Silver?

Lu Zi'an was stunned, and said with some confusion: "Whose gold award?"

“…… Feng Wuxi, his work is "Natural Selection". Feng Xiaoxun eased his breath and said in a low voice: "I'm in the background, they haven't presented the award yet, I just heard the results of their discussion in the background, you can watch TV now, you can see it right away." ”

The final was broadcast live on TV, and Lu Zi'an hummed: "Thank you, be careful." ”

After hanging up the phone, Lu Zi'an did not go to find the TV, but watched it directly on his mobile phone.

The name Feng Wuxi, he seemed to have heard it last time, but he didn't pay much attention to it at the time, and all the works last time, he remembered that except for Ren Ruhua, they were not very outstanding.

What is the sacredness of this dark horse that suddenly came out?

"Natural Selection", the last sentence is survival of the fittest, just by listening to the name, you can roughly guess what he carved......

Sure enough, it's the type Chongyun likes......

However, to his surprise, the result announced by the host was not the result that Feng Xiaoxun heard, but the fact that he and Feng Wuxi's works tied for the first place.

There were two gold medals, which had never been the first of its kind in a woodcarving competition in Volan Province.

And what was the reason for the final change in the original ranking?

Lu Zi'an looked at it suspiciously, and it wasn't until Master Ma Zhengma also appeared on the stage that he suddenly realized.

Innovation and salvation coincide with the thoughts of Master Ma's father.

Master Ma is a humble person, easy to accept new things, and coupled with the influence of his father, Master Ma is fundamentally supportive of his ideas.

Feng Wuxi, on the other hand, tends to be conservative, thinking that the survival of the fittest, and it is the right decision to automatically choose whether a skill is retained or not by time, which is consistent with Chongyun's thoughts.

So now, on the surface, it seems that Lu Zi'an and Feng Wuxi are competing for the first place.

In fact, it is Ma Zheng and Chongyun, the innovative school and the conservative school that are competing with each other.

Lu Zi'an focused on zooming in on the image and saw that the "Natural Selection" on the table was a lion hunting.

The lion's fur rose slightly from running, the lines of its body were tense and its mouth was slightly open, and in front of it was an elk desperately fleeing.

It looked like the lion's claws were about to catch the elk, but the muscles of the elk's whole body tightened, as if it could escape the lion's claws in the next second.

Did the lion catch the elk, or did the elk escape the shadow of death?

This is a very ingenious suspense, although the wood carving skills can be seen at a glance slightly inferior to Lu Zi'an, but the rare thing is that this work leaves a lot of blank space, and it gives people a very wide space for imagination.

People are always accustomed to sympathize with the weak, and they will hope that the elk will successfully escape.

However, if the elk succeeds in escaping, the lion may starve to death because of lack of food.

The title of the work is Natural Selection, which will leave a tragic feeling after people think and make a choice.

Regardless of the outcome, it is normal and cruel, because - survival of the fittest.

Feng Wuxi's work is indeed very good, and in terms of concept, it is indeed more in line with the theme of the competition "life" than Lu Zi'an's "Salvation".

If it weren't for Feng Wuxi's skills not keeping up, I'm afraid his gold medal would be really stable.

Lu Zi Anzai watched it carefully, and felt that Feng Wuxi seemed to be a little hesitant when he went under the knife, because a work like this, especially this fugitive elk, if he could be more decisive when he went under the knife, the lines would be smoother and more natural, and the visual impact would definitely be much stronger than now.

Lu Zi'an couldn't help frowning.

The overall shape was carved so perfectly, and he fought all the way to the finals, he didn't believe that Feng Wuxi's sword skills would be so bad.

Because if Feng Wuxi's sword skills are really bad like this, unless Feng Wuxi's works can be so innovative in the previous selection competition, it will be absolutely impossible for him to be promoted repeatedly.

Lu Zi'an waited until the game was over, then went to the Internet to find the video, and in a few shots, he saw that Feng Wuxi was indeed hesitant.

If you can come up with a work with such an artistic conception, you must be a decisive person, and you will never have such a look as Feng Wuxi.

It's like a killer who kills without blinking, hesitates to kill a chicken and can't take the knife, which is definitely abnormal.

Especially when he saw that Feng Wuxi was nervous and a little unable to let go when he received the award at the end, Lu Zian felt that the weirdness in his heart was even stronger: What the hell is going on?

Because he had something in his heart, Lu Zi'an was thinking about it all the way home, and he didn't pay attention to everything around him.

Shen Mange had to go back to remove his makeup, so he secretly glanced at him several times along the way, and deliberately posed several beautiful angles, and the result was ......

Lu Zi'an didn't raise his head, and his eyes didn't drift to her.

She couldn't help but send a message to Qu Dodo: [I finally understand what it means to throw a blind man with a flattering eye. 】

Qu Duo held back his smile and held back his laughter, and his shoulders trembled: [I have great sympathy for you, hahahahi!]

Seeing their interaction, Mama Lu's brows furrowed even tighter.

When she got home, she directly ordered: "Zou Kai, you go and move this downstairs, Ying Xuan, you go downstairs to choose vegetables, and you ...... it."

In the end, everyone obediently went to work, and Shen Mange found that there were only three of them left in the entire house.

She couldn't help but say a little strangely, "That...... Auntie, what am I going to do?"

"You don't have to do it, I have something to ask you. Mother Lu pulled them into the study and said in a serious tone: "Are you two together?"

In one piece?

Lu Zi'an finally came back to his senses from his thoughts, and subconsciously wanted to shake his head. Two more years......

Shen Mange had already nodded quickly: "Yes...... But we ......."

"Oh my gosh. Lu's mother was heartbroken: "Manman, you're too stupid!"

？？？

Lu Zi'an frowned and said, "Mom, what are you talking about?"

"I don't care!" Lu Ma directly closed the door and slapped her hand heavily: "Closing the door is a family, and your object is incest!"

“……”

Lu Zi'an looked confused.

Shen Mange looked dazed.

"Mom, what are you talking about, I'm not related to Manman......"

Shen Mange's thinking was much more complicated, and his eyes turned red: "Auntie, did I not do something good, don't you like me......?"

"Ouch, my silly girl, hey!" Lu's mother was distressed and took her into her arms: "You, don't be frightened by his appearance, I'll tell you, don't talk to him, there are many good young men outside, he has a virtue with his father, and he won't feel sorry for his daughter-in-law at all, and there is nothing during the New Year'......s holidays!

In Lu Zi'an's increasingly shocked eyes, she finally realized that she was speaking inappropriately, and stopped suddenly: "Cough, anyway, that's what it means, you see how hard my aunt and I have lived, my hands are calloused......"

"But, Mom, didn't you just say yesterday that this is a mahjong grind?" Lu Zi'an directly dismantled the stage and stared at her expressionlessly: "I said, Mom, am I your own child?"

"Go, go, go, Manman is my daughter!" Lu's mother coaxed Shen Mange in a low voice: "Look at you, why do you want to fall in love at a young age, or talk to such a piece of wood?" Zou Kai is right, what kind of love is it when you are young, is it that the mobile phone is not fun or the TV is not good? Aren't you looking for your own guilt?"

Shen Mange wanted to cry and laugh when he heard it, and said timidly: "Auntie, I, I really like Brother Zi'an......"

"......" Lu's mother was entangled, and handed a look to Lu Zi'an: Really?

Lu Zian nodded happily: It's true.

Lu's mother snorted: "Then, that's it, hey...... Manman, you're okay with everything, but your eyes aren't very good...... Then An, can't you learn from your father, it's Manman's birthday, what about the gift?"