God of Cooking Dad: Spoil his daughter to heaven

"Xinxin, you decide for yourself!"

"Shall I decide? It feels so difficult!"

Qin Xinxin rubbed her chin with her little hand and felt embarrassed.

"Yes, is that all right?"

Qin Xinxin raised her head, pointed to a painting on the wall and said.

"This"

Zhang Qianlei froze immediately, this is the most proud one among his many paintings.

The difficulty is also the highest.

Now Qin Xinxin said that he wanted to paint this painting, he was a little embarrassed.

"is it not OK?"

Seeing that Grandpa Zhang didn't speak, Qin Xinxin asked a little disappointed.

"Okay, Xinxin can paint if she wants to!"

Originally, I wanted Qin Xinxin to draw a simple one, and check whether there was any progress after a few months of acceptance.

Seeing that she is so interested in this painting now, after thinking about it, she felt that she was not in a hurry.

"Then I'll start!"

After hearing the agreement, Qin Xinxin suddenly fell silent.

She didn't do it immediately, but faced the painting on the wall.

After staring at it for 5 minutes.

When Zhang Qianlei's apprentices thought they were going to give up.

Qin Xinxin started to move.

"This is."

Zhang Qianlei, who was closest to Qin Xinxin, looked at her in disbelief.

Now she seems to be a different person, as if she is a great writer who has been addicted to painting for decades.

Zhang Qianlei was not the only one who noticed it, even his disciples also noticed it.

Now looking at Qin Xinxin who has started painting, they can see the teacher's oracle from his body.

Even better than the teacher.

I saw it on Zhang Qianlei once before.

At that time, Zhang Qianlei's painting skills had a big improvement.

I told everyone afterwards that this kind of opportunity is hard to come by.

Now I can't think of seeing it in a little girl who is only six years old.

"Is what the teacher said before true?"

They began to wonder if their guesses were wrong.

At the scene, Qin Mo just froze for a moment, and then regained his composure.

"The talent is really so good, but it's because of the system."

This is the second time my daughter has been in this state.

Qin Anguo and Wang Lanhui saw that there were still people talking just now, and the surroundings immediately became quiet.

Glancing at everyone's serious expressions, even their nervous breathing slowed down.

All in one go.

Qin Xinxin never stopped painting from the very beginning.

Even dipping ink and changing pens seems so natural.

After just looking at the painting once, I didn't look up for the second time.

It seems that the scene she wants to draw has been deeply imprinted in her mind.

Such a picture.

It took Zhang Qianlei two hours to complete the last time.

This does not include his prior preparations.

Time passed while everyone was waiting.

Those who came in behind were stopped by several apprentices.

They experience shock from previous disdain.

In the end, she voluntarily helped out and didn't want anyone to disturb Qin Xinxin's painting.

From the beginning to the end, a faux landscape painting has been completed.

"Grandpa Zhang, I'm fine, hee hee."

After Qin Xinxin hung up the brush, she jumped down.

"Papa, Xinxin's hands are so tired!"

It was preoccupation, plus she was only six years old.

Just soreness is fine.

"Come on, Papa rubs it for you."

"Grandpa Zhang, how good is Xinxin's painting!"

After seeing Qin Xinxin walking away, Zhang Qianlei hurried over.

Start comparing it to your own drawing.

The more I look at it, the more shocked I am.

At this time, Qin Xinxin suddenly heard a word.

"What. It's okay!"

He calmed himself down before responding.

Evaluation is impossible.

My own paintings are not as good as those of others, so what is the evaluation.

"Papa, look, Grandpa Zhang says I draw well, but you say I draw badly."

Experts watch the doorway, laymen watch the fun!
Everyone present, except Qin Anguo and his wife.

Everyone is an insider.

Especially the four apprentices of Zhang Qianlei.

Although they couldn't judge whether this painting was better than Master's.

But just now I saw the shock on Zhang Qianlei's face.

Now I hear the little girl say that her father thinks her daughter's paintings are not good.

"Is it intentional to attract attention!"

Now Qin Xinxin's talent alone is beyond their acceptance.

To be able to comment on his daughter like this, could it be that this handsome man in front of him is also a master?
"Mr. Qin, you really don't want Xinxin to focus on painting?"

Before, I was very surprised by Qin Xinxin.

It's different now.

Qin Xinxin's talent is too scary, how long has it been, and the improvement is so great.

None of them have undergone systematic training, they are just ordinary hobbies.

Just rub people of the same age, even adults, against the ground.

"She is still young and focuses on studying, Mr. Zhang, don't try to persuade me."

Hearing the same answer, Zhang Qianlei said a little unwillingly, "Okay, how long will you be here this time?"

"Just like what I said last time, I will go back after Xinxin starts school."

"Looking at you, you haven't even found a place to live yet. If you don't mind, you can stay with me. There are still a few rooms available."

Just now Qin Mo was still worrying about his parents' temporary residence, but now Zhang Qianlei can solve it with a single sentence.

"Will this affect Mr. Zhang's family?"

"It's okay, the more people there are, the more lively it is. Besides, my grandson happens to have a companion!"

"Then it will be a lot of trouble for Mr. Zhang in the future, so I won't come here anymore."

Qin Mo thought of coming back with Ye Yin, so no matter what he wanted to go to her family.

Besides, it is inconvenient to get in and out of this community, just find a hotel outside to live in.

"You don't live here?"

"Yes, I still have things to do."

At this time, a voice came from outside: "You are not hungry, the food is ready, come out and have a full meal before talking about other things."