"Mayor Fu, you're too kind."
"My two young comrades, have you ever learned anything specifically?"
"No, no, Mayor Fu, the most important person who drew these paintings is Comrade Lin Siya. All the pictures and the text on them were designed by Comrade Lin Siya. I just helped to color them."
Ji Qingqing reacted and was not as nervous as before, so she quickly told the story.
"Although I designed the composition of these paintings, Comrade Ji Qingqing also helped a lot. Without her help, I would not have been able to complete so many paintings in such a short time."
"Hahaha, I didn't expect the two young comrades to be so modest with each other."
Everyone heard Mayor Fu say this and started laughing.
"Our comrade Xiaolin is not only a good painter, but also a good writer. Not only that, she also wrote a skit that was noticed by our provincial art troupe and selected to participate in the competition."
"Isn't it? I never thought that our small textile factory is so full of talented people!"
"Director Yang, are you talking about the program called Women Textile Workers?"
When the Minister of the Municipal Propaganda Department heard what Director Yang said, he quickly thought of the national art competition held some time ago. A brand new program of the provincial art troupe won the first prize in this art competition. He was present at the scene at that time.
"Yes, it's the skit called The Textile Workers."
When the Minister of the Municipal Propaganda Department heard this, his eyes lit up.
It was such a pity that such a talent was buried in such a small textile factory. He immediately wanted to recruit her, but with so many leaders present, he suppressed his thoughts and planned to wait until the show was over before talking to Lin Siya.
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