Chapter 275： public gifts stolen

Zhao Yingnan learned painting when she was a child, but she didn't like it. She gave up after learning it for less than half a year and switched to piano. She still has some eyesight, and she can see the novelty of this painting at a glance. It's still immature, but the novelty and spirituality in it are precious. Some painters who have painted for decades can't paint a spiritual painting!

"This is eyebrow painting? Ouch, why is my goddaughter so good?"

Zhao Yingnan hugged Wu Mei and gave him a heavy kiss. It could be seen that she was really happy for Wu Mei, and Papa Bear had the same expression, and he was even more impressed with Wu Mei. She originally thought that Xiong Mumu said that Wu Mei had a talent for painting. It's funny, but now it seems that he is indeed watching people through the cracks of the door.

Wu Mei's talent is no small matter!

"Godmother, this painting is broken, shall I repaint it?"

Wu Mei was very embarrassed, it was all wrinkled and dried, and no matter how you looked at it, it was dazzling.

Of course, Zhao Yingnan noticed the damage of the painting, and was waiting for Wu Mei to take the initiative to talk about it, and asked what was going on. Xiong Mumu said it first, the silver bracelet was stolen, and the painting was destroyed. Of course, Qiuqiu was hidden, and they only said that they went down and found it.

"No wonder it took you so long to get the wine bill. Who would steal some worthless silver jewelry?" Zhao Yingnan said to himself, but he was more satisfied with Wumei.

Not to mention whether silver jewelry is valuable, only the little girl's heart is more valuable than gold, and the painting that a thousand gold can't buy shows Wu Mei's sincerity everywhere.

Mr. Yan also took the painting carefully and looked at it carefully, and nodded his head from time to time. It can be seen that he was also very satisfied with the painting, and he liked Wu Mei a little more, and said to Wu Zhengsi, "This painting of Mei Mei is very good. If there is a famous teacher to point out, maybe it will be able to form its own faction in the future!"

The old man himself is good at painting and calligraphy. His words have more weight than Zhao Yingnan's. Wu Zhengsi is awe-inspiring, but he seriously thinks about Wu Mei's learning to paint. The temptation of his own party is too great.

Whether it's calligraphy or painting, the most fearful thing is that you don't have your own style. You can imitate famous works in the early stage, but after a long time, you must have your own style. .

Wu Mei already has his own style at a young age, which is stronger than many others. If he is trained well, it is not impossible for him to become famous!

How radiant his face is!

Although Wu Zhengsi was already moved, he didn't show it. Now there are more important things to do. The things in the house were stolen for no reason. This is not a trivial matter.

"Meimei, are you sure you put things in the drawer?" Wu Zhengsi asked.

Wu Mei nodded affirmatively, and Xiong Mumu said, "I saw Meimei put it on, you see, this is the bracelet that Meimei gave me, doesn't it look good?"

He raised his wrist and shook it. The polished silver bracelet gleamed under the incandescent light, and the pattern was even more mysterious. He immediately grabbed Zhao Yingnan's eyeball. He took off the bracelet and put it on his hand.

"I'm better looking than you, I've collected it!" Zhao Yingnan shook his hand with satisfaction, much more stylish than the Jinliuzi she was wearing temporarily.

"Dad, you've become a robber if you don't care about your wife. Mom, give it back to me. What Meimei gave you is prettier than mine, and you don't want to lose your share of robbing a child!"

Xiong Mumu robbed several times but failed to grab it, and stared at his father and mother in grief and indignation. Eight zero sweet wife