Become A Dad After Becoming Invincible

Chapter 66

"It seems that Old Man Qin is really depressed. Even painting can't calm his anger!"

Glancing at Qin Zhen, who had a bruised nose and face, Lin Hao suddenly discovered that in the room where Qin Rong was just now, there was a large piece of rice paper about 2 meters long and 1 meter wide.

The outline of a mountain and a lake were roughly drawn on it, with a hint of the mountain's reflection appearing on it.

But it can be clearly discovered that this painting has just been started, and the ink on it has not yet dried.

It was obviously painted by Old Man Qin just now when he was cultivating himself.

Seeing this, Lin Hao's eyes flashed with a smile.

"Old man Qin! Have you calmed down?"

"snort!"

Qin Rong snorted coldly towards Lin Hao to show his dissatisfaction.

"While I'm feeling a bit fancy today, I'll make you a painting!"

When Lin Hao finished saying "717", the whole place fell into a deathly silence.

Especially Qin Rong, his eyes were bright and he stared at Lin Hao, as if full of disbelief.

"Um... you little bastard named Lin, are you sure you're not joking? You will be punished by God for cheating on my old man's feelings."

In response, Lin Hao glanced at Qin Rong speechlessly.

"Am I kidding? If I paint you a painting, I will paint you a painting! Consider it as compensation for you!"

"Okay, okay! As long as you give it to me... Oh no, I'll make a painting, then the past grudges will be wiped out, and I will never blame you!"

Qin Rong rubbed his hands and smiled excitedly.

Regarding Lin Hao’s painting quality...

If Qin Rong were asked to evaluate it, he wouldn't be able to do so, because he didn't think anyone in the world could draw that kind of work.

His paintings are definitely the most top-notch and most rare paintings in the world.

But it is a pity that Lin Hao rarely draws. Even Old Man Qin, who begged countless times before, was rejected by Lin Hao because he had no inspiration.

So when he heard that Lin Hao was going to draw him a painting, Mr. Qin's eyes lit up with excitement.

As long as Lin Hao gives him a painting, let alone the precious tea set, there will be no problem even if the house is burned down.

"Wow wow wow~! Daddy wants to draw, Daddy wants to draw!"

Even Ruirui was excited when she heard Lin Hao's words. She threw herself on Lin Hao and gave Lin Hao's cheek a few mouthfuls.

Looks very excited and excited!

"Ruirui, can you help daddy?"

"Okay, with Ruirui's help, Dad will definitely be able to draw a masterpiece!"

Lin Hao rubbed Ruirui's little head and said with a smile.

"Hehe~!"

After receiving Lin Hao's praise, Ruirui smiled foolishly, her eyes narrowed into a crescent shape.

As for the others, especially Qin Xin and Yun Mengqi, both women smiled like Yan and looked at Lin Hao infatuatedly, their eyes revealing tenderness.

"Lisa (Lin Shao), Qida Nida praises you (looking forward to your performance)!"

Even Qin Zhen, who couldn't even speak a word, said with expectation at this time.

Then he continued to cover his wounds and moan.

"If you can't speak clearly, just shut your mouth. It's really uncomfortable to hear!"

Qin Rong glared at Qin Zhen angrily and shouted in a deep voice.

Qin Zhen was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly, shut up and did not dare to speak anymore.

"Damn old man! You didn't beat me like this, oh, it hurts me to death!"

But in his heart, Qin Yuan was still here.

In this way, several people quickly entered the room, looking at Lin Hao expectantly, waiting for his painting to begin.

Lin Hao picked up the brush beside him and polished it silently for a moment, but his mind was racing rapidly.

One scene after another passed through my mind.

He was thinking about what he wanted to draw.

"Yes!"

Suddenly, a light flashed in Lin Hao's mind.

Hands up and pen down!

The pen tip is flying and beating.

It's like performing the most beautiful dance, making people immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

The artistic sense is overwhelming.

Even Qin Rong and others were stunned.

There is no pause, no hesitation, and every stroke is so coherent that it is difficult to imagine that he is painting instead of ghostly drawing symbols.

As Lin Hao's pen tip flew, a faint outline began to appear.

Then it slowly became clearer and more vivid.

It’s as if this painting is about to come alive...

After a long time, Lin Hao finally stopped and everyone looked over.

You will find that this is a figure painting.

There are only two people in the painting. If you look closely, they are exactly the templates for Lin Hao and Ruirui.

In the painting, Lin Hao is holding Ruirui, standing on the edge of the cliff, and Yao is looking at the sea. It seems that there is infinite scenery and beauty there, which makes them linger and stop and watch.

What I saw was Lin Hao's side face and Ruirui's smiling face.

From the structure to the clarity of the entire painting, everything appears to be pretty and subtle.

It even outlines the naughty color of Ruirui in reality. It can be called a god-level painting!

Not only that, even the sea breeze, which is the most difficult to outline, was painted by Lin Hao, especially the Rui Rui in his arms, with the corners of their skirts fluttering in the wind. They held their heads high, as if they were enjoying the baptism of the sea breeze.

Such a wonderful painting!

It was absolutely unique in the world, something they had never seen before.

"Gulu~!"

At the scene, I don't know who swallowed secretly, but they could still make two clear sounds.

"So scary!!"

Qin Rong's throat was dry as he looked at the painting with a trace of ink stains, and he was a little lost in thought.

Although I don’t understand why Lin Hao painted such a painting, this painting definitely reversed his imagination and broadened his vision of the South-South Road 5.7.

For a moment, even Qin Rong couldn't find any words to praise or praise this painting.

"Daddy, daddy! Ruirui wants a hug!!"

After Lin Hao put the brush aside, Ruirui looked at Lin Hao with tears in her eyes, opened her hands and said coquettishly.

Although it is impossible to feel the mysterious artistic conception from the painting, it does not hinder Ruirui's excitement.

"Silly Ruirui! What's wrong?"

Lin Hao took one look at the painting he had made, nodded with satisfaction, then picked up Ruirui and asked with a smile.

"I don't know, but Ruirui suddenly feels a little sad and wants to hug daddy!!"

As she talked, Ruirui buried her little head in Lin Hao's arms, enjoying the warmth.

PS: Brothers, the plot has begun to unfold!!! It’s so exciting and not to be missed!!!