Coming out of the commune government compound, Secretary Yang coughed dryly, "Lao Zhang, you go back first, I'll do something." ”

Zhang Changjiang was stunned, "It's going to be dark in more than two hours, what are you going to do at this time?" A private matter? ”

Secretary Yang glanced at him, "It's over when you go back, why is there so much nonsense?" ”

"Nonsense!"

Zhang Changjiang pointed to the bicycle in his hand and said, "The car is in your hand, it will take me thirty or forty minutes to walk back, and it will take less than ten minutes to ride back." Besides, let's come out together, and when you go back to your house and ask me, then I have to give them an explanation. ”

Secretary Yang knew that it was not okay not to say it, so he first looked left and right, then coughed dryly, and said softly, "Isn't it that the radio station has been open for 3 days, and I don't know how the other teams are doing, so I want to take this opportunity to go over and communicate and learn from them." ”

Zhang Changjiang gasped and looked at him in a daze, "Lao Yang, Lao Yang, how did you say your head grows?" Can you think of such a bad idea?! ”

Secretary Yang's face was pale, and he had to teach him a good lesson.

What is a bad idea? I went to the brother brigade to learn from the learning experience, how did it become a bad idea?

Then I heard Zhang Changjiang say, "The key is that you still want to leave me alone, this kind of good thing doesn't take me, it's not a thing." ”

Secretary Yang's face stiffened slightly, "If there is anything good, it is ......." ”

Zhang Changjiang snatched the bicycle from his hand and said with a smile, "I'm fast, go through all four teams, maybe I can rush home before dark." ”

After speaking, he stepped his leg over, pedaled the pedal with one foot, and "Get in the car." ”

Secretary Yang was not ambiguous, and immediately jumped into the car, "Be careful, don't go into the ditch." ”

Zhang Changjiang pedaled the car and left, "Put your heart back in your stomach and make sure it is stable." ”

Then he smiled again, "It's a pity that I didn't bring Xiao Chen out, it's a little bit worse, but you said that when they hear the news tomorrow morning, what do they think in their hearts?" ”

Secretary Yang, "......"

Who are these people?!

……

Chen Fanguan practiced the basic skills of sketching and line-making in the radio station, and did not pack up his things until the end of the broadcast at 5 o'clock, and then packed up his things and left work.

When I arrived at the Intermediate Court, Secretary Yang and Captain Zhang hadn't come back yet, and I didn't know what the situation was over there?

Captain Xiao and the others were also wondering, riding a bicycle, it would take less than 20 minutes to go back and forth if it was fast, but now it was almost two hours, could it be that Secretary Qian of the commune left them to eat?

couldn't think of a reason, so Chen Fan went home first.

Walk briskly out of the village, run on your legs, and when you get home, it's only a quarter past 5.

Jiang Lili was killing fish in the yard, and when she saw him coming back, she immediately raised her head and smiled, "You're back, is it going well today?" ”

Chen Fan first put the dog beating stick against the wall, walked over and said, "It's okay, the manuscript is finished, Secretary Yang and Captain Zhang sent it to the commune, and I don't know if I can use it." ”

Jiang Lili's eyes widened, "So soon, have they all been sent to the commune?" ”

Then he smiled, "It must be possible, otherwise they wouldn't have sent it together." ”

Chen Fan snorted, "I think so too." ”

Hearing this, Jiang Lili burst out laughing.

Normal people who are not polite to say a word, he is good, and he will admit it directly. But this frank look is quite cute.

Thinking of this, Jiang Lili's face flew a flush, and she lowered her head and continued to kill fish.

After a while, the fish was ready, washed with water, and she cleaned up a little before going to the kitchen to cook.

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Chen Fan writing and drawing with a writing board covered with white paper, and he glanced at himself from time to time.

She couldn't help but wonder, "What are you writing about?" ”

Chen Fan, "Sketching." ”

"Sketching?"

Jiang Lili wrinkled her face in confusion, "What's that?" ”

Chen Fan raised his head and said with a serious face, "When I finish writing, you'll know what it is." ”

Jiang Lili raised her eyebrows, rolled her eyes slightly, and said with a smile, "Then you write slowly, and I'll go cook." ”

When she entered the kitchen, Chen Fan also returned to the room and took off the kettle and cloth bag she was carrying.

This cloth bag was sewn by Chen Fan himself, using the piece of cloth given by Huang Laosi, even if Huang Laosi later sent another piece, it was far from enough to make a set of clothes, so he simply cut it to make a cloth bag.

Anyway, he doesn't have high requirements, he is sturdy, he can hold things, mainly to increase the tailor's experience.

However, after it is done, the effect of this homespun satchel is not bad.

A whole piece of cloth is divided into three sections, the lower two sections are stacked and sewn into a bag, and the top section is made into a cover, and he also used bamboo to cut a little thumb-sized Ruyi to make a button, and then used the cut corners to make a bag belt, even Jiang Lili said it was good.

The most important thing is that with this satchel, that little alarm clock does not need to be tied to the waist and carried in the pocket, just put it in the bag.

The kettle and cloth bag were hung on the wall, and Chen Fan continued to paint the painting he had just painted earlier.

A few brushstrokes outline an earthen wall house as a background, and then draw the outline of Jiang Lili's figure, with a wooden basin in front of her, and her hands stretched out in the basin.

After the outline came out, Chen Fan continued to paint the details, focusing on the facial features, and spent the most time.

The details are not so easy to draw, especially since he is still a novice.

After having dinner, washing up, and painting under the light until 9 p.m., the painting was finally completed.

Chen Fan raised it up and checked it, nodded first, and then shook his head.

The painting is quite qualified, but it is only qualified, after all, it took an afternoon to brush the painting skills to LV2, and the requirements should not be too high.

It's just that this painting is not good to give it away, so let's keep it for myself, and wait for the skill level to be brushed up, and then give her another sketch.

However, it is enough to paint the labor scene on the embankment at this level.

Anyway, sketching is to express an attitude, the main content has to be the press release, and the picture is just an auxiliary means.

Besides, even if you can really choose it, with the current printing technology, no matter how fine the drawing is, it will be printed like that, so it's almost fine.

……

The next morning, Chen Fan got up early in the morning, set off an hour in advance, and ran to the embankment on the side of the 5th team first.

One of the bad things about small projects is that the personnel are relatively scattered, which does not reflect the kind of hot picture.

But it doesn't matter, there are ways to remedy it.

Drawing parts without painting the whole is also a good composition.

After laying out his thoughts, Chen Fan took out his writing board and started writing.

As he was drawing, a voice suddenly appeared next to him, "What are you doing here?" ”

Chen Fan glanced back, it turned out to be Zhang Wenliang, and immediately said, "Sketch, Captain Xiao also said yesterday that during the Northern War, war correspondents did not have cameras, and some people used sketches instead of photos, and the effect was quite good." ”

When Zhang Wenliang heard this, he suddenly became energetic, and asked with wide eyes, "Instead of a photo?" Can it still be like this? ”

Chen Fan smiled, "Of course there is no photorealistic photo, but isn't there no camera, just use a sketch to top it." ”

"That's better than nothing!"

Zhang Wenliang said excitedly, then rolled his eyes slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Can you draw a sketch for the militia?" ”

Chen Fan nodded without thinking, "Yes, or you come to stand guard and I'll draw you." ”

Zhang Wenliang laughed, "Then how embarrassing ......"

Then he patted him on the arm, "Wait a minute, I'll go get my horse and gun." ”

After saying that, he ran to the village in a puff of smoke.

(End of chapter)