"Gone, Bo. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Gu Qingxi stretched out his hand to pull Xiaobo's wrist.

Xiaobo was forced to stop painting, looked up suddenly, and looked at his mother with an angry face.

"It's Mom, Xiaobo, shall we go back and paint? Don't stay here anymore, go home and paint. Gu Qingxi stretched out his hand again.

Xiaobo frowned in annoyance, and an anger that his creation had been interrupted rose up, and he did not hesitate to stab the pen in his hand into his mother's hand!

Gu Qingxi was startled, and quickly retracted her hand, and the signature pen was attached to the edge of her palm, leaving a black mark.

Gu Qingxi yelled at her son: "What's the matter with you kid, every time you don't let you draw, you're like this!" Who's child is really whom, just like your dead ghost father, willful and unreasonable, he will turn his face when he is not satisfied, and his mother doesn't recognize it, the whole little wolf! ”

Gu Junzhi frowned on the side.

Lin Qingyu raised his head and looked at Gu Qingxi: "Don't yell at him so loudly, then his emotions will be more easily stimulated." And you shouldn't say that about the child, his father is his father, he is him. Xiaobo is painting, you disturb him, of course he is not happy, he is a child, the situation is very special, you should be more patient and tolerant of him. ”

Gu Qingxi looked at Lin Qingyu with an angry expression: "How can I educate my son, you can take care of it?" Who do you think you are? Our Gu family's company, our Gu family's family affairs, all have to listen to you, right? ”

Seeing that his aunt was about to "revive herself" again, Gu Junzhi stepped forward and grabbed Gu Qingxi's arm: "Aunt, let's see what Xiaobo is painting, I haven't seen Xiaobo's painting yet." ”

Gu Qingxi glanced at her son, who was concentrating on the notebook again, although he still had a straight face, but his tone brought out a little smugness: "What can you see here, go back and I'll show you Xiaobo's award-winning works, all of which are oil paintings, abstract, the judges said that Xiaobo's colors are particularly bold, and the works are also very distinctive, and they also said that this kid has the potential of Van Gogh." ”

Gu Junzhi smiled: "Yes, then I have to find a few more good teachers for Xiaobo to train our little Van Gogh." ”

As he spoke, Xiaobo raised his head, and it seemed that he had finished painting.

Xiaobo didn't look at his mother and Gu Junzhi, but looked straight at Lin Qingyu, and at the same time handed over the notebook in his hand.

"Yikes!" Lin Qingyu looked at the pictures in the book and exclaimed, "It's so handsome!" With just a pen, just a few strokes, this cat has made you draw alive! ”

Gu Junzhi looked over and saw a big cat with a black sketch jumping on the paper, although it was a few simple strokes and not colored, but it was extremely expressive, and even the cat's smart and intelligent eyes were lifelike. To his surprise, the cat had a strand of black hair on its forehead, as if it had another eye on top of its head.

"Three-eyed? Is it the cat that Bo had when he was a child? He was only three years old at the time, and after all these years, he still remembered? Gu Jun was shocked.

"Psychologists say that children with problems like him tend to be more focused on their own inner world, so they are often better than normal children in certain areas, such as memory." Gu Qingxi said.

Lin Qingyu looked at the painting and handed the book to Xiaobo: "This book is for you." ”

Xiaobo stretched out his hand, but he didn't answer, and pushed the book in the direction of Lin Qingyu.

Lin Qingyu pointed to himself: "You mean, this painting, give it to me?" ”

Xiaobo didn't react, just looked at Lin Qingyu with a clear gaze, and pushed the book forward again.