Li Jing looked at Xinxin's little face, which was about to crumple, and he couldn't help but start to think about it.

Slowly, some families discussed the results, and Mom and Dad began to get the paint they needed, and then Dad took the lead and began to paint on the cloth with his own hands. The mouth kept muttering, "This is the bathtub, here is the TV, and here are the kittens raised by XX." ”

Apparently, the family was planning to paint their home.

One group of families started to do it, and other families began to imitate it, and they all started to paint with their palms. Some of them drew the sea, some of them painted the sky, some of them drew forests, and some of the children had more ideas and began to draw their favorite cartoons.

The voices in the classroom began to grow louder, and at one moment a mother said, "You don't look like this", another time a father said, "What should be here?", and then the child asked for support, "Baba Mama, I won't do this".

The cloth on the ground was clearly processed, and the paint was painted on it, and it did not penetrate to the end.

Zhou Yanan looked at them and began to learn from them, but after all, they were outstanding figures, and she began to guide Xin Xin to think of something different.

"Xinxin, which story do you usually like most that your father tells you?"

"I like them all, Thumbelina, Popeye spinach, and dwarfs who can close their eyes, and many, many more. Xin Xin bared his teeth and claws, trying to remember all the stories that Baba had told.

These stories were all told by Li Jing before and recently, and he used to lull Xin Xin to sleep.

"Which one does Xinxin like the most?" Zhou Yanan didn't give up and tried to guide him deeper.

"Well...... Kindness...... Xin Xin likes it all!" After thinking about it for a long time, the little guy still expressed his love aggrievedly.

Zhou Yanan sighed and glanced at Li Jing dejectedly, with a threatening taste in his eyes.

As soon as Li Jing looked at the situation, he immediately chuckled in his heart. It's not good, you have to think of a way quickly.

I don't know why, he looked at the people in a classroom, lying on his stomach, teaching his children to draw one stroke at a time, and he felt indescribably uncomfortable. I felt uncomfortable, and I couldn't help but think of a sentence I didn't know where I had read it.

I love art as much as I love freedom.

An idea came to mind.

He immediately looked at Xinxin, "Xinxin, do you remember the last time we went to play with mud?"

Xin Xin remembers. ”

"Do you like it there?" asked Li Jing.

"I like it, Baba promised Xinxin, and I will take Xinxin with me in the future. ”

Hearing Xinxin's answer, Li Jing was relieved.

Isn't it just graffiti? I've never eaten pork, haven't I seen a pig run?

"Can you take you to play with the colorful mud today?" Li Jing said coaxingly.

Xin Xin hadn't spoken yet, but the expectant little face had already betrayed herself.

Li Jing stood up, walked to the wooden shelf, picked up a small wooden barrel with red paint, and then waved his hand at Zhou Yanan and Xinxin, signaling the two of them to let go.

Zhou Yanan saw his movements and seemed to know what he was going to do, looked at Teacher Liu's direction with a strange and worried color, and saw that the other party also looked at Li Jing with a curious and expectant expression, so he did not dissuade him.

Li Jing splashed his hands, only to hear the sound of "bang", a small jar of red paint splashed on the cloth, and the moment it touched the cloth, the paint splashed in all directions.

Because I wore an integrated apron, even if I splashed one or two drops on others, no one said anything. Everyone looked at each other curiously, and of course, there was some surprise.

Yellow......

Green......

Blue......

Purple......

The area of their home was soon paved with a variety of colors, and the pigment and the pigment were instantly textured, some blending together, and some distinct.

Li Jing seemed to feel that the light splash was not enough, so he directly stepped on it with bare feet.

The whole classroom only hears the sound of "popping", and with each step, the paint will splash, sporadically splashed into other colors, or areas without paint, like a vast starry sky, speckled and listed.

"Xinxin, come, let's have fun! ”

Xin Xin looked at him, she was already very excited, if it wasn't for Zhou Yanan who kept pulling, she would have gone over to play with Baba. Now when I hear the call of Baba, where can I bear it.

To hell with what is clean, what little girls want to be obedient!

One large and one small, like stepping on mud in a mud pool, splashing paint all over the sky.

It seems that they were infected by their atmosphere, and many children began to pull the corners of their parents' clothes, signaling that they wanted to play like that.

So, the whole art classroom began to fly with paint and laughter. After splashing the paint, some children still felt that it was not enjoyable and began to roll on the cloth. Some areas were originally unpainted, but after they rolled and stepped on, some strange shapes were inexplicably born.

Of course, there are also families who do not join this crazy ranks, and hide aside to create seriously and quietly. For this part of the family, the families of other crazy carnivals are also consciously not disturbed.

"Parents can guide their children to create the shapes that have just been created by the graffiti. Teacher Liu, who was on the side of the podium, began to guide with words, but she was guiding parents rather than children.

In Li Jing's house, Li Jing was only responsible for going crazy, and after Zhou Yanan heard Teacher Liu's words, he chose to let Xinxin calm down a little.

Under the guidance of Zhou Yanan, Xin Xin began to try to name the figure he had just created. For example, the combination of the shape stepped on with her little feet, she felt like a cabbage, and the figure rolled out by other children was like a train, and it was the kind that was smoking.

Soon, under the command of Xinxin, the two began to sketch the graphics, not to mention, the results were good.

The whole event lasted just over an hour.

is mainly the graphic creation link in the back, and it is still difficult for many families to complete, including Li Jing and Zhou Yanan.

Ms. Liu joined barefoot in the last link, she was mainly responsible for looking at the patterns outlined by each family, and then giving some suggestions for parents to choose, which is equivalent to guiding parents to improve this graffiti work.

At her suggestion, the scattered figures, which were originally based on the family unit, were magically linked together and formed a slightly abstract work. For this, many people did not expect this, including Li Jing.

Li Jing has been in contact with many art practitioners with ideas and abilities, and among these people, he will not be able to do this with more than one hand, and this teacher Liu can actually blend the scattered paintings that were originally created at random in the end, and it is completed with the help of the hands of these zero-based parents. This is undoubtedly already a master.

"Thank you for your efforts today, and I hope that in the future, you can accompany your children and give them love, patience, and happiness as you do today. Here, I would like to give a special shout-out to our father, who did a great job today!"

A big and no small compliment to end the whole event today.

For many people, they met Chang Meiling today, met many people, and played with their children for a while. But for Li Jing, he rediscovered the charm of early childhood art education, which played a great role in his subsequent companionship with Xinxin.

Later, the Taikoo Museum of Art divided the huge graffiti work into 12 pieces and named it "Twelve Solar Terms". This set of graffiti in the "Twelve Solar Terms" series has been followed by seven world tours. There are a few children who have grown up to become painters because of their participation in this creation, and they have become prosperous with the fame of the "Twelve Solar Terms".

Of course, that's all for later.

And Li Jing lives such a life, in addition to lamenting that it is good for children to have art from elementary school, he is also lamenting his own life, will he be too happy.