Shu Ya sat aside, watching Xuanxuan draw seriously, and suddenly as if she thought of something, she turned to Han Mo and asked softly, "When did you learn to paint?"

In fact, the last time she knew that Han Mo was a knight of the royal horse, who could not only write fairy tales but also draw, she was already shocked.

Han Mo is indeed very talented, when she was in school, she would write songs for the band, if you want to write fairy tales Shu Ya still barely believes, but painting, Shu Ya has never heard Han Mo mention it, she has always wanted to ask, no chance, today I finally found a chance to ask clearly.

This question made Han Mo's heart flutter, painting was learned in the previous world, but this answer must not be said, he thought about it and said with a calm expression, "I like to paint since I was a child, but at that time my father forced me to play the piano every day, I could only secretly teach myself, but painting is a thing, pay attention to talent, some people have been learning to paint since they were three or four years old, but they have not learned anything famous, but some people have no one to teach, no teacher, they can also draw very well, I belong to the latter." ”

After saying that, Han Mo himself felt embarrassed, he didn't know if Shu Ya would believe it if he could learn by himself to his level, because he came into contact with sketching at the age of 7 in the previous world, although he didn't learn it for a long time, but the foundation was laid, and then he has been self-taught, but doing modeling is also related to painting.

He can draw any kind of nose shape on anyone's face, and this skill comes from sketching, through the shadow gradient, the most popular explanation is that he can still draw a three-dimensional nose on a white paper, let alone a face.

Later, after he had been exposed to modeling, he systematically learned to paint again, with a foundation, coupled with talent and understanding, he would have the level of later painting, of course, he couldn't tell Shu Ya, and she wouldn't believe it.

"Why didn't you tell me when we were in love?" Shuya asked.

"At that time, I was in love, and I didn't have a chance to show it. Han Mo explained a little weakly.

Han Mo was still thinking in his heart that if Shu Ya didn't believe it, he continued to ask, how would he explain.

"Hmph, dishonest. During this time, Han Mo gave Shu Ya too many surprises, although she said that Han Mo was dishonest, pretended to be angry, and blamed him for not telling her about painting, but in fact, she felt that the mysterious Han Mo was very good.

Han Mo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, Shu Ya didn't get to the bottom of it, so he didn't talk about this topic much, and it was easy to reveal the stuffing if he explained too much, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

In fact, Shu Ya is not curious, but reminiscing about their college days.

At that time, she was really busy falling in love every day, because she was attracted by Han Mo playing the guitar at the beginning, so she was also interested in his musical talent when she was in love.

Shu Ya didn't want to ask again, and her eyes fell on Xuanxuan's drawing paper.

Just now Han Mo said that he belongs to a person who has a talent for painting, and Shu Ya also wants to say that he is stinky and beautiful, but when he saw the painting painted by Xuanxuan, he couldn't help but feel that painting really needs talent, and the little guy is very talented in painting.

The drawings drawn by children are not copied, but recreated on the original things, the dog's head is triangular, the car has big eyes, and the house is colorful.

But a four-year-old child can draw so many patterns, Shu Ya is still very surprised.

"Xuanxuan, did the teacher teach you all these paintings?" Shu Ya asked, staring at the drawings on the drawing paper.

The little guy raised his head, looked at his mother with big eyes, and said in a milky voice, "It's not the teacher who taught it, it's Xuanxuan who paints and paints according to the pictures." ”

Shu Ya remembered that now the painting classes in the kindergarten are still mainly based on coloring, at most they are drawing some simple graphics, as for what Xuanxuan said according to the picture book, obviously the picture book will not be drawn like this, or Xuanxuan has carried out secondary processing.

The little guy suddenly looked at his mother excitedly, his big eyes widened, "Mom, let me paint a picture of you." ”

Shu Ya was stunned, "Portrait?"

"Yes, Mom, you sit there and I'll paint your portrait. The little guy gestured to the armchair not far away.

Before Shu Ya could react, the little guy took his mother's hand and walked to the sofa chair, and Shu Ya was pressed into the chair by the child and sat down.

"Mom, sit down and don't move. "The little guy ran back to the table and got a piece of drawing paper, and then said to Han Mo, "Dad, can you move the easel for me?"

Xuanxuan stretched out her little finger and pointed to the open space opposite the sofa chair.

"Of course. Han Mo gently touched the top of the little guy's head, and cooperated to help move the easel to the position designated by the little guy.

Shu Ya actually didn't believe that the child could paint her portrait at all, thinking about the small animals and cars on the paper just now, Shu Ya sighed silently in her heart, not daring to imagine her appearance for a while.

Han Mo saw Shu Yaxiu's eyebrows frowning slightly, guessing her little worry, he couldn't help but snicker, "Don't worry, our Xuanxuan is very good at painting, painting portraits, and the resemblance is more than 90%." After speaking, he also looked at the little guy very tacitly.

"Did Xuanxuan draw it for you too?" asked Shu Ya in disbelief.

"I've painted it, it's great, it's just ......" Han Mo smiled and pulled a long voice.

"Just what, you say. Shu Ya urged.

"It's just a bit long, but it's slow. Han Mo smiled again.

The little guy had already prepared the painting tools to be used, and his pink little mouth pouted, "Mom, sit down, Xuanxuan is about to start painting." ”

Shu Ya sat upright in the sofa chair according to the child's instructions, although Han Mo kept praising the little guy for drawing sticks, and Xuanxuan was also full of confidence, but no matter how she looked at Han Mo's smile, there was a hint of a lively evil smile.

Time passed minute by minute, Shu Ya didn't know how long it was, her body was very tired to sit in one position, every time she moved a little, she would be stopped by the little guy, let him sit down, not allowed to move, in order to present the painting for a while can have a better effect, Shu Ya tried her best to cooperate with the immobility, not only the body did not move, but even looked at a direction, not squinting.

Han Mo had been sitting on the side of the sofa chair and had not spoken.

The room became unusually quiet, and the only voice that could be heard was Xuanxuan softly saying, "Mom, don't move." ”

Although Shu Ya is an actor, she will try different roles when acting, and sometimes she will sit for a long time and repeat it over and over again for a shot, but like now, sitting motionless on the sofa has never been. She felt every cell in her body freeze, it was too painful.

But when I thought that I would be able to see the portrait painted by my daughter for a while, I was still very happy, Shu Ya also secretly decided to frame this painting and keep it permanently, this is the first time the little guy has painted a portrait of his mother, and she is also ready, it may be reprocessed on the original appearance, but it is nothing more than adding an extra bow or a few more colors, it should not be very bad.

But it turns out that Shu Ya still underestimated the imagination of the little guy.

Just when Shu Ya felt that she had grown into the sofa and would take root if she sat for a second longer, the little guy suddenly shouted excitedly, "Mom, Mom, I'm done painting, come and see." ”

Shu Ya was also very excited when she heard this, she was not excited that she could see the child's painting immediately, she was excited that she could finally move, but she just wanted to stand up, but before she could get up completely, she sat back on the sofa all of a sudden.

"Oh, my mother's leg is numb, Xuanxuan brought the painting and let her mother see it. Shu Ya said expectantly while rubbing her calves.

The little guy jumped up and down with the drawing paper and ran to his mother, with his little hands behind his back, his little cheeks puffed out, and his fleshy little face was very cute, "Mom, you close your eyes first." ”

Shu Ya hurriedly closed her eyes, looking forward to the first portrait her daughter drew for him, and at this moment Han Mo was standing next to the sofa, also ready to look at the portrait.

"Alright, let's see. The little one's sweet voice was filled with joy.

Shu Ya heard the sound of the paper moving, opened her eyes, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and she could finally see the portrait drawn by her daughter, but ......

The moment she saw the drawing paper, the expression on her face instantly froze, and the corners of her eyes trembled slightly.

Han Mo sneered on the side.

Shu Ya tried her best to keep smiling, pointed to the "monster" on the drawing paper and said, "Xuanxuan, this is your mother?"

Shu Ya didn't dislike the child, of course, a four-year-old child couldn't draw very similarly, but in order to look at this unknown object on the drawing paper, she was really angry that she sat motionless on the sofa all morning.

But Shu Ya didn't want to discourage the child's enthusiasm, so she still praised Xuanxuan, and the little guy was so happy that he ran away.

Han Mo picked up Xuanxuan's painting and nodded with a wicked smile, "Well, yes, it's very similar, and the look-like degree is more than 90 percent." ”

"Where is it like, where do you say this painting looks like me?" Shu Ya praised the child just now because Xuanxuan was young, and in the embryonic stage of interest, she should be encouraged more, but Han Mo turned out to be like a bad smile, and she just asked Han Mo if he had also painted him, and he also said with confidence that he had painted it, and it was intentional at first glance, Shu Ya rolled her eyes at Han Mo fiercely, don't look over, and ignore him.

Han Mo saw that Shu Ya was really angry, and said with a smile, "I'm talking about this portrait." “

He sent another portrait to Shu Ya, this is the portrait he just sat on the side and painted for Shu Ya, on the paper Shu Ya turned sideways, the delicate and delicate outline is perfectly presented on the paper, vivid.

This is the first time Han Mo has painted a portrait of Shu Ya, just now the little guy said that he wanted to paint for his mother, at first he just had the mentality of watching the excitement, because the little guy had also painted him before, of course, the level was the same as now, there was no difference.

But looking at it, Han Mo couldn't help but move his pen, because Shu Ya was so beautiful, so beautiful that he wanted to remember this beauty with a brush when he saw it.

Shu Ya held the drawing paper with both hands and couldn't help but widen her eyes.