Isn't it just a sugar painting, he really ate it, it's a big deal to ask Tang Guo to help paint another one.

This stinky boy, co-authored in his heart, his own father is not as important as a sugar painting.

After taking three pictures of "Kakaka", Mr. Yan can be regarded as returning the sugar painting to his son.

After Yan Yan got the sugar painting, he quickly turned around and refused to let his father touch it again.

Hmph, this was painted by Sister Tang Guo for him, he didn't give it to anyone, and no one wanted to rob it.

It can be said that a paper-cut with such a set of sugar paintings, Tang Guo cleaned up this group of children obediently.

Especially the children of Teacher Zhou and Teacher Zhong's family, they ran to their father's side, showing the adults the politeness they got like offering treasures, and shouted sweetly "Sister Tang Guo gave it to me".

Teacher Zhou and Teacher Zhong hugged their baby bumps: "Sister Tang Guo gave it to you, do you have any thank you Sister Tang Guo, do you like it or not?" ”

In fact, there is no need to answer with baby bumps, Mr. Zhou and Mr. Zhong already have the answer.

That baby can't do it, just willing to show himself a look, obviously super like.

It seemed that after the treasure was offered, the two children ran back to Tang Guo with the baby candy painting and continued to surround Tang Guo.

Seeing this, Yang Zhen was a little "angry".

It's good now, I didn't have a chance to get close to Tang Guo and ask Tang Guo for his mobile phone number.

Before, it was just classmates who grabbed Tang Guo with themselves, but now a group of children have come.

She's so old, she can't compete with a group of kindergarten children, right?

What if someone is bullied and cried?

What's more, these children are still the children of teachers, not ordinary people.

Dad Yang walked up to Yang Zhen and laughed at Yang Zhen: "What should I do now, your 'candy' is going to be snatched away." ”

This Tang Guo's popularity is really not ordinarily high, in any sense.

"Dad, are you going to bully me too?" Yang Zhen was so angry that he sprayed air with his nose, feeling that all the people who came today were angry with him.

Zhao Xiaochuan is, this group of children is, even her father.

Dad Yang begged for mercy: "How dare I bully my baby daughter, I feel sorry for you." A good dinner party was ruined by a group of little dolls. ”

"How about it, while there are still materials now, did you also ask Tang Guo for a sugar painting?"

"I saw it, and her sugar paintings are really good, it can be said to be a work of art. Don't miss the opportunity, and the loss will not come again. ”

"I missed today's opportunity, and I don't know when the next time we meet."

Yang Zhen, who was poked at the center, was so entangled that she saw that the children had a sugar painting made of Tang Guo, she was so envious, and she wanted it too.

In fact, not only Yang Zhen was envious, but Zhao Xiaochuan said that he was also envious.

The great god deserves to be a great god, and he has a lot of ability.

can brush questions, can defeat island people, can film, can cut paper, make sugar paintings, and coax children.

The great god is a woman, so even if he gives birth to a child, the great god Tang will be able to do it.

So the question is, is there anything that Tang Dashen won't?

Zhao Xiaochuan is not Yang Zhen, and there is also a burden problem.

He does what he thinks.

Seeing that the group of little radish heads had already been painted with a candy, Zhao Xiaochuan immediately squeezed it unceremoniously, and shouted: "Tang Dashen, there is still me, and me, don't forget me." ”

"I'm easy to talk to, I don't pick anything at all, you can draw whatever you want. Whatever I paint, I want it! ”

The radish heads looked at Zhao Xiaochuan and asked, "Brother, do you also know Sister Tang Guo?" ”

"Of course I do." He knew Tang Dashen before this group of little radish heads. "I was a classmate of her."

Radish Head: "Sister Tang Guo can fly, will you?" ”

Zhao Xiaochuan: "...... I won't. ”

Tang Guo will not either, Tang Guo will only "fly" if he hangs Weiya.

Radish Head: "Sister Tang Guo can film, will you?" ”

Zhao Xiaochuan: "...... I won't. ”

Tang Guo is called able to act, not filming.

Radish head: "Sister Tang Guo will cut me, will you?" ”

Zhao Xiaochuan: "...... I won't. ”

Carrot Head: "......"

Radish Head: "Sister Tang Guo can draw sugar paintings, will you?" ”

Zhao Xiaochuan: "...... I—I still won't. ”

The radish head made a steamed bun face, and let out an exclamation from the depths of his soul: "Why don't you know anything?" ”

Then, the radish heads had an expression of "You don't know anything, and you still have the face to say that it is Sister Tang Guo's classmate".

The radish heads looked at Tang Guo: "Sister Tang Guo, you are so tired, he, he can't do it, he doesn't know anything, he still wants you to paint a sugar painting for him, you better change to a classmate." ”

Faced with such a sincere proposal from the radish heads, Tang Guo nodded: "Okay, I'll think about it." ”

Zhao Xiaochuan snorted: "Tang Dashen, you are a great god, we are ordinary people, so how can we be as versatile as you?" ”

"I don't care, you say that about me, I'm hurt and need comfort. You paint me a candy painting, I can be more comfortable. ”

Tang Guo: "......"

In order to cheat the sugar painting, Zhao Xiaochuan still worked hard.

But Tang Guo is also hard-mouthed to Zhao Xiaochuan, a typical knife-mouthed tofu heart.

He trained Zhao Xiaochuan to be naïve, but Tang Guo in his hand was already drawing a monkey for Zhao Xiaochuan to catch the moon.

After getting the sugar painting, Zhao Xiaochuan was so proud that he showed off to others everywhere.

Zhao Wenya, who was red-eyed, rubbed in front of Tang Guo slowly: "I, can I have one too?" ”

After Tang Guo glanced at Zhao Wenya silently, he drew a peacock opening screen for Zhao Wenya.

got the sugar painting, Zhao Wenya didn't care about the content of the sugar painting at all, and followed Zhao Xiaochuan to get out of the way.

Yang Zhen jumped in front of Tang Guo for the third time: "I, I, I, I want one too." If you don't give it to me, I'm going to mess with you. ”

When Yang Zhen screamed, half of the sugar paintings in Tang Guo's hands were drawn.

didn't wait a minute, and the sugar painting that Yang Zhenzhen had in mind arrived.

"Wow, that's beautiful, this is...... Chang'e to the moon? "Yang Zhen looked left and right, the front appreciation, the back of the product, very rare.

"Tang Guo, you are too talented, you actually painted me a picture of Chang'e running to the moon, so complicated...... Your wife is awesome. ”

Yang Zhenzhi sighed: "My God, it's Chang'e running to the moon." Don't say it's a sugar painting, if you give me paper and a pen and let me draw it, I can't draw it! ”

When Yang Zhen sighed, Tang Guo completed another sugar painting.

This work is simple and quite simple, it is the word "wealth".

But it's complicated, and it's hard.

It is made up of nine small "wealth" around one big "wealth" bilateral hollow stroke, and each wealth is different.