The cub spread its chubby legs in readiness.

Exhale forcefully,

Exhale,

The little face was tense.

The little fat hand fell slightly in mid-air with a thread of spirit,

The serious look made the old man dare not breathe.

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Three strokes,

Three simple strokes,

One... no... three, a small grass consisting of three blades of grass appeared in front of the two people in such an abstract way.

That shaky look,

Those are the bold and unrestrained grass roots.

Old man: ...It's normal, the child can't draw yet! If he can draw vividly at the first try,

That would really mean that an old man like him would not be allowed to live.

However, the next second,

The old man thought the cub had finally become normal, but suddenly his eyes widened.

In this grass...

What a strong purifying power!

How can it be! ?

It's obvious that the grass hasn't even been shaped properly!

The old man widened his eyes, thinking it was impossible.

The hand stroking his beard was getting faster and faster.

He has been a leading figure in the modeling painting world for many years.

It's not that I haven't seen people with extraordinary talents.

But this is the first time I've seen something so outrageous.

The old man reached out his hand and wanted to put the grass in his palm to examine it carefully.

But did not expect,

It's about to be taken.

The grass was right under the old man's nose.

That's it,

Eh!

Twist your waist!

Escaped from the old man's grasp.

The old man, looking eagerly for a closer look, said: ...?

The old man took a breath.

This, this this this! ?

This grass! ?

But this is the first time that the cub has created itself.

That little grass is not stable.

With its thin and long legs crossed,

Flying around the cub happily,

Because the energy was not stable enough, the fluorescence dissipated.

Cub: Hmm?

The little chubby cub scratched around in the air in a daze.

Nothing was caught.

The grass is missing~

The cub looked at the old man.

Those big, pure eyes were filled with disappointment.

The old man stroked his beard faster.

He patiently explained to the cub,

"It's okay, baby.

It just turns into your mental power again."

The old man paused.

"Come on, baby, let's do it again.

This time, let's draw something a little more difficult, okay?

How about we try to draw a puppy?"

It is the time when the cubs find everything new and interesting.

Now I heard something interesting.

The little head is about to leave an afterimage again.

The old man smiled kindly.

He raised his hand again.

A bright yellow light appeared between his fingers.

Then flickering and flickering,

Between each stroke,

A cute little dog appeared in front of the two of them.

It was a small, khaki-colored dog.

There are even white spots on the body.

That puppy is different from the grass that grandpa painted before.

The grass is a still object, at most it will sway slightly with the air current.

But what about the puppy in front of me?

Obviously more delicate than grass,

The hair is vivid and lifelike.

And it can have more intelligent interactions with people,

It will lift its tail.

It would rub the old man's hand like a spoiled child,

But this puppy can't make any sound.

But that furry little tail still makes the little chubby cub's hands itchy.

This time the old man deliberately painted very slowly and in great detail.

He just wanted to see the level of talent of the cub in front of him.

What can one achieve with talent without systematic learning?

The cub didn't know that the old man had such thoughts in mind.

The cub just looked carefully at the little dog playing around at the old man's feet.

Happy~

So happy~

A round head, a fat little butt, and a tail that looks like a little whirlwind~

Just like, just like what her third senior brother once taught her to draw on rice paper.

She can remember,

The third brother's Danqingkuo is so spicy,

Especially landscapes and figures,

Many fairies are begging for it!

Speaking of this,

The cub's chubby face was very serious.

I think I was taught by my third brother before.

Can't let Third Brother throw him away~

Ok,

Bao decided

Bao wants to draw the little dog that her third senior brother once taught her to draw!!

An ambitious cub started to draw stroke by stroke with a serious expression on his chubby face.

Chubby face,

Fat ass,

The little tail is curled up,

Then, under the old man's gaze,

An abstract puppy made of geometric shapes appeared in front of him.

A crooked round face,

A strange oval fat body,

Four little matches with four limbs,

And a small tail like a banana,

But those eyes are big and bright.

One second, two seconds, three seconds,

Under the expectant gaze of the cub and the old man,

The little dog didn't make any movement.

The old man shook his head slightly.

No one's spiritual power can be so terrifying.

Such a spiritual power crop is impossible...!? !

Um! ?

The old man suddenly held his breath.

Move, move?!

The old man couldn't help rubbing his eyes.

Is it an illusion?

He just seemed to see the puppy made of geometric mental power in front of him slightly move its banana tail.

Now there seems to be no movement again. It seems that it was just his illusion.

The old man exhaled slowly, and then suddenly there was no movement again.

Because he watched with his own eyes as the geometric creature before him trembled and stood up from the ground.

then,

A tender but firm roar was heard from the mouth represented by the curved line!

Old man: ! !

The old man found it unbelievable.

But seeing her happy face, I felt that this was expected.

after all,

After all, what three-year-old kid could use that endless black room as a karaoke bar?

only,

If the best the old man could hope for from the pup was that she could get the puppy to move,

Then the cub did something beyond his expectations.

She can even make the abstract puppy make childish noises.

And he could obviously feel it.

That puppy can really communicate with people.

"Dog~jump~"

A certain fat kid who has no idea what he is doing is having a lot of fun.

She created a little friend~

A fat kid is teaching a puppy to jump.

Squat down slightly.

The short legs are slightly bent,

The small buttocks and shoulders form an extremely rounded arc.

The little baby voices are full of effort,

"Push harder,

Jump wow~"

A man and a dog landed at the same time.

The cub's train of thought is always very strange. Just the fact that they landed at the same time was enough to make her laugh.

A certain cub was having fun playing with a puppy in the studio.

It even inspired the puppy that the old man had drawn before.

So the two dogs and one cub were having a blast playing in the studio.

Running from one end of the studio to the other,

Roll from the soft sofa to the thick carpet,

One of the cubs even learned to draw a not-so-round ball.

Playing ball toss with two puppies,

The little fat belly was shaking with excitement.

The little fat paws also kept clapping because of excitement.

Only the old man was still standing there, stroking his beard, puzzled.

I haven't heard of it.

I really haven't heard of it.

He has lived for so long but has never seen such a genius.

The old man stood in the middle of the studio, racking his brains.

A cub waved his hands happily and tried his best to chase two puppies with his chubby legs.

"Giggle, giggle, giggle~"

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