Dressed as the only Omega in the Star Military Academy

Chapter 245: Change of Personality

Mother Lu agreed without any hesitation. A gentle and encouraging smile unconsciously appeared on her face, and her voice was soft and gentle.

It seemed as if he was worried that Lu Chihuan would be scared.

"Okay."

"Just go for it, honey. Mom will like it no matter how it turns out."

To know.

The child had never been so close to them before.

Now Lu Chihuan offered to help her repair the paint on her skirt. Lu's mother was so happy that she couldn't wait to refuse his request.

Not only that.

After the repair is completed.

No matter how Lu Chihuan repaired the skirt, she planned to praise Lu Chihuan and even wear the skirt out to show off.

This is——

The precious thoughts of their children.

Zhou's mother and Lu's mother looked at each other and began to search their minds for good words and sentences to praise.

Lu Chihuan heard this.

Instead, he showed a shy smile.

He walked towards a group of people who were painting and sketching not far away. No one knew what he said to them, but he borrowed brushes, paints and other things from them.

After borrowing something.

Lu Chihuan half-knelt down and reached out to pull the hem of Lu's mother's skirt to the side.

Suddenly.

The piece of cloth stained with paint had already appeared relatively flat in front of Lu Chihuan, making it easier to paint on the skirt.

Zhou's mother looked at it carefully.

She was worried that Lu Chihuan's hand would get sore from pulling the hem of her skirt with one hand.

So she planned to take over this job, but she didn't expect that before she could stretch out her hand, a bony hand had already taken a few steps ahead of her and took the hem of the skirt from Lu Chihuan's hand.

Mother Zhou took a closer look.

It turned out to be his own son Zhou Zhi.

Just now Zhou Zhi went to find the staff to get the seasonings and vegetables needed for the barbecue. No one knew when he came back. At this moment, he was half-squatting beside Lu Chihuan, holding the hem of his skirt, with a cold and distant look on his face.

It looks like a piece of ice that can't be warmed up.

however.

His pair of light grey eyes were fixed intently on Lu Chihuan. Their colour was deep and dark, like a whirlpool tens of thousands feet below in the deep sea.

A little careless...

It will swallow people up.

Mother Zhou gritted her teeth in displeasure.

Unfilial son!

Doesn't she even give the chance to get close to Huanhuan to her, her old mother? You know, she and Huanhuan can only see each other a few times in a year.

And Zhou Zhi and Huanhuan.

We meet often in Dunson Military Academy.

but now--

He wants to compete with me for this opportunity.

hateful.

Zhou's mother signaled to Zhou Zhi with her eyes to give up his seat to her, but Zhou Zhi lowered his head calmly, pretending that he didn't see anything.

cough.

Parental love is precious.

But love is more valuable.

He is just using this small opportunity to work hard to gain a greater opportunity to be together day and night in the future.

presumably.

My mother should be able to understand me.

Lu Chihuan was not aware of the dispute between Zhou Zhi and Zhou's mother. He carefully mixed the paints he needed on the palette, then dipped the brush in the paint and began to outline the paint stains on the hem of the skirt.

He drew very carefully.

Before I knew it, some sweat had started to form on the tip of my nose.

But at this moment Lu Chihuan didn't bother to wipe it. His pair of black eyes were calm and focused, just like a tranquil lake, occasionally rippling with light unconsciously, which was particularly eye-catching.

Mother Lu suddenly felt a little distressed.

While Lu Chihuan was dipping his brush in paint again, she quickly wiped the sweat off his face with a handkerchief.

This kid...

How can you be so honest?

After more than ten minutes, Lu Chihuan slowly put down his paintbrush.

He pursed his lips nervously.

Then he looked at Lu's mother expectantly and seriously, "Mom, I'm done."

"Take a look and see if you like it?"

Several people looked down.

Lu Chihuan used extremely gentle strokes to paint a bunch of lavender pansies on the hem of Lu's mother's skirt.

The violet is elegant and beautiful in shape, and not far away, in the area splashed with mottled paint, Lu Chihuan cleverly painted a few brightly colored butterflies.

They are dancing gracefully.

As if attracted by the scent of violets.

The colors of the whole picture are soft and bright, giving it a dreamy beauty. It also does not deviate from the original design style of the skirt on Lu's mother, and it does not look out of place at all when placed on top.

Even upon closer inspection.

You can also taste some natural wildness.

Zhou Zhi raised his eyebrows.

When he looked at Lu Chihuan, a faint smile flashed across his eyes, as if he was proud of it.

Lu's mother and Zhou's mother were even more surprised.

To know--

They were both prepared for Lu Chihuan to draw a mess.

However, what they didn't expect was.

The things Lu Chihuan draws are so beautiful.

Lu's mother and Zhou's mother are not professional art critics, so naturally they can't tell what techniques and methods are used in this painting, but for them.

The painting on the skirt had far exceeded their expectations.

"like!"

Mother Lu spoke hurriedly.

The joy in her eyes was so intense that it almost overflowed. At this moment, Lu's mother reached out her hand to touch the elegant violet on the hem of her skirt, but she was worried about damaging the painting, so she finally retracted her hand.

"Baby, you're so awesome!"

"Huanhuan baby, if you hadn't entered the Dunson Military Academy, you might have become a great painter in the future, the kind that could sell a painting for hundreds of thousands of star coins!"

"Why not let Huanhuan sign for us?"

"This is the autograph of a future great painter. You won't be able to buy it even if you want it!"

Being teased by Zhou's mother and Lu's mother, Lu Chihuan's ears turned slightly red, and his thick eyelashes like crow feathers could not help trembling slightly.

It looks like only...

Like a shy little animal.

He subconsciously crushed the grass with his toes and replied in a low voice with a hum, "It's not that... great. I'm glad I can help you, mom."

He studied painting for several years.

However, because he had to take the entrance exam for a key high school in the city, he eventually gave up this hobby. Unexpectedly, when he picked up the paintbrush again a few years later, his painting skills were not too rusty.

Fortunately.

He didn't mess it up.

When Father Lu, Father Zhou and the others came back carrying the star beasts they had hunted, Mother Lu gently lifted her skirt and turned around in front of Father Lu, "Does it look good?"

Father Lu wiped the sweat from his forehead.

With just one glance, he could see the difference in his wife.

He quickly gave a thumbs up.

"nice!"

"Exceptionally beautiful."

Mother Lu then smiled and said, "Just now a child accidentally stained the hem of my skirt. This is what baby Huanhuan painted on it."

Father Lu looked surprised.

However, he still did not hesitate to praise, "Our child is good at everything. When Huanhuan was little, didn't you want to cultivate his painting skills? But when he grew up, he got impatient when he saw the paintbrush."

"I didn't expect this kid to be so smart."

"It's been so long since I was able to teach myself."

Mention the past.

Mother Lu was stunned for a moment.

After she realized what was happening, she smiled and said, "Yeah, when she was little, Huanhuan obviously liked drawing, but I don't know what happened when she grew up."

"It just changed."

“Now it’s turned around again.”