Chapter 397

These photos were taken when I was at Disney. Some were taken with the help of the staff, and some were taken by Wen Xiaowan.

Originally, he planned to use it in the preparation of the project, so he saved a lot on the mobile phone.

Qi Jingxuan looked at the photo and said that he was very excited. After all, this shows that Qi Beichen loves him.

Wen Kuai Wan was stunned at first, then nodded slightly: "it's OK."

"How are you doing?" Suddenly he asked Wen Kuai Wan.

A face of doting.

Qi Beichen tactfully touched his head.

Qi Jingxuan suddenly got into Qi Beichen's arms, with a shy face: "Dad is better than bang bang. "There is worship in Qi Beichen's eyes.

Wen Xiaowan smiles more and shrugs, "Simon's painting is good."

Now Qi Jingxuan is full of love for painting, but he is interested in cultivating him.

When he was a child, he also loved painting very much. It was just that kind of inexplicable fun. Later, he didn't cultivate it very much, but his talent was always in primary school and junior high school. But later, the whole thing changed and he didn't like it very much.

Qi Beichen is praised, the mood is very happy, low-key next: "for a long time not to write.". "

but she knows that Qi Jingxuan is only 4 years old, and even if she has talent, she can't draw such a painting.

As soon as Wen Kuai Wan saw the two little characters in the painting, he knew that they were Qi Jingxuan and Xiao Yu, and expressed their main characteristics, such as Qi Jingxuan's curly hair and Xiao Yu's dimples.

She didn't feel embarrassed when she was found. Instead, she walked over and first looked at the painting. Then she looked at Qi Beichen's line of sight and said with a smile: "Mr. Qi's painting level is so high!"

Qi Beichen side head, see Wen Kuai evening smile to sing to stand at the door to look at them.

Until their last dust settled, Qi Jingxuan excitedly turned his head to praise Qi Beichen, but as soon as he turned his head, Wen's pretty figure fell into his sight, and he excitedly called out: "Mommy!"

For a long time.

She was deeply attracted by the picture.

In particular, Qi Jingxuan small each in Qi Beichen's arms, his big palm holding his small hand, stroke by stroke, very seriously to paint the simple people on the drawing board.

The picture you see is a picture of a father and a son concentrating on painting under the warm incandescent lamp.

When Wen Kuai came out of other rooms in the evening, he looked at the bedroom. There was no one in it. He thought that he might not have finished painting, so he went to the study.

Three hours passed without knowing it.

Later, they painted and made the final correction.

Qi Beichen is still satisfied, Mo Sha chin, slightly nodded, but looked at him or revised.

Later, he rolled up his sleeve and did a good job. Qi Beichen wanted to brush his hands and was eager to try. He quickly picked up the brush and drew the outline under Qi Beichen's gaze by virtue of his talent and what Qi Beichen had just said.

Qi Beichen takes a cursory look and nods: "OK"

it's a picture taken by Wen Kuai Wan that he and Xiao Yu laugh together. He says to Qi Beichen, "Dad wants this more than me, I want to draw this!"

He picked one at random.

Tomorrow is just the beginning of the third issue, but it will be broadcast during the Spring Festival. It doesn't matter!

"Well, you can take Simon back to bed first. I'm working for a while." He nodded, pushed Qi Jingxuan to Wen Kuai Wan, then sat back in his position and began to read the documents.

Wen Kuai Wan looked at a pile of documents on his desk, and suddenly he was in debt. After all, he felt that it was his afternoon business that was dragging him down. Before he left, he gently told him: "go to bed early."