"Zhou Xiaoxiao, what are you drawing? Can you tell me?”At this moment, Qin Fangyi walked to the side of a little girl. Looking at the painting she was drawing, she could not remain calm.
Was this a painting?
Qin Fangyi was stunned by Zhou Xiaoxiao's drawing.
On the drawing paper, there was a picture of a dog that didn't look like a dog, a wolf that didn't look like a wolf!
"Teacher, I drew Hui Tai Lang!”Zhou Xiaoxiao completely ignored Qin Fangyi and immersed herself in the world of painting. She believed that she would definitely be an outstanding painter when she grew up.
"Is this Gray Wolf?" Qin Fangyi almost lost her balance.
"Luo Xiaoyong, what are you drawing?”Qin Fangyi walked to a little boy's desk and took a closer look.
"Teacher, I drew a turtle!"
"This is Little Turtle, boss." The little boy said excitedly.
"Turtle head? " Eh?" Qin Fangyi's face was filled with black lines. These were all brats!
What did he draw? What did he not look like?
In his class, there were no particularly outstanding children with high intelligence. There were no children with great talent and aptitude. He did not even want to put in all his effort to nurture them.
"Yes!" Suddenly, Qin Fangyi's gaze fell on Yang Ning. She realized that this little brat was sleeping on the desk.
Didn't you say you were first in class?
Didn't you say that you wanted to kiss your teacher?
Although the other children did not draw well, they treated it very seriously. This was their attitude!
Attitudes were the foundation of success!
You're the one who's sleeping on the desk.
Qin Fangyi was instantly enraged. She walked up to Yang Ning.
However, when she saw the drawing paper on Yang Ning's desk, she was stunned.
"This..." Qin Fangyi was dumbfounded.
He was even stunned.
She couldn't believe that this was drawn by Yang Ning. This sketch was drawn by a five-year-old child.
This sketch was too vivid!
On the painting was a beautiful figure.
And this figure was actually him.
This painting was stunning at first glance!
Upon closer inspection, it looked exactly like him, as if it was carved out of the same mold!
Whether it was his expression, his movements, or his nimbleness, it was as if he had a life of his own. This was the life that the brush had given him, and it was even more shocking!
On the right side of the sketch, there was a line of words: In that life, I turned mountains, rivers, and pagodas, not to cultivate the afterlife, but to meet you on the way
The strokes were sharp and sharp, and the force of the brush was like the plucking of a pine tree. It had a kind of imposing manner. It was a calligraphy stroke that could only be achieved after countless experiences and copying.
Qin Fangyi couldn't believe that this was Yang Ning's doing!
Such handwriting, such a sketch, no matter what, was at the level of a master. Yang Ning, a five-year-old kid, was actually able to draw it.
Could it be that Yang Ning, this little brat, already had the strength of a world-class calligraphy and painting master?
Qin Fangyi did not believe it!
It was impossible for such a freak to appear in her class. Moreover, he was only five years old.
"In that life, I turned mountains, rivers, and pagodas not to cultivate the afterlife, but to meet you on the way."
"It's really well written!"
"What has this little guy experienced?”Qin Fangyi glanced at Yang Ning, who was sprawled on the desk. Her mind was filled with thoughts. If this sketch was really done by Yang Ning, it would be too scary.
It was a miracle that a little kid could write such a literary and affectionate sentence.
"Yang Ning, wake up!" Qin Fangyi hesitated for a moment, then nudged Yang Ning's small body and realized that he was not awake.
"This little guy can't be doing this on purpose, right?”Qin Fangyi smiled and knocked on the desk.
"Hmm?"
"Teacher, is class over?" Yang Ning slowly opened her eyes and rubbed them. Thinking that class was over, her tender face was flushed red and looked extremely cute.
"Yang Ning, tell me, did you draw this sketch?”Qin Fangyi took a deep breath and asked seriously.
She carefully observed Yang Ning's expression.
"I drew it!" Yang Ning tilted her head as if she had just woken up.
"Then this sentence was also written by you!" Qin Fangyi continued to ask.
"Yes, sir!" Yang Ning shook his cute little head. He couldn't help but admire himself as he looked at the sentence that he had written.
"You really wrote it!" Qin Fangyi's heart skipped a beat, and her face was filled with joy.
Heavens!
There was actually a child prodigy in her class.
A five-year-old child prodigy!
This sketch could be said to be a masterpiece. The self in the painting was lifelike and gave life. It was as if he had walked out of the painting.
Especially Yang Ning's words, the strokes were sharp, vigorous and powerful, giving off an imposing aura.
Moreover, with Yang Ning's intelligence and the temperament of a child, how could she write such a beautiful poem?
In that life, I turned mountains, rivers, and pagodas, not to cultivate the afterlife, but to meet you on the way
What kind of experience and what kind of past was needed to write such an intoxicating poem?
"Yang Ning, is this the sketch you gave to Teacher?”Qin Fangyi suppressed the excitement in her heart. If the kindergarten's leaders knew about this sketch, it would definitely cause a commotion.
This was a sketch comparable to a calligraphy master!
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