As Long As You Are Not Allowed To Go To School, You Can Go Crazy In Anything You Do

The audience in the live broadcast room was immediately stunned.

It was obviously just messy putty powder scraped on the wall.

It was still a mess a second ago, looking like a fan.

But this second...

After a moment of confusion.

At this moment, the live broadcast room exploded.

Instantly!

"What the hell? What the hell is this? How did it become like this?"

"No, this is a painting? A landscape painting? What's going on!!"

"How did this become a painting? What happened?"

"Oh my god, there is a stream between the mountains! There seems to be an old woman by the stream..."

"Ah!! What's going on with this horse rider!"

"That's right, what happened? Weren't you just scribbling there?"

Suddenly, the entire audience in the live broadcast room was in chaos.

The bursts of remarks are all arrogant!

Such a scene directly shocked the entire audience in the live broadcast room.

As everyone knows, the contractor and Qin Huaiyi in front of them didn't fare much better after seeing such a scene.

The two of them were dumbfounded on the spot.

Is this putty powder?

Are you still playing with putty powder like this?

Isn't this putty powder used to paste walls?

Can it be used for painting?

See only the time on the spot.

The contractor rubbed his eyes in disbelief.

It was like making sure that he was not blind.

Just forget it after rubbing your eyes.

He didn't forget to say to Qin Huaiyi on the side.

"Old Qin, is there something wrong with my eyes? Look at the landscape paintings on the wall..."

There is naturally nothing wrong with his eyes.

Facing inquiries from the contractor.

Qin Huaiyi, who was stunned in front of him, no longer knew how to answer.

At this time, Qin Mo took a step back and looked at his paintings on the wall, feeling very satisfied.

He immediately spoke to Qin Huaiyi.

"Look, Dad, if you can scrape putty to look like this, you won't have to be a painter for the rest of your life, right?"

Just like Qin Huaiyi said.

If the job of scraping putty can only be smooth, then it doesn't matter how smooth you are.

I can only be a painter for the rest of my life.

But if it gets to Qin Mo’s level...

Is this still a painter?

Faced with Qin Mo's words, Qin Huaiyi has not yet answered.

It's the live broadcast room at this time.

"What the hell? Is this called a painter?"

"Damn it, is this still putty?"

"This is art!"

"Oh my god, does this kid really have such a talent? He just learned how to put putty, and now he has completed it as an art?"

At this time, Qin Huaiyi was still in deep shock.

Facing Qin Mo’s words.

Qin Huaiyi was shocked and didn't know how to answer.

He knew better.

The putty was scraped to the level of Qin Mo.

Can I still call a painter?

No, you have to be called an artist!

However, it was a shock.

But he couldn't stand Qin Huaiyi's stubborn words.

Facing Qin Mo's inquiry, he took a deep breath and opened his mouth.

"... Even if you scrape out a painting! You are still a painter now! Don't look at how beautiful the painting you scraped out is, let me tell you..."

Qin Huaiyi said bravely.

"...Can you ask the contractor if he can give you more money? You are so exhausted that you only get 300 yuan a day! The construction site has its own standards. The putty on the wall must be smooth, and..."

Qin Huaiyi spit out a lot of words.

He was indeed right.

There are construction site standards for putting putty on the construction site.

No matter how good you are at shaving, you still have to follow the standards on the construction site.

There is nothing wrong with saying this.

But Qin Huaiyi hasn't finished speaking yet.

He was interrupted by the foreman.

I just heard the contractor say.

"Yes! I can add money!"

After speaking, the foreman said excitedly to Qin Mo.

"On the construction site, just scrape the putty powder on the wall and it doesn't have to look good... But when I was decorating my home, I had been considering whether to stick wallpaper, wall covering, or latex paint..."

The contractor slapped his thigh and continued to speak excitedly.

"I've decided not to do anything! Xiao Qin, can you please paint a picture with putty on the wall of my house? I won't let you do it in vain! Really! I'll give you money! Three thousand, three thousand, you see Okay? Just give me a whole wall!"

Afraid that Qin Mo would not agree, the contractor in front of him looked at Qin Mo with eagerness.

Listen to the contractor.

Qin Mo looked at Qin Huaiyi.

What about the three hundred a day that you promised to hold on to?

At this time, Qin Huaiyi stared at the excited contractor with his mouth open, feeling that his face hurt a little!

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