Chapter 462: Drawing Skills Are Not Enough, Colors Come to Make Up (2/3)

Yang Yan's worries did not happen, Dai Guoxun did not let Luoluo compare his father and his own painting which is better or worse, the previous words, but the old man casually said that, after painting, the old man Dai not only did not boast, but also sat there very low-key, looking at Luoluo with a smile, as if he only wanted to get the little girl's appreciation.

However, after Yang Lin listened to Yang Yan's words, he couldn't help but say two sentences: "Xiao Yang, you don't know, in the past, Dai Ju was a well-known detective in Guangdong Province, and he was able to draw the outline of the criminal suspect's body just by investigating the traces of the crime scene, and if there was an eyewitness confession, he could even draw the criminal suspect as if he were taking a photo of his ID! Think about it, in the era of Dai Ju, how many surveillance cameras could there be? When there was a big case, it was not all about people's ability to solve the case......

"No, no, painting is really just a hobby, to help myself when I think about things sometimes!" Dai Guoxun waved his hand and said with emotion, "If you want to say that you can draw well, you have to count the simulation portrait experts in our current police force, and their painting is called a profession!"

"Dai Ju, those children didn't learn from you before. Yang Lin said with a smile.

"It's different, it's different, I'm just teaching the skin, and I'm not from a professional class. Dai Guoxun shook his head, "And now these children rarely use pen and paper to draw, they all use computers, a software called something to draw, and the drawing is good and clear, unlike us who draw with pencils, which is very troublesome to change." I can't keep up with the times......"

When Dai Guoxun talked about computer technology, his expression was a little lonely, and Yang Yan looked at it and could vaguely understand his feelings.

The old man actually has a heart that struggles until the last moment, he is still working as a criminal investigation consultant for the provincial department, and when Yang Yan talked to him about the processing logic of surveillance video before, the old man also listened very carefully.

If Yang Yan guessed correctly, the old man must have learned to draw with a computer, but, after all, people are old and can't stare at the computer screen for a long time, let alone not as sharp as young people.

It's not okay to be unconvinced, the old man is unwilling, but he is helpless.

"Teacher Dai, why don't you give me this painting!" Yang Yan thought for a moment and said with a smile, "You painted Luoluo so similarly, she also likes it very much, I want to take it back and frame it to see if I can inspire Luoluo and let her maintain a strong interest in painting, which can be cultivated in the future." ”

"Do you have to ask me? This painting was originally painted and given to Xiao Luoluo. Dai Guoxun still knows how to regulate his mood, and even he saw Yang Yan's intention to change the topic stiffly, and couldn't help laughing, "It's a pity that this is a watercolor stroke, I'm afraid it won't be kept for too long!"

"It's okay, when the little one grows up, I'll bring her to you to learn to draw. Yang Yan said with a smile, "Xia Yu is your student, and I have also learned a lot of face recognition knowledge from you, and in the future, our family of three will be your students!"

"Ahaha, welcome, if Xiaoluoluo wants to learn, you are welcome to bring her over at any time. Dai Guoxun laughed heartily.

The adults chatted so loudly that Luoluo faintly heard her name, and the little girl who was a little shy in her father's arms couldn't help but be curious, and secretly turned her head, her big eyes hidden under her father's arm, and secretly glanced at it.

However, Luo Luo couldn't understand the topic that the adults were talking about, she listened in a daze for a while, and found that the adults didn't look at her anymore, so she didn't care so much, plucked up a little courage, and turned her little body from her father's arms.

Dad said he came from that picture......

Luoluo couldn't help but sneak a glance again, and the painting was placed diagonally on the coffee table, but Luoluo could still see the whole picture from this angle.

It's really beautiful!

The little girl looked at her big, "sparkling" (actually tearful) eyes on the paper, and looked at such a cute nose and mouth, and inexplicably became happy again.

That grandfather is so powerful, as powerful as Baba Baba, he can draw!

In the simple mind of the little girl, she does not compare the paintings of her grandfather and father, but subconsciously, she thinks that they are very powerful......

After a while, the adults shifted their positions and gave up the coffee table to Luoluo, after all, the work still had to be handled, Yang Yan stood in front of the monitoring table, looked at the information fed back from the computer for a while, and turned his head to look at the little girl who was sitting there obediently playing with watercolor pens.

It seems that after watching her father and Grandpa Dai's drawings, her head opened up and she understood the use of those watercolor pens!

I saw Luoluo uncover the more than a dozen watercolor pens and scattered them all on the coffee table, she grabbed it with her small hand, and grabbed one or two branches, and she was not very satisfied, grabbed a handful with her left hand, grabbed a handful with her right hand, and then excitedly smeared it on the paper covered with the coffee table - fortunately, Yang Yan had already put away the portrait painting painted by Old Man Dai, otherwise, that rare good painting would also be with her own "Meow Millet Catching Flowers", which was painted in a mess.

For Luoluo, her current situation is: the painting skills are not enough, and the color is to make up!

The lines are all messy, but she had a good time, because in her brush, the lines are like rainbows, with rich colors, twisted and intertwined, so that the little girl who is more sensitive to color is very happy to see it.

Seeing Luoluo having fun by herself, Yang Yan didn't disturb her, smiled, and still stood on the side of the monitoring table, letting her play by herself.

At this time, the child's imagination is unlimited, and Yang Yan doesn't want to kill the spirituality of his daughter's thoughts.

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Of course, what Yang Yan was most worried about in the afternoon was Xia Yu who drove back to Hecheng with Gong Jianfang, although he didn't show worry on his face, but every once in a while, he couldn't help but glance at his mobile phone, as if he was afraid that Xia Yu would call but he didn't pay attention.

But Xia Yu's call arrived at more than seven o'clock in the evening, and Yang Yan returned home with Luoluo from the park where the event ended!

Of course, concern is chaos, Xia Yu's call didn't come too late, after all, it would normally take five or six hours to return from Yangcheng to Hecheng, Xia Yu didn't long after arriving at the city bureau, and he called Yang Yan to report his safety.

"As soon as I arrived, my dad asked me to leave Xiao Gong behind, and then blew me away and let me go home!" Xia Yu complained to Yang Yan angrily, "Do you say this is unloading the mill and killing the donkey? I'm also a policeman, and staying will help!

Yang Yan was relieved to know that Xia Yu had arrived safely, and he smiled and comforted: "Don't think so, your father also took your safety into account before letting you go home! Do you think, those people dare to hit the police car, what else do they dare not do? Moreover, now that the police in Hecheng are also there, which round will we intervene? You just listen to your father's arrangement and go home to rest!"

"I want to solve the case......" Xia Yu muttered depressedly.

However, this time she didn't need Yang Yan to explain, she said happily: "Okay, I won't tell you more, you and Luoluo will also go home, right?" I'm going back too, and I have something to ask my mom!"

Hanmen said

It's a bit of a Kavin, so I'm going to leave it alone tonight. QAQ