Nariko got the portrait, but did not show it to Wang Ming immediately. Instead, he looked at it himself.
His eyes were on the portrait, but his peripheral vision was on Wang Ming.
Wang Ming came in with a portrait from a young soldier. His body was tense, and he didn't have the life-or-death state before.
He seemed to be able to do it with ease before, but now his eyes were fixed on the portrait.
Seeing this, Nariko knew what was going on.
He said: "You seem to want to see this."
Wang Ming lowered his eyes, stared at his fingers, and said, "You are thinking too much."
When Shi Tingyu saw the other party's reaction, he knew it well.
Wang Ming's behavior is a typical avoidance emotion, and he may not dare to face what is coming next.
Nariko turned the portrait in her hand to face the other person, "This person should be the person you mentioned who can't see his mouth clearly."
Wang Ming's eyelashes trembled and he slowly raised his eyes. The simple black, white and gray portrait flew into his pupils like a ray of light step by step, causing his pupils to shrink.
At this time, Wang Ming's heart could only be described as horrified.
He clearly didn't say much, and he clearly described it in a very general way, but why was the other person able to draw it?
Only those who have seen real people will know how similar the people in the portrait are to real people.
He didn't know what was wrong.
Could it be that someone else confessed the other party?
No, impossible!
They are all connected in a single line, how could anyone else know about it.
Wang Ming was silent for a long time, and Chengzi said: "You seem to be surprised. This portrait seems to be quite successful."
Wang Ming pretended to be calm and said coldly: "I don't understand what you are talking about. How can someone in this world be able to draw likenesses of people they have never seen before? I just think this painting is very beautiful, it seems impossible. "
Nariko chuckled: "Don't you realize that you talk a bit too much today?"
I usually speak as briefly as possible, but this time I spoke much more unusually.
Wang Ming's face was distorted for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. No matter what Naruko asked later, the other party refused to speak again.
But this is enough.
When Tingyu spoke when he was not in use, Zhao Tuandan, who was standing in front of the glass, knew from his expression that the portrait must be accurate.
Shi Tingyu stepped down from the red bricks at the door.
Zhao Tuan looked at her with a smile on his face and said: "Xiao Xiao, it's all thanks to you this time. When the time comes, you will be the first to catch someone."
Shi Tingyu said humbly: "No, this is what I should do."
Zhao Tuan felt more and more that Xiao Lu was a good wife.
The leaders like them were worried about Xiao Lu's marriage.
You say Xiao Lu is such a good person, but those lesbians look at appearance first.
The key is that Xiao Lu himself doesn't care. In fact, many people's first impression of him is that he is fierce, but if he is more positive and gets along with him a few more times, it shouldn't be impossible.
But as the old saying goes, late-blooming flowers are fragrant.
This time, the boy really caught me well.
Needless to say, his appearance as a child is an absolute beauty in the family. He must be talented and talented, and he must have character and character. I can only say that God loves stupid people.
Foolish Lu Weiguo:...
Shi Tingyu left with Zhao Tuan's fatherly smile, and she returned to instructor Lu to continue training.
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As August 1st approaches, the entire atmosphere in the camp becomes active.
Usually the soldiers were exhausted after training, but now they all had smiles on their faces and walked with energy.
In addition to training, the soldiers also have time to rehearse programs.
Yes, on the day of the festival, it was not only the art troupe but also the soldiers who performed.
The soldiers come from all over the world and are full of talents. Many of them can play, play and sing. They are extremely active during festivals.
During this time, Lu Weiguo had a faint smile on his face when he returned home.
Obviously, this guy is also happy during the festival.
Shi Tingyu was wondering whether to prepare a small gift for him when the time comes. Life still needs a sense of ritual.
However, before the gift was prepared, Lu Weiguo pestered her to design a poster style.
On the eve of the holiday, they are going to publish a holiday poster.
The soldiers in the camp highly admired the wall paintings that sister-in-law Shi Tingyu had done for the elementary school before. They thought of her this time and started making noise together, asking Lu Weiguo to learn from their sister-in-law.
They were not ungrateful people. They had to let Shi Tingyu help with the poster because they wanted her to talk about inspiration.
Shi Tingyu took out a piece of paper and divided the piece of paper into sections with a few strokes.
Then he simply drew some patterns on some blank areas and said: "For these places, you can find people in your camp who can write and draw, and draw some patterns that are more characteristic of the camp."
Lu Weiguo nodded.
It only took Shi Tingyu ten minutes to fill up a piece of paper.
Lu Weiguo stared at Shi Tingyu's white, delicate and slender hands, always feeling very magical.
The pen was so obedient in her hand that no one could imitate the patterns she drew with just a few strokes.
Shi Tingyu said: "You can fill in the text content yourself."
Lu Weiguo said he understood, and he went to the camp with the piece of paper in high spirits.
When the soldiers saw the manuscript, they were all confident that their camp would definitely come out on top in this August 1st poster.
Soon, August 1st will arrive.
The entire camp was draped in red and decorated with red flags fluttering.
There was no training mission on August 1st. After breakfast in the morning, Lu Weiguo went to the camp for a meeting.
It was a holiday commemoration meeting.
After the morning meeting, the camp also organized a tug-of-war and basketball game.
Family members of family homes are allowed to participate in these events.
The kids were crazy about it.
Shi Tingyu also went to the camp with Sister-in-law Zhang and Da Mao.
From afar, she saw Lu Weiguo waiting for her at the gate of the camp.
Sister-in-law Zhang glanced at Shi Tingyu jokingly, "Okay, Xiao Lu is here to pick you up, so hurry up and go."
Shi Tingyu didn't hesitate and trotted towards Lu Weiguo.
Lu Weiguo nodded towards Sister-in-law Zhang and went in with Shi Tingyu.
This was Shi Tingyu's first time participating in a festival, and he liked the atmosphere here very much.
Everyone is very enthusiastic. Almost everyone in the first battalion does not know her. When they see her, they will always call her "sister-in-law".
Those dark and red faces look festive.
Lu Weiguo originally didn't participate in the tug-of-war, but he couldn't bear the booing from the brothers in the camp.
Lu Weiguo glanced at Shi Tingyu and asked, "Then shall I go?"
"Go ahead, I'll cheer you up."
Lu Weiguo seemed to suddenly have motivation. He took off his formal jacket and handed it to Shi Tingyu, "Daughter-in-law, take it for me."
When the other party saw that Lu Weiguo was already on the scene, he quickly called his battalion commander over.
By chance, it was their neighbor Zhang Jin and Camp Commander Zhang.
Where the two of them were going, one was 1.9 meters faster and the other was 1.75 meters faster.
The soldiers of the second battalion were a little unsure whether it was a good or bad thing to have their battalion commander come up.
But Da Mao saw his father coming up and shouted excitedly: "Come on, Dad!"
