In the summer afternoon, the chirping of cicadas comes one after another. Doraemon urged anxiously: "Nobita, hurry up! Your painting time is almost wasted!" Nobita was fidgeting with brushes and paints while responding without looking up: "Wait a minute, Doraemon! I'm not ready yet!"
As he was talking, Nobita suddenly raised his voice and shouted to his father who was taking a nap at the side: "Dad! Don't move!" The father who was woken up responded in a daze: "Hey, I'm sorry." Nobita sighed helplessly: "It's true, you keep moving around, I can't draw anymore!" Doraemon teased from the side: "But even if dad doesn't move, it's difficult for you to draw at your level, right?" After hearing this, his father said slowly: "Actually, Nobita, you don't have to be particularly good at painting..." Nobita interrupted his father, his tone full of worry: "If I don't draw well, everyone will laugh at me!" His father was about to continue to enlighten his son: "Listen to me, Nobita, the most important thing in painting is not technique..." Before he could finish his words, there was another gentle snoring - he actually fell asleep again. Nobita said angrily: "What! I fell asleep at the critical moment!" Doraemon explained: "Dad worked overtime until late last night, so let him have a good sleep." Nobita threw the brush away: "Hey, I don't want to do it again Painting! It's too troublesome!" Doraemon said, "You gave up too quickly! We have finally visited so many art exhibitions. Please start watching chapter 27~36 which is the final version of the movie.
