Shen Mange's thoughts are very aura, and it can be said that her words at that time were the finishing touch in his entire creative process!

Since the traditional image coupled with smart emotions can create a perfect root carving, can he integrate her thoughts, draw nutrients and inspiration from creation, and realize cultural innovation while inheriting traditional culture?

Yes!

In order to prove his conjecture, Lu Zi'an never went out in the next two days, and practiced hard.

No matter how these people in the live broadcast room shouted, he didn't care about it, and he was immersed in his own production.

Sleep when you're done, and do it again when you wake up!

Gendiao is very energy-intensive, but fortunately, with Shen Mange's nutritional supplements, my physical fitness has improved, and I don't feel tired.

It not only retains the texture of the original material, but also adds the creation of people's consciousness, pure hand-carving, according to the material, each piece is unique.

Especially the congenital deficiency of raw materials, the carved works are the most distinctive.

At first, he was a little unskilled, but after making three or four pieces, Lu Zi'an felt as if he had returned to the feeling he had when he carved the dragon pattern accessory.

The knife is him, he is the knife!

This wonderful feeling made him enjoy it incomparably, if it weren't for Shen Mange, he might not even have forgotten to eat.

On this day, he was carving new works, and he was so engrossed that he didn't feel the slightest feeling of brushing rockets and planes in the live broadcast room.

It wasn't until someone slammed the door frantically that he woke up suddenly, frowned and muttered, "Did Xiao Man forget to bring the key?"

Reluctantly, he got up and walked out with his carving knife in his hand as he thought about his next engraving.

As soon as the door opened, Zhuo Peng, who was panting and sweating, raised his hand and paused in the air, and he wailed with a sad face: "Master Lu! I sent you so many messages! I made so many calls! Why don't you turn on the phone! I don't watch the live broadcast, my God, do you remember what day it is!"

"I don't care what day you are. Lu Zi'an turned around and left: "I haven't finished carving yet, don't bother me." ”

Zhuo Peng was about to kneel for him, grabbed his hand, tried to control his emotions, and said cautiously: "Master Lu, have you forgotten...... It's Friday?"

"Whatever it matters to me on Friday, come in if you want to come in, let go. Although Zhuo Peng dragged him, his footsteps still did not stop.

"Wood art competition! Uncle Lu! You really forgot!" Zhuo Peng sat on the ground: "I don't care, you have to participate in whatever you say today, I have registered you! My grandfather picked out clothes for an hour before going out, do you know? My God, if you don't go, he can kill me alive!"

Oh yes.

Lu Zi'an thought about it at this time, as if he ...... yes, he promised to participate in some competition, and what kind of participation card is still on his desk......

He patted his head: "Okay, you let go, I'll go wash my face and I'll go with you." ”

Put the carving knife back, he turned on the phone, he didn't have the heart to contact people in the past two days, although Shen Mange helped him charge the battery, but he felt so noisy that he turned off the phone directly......

He washed his face and came out, and saw Shen Mange beside Zhuo Peng.

"Aren't you going grocery shopping......?

Zhuo Peng hurriedly said: "Because you are participating in an intermediate competition, you will need an assistant, just now Mange said that she could, so I asked her to go with her." ”

Assistant, Lu Zi'an immediately wanted to refuse, but when he looked at Shen Mange, who was neatly dressed and seemed to have lipstick, he couldn't say anything if he refused......

It seems that she is looking forward to it, she must not have a chance to go out, she must still want to go, if she refuses, she will definitely be sad......

"So you're not going to class? It's Friday......"

Shen Mange sighed: "Brother Zi'an, I told you yesterday that I already have a winter vacation......

"......" Lu Zi'an said silently: "That's okay, let's go." ”

Zhuo Peng raced all the way, and finally sent him into the arena before the deadline.

In the car, Lu Zi'an turned on the system light screen and found that the points were full, but he couldn't upgrade to advanced, which couldn't help but be a little strange.

Isn't it enough to have a full number of points? It's 1085, why can't you upgrade?

This broken system won't break, right...... Pit daddy.

Because it is a competition organized by the city, the venue is not shabby, and the gymnasium in the city is directly used.

The nearly two-meter-high curtain divides the venue into three places, but it does not block the audience's view, which is a relatively appropriate arrangement.

The competition is divided into three levels, low, medium and high, not distinguished by age, and everyone uses their own works as the standard for dividing the level when registering, of course, this case like Lu Zi'an is a special case.

So the result of this is that as soon as Lu Zi'an stepped in, he was face to face with an old man.

Belch...... Embarrassed.

After all, he is an elder, Lu Zian nodded at him, said hello, and calmly took the participation card to find his seat number.

The middle-aged man next to him has a friend who is still his father......

It's even more embarrassing.

Lu Zi'an was calm on his face, and he was brushing MMP in his heart: Those people did it on purpose! Send him to pull hatred?

He sat down at the table, the door was opened again, and Lu Zi'an raised his eyes and was happy.

Yo, acquaintance.

Feng Rui was followed by a junior brother, who walked over with a steady step, and then sat down in the seat next to him.

"Mr. Lu, long time no see. Feng Rui smiled and greeted him, "How long have you been here?"

"Long time no see. Lu Zi'an also whispered to him: "I just came, just a little earlier than you." ”

Feng Rui nodded, and said very sincerely: "I have carefully studied your skills in the past few days, I think I lost in speed that day, so I have specially practiced, this competition, I will do my best, and I hope you can go all out." ”

"Okay. He looked very serious, and Lu Zi'an admired him.

Don't take the crooked way, study seriously, lose neatly, and have a calm attitude of wanting to win, Xing Guosheng has accepted a good apprentice, no wonder he can be a big disciple.

"When!" someone struck a gong: "Don't talk to each other!"

The curtain in front of him was slowly lowered, and the host walked up to the rostrum and invited Master Zhuo, the guest of this competition, to give a speech.

Many people are listening carefully, but Lu Zi'an's eyes are on the audience, many seats are empty, and most of them are industry insiders.

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

With the acceleration of the pace of life, few young people are willing to learn traditional skills and time-consuming and laborious handicrafts, and traditional folk art is facing the situation of lack of successors or even extinction.

Competitions and exhibitions like this are usually seen by people in the industry, and looking at those empty seats, everyone has a trace of regret in their hearts.

Master Zhuo is old, but he is still in good spirits, his waist is tough, he stands on the stage with a solemn expression: "...... Craftsmen keep their art and inherit it through the ages. If a craftsman wants to make a tool, he must be cautious, cautious, and cautious...... Work hard and be a person with a clear conscience, so that you dare to inherit the treasures of the previous generations, and only then can you have the confidence to say the explanation to the future generations, and the spirit of the craftsman can be passed on!"

He propped himself on the stage with one hand, leaned forward slightly, and his eyes were like torches: "Many skills are on the verge of being lost, and this is the responsibility given to us by the times! We are craftsmen, or more precisely, guarding artists!"

"We must keep the Chinese culture and realize the great rejuvenation of the Chinese traditional culture! Let us work hard for this goal!"

The words made everyone's blood boil, everyone stood up and applauded, and many people's eyes were red.

Lu Zi'an couldn't help but be in awe of Old Man Zhuo, not to mention anything else, just this ideological realm, he deserves his respect!

He couldn't help but ask himself, could he be the same as Old Man Zhuo?

He entered this industry not for money, he did love this business, but maybe he could be more pure, no longer for his father's wishes, but for the inheritance of culture?

He clenched his fists hard, a tingling pain in his palm, and he lowered his eyes and looked at his hand.

Ingenuity!

In the hustle and bustle, they stubbornly adhere to the inner tranquility, with a heart that can withstand loneliness, innovate traditional skills, inherit the spirit of craftsmen, great craftsmen, ingenuity passed on.

This is the true essence of the Master Craftsman System!

The light screen of the system suddenly appeared, and a row of large red and bold characters appeared: [The mood meets the requirements, the points are full, is it upgraded?]