Chapter 309 Fairy Tale Orphanage 17


Chapter 309 Fairy Tale Orphanage 17

Although they know this is not good, many players still laugh out loud.

Does this big kid know what conception is?

The first one to open her eyes was the little girl on Shi Yi's side. She opened the box and chose a red pen. She bit the pen cap lightly and did not write for a while.

Shi Yi didn't care about her, just standing behind like an ice sculpture.

Suddenly the girl started writing.

Many players secretly looked at her when she started to draw. After all, she was the first one to start drawing. They all wanted to know if she could be so talented at singing and drawing as well.

After a few minutes, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

Let’s just say, how can it be omnipotent!

All I saw was a very rough sketch on the drawing paper, which at first glance looked like a baby scribbling.

Everyone else looked back at the child next to them, but Shi Yi suddenly bent down and picked up the girl's unfinished drawing.

The girl was a little uncomfortable with her behavior, but she just looked at her and said nothing.

Before the other children opened their eyes, Shi Jiu squatted down and said in a soft voice: "Kite."

The girl paused slightly, still just looking at her without saying a word.

Shi Ji sneered: "I'm very vindictive. I cut your kite string and draw it out."

Girl: "."

At a random glance, it looks like scribbling, but if you look carefully, this drawing is not only the scene where Liu Wen used scissors to cut the kite string yesterday, but even Liu Wen's expression at that time was painted.

The little girl has a very good memory.

Shi Ji pointed at Liu Wen above and looked at her: "Have you seen this person?"

The little girl spoke for the first time today, and her voice was so childish: "If I have never seen him before, I can draw him?"

Hearing this, Shi Yi chuckled vaguely: "Then you saw me today, will you draw me next time?"

The little girl looked at her, opened her mouth slightly, and said softly: "It depends on your performance."

The two people's voices were very low, but the last sentence was still heard by Shi Yang next to him. He couldn't help but burst out laughing, and finally stopped quickly under Shi Jiu's glance.

This can't be blamed on him, after all, not everyone dares to say these four words to his sister, "It depends on your performance."

After almost another five minutes, other children opened their eyes one after another and picked up their pens to write. Zizi usually behaved very smartly, but this time he started drawing near the end.

Everyone watched them painting seriously, but after a while they couldn't stand it anymore.

Mainly.

No matter how talented they are in singing, they are very talented in painting.

It's like asking you to perform surgery with a pen, but you don't know where to start!

But seeing that they were painting very enthusiastically, I really didn’t know how to tell them to stop.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that this time I only told them to take them to paint, and I didn't teach them how to paint. With this in mind, I just let them paint.

Zizi is the last to start writing, but the first to stop.

After finishing the painting, he quickly raised it and handed it to Shi Ji, the light in his eyes was like that of someone waiting for praise.

It was obviously the same random comparison, but the little girl could tell what it was, but she really didn't understand.

Maybe his eyes were too bright, so when he said no, he changed his words and said: "It's okay."

As if it was the first time he had been affirmed, Zi Zi suddenly felt very happy. His tone was filled with happiness: "Sister, what do you think I drew?!"

Shi Ji: "."

The current situation is that the doctor writes a bunch of medicines and asks the patient, what do you think I wrote?

The little girl next to her had already finished her painting and put down her pen. She couldn't help but roll her eyes after listening to Zi Zi's words: "You just believe her when she says it's okay? I'm the only one who can understand my paintings. If you want your paintings to be recognized, you still have to Work hard.”(End of Chapter)

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