
In a room in the Mu residence, it was now Xiao Chen who was talking to Mu Xuanyin who was in front of him, because Mu Xuanyin asked why she needed an empty room.
By the time he found out that he needed an empty room to teach his little Yao to paint, he was very surprised by everything.
Mu Xuanyin was looking at the little girl there, where she was laying out a lot of painting tools needed by her to learn to paint from her father.
"Alright, I will prepare a drink for you to brew, then excuse me first.."
Mu Xuanyin paid her respects to Xiao Chen, then she stepped her feet out of the room leaving the two of them inside a room.
Xiao Chen who saw Mu Xuanyin's departure, then walked up to the little Yao who was already sitting by holding a brush in her right hand, there he sat quietly even though his desk was a little high.
Xiao Chen who started to sit behind him, he held his little Yao to be the same as the table before him. "First, I'll teach you how to make a true and good painting, after that I'll teach you how to make the painting as real or alive, and finally make the painting a valuable treasure." He spoke at length behind his little Yao.
"Well Dad, Yaoyao will listen to what Dad has to say.."
There, Xiao Chen began teaching his little Yao how to paint well to look very realistic.
He taught how to easily find imagination, so that his daughter's imagination is higher than what it is now, with high imagination, it will make it easier to paint an imagination.
Xiao Chen who was holding his small little Yao hand, he began to teach how to take drawing lines, and the correct angle of view of how to paint.
His little Yao followed the movements of his father's hand that taught him how to paint, there they were both painting a scene that his little Yao had imagined.
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Within the room, Xiao Chen was still teaching little Yao to paint a lot of things, with her continuing to learn from her mistakes, it would make a great motivation later.
Mu Xuanyin, who had been a few minutes away, now went inside, where Xiao Chen was lying on his chair, at that moment he saw her.
He who had entered into seeing Xiao Chen who was teaching painting, he was very amazed by Xiao Chen, because he was the kindest person, even though his attitude was very cold to him.
Mu Xuanyin went inside, then she placed the tea drink onto the table nearby. After putting down the tea, he sat down beside the table to see Yaoyao painting.
There he saw many paintings of his own making, many fine paintings lying everywhere, not knowing what the two of them were thinking.
But with that made him very interested, he increasingly observed what they both made. Xiao Chen who was sitting there, he was able to create an ice cream for his daughter.
Now Yaoyao continued to paint very well every line, because it was taught by Xiao Chen. In the room, he did not speak to Mu Xuanyin for her to concentrate more on what Qin Chen taught her.
"Dad, what's this like?"
His little Yao gave a painting to Xiao Chen, he gave his painting a scene whose imagination was the result of his own little Yao thought.
The painting he gave looked like real because in terms of lines. His small Yao painting was excellent, added with a figure similar to Xiao Chen who was sitting by looking towards an ancient book.
He then stroked his head gently, because he thanked his father for painting him.
As a thank you, Xiao Chen created ice fruits that the three of them could enjoy inside, he created 3 ice fruits to refresh his body.
Xiao Chen, who had created the ice, put it on the table, where his little Yao dabbled with the brush he had bought earlier in the stationery shop.
"Little Yao, before continuing to paint, little Yao drank this ice to make it fresher, " Xiao Chen gave the ice to her, little Yao took it with both hands. After giving it to little Yao, he took another one to give to Mu Xuanyin. "And this one's for you, it's because you've prepared drinks for both of us.."
He who saw this then took his ice while saying thank you, "Thank you, Mr. Chen."
"Together."
Mu Xuanyin who had taken the ice, then tried it first before continuing to see Yaoyao describe something else.
While outside the room, there were many people who were looking at the Patriarch as well as the Panatua who were peering at the two of them who were in the same room.
Because they all thought, if Xiao Chen did that to Mu Xuanyin, then they obtained an extremely powerful son-in-law that way, they would all feel safe with the arrival of Xiao Chen.
After a few minutes passed, Xiao Chen taught him how to make a painting real, where when looking from any side.
The painting looks real, there will not even be anyone who can not blink to see it. That way, the price of the painting will be sold expensively by rich people.
"This final lesson is about making paintings real, all realized by the heart, where if little Yao is sure of the results, then Art will not disappoint." He spoke in a soft-sounding voice to his little Yao. "Not only the heart, but also with the feeling of the Creator, where every painting, must imagine the atmosphere, and at the same time the appearance that will be made.."
"Then Dad.. If Yaoyao painted a natural landscape, and became a real sight, which made people amazed. Then what was it, since Yaoyao had already painted with heart and feeling? Or something else.." Asked the curious Yaoyao.
"If it is, then little Yao is already confident in the quality of the Art that little Yao gave to everyone,"
There the two of them were talking about the painting, Xiao Chen had not said anything about who killed his family, because after studying this painting, he would inform his little Yao.
That way, he could take revenge on the people who hurt little Yao. Right now, Xiao Chen was still focused on teaching his little Yao how to paint.
Time after time passed, now that his little Yao had started to smoothly paint, he saw that he had just run a group work with Xiao Chen.
He's getting great! I'm proud to be his foster father! In this way, I will teach him many things!
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*Thanks You For Reading*
(Note: Up today can only be 1, because it was too busy in the mundane, which touched when busy just Supreme God System, sometime the author will Crazy Up for this story.)