Zhao Guangran really can’t understand what those two little brats find so good about painting. Anyway, in his opinion, painting one piece a month is good enough. Is it necessary to paint every day?
Don’t they know how heavy their daily painting tasks are? And when it cos to painting for these two little brats, where’s the ti?
Don’t they know that ever since they were born, his status has been constantly declining?
God knows, Zhao Guangran even thinks he’s the lowest in the family hierarchy. Anyone can bully him in various ways?
Even babies who can’t talk bully him, it’s unbearably wicked.
Of course, there’s also Gong Ruini’s influence. If it weren’t for her involvent, would things have developed like this?
Every ti Gong Ruini does sothing new, the only unlucky one besides him is still him.
Hua Miaozhu thinks this idea of Gong Ruini is all sorts of great. Although she believes pictures drawn with pencil are sowhat unconventional, she, having received Western education, can still barely accept it.
The most important thing is that the speed and quality of Gong Ruini’s drawing have been gradually improving. Looking at the recent pictures Gong Ruini drew for the two children, Hua Miaozhu can truly see Gong Ruini’s progress.
It seems sketching really has significant benefits for improving soone’s drawing skills.
"Guangran, from now on, you should join them in drawing too," Hua Miaozhu said, thinking that her grandson shouldn’t always be allowed to be this lazy.
If there’s truly no talent, it’s fine, but he’s not without talent. It’s just that besides completing tasks, he’s too lazy to work, and Hua Miaozhu knows well that her grandson has previously complained that drawing is exhausting.
Hua Miaozhu used to think Zhao Xuran’s occasional quizzes were a bit cruel to Zhao Guangran, but now Hua Miaozhu wholeheartedly supports this action.
"Ah, really?" Zhao Guangran was dumbfounded. No matter how Zhan Jing viewed him, he could always play dumb. In his mind, as long as Grandma didn’t force him, it was fine.
He never expected Grandma to get involved. Isn’t this trying to push him to the brink?
Zhao Guangran quickly regained composure. He thought it best to agree to this first, and whether he truly does it would depend on his mood.
Grandma is truly a soft-hearted person. If he pleads just a little, he would surely get through this. Zhao Guangran was quite confident about this.
Zhan Jing was quite helpless. Luckily, with Zhao Xuran, their eldest son staying diligent with various tasks, as parents they were completely at ease, but the situation was different with their youngest son.
Zhan Jing is really skeptical about Hua Miaozhu putting pressure on Zhao Guangran so suddenly; their youngest son has sweet words for anything to do with him.
To be honest, Zhan Jing and his wife have discussed many tis and can’t figure out why they have a son like this. Although neither of them is one to say sweet things often, how did they end up with a son like this?
"Don’t get any crooked thoughts. I think your brother’s proposed quiz is quite suitable. From today on, we will also start," Hua Miaozhu used to think Zhao Guangran with his rolling eyes looked clever.
Now no matter how she looks, she feels this kid is finding ways to shirk, making Hua Miaozhu feel a bit annoyed.
Hua Miaozhu knows there are opinions about her daughter’s approach to this grandson’s education, but alas, it seems she does pamper this child a little.
Ah ah ah, surely not, but Zhao Guangran quickly cald down. There is no correct answer in drawing; as long as Grandma relaxes a bit, it’s easy for him to pass.
"We’ll let everyone judge then. If your drawing isn’t as good as your brother’s or Ruiwen’s, just wait to be punished." Even though those two haven’t invested much in drawing, they still draw better than Zhao Guangran without much pressure, making this kid not take it seriously.
Since this kid won’t move without being pressured, let’s give him pressure.
Surely not, Zhao Guangran was dumbfounded. Is this still his grandma, how co she’s even giving him pressure?
Zhao Guangran even wanted to pounce on Hua Miaozhu saying Grandma doesn’t like him in various ways.
Just before he acted, he found he couldn’t move, as if soone had held him back.
"Grandma, I agree with this proposal." His grandma was finally imposing strict demands on Guangran. Of course, Zhao Xuran was in full support.
Ah ah, brother, brother, you don’t love your younger brother. Zhao Guangran gazed at Zhao Xuran pitifully.
Tsk tsk, with tears in his eyes, but stubbornly wouldn’t let them fall. It’s truly a pity this kid doesn’t go into acting; such young age with such great acting skills. Who knows after a few years of refinent, with more experience, will he beco an acting emperor?
Considering this, Gong Ruini thought it’s not impossible. Zhao Guangran actually has a bit of a pretty-boy charm, backed by the powerful background of Shiyu Hall. Even though Shiyu Hall doesn’t believe in interference in entertainnt affairs, generally, no one would dare easily offend Zhao Guangran.
Hold on, was there any news about the second young master of Shiyu Hall in the previous life? Gong Ruini thought hard but couldn’t rember, the eldest, third, and fourth young masters often appeared in reports, but with this second young master, not a word was ntioned.
It feels like this person was either expelled from the Zhao Family or was the result of an early demise. But looking at Zhao Guangran’s face, he doesn’t seem to have a dood fate. Sigh, it’s really hard to fathom, matters of the affluent are beyond the knowledge of a little nobody like her.
He was dumbfounded, sigh; one after another doesn’t like him, this status, "I understand."
Humph, it’s just painting. When I didn’t exert my prowess, you all thought my painting wasn’t good, just a few paintings, Zhao Guangran refused to believe he would paint poorly.
"In any case, I will definitely perform well."
"I will surely surprise all of you." He must let Grandma and the others know that it’s not that he paints poorly but rely doesn’t want to show off; he intends others to shine instead.
Now that they are unappreciative in various ways, Zhao Guangran sees no need to continue hiding and must astonish them.
"Brother Ruiwen, watch out; at that ti, you might not paint better than ." Zhao Guangran malicefully challenges Gong Ruwen.
The honest and kind Gong Ruwen, being the older brother, wouldn’t quarrel with Zhao Guangran, laughed silently without comnt.
The sa words were not forgotten by Zhao Guangran to tell Zhao Xuran, humph, let you, the older brother, lose face, let you regret it in various ways.
Zhao Xuran laughed coldly a few tis, "It’s normal that you paint better than . You’ve followed Grandma to learn painting longer, and you have more drawing assignnts than ."
Zhao Xuran really doesn’t understand how his foolish younger brother’s mind works, how could he say such obviously sarcastic words?
Could it be the recent absence of Gong Ruini’s teasing him that caused the ntality of his foolish younger brother to regress?
Zhao Xuran thinks he needs to talk to Gong Ruini, let her continue teasing his younger brother, at least not letting his brother’s mind get wasted.
Yaw yaw yaw, these words are too stern, is there a need to say them? Can’t let his younger brother beam a bit?
Gong Ruini’s heart is joyous, but she also wouldn’t pity Zhao Guangran, that kid simply walked into place to be ridiculed by Zhao Xuran.
Especially as he also didn’t forget to challenge his good brother. Gong Ruini knows Gong Ruwen tolerates Zhao Guangran for other reasons, but surely there’s no need to give Zhao Guangran a pedestal; this person is really not kind, with a hugely bad conscience.
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