"Son of God, I'm back. You've been suffocating me when you go back to your hometown these days! ”

As soon as Fang Chenggong saw Wang Tiantian getting in the car, he took Wang Tian's luggage, and Wang Tian carried his own bonsai.

Speaking of which, Fang Chenggong is the only good buddy in Wang Tian's major, speaking of which, he is also in sympathy with the same disease, and he is both excluded by that Wu Xing.

There were a few dozen boys in the class, and basically everyone else was surrounded by Wu Xing, so Fang Chenggong and the two of them sympathized with each other.

In the final analysis, it is because the two have a harmonious temper and have a similar art.

Fang Chenggong is the same as Wang Tian, the art bacteria are developed, in addition to no achievements in carving, singing, painting is also Fang Chenggong's housekeeping skills, and, compared to Wang Tianlai, Fang Chenggong also has a personal skill, that is, creation, let me make it clear to you, Fang Chenggong is an online novel writer, serialized novels on a website, for a long time, in a gloomy room, Fang Chenggong buried himself in writing, Wang Tianju carved the case, so, the school inevitably circulated the scandal that the two had a relationship, but the two of them were self-clearing, And they also appreciate each other's talents, and they are happy to be talked about by others, which proves that the two have a good relationship.

"Can you still be stuffy? You're not doing your creations anymore? ”

"Creation also needs inspiration, and life, but also to distinguish priorities. Didn't we all enter the rematch of the school's painting competition, I have been practicing painting recently, and we have to raise our eyebrows once, so that Su Lele can afford to look at us once. ”

Fang Chenggong's Su Lele is a member of the financial management class, Wang Tian and Fang Chenggong are in this class, this painting competition is in charge of Su Lele, as the saying goes, the study committee and the class leader are from the same country, so Su Lele actually excludes Fang Chenggong and Wang Tian, he two represent the class to participate in the school's painting competition, which originally called Su Lele feel no play, but the recommended few people only have two of his works through the preliminary competition, and they can only catch ducks on the shelves at the moment.

"Why bother asking her to look up to it, let's just look up to ourselves. Besides, I'll have to put the drawing contest on hold for now. ”

"Is something wrong?" Fang Chenggong knew Wang Tian very well, in fact, from getting out of the car and seeing Wang Tian's worried expression, Fang Chenggong guessed that something must have happened.

"It's nothing, it's not that the instructor is urging me to pay the tuition for the new semester, otherwise he will give me a good look!"

"This grandson! ! Fang Chenggong said and flipped out his wallet, "Son of God, how bad are you?" I still have an extra 3,000 yuan for living expenses, so you should respond to the emergency first. ”

"No need." Wang Tian hurriedly pushed his hand to stop the success, "Orange, I have already thought of a way to deal with money, but I may have to step up carving in the past two days, and I should have accompanied you when I came back, but my brother may not be able to stand with you, don't blame me." ”

"What are you talking about? Your business is my business, where can I have fun if you have difficulties, then you will retreat and carve first, I can't just code the words for two days, damn, you don't know that there are a lot of people who have opened new books in the past two days, and a new book I just opened can't be on the list of classified new books, and it is estimated that it will be over. ”

"Wasn't it the brush's fault this time?"

"This? Yes! ”

Wang Tian and Fang Chenggong both smiled.

In fact, they each know their respective fields very well, about writing, in fact, Wang Tian also thought about trying, he always heard Fang Chenggong say that the aunt who writes books on the website often tens of thousands, more than 100,000, more than one million, Wang Tian always thinks that it is unlikely, so he doesn't bother to understand.

Besides, Wang Tian has only written short poems and essays, where can he make up such a whimsical novel that exceeds a million at every turn, lying motionless on the table, tapping on the keyboard like a "dead man"? Isn't this a thought that you will live a long life?

He Fang Chenggong had a simple meal, and after saying goodbye, Wang Tian went back to his home first, put the bonsai at home, boarded the tricycle, Wang Tian went directly to the antique street to set up a stall, and the remaining time is getting less and less.

In the class, Wan Qingfeng pointed at his nose several times and scolded people, and sometimes, he would also point to Sang and scold Huai, in short, in Wan Qingfeng's eyes, he was a poor child with no prospects, and he walked out of this big school, and he would be a vendor who set up a stall in the future, and he would be inferior for the rest of his life.

Wang Tian doesn't want to be looked down upon by such a person!

At this moment, try not to think about that ugly face, set up the stall, Wang Tian took out his sandalwood again, and carried out the next step of repairing.

At this time, the sandalwood, the shape of the horse stepping on the swallow is only a semi-finished product, leaving a lot of potholes and chisel marks when making the embryo, naturally, left in the embryo making, the buckle straight line is not correct, the head is not refreshing enough, and the image is not like the same and so on and so on all need to carry out the following link, that is, the light.

And the light repair is the last process of carving, in fact, it is also the time to really see the craft, the so-called carving to this is the key.

Specifically, it is for the problems left by the embryo beating for further detailed processing, which requires the carver to have a full understanding of the object, comprehend the intention of the design, the content of the composition and the storyline, in order to express the artistic conception of the work, Wang Tian pondered for a few seconds before starting to repair the light.

Wang Tian fixed his eyes and meticulously removed the chisel marks, scars, and burrs left on the work when the embryo was beaten, so that the work was smooth and clean. In addition, Wang Tian has to strive for a coherent treatment of the work, but the carving of sandalwood is far more difficult than the wood he encountered before.

Because the sandalwood is as hard as stone, the carving knife can not move smoothly on the sandalwood, the strength of the grasp is really difficult to grasp, each knife needs Wang Tian's hand to produce a huge amount of force to control, a little attention will be scratched, and the sandalwood bad knife, the knife, although Wang Tian chose the alloy carving knife, but still feel that the sandalwood wants to eat the carving knife general, the spirit is highly nervous for a while, remembering that this sandalwood is 60,000 yuan, Wang Tian's mind to concentrate on art was disturbed again, after being distracted, the hand is even more disproportionate,

Wipe it, Wang Tian scraped it, and the sandalwood suddenly flew down a piece of sawdust, but it was the tip of the swallow's wings that should be kept...

Broken!

Sixty thousand gone.

For a while, Wang Tian had to stop his carving, and in the sun, look at this work, at this time, Wang Tian realized that the embryo shape that was made overnight did not seem to be the most appropriate angle.

No, no, this, Wang Tian was already sweating profusely, and his palms were even wetter, and the sweat drops were dripping down the carving knife on the stall.

Wang Tian looked at the unfinished horse stepping on Feiyan, and it was difficult to face it for a while....

I don't have the strength to create a sandalwood horse stepping on Feiyan at all, why should I be strong?

Now, the material of the good 龗...

It's over, where can I pay back?

…

No, Wang Tian suddenly discovered a possibility when all thoughts were lost, yes, the spiritual flow seems to be able to enhance his own strength, operating this sandalwood is actually not strong enough, the chisel is not enough, while afraid of the sandalwood eating the knife, on the other hand, he is worried that the strength is not enough, and he is afraid of the tail, so it seems difficult to move an inch, if the amount of strength increases, it is not a light weight?

So, Cai Ling goes? -------------------------------------------------------- recommendation votes are getting fewer and fewer day by day, ask for recommendation votes. I still don't believe it!