The trivial matters of the outside world are basically over.

There is nothing to do outside, and time is like flowing water through the mountain stream jade.

Two little ones thrive.

Qin Huai continued to indulge in 'exchanging loneliness for artistic brilliance'.

Quietly and quietly, indulged for three months.

Early one morning.

Qin Huai came to the workshop early, and molded all the parts related to the water transport instrument elephant platform, and then polished, compared the details, and assembled.

But.

In the end, the water transport platform still failed.

It may be that Qin Huai failed to study the scientific knowledge involved in the telemeter elephant platform, or it may be that he could not shrink in a general way when reducing the scale.

All in all, the water transport instrument could not operate flexibly according to the records in the history books.

It is inevitable that there will be some small regrets.

Of course.

This is normal.

The first reproduction of the water transport instrument took 17 years of the Chinese researcher, and it took several years for the reproduction of the United States and Australia.

It took eight years for the hometown of Dongying Seiko to collect the resources of a county, and it took a full eight years to reproduce it successfully.

Qin Huai's challenge failed, but it didn't seem abrupt.

Let alone.

Misfortune and blessing are relied upon, and blessing and misfortune are lurking.

Qin Huai's lost wax forging technique has slowly perfected in three months of trying, and he has slowly become proficient, which is the biggest gain.

However.

Qin Huai is also dissatisfied, that is, the lost wax method has not actually jumped out of the strange circle of sculpture.

Always carve first, and then pour the mold, in other words: Qin Huai's extraordinary play is in the carved part.

All the designs were completed at the time of engraving, and the arrangement was clear and could not be changed.

So you see.

Ancient and modern Chinese and foreign bronze utensils are nothing more than cooking utensils, food utensils, wine vessels, water vessels, musical instruments, chariot and horse ornaments, bronze mirrors, belt hooks, weapons, tools and weights and measures, etc., which are handicrafts.

When the first step began to make these crafts, Qin Huai saw the end.

This kind of creation is actually very uncomfortable for Qin Huai.

There is always a strong desire to express and nowhere to put it!

Maybe this is a common problem of artists?

Qin Huai wanted to be unexpected, and unexpectedly amazing!

However, for three whole months, Qin Huai did not find the expected and unexpected surprises that he was destined for.

……

"Baba, I'm going to ...... Baba ......"

Outside the house, two small cries suddenly sounded.

Shang Ya had a headache and carried the two to the door of the studio, looking at Qin Huai's father through the glass window.

The faces of the two little ones were pressed against the glass, their eyes were full of tears, their little mouths were pitifully deflated, and their little faces were squeezed out of shape.

True Tears Behind Bars.

"Baba......"

Shang Ya really had nothing to do, so she could only let the two of them take a look at Qin Huai's father, who was busy.

"Dad is busy, don't argue Dad knows?"

However, the two little ones just didn't listen, lying on the glass window and weeping, and the glass was full of saliva, tears and snot.

Qin Huai heard the sound, turned his head to look, and quickly stood up and walked out of the workshop.

The two little ones changed their faces, quickly stopped crying, and slapped tears and saliva on Qin Huai's face.

"Thank you. ”

Qin Huai kissed Shang Ya lightly on the face.

"I take them to the backyard to play. Wait, I remember that I'm melting copper, and I'm going to make a fake gold and copper Boshan furnace, and I have to turn it off. ”

Qin Huai suddenly remembered that there was still a potential safety hazard, if the power was not turned off in time, I was afraid that it would cause a fire.

Handing over the two small ones to Shang Ya temporarily, Qin Huai walked into the studio quickly.

The two little ones were reluctant to give up, and the tears like the drama spirit came when they said it.

"Daddy won't leave yours behind. ”

Qin Huai sighed, turned off the power, and turned around to walk back.

Suddenly.

Looking at the copper paste that had melted into a brilliant golden in the container, a thought sprung up in his mind.

Three months ago, he used to paint with copper paste, and at that time he had the pleasure of being free from the constraints of molds, doing whatever he wanted, and creating freely.

Now seeing this ball of copper paste, my heart moved, and the ghost sent the god to carry the container and walk out of the studio.

"What?"

Shang Yaqiao's face was slightly nervous, and she took two steps back with the two small ones, guarding against all potential safety hazards that might hurt the two little ones.

"Stay away from me, try the inspiration that just flashed by. ”

Qin Huai carefully held the container and stopped in the open space in the backyard.

"What are you going to do?"

Shang Ya hugged the two little ones who were struggling to walk on the ground, and asked suspiciously.

"Just try it. There was no inspiration for the exact molding. ”

If you want to perfect a brilliant idea, you need to go through thousands of tempering, and even after thousands of failures, you still need to fail.

But.

Even if there is only a glimmer of inspiration, Qin Huai has to try it.

Even if you can't prove that he can't, prove that he can't!

Come to the pool.

Qin Huai fished out some silt and spread it on the ground, leaving a few grooves at will.

Take a deep breath.

Then begin to pour the molten copper.

The golden molten copper, drawing a curve, fell on the silt.

The copper liquid was slightly transparent, and the light passed through, clear and scorching, sometimes shaking a bright flame, sometimes turning sharply, sputtering out two crystal clear copper beads.

Copper liquid spreads slowly along the groove, like lava flowing freely during a volcanic eruption, spreading out a golden and blazing river.

at high temperatures.

For the first time, the posture of copper jumped out of the shackles of the mold and grew thousands of graceful graces.

At this moment, the magnificence is pouring out, and the stars are pouring down.

At this moment, the river is rushing and suddenly surging.

Shang Ya suddenly held her breath.

The two little ones were stunned by the scene in front of them, and pointed their little fingers at Qin Huai's father, babbling milk.

There was a flash of light in Qin Huai's eyes, as if he was comprehending and feeling.

Now.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Qin Huai's mind!

His unique artistic vision infinitely magnifies a series of advantages such as the magnificence and magic of copper when it melts at high temperatures.

Now.

It seems that a new artistic language has been generated in Qin Huai's heart!

For seven thousand years.

Traditional copper art is without exception in the casting of bronze, that is, the bronze can only be solidified in a mold.

For example, food utensils, such as bells, such as copper sculptures.

Restrain the molten copper with molds and make them the shape that bubble humans want.

But the circle is always lacking in agility.

How can there be an aura in shackles?

Can the language of art, which has lasted for 7,000 years, be transformed in my hands?

Can copper, in a certain space, flow freely, grow freely, unrestrained, and form a variety of textures?

Qin Huai's mind seemed to have suddenly opened, and a fairyland appeared.

In the past, the copper art works were all in a mold that could not be changed in the slightest, square or round, with a thousand bodies.

Those bronze works are excellent, but Qin Huai felt a more vivid vitality in the attempt just now.

Like the wind rises for nine days and sinks to the bottom of the sea.

Like a thunderbolt and a sudden freeze.

Like a rolling sea of clouds, it stops in an instant.

Thinking of this, the corners of Qin Huai's lips raised slightly, and the creativity in his mind became clearer and clearer.

"I should really thank the two little guys for interrupting me, if it weren't for them interrupting my train of thought and letting me jump out of the circle of thinking, I am afraid I would not have this understanding!"

Qin Huai picked up a little guy with one hand.

"You're my lucky fruit too. ”

Qin Huai looked at Shang Ya with a doting expression.

Shang Ya used to give him inspiration, and now the two little ones she gave birth to also bring him inspiration.

Shang Ya smiled gently-

Albeit.

She couldn't understand what a piece of copper on the ground meant to Qin Huai.