Qian Yaya's ink strip had been put into the special drying room, she looked at the ink ball that Jiang Lingxi was still pounding, and touched it boldly, her little face thoughtful: "How do I feel that Mr. Jiang's ink ball is more slippery than mine, is it an illusion?" ”

"It's not an illusion," replied the master who was also satisfied with the ink group, "This means that the glue has been completely integrated into the ink, and when the time comes, the words can be written smoothly without stagnation, and the ink color has a faint blue and purple, the ratio is perfect, plus enough hammering, this ink, and so on after the quality can definitely be rated as superior." ”

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Lingxi, who was still pinching the small hammer and beating it repeatedly, and he now seriously suspected that this little girl was not a virgin.

After all, even he, an expert in ink making, was praised by his master for his talent at the beginning, and the ink he made at the beginning was only better than the little girl surnamed Qian.

This little ginger made it, to be honest, is no worse than when he was out of school.

If he didn't know that the other party couldn't go this way, he would have wanted to ask this girl if she would like to be his heir.

Qian Yaya thought of the master's evaluation of 'barely usable', and was faintly frustrated.

However, Jiang Lingxi's seriousness is also in her eyes, and it is also people's ability to get such a high evaluation.

So he simply gave a thumbs up, "Teacher Jiang, give you a thumbs up!" ”

She originally wanted to ask if the other party would sell this ink after it was made, but when she thought that this was also an actor, she would definitely not be short of money, so she swallowed her words back silently.

Jiang Lingxi received the positive and pure emotion in the little girl's eyes, and smiled back: "Thank you." ”

Qian Yaya tilted her head to look at Jiang Lingxi's side face, although she is a fan of Jinghuai, she doesn't know much about Jiang Lingxi, who is also an actor, she just knew that there was such a person in the entertainment industry before.

But after getting along for a day, she found that she was only extremely excited about Jing Huai when they first met, and later she was more attracted by the person in front of her.

Speaking of which, their group of guests are not bad-looking, but it seems that someone can shine, even if it is silent, it still makes people unable to take their eyes off after seeing it.

Could this be the personality charm that my aunt often said?

"Teacher Jiang."

Jiang Lingxi's gaze was biased, and she looked at Qian Yaya, who suddenly called her with a puzzled face.

"What kind of work did you draw when you signed up for this show?"

Xu Qingmei, who was sitting in front of the observation table and was depressed in her heart, her face softened when she heard the voice.

looked at Jiang Lingxi in the split screen with burning eyes.

The old master's evaluation of Jiang Lingxi was a complete slap in the face, and the professionals spoke highly of her, so she said that Jiang Lingxi's recklessness for the sake of the effect of the show would naturally be untenable.

However, works!

Did Jiang Lingxi turn in any works on this show?

Isn't it the same as Jing Huai, who also left the relationship.

It's just that Jing Huai left her, and Jiang Lingxi should be the one who left.

Qian Yaya asked this question very well, she wanted to see what Jiang Lingxi was like!

However, before she was ready to watch the show, she saw Jiang Lingxi on the split screen reply: "It's a painting, I didn't have a name, but the people around me took it for me after seeing the painting, it's called "Cat and Goose Wars". ”

"Cat and Goose Wars, is it an animal? Ink or Gongbi? ”

"Ink."

"I don't know if I'll ever get a chance to see it."

Xu Qingmei's fingers on the table were so hard that they turned slightly white, and then she suppressed the disbelief on her face.

Jiang Lingxi actually submitted the work!

So was she selected because of her work, or did the program team pass the "Cat and Goose War" because of her?

Preferably the latter.

It can only be the latter!

"Speaking of which," a voice sounded next to him, "Although we can only select a few guests for this show, the works collected by the program team this time are quite good." I suggest that at the end of the show, we might as well exhibit everyone's works, and let the audience enjoy them, and it will not be in vain for everyone to send such a trip. ”

As soon as Li Wanxuan's words fell, the two commentators sitting on the left hand side nodded in unison and said in unison: "I agree." ”

Immediately afterwards, Xu Qingmei heard Shen Yunqing also speak: "Agree." ”

Now it's useless for her to say it or not, she picked the corner of the table and smiled: "I also agree, every work is the hard work of every young painter, and those who can be handed to the program team must be their own proud works, those who were not selected, have such an opportunity to show on the national TV variety show, I think they will be very happy." ”

As for Jing Huai's lack of works, Xu Qingmei's thought of a very simple method is either to take the time to draw one, or buy one at a high price, which is easy to solve.

Although Li Wanxuan could hear Xu Qingmei's insincerity, she had to say that this interview was quite pertinent.

This proposal was not difficult for the program team to do, and it was quickly approved.

It's just that the guests don't know yet.

*

Jiang Lingxi glanced at the small hammer in his hand that was as smooth as new, "It's okay." ”

"It's really okay," the master handed her the blank mold that he had prepared a long time ago, "There is no stain on the hammer, which means that the glue and ink are completely compatible, so let's start pouring the mold." ”

Jiang Lingxi put down the hammer, reached out and picked up the ink ball, first pulled out a small ball, kneaded it into thin strips, and then put it into the mold, pressing a wooden board the same size as the groove of the mold.

By the time the mold is removed, a rectangular strip of ink has already taken shape.

Just a total of six pieces.

She planned it when she was preparing to make ink, six ink strips, she kept two for herself, An An also learned calligraphy, gave her two, and left two, and simply sent them to Shen Yunqing.

After all, this person doesn't lack anything, so let's send something she made herself.

Sending the ink strips that were still soft and collapsed to the drying room, Jiang Lingxi moved his somewhat sore shoulders, said to the master, and walked out of the ink-making area.

When I came out, I saw Qian Yaya standing in front of Jing Huai, holding a brush in her hand and looking over and over.

She followed suit and glanced twice at the brush.

Not surprisingly, the brush should have been made by Jing Huai himself. After all, in her opinion, the brush was really a bit sloppy, not like the craftsmanship of the masters in this studio.

In the next second, I heard Qian Yaya speak: "Brother Jinghuai, I'll wait for my ink to be made later, can you just use this brush you made, use my own ink, and write me a signature?" We said before, let's write it in Yuan Zhao style, is it okay? ”

Jiang Lingxi turned around and walked towards the inkstone area, and when he bypassed the screen, he heard a voice behind him and replied in a somewhat stiff tone: "Okay, okay!" ”