Fudo thought about it for a long time and said: "the prince's painting has a rigorous structure, a round and smooth brush, elegant and elegant colors, vigorous spirit and smooth ink. It is natural, solid and flexible! It's the best of these pictures

A call to say, Fuduo feel a lifetime of knowledge are hollowed out.

Lin Qingyang and LAN Yinger look at fuduoduo sympathetically. It's hard for her to say so many exquisite idioms even if she hasn't read a book.

Xiao Xiaoliu looked at Fu Duoduo and asked in a low voice, "Duoduo, is your conscience not painful?"

"Conscience?" Fuduoduo patted his chest, ha ha, with a dry smile, "my conscience is well! If you don't believe it, it dances happily! "

All of you: --

Fuduo finished, covered his heart, turned his back and threw himself into Shen Xu's arms. Ouch, Ma Ye is so painful!

All of you: --

Fuduoduo slowed for two seconds, then immediately turned around. She held up the painting made by the eldest prince and said in a loud voice: "I announce! Most like our flower girl's painting, it was painted by the prince! "

Lin Qingyang and LAN Ying'er look at each other and sigh.

Fuduo patted the prince's painting in front of Xiao Xiaoliu and said, "Xiao Xiaoliu, you also learn from your elder brother! Look at other people's more appropriate theme, which is like you abandon yourself and hand in the blank paper directly, you students should be killed in my place! "

Xiao Xiaoliu simply covered his ears, did not listen, Wang Ba chanted scriptures!

Fuduoduo sneered: "rotten wood can't be carved!"

The prince's words were put on the table. He stared at the painting thoughtfully for a few seconds and looked at Fuduo deeply. "Do you really think that the prince's painting is good?"

Fuduo choked.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Fuduo's mind.

It is said that the negative personality is the result of too much pressure on a normal person, and the pressure usually comes from not being recognized by relatives and falling into self doubt.

In other words, negative personality is actually a bad child who is eager to be recognized.

Fudo thought of this, grinned and nodded: "yes! I said that if you draw well, you draw well! Is it Shen Xu? Is it Xiao Liu? Brother Qingyang? And Ying'er

Several people heard the color of fuduoshi and nodded.

After hesitating, LAN Ying'er pursed her lips carefully. "I've been painting since I was a child. The style of the eldest prince's painting is very unique and bright. For the first time, I saw someone who could make a painting so beautiful. It's very novel yes! It's very attractive

With these words, LAN Ying'er's good heart hurts.

Lin Qingyang distressed to hold his wife, coax a bad tempered Prince really not easy.

The big prince listened to Lan Ying son's words, the eyebrow center gradually emerge a touch of pleasure, he evil evil of hook up a side lip Cape, hang Mou to see toward the ground, don't know what to think.

Fuduo see him so, light call a: "big prince?"

The prince didn't respond. He seemed to fall into a self world. People couldn't see what he was thinking and didn't dare to wake him up.

Fuduo pulls Shen Xu's clothes. What's the matter?

Shen Xu took his hand and motioned to her to be calm. The eldest prince is not a normal person. It is normal to do something abnormal.

After a while, the prince woke up like a dream. He suddenly got up and ran out of the courtyard with the painting.

Fuduo was surprised, "eh? What's he doing? "

Xiao Xiaoliu gets up languidly. He yawns and goes to the door helplessly. He has to follow the big prince to avoid causing trouble. Now the third prince is staring at him!

"Gone!" Xiao Xiaoliu greets Fu Duoduo and uses his lightness skill to chase the prince.

Fuduoduo shook his head. It's good to have lightness skill. When will she learn from Lao yunkong.

As soon as the prince left, Fuduo finished watching him. He turned around and saw that LAN Rushuang and others were still standing in the yard. Did the girl slip away while they were playing?

LAN Rushun didn't plan to leave. Fuduo and the prince's painting made her angry.

"But my cousin is finished?" With a soft smile, she squatted down and poured a cup of tea. She walked to fuduoduo and offered the tea to fuduoduo.

The tea has been cold for a long time.