The sweet wife has a soft waist and a wild heart, the CEO can't stop

"My sister has been with my father since she was a child, so she must have learned art very well?" Luo Xiaoxiao blinked and asked.

Sun Meng raised her chin proudly: "It's okay!"

"Xiaoxiao, your sister is very good, and her paintings are ready for publication." Ji Huilan said.

"It's amazing!" Luo Xiaoxiao boasted with a smile.

Sun Meng became even more proud, eager to win.

Hmph, now that she is disabled, she can't compare with Luo Xiaoxiao, but her talent is enough to crush her!

How can it be enough to compare with the mouth?There has to be something practical!

"Xiaoxiao, why don't we take a look at your paintings?" Sun Meng said.

Luo Xiaoxiao pretended to be embarrassed: "This... how can my level compare with that of my sister?"

"Oh, it's okay! We all understand that you haven't been able to study systematically these years. Let Daddy see how much of your talent is left, so that he can guide you to improve." Sun Meng said.

Sun Feng pondered for a while, and wanted to see how much talent his youngest daughter had left, so he said, "Draw a picture and see!"

Are you finally going to the studio?Luo Xiaoxiao was very excited.

But she was still very embarrassed: "You don't need to paint on site? I brought some old paintings."

"Then take it out and have a look." Sun Meng was impatient.

"All right!"

Luo Xiaoxiao went upstairs and took down her old work, and handed it to Sun Feng: "Papa please give me advice."

When the painting unfolded, Sun Feng was stunned!

Sun Meng almost laughed out loud.She tugged at Ji Huilan's hand and whispered, "Dad was scared."

"Oh, your sister was the most talented when I was young, but now it's... alas!" Ji Huilan sighed again.

Just when they all thought that Luo Xiaoxiao was going to be kicked out of the "art" family circle, Sun Feng said: "Okay! Very good!"

Both Sun Meng and Ji Huilan were stunned.

well drawn?How is that possible!

In addition to talent, art requires hard work.Sun Meng did not know how many teachers she had learned from her childhood, and how many brushes she had broken before she could achieve what she is today.

Luo Xiaoxiao grew up in the mountains, what can she learn?

"Xiaoxiao, your painting is very artistic!" Sun Feng's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Thank you dad for the compliment. This is the view of our Xinyu Village after the rain." Luo Xiaoxiao said modestly.

Sun Meng didn't believe Luo Xiaoxiao could get her father's compliment at all!It must be that Dad lowered the standard and measured it with the level of graffiti.

She leaned forward to say a few words, but she was shocked when she saw the picture.

What a beautiful landscape painting!

The rain is empty, the mountains are rolling, and the old man with white hair and beard wearing a bamboo hat is walking on the ridge of the field with a hoe on his shoulder.

There are both scenery and characters.Encounters become interesting, and the fairyland is dyed with simple human fireworks.

Even better is to paint it with color matching!

The outline of the brush and ink shows the atmosphere of the four directions.

This painting is comparable to "Mr. Qing Huan"!

It was painted by Luo Xiaoxiao?

No, it can't be!

Sun Meng was shocked and asked, "Xiaoxiao, where did you buy this painting?"

"How can I have money to buy paintings? I painted them myself." Luo Xiaoxiao said lightly.

Although the Luo family was poor, they only sent her to the town to study art and painting.But the grandma who taught art is a master. Seeing that she is well-behaved and talented, she taught her a lot.

In addition to her practice, she also specially studied and copied countless paintings of Mr. Qing Huan.

Her paintings are praised by everyone who sees them!

If it hadn't been for Xiaofeng's sudden illness, she would have studied fine arts in college.

"As expected of my daughter, this talent is too strong!" Sun Feng stood up and waved his hand, "Go, Dad will take you to the studio, and you can draw a picture on the spot."

"Okay." Luo Xiaoxiao nodded.

The family moved to the studio on the third floor, and Sun Feng burned incense before painting, which was full of ritual.

Sun Meng still didn't believe that Luo Xiaoxiao could draw so well.

Who would bring their own paintings in the suitcase when going out?She must know that the family is engaged in art, and she prepared the paintings in advance for fear of embarrassing herself.

As long as you swipe your pen on the spot, you will definitely reveal your secrets.

Dad hates children lying the most, she is going to be beaten!

The more Sun Meng thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case, everything was ready, just waiting for Luo Xiaoxiao to make a fool of herself.

She personally spread out the rice paper for her: "Sister, it's up to you!"

"Then I will make a fool of myself. Please bear with me if the painting is not good. After all, I have not formally learned it, it all depends on the inheritance in my genes." Luo Xiaoxiao picked up the pen and began to paint.

One stroke at a time, sway freely.The color toning is even more powerful. It seems to be arbitrary, but the colors that are adjusted are excellent.

So proficient... Sun Meng's face slowly turned pale.

Could it be that she really painted the painting just now?

Sun Feng and Ji Huilan watched Luo Xiaoxiao's painting, and the more they watched, the happier they were: This is a master's profession!

Luo Xiaoxiao drew for two hours at a stretch, and finally finished it.

She put down the pen and said with a smile, "Dad, I drew another similar one. Please point me to it."

It is still the scenery of the countryside and mountains, which is similar to the picture of the mountain behind the mountain just now.

This painting fully demonstrated its strength.

Sun Meng had nothing to say, she fell down on the chair, feeling very sad.

15 years!Abandoned and buried for 15 years, my sister is still better than her!

Is this a natural dimensionality reduction blow?

She has studied hard for many years, but the gap is still so obvious.

Luo Xiaoxiao's attainment in painting is something she will never be able to catch up with in her lifetime...

She is about to be abandoned by her father!

Sun Meng shivered, clenched her sleeves tightly, and waited for the verdict.

Sure enough, Sun Feng was very happy.After commenting on her painting skills, she began to care about her life when she was a child and so on.

Luo Xiaoxiao told the truth, including that she went to Lin Min's house as a substitute, etc., and told everything on the tray.

Sun Feng has talent, but also cherishes it.

When he knew that his little daughter had suffered so much, he held her hand distressedly: "Xiaoxiao, you have suffered all these years. Dad will teach you how to draw in person!"

"Thank you dad!"

Luo Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes.

Haha, she can often come to this studio to study in the future!

Ji Huilan had nothing to boast about, so she praised Luo Xiaoxiao from beginning to end based on the principle that girls love beauty.

Sun Meng felt even worse.

She lost to Luo Xiaoxiao in both beauty and talent.

In the future, what advantages does she have to guarantee her status in this family?

"Dad, your studio is really grand. I've seen all your art exhibitions, and I dream of having a studio like this to study in. It's a pity..." Luo Xiaoxiao changed the topic, and her expression gradually became lonely.

How regretful Sun Feng is!

It would have been better if it wasn't Xiaoxiao who got lost back then. With her talent, and with his guidance, she would have already become famous as a teenager.

Fortunately, this kid is smart and hardworking, so it's not too late to start training him.It only takes two or three years to succeed him who has already sealed his pen and become famous all over the world!

At that time, although he will no longer paint, he can stand on the glory of his daughter and continue to be famous all over the world.

"It's okay, Dad will ask someone to take out a room on the fourth floor and decorate it into a studio for you tomorrow." Sun Feng said.

Luo Xiaoxiao was stunned: "Can't I use Dad's studio?"

"Can't!"

Before Sun Feng could answer, Sun Meng said loudly.

"This studio belongs to father! No one can occupy it."