The Chu-Han boundary, distinctly defined.
On the left, a publicity officer in uniform was meticulously drawing pencil grids on the wall with a ruler.
Next to him was a bucket of bright red paint, the smell was pungent.
Liu Meihua stood behind him with her hands behind her back, like a supervisor.
"Mr. Wang, thank you for your trouble."
"These eight characters represent the face of our kindergarten, they must be big, accurate, and imposing!"
Mr. Wang nodded, picked up the brush, dipped it in red paint, and started painting the first stroke.
On the right.
It was completely empty.
Liu Meihua glanced over and snorted coldly.
At that moment, Lin Wan Yi arrived.
She didn't bring a drawing board or a paint bucket.
She only carried a tray in her hand, with seven or eight large chipped porcelain bowls on it.
Inside the bowls were red, green, and yellow pastes.
Gu An and Gu Ning were watching from one side, held by Su Qing.
Liu Meihua walked over, blocking Lin Wan Yi's path.
