Lin Yi just returned home and his mother Guo Xuehua was taking care of the child and having a great time playing with him.
Chen Qiangwei was humming a tune while watering the flowers and grass on the balcony.
Life seems peaceful and tranquil.
"You're back, come in quickly, why did you go out for so many days?" Chen Qiangwei helped Lin Yi pack his luggage while blaming him.
"I was delayed by something. By the way, where's Guoguo?" Lin Yi said with a smile. He guess if he told them that he had been away for a few days and ended up visiting the Buckingham Palace in the UK, they would be shocked.
"She is practicing painting with the new teacher in the painting room. But you have to talk to her later. The teacher said that Guoguo doesn't seem to like painting. She often procrastinates on her homework and doesn't study seriously." Chen Qiangwei made up her mind this time. In the past, she always had a bad face in front of Guoguo and Lin Yi had a bad face.
Therefore, the little guy now seems to be becoming more and more alienated from her, so now she decided to be smart and make Lin Yi do this thankless thing.
Lin Yi saw through her little trick at a glance.
"Okay, you just want me to be a bad guy? I'll do it!" Lin Yi shook his head slightly.
"However, since she doesn't like painting, why do we need to hire a teacher for her?" Thinking of this, Lin Yi turned around and asked again.
Chen Qiangwei said helplessly: "This is not your precious daughter. She keeps wanting to learn painting. She also said that a girl in her class won the first prize for painting. She envied her so much that she insisted on learning painting, so she hired a teacher."
"Who knew that he would quit after only two lessons? Of course I couldn't agree to that."
Lin Yi nodded slightly and finally understood what was going on, so he walked straight to the painting room.
At this time, the little guy was lying on the white table listlessly. The cold air from the air conditioner was a little cold. The little guy was wearing a slightly thick coat, yawning, with his hair casually braided into a thick black braid. He was pouting in dissatisfaction and scribbling on paper with an oil paintbrush.
The teacher next to him was a very young teacher, who looked to be about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with an immature look, and he looked at the little guy with some embarrassment and worry.
"Student Chen Guo, this is not how you draw. I just taught you that drawing should be..."
As soon as she said this, the female teacher looked at Lin Yi who walked in with surprise.
"Dad!" Guoguo saw Lin Yi as if he had seen a life-saving straw and ran towards him.
Lin Yi picked her up easily, scratched her little nose lovingly and asked, "Have you studied hard?"
"Of course, Guoguo is a good kid."
"Why do I see you slacking off?" Lin Yi suddenly became serious.
Guoguo's two slender beautiful eyes drooped guiltily in an instant, and she didn't dare to look directly into Lin Yi's eyes.
The female teacher smiled and said, "You are Chen Guo's father, Mr. Lin Yi, right?"
"Yes, nice to meet you. I heard that you are a top student at the Yanjing Academy of Fine Arts."
"Thank you. My name is Chen Rong. Actually, Chen Guo is a very smart child, but he may not be interested in painting."
Lin Yi smiled awkwardly.
Guoguo, the clever little boy, whispered in Lin Yi's ear: "Dad, why don't we stop here today and let the teacher go."
Lin Yi saw through the little thing's thoughts at a glance. It was nothing more than wanting to be lazy.
So he immediately refused and said, "No, you want to be lazy again, no, you must finish this class today."