"Uncle Branch Secretary, you're thinking so right. The wall is getting dirty. Usually when we walk out of school, we always see it at a glance, which really pollutes our eyes." Jiang Xiao said: "But if we just painted white dust, will it get dirty all of a sudden?"

Jiang Songhai looked at her again. Is this child here to chat with Secretary Yao?

"Yes, otherwise it will be painted in color." Secretary Yao didn't mind chatting with Jiang Xiao, and he was quite interested. Because he was too majestic and always had a stern face, almost all the children in the village were afraid of him, and some naughty children even gave him the nickname Yao Heizi, don't think he didn't know.

Kuroko is the name of his dog.

Can he be happy to call him Yao Heizi?

However, no matter how unhappy he is, he cannot argue with those children.

Even his daughter Yao Chengshan was afraid of him since she was a child and rarely spoke to him on her own initiative.

Now Jiang Xiao can actually sit in front of him and chat with him like this. This feeling is really fresh.

Jiang Xiao smiled and said, "Just simply brushing the colors, those children will still be unable to help but draw them. It won't take long, and they will be dirty."

That wall is really not small.

There is a row of old houses there, and it is impossible to demolish them. But standing at the school gate, it is really dark and it is still a big deal.

Secretary Yao muttered and looked at her and said, "Jiang Xiao, what are you doing?"

"It's actually very simple. You can draw a promotional poster on the entire wall. Then remove all the weeds at the base of the wall and lay them with fine sand and gravel. There can be regarded as a knowledge corridor."

Secretary Yao's eyes lit up, but after thinking about it, he sighed and shook his head, "The idea is good, but our village does not have that kind of talent."

Maybe the art teachers in the county in the town can do this job, but there is no such art teacher in Siyang Village. The only art teacher in their school is only able to teach basic craftsmen.

It’s such a long wall that you have to draw large paintings, but it can’t be done for a day or two. Could it be that he went to the town to invite an art teacher to stay in the village for a few days for such a thing?

Jiang Xiao said: "Uncle Branch Secretary, leave it to me, I'll draw it."

As soon as these words were said, Jiang Songhai and Yao Jubin were both shocked.

"Xiaoxiao, we can't..." Jiang Songhai was talking nonsense. He wanted to say this, but when he saw Jiang Xiao blinking at him, he swallowed half of his words.

"You can draw?"

Jiang Xiao also knew that Secretary Yao would not believe it based on her own words. So she picked up the pen and paper in front of her, looked at it, and drew a teacup on it.

She drew the teacup in 3D effects, the shadows and lights, which looked very three-dimensional, just like a real teacup resting on paper.

If I hadn't watched her draw with my own eyes, Secretary Yao might have really reached out to get the cup.

Moreover, she drew so quickly that she drew it out in one go.

For Jiang Xiao, this is actually only a basic skill, and she herself is not satisfied with the effect of the painting. However, she is still so sick that she is weak all over and feels her hands trembling when she draws a cup.

No wonder he can summon the magic pen, but he cannot draw with it.

Jiang Xiao was still sighing in her heart, but Secretary Yao was truly amazed.

"God, it's so amazing! This is my first time seeing this painting skill! There is actually a little painter in our village!" Secretary Yao was holding the paper and exclaimed in great surprise. He suddenly realized something was wrong. He immediately looked at her left hand that was a little hard to press on the paper just now, and sank her face, "What's wrong with your hand?"

He hadn't noticed that the little girl's left hand was red and swollen!
Chapter completed!