Chapter 109 is far from perfect.
"Old Fang, what do you think we should do about this?" Chairman Zhou asked Fang Wenjun.
Fang Wenjun shook her head; this matter was indeed difficult to handle.
The construction team did have its own difficulties, but the creative team worked tirelessly for more than a month to complete this work.
If we force them to change the plan at this point, the creative team will definitely feel uncomfortable.
In fact, everyone has the same goal: to bring this mission to a successful conclusion.
But fate had other plans.
Since both groups have their own difficulties, we can only look to the painting group for now.
Thinking this, Fang Wenjun looked at Jiang Si.
Although the girl was not very old, for some reason, from the first moment Fang Wenjun saw her, she felt that she was someone who could accomplish great things.
I noticed that Jiang Si was writing something in her notebook with a pen.
Fang Wenjun suddenly had a guess.
"Comrade Jiang, do you have something on your mind?"
Jiang Si really does exist, but just as she nodded and was about to speak...
Qiu Yashu curled her lips and said first, "President Zhou, I think the current plan is the most suitable for New Year's Day. If we change the alternative plan, the result will definitely not be as good as this one."
"If that's the case, then it's better not to change it."
Qiu Yashu's words really struck a chord with the creative team.
Everyone chimed in, "Exactly! The great unity of 56 ethnic groups—what a wonderful meaning!"
Seeing that everyone agreed with her point of view, Qiu Yashu stopped being cryptic.
She took out several portraits that she had copied over the past few days.
"President Zhou, this is what I drew at home these past few days. I know that my current skill level is not yet up to your standards."
"But the situation is special now, and I would like to volunteer myself this time."
"If it's possible, I'd be willing to work as an assistant in the large mural group."
"Putting everything else aside, I've studied painting for at least ten years, so I still have a solid foundation."
Qiu Yashu's words were quite skillful.
Not only did they adopt a humble attitude, but they also provided everyone with a solution to the problem.
Unsurprisingly, her method was approved by most people.
Of course, there were also some people who did not express their opinions after watching it.
Without exception, all of these people had seen Jiang Si's paintings at the sports meet.
Well, I've seen better ones.
So after seeing these, I feel like something's missing.
Fang Wenjun also glanced at Qiu Yashu's portrait.
If we're talking about taking on a major role, her skills are probably far from sufficient.
Fang Wenjun felt that it wouldn't be a big problem to lend a hand.
Seeing this, she shared her thoughts with Chairman Zhou, but what Chairman Zhou said next surprised everyone.
"I've seen both of their paintings. Their painting styles are different, and the differences in their painting styles are quite obvious."
"If the same mural has two different styles of painting, I personally feel it's a bit incongruous."
After being rejected by Chairman Zhou twice in a row, Qiu Yashu's expression was beyond ugly.
Both are drawing portrait sketches, so where does the incongruity in their styles come from?
Ultimately, it's just that he's afraid of overshadowing Jiang Si, who has connections.
The more Chairman Zhou showed favoritism, the more resentful Qiu Yashu became.
What she didn't know was that saying the art style was out of place was already a rather euphemistic way of putting it by Chairman Zhou.
The truth is that the skill gap between the two is too large.
Take this portrait in his hand as an example; Comrade Qiu's painting is currently only at the level of 'likeness'.
Comrade Jiang's paintings have essentially transcended 'realism'; what she pursues more is 'life'!
It possesses a lifelike quality, almost like a real person. The entire painting has a strong narrative feel and a distinctive personal style.
Seeing that Qiu Yashu's face practically screamed "I'm not convinced!", everyone else looked puzzled.
Chairman Zhou didn't explain further, but instead looked at Jiang Si.
Like Fang Wenjun, he had also noticed that Jiang Si had been writing something in her notebook.
"This is Comrade Jiang Si, she is the chief painter of our large-scale mural area."
After introducing himself to everyone, Chairman Zhou got straight to the point: "Xiao Jiang, you've already looked at the information I gave you earlier, right?"
"Yes, I've already seen it."
Hearing this, Chairman Zhou felt a little relieved. "You know the current situation. The construction team needs ten days to resume work, so you only have twenty days left."
"If I told you that I could only give you nine days at most, could you finish the job?"
Nine Heavens?
How is that possible!
Apart from the members of the construction team and the political work team who didn't react much, everyone else in the other teams was so surprised they couldn't speak.
Everyone immediately turned their attention to Jiang Si.
Jiang Si pondered for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."
Chairman Zhou knew he hadn't misjudged him. "Should I arrange a few deputies for you?"
"No need, I can do it by myself."
Jiang Si is confident in herself.
None of the people present had ever heard of Jiang Si before.
In addition, not many people have seen her work, so people are inevitably a little worried.
"Comrade Jiang, this matter concerns the collective honor and cannot be taken lightly."
"If we can't complete it on time and with high quality, all of us in the art association, numbering in the hundreds, will be punished."
"You'd better think this through, don't act impulsively!"
Jiang Si understood their concerns, but there was no point in saying anything more at this point.
Letting your strength speak for itself is the most direct and effective way.
Similarly, she took out a stack of portraits from her bag.
After glancing at it a few times, Chairman Zhou handed it to Fang Wenjun.
Fang Wenjun was surprised for a moment, but having painted all her life, she could naturally recognize it at a glance.
All of Jiang Si's portraits are life-size images.
Qiu Yashu's works, on the other hand, were casual copies.
The two works are completely incomparable in terms of dedication, drawing skills, and overall completion.
Because the difference is not just a tiny bit!
What surprised Fang Wenjun the most was that, although Jiang Si's personal style was obvious.
Yet, in the strokes of her brush, she still vaguely sensed a hint of familiarity.
Before she could speak, Jiang Si had already calmly stood up.
Just like last time when she attacked someone on Qiongzhou Island, she either doesn't do it at all, or if she does it, she won't give anyone the slightest chance to question her.
So for the next half hour, Jiang Si went from the fixed position to which characters would appear in the specific forty squares.
She also explained in detail the types of art supplies she needed.
Chairman Zhou remained silent with his arms crossed the entire time, but his expression was one of extreme pride.
After explaining her plan, Jiang Si casually mentioned the issue of the coating on the mural area.
The most common method in those days was to use slaked lime paste.
This type is inexpensive, but it dries relatively slowly.
Another method is to use white cement with an antifreeze agent, which produces a better drawing effect.
However, the same problem persists: it takes longer for the walls to dry in winter.
The best way to make walls dry quickly is to apply ready-made putty directly.
Jiang Si has a temporary work permit from the public security system, so she doesn't need approval to buy ready-made putty.
It's just that the price is much higher than the previous two types.
Jiang Si said, "If we use ready-made putty to scrape the walls, we can give the painting team about five more days to complete the task."
After a moment of contemplation, Chairman Zhou ultimately chose the third option.
It's a bit pricey, but it offers more flexibility in terms of time.
A crisis was averted, and everyone emerged with a smile on their face.
Because the construction team needed to work overtime to catch up on the work, Jiang Si decided to go back first.
As soon as everyone stepped out of the conference room, Qiu Yashu burst into tears.
"Master..."
However, Fang Wenjun had no time to listen to her sobs; she clutched her knee and quickly caught up with Jiang Si.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
