Since the earth is still revolving with the sun, then the days must go on, and the next day, at about nine o'clock, Wang Dong came to yesterday's bench again, took out the cardboard hidden under the chair, and put it in front of him, holding a brand new drawing board in his hand.

Wang Dong is still quite satisfied with the identity of this cover, after all, students like this kind of portrait are everywhere, and it is natural to appear in this commercial city, and his body found a comfortable position to sit down, and one hand began to turn the pen.

Today's business is obviously not as good as yesterday, yesterday I made more than two hundred yuan in one afternoon, and today I have been sitting here for almost an hour, and I haven't even come to the door for a business, anyway, this is just this cover, Wang Dong observed left and right, and stared at everyone who approached the ATM to withdraw money with the residual vision of his eyes.

Less than half past ten, someone finally walked over to him, Wang Dong looked at the bouncing Miao Miao and waved his hand, and praised with a smile: "Miao Miao is so beautiful today." ”

"Thank you, teacher." Miao Miao thanked her obediently, and then when she saw that Wang Dong actually took a drawing board, the expression on her face couldn't help but droop, and she looked at Wang Dong and said aggrievedly: "I also got a new drawing board for the teacher." ”

Wang Dong was really embarrassed at this time, and looked at the unhappy Miao Miao himself and hurriedly said: "Coincidentally, my sketchpad was borrowed from the store next to me, if Miao Miao brought the sketchpad to the teacher, it would be really good." ”

"Really?" Miao Miao heard that Wang Dong's sketchpad was actually borrowed, and this time she became much happier, and stuffed the new sketchpad in her hand into Wang's hand, and then sat down next to Wang Dong with her own sketchpad, and asked suspiciously: "Teacher, what are we going to study today?" ”

"Today, let's not paint." Wang Dong flipped over the drawing board in his hand, then pointed to the flow of people coming and going nearby and said, "Today we are learning to observe. ”

"Observation?" Probably Miao Miao didn't understand what this word meant, thought about it with a confused face, then looked at her mother again, and asked suspiciously, "Mom, what is observation?" ”

"Observation is to use your eyes to carefully look at things around you, and that's observation." Xiao Ling also didn't understand what Wang Dong meant, the teachers he met were all teaching children how to use the pen and working the painting technique, but when Wang Dong came here, he actually let Miao Miao observe, isn't it a little too early?

But since he believes in Wang Dong, then it's best not to interfere with him, anyway, he doesn't have a few days here, so what's the harm in playing with Miao Miao for a few days.

Different from Xiao Ling's thoughts, Miao Miao sat down next to Wang Dong very seriously, when there were no guests, Wang Dong painted the surrounding landscape at will, Miao Miao also drew it from his perspective, and when someone came to paint, Miao Miao also painted seriously next to him, and after the painting was finished, he also gave his painting to the other party for free.

For her, this kind of experience is something she has never experienced before, so instead of feeling bored, she finds it more interesting than she usually does in the studio.

Lunch was solved with only two simple hamburgers, Xiao Ling looked at Miao Miao, who usually had to take a nap at noon, not to mention the surprise in her heart, although she didn't see how Wang Dong taught, but from Miao Miao's paintings, she could vaguely see that her self-confidence was much stronger.

Hold on until about three o'clock in the afternoon, Miao Miao finally couldn't hold on, although the spirit was still excited, but the body said no faithfully, Wang Dong smiled and helped her sort out some of the paintings left behind, handed them to her hand, touched her head, and said gently: "Let's go here today, it is not a matter of urgency to want to paint a good painting, you must persevere, Miao Miao remembers." ”

"Remembered."

Miao Miao put away the painting that Wang Dong handed her very seriously, then put it in her drawing board, took her mother's hand and said goodbye to Wang Dong, and walked away in a hurry.

The whole world seemed to be quiet again, although there were obviously many people around him, but Wang Dong's attention was still in front of the ATM, another day had passed, but the suspect still did not appear, and even Wang Dong was a little uncertain about his judgment.

If you win, you are a detective, but if you lose......

Thinking of this, Wang Dong shook his head vigorously, threw this negative emotion out of his mind, and after sitting down until six o'clock, he packed up his things and left.

What Wang Dong didn't expect was that such a day had been repeated for several days, and when it came to the head of the fourth day, even he himself felt that the direction he had detected might really be wrong, plus Xiaomi hadn't seen the other party's QQ online for so many days, which made Wang Dong can't help but beat the drum in his heart, could it be that the suspect has sensed the danger and has already run?

The more fruitless it is, the more chaotic it is in his heart, and even the spirit of what he does is a little scattered, even Miao Miao next to him can see that Wang Dong is now a little absent-minded, and pouts and said helplessly: "Teacher Wang, you have made a mistake here again, are you tired?" ”

"Huh? Wrong again? Wang Dong was stunned for a moment, and finally retracted his gaze to his painting, sure enough, this painting looked like it was full of loopholes, Wang Dong thought about it, and simply scrapped the whole painting, and then said with a smile: "Miao Miao, why don't we draw another one, okay?" ”

"It's good, but you can't get distracted." Miao Miao pouted in warning, then looked around and said, "Teacher, why don't we draw those people, their bicycles are so beautiful, they have been standing there for a long time." ”

Wang Dong looked in the direction of Miao Miao's finger, and sure enough, three young men riding a racing car came into his eyes, looking at Wang Dong's heart suddenly beating violently, masks, sunglasses, caps, why does this set of equipment look so familiar.

"Miao Miao, have you noticed how long they have been here?" Wang Dong was afraid that looking at the other party for a long time would make them suspicious, so his face turned around, but the afterglow of his eyes was still staring at a few people, watching them keep looking around, but the doubts in Wang Dong's heart were getting heavier and heavier.

"It seems like a while." Miao Miao said with some uncertainty, and Xiao Ling, who was sitting next to her, hurriedly said: "They have been here for almost ten minutes, and they have not left there, are you looking for them?" ”

Whether he is still not sure, but it seems that it is quite in line with his own judgment, Wang Dong thought about it, wrote a string of phone numbers on the drawing paper, handed it to Miao Miao, and said softly: "If Miao Miao still wants to learn to draw with his uncle after returning to Yanjing, you can call the above number." ”