Chapter Sixty-Eight: Are You Still Calling It Graffiti?
After seeing Li An'an's paintings, Wang Li had to look at him again, and even showed admiration for him.
Even the wind appeared with such a look.
Wang Li couldn't help shouting in the corridor: "Yanzi, come out and see An An's paintings!" Well drawn! ”
Zhang Yan'er smiled at the door of the baby's room: "It's not that I haven't seen Li An'an's paintings, and I know that he has drawn very well." ”
"I've seen it many times, but it's all on the wall! You can watch it whenever you want, and you have to watch it if you don't want to. ”
Wang Li ran to the baby's room and pulled Zhang Yan'er out.
Zhang Yan was stunned when he saw the wind on a wall at the entrance of the corridor.
I couldn't believe my eyes, and I couldn't easily believe that this was drawn by two-year-old Li An'an.
But the people on the picture are undoubtedly windy at a glance, although they have changed their clothes and become more handsome, they can still be recognized at a glance, if they are drawn by others, it is not necessarily whether they can be recognized.
Lai Feng almost didn't recognize him when he was dressed like this.
"Is this really painted by An An?" Zhang Yan'er said in surprise.
Seeing that Zhang Yan'er was also surprised to be like this, Li Anan was a little curious.
"Look, don't you look like adults?"
"It's just a two-year-old child's graffiti, is it all about making such a fuss?"
Li Anan said so casually, but he didn't want to mention how proud he was.
It's also very rewarding.
Li An'an said: [Mom! I finally know what a sense of accomplishment is. 】
The voice of the heart was captured by the wind in time.
Immediately, the system made a ding.
Congratulations to Anan Lee for earning 10 achievement points.
Congratulations to the host for getting ......
Source: Annie Lee's sense of accomplishment.
Laifeng didn't expect Li An'an's sense of accomplishment to be rewarded, and he was so beautiful in his heart!
Hearing Li An'an say this, Wang Li and Zhang Yan'er's mouths opened wider.
Obviously, the painting is so good, it can be said that the two of them have never seen such a good painting, and it is no different from the beauty camera.
What I didn't expect was that Li Anan was still so low-key, and he was a two-year-old baby who still understood the posture that these adults couldn't do.
The two couldn't help but scream: "You still call it graffiti? ”
"It's clear that you've become a celebrity!"
is called a famous artist, this praise is too exaggerated, Li Anan said that he couldn't bear it.
A look of shame on his face.
"The two aunts don't exaggerate so much, this is an insult to me, how can I compare with a famous family. That's a crow than a phoenix, and it makes me ashamed! ”
Wang Li and Zhang Yan'er looked at each other, could it be that Li Anan really didn't know how good his paintings were, and was mistaken for low-key?
Where has he seen a famous painting for a two-year-old baby? Their family members may not be able to understand the paintings of famous artists.
But Zhang Yan'er is different, she was born in a scholarly family.
My parents are both middle school teachers, and my mother is an art teacher.
Zhang Yan'er began to learn to paint with her mother when she was very young, and she has not produced a decent work until now, and she can't even catch up with Li An'an's first painting.
I don't feel like it's a material for painting, so I didn't paint it anymore, and now I don't think I'll be able to draw even a duck if I ask her to draw.
Zhang Yan'er was shocked when she saw the babies on the wall painted by Li An'an. I didn't expect it to be even more shocking this time.
But when I thought that Li Anan could paint so well, I couldn't feel good, and I said a bunch of golden sentences.
The two of them couldn't help but let out a string of hilarious laughter.
"Hahahaha, An An, you still don't know how good your paintings are, right?"
"Auntie doesn't mean to humiliate you, the painting is really as good as a famous artist! It's even better than the famous painting, and it looks like the one who painted Mr. Jin is the same as his real person. ”
"I really didn't know An An was so talented before, my mother couldn't draw like this."
In fact, Li Anan already felt that the two of them were sincerely praising themselves, and there was no sense of humiliation, how could such a good painting attract humiliation? That's self-defeating!
But if you really want to compare with famous artists, he still doesn't dare. How can it be? Can a two-year-old be able to draw a famous painting? I just feel like I'm drawing pretty well.
Uncle has praised it, can this be fake?
But when the two of them said it so sincerely, Li Anan was also shocked by himself.
Could it be that his paintings are really to the point where they can be compared with famous painters?
"Hey, hey.... How is it possible for me to compare a two-year-old baby with a famous person? ”
Laifeng laughed all the way, I originally wanted to praise Li An'an, but Wang Li and Zhang Yan'er would do it for me.
The mouths of the two of them crackled and boasted endlessly, and they couldn't talk to the wind, and they didn't want to disturb their excitement.
Laifeng pulled the ladder aside, picked up the painting tool, and wrote 'Li An'an Painting' five handsome red cursive characters next to the painting of the same size as himself.
These words are as handsome as others, which not only adds a touch of color to Li An'an's paintings.
Wang Li and Zhang Yan'er screamed excitedly: "Mr. Jin's words are so handsome!" As handsome as Mr. Kim! ”
Li An'an's two eyes lit up again.
exclaimed excitedly: "Uncle's words are really handsome!" Like flowers, handsome and beautiful! ”
"I just don't know what my uncle wrote, An An is illiterate, can you read it to An An?"
Laifeng was about to ask Li Anan how to pronounce these words, but he asked.
I guessed that he probably didn't even recognize his own name, don't look at the little mouth, it's very good to say.
Wang Li and Zhang Yan'er burst into laughter again.
"Hahaha....."
"An An, you can draw such a domineering painting, you don't even recognize your own name?"
"Yes! An An, you shouldn't have done it all to us on purpose, right? ”
Li An'an once again showed shame, but it was quickly replaced by excitement.
ignored Wang Li and Zhang Yan'er, but shouted excitedly: "It turns out that my uncle wrote my name!" Thank you uncle for writing my name so beautifully! ”
Immediately afterwards, a melancholy look appeared on Li Anan's little face.
"It looks like my name is so hard to write, I'm afraid I'll never learn it."
Lai Feng smiled: "If you want to write words like mine, I guess I have to practice for a long time." ”
"Don't be in a hurry, get to know each other first, and then practice slowly."
Wang Li smiled: "An An, do you know what the two words after your name are?" ”
Li Anan was stunned.
"What? Do I still have words after my name? ”
Wang Li and Zhang Yan'er burst into laughter again. laughed so hard that Li An'an's heart was furious.
This laugh is obviously not right, I know it's not a good thing, but I don't know where I said it wrong.
The two little hands rubbed back and forth, a little uncomfortable.
"Did I say the wrong thing? Didn't you say my uncle's name was written? ”
"Why is there a word after the name, where is it? Are you pointing it out to me? ”
Wang Li smiled: "An An, then let me ask you again, what is your name?" How many words did you write Uncle Laifeng? ”
Li An'an made a difficulty.
He snorted and said, "Hehe, I really don't know about this question." I'll have to ask my uncle. ”
There was another somewhat shrill burst of laughter.
"Hahaha, An An, I just praised you to the sky, and you fell to the ground again."
"I don't even know how many words my name is! Should I praise you for being smart or .......?"