"You kid, when did you get such a hand?" Sister Zhang said in surprise, "At the level of this bunch of carnations, it is not inferior to me at all." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

In addition to being amazed, Sister Zhang also felt a little weird - now two bouquets of carnations are placed together, one is her own bouquet, and the other is Zhang Wei's work, but ask yourself, if someone mixes the two bouquets of flowers now and exchanges positions a few more times, even she herself can't tell which bouquet is inserted by her.

Zhang Wei naturally couldn't answer, he really just watched it once, not to mention flower arrangement, a skewer of meat can be crooked, unsightly.

"I'll just say, why don't you feel like it's been upgraded this time, it's waiting for me here!" Zhang Wei was a little excited in his heart, "This upgrade is really practical, what is this called? Super imitation copy?"

Thinking like this, he relied on his memory to completely copy the bouquet of tulips that Sister Ma had inserted just now, and sure enough, there was no jerky feeling at all, as if he had practiced thousands of times.

Once again, Sister Ma's finished flower arrangement was copied, and the similarity was so high, Sister Zhang could see the way.

Just like all other art forms, whether it is music, dance, painting, calligraphy or all other art forms, it may be the same at the beginning, but with the accumulation, the higher the level, the greater the difference between each person, not the kind of gap between good and bad, but "personality", pretending to be the self-perception of art, and the soul of the author is engraved in the work.

But the two bouquets of flowers inserted by Zhang Wei, one bouquet has a complete "Sister Zhang" style, and the other bouquet has a complete "Sister Ma" style.

Zhang Wei is now learning!

Either Zhang Wei has a rare and unparalleled talent and understanding of flower arrangement, which can be seen at a glance, or he already has a certain foundation in floral art, and his level must be higher than that of Sister Zhang, otherwise he would not be able to imitate their works so exaggeratedly.

In order to verify her guess again, Sister Zhang changed several techniques and flower varieties, increased the complexity and difficulty, and inserted a few bouquets of flowers again, and then it was quickly copied by Zhang Wei perfectly.

"Genius!" Sister Zhang sighed sincerely, her eyes were shining, like a martial arts idiot seeing a genius seedling suitable for inheriting the mantle, Sister Ma is deaf and mute and can't speak, and she also used sign language to make a compliment: "Awesome!"

Sister Zhang's life is favored, the biggest even if this flower arrangement art, her floral art is a combination of Chinese local floral art, European and American floral art and many genres of floral art, self-contained, has been in the floral art expo many times to impress various "international masters", but she is weak by nature, does not like that kind of vanity fair, so she opened a flower shop here.

Over the years, from time to time, there have been friends who come to the door to learn, or come to seek scholars, among those people, Sister Zhang has never seen someone as talented as Zhang Wei, and this talent even makes her ashamed.

"Have you ever learned flower arrangement before?" asked Sister Zhang.

"No" Zhang Wei shook his head, he felt that Sister Zhang's eyes were becoming more and more like a martial arts master who wanted to pass on his skills.

"Follow me to learn flower arrangement, your talent for flower arrangement is amazing, even if you go to the world's flower art exhibitions after you finish your studies, you will have enough qualifications!" Sister Zhang said, her tone was very affirmative.

"Uh......" Zhang Wei shrunk his neck, he was really not interested in becoming a floral master, just now watching Sister Zhang and their flower arrangements will itch, it is purely an inexplicable whim, it should be the reason for the ability to upgrade, looking at complex and difficult things I want to imitate, and now the imitation is very successful, the heat just now quickly dissipated, and the interest in floral art began to dissipate.

A considerable part of his ability is about the eyes, these eyes can pass through yin and yang, you can know people's names, see people's yang longevity, and now have the ability to "copy" other people's skills, and this time it seems to be evolving together with the brain - there is a word called "eye master low", if this is only the ability of the eyes, then at most let his vision improve, but flower arrangement is to be hands-on, hands need to be commanded by the brain, so this new ability is not so much the ability of the eyes, but an efficient learning ability.

"Sister, it's better to forget about the global exhibition or something, as long as you need it in the future, I'll help you arrange flowers," Zhang Wei shook his head.

Sister Zhang obviously didn't intend to let him go, and she still had to be persuaded again, Zhang Wei didn't want her to be anxious, so she stood up and made an excuse: "Sister, didn't I tell you on the road that I want to buy clothes again?"

After speaking, Zhang Wei ran away with a smoke.

He hoped that Sister Zhang would forget about this stubble when he came back in a while, and he was next door, and the two sides were separated by a wall, and he was not too worried about protecting Sister Zhang, because it was too close.

………………

Zhang Wei went out two minutes later.

"Jingle bell!"

A small bell rang above the glass door of the flower shop, indicating that someone had pushed the door in.

"Welcome, you can watch as you like!" Sister Zhang greeted habitually, but the work in her hand did not stop.

The visitors were three people, two men, and a little girl.

One of the men, wearing rimless glasses and sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, grunted at the little girl, smiling flatteringly.

Sister Zhang heard that it was Riheyu, her face was surprised, she turned her head and saw the three people.

Except for the lewd man, the other man looked quite normal, just a dead face, unusually serious, his feet stood there as steady as a rock, his arms folded in front of his chest, judging by his knuckles, he was a practitioner, and he practiced some kind of weapon.

Sister Zhang also practices martial arts, and she practices the fierce Bajiquan, so she naturally noticed the man at first sight, and saw that although he was in the side position, he was intentionally or unintentionally protecting the little girl beside him, like a sword that could get out of the body at any time.

The little girl is very cute, with watermelon hairstyle, delicate eyebrows, delicate skin, estimated to be less than 1 meter tall, and wearing a colorful kimono.

At first glance, I felt that this little girl was nothing, but if I looked closely, this little girl's eyes were not as clear and pure as ordinary little girls, but as deep and complex as an old lady.

If you look closely, the little girl's head-to-body ratio is also very strange, her head seems to be a little too big, almost the same as an adult woman, like the "big-headed son" in the animation.

Moreover, a finger's width above her brow, there was a distinct scar that stretched across her entire forehead, and this scar ruined the beauty of her entire delicate face.

The little girl looked around, saw the flowers on the flower stand, and then looked at the bouquet in Sister Zhang's hand, and slowly paced over, with a faint smile on her face, and muttered a few words, but unfortunately although Sister Zhang knew that it was Rihe, she couldn't understand it.

"Lord He Mao is complimenting you on the beauty of your flower arrangement," the lewd glasses man said to Sister Zhang, who spoke fluent Mandarin with a slight accent from Deep Blue City. Facing Sister Zhang, he is no longer a servile face, but with full arrogance, as well as a trace of lust because of Sister Zhang's beauty, "Lord He Mao also asked you if you would like to follow her back and be her special flower arranger, and you can mention your salary." ”