Lun Chuan received two paintings early the next morning.
Qiaoqiao waited until Chen Chi finished breakfast on his tricycle before delivering both of their paintings together.
Qiaoqiao painted Daxiong's—bottom.
A round bottom, with black and yellow stripes, fluffy, and with two little wings... It was simple yet not simple, difficult yet not difficult.
Although the watercolor he learned before was different from this, some knowledge points were similar, so it turned out to be quite interesting.
Lun Chuan looked at it for a long time before nodding and saying:
"The bottom is very round and the fluffiness is very cute."
"Of course!"
Qiaoqiao became proud: "I've known Daxiong the longest! At the beginning, my sister even secretly petted it behind my back."
But back then, I was quite foolish, so it was easy to fool me. Now, Qiaoqiao is no longer easily deceived by such simple lies!
Pumped fist!
Compared to Qiaoqiao, Chen Chi had absolutely no painting skills.
