"There are some simple pen and ink in the backpack, and the homework you have accumulated over the past few days, and you can practice it in your spare time for recording programs."

Originally, for the things sent by the teacher, Jian Sheng was looking forward to coming over.

If she wants to be tied up abroad for so long, the teacher will give her something to comfort her wounded heart.

However, when Jian Xiuhuan finished listening, only this sentence echoed in Jian Sheng's mind.

Jian Sheng's eyes widened slightly, and he looked at Jian Xiuhuan with a blank expression.

It was as if he couldn't believe how he could spit out such cold words from the mouth of a big living person.

The photographer behind him shook the hand holding the camera slightly, so that he couldn't smash the camera down, and hurriedly stabilized and tried to hold back a smile.

The other guests who came over curiously were also stunned for a long time after listening.

While trying his best to maintain expression management in front of the camera, his heart is full of sympathy for the little girl.

Zhu Danni is still at the age of studying, and she can empathize with the pain of homework.

She asked unbearably, "Isn't my little sister a talent...... The soul has been impacted, and at this time she should do more psychological counseling, right? ”

Jian Xiuhuan raised the letter in his hand and coughed twice.

"The old man is thinking about this problem, so he specially asked me to bring these homework materials."

"I just hope that Sheng Sheng can forget what happened in the past few days by immersing himself in learning and practicing."

"The old man also said that even if it makes Shengsheng feel the pain of being dominated by homework, it is better to think about those bad things in the past."

Zhu Danni was stunned, and felt that there was nothing wrong with this, but when she thought about it carefully, she felt that it was wrong anywhere.

At this time, because of the random grouping, the audience in the live broadcast room, where fans had a wave of emotions with each other, had completely laughed.

- is worthy of being the teacher of Shengsheng baby, thinking about things is so thoughtful/doghead.

- Sheng Bao: Listen to me, thank you.

- Shengbao: I am blessed to have you, and I am really convinced to have you.

- Laugh at me, it's already so miserable to be kidnapped, and when I come back, I have to make up for the homework assigned when I was kidnapped, what kind of devilish operation is this

- Hahahahahaha, I'm sorry, it's miserable, but it's funny.

- In other words, Shengsheng Baby doesn't seem to be under five years old, does he have so much homework?

- Since it's a paintbrush, it should be a hobby painting class, right?

- I really want to know which class the cub is reporting for, I will send my son over tomorrow, and then the daughter-in-law will not have to worry hehehe.

Jian Shengsheng took the backpack without love and took out the contents one by one.

One is filled with all kinds of brushes, wolf's hair, sheep's hair, both, rat's whiskers, small red hair, grabbing brushes, buckets, large and small Kai......

As Jian Sheng opened the box and checked the brushes and paper and ink inside, question marks were brushed on the barrage.

- Wait, if I'm not mistaken, what Xiu Huan just said is that because the full set is inconvenient, only a simple pen and ink are prepared, and it will be used?

- You heard me right, I heard it too, but why do you call it a general? What is it that I can't even call these pens?

- Laugh to death, for me, these pens have only one name, and that is the brush!

Jiang Bin, who was observing everyone at any time and saving the scene at any time, twitched the corners of his mouth, and asked Jian Xiuhuan the question that everyone wanted to know.

"If this is all about to be done, what does it look like to be complete?"

Jian Sheng had already flipped his backpack to the bottom, looking at the thickest pile of rice paper and line sketches, and the corners of his mouth were extremely deflated.

A pair of big eyes were shrouded in a thin layer of mist, looking pitiful.

Some netizens directly took a screenshot of the picture, and a few seconds later, a pitiful, weak, helpless and aggrieved emoji was quickly released.

Reloading these things into the backpack in the same way, Jian Sheng explained with a small face.

"The role of these brushes is different, and the most intuitive thing can be seen by looking at the size of the pen end."

"For example, this very thin rat whisker is used to hook the line, so naturally the thinner the better."

"And because of the different materials used to make brushes, they will be divided into sheep's hair, wolf's hair, and both."

"As the name suggests, the sheep hair is a pen made of goat hair, the wolf hair is made of the tail hair of the weasel, and the hair of both animals is used."

"And according to the different proportions of the hair of the two animals, the effect is not the same, and almost all brushes will be divided into large, medium and small letters, so that there are more types of brushes subdivided~"

Jian Sheng closed the box containing the brush again and explained to Jiang Bin.

"It's easy to say this, because the pens that my brother brought me are the most commonly used pens for practice, and there are no pigments and inkstones, these are indeed very simple~"

Jiang Bin subconsciously looked at Jian Xiuhuan.

Jian Xiuhuan remembered the scene of entering the small courtyard of the studio with Sheng Sheng at the art exhibition, and nodded.

"What I saw at Mr. Shengsheng's place, the brushes are all counted by buckets, and there is a bookshelf on the separate inkstones, which does look a bit shabby in comparison."

Jiang Bin: "??? ”

At this time, Jian Sheng had already repacked her backpack, she tilted her head, and warmly invited:

"Brother Jiang, if you are interested in these, you can Baidu it yourself, or when I watch the video to make up the class later, I will listen to the class with Shengsheng~"

Jiang Bin shivered and hurriedly waved his hand.

"No, no, I just need to learn a lot, and I don't have to learn together."

- Laughing to death, Jiang Bin is like this, like the fear of the scumbag when facing the oppression at the top of the food chain when facing the pressure of the school bully.

——Shengsheng baby can always break my inherent thinking cognition, I think of painting: children's graffiti; Shengbao's Painting: Chinese Painting Practice.

- I thought the brushes were rudimentary: a few colored brushes; Shengbao's brushes: brush science class.

- It turns out that the wolf is talking about a weasel, is it only now known to me?

- Teacher Shengbao has a mine at home, right, a whole bookshelf of inkstones, it's outrageous.

The barrage of the live broadcast is no longer visible to the people who have handed over their mobile phones.

It's just that when Jian Sheng was packing up his backpack and preparing to hand over his schoolbag to the staff, he was held down by Xiao Yufeng who came from behind.

Xiao Yufeng put one hand in his pocket and pressed his hand on the hand of the staff who was about to pick up the backpack.

He asked, "Little one, how are you drawing?" ”

Jian Sheng tilted his head suspiciously, not knowing how to answer:

"Probably, I was absent from school for several days because of an accident at the beginning of school?"

The corners of Xiao Yufeng's mouth twitched.

Yes, I thought the little guy introduced it like a look, and he would draw a little bit of it.

And that's the result?

He directly carried the backpack over and carried it on his shoulder as a shoulder bag.

looked at the staff and asked, "The little guy just turned over the backpack, there is no mobile phone and no money in it, this shouldn't be considered an illegal item, right?" ”

The staff pushed away with a smile: "Of course this doesn't count." ”

Yao Yaoyao was thoughtful, and shouted at Jiang Bin: "Brother Jiang, can you give me my bag first, can I get something?" ”

This Sichuan girl with a hot personality just threw a small satchel she was carrying to the staff.

After everyone received their own share of the map, the six guests dispersed into three groups and acted separately.

Each group follows two photographers to ensure that the guests do not have accidents in the middle.

sent away Jian Xiuhuan, who was reluctant to give up, and watched him being dragged away by Yao Yaoyao, who was gradually impatient.

Jian Sheng and his partner Xiao Yufeng also started their own actions.

It's just that Jian Sheng looked at the map that was spread out and was longer than himself, and asked Xiao Yufeng blankly.

"Brother Xiao, do you know how to look at the map?"

Xiao Yufeng was excited by this soft voice shouted by Brother Xiao, the tips of his ears were a little red, and the prepared words suddenly became a little unspeakable.

"Brother Xiao? Brother? Jian Sheng shouted again.

Xiao Yufeng clenched his fist from his right hand, put it to his lips and coughed twice.

"You come with me first."

He dragged Jian Sheng and walked for a while, and found a place outside the square where there was a lot of people.

The photographer followed behind the two and quietly recorded their every move.

As the three groups separated, the camera in the live broadcast room also switched to three small screens.

Viewers can choose to watch at the same time or enter one of the live broadcast rooms separately according to their preferences.

At this time, those who entered Xiao Yufeng and Jian Sheng's live broadcast room were basically Xiao Yufeng's fans and Jian Sheng's passers-by fans, as well as some fans of the "New Home" variety show.

- Why do you always feel that my little fish is weird, he shouldn't want to do anything bad, right?

- Ahem, there's a doll with you, shouldn't it?

- I just looked at the map on my phone, and the distance from here to the Chengnan bus station is 23km, and it is definitely not possible to walk, and the first step must be to get the money first.

- The first stage should be the easiest, just rely on part-time jobs or performing arts to earn some fares.

- Wait, Xiao Yu just took the cub's backpack, can't he just think about making money by performing arts?

If Xiao Yufeng could see the barrage, he would definitely say:

Congratulations, you guessed it! It's a pity that I'm penniless and can't reward you.

Xiao Yufeng carried Jian Sheng's backpack, "Don't you mind if I use your pen and paper?" ”

Jian Sheng shook her head, she probably understood what Xiao Yufeng wanted to do.

So the two of them, one big and one young, reopened the backpack that Jian Sheng had packed, spread a piece of paper on the ground, and lay together and muttered something.

If you turn on the sound in the live broadcast room to the maximum, you can faintly hear:

"Brother Xiao, how are you handwriting?"

"Ahem, it's average, but it should be better than you."

So two minutes later, the two of them moved away from the ground, revealing the word "selling paintings" on the paper, which looked crooked and doggy.

- Puff hahahaha laughed, it's really "average", Xiaoyu Cheng doesn't deceive me!

- Sure enough, sometimes, you can't take other people's truths as modesty, otherwise you will be embarrassed and others will be embarrassed.

- Laughing to death, the words are like this, will anyone really come to buy paintings?

- It's still possible, such as meeting a few fans and giving them money for free (laughs).

Xiao Yufeng looked at the words he wrote and was silent for a long time.

Dryly defended: "I don't use much brushes, and I'm not used to writing calligraphy. ”

Jian Sheng held back a smile: "I understand, I understand." ”

Then he took out a piece of rice paper again, like a child playing at home, and directly grabbed the brush with his hand, just looking at the posture of holding the pen, the dog shook his head when he saw it.

Xiao Yufeng directly turned his head without bearing to look at it.

Even he, who doesn't use the brush often, knows that the brush is not held like this, and the little girl seems to have no idea at all.

He knew he shouldn't expect much from a little girl of this age.

However, at the moment when he turned his head, Jian Sheng held his breath and concentrated, and the two lines of calligraphy fell on the rice paper as smoothly and elegantly as flowing water, and the strokes were naturally connected.

Xiao Yufeng still twisted his head, and couldn't bear to see the little guy make a fool of himself.

The photographer was so dazed that he even forgot to give a close-up of the two large characters.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was blank for a moment, followed by a series of question marks, asking what happened just now?