Grandpa Guo hummed twice, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
Whether he's powerful or not, he has his own judgment in his heart!
Huo Yusen also knew that his grandfather was stubborn and would not believe him no matter what he said if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
But it doesn't matter, Qiqi's amazing skills don't need much explanation.
He suddenly...missed the little girl.
It's only been a short while!
"Knock knock knock!"
A polite knock sounded at the door. "Grandpa, Little Nine, may I come in?"
He had just started thinking about the little girl when she arrived.
Huo Yusen's face immediately softened into a smile. "Come in!"
Grandpa Guo glanced at it and rolled his eyes speechlessly.
Look at that worthless smile, just like his dad, he's obviously obsessed with love!
The door was pushed open, and a pretty, soft little head peeked in. "Grandpa, Little Nine Brother, Grandma told me to come and play with you!"
"We're not playing around!" Grandpa Guo said irritably.
Huo Yusen beckoned to the little girl, "Qiqi, would you like to have your picture drawn?"
"I can't!" the little girl said, shuffling over. "But I can watch Brother Xiao Jiu draw!"
Grandpa Guo is a very strict and old-fashioned person, with a strong scholarly air about him.
Before retiring, he was a professor in the Department of Fine Arts at Kyoto University. After retiring, he couldn't stay idle and also liked to teach, so he started an art class and usually provides training for students preparing for exams.
He disliked people who were ignorant and incompetent the most, so when he heard Qiqi's words, his face darkened slightly.
"If you don't know how, you can learn. At your age, this is the perfect time to build a foundation. What's the use of just watching? You can't expect to learn just by watching!"
The old man's tone was stern, and Qiqi shrank back, hiding behind Huo Yusen in fear.
Huo Yusen couldn't bear to see the little girl looking wronged, and looked at his grandfather with slight dissatisfaction.
"Grandpa, you scared Qiqi!"
After saying that, he turned back to look at Qiqi and gently comforted her, "Don't be afraid, Grandpa is just a bit serious, but he's a very nice person. Qiqi, do you want to learn to draw? Brother Xiao Jiu can teach you!"
Qiqi wanted to say no, but after glancing furtively at the imposing old man beside her, she felt that if she said no, she would be punished in a heartbeat.
So, the words that were on the tip of his tongue suddenly changed, "I'll learn what Brother Xiao Jiu teaches!"
Grandpa Guo: ...
What's the meaning?
He's a university professor, isn't he qualified to teach a three-year-old to draw?!
"You yourself are only half-baked, what can you teach her?"
Grandpa Guo said dismissively, "Go and fix up the painting you just painted. You, come with me and don't bother him here!"
Grandpa Guo pointed at Qiqi.
Qiqi: ……
He stared longingly at Huo Yusen, his face clearly showing he didn't want to go.
She was really afraid of upsetting Grandpa Guo to death!
Unfortunately, Huo Yusen failed to understand the hidden meaning in her expression, thinking she was just scared and was still trying to comfort her.
"Go ahead, Grandpa may be strict, but he's very patient when teaching and rarely scolds you! Erie, I'm right here, don't be afraid!"
Qiqi: ……
She's not afraid!
What she was afraid of was that they would be scared in a little while!
But never mind, I don't think anyone would believe me even if I told them.
"Alright then!" Qiqi reluctantly followed Grandpa Guo to the other side of the study.
Grandpa Guo found her a table that was suitable for her to sit at, and then gave her a piece of drawing paper and a paintbrush.
Have you ever painted?
Qiqi, "You've drawn this... right?!"
"If I drew it, I drew it; if I didn't draw it, I didn't draw it. What does it even mean to say I drew it?"
"It's been drawn!"
"Draw something random, let me see your skills!" Grandpa Guo pointed at the drawing paper.
Qiqi: ……
She's just a three-year-old child; what skills could she possibly have?
This Grandpa Guo is even stricter than her master.
Qiqi sighed like a little adult, "Grandpa, please don't be angry if I don't draw well!"
Grandpa Guo said, "It's normal for a child like you to not draw well. Is it worth getting angry with a child like you?"
"That's good!"
Qiqi confidently picked up her paintbrush.
It's really like grabbing it in one go, holding it with all five fingers.
Seeing the way she held the pen, Grandpa Guo felt a chill run down his spine, realizing he couldn't have any expectations of this girl.
After all, not everyone is like his little grandson, who was born to make a living as a painter.
However, after he saw Qiqi's paintings, he realized that he had disappointed her too soon.
Looking at Qiqi's paintings, it's so bad that it makes my vision go black again and again!
It's not that the little girl's drawing was bad; it was actually quite decent. But... something just felt off.
Qiqi drew a bird, complete with a beak, feathers, and tail.
You can tell at a glance that she painted a thrush, but it's just...
"Come, come, tell me, why is this bird's beak curved?" Grandpa Guo pointed to the location of the bird's beak.
Qiqi, "Maybe its beak is soft?"
"What about its tail? Have you ever seen a thrush's tail explode?"
Qiqi, "Maybe it was suddenly startled!"
"What about its feet? Were they struck off by lightning?!"
Qiqi exclaimed, "Wow, Grandpa, you're so smart! You guessed it!"
Grandpa Guo: ...
He felt he needed a quick-acting heart medicine!
Seeing that Grandpa Guo's chest was heaving violently and his face was ashen, Qiqi quickly threw down her pen, stood up, and helped him catch his breath.
"Grandpa, don't be angry. It's just that I'm not good at drawing, that's why I need a professional teacher like you to teach me!"
The little girl's drawing skills are impressive, but her mouth is so sweet.
Grandpa Guo felt a bit better and pointed to the paintbrush, "Pick up the brush and paint it again!"
Qiqi is going to grab everything again.
"Don't grab the pen, hold it, like this!"
Grandpa Guo immediately took action and helped Qiqi straighten her grip on the pen.
Unfortunately, the little girl's fingers were too short; whenever she pinched one side, the other side would stick up.
Grandpa Guo tried everything, from one end to the other, but finally realized that the little girl was just as uncoordinated as her hands and feet; he couldn't fix her at all, and her head was practically spinning.
"Alright, you're still young, it's normal that you can't hold the pen properly. Forget about your pen grip for now, first learn to draw lines, especially horizontal lines. The requirement is simple: you must draw a straight line!"
Qiqi: ……
This requirement is not simple at all, okay?
Qiqi starts drawing!
His chubby little face was tense, and his expression was solemn, as if he were dealing with something very serious.
Putting everything else aside, Grandpa Guo was quite satisfied with this attitude.
But when I looked down at the lines she had drawn, everything went black again!
no!
He clearly saw that the little girl's hand wasn't shaking, so how come the straight line she drew looked like an earthworm?
After the little girl finished drawing one, she secretly glanced at him and, seeing that he looked unhappy, immediately and obediently drew the second one.
After drawing more than a dozen horizontal lines, the little girl's expression became more and more serious, while Grandpa Guo's expression became more and more gloomy.
Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he shouted, "What the hell are you doing?!"
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