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Fifty past four p.m. Friday, Yang Yi with other kids from school to wait for the parents, came early to the door Huijia elementary school. Today, however, Yang Yi Xi Xi to guide us up the painting, so he did not just waiting at the school gate.
Yang Yi casually with an excuse to do something registered in the guard there, they came in. Xi Xi Yang Yi classroom is very familiar with, hundreds of times he came to the classroom building where Xi Xi.
Yang Yi arrived, classroom also quiet, empty. But soon, as the bell rang, as if the whole campus boiling up, like, not for a while, every corner of the campus is full of all kinds of excited chattering.
The first grade classroom building, too, one just finished their interest courses children, soon emerged in the corridor.
There will be packed in bags before going on interest courses, a straight home after school, like Xi Xi sometimes will do so.
However, there are still many children in the class and then come back home, because there are several of the students clean the classroom duty tasks, they could fool anxious to run back, I want to hurry up and go home Saowan.
However, there is an adult outside the classroom how to stand?
First they look at the strange glances Yang Yi, then the sound down, muttering to talk with, he went to the back of the room to take the broom, shovel garbage.
Although they are very curious about Yang Yi's identity, but children of this age do not know Fish Leong, nor with unfamiliar adults initiative to speak of courage.
Of course, they do not remember last year when parents met Xi Xi's father, the age of the child, where it would have to remember these things?
Yang Yi afraid to scare these kids, but also with approachable smile, eyes swept from time to time those children who ran and look forward to hurry to see their little girl worried about that figure.
"Xin Er, Xin Er, we have to go! Even draw, can not go home!" Downstairs, a noise mixed in a lot of kids are captured in crisp sounds to Yang Yi, Yang Yi probe looked at, mouth gently tilt.
Sure enough, not for a while, Orchid on the Xi Xi and the two little girls to the library reading class ran up.
"Baba!" Xi Xi saw his father a look of surprise, the little girl never thought my father would come up so early, she screamed, happily rushed up, forced to cling to my father.
Orchid see Xi Xi and led a tall, burly adults come in the class, several sweeping the floor little boy suddenly Dengyuan eyes, looked somewhat nervous Yang Yi.
What time did not feel a glimpse of the outside, when the adults into the classroom, under a small space, his tall, burly figure, these little boys suddenly to a dreadful coercion!
They like to see a little cat big tiger, afraid to say a word ......
In the middle of the classroom there is a little girl was packing a bag, saw a scene, then a look of curiosity ran over, around conspire Xi Xi, Xiaoshengdiwen said: "Xi Xi, Who is this uncle? "
This little girl seems a good relationship with Xi Xi.
"This is my Baba ah!" Xi Xi chuckled, looks very bright mood, introduced the initiative,"Baba, this is Sin rain, we have to do blackboard together."
Du Yu Qian turned out to be this little girl.
Yang Yi smiled and nodded her head.
Du Yu Qian actually relatively surprised, eyes wide open, surprised and said: "?? You're Xi Xi's father drew Daddy Tinker Bell"
Uh, it seems a little problem on this issue logic.
......
Say for a moment of courtesy, Yang Yi Xi Xi can not wait will be delegated to the back of the classroom, Xi Xi, pointing to a large blackboard behind, eagerly waiting for my father to teach her to draw a good Tinker Bell.
Since this week, Xi Xi and his little friends at the blackboard touches down a lot of effort!
Now on the blackboard, has planned a number of areas, and have a beautiful lace sketched out, at least from the design, Yang Yi think these little girls doing is good!
One area already filled into the content, estimated yesterday Xi Xi painting when Tinker Bell, Yu Nanzhao help transcribe a poem, looked at Yang Yi, Yu found Nanzhao handwriting is not bad, a sum Juanxiu powerful written plans, with his father the great calligrapher Yi Yun South than it is still a big gap, but in the middle of the first-graders, can justifiably claim to stand out of existence!
And this poem is actually "Long Song", Yang Yi feel pretty fit behind the two of them children.
"These patterns are your own design? The idea is very good thing! Separates the content, so that the text does not appear to seem too messy, too many cool!" Yang Yi laughed with appreciation.
"This is Wei sister taught our third grade classes are so many painted it!" Xi Xi said, his eyes blinked a few times.
"This is my painting." Du Yu Qian could not help but broke in her hands a bit unreal at the blackboard, but also jump jump, gesturing to Yang Yi said.
"I have painted ah, I drew here." Orchid seeing, but also can not wait to take credit
"You are very powerful! Well done!" Yang Yi smiled and praise Road.
"But still have a little jingle, was really nice!" Xi Xi Duzhuoxiaozui bar, some said glumly.
Daddy do not just look ah! She has been waiting to make Tinker Bell draw out of it!
Yesterday painting, Xi Xi have been erased, and now the middle of the blackboard left a great blank, Xi Xi very eager to draw out early, so yesterday laughed at his own Doraemon ugly picture of little friends will be able to
Of their admiration!
"Come, come. You wait for Dad to get a thing!" Yang Yi smiled, walked back to the podium.
How to teach Xi Xi on a large chalkboard draw a good Tinker Bell? Yang Yi at home already considered this issue, I saw him from the podium, the teacher assigned to take over the school's junior Square wooden teaching aids.
Yang Yi see come up with such a great posture, not to mention Xi Xi, even the Orchid have a look of curiosity came over the crowd, as well as Du Yu Qian, just come and help the Nanzhao Yu, a few children are related in Yang Yi behind.
"Xi Xi, you want in on such a large blackboard, drawing a picture of a good time, we must learn composition." Yang Yi will set square press on the blackboard to do the blackboard, looked to one side, and said with a smile Xi Xi ,"To think, how are you in the correct proportions, the picture will move on the blackboard."
These terms, Xi Xi are they do not understand, my father looked at her a little confused, waiting for him to explain.
Fortunately, however, these principles, Xi Xi do not need to fully understand, and soon, she saw Daddy Tinker Bell to take over her copy with the original, gestures with her and said: "You see, this little jingle, it is not head, with the proportion of body almost? head here a little bit bigger, but it is not going too big? "
Xi Xi gently nodded, she understood this.
I saw Yang Yi again with the set square, a large blackboard in the middle of the space, gestures, holding a piece of chalk poked a little bit above the dotted line.
"We have this plan, this one area can draw Tinker Bell's head, of course, we are here to stay out of the position of the drawing bamboo dragonfly following this one, body painting, almost like the head space, that is, when you paint, can be a little painting smaller."
A little small, one dotted line, not for a while, intently watching his father operated Xi Xi, was surprised to see on the blackboard actually had a block can be filled into various parts of the region Tinker Bell, the father seems simply by decomposition, and gave her a picture of the very complex, broken down into a simple part!
Dad was amazing ah!
Xi Xi eyes shine, full of worship looked at my father.
"Look out of it?" Yang Yi Xi Xi turned his head to see the appearance, they know that their strategy has succeeded, he smiled and asked, "This painting is not a lot simpler?"
Xi Xi pleased nodded his little head.
However, next to the painting did not attend classes, not as Xi Xi Yu Qian Du grew up watching my father paint, Orchid, Yu Nanzhao they heard at a loss, confusion shook his head, muttered: "Can not see ...... "
Also, these children simply do not know how the composition, do not know how from the shape, take a step back frame to draw the complete shape, there is no way to see nature from these seemingly messy Yang Yi little bit and curve in the appearance of Tinker Bell.
"Can not see it does not matter, a little later Xi Xi draw it out, you will see the results." Yang Yi smiled and comforted them a bit.
Yang Yi move over an empty table, greeting: "Come on, Xi Xi, to draw up to you!"
Xi Xi some eager, there are some less confident, shy little girl looks a little two hands intertwined, twisted twisted body in place, spoiled wildly whisper: "? Baba, I painted it myself."
"Yes, you draw yourself! But looking at the side of my father, it will guide you to complete a good painting. Do not worry!" Said Yang Yi encouraged.
"Hee hee, all right!" Xi Xi heard my father say will guide beside himself, suddenly confidence back, she smiled sweetly with actively held out two small arms.
Usually she is stepping stool to step on the table to go painting, now father, where she also needs to be too much trouble?
I saw Yang Yi reached for a hug, the girl will be like a princess, being held, clouds in general to "fly" on the table.
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