The host consciously said it very pertinently, quite complacent, waiting for everyone's admiring eyes.

He's not talking nonsense, Ren Ruhua's work has a layer of white things, it should be intended for frost, right?

Unexpectedly, Ren Ruhua shook his head and said in a rough voice: "I, my work is not this one, I use Nalan Xingde's "Sauvignon Blanc: A Journey to the Mountain". A trip to the mountain, a trip to the water, the body to the side of Yuguan, a thousand tent lights in the middle of the night. The wind is changing, the snow is changing, the dream of the broken hometown cannot be realized, and there is no sound in the old garden. ”

Ren Ruhua is 1.8 meters tall, strong, with sleeves half-rolled up between his arms, he doesn't look like he is engaged in carving, as if he can go down to the field with a pinch of his trouser legs, it is hard to imagine that he has such a slender mind in such a shape, can he really integrate this graceful poem into his own works?

With such doubts, the camera turned to his work.

He chose pineapple wood, and he boldly left a thin layer of white skin on the surface of the wood, but hollowed out underneath to make depressions and bulges everywhere, and from a distance, it really looked like thousands of tents.

Along the undulating curve of the wood, a messy piece of wood below was turned into a dilapidated city by a few knives, not very obvious, and he didn't even cut the place that needed to be finely outlined, and let the white skin cover everything, as if the snow had buried everything.

"Okay!" Master Li stood up with burning eyes: "Wait for me to see......"

He didn't think he could watch it well enough on the big screen, so he simply got up and walked to the front of the stage and admired it carefully.

"This is a real freehand, the knife is vertical and horizontal, it doesn't seem to be intended, the style is light and simple, natural and elegant, using the texture of the wood itself to highlight the theme, young man, you have a lot of ideas!" Master Li made an in-depth understanding of the whole work in great detail, and nodded his head with satisfaction every time he saw the subtleties.

Especially when I saw the city covered by wind and snow, I applauded even more: "The knife has become a landscape, and there is a remote northern realm with great opening and closing, I didn't expect this competition to have such a talented person, I ...... it."

I think you are the champion.

The second half of the sentence almost blurted out, but suddenly remembered Lu Zi'an, and the tip of his tongue was against his lips and teeth and swallowed it back.

Yes, what about Lu Zi'an?

He looked back, the curtains were heavy, Lu Zi'an's eyebrows were cold, his expression was indifferent, and he was not affected by them at all.

Lu Zi'an wielded the carving knife lightly in his hand, skillfully using the method of deflection in ink painting, a piece of hard ebony was born in his hand and turned into soft satin, allowing him to play at will, without the slightest hindrance.

All kinds of skills seem to be at his fingertips in his hands, and the whole work is done in one go!

Because the knife was so fine, he didn't even need to polish it again, just slightly sharpened off the rough corners and slapped off the crumbs: "Mine is also done." ”

He was the last to do it, but he was the second to finish, and he used Ebony, and this speed put some pressure on the others, and some didn't even have time to look up before they got into more intense creations.

Although the ebony is extremely heavy, because Lu Zi'an's ebony is not big, it can be carried by one person.

The staff moved his work to the front of the stage, and when they looked back, they found that Lu Zi'an had not followed.

"Hey, Mr. Lu......" The host was a little puzzled.

Lu Zi'an nodded calmly: "You guys look first, I still have one work to finish." ”

Is he really going to make two at a time? Everyone looked at each other.

The host looked at the time with some hesitation: "Mr. Lu...... There's only an hour left......"

"Well, it's just in time. Lu Zi'an bowed slightly at him, and his gaze had already turned to another piece of wood.

Master Li stared at Lu Zi'an's ebony work with lowered eyes, his face was solemn, but he did not speak rashly.

Lu Zi'an didn't send it over in person, and he didn't even get up, if he had such an attitude in the past, he would have been angry, but now he was not angry at all.

Lu Zi'an didn't say what the name of this work was, but he only needed to look at it, and at a glance, those three words were already on his lips.

"Yulin Bell"

Lu Zi'an carved the pavilion and willow tree very carefully, although there is no one in the picture, every detail shows traces of human existence.

Or the half of the sake in the pavilion, or the orchid boat that is about to be released, the unique and unpredictable black patterns of the ebony itself resemble famous mountains and rivers, such as flowing clouds and flowing water, better than jasper Qiongyao, under Lu Zi'an's knife, it seems that the whole picture is rendered into a desolate meaning, full of gloom and melancholy.

If Ren Ruhua's works are virtual and real, which means the scenery first, then Lu Zi'an's works are between the virtual and the real, with both the scenery and the deep meaning, which is higher and which is lower, at a glance.

Master Li watched the "Yulin Bell" for a long time, his heart was shocked inexplicably, and he looked back at Lu Zi'an, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe that such a work that perfectly integrated realism and freehand was actually from Lu Zi'an.

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[He is doubting himself and life. 】

[The anchor is a little closer, the master's works can't be seen clearly, and he can barely see the gazebo......]

Zou Kai was also helpless: "I can't get closer, if I get closer, I'll climb to the stage." ”

"Hey, Brother Kai. But it was Bai Shu's aerial patting of his shoulder: "You come with me, you can get closer when you walk from this side." ”

The two of them walked around the stage, and there was a ladder in a corner of the backstage, and Bai Shu took aerial photos of the ladder: "Come on, I'll hold it for you." ”

[Come on, whatever you want. 】

Zou Kai coughed and was about to climb, when he suddenly felt blessed: "There was such a big movement just now, should it be ......?"

He said how could it be so loud all of a sudden, it turned out that this guy was making trouble.

"Hey, hey. Bai Shuhang shrugged at him: "You can only understand, not speak!"

"Hey, you kid, okay you. Zou Kai climbed up with a smile on his face.

Master Lu is the benefactor of their family, how could he sit back and watch him being bullied, fanning the flames and bringing rhythm or something, he has been the most skilled since he was a child, and it is not difficult at all, Bai Shuhang scratched his head with a smile: "Basic operation, basic operation." ”

At the same time, the other contestants have also completed the creation, each person's works have their own characteristics, some focus on freehand, some do the opposite to focus on realism, can come to this point are not general, it is simply a hundred flowers, the stage is very lively.

The judges finally recovered their own cultural heritage, and each work was evaluated in detail.

But without exception, the first place selected by everyone is "Yulin Bell".

Bai Shuhang raised his eyebrows: "Hey, Old Man Li actually chose Master Lu's work......"