668. Chapter 668 The first question of the competition 3
Xue Bing really didn't come. For some reason, Luo Ling suddenly felt empty at this moment. She turned around and turned her back to the door: "Dad..." She called General Luo, but she didn't know what to say.
Are you really not here? Xue Bing.
Suddenly, a red figure stood at the door. Xue Bing came and he walked straight over, as if he was having difficulty walking. Could it be that he was injured?
Luo Ling walked over and held Xue Bing: "What's wrong with you?"
Xue Bing looked at Luo Ling's concerned eyes. What's the matter if he was injured. He smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'm fine."
Xue Bing walked over with difficulty and looked at General Luo: "General Luo, you can start."
General Luo looked at Xue Bing as if he had suffered internal injuries, but he still persevered and was very moved:
"Well, then you two sit on both sides first." General Luo pointed to the tables on both sides, and they sat down one after another.
Luo Ling stood aside and looked at them. Did Dad think of some test questions to test them? But isn’t this too simple?
Both of them looked at a thing covered in cloth in front of them, not knowing what they were pretending. Luo Ling looked at General Luo, not knowing what test questions General Luo had asked: "Dad, what is this?"
General Luo smiled slightly and said nothing. He saw that neither of them moved. General Luo signaled that he could start. The two of them lifted the cloth and were the four treasures of the study.
They were surprised at what questions General Luo was going to have. General Luo clapped his hands, and a maid brought a bench. General Luo asked Luo Ling to sit down and said to the two of them: "The first question is to make a painting for Ling'er.
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Luo Ling looked at his father in surprise. The first question he was going to test them was actually drawing?
I have never seen the level of painting between the two of them. I don’t know what they would paint. Luo Ling was restless and looked at him constantly.
The two of them focused on drawing and looking at themselves. Luo Ling was sitting on pins and needles, but she was not easy to move. General Luo suddenly came to her ear and said in a low voice:
"Which one of them are more looking forward to?"
It turns out that Dad wanted to know who he prefers?
To be honest, Luo Ling didn't know which of them was more inclined toward them. She lowered her head, shook her head, and said she didn't know.
"Ling'er," General Luo sighed. It seemed that she really didn't know:
"Which one would rather draw you more beautifully?"
"Of course I hope both of them paint beautifully," she smiled:
"Dad, actually, I don't know who I want to choose. Whether it depends on God's will."
General Luo looked at Luo Ling with distress. Ling'er is no longer the stupid girl: "Ling'er, you have grown up now, and you should know how to choose."
Luo Ling didn't want to think about this question: "Dad..." She was speechless for a moment, and suddenly, Yuwen Haoyu stopped writing confidently: "I have already drawn it."
How could I draw a portrait of Luo Ling so quickly? General Luo was curious and walked to Yuwen Haoyu's side. Yuwen Haoyu handed him the painting. General Luo saw that the woman on the painting looked plump, as if she was holding it.
Luo Ling's paintings became a little fatter, and Luo Ling was a little unhappy: "Why did you draw me so fat? It doesn't look like me at all."