Chapter 2782 (Two Thousand Seven Hundred and Eighty Two) Curve
"If you say that, who do you think can understand it?" Tie Wandao asked.
"Then...I..." said his subordinate, "I'll say it again." Then, he described the place in another way.
Tie Wandao still felt that he didn't explain clearly, and said, "I still didn't explain clearly."
"Then..." the subordinate said, "Chief, otherwise, I... I can draw it for you?"
"Okay, how long do you need to paint?" Tie Wandao asked.
"Quickly," the subordinate said.
Tiewan Dao gave him the things for drawing, and said at the same time: "There are only a few small pieces of paper left. I have to go over there to get the big paper. Please. Is such a big paper enough for you to draw?"
When the hand saw that the paper was really not big, he wanted to say that it might not be enough, but he didn't dare to say it. He just said: "I will try my best to draw it. May I ask the patriarch, where should I draw it?"
"Just draw on that table." Tie Wandao said.
The man went over and started painting quickly.
However, the subordinate was not good at painting. When he showed the painting to Tie Wandao, Tie Wandao could not see where the painting was at a glance.
"Tell me, what do you do?" Tie Wandao asked.
"Chief, I'm drawing the location of the subsidence," his subordinate said.
"What do you think of this painting?" Tie Wandao asked.
His subordinate pointed to the place where he drew a circle and said, "This is the place."
"You drew a circle on the paper and told me this is the location of the subsidence? What can I see?" Tie Wandao asked. "No, Patriarch, I also drew other things around this circle. Look, this is..." the subordinate said. Then he started talking to Tie Wandao bit by bit.
"Grass?" Tie Wandao asked. He couldn't tell where the grass he was drawing was.
"Yes, there is indeed grass nearby." The subordinate said.
Not only could Tie Wandao not be able to figure out what kind of grass he was drawing, but he also felt that what he was drawing didn't look like grass. In order to prevent his subordinates from thinking that they were unfamiliar with that place, Tie Wandao said: "These strange hairs you drew Does it mean grass? Can I draw a circle and say it’s your head?”
"I'm sorry, clan leader, I didn't make it right," the subordinate said.
"Almost mean?" Tie Wandao said, "Can you still call it almost mean when you draw like this?"
"That...can't be called almost, I should say...very bad...very bad!" said the subordinate.
"When you used to draw for others to see, could they tell what you were drawing?" Tie Wandao asked.
"You can see that," the subordinate said.
"Real or fake? Give me an example, what did you draw that others could see?" Tie Wandao said.
"Line," the subordinate said, "That time I drew a crooked line, and people could see it at a glance."
"Nonsense!" Tie Wandao said, "Anyone can draw a curved line with his or her eyes closed by picking up a pen. Even if I tie a pen to a dog's tail and let the pen touch the ground, the dog will be able to draw a curved line as soon as it walks. Draw a curved line on the ground."
The subordinate wanted to tell Tie Wandao about the other time his paintings were seen by others, but seeing Tie Wandao staring at him and saying so, he knew that he would be easily punished if he said more, so he just He nodded. He regretted that he gave Tie Wandao the example of a curved line before. However, he knew that there was nothing wrong with what he said that time, because that was the quickest time for others to see what he had drawn after looking at the painting. Something once.
(End of chapter)