"Pokemon? Pokemon? ”

Liu Zhiyue repeated the name of the game that Liu Changqing had just said, lowered his head and thought for a while, but he was really not impressed.

If it was really that kind of novel game mode, it would definitely be very popular in the class, but he hadn't heard of it so far.

He raised his head and looked at his father suspiciously.

"Dad, does he have the game you said now?"

"Nope."

Liu Changqing's answer made Liu Xiazhi, who was excited on the side, stop all movements in an instant.

It's like a dazed soulless.

"No......"

"Although it is not sold now, it will definitely be in the future!"

Liu Changqing's tone was full of affirmation.

He looked at Liu Zhiyue.

"Do you have a pen or scratch paper in your room?"

"Huh? Pens, scratch paper! What do you want to do here? ”

"We'll talk about it later, right at your table?"

"Hmm."

Seeing Liu Zhiyue nodding, Liu Changqing rushed to his son's room without saying a word, and after a while, he took out a black pen and a draft book.

When he came to the coffee table, he sat down on the ground, hunched over and pulled out the cap of his pen, spread out the sketchbook and scribbled on it.

Liu Changqing's previous life was engaged in graphic design, he once studied fine arts, and has a foundation in painting.

When it comes to Pokemon, the first thing that comes to most people's minds is the yellow-haired electric rat.

The thing called Pikachu.

Fortunately, the electric mouse is not difficult to draw, and Liu Changqing's hand holding the pen is very smooth, which makes Liu Xiazhi, who was still dazed just now, unconsciously come to the front.

Biting his index finger and sticking out his little head to watch.

Liu Zhiyue, who was sitting on the sofa on the side, was also shocked.

When will Dad be able to draw?

"It's over!"

Putting down the pen, Liu Changqing tore off the drawn Pikachu from the notebook and showed it to the brother and sister in his hand.

"The pet I'm talking about isn't the kind we often see, like the thing in this piece of paper in my hand now, I'll name it Pikachu for the time being, do you see it!"

Liu Changqing stretched out his hand and pointed to the two black blobs on the cheeks of the Pikachu on the paper.

"These two are one of the sources of this rat's attack, you see these two circles are blush? Actually, no, this is a place that emits super strong current! ”

Liu Changqing's words had a very great impact on the two children.

Especially Liu Xiazhi, after listening to Liu Changqing's description, his eyes were still about to glow as if he was staring at the Pikachu on the paper he was holding.

He stepped forward and grabbed the piece of paper.

"Give it to me!"

"Huh?"

Liu Changqing looked at his daughter who was not quite right.

"Give it to me, I'm going to stick it in the house! It's so cute! ”

Liu Xiazhi's voice increased, and she became extremely excited.

Inexplicably let go of his hand, and saw Liu Xiazhi holding the paper firmly in his hand, staring at the paper with a pair of eyes, and muttering to himself.

"It's really ......"

"Uh...... But Dad just said that it was an electric rat, a mouse, aren't you most afraid of that kind of thing? ”

"How could such a cute Pikachu be a mouse! Brother, don't talk nonsense! ”

Liu Xiazhi glared at Liu Zhiyue and said.

"They're just two animals, and the rats aren't even qualified to give Pikachu shoes!"

“……”

Liu Zhiyue was stunned after listening to his sister's words.

When has this girl ever been so grumpy?

Seeing that his daughter liked Pikachu so much, a smile appeared on the corner of Liu Changqing's mouth.

But suddenly I noticed the puzzled gaze of my son sitting on the sofa.

"What's wrong?"

"Dad...... When did you learn to draw? ”

"Huh?"

Liu Changqing was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that this body didn't seem to be able to draw.

Coughing lightly, Liu Changqing waved his hand lightly.

"Isn't it just a matter of having hands?"

"Then why wouldn't I?"

“……”

The desire for knowledge in Liu Zhiyue's eyes is very strong.

Liu Changqing stood in place for a while, then suddenly stepped forward and raised his hand to pat his son's head.

"Stinky boy, your dad and I have nothing to do this month, and I've been painting every day to play skills, you haven't practiced, if you practice too, maybe you will be able to draw!"

"Really......"

"Why else do you think you're so good? It's not all inherited from me! ”

Liu Zhiyue listened to Liu Changqing, who said this confidently, and a feeling of admiration suddenly appeared in his heart.

Without communicating with his son again, Liu Changqing walked to Liu Xiazhi, who was still looking at Pikachu.

"Cute, isn't it?"

"Lovely!"

"There's something cuter."

"Really!"

Liu Xiazhi looked away from the paper and turned his head to stare at Liu Changqing.

"Is there anything cuter than Pikachu?"

"Yes, I want to think about it...... For example, there are lizards that look like puppies, lizards with their tails on fire, turtles with mouths that can squirt water, well...... Isn't it your favorite frog with a lump of flowers on your back? ”

"I love frogs!"

Liu Xiazhi nodded his little head heavily.

Her little tadpoles are still alive today.

Her daughter's interest had been completely aroused between Liu Changqing's words, and Liu Xiazhi, who was a little excited, grabbed Liu Changqing's hand.

"I want to see it!"

"Okay, Daddy, I'll draw it for you!"

A smile appeared on Liu Changqing's face.

My daughter likes it, and that's enough.

Isn't it the garlic king, it's simple.

After that, Liu Changqing picked up the pen again and sketched on the paper.

On the side, Liu Zhiyue picked up the chicken leg on the coffee table, took a bite and kept chewing.

looked at Liu Xiazhi, who got off the sofa and trotted in front of Liu Changqing, stretching out his head with an expectant expression on his face.

Younger sister...... I seem to be getting closer to my father.

Unconsciously, a smile bloomed on Liu Zhiyue's face.

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July 4th.

8:26 a.m.

Liu Changqing woke up from his sleep.

Today is my son's two-and-a-half-day final exam.

Originally, because of the last night attack, Liu Changqing did not plan to let his son take the final exam, but after resting at home for a few days, normal walking did not pose much threat to Liu Zhiyue.

It's just a temporary lameness.

And Liu Zhiyue also wants to prove himself in the exam this time.

Therefore, the father and son decided that the final exam must be taken.

The first session is the language test, which will be held at 9:30 a.m. and will not be admitted 15 minutes before the start of the test.

This is a very rigorous and important exam, after all, it is related to the results of the third year of junior high school.

Decide if you're in the regular class, the experimental class, or even the rocket class among the top students.

Liu Zhiyue himself is also taken seriously.

As soon as he lifted the quilt covering his body, Liu Changqing ran off the bed in a panic with his shoes on, opened the door and rushed to his son's room.

looked at Liu Zhiyue, who was still sleeping, and the books on the desk next to him.

"Smash! Get up! It's too late! ”

"Ahh

Liu Zhiyue was awakened by this voice and sat up in a daze.

Look at the alarm clock on the side.

Keep your eyes open to the limit.

"So late!"

"There seems to be something wrong with this broken alarm clock, I didn't hear a single ring!"

Liu Changqing flipped to the side and threw the clothes Liu Zhiyue was going to wear on his bed.

"Hurry up and change your clothes, I'll go and squeeze the toothpaste for you, and try to settle the battle in five minutes."

"I see!"

Liu Zhiyue did not slack off, and hurriedly put on his clothes.

Then he got out of bed, limped to the bathroom, picked up his teeth and brushed them quickly.

Liu Changqing was also on the side to quickly resolve the battle.

splashed his face with water indiscriminately, wiped his face with a towel for Liu Zhiyue, who had just rinsed his mouth, and hurriedly went to the door to put on his shoes.

After opening the door, the father and son rushed out.

Bang.

The door was slammed shut.