The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 413 0413. The Land of Romance, France (32)

But he didn't dare to ask, for fear that his daughter was not nervous at first, and if he asked, it would make her nervous.

I dare not tell her how many people are more powerful than her.

Father Zhuang didn't know how many people were going to be recruited in the training camp this time, because there was no wind to reveal it.

The little girl's happy mood lasted until she went back.

"Father, will we still live at Uncle Bai's house after we go back?"

Zhuang Xinian sat in the waiting area with her backpack in her arms and asked.

Zhuang's father thought for a while, "If there is no accident, it will be like this, because Dad still has a few art exhibitions held by him."

"Dad, what if I don't pass that training camp test?"

Zhuang Xinian shook her legs, as if she didn't care.

"If you can't pass, then go back to school. Shaoheng doesn't really want you to skip your studies and come to this training camp."

Zhuang's father glanced at his daughter, and also said indifferently.

After listening to her father's words, Zhuang Xi said nothing for a long while.

"I must do my best to pass the exam! I don't want to go back to class!"

The little girl had a high fighting spirit on her face, Xiao Fen clenched her fists tightly and waved them in the air.

Embarked on the journey back, the little girl hardly slept.

My mind is full of those scenic spots that I have visited.

What lingers in my mind is what elements and techniques I should use to present their beauty.

However, she didn't get any good ideas until she got into the manor car.

The beauty of each place has its unique temptation and charm. Zhuang Xinian thought about several plans, but felt that he probably couldn't draw that one-two-ten-thousandth of the beauty.

After returning to the manor, after Zhuang Xinian said hello to Bai White, she got into her room and locked herself in the room. Except for coming down to eat, she stayed in the room for the rest of the time.

But every time I come out, my body is a mess of colors, but most of them are cooler tones.

Bai White had seen Zhuang's father obsessed, and seeing this pink and tender girl as obsessed as his father, he was so surprised that he didn't know what to say.

It's not that he hasn't seen similar situations between parents and children in other families, but the appearance of his old friend and his daughter is really...

White White felt that he couldn't find any adjectives to describe it.

He wanted to persuade his old friend not to let the child work so hard, the little girl couldn't stand it.

But Zhuang's father just smiled and didn't stop his daughter.

If the little girl succeeds in this level, maybe he can get a surprise from his daughter in the test, if not, it is also a qualitative leap for his daughter in painting.

The ones I painted before are good-looking, but they are more exquisite, and I think they are limited to good-looking.

Just like the painting that won the Children's Award before, it was precisely because the entire picture was painted alive, with an extra aura, that it was able to win the award.

It's a pity that in those later paintings, the aura did not appear again, but I just kept practicing my painting skills.

How else can we say that nature is the best teacher of all artists?
All things in the world are fascinating precisely because they have agility that those dead things do not have.

This state of the little girl lasted until the morning when she was going to take the test.

　There are two more before twelve o'clock~
　　Happy New Years Eve everyone~
　　Lots of red envelopes~
　　By the way, let me subscribe a lot~
　　A lot of rewards~
　　mua~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)