Become A Dad After Becoming Invincible

Chapter 67

Seeing the extremely warm Lin Hao and Ruirui, everyone present fell silent.

They seemed to be infected by such warmth, and they all looked at Ruirui and Lin Hao with envy.

This father and daughter!

Really happy!!

"Ruirui, good boy, this is just a random painting by Daddy. It's okay!"

Lin Hao knew very well that Ruirui must have been infected by the artistic conception in the painting.

Although that kind of artistic conception is difficult to describe, anyone who has seen this painting will definitely be affected.

This is Lin Hao!

This is the painting he painted!

Every piece of work that comes out can make countless people crazy and shocked!

Qin Rong looked at the painting in front of him. Although it was Lin Hao and Ruirui, he still drooled and tasted the painting carefully, especially Lin Hao's rich brushwork and the kind of painting. The structure has simply reached the point of perfection.

The people in the painting are vivid and lifelike, as if their souls have been injected into them.

"Haha 27 ha~! From now on, I will also own a painting of that little bastard named Lin. Let's see who dares to sneer in front of me!"

Qin Rong licked his slightly dry lips and thought with great joy.

At the same time, when he looked at Lin Hao, he was full of expectation.

"You little bastard named Lin, how about... how about you take advantage of this elegance and paint another one for me?"

“I don’t want to draw anymore!”

Lin Hao shook his head slightly and refused.

"No, I... I still have a bottle of Wuliangye that has been treasured for more than thirty years. It is still buried in the wine cellar. Only I know where it is. If you draw it, how about I take it out and give it to you in a moment?" "

Lin Hao was slightly surprised that Qin Rong, a stingy old guy, actually collected such fine wine, and his throat suddenly rolled.

Seeing Lin Hao's expression, Qin Rong knew there was something going on and immediately continued to seduce him.

"Really! You see, painting a painting is as simple as drinking a glass of water, but I have to pay for a jar of Wuliangye that has been collected for more than 30 years. You don't agree with the deal that I've made?

"Also, you can take as many of my crappy things as you want!"

Seeing that Lin Hao was still a little hesitant, Qin Rong pointed to some antique toys placed not far away and continued to seduce.

After a moment of silence, Lin Hao slowly walked around the field.

"Those craps of yours have no value to me at all. Let's just use that jar of Wuliangye. What if I draw another one for you?"

Lin Hao smiled and agreed.

It has to be said that Lin Hao is very fond of wine, especially some fine wines that are still soaked in water.

"Hehe~! No problem, no problem, I'll get it when you finish the drawing!"

Qin Rong rubbed his hands and smiled.

"Don't laugh so disgustingly, you're almost going to scatter my inspiration!"

Seeing Qin Rong laughing so disgustingly, Lin Hao shuddered and cursed with a smile.

"What the hell...! Okay, okay, I won't laugh if I don't laugh!"

Qin Rong's bad temper almost broke out again, but after seeing Lin Hao's half-smiling expression, he immediately withered and said flatteringly.

"Ruirui, be good, come down first and wait for daddy to draw a picture for Grandpa Ruirui Qin!"

Lin Hao gently put Ruirui down, rubbed the latter's little head, and said with a smile.

"Okay, that's fine too!"

But what Lin Hao didn't expect was that before Ruirui said this, a cunning look flashed in her eyes, like a bad kid who had thought of some plan.

Ruirui then climbed onto Yun Mengqi's body and let the latter hold her, waiting for Lin Hao to paint.

This time, Lin Hao habitually closed his eyes and thought about it for a while before painting.

Find inspiration in your mind and then start painting.

Still no pause, still no sloppiness.

But the order of weight and weight, the pen should be heavy when it should be heavy, and the pen should be light when it should be, there is absolutely no mistake in painting.

Those cool movements and expressions made Yun Mengqi and Qin Xin's beautiful eyes sparkle with different looks.

Lin Hao when painting, not only looks handsome!

Moreover, the unearthly temperament on his body is even more charming, like a bottomless pit, which can attract them and make them unable to look away. It is full of charm.

This time, since what Lin Hao sketched was a landscape painting, it took a little longer.

After about twenty minutes, Lin Hao put down the pen tip.

He came to the side and picked up a bowl of water, put it in his mouth, and sprayed it towards the painting.

Pfft~!

The clear water falls evenly on the painting like a waterfall.

"Done~!"

After doing this, Lin Hao nodded with satisfaction.

But he didn't notice that when he said these words, everyone around him was shocked.

They stared blankly at the words drawn by Lin Hao, as if their souls had all left their bodies and entered the king's body.

I saw that what Lin Hao painted was landscape painting.

The majestic mountains reaching into the clouds and the many mountains seem to outline a mysterious formation, which is mysterious and inexplicable.

In the mountains, huge trees rise from the ground, looking gloomy and gloomy. Even every green leaf is clearly visible, and there is no sense of violation in the overall look.

Not only that, at the foot of the mountain, 827 is a huge lake.

That way, it's as if the lake is surrounded by mountains and supported by mountains, like stars holding the moon.

In the lake, there are only blooming water lilies.

There are also several white cranes spreading their wings and soaring, or fluttering on the lake. Each one is lifelike, as if it is a living creature.

When seeing this painting, everyone felt that they were immersed in it.

In front of me is the landscape and the crane!

Their souls are swimming in the painting, and their souls are as if they are washing in the lake in the painting.

"God... Godly painting!!!"

Qin Rong looked at the painting, clicked his lips, and murmured in shock.

His eyes exuded dazzling light and he quickly came to the painting.

"This...this is my painting!!"

Then, with lightning speed, he quickly picked up the painting, fearing that it would be taken away the next moment.

In response, Lin Hao and others were instantly speechless.

Is it possible that someone else will steal your painting?

Do you need to be so vigilant?

But Lin Hao did not expect that this painting was really too precious to Qin Rong. This kind of painting could no longer be described as a painting. It would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a world in the painting, because the painting was a perfect world. .