Table.

Shang Ya was in a hurry to carve her fingerprints, gobbled up the green onion egg cake, and then drank the soy milk, but Qin Huai chewed slowly, she could only wait silently.

"You heard me last night...... Done?"

"Ah, how come I can't hear it in my ear?"

Hearing this, Shang Ya's pretty face suddenly turned red, didn't she hear the black silk, white silk or something?

It's so angry, why do you want to say black silk or something. My sister's shame.

"It turns out that I was targeted by you two years ago......"

Qin Huai smiled meaningfully.

"No, four years ago, to be exact, when you were still a minor...... Hey. ”

Shang Ya let out a series of idiot laughs.

Hearing this, the corners of Qin Huai's eyebrows jumped, and he silently sorted out the plates, what else could he say?

"I'll wash the dishes, you quickly find the ink and prepare the carving knife!"

"Oh. ”

Qin Huai put down the dinner plate, turned around and went upstairs, took out the red ink from the desk drawer, and when he went downstairs, Shang Ya was already sitting on the edge of the dining table together, with anticipation written on her little face.

"Press carefully, and once you press it, don't move......"

Qin Huai held Shang Ya's finger and pointed.

Shang Ya looked very restrained, and pouted her thumb on the ornament for a long time before she found the feeling and fell gently.

A bright red fingerprint covers the surface of the wood, which is especially conspicuous in gold, and the fingerprint is delicate, and you can see that it is the fingerprint of a girl's paper at a glance.

"Is it qualified?"

"Good. ”

Qin Huai nodded, and also pressed a fingerprint, which was together with Shang Ya's fingerprint.

Then take out the carving knife from the wooden box and prepare to engrave the fingerprints.

"Can I carve?"

Shang Ya asked suddenly, always feeling that if she carved, it would seem more sacred and pious.

"The gap in the middle of the fingerprint is very small, and your hand is unstable. If you shake it slightly, it will break, so don't do it. ”

Hearing this, Shang Ya's expression wrinkled, as if she was lost.

"But I grabbed your hand, I should be able to try. ”

Qin Huai's words changed.

"Naw. Touch it for you. ”

Shang Ya stretched out her little hand, Qin Huai bent down and stood behind Shang Ya, one hand around Shang Ya's left shoulder, propped up on the dining table, and the other hand held Shang Ya's small hand that grabbed the carving knife.

Pulling Shang Ya's arm with his wrist, he slowly scratched off the waste between his fingerprints on the wood.

or swipe, or re-engrave, or sharpen, or lick with the tip of a knife......

Shang Ya's jewel-like eyes stared at the tip of the knife tightly, her wrist was at the mercy of Qin Huai, and Qi Mei bit her lip, for fear that there would be the slightest mistake.

"Why are you so nervous?"

"You have to be nervous, you can't make any mistakes. ”

Shang Ya puffed out her cheeks, this is an extremely sacred thing, and she will be heartbroken if she messes up the slightest.

"Oh, don't you think it's important?"

Shang Ya then asked casually.

"Important, important, very important. ”

Feeling the murderous intent that flashed in Shang Ya's tone, Qin Huai did not hesitate to give the correct choice for this proposition, and then focused more on carving.

Time passed slowly, and the two fingerprints were finally traced.

Shang Ya gently blew off the wood powder on the surface, and her eyes were full of small stars.

"Fingerprints are connected, forever concentric, this is what we carved together, it is a testimony of love, if you dare to be sorry for your sister......

Hmph, do you know the Headless Horseman Makoto Ito?"

Shang Ya stroked the glittering ornaments, and suddenly raised her eyebrows and glared at Qin Huai.

"What Headless Horseman?"

Qin Huai was frightened by Shang Ya's sickly smile, and asked suspiciously.

"You don't understand, anyway, it's miserable in the end. Let's continue to carve the second piece and complete the ceremony, you are my sister's person~"

Shang Ya's eyebrows danced.

……

……

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

The newspaper reporter of "China Arts and Crafts Monthly" arrived on time.

——As the most authoritative art magazine in China, "China Arts and Crafts Monthly" is the official media that countless artists are eager to appear on the cover.

However, only 12 artists a year receive this honor, and most of the artists who can appear on the cover are journals that have published many research papers, or are high-ranking seniors in the industry.

This shows the competitiveness of the magazine's cover character.

As far as Qin Huai knows, there were several powerful candidates for the last issue, like the director of the Central Academy of Fine Arts' Academy of Painting and Calligraphy......

But in the end, they were still no match for Qin Huai, who was born out of nowhere, and were tragically squeezed away.

"Hello, Mr. Qin.

We are reporters and editors of "China Arts and Crafts Monthly", and we came to interview and shoot the cover ......"

A group of four people stood at the door with photographic equipment and other equipment, their expressions extremely complicated, and their hearts were quite uneasy.

They thought that Qin Huai should live in a small, dilapidated unit building built decades ago.

As a result, a top-notch villa with a peach grove and a lawn courtyard?!

Confused.

Be rendered speechless.

"Come in, just interview in the courtyard. ”

Qin Huai opened the door and beckoned, there was a chess table in the courtyard, and Qin Huai was sorting out the notebook for studying jade.

"Mr. Qin looks very busy......"

"Yes, there is no end to learning. This life is short, and every second counts. ”

Seeing this, the photographer had already begun to capture the material, and clicked and took a picture of Qin Huai's thick notebook full of words.

Qin Huai brought wooden chairs for a few people to sit down.

When everything is ready, the editor turns on the voice recorder and begins the interview.

"We know that Mr. Qin's works often present artistic conceptions from a unique perspective. What is it that forms such a unique entry point for Mr. Qin's artistic creation?"

The editor asked.

Qin Huai thought for a while, and then spoke:

"I like to do some weird things with the artistic image first.

It's like a beam of sunlight, I first put it under a prism and scatter it so that it becomes a seven-color light.

The work presented in this way, although still sunlight, is obviously more beautiful.

That's why the creative perspective is different. ”

The editor hurriedly took notes.

Qin Huai's explanation is really unique, it is easy to understand, and it is not obscure at all.

"Mr. Qin can always have refreshing ideas, so may I ask, will Mr. Qin be exhausted? How to ensure that the source of inspiration is not exhausted?"

The editor continues to throw questions.

Qin Huai pondered for a moment: "If you want to ensure a steady stream of inspiration, then you need to absorb excellent works from ancient and modern China and foreign countries, carefully study and digest them, and absorb nutrients.

As the old saying goes, 'Read more than 10,000 volumes, and write like a god.' ’

There are hills and ravines in my heart, and there is naturally something under the knife. ”

The editor's eyes lit up, and the answer was cool!

The keen intuition from the editor made him write like a fly, and recorded Qin Huai's answers concisely and concisely.

And the next few questions, Qin Huai answered them brilliantly, both reasonable and lively.

The editors were amazed.

This is his most relaxed interview! Even if you just sort out what Qin Huai said a little, it can be turned into a wonderful article full of fun, and all kinds of insights and artistic concepts can be dismantled in it.

Wonderful!

The editor smiled from ear to ear. It was so easy to interview Mr. Qin!

……

Finally, shoot the cover.

The staff put on a little light makeup for Qin Huai, and took a set of photos with a click, both standing and sitting.

After the shooting, the photographer looked at the picture and was full of praise:

"Mr. Qin is really photogenic, whether it is temperament, height, or appearance, he is superior. Obviously, you can rely on your appearance, but you have to rely on your talent. ”

The reporters who took pictures also looked relaxed, and when they took a picture, it was the material, and they didn't need to retouch the picture at all......

It doesn't get much easier than that.

The editor and the photographer look at each other and see the comfort in each other's eyes.

Qin Huai smiled without saying a word, and sent a few people to the door.

"Let's go first, Mr. Qin. When the monthly magazine comes out, we will send you a copy as soon as possible!"

"Okay, goodbye. ”

Qin Huai stretched his waist, and at this time, the three little apprentices who came to study also appeared at the door.