Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 2782 (Two Thousand Seven Hundred and Eighty-Two) Curve

"Who do you think can understand what you said?" Tie Wandao asked.

"Then... I..." said the subordinate, "Let me say it again." Then he described the place in another way.

Tie Wandao still felt that he hadn't explained it clearly, and said, "It's still not clear."

"Then..." the subordinate said, "Patriarch, how about I...I draw it for you?"

"Okay, how long will it take you to finish painting?" Tie Wandao asked.

"Very quickly." said the subordinate.

Tie Wandao gave him the drawing materials and said, "There are only a few small pieces of paper left. I need to go over there to get the big paper. Is this big paper enough for you to draw?"

The subordinate saw that the paper was really not big and 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. Chief, where should I draw it?"

"Just draw on that table." Tie Wandao said.

The man went over and started drawing quickly.

However, the subordinate was not good at painting. When he showed the painting to Tie Wandao, Tie Wandao could not tell at a glance what the painting was about.

"Tell me, what are you doing?" Tie Wandao asked.

"Chief, I'm drawing the location of the sinkhole." said the subordinate.

"How do you look at this painting?" Tie Wandao asked.

The 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 that this is the location of the sinkhole? What can I see?" Tie Wandao asked. "No, Chief, I also drew other things around the circle. Look, this is..." said the subordinate. Then he told Tie Wandao bit by bit.

"Grass?" Tie Wandao asked. He couldn't tell where the grass he was drawing was from.

"Yes, there is indeed some grass nearby," said the subordinate.

Tie Wandao not only couldn't figure out where the bushes he drew were, but also felt that what he drew didn't look like bushes. In order to prevent his subordinates from thinking that they were not familiar with that place, Tie Wandao said, "The few strange hairs you drew represent bushes? Then can I draw a circle and say it's your head?"

"Sorry, Chief, my painting is not very good." said the subordinate.

"Almost there?" Tie Wandao said, "Can you say that it's almost there when you draw like this?"

"Well...it can't be said to be almost okay, it should be said...very bad...very bad!" said the subordinate.

"When you drew pictures for others to see, could they tell what you were drawing?" Tie Wandao asked.

"I can see that." said the subordinate.

"Is it true? Give me an example. What can people see from your drawing?" Tie Wandao said.

"Lines," the man said, "I drew zigzag lines that time, and people could tell it right away."

"Nonsense!" Tie Wandao said, "Anyone can draw a zigzag line with a pen and eyes closed. Even if I tie a pen to a dog's tail and let it touch the ground, the dog can still draw a zigzag line on the ground when it walks."

The subordinate wanted to tell Tie Wandao about another time when someone saw through his painting, but seeing that Tie Wandao had already glared at him and said so, he knew that if he said more, he would be punished, so he just nodded. He regretted giving the example of the zigzag line when he gave Tie Wandao an example before, but he knew that he was not wrong to tell about that time, because that was the time when others saw what he drew the fastest.

(End of this chapter)