Gu Yian was finally willing to give some of his attention to Song Shichen. He pointed at one of the largest beads and said, "I have to say, the carver and designer are really awesome. Didn't you take a magnifying glass to take a look?"
"No, won't this be packaged for you as soon as the finished product is released? After all, you are also its owner. You have to enjoy the joy of opening the blind box. What's the big deal if we reveal the secret to you?"
Song Shichen took out a folding high-power magnifying glass from his pocket and continued: "But I'm also very curious, and Master Jiang didn't tell me. I have this tool ready, and I'm just waiting to reveal the secret with you."
Gu Yian followed Song Shichen's behavior before and deliberately tried to show off: "I'll give you some tips, related to perception."
"Ah? Any other tips? You are too broad." Song Shichen said dissatisfied.
Gu Yian pointed to the sky again. After that, no matter what Song Shichen said, he would no longer provide clues.
Song Yanjun on the side lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then tentatively said: "The sky and the earth are black and yellow, the universe is primitive?"
"It kind of means that, but it's not right. It's not even close. Think about it again."
Song Shichen had a flash of inspiration: "The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, are there demons and monsters?"
Gu Yian's eyes widened and he couldn't help but said: "You have watched too many TV series, right?"
"Could it be that the sky and the earth are dark and yellow, and Zundu is fake?" Song Yanjun couldn't help laughing and interrupted.
Gu Yian and Song Shichen suddenly focused their attention on Song Yanjun. The latter touched his nose awkwardly under the burning gaze.
"Second uncle, your internet speed is 5G." Song Shichen joked.
The villain in Gu Yian's heart burst into laughter. He was really an immortal one second and a talk show actor the next. These uncle and nephew are definitely close and have not run away.
In order to ease Second Uncle Song's embarrassment, Gu Yian revealed: "The largest bead is visible to our naked eyes, and basically we can't even see the traces of the carving. You can only see it by sticking your eyes close to it. There are very few cotton wadding in the Gaobing species." Spread around along the grain.”
Song Shichen took the beads and imitated Gu Yi'an just now and pressed his eyes tightly against them without blinking. He didn't move his eyes away until he couldn't bear the sourness.
He closed his eyes tightly until he felt hydrated again, and then he said uncertainly: "It seems like there is a mass of something, like impurities and scratches inside, but you can't see anything else?"
"Actually, what is engraved is a painting. The scene in the painting is an ancient romantic man holding a wine flask in his hand, half lying on a rock by the seaside with his clothes half open when the sun is about to rise.
The key is that even the luster of the poured wine stained on the beard and the confusion and vitality in the eyes can be portrayed.
Both the painter and the sculptor are truly artists. "
Gu Yian couldn't help but admire that he had traveled through so many small worlds and had seen many strange people and strange things, and this one was definitely the best.
The key is the charm in the painting that is difficult to describe in words. If it is not engraved on beads, but vividly displayed on the painting paper, how amazing it would be.
Seeing Gu Yi'an's face filled with admiration and not looking like he was telling lies, Song Shichen couldn't help but take out a magnifying glass and take a closer look. Uncle Song also approached without leaving any trace, but unfortunately he could only see the back of his nephew's head.
"Damn!..Oh my god..." Song Shichen couldn't help but exclaimed after taking a closer look.
Another quarter of an hour passed.
"Are you okay, kid? I don't mind the pain in my neck." Song Yanjun on the side finally realized the curiosity that had scratched Song Shichen's head before. He pushed his nephew aside and looked at him with his butt sticking out.
Song Shichen resisted the desire to talk, and after waiting for a quarter of an hour, he considered whether he should disrespect his elders and greet his second uncle's cervical spine.
Song Yanjun finally held his neck, raised his head, and couldn't help but say: "Genius! When did Master Jiang have this skill? This... staying in an ordinary company is simply a derogation of his talent. He should be punished."
*****
Far away in a villa area in Sijiu City.
"A sneeze, a sneeze, a sneeze..."
An old man wearing a Taoist robe, with his hair tied into a bun on top of his head with a wooden hairpin, heard the sound of sneezing, put down the Buddha in his hand and jumped over the wall.
I couldn't help nagging: "Are you desperate for your life? Don't you know what's going on? And that brat Ah Hao dares to cover you.
And that brat Ahao, Jing Tianluan took advantage of the housekeeper and your family not paying attention and asked you to help others with painting and carving beads. You really pissed me off. Do you still want your hand? . "
The man leaning on the sofa covered with a blanket looked handsome and handsome. He is more like an immortal than Second Uncle Song, as if he will become an immortal in the next moment, but his whole body is extremely powerful, and the power of his eyes is suppressed by the weakness of his body, which is full of contradictions.
I saw a wry smile coming out of the corner of his mouth, as if he was enjoying the pain, and said: "It's just that my hands were itchy for a while. I forgot that this body can only survive now, which is enough."
The old housekeeper on the other side hesitated to speak. It took all the capable people in Forty-Nine City to save Mr. Bai's life back then. No wonder he always loved him, his wife, the eldest wife, their aunts and uncles. angry.
Who could bear the thought that after the body of his once proudest child became so fragile, he didn't know how to take good care of it, and stayed up all night without rest for two or three days in a row just to carve some beads.
But I can't blame the Third Master, how could such a genius live like a waste day after day... He is really... jealous of talents.
*****
At this time, in Lanyue Pavilion.
"What? Master Jiang, you said you didn't make the micro carvings on that bracelet?"
Out of admiration for the micro-sculpture, Song Shichen couldn't help but make a video call to Master Jiang. The old man in the video was wearing a dust jacket used for work. At first, only his chin was exposed. After fiddling with it for a long time, he adjusted the camera to reveal a gentle look. smiling face.
Hearing the question implicit in Song Shichen's words, he didn't get angry, but answered slowly,
"When did I have this skill? It's not like I was deprived of my life. Didn't my assistant tell you that I did not complete the design and production of this string of beads. Mr. Xiao Song, you don't follow martial ethics. I will finish the finished string of beads." I haven’t seen it yet.”
Looking at Master Jiang who sounded resentful, Song Shichen said helplessly: "I see you rarely have insomnia, and you are sleeping so soundly that I am too embarrassed to disturb you."
Master Jiang snorted, his wrinkled face showing excitement: "Guess who made that bead string? You definitely can't guess it. It's Mr. Bai!"
The uncle and nephew of the Song family were also stunned. They really didn't expect that that person had not appeared in the public eye for more than twenty years. Song Shichen had only heard about that man's deeds from his second uncle and family elders.
Seeing that no one was complimenting him, Master Jiang couldn't suppress his desire to talk and continued to say excitedly,
"Mr. Bai came to our Yuncheng that day for some unknown reason. I happened to meet him. Because I had received some advice from him, I tried to invite him to visit the studio. Unexpectedly, he agreed."
"Can you believe it? That's Mr. Bai. It seems that he has never touched a paintbrush or knife since that incident happened twenty years ago.
He saw that I was making bracelets and Wuji cards with the piece of high-quality ice. He seemed to be suddenly interested. Regardless of the objections of the followers, he asked me to borrow a single room where I worked. He took the beads and some tools that I had polished from the leftover materials. Went in. "
Master Jiang patted his leg with some regret, and continued: "I originally wanted to follow in and steal some masters, even if I could earn a little bit, I would make a lot of money.
But I still held back in the end. After all, people want a private room just to not be disturbed. Although I, Lao Jiang, are thick-skinned, I really don’t dare to have any disrespectful thoughts towards Mr. Bai.
After Mr. Bai went in, he didn't come out except to eat for two whole days.
Hey, it's a pity that I'm old and my eyesight is not up to par. I originally wanted to witness the works made by the third master, but ended up falling asleep.
When I wake up, not only Mr. Bai is gone, but Mr. Song has also taken everything away. Hey, I'm going to be killed by my assistant 'Xiao'."
Master Jiang said sadly and expectantly: "Mr. Song, can you show me that string of beads?"
"Ah? Ah? What? Master Jiang, I can't hear you."
"Stop pretending, Mr. Song. You have already used this trick on Mr. Song. Mr. Song has already done research and discussion on your topic for us."
Master Jiang recalled that thousands of people from the entire company gathered together to listen to the trainer explain the 'switch of human nature' using the example of Mr. Song, who was seven or eight years old. Even if he were Mr. Song, he would not want to inherit any family. Industry, naked social death.
Song Shichen also remembered that, thanks to his father, there was a time when his underwear seemed to have been taken off. Although he was only seven or eight years old at that time, children still have to save face, right?
You don’t want to work in a company where your memes are flying around, so please use memes in moderation. o(╥﹏╥)o
"Hey, Master Jiang, to tell you the truth, the bead was taken away by the customer early in the morning." Song Shichen said nonsense seriously.
The two of them were going back and forth, pulling and pulling.
In the end, Song Shichen hung up the phone with a guilty conscience under Master Jiang's resentful eyes.
"Don't look at me like that, I'm doing this for your own good.
Second Uncle, Gu Xiaomei doesn’t know that you don’t know yet, Master Jiang is simply a fan of Mr. Bai. If he knew about the miniature carving in this bracelet, Gu Xiaomei probably wouldn’t be able to take it away next year. "Song Shichen said angrily.
Song Yanjun thought of Master Jiang's temper, and agreed with his nephew's idea. It was better not to torment the old man.
Master Jiang: ...I don’t mind the trouble.
Song Shichen immediately sent a video invitation to Bai Yuhao. As soon as the call was connected, he couldn't wait to say: "Ah Hao, you are awesome. I can invite your third uncle if you can. I don't know if he can -"
Bai Yuhao, who was dressed in ancient costume, adjusted the camera, and before Song Shichen finished speaking, he simply refused: "No. This time I was scolded by my family. I'm going to find Goddess Manman. Goodbye. ."
"Goddess Manman? Is Ah Hao too deep into the drama? Why did he suddenly become greasy?" Song Shichen was confused.
"Zhang Man?"
"Yes, they are filming a movie recently, and there should be a few scenes that need to be touched up."
As soon as Song Shichen finished speaking, Bai Yuhao's video call came over again: "Next time I record a variety show, please bring me a jade bracelet suitable for Manman. The one with a high temperament is just fine."
Seeing Bai Yuhao deliberately finding an angle to expose his jawline, Song Shichen felt more and more strange in his heart: "That one has been given to my mother and grandma. You forgot, it is a gift for them. And your Jade Studio should have good stuff. Just more. But the key is, are you in love?"
"Shh, don't talk nonsense, I'm still pursuing Manman. Okay, hang up."
Song Shichen and Second Uncle Song looked at each other.
"Yu Hao has changed a lot." Uncle Song said doubtfully.
"Like a lettuce in heat. I didn't expect that he would actually like the relationship between brother and sister. There is an age difference of ten years between him and Zhang Man, right?" Song Shichen responded.
