Chapter 77 You are the first to do it Chengzi

got the portrait, but he didn't show it to Wang Ming right away, but looked at it first.

His eyes were on the portrait, but his eyes were on Wang Ming.

When Wang Ming came in with the portrait, he was tense, and he was no longer in the state of dying before.

He seemed to be able to do it easily before, but now his eyes were fixed on the portrait.

Seeing this, Chengzi also 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 think too much."

Shi Tingyu saw the other party's reaction and knew what was going on.

Wang Ming's action was a typical avoidance of emotions, and he might not dare to face what was going to happen next.

Chengzi pointed the portrait in his hand at the other party, "This person should be the one you said whose mouth you can't see clearly."

Wang Ming's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly raised his eyelids. The simple black, white and gray portrait flew into his pupils step by step like a light and shadow, making his pupils shrink for a while.

At this time, Wang Ming's heart could only be described as shock.

He obviously didn't say much, and his description was very general, but why could the other party draw it?

Only those who have seen the real person will know how much the person in the portrait looks like the real person.

He didn't know what went wrong.

Could it be that someone else gave the other party away?

No, it's impossible!

They are all connected in a single line, how could there be someone else who knows.

Wang Ming was silent for a long time. Chengzi said, "You seem surprised. This portrait seems to be quite successful."

Wang Ming pretended to be calm and sneered, "I don't understand what you are talking about. How can anyone in this world paint a portrait of someone they have never seen? I just think this painting is very beautiful. It seems impossible."

Chengzi chuckled, "Don't you find that you talk too much today?"

Usually he tried to speak briefly, but this time he spoke much more abnormally.

Wang Ming's face twisted for a moment, but soon he regained his composure. After that, Chengzi asked nothing more, but he refused to speak again.

But this was enough.

Shi Tingyu didn't need to speak. Zhao Tuan, who was standing in front of the glass, knew from his expression that the portrait was definitely accurate.

Shi Tingyu came down from the red brick at the door.

Zhao Tuan looked at her with a smile and said, "Xiao Shi, I'm so sorry for you this time. When we catch the criminal, you will be the first to do the work."

Shi Tingyu said humbly, "No, this is what I should do."

Zhao Tuan felt more and more that Xiao Lu was a good wife.

At the beginning, the leaders were very worried about Xiao Lu's marriage.

You said Xiao Lu was such a good person, but those female comrades looked at his appearance first.

The key is that Xiao Lu himself was not in a hurry. In fact, many times people's first impression of him was that he was fierce, but if he was more positive, it would not be impossible to succeed if they got along with him more often.

But as the old saying goes, the late blooming flowers are fragrant.

This time, that kid really caught a good one.

Needless to say, she was a beautiful girl when she was young. She was the most beautiful girl in the family. She was talented and had good character. One can only say that God loves simple people.

Simple man Lu Weiguo: ...

Shi Tingyu left with Zhao Tuan's fatherly smile, and she returned to Instructor Lu to continue training.

...

As August 1st approached, the whole atmosphere in the camp became lively.

In the past, the soldiers were exhausted after training, but now everyone had a smile on their face and walked with more energy.

In addition to training, the soldiers had to make time to rehearse the show.

Yes, on the day of the festival, it was not only the art troupe that performed, but also the soldiers.

The warriors came from all corners of the country, and they were talented. Many of them could play various musical instruments and sing. They were very active during festivals.

During this period, Lu Weiguo always had a faint smile on his face when he returned home.

It was obvious that the family was also very happy during the festival.

Shi Tingyu was thinking whether she should prepare a small gift for him at that time, as life still needed a sense of ceremony.

However, before the gift was prepared, Lu Weiguo pestered her to design a wall poster.

On the eve of the festival, they were going to publish a holiday wall poster.

The soldiers in the camp had praised the murals that Shi Tingyu, their sister-in-law, had made for the elementary school. This time, they remembered her and urged Lu Weiguo to learn from their sister-in-law.

They were not ungrateful people, and they insisted that Shi Tingyu help them make murals. They just wanted her to share her inspiration.

Shi Tingyu took out a piece of paper and divided it into sections with a few strokes.

Then she simply drew some patterns in some blank spaces and said, "You can find people in your camp who can write and draw to draw some patterns that are more in line with the camp's colors."

Lu Weiguo nodded.

It took Shi Tingyu only a dozen minutes to fill up a piece of paper.

Lu Weiguo stared at Shi Tingyu's white, tender and delicate hands, and always felt that it was magical.

The pen was very obedient in her hand, and the patterns drawn by a few strokes were impossible to imitate.

Shi Tingyu said: "You can fill in the text content yourself."

Lu Weiguo said that he understood, and he took the paper and went to the camp with a high-spirited look.

When the soldiers saw the manuscript, they were confident that their camp would definitely be the first to post the August 1st wall poster.

Soon, August 1st arrived.

The whole camp was covered with red and colorful, and red flags were 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 festival commemoration meeting.

After the morning meeting, the camp also organized tug-of-war and basketball games.

Families of the family compound are allowed to participate in these events.

The children were so happy.

Shi Tingyu also went to the camp with Mrs. Zhang and Damao.

From a distance, she saw Lu Weiguo standing at the gate of the camp waiting for her.

Mrs. Zhang glanced at Shi Tingyu jokingly and said, "Okay, Xiao Lu is here to pick you up, you should hurry over."

Shi Tingyu didn't hesitate and trotted towards Lu Weiguo.

Lu Weiguo nodded to Mrs. Zhang and took Shi Tingyu in.

This was Shi Tingyu's first time to participate in a festival event, and she liked the atmosphere here very much.

Everyone was very enthusiastic, and almost everyone in the camp knew her, and they would always call her sister-in-law when they saw her.

Those dark red faces looked festive.

Lu Weiguo was not originally going to play in the tug-of-war competition, but he could not stand the booing of his brothers in the camp.

Lu Weiguo glanced at Shi Tingyu and asked, "Then I'll go?"

"Go ahead, I'll cheer for you."

Lu Weiguo seemed to be suddenly motivated, took off his straight coat, and handed it to Shi Tingyu, "Wife, help me hold it."

When the other side saw that Lu Weiguo had joined, they quickly called their battalion commander over.

It happened to be their neighbor, Battalion Commander Zhang Jin.

The two men stood there, one was almost 1.9 meters tall, and the other was 1.75 meters tall.

The soldiers of the second battalion were a little unsure whether it was a good thing or a bad thing to let their battalion commander join.

But when Damao saw his father coming up, he excitedly shouted, "Come on, Dad!"