Boxwood carving is mainly used for art appreciation, so the carvers are very particular.

[Wow, boxwood, ah......]

[I'm looking forward to it, I don't know what the master will carve?]

Chiseling rough blanks is a technical job, Lu Zi'an is still the old rule, pick up the flat knife is to do it.

Many old-timers next to him stared at him with wide eyes, their beards trembled, but they still didn't speak.

After all, this is a discussion, and neither suggestions nor points are allowed.

Feng Rui is drawing, this is fine wood carving, and drawing is a necessary process and a necessary kung fu.

On the other hand, Lu Zi'an didn't even move the pen at all, and directly changed the handle knife and began to dig up the fine billet.

This habit seemed to outsiders to act impulsively, and many people shook their heads and turned their gaze to Feng Rui.

Feng Rui calmly sketched the lines without raising his head.

Lu Jianwei looked at Feng Rui, and then at his own son, his eyes widened, and he couldn't wait to go up and poke him with a finger.

But Lu Zi'an was unaware of the changes in the outside world, his knife technique was round and smooth, and the sawdust fell in a row, revealing the natural yellowness and warmth of boxwood.

There was silence all around, and the unique aroma of boxwood in the air was very light and very faint.

Elegant but not gaudy, it is a taste that can be described as a fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed.

Everyone watching around couldn't help but relax, and looked at Lu Zi'an's gaze with a hint of approval.

[The wind blows the ass and the ass is cool and rewards a plane!]

[The wind blows the ass and the ass is cool: Can the master sell me this wood carving!]

[Didn't you hear the anchor upstairs, don't sell it!]

[Sad...... I want it too. 】

[Want +10086]

With the deepening of the depiction, a statue of Guanyin has gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Lu Zi'an's styling is very rigorous, and the pursuit of exquisite and meticulous, all kinds of knives are flipped between his fingers, he doesn't even need to look down, his fingertips can accurately pick up the handle he wants.

Guanyin has a long body, barefoot, dressed in heavenly clothes, with high hair in a bun, a chest hanging down, holding a scroll in his right hand and a corner of his clothes in his left hand.

However, with only a few knives, the character form is vividly expressed.

The figure turned slightly sideways, and the clothes were lightly lifted, revealing his brilliance inadvertently.

Xing Guosheng couldn't help but take a few steps closer, looking at the wood carving that slowly showed its outline, his heart beat a little faster.

In order to depict the complexity and gorgeousness of the clothing pattern, Lu Zi'an used various techniques of round carving, openwork carving, and relief carving to express the texture and drape of the clothes well.

And Guanyin's face he left to the last step, he changed back to the flat knife, and used the boldness of the flat knife to depict Guanyin's face extremely clumsy.

Many old-timers exchanged glances and nodded secretly.

Lu Jianwei felt that his heartbeat was accelerating, his breathing was getting heavier, and his blood was running faster.

He tried hard to suppress himself before he could hold back the tears that welled up in his eyes, and he looked at Lu Zi'an proudly with excited caressing eyes.

This is his son!

The Lu family, there is a successor!

Zi'an's eyebrows were indifferent, and when the blade lightly slashed across the wood carving, a boxwood Guanyin had already been carved.

The face of the wood carving is serene, and the eyes are slightly closed, such as entering the realm of forgetting the two things, and it is clear.

After the polishing of the fine knife and dense pieces, the muscles of the characters are round and bone-run, and the posture is "S" shaped, which is solemn and feminine.

The delicate garment is the most wonderful part of the statue, blowing the crumbs and the corners of the garment as if fluttering in the wind.

"Good!" Even Xing Guosheng couldn't help but praise loudly, and his eyes burst out with terrifying brilliance: "Good knife technique!"

"Okay!" An old-timer stepped forward and observed carefully: "Seven points of nature, three points of carving, using the texture of the wood itself to form a clothing pattern, it is really original!"

Feng Rui stared at the Guanyin statue for a few seconds, and then looked at the wood that he hadn't even finished drawing, took a deep breath, put down the paintbrush, and said with a wry smile: "You won." ”

[666, this Guanyin is absolutely amazing!]

[Do-doe rewarded a plane!]

Another old-timer stroked his beard and sighed: "The rarest thing is Shen Yun, this son's future is limitless!"

Others were naturally full of praise, and even the disciples of the criminal family admired Lu Zi'an very much.

Not to mention anything else, Lu Zi Anlu's hand alone is enough for them to benefit a lot.

Except, of course, Lu Hao.

He stared at the Guanyin so hard that he couldn't believe his eyes.

How is this possible?

Obviously, the people he sent scolded Lu Zi'an in the live broadcast room a few days ago, and the information fed back was also that Lu Zi'an was basically some garbage, so he specially wanted him to make a fool of himself today.

Why is this happening? Could it be......

He glared at Lu Zi'an angrily, gritting his teeth: "It's you, did you deliberately harm me!"

Lu Zi'an looked at him indifferently and sneered, "What did I harm you?"

"You deliberately pretend that you don't know anything, you just want to step on me to be in the limelight!" The more Lu Hao thought about it, the more right he became, Lu Zi'an didn't know Zhuo Peng, if he hadn't invited Zhuo Peng to participate in his apprenticeship ceremony, Lu Zi'an wouldn't have been able to catch up with Zhuo Peng at all!

"The limelight?" Lu Zi'an swept away the debris slowly and methodically, and raised his eyebrows: "You mean this discussion? I don't think this is any limelight, but it just reassures everyone about me." ”

But in this way, it is impossible for Zhuo Peng's birthday gift to be given to his master! What is he going to do!

The more Lu Hao thought about it, the more angry he became, the more anxious he became, his face was swollen and red, but he couldn't say a word.

While they were arguing, the others were watching them.

In fact, their cousins still have some similar facial features.

Lu Hao is younger, with a rectangular face, thick eyebrows raised slightly rebelliously, revealing a pair of angry eyes;

And Lu Zi'an is taller than Lu Hao, so he looks a little thin, with thick eyebrows and thin lips, and a cold handsome with sharp edges and corners, probably a little longer, and his cold eyebrows and eyes look much more mature than Lu Hao.

Especially when he has been staying at home for the past two years, he has covered himself a little white, and suddenly compared Lu Hao to a pickled cabbage.

After a short silence, seeing that Lu Hao didn't say anything more, the others gathered around.

"Jianwei, you teach well, you see that you don't do it now, why don't I send my grandson and you can help take care of it?"

"Brother Zi'an, how did you turn this carving into it just now? I've been looking at it, but I just don't understand, you ......?"

“……”

Lu Jianwei was tightly blocked, his brain was buzzing, and he didn't know what to do.

"Wait a minute. Lu Zi'an stood up and said with a smile: "Master Punishment, we are ...... to learn."

Xing Guosheng laughed, and the wrinkles at the corners of his forehead stretched: "Of course you won, don't worry, although I didn't say it before, but the color head does still have to be ......"

I'm waiting for you!

Lu Zi'an smiled and said seriously: "Then ask the criminal master to expel Lu Hao from the division." ”

Lu Hao raised his head suddenly, and everyone looked at him in disbelief.