Shen Qiqi smiled mysteriously, leaned close to Xiaoyu's ear, and whispered softly, "Actually, when your mother was young, I was also a 'soul painter'. Abstract and impressionist styles were all at my fingertips! Back then, your mother's paintings caused a sensation and were praised as 'masterpieces of divine craftsmanship'!"

Xiaoyu widened her eyes and looked at Shen Qiqi in disbelief, as if she was looking at an alien.

She could hardly imagine that she, who usually looked gentle and virtuous, actually had such a "glorious" history.

Shen Qiqi continued to deceive: "I, your mother, participated in the National Children's Painting Competition and won first prize! How about it, is it impressive?"

Xiaoyu's eyes lit up even brighter, and her admiration was evident in her words: "Mom, you're amazing! Can you teach me how to draw?"

Shen Qiqi raised her eyebrows proudly: "Of course! But the tuition is very expensive!" She deliberately frowned and pretended to be serious.

Xiaoyu quickly said, "Mom, I'm willing to pay any price! As long as I can learn your 'unique secret technique'!"

Shen Qiqi was amused by her serious look, rubbed her hair, and said, "Silly girl, mother is just teasing you! Although mother can't draw, mother can help you find a professional teacher, how about it?"

When Xiaoyu heard this, she immediately jumped up excitedly: "Great! Mom, you are really my 'savior'!"

Shen Qiqi was filled with joy as she watched her daughter's renewed hope.

She decided that she must help her daughter realize her dream of becoming a painter!

She told Xiaoyu that there was a youth painting competition in the city recently and encouraged her to participate. She also told her some stories of successful painters to inspire her to bravely pursue her dreams.

After listening to this, Xiaoyu's eyes became firm, as if she had already seen the moment herself standing on the podium.

She hugged Shen Qiqi tightly and said excitedly: "Mom, I will definitely work hard! I will definitely become an excellent painter!"

When Mrs. Lu saw the confident smile on her granddaughter's face, she no longer opposed her learning to paint.

Although she didn't say it, she hoped in her heart that her granddaughter could achieve something.

Lu Qing looked at the scene in front of him and was deeply moved.

He hugged Shen Qiqi tightly and said affectionately: "Qiqi, thank you, you always bring us hope and strength."

Shen Qiqi leaned in Lu Qing's arms, feeling his warm embrace, and a feeling of happiness overflowed in her heart.

She knew that as long as their family united, they would be able to overcome all difficulties and create a better future.

Suddenly, Shen Qiqi seemed to remember something, and suddenly raised her head from Lu Qing's arms and said, "Oh, there's one more thing..."

Shen Qiqi smiled mysteriously, leaned close to Xiaoyu and Lu Qing's ears, and whispered, "Actually... I have prepared a mysterious gift for you two!" After that, she turned around, took brisk steps, and flew into the room like a happy little bird, leaving Lu Qing and Xiaoyu looking at each other in confusion.

In the following days, Xiaohu seemed to have become a different person. As if he had been injected with chicken blood, he plunged into the ocean of mathematics and physics.

He no longer cried out "difficult, difficult" when faced with a difficult problem as he did before. Instead, he worked hard, studying the formulas and drawings with the spirit of "drilling a hole in the wall to steal light" and "hanging his head from the beam and piercing his thigh with a needle".

Even Mrs. Lu couldn't help but praise him for his seriousness: "This kid has finally gotten the point!"

Xiaoyu was also like a chicken with its blood pumped up. Every day apart from eating and sleeping, she would paint.

She turned the room into her own "art studio", with all kinds of paintings covering the walls and paints and drawing paper piled on the floor.

She was busy and having a lot of fun, sometimes painting a self-portrait in front of the mirror, sometimes painting a still life in front of a flower pot, and sometimes painting the scenery outside the window.

That passion seemed to turn the whole world into her canvas.

The Lu family is full of a positive atmosphere.

Xiaohu and Xiaoyu's fighting spirit infected everyone in the family.

Lu Qing looked at the energetic children and felt very happy, as if she saw their bright future.

Every day when he gets home from get off work, he brings some small gifts to the children to encourage them to keep working hard.

Shen Qiqi was delighted to see the children working so hard.

She seemed to see the children standing on the podium, shining brightly.

She would make some delicious food for them every day to replenish their energy and give them more motivation to pursue their dreams.

However, the good times did not last long.

One night, Shen Qiqi was busy in the kitchen when she suddenly heard a quarrel coming from Xiaohu's room.

She quickly put down the work in her hands and ran to Xiaohu's room, only to see Xiaohu arguing with several boys who were dressed fashionably and had colorful hair.

"Xiao Hu, why don't you play with us recently? Do you look down on us?" A boy with dyed yellow hair asked in a bad tone.

"I don't look down on you, I'm just busy with studies lately and don't have time to play," Xiaohu explained.

"Study? With your grades, you still want to study? Don't waste your time, it would be better if you can play with us!" Another boy with dyed red hair mocked.

When Shen Qiqi heard these words, her face suddenly darkened.

She walked over to Xiaohu, shielded him behind her, and looked at the boys coldly, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

At the same time, Xiaoyu also encountered trouble.

The youth painting competition she participated in was extremely competitive, and all the contestants were experts.

Among them, there is a girl named Li Li, who has outstanding painting skills and unique style of work. She is hailed as the favorite to win this competition.

Although Xiaoyu's work is also excellent, it seems a little inferior to Li Li's.

Shen Qiqi looked at her daughter's lost look and felt uncomfortable.

She knew that her daughter's dream of becoming a painter faced huge challenges.

She gently patted her daughter's shoulder and comforted her: "Xiaoyu, don't be discouraged. You have worked very hard. The result is not important. What matters is that you enjoyed the process."

However, at this moment, Shen Qiqi suddenly received a call...

A strange woman's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Are you Shen Qiqi? I'm Li Li's mother. I want to talk to you..."