Because Liuliu threatened to invite everyone to eat, drink and have fun without Xiao Lizi, Xiao Lizi was so angry that he stopped sitting with her, got up and left the room, and came to the study to play with Xi'er.
In addition to admiring Dudu, Xiao Lizi also likes Xi'er very much.
Xi'er is obsessed with painting. Although her painting skills are not very good, it can even be said to be very low, she can't stand the enthusiasm of the child and is full of enthusiasm for painting.
The painting is not good-looking and could be called graffiti, but Xi'er painted very seriously and enthusiastically introduced her painting to Xiao Lizi.
Xiao Lizi recognized it for a long time before she believed that the pictures she drew were of her sister and Xiao Bai.
She felt that it was not Xiaobai, but a noodle man. As for her sister, how could she have wings?
Since you can't tell, just listen to what Xi'er said. Whatever she says is what it is.
Xi'er asked: "Do you like painting?"
Xiao Lizi nodded: "I often draw at home, I'm really good at it."
"I'll give you a drawing board."
Xi'er also prepared a paintbrush and a drawing board for Little Lizi, who immersed himself in painting for a while.
At this time, another child came to the door, including Wang Xiaoyu and three others who had finished eating snacks.
The three of them also joined in the painting process. Xi'er was the first to finish painting, holding her own painting in her hand and admiring it endlessly.
"It's so beautiful, hiahia. It's so beautiful. I'm not proud at all."
I'm not proud, but my pointed chin is almost pointing to the ceiling.
Is the painting really so beautiful?
Zhang Tan, who was writing, was attracted by the narcissistic praise, so he waved to Xi'er to come over and take a look at her paintings.
"Daddy, let me show it to you, it looks good."
Xi'er was very confident and handed the drawing board to her godfather. She was eager to wait for his comments. She had already made plans. Even if her godfather praised her, she should not be proud. She must be humble and not laugh out loud.
Her sister has told her several times that she is as proud as a little rooster!
A humble child cannot be so proud.
Xi'er keeps this in mind and is not proud.
Just while waiting for my godfather's comments, I unconsciously raised my head and raised my chest with high spirits, like a comrade who had achieved special merit and was waiting to be awarded a medal.
"This painting is from 3 years old." Zhang Tan said.
"..." Xi'er didn't understand and looked at him doubtfully.
Zhang Tan said again: "It can only be given to 3 years old, not any higher."
Xi'er didn't understand, but it didn't matter. Any words he didn't understand were classified as compliments.
She smiled hiahily and said that she turned 3 today!
She held her painting and left happily.
As soon as she left, another child came over holding his own painting.
It's little plum.
"Daddy, why don't you take a look at my paintings and praise me?"
Zhang Tan: "..."
Who are you calling godfather?
"I'm not your godfather." Zhang Tan had to remind him that you can't just call him godfather.
Xiao Lizi doesn't care, she thinks Boss Zhang is stingy for not letting her call her godfather, ╭(╯^╰)╮!
"Then I'll call you big brother."
"..." He is used to having to prepare all kinds of nonsensical questions when facing children. "You should call me Boss Zhang. Is this your painting? Give it to me and I will take a look."
"Here you go." Xiao Lizi handed over his painting, rubbed his little hands, nervously and expectantly, staring at Zhang Tan with his big eyes, not leaving for a moment, Zhang Tan was almost embarrassed to look at it.
Faced with such expectant eyes, Zhang Tan couldn't hurt her self-confidence, so he said: "This painting of a 3-year-old is on the same level as Xi'er."
When Xiao Lizi heard that she was on the same level as Sister Xi'er, she happily walked away holding her painting in her hands. She was very satisfied with this evaluation.
As soon as she left, Wang Xiaoyu also came with his own painting and asked his uncle to evaluate it by name.
Zhang Tan looked at it, studied it carefully and said, "Xiaoyu, I remember you have never practiced painting, right?"
Wang Xiaoyu said that he had never practiced before, but...
"I have practiced street dancing. I am very good at street dancing."
Zhang Tan nodded, thinking that your ability to force things together is quite impressive.
"2 years old, it can't be any higher." He finally commented.
Wang Xiaoyu's face was slumped, and he was actually one year younger than Xiao Lizi and Xi'er.
He asked his uncle to look at it again and think about it carefully. Could it be higher? For example, 10 years old.
"10 years old? I can't give it to you. I'll give you some face and chop it in half."
Wang Xiaoyu was very happy, "It's okay even if you are 5 years old."
Zhang Tan: "It's not 5 years old, it's 1 year old."
Wang Xiaoyu: "..."
He refused to leave and asked his uncle to give him a higher salary, at least not lower than Xiao Lizi.
But his uncle was unselfish and refused to give him a cent.
Wang Xiaoyu said angrily: "Uncle, I will never help you again, I will never help you again!"
Zhang Tan asked curiously: "What can you help me with?"
"My mother asked me to get a haircut during the Chinese New Year! I didn't want you to die, so I didn't go. My mother has been telling me for a long time."
"...Come on, come on, I'll add half a year to your age, go ahead."
Wang Xiaoyu left, I can't say he was satisfied, but at least he wasn't that depressed.
As soon as he left, Dudu came, holding her painting.
Zhang Tan looked at it and thought, "Hey, that's interesting." After looking at it again, it was very interesting. He asked, "Dudu, have you ever learned to draw?"
Dudu said that he had drawn it with Xiaomi.
Zhang Tan was amazed. He didn't expect that Miss Zhao was not only a decathlon athlete, but also good at writing and painting.
"6 years old, this painting can show the skills of a 6-year-old."
Dudu was in high spirits and walked away holding his 6-year-old painting.
The pomegranate has arrived.
This child is full of confidence and thinks that his painting is so beautiful that it should be better than Dudu’s.
But Zhang Tan took one look and said: "2 years old."
Seeing the unhappy look on Liuliu's face, Zhang Tan immediately added, "It really can't go any higher."
Luliu was completely angry, dropped her drawing board and started to leave. She also said harshly that she would never come here to do her homework again.
These words sounded strange. Zhang Tan felt that Da Yanyan was taking the opportunity to not do her homework. What a beautiful thought.
As soon as Liliu left, the other children followed and went downstairs, where the Karaoke Grand Prix was in full swing. So far, Shi Baobao received the warmest applause, showing the potential to win the championship.
His being so strong obviously made some children unhappy. For example, at this moment, Xiaobai was threatening Shi Baobao to put some water on her, and she wanted to take first place.
Suddenly, she saw her old man walking over, and she quickly let Shi Baobao go, pretending to be cute.
"Sing well." Zhang Tan said and walked towards the studio where the lights were still on.
"I know." Xiaobai responded, took the water glass handed over by Xiaomi, took a sip of water, moistened his throat, and was ready to go on stage.
Here, Zhang Tan entered the studio and saw Xin Xiaoguang still talking about work on the phone.
"Kung Fu Panda" will be released soon. He is nervous and looking forward to it. He is restless and uneasy. The phone call just now was about communicating with the publisher about some publishing issues.
After the phone call, Zhang Tan reassured him not to be nervous.
"The initial trial release was well received, and the two serialized issues were also well received by the market. What are you worried about?"
Xin Xiaoguang said with a smile: "That's what I say, but after all, this is my first comic, so it's impossible not to be nervous."
To be precise, it was the first comic he wrote after coming to Little Red Pony. When he was working alone, he had published comics, but they didn't have as much popularity and attention as "Kung Fu Panda".
