Evening.

Jiang Zuo Sanpi drove into the Xuanwu Lake area, and repeatedly told Qin Huai not to reveal it, so he sneaked away.

"My sister seems to have posted on Weibo. ”

Shang Ya looked at the back of the pickup truck and suddenly spoke.

"What did you say?"

Qin Huai Mu turned his head and glanced at Shang Ya.

My heart skipped a beat, as if I faintly heard the sound of a siren.

Shang Ya opened her mobile phone and opened Weibo, ready to flip out the news for Qin Huai to browse.

"Huh...... Luckily, the dynamic release failed. ”

Shang Ya had a face full of the rest of her life, and let out a long breath, fortunately, it was not released, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"I'm going to delete the video. ”

Qin Huai secretly wiped a handful of sweat, young lady, you have to scare me to death.

Although Qin Huai is not a direct participant, in the current era, the old-fashioned shotguns in the countryside will be confiscated.

"I have to remind Jiang Zuo Sanpi to destroy the earthen cannon as soon as possible. One play is enough. ”

Qin Huai entered the sage mode after finishing the cannon.

"Well, I also feel that the three old men are playing too dangerously. ”

Shang Ya thought so, she was actually a little afraid that Qin Huai's painting style would be deviated.

"Sister simply cooks two dishes, and you rest for a while. ”

Qin Huai nodded, but when Shang Ya walked into the kitchen, he went into the study.

Nan Ke Yimeng's wood carving was quietly placed on the chess table.

The wood carving of Fuxi Nuwa stands on the left side of the Duobao Pavilion.

Qin Huai put on rubber gloves, took it off, and also put it on the chess table.

The two wood carving works are quite excellent.

The former is not a fairyland, but a fairyland.

The latter is the center of gravity hanging upside down, the horse stepping on the swallow, and there is a sense of seriousness looking up at the gods.

Both pieces are good, but not absolutely top-notch.

At least in Qin Huai's eyes, he is not the top, he is more than delicate and delicate, and he is not domineering enough.

Looking back, these two works have a little more ingenuity, but they are less reckless and careless than the wanton sparseness of carving sleepwalking in Tianmu Mountain.

Moreover, the blank space of the sleepwalking jade carving is used very naturally and ingeniously, as if it is not broken, and between the front and back, a work organically forms a movie.

And Nan Ke has a dream, which is a little worse.

Of course, there is no way to do this, more than 700 small characters, if they want to let go of their hands and feet, it is impossible to wantonly alienate.

Qin Huai always soberly reflects on each work.

Keeping a cool head, not being blinded, and knowing where to do not do well enough and where to improve, this is an important reason why Qin Huai can continue to improve.

Even if Qin Huai has a transcendent position in the carving world, Qin Huai's original intention has not changed.

He will still keep looking for his own shortcomings and try to change.

Qin Huai looked at it for a while.

Categorize both works as Born Works.

I could have done better. ’

Qin Huai thought that he did not come out of his own style of wood carving at this stage.

If the idea of Nan Ke Yimeng is handed over to other craftsmen with thirty years of carving, it will not be much worse than Qin Huai.

In summary, there are no distinctive signs in it.

Or rather, the personal style is not strong enough!

The personal style is not strong enough, which means that Qin Huai's creation has not yet taken shape.

It is so powerful that others can follow suit, but in any case, as soon as Qin Huai's work is released, others will know that it is the extent of Qin Huai's work.

And whether it is Fuxi Nuwa or Nan Ke Yimeng, they can't call this point.

Qin Huai pondered for a while, but didn't come up with a specific solution, so he walked into the kitchen with an open-minded attitude that inspiration is always elusive, and helped Shang Ya to start for a while.

……

……

After dinner, Qin Huai and Shang Ya walked along the shore of Xuanwu Lake, standing on the ancient city wall, looking at the Purple Mountain and the center of the lake.

"The evening breeze is blowing, and the moonlight is so beautiful. ”

Shang Ya's long skirt flew up, and she was picturesque under the lights.

The main thing is that there is no burden on the lifestyle, as Su Shi yearns for:

'The night is dustless, and the moonlight is like silver.

When pouring wine, it must be 10 points.

Fame and fortune, vain and hard work.

Sigh in the horse, fire in the stone, body in the dream

……

And Tao Tao, happy and innocent, when to return, to be an idler.

To a piano, a pot of wine, a stream of clouds. ’

Qin Huai almost lives in the poet's yearning.

"yes, the moonlight is beautiful, but—can you put your hand on my ass?"

Qin Huai took Shang Ya's hand down.

"Hey, hey. ”

Shang Ya smiled, looked up at the moon with a small face, if he was serious, he should give Qin Huai a poem.

Shang Ya, who racked her brains, shook her head:

"I suddenly want to send you a poem. ”

Shang Ya paused, and his tone was slightly ambiguous: "I don't know how many people will return to the moon, and the falling moon is full of love and trees." Jade... The curtain can't be rolled up, and the clothes are smashed and the anvil is returned. ”

Qin Huai: "......"

Combined with Shang Ya's tone and that little expression, Qin Huai suddenly had the wrong painting style...... Forget it, pretend you didn't hear.

Qin Huai turned his head away, his eyes fell on the metasequoia tree under the light, and the breeze jumped between the treetops.

"I want to be a little moth and sleep quietly on that thin leaf. ”

Qin Huai suddenly laughed, laughing very happily.

If you sleep on a leaf, it should feel like a baby lying in a stroller with a mother's soft hum of a lullaby in your ears......

How healing and warm......

Shang Ya was stunned for a moment, and looked at the metasequoia leaves along Qin Huai's gaze, the leaves under the street lamp were green, the breeze was blowing, and the green leaves were gently swaying.

"Yes, it turns out that Qin Huai's little brother likes to fight in the field. ”

Shang Ya suddenly realized and looked at Qin Huai comically.

Qin Huai: "......"

Isn't it the same thing that I mean when I say sleep and sleep as you understand it?

Good gas.

Shang Ya began to talk again.

Qin Huai could only pretend not to hear it, and then turned around silently, leaving Shang Ya with a cold back for Shang Ya to experience for himself.

"When I went out just now, I was still confused, the development of Chinese wood carving to the present, there are many skilled craftsmen, even if Nan Ke dreams in tens of thousands of works, can not stand out. How do I establish my own unique style of wood carving?"

"Didn't you say you had to rest for a few days?"

Forehead.

Qin Huai paused, and couldn't speak for a while.

Shang Ya sighed quietly, thinking about creation all the time, terrifying.

If Qin Huai's little brother was so attentive in some way, their children would be able to run all over the ground.

However, this is where the charm of Qin Huai's little brother lies, and it is especially charming when he thinks about it, and it seems to exude a fragrance of solitary life.

"You slowly realize that my sister is here with you. ”

Since Qin Huai was tired of this, Shang Ya did not intend to curb Qin Huai's thoughts.

She wants to be a woman who silently supports a successful man!

"I've got a feeling...... If I were looking for my own style of wood carving, or the style that best suited me, I thought it would be the feeling of 'the breeze passing through the hall, the lonely mountain torrent'. ”

Shang Ya looked dazed, she knew all these words when she picked them out individually, but she couldn't understand them at all!

It's terrible to be uneducated!

Shang Ya looked at Qin Huai's bright eyes that longed to be understood, leaving tears of unlearned and unskilled.