Do you feel that you are not inferior to Lu Zi'an?

Chongyun didn't hold back, and smiled: "That's good, sure enough, there is still progress in winning an award." ”

Thinking back to the moment when he shrunk back, Feng Wuxi couldn't help but lower his eyes and smile: "At that time...... It's not the same. ”

Under the circumstances, anyone who stood in his place would have trembled.

After all, he was unknown at the time, Lu Zi'an was on live broadcast and on TV, and he was in the limelight, what did he compare with others?

But now......

Feng Wuxi spread out his hand and looked at the lines of his palm: "You are right, fate is in your own hands, Lu Zi'an carver is good, and the idea is good, but I am not bad." ”

He has been carving wood since elementary school and has a profound cultural heritage, but he is just immersed in hard practice and has not come out to swagger.

Now that he has become a big man, in addition to being less well-known than Lu Zi'an, I am afraid that Lu Zi'an is not as good as him, and he is very confident in himself.

"Well, that's what it sounds like. Chongyun bent down and carefully observed every angle of a bamboo leaf: "This kind of opportunity is rare, know yourself and know your opponent, you will not be defeated in a hundred battles, let's enjoy it together." ”

To put it mildly, it directly clarified his position with Lu Zi'an.

Either he puts forward the idea of quitting now, and even if he competes with Lu Zian on the same stage in the future, it will only be his own business.

Either...... He has to represent Chongyun's position and fight with an innovative faction like Lu Zian as an old-fashioned faction......

On the fundamentals, in fact, he has a very good impression of Lu Zi'an, if ...... Maybe they can make good friends......

It's just a pity that they have different positions in the end.

Feng Wuxi struggled in his heart, but looking at Chongyun's back and thinking about it again and again, he finally lowered his eyelids and walked over slowly.

Sitting in the car, Ying Xuan began to feel the muscles in his shoulders and arms.

Lu Zi'an looked at him a few times and smiled: "Still strong?"

“…… Master. Ying Xuan was a little embarrassed.

"Alright. Lu Zi'an reached out and picked up the toolbox and got out of the car directly.

Ying Xuan hurriedly chased after him: "Hey, master, how can you let you ...... by yourself"

"Okay, you go back and ask my dad to rub it for you, otherwise your hand will hurt for a few days." Lu Zi'an didn't take this idea seriously at all, and his steps were fast: "Don't do such a stupid thing in the future." ”

It turns out that the master knows it...... Ying Xuan scratched his head embarrassedly.

Zou Kai, who had parked the car, followed, and when he saw that it was Lu Zi'an carrying the toolbox, he hurriedly sped up and caught up to carry it for him: "Oh, Brother An, how can you carry the toolbox yourself, I'll come, I'll come." ”

Lu Zi'an's expression was indifferent: "It's okay, it's not heavy." ”

"It's not heavy, it's not good, it's about style, style understand, right?" Zou Kai said and turned back to talk to Ying Xuan: "Haha, Xiao Xuan, your performance on stage today is really amazing, laugh at me hahaha......"

At this time, Lu Zi'an had already opened the door, and Zou Kai, who was dancing, turned his head suddenly, and before Lu Zi'an could remind him, Zou Kai slammed into the door.

"Ouch...... I ......" Zou Kai covered his head, and a national scold was about to be exported, but he saw Lu Ma walking out with a concerned face, and forcibly held back the second half of the sentence, and said in a hurry: "I, oh...... Oh Gangnam Style ......"

Mother Lu looked at him in surprise: "Xiao Zou, what are you doing here?" Cover your head and sing...... What was that noise?"

"Hey, hey, that's ...... Accompaniment! Accompaniment!" Zou Kai had no face to say that he had hit the door, grinning in pain to ensure his image.

Because Shen Mange was not there, Lu Zi'an went back to the study after eating.

Ying Xuan was forcibly left downstairs because of muscle soreness and weakness.

Lu Zi'an took out the wood carving of "Butterfly", opened the live broadcast room, and sat down calmly: "Good afternoon, I am now ready to continue to repair this wood carving, try to do it today...... I'll take a look at ...... first."

[Wow, the master is really super dedicated, master, you don't rest, do you?]

[Yes, I don't feel like I have a holiday, and every day is busy. 】

[Heh, in fact, this fully illustrates a problem: the four seasons of the world: summer, autumn and winter. 】

Lu Zi'an inadvertently glanced up, and saw that many people were swiping the screen to ask what they meant, and couldn't help but feel a little strange.

This time, the live broadcast room exploded even more, and all kinds of begged him for explanation.

Lu Zi'an coughed lightly: "Well, this ...... Specifically, I can only say that I am a normal man. ”

Other than that, he had no explanation.

The more you explain this kind of thing, the more troublesome it becomes, so it's better not to say it at all.

Focusing on the wood, he picked up the carving knife and continued to carve other repairs.

After the clouds were carved, he didn't follow the usual method in repairing the streamers.

After cutting a large curved piece of wood with a round-mouth knife, he carefully trimmed the corners of the cut wood to make it consistent with the original notch of the wood carving, and then picked a protrusion and slowly carved it finely.

First the wings, then the fine lines on the wings, which gradually become thinner and more transparent as the carving slowly increases.

The most amazing thing is that when Lu Zi'an gently cut it with a triangular chisel, the extra two wooden thorns became slightly bent under his repair, and when you look closely, they look like the tentacles of a butterfly, lining the whole butterfly lifelike, which is breathtaking.

After making the same repairs in several other places, only a small half of the wood in Lu Zi'an's hand was left.

He roughly placed it near the wood carving and compared it, and after a moment of silence, he cut the rest of the wood in half with a knife.

The texture of the garment is the most complex, because it has to be integrated with the garment itself, which has to take into account the texture of the wood.

Lu Zi'an slowly dug out the wood, and the rest was fine, and the lines on his back and waist were perfectly outlined, but Lu Zi'an had a little headache and found that the wood was a little shorter.

At the shoulder blades behind him, a small piece of the log carving protruded, while his wood was a little lighter.

Lu Zi'an's gaze paused for a moment at the slight bulge, and suddenly took out the carving knife of the nuclear carving.

Seven points of nature, three points of carving.

He thought, he already understood why this wood carving had been destroyed.

This is a craftsman who has high requirements for himself, and when he is about to complete a work, he finds that he cannot sketch the image in his mind, and he is unwilling to pass on the defective product to the world.

Because this method of carving butterfly wings in the muscles is really too difficult.

At least for that senior, it was difficult, because he had not been exposed to finer carvings, let's say, nuclear carvings.

Lu Zi'an pursed his lips slightly, and with a serious expression, he carefully excavated the small protrusion.

Little by little, little by little, the sawdust slowly drifted down, and the wood, which originally looked extremely incongruous, gradually became thin and transparent under his fine carving.