Chief Assistant Daddy: Mother Koi is a big villain

"Uncle, let me see what that man looks like."

"I want to see, I want to see too."

Dabao and Erbao stretched their necks and squeezed over, like ducklings waiting to be fed.

Song Wen picked up the two corners of the rice paper with two fingers and blew it, showing it in front of everyone.

"Well, it looks like this."

The room suddenly fell into a dead silence, only the crackling of the lighted candles remained.

Song Wen didn't hear the sound, and stretched out his hand to push the glasses: "What's the matter, I have drawn all the key points, which are easy to identify."

Gu Yuzhu opened his mouth, not knowing where to complain.

She just wanted to ask, is this really a person?

Niuniu raised her head, and said in a childish voice, "Uncle, is it a monster who bullied Daddy?"

"Pfft." Gu Yuzhu burst out laughing, and quickly turned her head to cover her stomach.

A knife pierced Song Wen's heart.

His expression gradually became dull.

Just talk, why do you still bring personal attacks.

Su Ziyi continued to make up the knife: "I thought your cooking skills were already inferior to the sky, but I didn't expect your painting skills to be even better. Don't you scholars all pay attention to the six skills of a gentleman, don't you think you are only one of them?"

Song Wenyang's handsome face showed a look of anger, "Su Ziyi!"

Is this brat itchy?

Su Ziyi crossed his arms, with a paralyzed face: "I'm just telling the truth."

Song Wen went to see Dabao and Erbao.

Dabao Erbao Baozi's face wrinkled into a ball.

Song Wen snorted coldly, and brought the painting in front of his elder brother: "Brother, look, I have drawn all the key points, are they exactly the same?"

Song Chengye took a brief look and hummed.

With the support of his elder brother, Song Wen's confidence doubled, "Look, I'll just say that person..."

"The monster you drew looks a bit like that man." Song Chengye added slowly.

"Puff, cough, cough..." Gu Yuzhu really couldn't hold back, and choked on the saliva.

Su Ziyi's paralyzed face also showed a faint smile.

Song Wen's whole body cracked, "Brother..."

"Zi Yi is here to paint." Song Chengye called out.

"Me?" Su Ziyi hesitated on the spot, "But I haven't seen that person before. If I make a mistake, it would be a waste of effort."

"I'll describe it." Song Chengye said lightly, and glanced at the painting again.

Su Ziyi understood, yes, there is someone who is at the bottom here, no matter how bad it is, it can't be far behind.

He went to get the rice paper again and got ready.

I just heard Song Chengye say: "Square face, flat chin, and short and narrow..."

Following his description, Su Ziyi kept drawing with the pen he was holding.

What he uses is not a brush, but charcoal, with a very thin tip. Here comes the benefit of changing the portrait of the character. Two more strokes, two more changes, will not smudge the ink stains, but will make the character more three-dimensional.

As time passed, the outline on the rice paper became clearer.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Chengye stopped describing, and Gu Yuzhu handed him a glass of warm water upon seeing this.

"Okay." Su Ziyi carried the painting to Song Chengye and showed it, "Brother Chengye, look, this looks a bit like it."

Song Chengye took a sip of water, rolled his eyelids casually: "Six points."

Six points, generally speaking, most of them are similar in spirit. If you compare them more, you can still tell them apart.

Gu Yuzhu took another look and said, "Your technique is quite similar to Zhu Defa's technique."

Su Ziyi scratched his head in embarrassment: "Before I had nothing to do, I went to ask Uncle Zhu for advice. Uncle Zhu was also generous and taught me a lot, but I still haven't learned his skills."

Gu Yuzhu relieved: "He has been practicing for decades, how long have you learned it?"

Song Wen stood beside him with a stern face, glanced sideways, was taken aback for a moment, and had to say: "That person really looks like this, with this painting, you should be able to tell the difference, that guy might take advantage of us During the exam, I will meet the person behind the scenes."

"That's exactly what I think, so I'm going to find out, you just take the exam well." Gu Yuzhu stroked her chin.

She is still very concerned about the candidates. After all, this exam is more important than the college entrance examination to some extent.

Because Song Chengye had an exam tomorrow, the three little milk bags didn't dare to make trouble here. After staying with him for a while, they left with Su Ziyi and Song Wen, leaving only Gu Yuzhu here to take care of them.

As soon as the door was locked, Gu Yuzhu led Song Chengye into the space without making a sound.

"I know I can't stop your determination to take the exam, so let Xiaobai give you a full body checkup."

The bracelet on her wrist turned into a small round ball with two clicks, floating in the air, and shrouded Song Chengye with green light.

In the space, Xiaobai's form is more advanced, the scan is clearer, and there is the most intuitive report.

Song Chengye opened his mouth to say something, but when he felt the green light enveloping him, he took it back, and his pale eyebrows became hazy in the middle.

After a while, Xiaobai's mechanical voice became hesitant: "Master, Mr. Song is in very good condition now, the symptoms of gastrointestinal reactions are normal, and the medicine has already taken effect."

"Huh?" Gu Yuzhu didn't expect the feedback to be so good, "You're sure, but he looks very weak."

Occasionally, a glance seems to reveal forbearance.

Are you sure it's okay?

If it wasn't for Xiaobai's scan that would cause less damage to the body, she would now drag Song Chengye to use all the instruments in the space.

Feeling her questioning, Xiaobai said in an aggrieved voice, "Master, I can assure you that Mr. Song is really good. Although he can't kill a cow, a sheep is also fine."

With the sound of it speaking, the green light curtain gradually disappeared.

Song Chengye just heard it, and said: "My body is really fine now, maybe I just finished the medicine, so I feel very tired."

His tone was erratic, and the brows were slightly frowned, as if he was enduring pain.

But that gaze glanced at the little white ball in the air.

This thing is becoming more and more like a person.

"Then go and have a good rest." Gu Yuzhu was full of doubts, planning to take Song Chengye out of the space.

Seeing that Xiaobai was still floating, she said, "Xiaobai, I'm not questioning you, I'm just worried, won't you go out with me?"

Xiaobai said decisively: "Master, I decided to study it carefully to find out what this disease is. After the research is done, I will go out and hang it on your wrist."

"Okay, then I wish you success." After Gu Yuzhu finished speaking, he and Song Chengye disappeared into the space.

After going out, Gu Yuzhu didn't leave, but tidied up the bed, "here, you have a good rest, I'll watch by the side."

Stomach enteritis, which looks light, is actually fatal, and Song Chengye is like this, so she can't leave.

But after all, the rice paper produced in this wave is too substandard.

There are so many bacteria in it, even if you don't eat it, the examinee's hands are probably contaminated a lot.