The two discussed the method of making durian mille-feuille for a while, and the little girl Yuanyuan kept snuggling up to them, looking at this and that.
Seeing that half an hour had passed and Teacher Huang would be here soon, Jiang Yao finally stopped talking with a feeling of being unsatisfied.
She really likes chatting with this girl. She can always give her some different inspirations and help her find new ingredients.
"Hey, look at me. I've forgotten the time while chatting. Yuanyuan, hurry up and say goodbye to Sister Xiaomian. You have to go to class soon!"
Wei Mian couldn't help laughing when he heard her messy address. Jiang Yao looked young and wasn't actually that old either. It was completely appropriate for Wei Mian to call her Sister Jiang. In that case, Yuanyuan should call her Auntie.
But the child was convinced that Wei Mian was her elder sister and firmly disagreed to call her the same way as Jiang Yao. Jiang Yao tried to teach her several times but she refused to change. Later, the mother and daughter just went their separate ways.
Yuanyuan stood up reluctantly, her big watery eyes seemed to be able to speak, showing that she didn't want to go home.
Wei Mian was about to pinch her chubby face when he suddenly saw a black gas sweeping towards the little girl.
The breath was not that strong, and judging from the severity, it would at most cause injury. But for such a young child, even if he was injured, it would be very painful.
Wei Mian frowned slightly and was about to give her a talisman when he suddenly felt a pain between his eyebrows and his third eye opened.
After a familiar burst of white mist, a pink room appeared in front of Wei Mian.
Pink curtains, a pink and white princess bed, a white carpet, a big pink bear, and a pink desk and chair.
It can be said that everything in this room is pink and white, without any other colors. Even the pens on the desk and the chandelier on the ceiling are pink.
This place is like a pink castle. When people see such a room, they will unconsciously lower their voices for fear of disturbing the little princess living inside.
Suddenly, a sobbing sound was heard. The voice sounded very familiar. Wei Mian looked in the direction of the voice and saw a scene that made her feel murderous.
A young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses was sitting on a chair in front of the desk. A dirty beast was sitting on the snow-white chair.
At this time, the beast's clothes were neatly arranged, but under the desk with his back to the door, they were completely different, exposed in front of the innocent and ignorant children without any cover.
The little child, with fair skin, long eyelashes and big eyes, was looking at him with fear.
Wei Mian was very familiar with this face; it was Yuanyuan who had just been lying beside her.
There was no abnormal expression on the beast's face. He was as serious as a gardener with noble character. He even held a paintbrush in one hand and painted on the canvas in front of him.
His left hand, which should have been holding the palette, was tightly grasping the chubby hand next to it.
The little girl is chubby and has soft hands.
Yuanyuan pursed her lips.
Teacher Huang was really surprised. She was a little scared when she saw the strange ugly thing.
But when she said that the thing was ugly, Teacher Huang immediately became unhappy and said that her aesthetic taste was problematic and needed to be corrected.
But Teacher Huang said that in order to teach her how to draw people in the next few days, she must first know what parts a person is made up of, what those parts look like, and how to draw them. Otherwise, the drawings will be uncoordinated and look ugly.
Teacher Huang also said that he had a student who did not study this lesson carefully. Later, the arms he drew were as long as the legs, and the legs were as short as the arms. He looked like a monster and ugly.
In order to draw a beautiful little doll, Yuanyuan could only reluctantly accept this way of learning.
But she didn't like it at all, it just didn't look good at all.
She wanted to tell her mother, but Teacher Huang said that these were his secret painting methods, which were cast under a spell by the little fairy. If she told others, she would never be able to learn to draw dolls in her life!
Yuanyuan wants to draw a doll that is as pretty and smiles like her mother, and give it to her mother as a gift on her birthday!
When she learns it, she can also draw a doll as beautiful as Sister Xiaomian and give it to Sister Xiaomian.
But if she told anyone, Teacher Huang would not tell her how to draw. Yuanyuan had no choice but to promise Teacher Huang to keep it a secret and hide this learning method.
Teacher Huang also said that when she grows up, she will know how good this learning method is. Yuanyuan didn’t understand what this sentence meant, but she promised Teacher Huang to keep it a secret, and she would definitely do it and not tell anyone!
But at night she couldn't help but secretly think that she still didn't like the ugly baby and didn't want to take the painting class anymore.
Just as the yellow beast was about to take the little girl one step further by holding her on his lap, there was a sudden knock on the door.
A trace of panic flashed across the yellow beast's face. He quickly straightened his clothes and his expression returned to its usual calmness.
He said as he opened the door, holding the palette in his left hand.
After picking it up, put it down slightly so that it can just cover the edge of the table. Just looking at the surface, he is definitely a gentleman.
The person who came in was Jiang Yao, holding a plate of strawberries.
The yellow beast glanced at her, nodded slightly, then withdrew his gaze as usual, and in a cold voice explained to the round-faced little kid the things to pay attention to when drawing the proportions of facial features.
Jiang Yao didn't say a word. After putting down the strawberries, she listened for a while. Teacher Huang's lecture was very professional, and even she, a layman, was listening with great interest.
Seeing that her daughter was in good condition today, Jiang Yao nodded in satisfaction and listened for a few more minutes before leaving.
The door closed, and only the teacher and the student were left inside.
The yellow beast suddenly put the palette and paintbrush in his hand on the table, picked up the little girl next to him and put her on his lap.
Teaching seriously.
"Were you distracted just now? You didn't listen when the teacher was talking. Bad kids like you should be taught a lesson!"
"No! Teacher Yuanyuan doesn't have it!"
Yuanyuan couldn't help but defend herself, but when she thought about the lesson she might receive soon, she finally couldn't help crying.
"Wow, Yuanyuan didn't, Yuanyuan listened to the class carefully, woooo."
As Yuanyuan's crying became louder, fear finally flashed across Huang Qinshou's face. He hurriedly held the child in his arms, covering her mouth tightly with one hand, for fear that any sound would leak out and attract Jiang Yao, who had just left, back.
"Shut up!"
"Don't make any noise!"
The yellow beast was visibly frightened. He suppressed his panic and forced himself to calmly comfort the child.
"Okay, okay, the teacher was wrong. Yuanyuan was listening carefully in class. The teacher made a mistake!"
After hearing the teacher admit her mistake, Yuanyuan finally stopped crying, but she was still in a bad mood.
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