Wu Yu's smile was a little difficult, and there was a kind of desolation between his eyebrows: "It would be good if we could hold up the wood carving without official support, so depending on the current situation, it always feels unstable." ”

"Yes is yes. Lu Zi'an smiled lightly, raised his hand and shook it: "It's just that the timeline will be lengthened." ”

He has skills, Wu Yu has funds, and even without official support, they can still stand up.

But as Lu Zi'an said, time will increase greatly.

Wu Yu thought for a while, sighed and smiled: "It's that I'm thinking too much." ”

[The question is, what is that nodule carved into? I can't see it at all when it's oblique like this!]

[That's it, I know that the master must look good, but can you cut the lens right!]

Zou Kai, who had been staring at the screen, saw it and thought about it: "Let's let go, boil water." ”

Then he called Ying Xuan and slowly helped him up.

What was that huge nodule made of?

This is the main concern of all the viewers who are waiting in front of the computer.

When the entire partition was erected, everyone couldn't wait to look at the nodules below.

What kind of nodules are there? It's clearly a bare ground!

It's like a beach, it's like fertile soil.

Under Lu Zi'an's outline, the above lines only feel similar to wood, but when you look at it like this, you find that it is a shallow footprint carved with thin relief carving techniques.

The most wonderful thing is that at the junction with the water, there are also thin waves.

Such a perfect color can never be achieved with ordinary pigments.

[This, it's too real......]

Yes, it's so real, so real that you doubt your eyes, and it feels like it's really dirt sticking to the wood.

The real is heavy, the void is ethereal, only the combination of virtual and real, is the highest grade.

Lu Zi'an also left a layer in the real large nodules, revealing the rhyme, making it flow, echoing, and implicating.

That's why the whole picture looks coordinated, and I won't feel that this large section of knots is redundant at all.

Why did everyone present think of Wang Wei's poem first? Because this section clearly and vividly depicts the most exquisite "walking to the poor place of water" in this poem.

In particular, the dark red and dark yellow curves distorted in the nodules are even more eye-catching, making people enter the artistic conception of the painting without paying attention to it.

From real to virtual, and then from virtual to real.

Countless people have pursued a lifetime of virtual reality, and Lu Zi'an only used a joint tumor to complete it.

Crossing the threshold of technique, he is a craftsman, and he is a master who is detached from the world.

Ying Xuan sat back in place after holding the heart to show it around.

I was so excited that my hands were shaking.

He got it!

He finally got it!

The excitement in his heart was like an uncontrollable wave, patting his chest one after another, making him restless.

Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer, got up, and strode towards Lu Zi'an.

"Master!"

Lu Zi'an was chatting with Ren Ruhua when he heard his voice and turned around: "What's wrong?"

"Master, I want to go back!" Ying Xuan's face turned red with excitement: "I think I've understood!" Master, that pen holder of mine can also use your method!"

The hand holding the cigarette paused in mid-air, Lu Zi'an looked at his eyes seriously, paused, pinched the cigarette and smiled happily.

He patted Ying Xuan's shoulder and praised it: "Very good! I wanted to go back and guide you well, but now it seems that there is no need! Go, I'll take you back!"

Dad Lu next to him was a little worried, and lowered his voice and said, "There are so many people...... You're just leaving, isn't it?"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Ren Ruhua hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile: "With me and Master Li, we both benefited just now, and we also want to calm down and study it!"

Master Li, who had sucked the whole process to the end, also nodded again and again, and expressed his attitude seriously: "Master Lu's hand is really powerful in turning decay into magic, and I am also inspired, you can rest assured to go, we will help you take care of it here!"

"Okay, then I'll bother you. Lu Zi'an pondered that he wanted to move the remaining red toon wood from the house, finish the skirt, and then assemble it, and the door would be truly completed.

He drove back with Ying Xuan, and all the carpenters at the scene were also busy after appreciating his works.

Zou Kai walked around with the live broadcast, and the busy people on the scene felt more happy.

Wow, you can get into the camera too!

"Help me take a look, ahem, it's almost here, my hair is fine, right?"

"Pretty energetic! Hey, I'm not crooked behind here, can I? ”

Although it is a live broadcast room, this is Lu Zi'an's live broadcast room after all!

Its influence is no longer comparable to the live broadcast they are opening now, and there is no need to think about the gap at all.

And the fans in the live broadcast room also gave enough face, and none of them brushed negative comments, all of them were all kinds of praises.

[This master is so temperamental...... So serious......]

[Wow, there are so many people, and there is no sound! This is called quality!]

[Who says that no one pays attention to our traditional culture? Look, not only us, but also so many masters!]

[There are thousands of ages, there are eight wildernesses, the future is like the sea, and the future is long. The road to the revival of traditional culture begins at the present, and I am magnificent in China!]

[Magnificent my great Huaxia!]

[Magnificent my great Huaxia!]

This sentence is really in line with everyone's mood, and it swiped the screen directly.

Zou Kai read these barrages very loudly, and many masters secretly wiped away their tears.

At this moment, they had waited too long, too long.

Everyone at the scene was more energetic, and Zou Kai also moved to the last row.

When he was about to reach the door, he saw someone outside walking briskly towards him.

Feng Xiaoxun saw him as soon as he raised his eyes, and beckoned happily: "Hey! Akai, long time no see!"

"Little ...... Cough, hello Xun Xun!" Zou Kai also walked towards him: "Why are you here?"

"Oh, you're live broadcasting, hello everyone, I'm a reporter from Fu'an TV, Feng Xiaoxun, I'm here to interview on the spot! Please support us Fu'an TV! Thank you!" Feng Xiaoxun had an occupational illness, and by the way, his family also gained popularity.

Although it's a bit redundant, it's a good feeling!

Feng Xiaoxun looks likable and speaks slipperily, fans are very fond of it, and they say that they like to watch Fu'an Tai very much.

And the craftsmen at the scene were even more excited after hearing that the reporter from Fu'an Provincial TV came to interview.

This is Fu'antai! How influential!

They're really going to be on TV!

Some people even wailed in their hearts: I knew that I should have changed into a better set of clothes when I went back in the morning!

At that time, I was thinking about doing things when I came over, and I wore thick and wear-resistant clothes......

Everyone looked up and looked around, and their hearts were at ease again: it seemed that everyone thought so, and they were all dressed similarly.

In order to maintain the image, no one spoke, and everyone was very serious about doing things with their heads down, extremely carefully.