"Oh, that's right." Liu Tao's expression suddenly changed, and he changed his words and explained, "Teacher, you misunderstood me. What I mean is that during the school anniversary, there will be many students performing artistic dances on the stage!"
"Okay, you better go back to your original self, don't be so heavy-handed." Teacher Xie covered his forehead, obviously used to Liu Tao's way of speaking.
"Because of the school anniversary, a huge portrait needs to be painted behind the stage in the lobby. In the past, this kind of work was left to our art teachers to prepare. But this time the principal said that he wanted to give it to the students in the art class to practice
Opportunity. You were my first choice to recommend. Later, the principal went into the studio to look at your paintings and listened to your long speech. He decided to let you take the lead in painting the stage work."
"What? You want me to participate? Then...then how big is this painting? Is ten days enough?"
"I don't know, this is your headache. The painting in the lobby is three meters high and four meters wide. I'm afraid you'll have to step on the stairs to paint." As he spoke, Teacher Xie took out a gun.
The brush is as big as a broom and says, "This is the brush you use when painting."
"I'll wipe it! It's bigger than our broom. Can this thing be used for painting?"
"Of course, you just follow the usual painting steps." Teacher Xie said with a wicked smile.
"Then can I ask some helpers? Also, if I are asked to draw this thing, are there any privileges?"
"Hey, I knew you would ask this question. Don't worry, of course you have privileges. That is, from today on, you don't have to study in the morning, study in the evening, or go to the lobby to paint during nap time. If that doesn't work,
You can also send me a request for leave, and I can consider giving you some time for some cultural classes to paint."
"Damn! It's a deal, it's a good deal." Liu Tao slapped his thigh and said with great joy.
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In the school auditorium, Liu Tao was wearing a safety helmet and holding a brush that was larger than a broom. He stood in a daze in front of a white cloth about three meters high and four meters wide. Behind Liu Tao, of course, stood
The person wearing it is a fat man, a superman, a macho man.
If such a good thing was not shared by the three of them, Liu Tao would probably be whipped to death at the school gate the next morning.