Feng Wei knew that Lu Weiguo was irrational when he encountered Shi Tingyu's incident.
He quickly praised Shi Tingyu as much as possible.
Lu Weiguo glared at him, "Boring."
As he spoke, he carefully put away the painting and prepared to take it back.
On the other side, Shi Tingyu took advantage of the time to draw a rough sketch and lay out the general colors.
Once you have an idea, you're ready to start painting the walls.
The school wall is more than two meters high.
Principal Ren got a scaffolding, which was borrowed from the engineering corps.
Shi Tingyu was silent when he saw the scaffolding.
Most of the current scaffolding is made of wood. Shi Tingyu stretched out his hand and shook it, but it was quite stable.
The soldier who was helping to build the scaffolding saw Shi Tingyu's actions, patted his chest and assured: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I built this scaffolding absolutely solidly. Not to mention my sister-in-law's weight, even our battalion commander Lu can carry it when she comes up." .”
After that, he said: "Sister-in-law, go up and try it."
Shi Tingyu wore a short-sleeved shirt and trousers for convenience, plus a pair of Jiefang shoes.
He also had an apron on him.
This is obviously a different kind of dress, but she has an indescribable artist's temperament when wearing it.
The soldier rubbed his head in amusement and thought to himself, the battalion commander's sister-in-law is really pretty.
Shi Tingyu carefully climbed onto the scaffolding. She tried leaning forward and left and right, and the scaffolding was very stable.
However, Principal Ren is still a little worried. What if it falls accidentally? Some safety measures must be taken.
He said to the soldier next to him: "Comrade, do you have any sponge mats over there? How about laying them around for Teacher Shi?"
Shi Tingyu turned around and saw that the little warrior actually nodded, and hurriedly stopped him, "There is no need for the sponge mat. The paint will get everywhere and it will be difficult to wash off if it gets on the mat."
She looked at the height of the scaffolding again and said, "This is only about one meter high. Even if it falls accidentally, it won't be a big deal. If you can sprain your feet, it will reach the sky."
In the end, under Shi Tingyu's stern refusal, the principal did not really borrow the sponge mat.
The wall paintings were painted in different areas. Principal Ren, at Shi Tingyu's request, found a lot of large paper shells and spread them out. If the paper shells were not enough, he glued them together with old newspapers and spread them out to prevent too much paint from splattering. to the ground.
Shi Tingyu also cleaned the wall and took care of some dirty and damaged areas.
When everything was ready, Shi Tingyu stood not far from the courtyard wall and observed the wall.
Principal Ren was also more interested in Shi Tingyu's paintings. He did not leave, but watched from the side.
Generally, wall painting will be drawn on the wall with pencil first.
At Shi Tingyu's current level, he doesn't need to be so meticulous in drafting.
She drew some marks on the wall with chalk, and finally settled on a few points.
Principal Ren can't understand it anyway.
He has seen people write slogans on the walls, and most of them have to put a frame. Of course, there are some talented people who can do it directly, but those are all masters with many years of experience.
And writing is different from painting. It is obviously more difficult to paint such a large area. Even if it is on paper, you still have to make a rough draft.
However, he didn't dare to say it, and he didn't dare to ask.
After fixing the spots, Shi Tingyu mixed the paint, poured it into a basin, made several gestures against the wall, and then tested his strength.
Then he threw it towards the wall.
Swish.
The white wall is covered with a long arc of blue-gray paint.
Principal Ren took a step back suddenly. Good guy, I almost got him.
Now he finally understood why Teacher Shi wore an apron.
Even so, there were some colorful traces on Shi Tingyu's arms and hair.
Shi Tingyu looked at his hair, which was a little in the way, and reached for a paintbrush. He held up his hair and circled the paintbrush a few times before inserting it. His hair was firmly fixed on the back of his head, which made Principal Ren click his tongue in surprise.
At this time, some people who heard the news also came over to watch the fun.
Nowadays, there are few entertainment options. At this moment, some people are painting the walls. Old men and women who have nothing to do in the family courtyard or some sisters-in-law with their children come over.
Slowly, many people gathered around the wall outside the school.
Shi Tingyu's next operation dazzled them.
I mixed a little bit of this color and a little bit of that color, and the whole wall looked very chaotic.
Everyone was talking about it.
"What is this painting?"
"Isn't this nonsense? Does the battalion commander's wife know how to draw?"
"Who knows, look at this beautiful white wall being ruined."
Others hold different views.
"I've just started painting. The wall is so big, so I probably used splashing to save trouble."
After the entire large color block was laid, Shi Tingyu took the palette to adjust the color and used a brush to paint the wall.
Brush here and do it there.
It wasn't until the sun set and the school bell rang that everyone realized something.
"Don't talk about it yet, look at it now, there is something."
"Is that a painting student over there?"
"Why do I feel that the blue or gray color looks like a snake or a dragon?"
"The red is the national flag, right?"
At this time, Shi Tingyu's body had become colorful. Fortunately, the large color blocks on the wall were finished and the general outline was revealed.
She didn't just throw the paint on for show.
Not every stroke of hers was in vain.
She even took into account the color of the paint dripping down and the color of the paint below.
After the students came out, the family members who had come to watch saw their children and simply stopped watching the fun and took their children home to cook.
Many children also came over to watch Shi Tingyu paint. They all chattered and asked questions, which almost confused Shi Tingyu.
Seeing the sky slowly getting darker, Shi Tingyu also called it a day.
Some parents came looking for their children when they saw that they had not come home for a long time.
Also coming with him was Lu Weiguo, who was training.
When he came home from training and saw no one at home, he guessed that she might still be in school and came to pick her up.
Lu Weiguo saw Shi Tingyu surrounded by children at a glance.
At this time, she had a lot of paint on her body. She looked dirty, but she had an indescribable atmosphere.
Shi Tingyu threw the paintbrushes, brushes, scrapers, and other items into the bucket, preparing to collect the newspapers and cardboard boxes on the ground.
When the classmates saw it, they were all very diligent.
"Teacher Shi, let me help you."
"I want to help too."
Parents can't just watch. If there is one, there will be two. Soon everyone has almost tidied up the place.
Lu Weiguo collected the remaining scaffolding and put it in the school's equipment room.
Shi Tingyu thanked the parents and students who helped.
At this time, Lu Weiguo came back after delivering the things. When everyone saw him, they left in a hurry.
Not only are the children afraid of him, but their parents are also a little afraid of him.
Shi Tingyu glanced at Lu Weiguo and said jokingly: "Is Camp Commander Lu so scary?"
Lu Weiguo sighed slightly and picked up her bucket of brushes. He did not discuss with her whether others were afraid of him, but asked: "Are these going to be washed back?"
Shi Tingyu nodded, "Yes, otherwise it will be difficult to do it tomorrow."
