in her eyes.
After that, he turned his head to look at Lu Junhan and the three of them who were sitting on another sofa:
Lu Junhan folded his long and slender hands, sitting on the sofa in an elegant and dignified posture, with his eyes closed and rested with a calm expression;
Sitting next to Lu Junhan, Zhang Dazhuang couldn't figure out why he became a dog!
In the end, I couldn't hold it back anymore, I got up and punched the wall.
And Jian Yi, who was sitting next to Zhang Dazhuang, had an already dull expression on his face, and his expression became even more dull. At this moment, he was completely devoid of emotion, just a standard dead face with no expression.
Qu Sinian was stunned for a while, as if he was a little puzzled, he smiled slightly and said:
"No... Is it necessary for you to do this?"
Lu Junhan and Jian Yi raised their eyes and glanced at him lightly, naturally they didn't ignore the veiled display in Qu Sinian's clear eyebrows.
Qu Sinian has always been cold and cold to the outside world, like a flower on a high mountain, unapproachable, and only when he encounters Qu Qianqian, will he have such a big change in expression, and even his eyes are completely different. The pride and complacency in line with his aloof personality.
Obviously, he is very sure that Qu Qianqian can draw him very well.
Jian Yi pulled her thin lips expressionlessly.
Oh, the villain is successful, but that's all.
On the contrary, Zhang Dazhuang was stunned by Qu Sinian's calm expression, which could even be smiled.
He turned his head in surprise: "Actor Qu, aren't you worried about what you will be painted?"
Judging from the sketches of Xiao Luli, Jian Xiyan, and that brat in his family, Qu Qianqian's drawing level should be about the same as the other three.
It's amazing that Qu Sinian can still laugh.
"There's nothing to worry about,"
Although Qu Sinian wished to tell the whole world how wonderful his precious daughter is and how good he is at painting him as a father.
Moreover, from the fact that Qu Qianqian is so good at painting him, it also shows how much Qu Qianqian loves him.
But in the end, Qu Sinian still endured it, and said in a modest and reserved tone, but not lacking in confidence and pride, "No matter what, my baby will never paint me like a piece of shit."