This is the sun. In the small room, Xiaojiu carefully drew a round outline of the sun on the side of the desk.

He turned his head to introduce the sun to the Tutu dog, "The sun comes out during the day and goes down to rest at night. ”

Tutu stood on a chair beside Xiaojiu and nodded thoughtfully.

Then he lifted his little tail and filled the sun with yellow paint under the surprised gaze of the wine.

"Dolu!" Tutu sighed and nodded vigorously.

This is a Tutu dog specially selected by the breeders based on family information, which is very talented in drawing.

Xiaojiu looked at the painting in his hand repeatedly in surprise, and then picked up the drawing test and drew another moon on the paper exploratory.

"Doro?" The Tutu dog groaned for a moment, then filled the moon with yellow.

"Hah!" He sighed, looked at the smart moon, and was very satisfied.

Xiaojiu's eyes were full of surprise, and he tightened his grip on the pen, buried his head and continued to create.

He was filled with the drive to paint.

"Dolu~" Tutu obediently put his hands on the edge of the table and poked out his little head to look at Xiaojiu.

"This is a Tutu dog who loves to draw, and his favorite food is the special pork curry, accompanied by fairy practical sauerkraut and a little sweetness."

In the living room, Xiaojiu's father began to read the booklet.

The brochure of the Red and White Company has been upgraded again.

There is now a booklet for each elf.

The booklet introduces the elves' habits, hobbies, and more.

In this way, every customer who buys an elf can get a rough idea of their elf's personality and so on.

"The red and white company has a heart." Xiaojiu's father couldn't help but sigh when he looked at this thick booklet.

Imagine that if the Red and White Company gave away a hundred elves, it would need to make a hundred different manuals.

That's a lot of work.

And each manual corresponds to an elf.

can make people feel the responsibility of the red and white company to the elves.

"Tutu dogs are a bit introverted and not good at expressing their hearts. But his mood can be felt in his paintings. "Xiaojiu's father and mother get together to read the manual.

They all wanted to go to the paint on the Tutu dog's tail.

"Tutu dogs draw patterns of different shapes and colors depending on their mood. The following are the mood ...... corresponding to each type of pigment"

Xiaojiu's mother rummaged through the bag, found the elf curry and sweet sweet, and said, "These can be bought at the elf store, I'll go buy some later." ”

Elf Curry and Sweet have a long shelf life, so buy more to keep at home.

There are also toys that Tutu likes in the bag.

"Like ordinary dogs, Tutu likes to play with balls, and his favorite is the blue and white balls."

Mother Liquor pulls out a small ball from the bag.

This toy ball on the market is very similar and nothing special.

Tutu is not an elf like the little fire dragon with extremely strong combat ability and great destructive power.

So their toys don't need to be special either.

"Tutu dogs need exercise every day, but some Tutu dogs are quieter and don't like to go out. Be sure to take them out for a walk. ”

Thinking of this, Xiaojiu's father couldn't help laughing: "I can't think of Tutu dogs and house dogs." ”

"I don't know what our character is?"

Guided by the booklet, Mother Liquor quickly prepared the food for the Tutu dog.

This time it was a big meal, a small ceremony to celebrate the arrival of the Tutu dog.

During dinner.

The Tutu dog stands on a chair and eats with a fork in his hand.

"It's amazing that the elves can use forks." Xiaojiu's father sighed again.

"Dolu!" The Tutu dog looked up and gave a big smile, its tail wagging happily.

In order to prevent the Tutu dog's tail from being scribbled, all the chairs were covered with a chair cover given by the Red and White Company.

During this time, Xiaojiu also tasted the food of the Tutu dog with curiosity.

Don't say it, it's delicious.

After eating, the family went out for a walk with the Tutu dog.

Xiaojiu's father and mother held hands, and the father held Xiaojiu with the other hand, and Xiaojiu led the Tutu dog.

Xiaojiu and Tutu are of similar height, and they look quite like brothers and sisters from a distance.

The family had a good time and walked in the park of the complex.

"Huh? Is that a small wine family? The old man in the community was playing chess, and in the dim light, he saw five people in the distance.

The tall figure of Xiaojiu's father and the shortness of Xiaojiu are particularly obvious.

"One, two, three, four..... Five? It's strange, isn't there four people in the small restaurant? The old man's eyes widened.

"Then it's not a small wine family." Another old man who was playing chess said with a smile.

"Impossible! No one in this neighborhood is that tall, and my eyes can't be wrong. The old man suddenly blew his beard and glared.

"But look....... The other little man looked a little strange. Another old man said suddenly.

He straightened his glasses and said with a frown.

The old man's discussion is naturally unknown to the Xiaojiu family.

They stop and go.

Because the Tutu dog sometimes suddenly falls into deep thought, and begins to write and draw on the ground.

It didn't take long for a lot of weird patterns to appear on the roads in the community.

But the patterns are a bit crooked.

"I heard that elves have the ability to fight, do you have a small picture?" Xiaojiu's father asked.

"Doro?" Tutu tilted his head in thought, then showed his little paws.

Click

There was a cold glow on the claws.

“.......”

"Isn't it possible to draw a spell to attack in the comics?" Xiaojiu's father said unrelentingly.

"Doru ......." Tutu held his chin in distress.

He can sketch, but he doesn't have the skills to copy!

"It seems that the comics are all fiction." Xiaojiu's father sighed.

"No, it won't! The comics are all real. Xiaojiu retorted in a rare voice.

He was always an introvert and rarely spoke.

Xiaojiu's parents' eyes lit up, and they secretly glanced at each other.

It seems that the decision to buy a Tutu dog this time is very correct.

.......

A few days later.

Xiaojiu suddenly said to his father, "Dad, I want to learn to draw with Xiaotu." ”

Xiaojiu's father was overjoyed, this was the first time his son had made a request.

So he immediately found an excellent oil painting teacher for Xiaojiu.

Xiaojiu and Xiaotu became the disciples of the oil painting teacher together.

.......

Oil painting class

The oil painting teacher looked at the well-behaved wine and the small picture standing next to him, with admiration in his eyes, and introduced himself: "Hello, I am Mr. Gao, and I will teach you to express your heart with painting in the future." ”

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