This hot stamping is purely handmade.

A soldering iron, a wooden board, some paint was placed there.

The master's craftsmanship is really good, after a while, a person, the image of a small animal in him holding an electric soldering iron, the hot drawing is lifelike.

It's time to give Lingling a hot stamping painting.

The old master was extremely serious, and several people were watching the master's methods attentively, as if there was no such person as Ah Lai.

Seeing that it was almost finished, suddenly the electric soldering iron in the master's hand had no temperature, he thought that the electric soldering iron was broken, and hurriedly replaced another one, which was also so cold, hurriedly went back to the house, pressed the light switch, and reluctantly came back and said: "I'm sorry, the power is out." ”

"Ah, it's so depressing. Lingling said in frustration.

"In this case, you put it here first, I'll process it for you in the evening, how about you come and pick it up tomorrow?" replied the old master.

"Then, I'd better take it back first, and I'll come back tomorrow. ”

Although Ah Lai is not proficient in art, but when he looks at the kung fu of this painting, he knows that these two little girls must be from the Academy of Fine Arts, and this master has formed the osmanthus tree and the characters, but the sword in the hands of the characters has not been scalded out, and there are several leaves of the osmanthus tree, which are not burned out.

took off his sunglasses and smiled slightly: "Can I try it?"

Only then did the two little girls find Ah Lai standing behind them watching, and Mu Ne had to look at Ah Lai.

The old master asked confusedly: "There is no electricity, even the gods have no way, so you can't put the electric soldering iron on the fire for this little thing." ”

Ah Lai shook his head, "No, nothing, I'll try." ”

"Huh, just you?"

"It's broken, can you afford to accompany it?"

"It's an original work of art, you know?" said Lori annoyed.

Ah Lai secretly snickered, he burned the doctor's prescription paper into cigarette ash a few years ago, this stroke by stroke, hehe, this little thing, in his own hands it was a piece of cake.

He joked, "Can't afford to accompany me?"

"Ahem......"

Little Lori smiled and covered her little belly and said, "Okay, okay, it's a word." ”

Lingling and Ah Lai looked at each other, their faces flushed slightly, and said lightly: "Then please give it a try." ”

The master handed Ah Lai a soldering iron.

Ah Lai shook his head, secretly activated the relics in the dantian, began to gather energy, a stream of internal heat energy continued to gather fingers, looked at the sword in the hand of the character painted on the wooden board, and pressed it slowly, only to see a faint smoke immediately coming out of the wooden board, Ah Lai swiped his fingertips, and the sword was scalded like this.

Immediately after that, Alai condensed the heat energy to the index finger, clicked and pressed around the osmanthus tree, and moved, at this time, the wooden board concave the shape of a leaf, and then the finger moved, emitting a faint trace of green smoke, and the leaves were scalded in this way.

The two little girls and the old master looked at Ah Lai's magic-like fingers in a daze, constantly scalding on the wooden board, dumbfounded.

Ah Lai smiled and said, "If you are not satisfied there, I will continue to help you get it right." ”

The old master came back to his senses, picked it up and examined it carefully, and said again and again: "Okay, it's all ironed." After saying that, he grabbed Ah Lai's hand and kept checking and looking.

Lingling was stunned and asked, "Do you know the magic of legends?"

The old master smiled disapprovingly and said, "You must have carried something like gunpowder in your hand." ”

Ah Lai smiled and said, "Master, this magic thing, it's boring to uncover it, don't you say?"

The old master nodded: "That's too." ”

Lingling said to herself: "It's amazing, it's incredible. ”

The master hurriedly put on the wooden board and began to apply paint.

After a while, a lifelike wooden plate was painted.

Ah looked at the osmanthus tree that was about to emerge on the wooden board, and on the dense dark green branches, small brown and yellow buds burst out, pink and tender, which was very lovely.

It was as if I had returned to the courtyard again, standing under the thousand-year-old osmanthus tree, seeing thousands of osmanthus flowers blooming in full bloom, and smelling pieces of faint yellow and bursts of fragrance everywhere on the tree.

Ah Lai smiled and said, "I smell the fragrance of osmanthus, do you smell it?"

Little Lori smiled: "If you can really smell it, then isn't our family's Lingling the magic pen Ma Liang?"

"I think it's about the same. After Ah Lai finished smiling, he picked up the wooden board and painted, and secretly proposed the osmanthus fragrant spring in the dantian, running to the palm of his hand, on the osmanthus tree in the wooden board hot painting, constantly stroking, constantly releasing and fusing in the paint.

The master smiled: "The paint is not completely dry, don't be confused." ”

Lingling pursed her lips and smiled at Ah Lai, "Are you doing magic again?"

Ah Lai nodded.

It doesn't take a while.

Ah Lai smiled and said, "Blow another breath of fairy breath, and it's done." After speaking, he blew deeply on the osmanthus tree, and suddenly a strong fragrance refreshed people's hearts, and continued to float out from the osmanthus tree in the wooden plank.

The three of them looked at Ah Lai in surprise, as if they had met a magical magic master.

Little Lori said excitedly: "I smell it, I smell it." ”

Ah Lai handed the wooden board to Lingling and said, "May the intoxicating fragrance of the osmanthus flower surround you all the time, and squeeze into your nostrils in every possible way, it is a faint fragrance." ”

Lingling took a deep breath at the paint on the osmanthus tree, and muttered dreamily: "There is really a feeling of relaxation and happiness, rich but not pungent, and the rich fragrance is refreshing." ”

The old master couldn't help but say: "Magical, magical, amazing, the young man has two hits." ”

Ah Lai smiled but did not answer, put on sunglasses, waved at the three people and said, "Goodbye." ”

The old master immediately took out a business card and handed it to Ah Lai, "I am a retired teacher from the Academy of Fine Arts, my name is Wang Chen, you are welcome to come here to play often when you are free in the future, and you will call me Ah Chen in the future." ”

"Wang Chen?"

"Xianchen Zhizhen?" Ah Lai wondered.

"Laughing, my small shop has a lot of antique calligraphy and paintings, if you are interested, I can give a discount. The old master peddled and explained.

"Oh, oh, thank you then, I don't need it yet. ”

Ah Lai continued respectfully and turned to leave.

Little Lori came back to her senses and blocked Ah Lai's way, "Don't go, leave your name." ”

Ah Lai replied: "I'm just passing by here, I'm just passing by, it's just a little magic, why do you have to leave a name." ”

Lingling had an idea, stared at Ah Lai's eyes, and pleaded: "The two of us are also from the Academy of Fine Arts, and we are fortunate to meet you, a master of magic, today, can I ask you to sign my hot stamp?"

Little Lori said: "This is not difficult, right? It is a big star at home and abroad, and Lingling in our family can get an autograph." ”

Ah Lai hesitated for a moment and replied, "Okay." ”

After saying that, the energy is on the tip of the finger, slowly click and press in the lower right corner of the painting, and move downward, and then move the finger, at this time, the wooden board emits a faint trace of green smoke, and the word Ah Lai is completed.

Ah Lai put on his sunglasses again and was about to leave.

Little Lori once again blocked Ah Lai's way.

(End of chapter)