After traveling through ancient times, she became a wild woman

Little Ahao looked at Ye Feng in disbelief. The meat in his mouth made him speak unclearly: "What?"

"I said before that we should find the kid in the painting and hang him on the wall."

Ye Feng pointed at the small wooden board lying on the ground and asked: "What is the name of the kid in the painting?"

Little Ahao looked in the direction that Night Wind pointed and saw an angry little kid hanging on the wall between the small wooden boards. It seemed as if he had seen his own fate.

He blinked, and his previously smiling eyes instantly turned red. He looked at Ye Feng pitifully: "They said that person was me."

"Yefeng, is the person you drew me?"

Ye Feng looked at Xiao Ahao who was using the self-torture trick, and was unmoved: "Yes, it's you."

"Wow, Ye Feng, you are so awesome." Little A Hao flattered him, "This is the first time I see what I look like."

"You draw really well, can you teach me how to draw?"

Ye Feng looked at Xiao Ahao who was performing the gentle wind and couldn't help laughing: "Of course. In the future, you can train in literacy, arithmetic, and painting."

Little Ahao, who successfully added a task to himself, felt like crying but had no tears.

No, that's not what he wants.

What he wanted was to do nothing and then automatically grow into the most powerful special warfare warrior.

Little Ahao wanted to curl his lips, but when he thought about the matter on the wall that had not been resolved, he spoke softly, "Really? That's great, Ye Feng, you are so nice, I like you so much."

"I also like you, such an honest kid." Ye Feng praised him generously, "Since the barbecue is finished, you can hang it up."

Xiao Ahao was really a little panicked. He said so much, why was Ye Feng unmoved and still insisted on hanging himself?
What good does it do to the night breeze if he hangs on the wall?
It's very annoying.

Ye Feng didn't wait for him to say anything. He lifted up little Ahao, who was not even as long as his arm, with his big hand and hung him on the wall.

Little Ahao curled his lips, with tears in his eyes, and looked at Ye Feng pitifully.

Ye Feng looked him up and down, left and right, and nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, this is the position."

Little Ahao: "..."

Well, things shouldn’t be like this, why did it turn out like this?

Why didn't Ye Feng say what he thought like the other tribesmen?

annoying.

Ye Feng picked up the small wooden board and sat down cross-legged: "If you want to learn to paint, you must first learn to see, then do it. Everything should be done step by step, don't think too much."

Little Ahao moved his mouth back and forth, as if he really wanted to spit the piece of barbecue in his mouth onto Ye Feng's head.

But he didn't dare, fearing that the punishment would be even greater.

Ye Feng had his back to him, so he couldn't see his aggrieved expression, and it was a waste of his expression.

He was really wronged this time.

But dare not say it.

Little Ahao sniffed, swallowed the meat in his mouth, and looked angrily at the small wooden board.

Watching Ye Feng holding a charcoal pencil, drawing a few strokes here and there on the small wooden board...

After a while, Arthur grew on the small wooden board.

A new world suddenly opened up for little Ahao, and his carelessness turned into full concentration.

He didn't expect that the black thing could draw Arthur just by drawing a few strokes like this or that.

If he learned it, wouldn't that make Arthur stand on his side?
With Arthur's support, why would he be afraid of the night wind?
Humph.

After Xiao Ahao thought about the benefits clearly, he shouted: "Chief, I want to learn to paint, I want to learn."

Night Breeze: "..."

When there is trouble, there is the patriarch; when there is nothing, there is the night wind.

Good for you.

Ye Feng ignored her. After drawing Arthur with a warm smile, he held the small board in front of Xiao Hao and asked, "Who is this?"

"Arthur, Arthur, Arthur." Little Ahao shouted impatiently.

Ye Feng turned the other side of the small wooden board to him: "Who is this?"

Little Ahao's eyes showed surprise, but he still shouted happily: "It's still Arthur. Yefeng, you are really amazing. You drew two different Arthurs." "This is Arthur with a beautiful smile."

"That one is Arthur who is laughing very hard."

Night Breeze: "..."

The first side I saw was Arthur, who had a sneer on his face.

This side shows Arthur with a gentle smile.

What Xiao Ahao said was not wrong, and he observed very carefully.

Could this be the promising young man with a talent for painting that Arthur mentioned?

No matter which one it is, since Xiao Hao said he wants to learn, he can't escape.

Ye Feng has already thought of how to wear down Xiao Ahao's nature of always scheming for advantage.

"Okay, hang on for now. I'll reassign your lessons tomorrow morning."

These words hit little Ahao's head like a bolt from the blue, and it made a buzzing sound.

He had done so much, but Ye Feng was still so hard-hearted that he wanted to hang him?
Then wouldn't everything he had done before be in vain?
As expected, the most hated person in the entire tribe is the bad guy Ye Feng.

Humph.

Ignore him.

Ye Feng ignored little A Hao, took the empty plate and the small wooden board with Arthur's picture on it, and walked away briskly.

The barbecue we gave to little Hao earlier will help him sustain himself until tomorrow morning.

Hungry to death.

Looking at Ye Feng walking away, little Ahao screamed in anger.

He waved his little fists wildly at Ye Feng's back.

If I had known he would not come back... No no, I can't defeat Ye Feng even if I don't come back, and it might even be worse for me.

Moreover, Arthur said that if the kid corrects his mistakes, he is still a good kid and will become a better warrior in the future.

Forget it. Jiang Hao is a magnanimous man and won’t bother with the bad guy Ye Feng.

One day, he would knock Ye Feng down, make him admit that he was wrong, and then hang him on the wall to starve.

When he thought of that scene, little Ahao became very happy again.

Having laughed enough, he laid his eyes on the small wooden board there.

The expression of anger and rage shown on the small wooden board made little Ahao look away after taking two glances.

He didn't make such a fierce expression.

No.

Thinking of the little expression on the small wooden board, little Ahao turned his head awkwardly again.

He secretly glanced at his angry self on the small wooden board, then looked away.

After going back and forth several times, Xiao Ahao complained to the small wooden board: "You are wrong. Ye Feng hung you up. He is not wrong. You are wrong. Why are you still so angry?"

"Arthur said that people must learn to control their emotions so that the enemy cannot see what you are thinking and can defeat him."

"You are so fierce, the enemy will know you are angry and will be able to defeat you better."

"Arthur said you don't have to look panicked even if the sky falls."

"Because there will be someone taller than you who will be more afraid of the sky falling on him."

"All you have to do is protect yourself."

Little Ahao complained to the small wooden board, and as he complained he felt like he was nothing.

He said whatever Arthur said, but he didn't do anything Arthur said.

Is this what Arthur meant when he said that the quilt cannot be taught?
Little Ahao tilted his head and thought for a while, then stared at himself on the small wooden board with a ferocious face.

He pursed his lips and glared at himself on the small wooden board angrily.

After a long while, he clenched his fists and encouraged himself: "I don't want to be an unteachable quilt. I want to be a special warfare warrior!" (End of this chapter)