Although Xinxin was comforted, she was still full of regret when she looked at the broken painting.

Shen Chong thought about it and prepared to repaint according to Xinxin's, but he lacked confidence.

Although he remembered it clearly and was also a very qualified painter, it might be okay to replicate realistic oil paintings, but it would be even more difficult for him to completely replicate watercolor paintings written by his children.

The hardest thing to draw is imagination, and even more difficult to integrate your mood into the painting environment. Xinxin has done it.

It is difficult for Shen Chong, a painter, to integrate Xinxin's mood at that time. Even if the painting looks exactly the same, it lacks soul.

Feng Chuxue walked over at this time, squatted down and said, "Xinxin, do you want to draw it well for you? It's guaranteed to be exactly the same."

Xinxin couldn't believe it, "Really? It's exactly the same?"

Feng Chuxue smiled so much that her eyes were crescent-shaped, "Yeah!"

Shen Chong didn't believe it either, "Boss Chuxue, don't make any promises."

Feng Chuxue snatched two paintings from him, "I'm professional! I might not have confidence a month ago. Now, let's see mine!"

Shen Chong raised his eyebrows calmly, and she actually said it directly?

After hearing what she said, not only did her temperament change, but her painting skills have also improved by leaps and bounds within a month?

Xinxin pulled the stool and sat behind Feng Chuxue to watch the young lady drawing strokes, her mouth wider and wider.

She couldn't remember exactly how she drew it just now, but the order of the young lady's coloring seemed to be exactly the same as that of her just now?

Feng Chuxue was painting while talking to Shen Chong: "By the way, Lele's father turned around and called the police..."

Shen Chong waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, let him do it, it's a problem for you."

Feng Chuxue didn't care, "I'll refund him the tuition later and block him. I won't serve such people."

Shen Chong asked again, "Boss Chuxue, you just said that you didn't have confidence a month ago? Are you making such rapid progress?"

Feng Chuxue replied without thinking: "I also find it strange. During this period, I seem to have a new understanding of color and composition every day. It seems that everything looks colorful. I have also visited a psychologist, and the doctor said I am not sick."

"Dad! Don't disturb my sister's painting!"

Xinxin is anxious about her own painting.

Shen Chong shut up decisively.

Next, he could probably understand how the look of worshipping gods came from when everyone in the Science and Information Office looked at him.

Boss Chuxue’s painting skills are really scary and amazing!

She completely copied Xinxin's paintings, from the brushwork structure, to the subtle changes at the end of the brush, to the gradient of two or several different colors stacked together.

As she promised, exactly the same.

Even Shen Yun has been completely replicated.
Chapter completed!