Liu Meihua's finger was about to poke the wall.
Her voice was as sharp as a freshly sharpened blade.
"Director, look!"
"Turning a perfectly good white wall into this, what is it?"
She pointed at the corner of the wall, where a large black bear wearing dungarees was pushing bricks.
"Dressing animals in clothes! Who is this mocking?"
"This is likening sincere working people to foolish black bears!"
The surrounding parents frowned.
Shi Tou's father couldn't help but spit.
"Nonsense! That's called strength!"
"Who said that?!"
Liu Meihua suddenly turned her head, glaring fiercely at the crowd.
Shi father wanted to curse again, but Su Qing covered his mouth.
The common folk cannot fight the officials.
The current situation was too intimidating.
Director Qian stood there with his hands behind his back, not saying a word.
His square face was as dark as storm clouds before the rain.
He stared at the wall.
