Uncle Guo said: "Several masters in the jade carving world have their own styles, but their styles are not very different. But if you look closely at this work, although the number of knives is not much, each knife shows the mastery of the author, which ordinary carvers can no longer do. The key point is the artistic conception exuded by this work, which is very full of artistic conception, like Zhao Xiaoning's style. Whether it is his hope, the Qingming Riverside Map, and the Silk Road, which seals the knife, have a strong artistic conception. ”

"Landscapes are difficult to carve, and this is what Zhao Xiaoning is good at. In addition, there is no information card of the author in this work, and there is no author himself here. Maybe you will say that it is a staff error, but this kind of exhibition is held once a year, how can there be such a big mistake?"

In my opinion, this is definitely not a mistake, but someone did it on purpose. And apart from our brothers, the only person who can have this kind of energy is Zhao Xiaoning, right?"

Hearing Uncle Guo's analysis, everyone else had a feeling of enlightenment.

"Damn, this guy really came to the jade carving world to grab a job!" A golden knife in the jade carving world had a depressed face, his name was Liang Gangyi. He is in his seventies and wears a Chinese national costume.

Uncle Guo shook his head disappreciably: "Whether it's to grab a job, or to lead the jade carving to a more brilliant point, who can say for sure?"

The golden knife in the wood carving world sighed: "Seriously, since the advent of Master Zhao's works, more and more people have fallen in love with wood carving. The price of wood carving has also skyrocketed several times, and the attention has changed dramatically. It's a bit unclear to say that he grabbed a job, to be precise, he has made people in this industry have benefited a lot, and he can be regarded as a hero. ”

Uncle Guo smiled slightly: "Isn't this the meaning of carrying forward and inheriting?" After a pause, Uncle Guo looked at Xie Zhenlong: "Old Xie, where is Master Zhao?"

"Toilet. ”

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"Dad, when you see this video, my son should no longer be in this world. Please forgive your son's unfilial piety, it's not that your son doesn't want to be filial in front of your old man, but in fact, he has no thoughts about living. My son is sorry for you, you shouldn't have stolen the family's money to buy that piece of jade. He shouldn't cut off contact with you, but it's not that my son doesn't want to contact you, but he's been in retreat. I've loved carving since I was a child, but you have always disapproved of it, thinking that it is not a proper job. What I want to do is prove my worth and also prove that your point of view is wrong. ”

"The son succeeded, and after three hundred and eighty-five days of creation, his son's work was born. Although it has many flaws, in the eyes of his son he is not replicable. I believed that this piece would cause a huge sensation, but my son was wrong. Because that work was favored by a famous carver, he insisted on getting it to participate in this exhibition, otherwise his son would not be able to gain a foothold in this circle. ”

"I'm unwilling, really unwilling. Why should the works I have worked so hard for so many days and put so much effort into become someone else's bag? As the saying goes, it is better to be broken than broken, and today my son will let that piece of jade be stained with blood. ”

"Dad, my son is wrong. You and I are father and son, and we should not argue about any right or wrong. If there is an afterlife, I am willing to be your son. Unfilial son Zhang Hongliang. ”

Zhao Xiaoning originally planned to come to the toilet to pee, but after coming, he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, so he squatted in a pit. And Zhang Hongliang's words fell into his ears word for word, in fact, he thought that someone was watching a movie while squatting in the pit, after all, his previous words were very similar to the lines of the movie.

But after listening carefully, Zhao Xiaoning found that this was not a line, but a monologue in the heart of a carving enthusiast, although he didn't know what was going on. But he heard the undying firmness in Zhang Hongliang's words.

Rather than be broken for the jade, this is the dignity of a carver who is obsessed with carving, and only love to the extreme will have this feeling.

Don't think about it, Zhao Xiaoning hurriedly wiped his buttocks and put on his pants and walked out. Zhang Hongliang already has a heart of death in his heart, if he really makes a move, the consequences will be unimaginable, after all, there are thousands of people in the exhibition!

If, if throw a mine

Then you really have to go to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

As soon as he walked out, Zhao Xiaoning saw a young man in his twenties, thin and a little hunchbacked, walking towards the outside of the bathroom. I saw that his face was sallow, his eyes were cloudy, and he looked extremely weak, not at all like a young man of twenty.

Despite this, Zhao Xiaoning could feel the firmness in his heart. Especially the one he had bulging around his waist, and he looked like he was hiding something.

Holy, this guy doesn't want to make a big deal, does he?

Zhao Xiaoning was shocked and hurriedly chased after him: "Brother Zhang, please stay." ”

"Do you know me?" Zhang Hongliang looked at him in surprise, and then suddenly reacted, and said with a solemn look: "What did you hear?"

Zhao Xiaoning hurriedly reassured: "Brother Zhang, don't be nervous, what about me, although I am a little young, I can help you with some things, I can help you correct your name and take back what belongs to you." ”

"Why should I believe you?" Zhang Hongliang snorted coldly, put his right hand on his waist, and seemed to be a big vote at any time.

Zhao Xiaoning said: "I know that what I say is in vain, but are you really willing to break that piece of jade? That is what originally belonged to you, even if you really die with that person, do you feel that it is worth it? Your talent in carving is undoubted, and it is not too much to be called a genius, it is necessary to bury your life because of a person with a bad character? The key is that you are worthy of your father in doing this? Do you know that your approach is very naïve, this is a coward's doing. It's really hard to imagine how your mind could carve that thousand-armed Guanyin, you don't deserve it. ”

Looking at Zhang Hongliang's angry expression, Zhao Xiaoning continued: "It's okay to be dead, because your life is the biggest blasphemy against it." ”

"Me"

Zhang Hongliang suddenly fell silent, his eyes trembling, and he could see that his heart was struggling.

After a long time, Zhang Hongliang asked, "How do you know that the Thousand-Armed Guanyin came from my hands?"

Zhao Xiaoning smiled slightly: "Actually, I've been doubting the true origin of that Thousand-Armed Guanyin, because I don't believe that it is Liang Wei's work." ”

"Do you know carving?" Zhang Hongliang frowned slightly.

Zhao Xiaoning shrugged: "It's okay." ”

After hesitating, Zhang Hongliang said, "Give me a reason to believe in you." ”

The corners of Zhao Xiaoning's mouth rose: "My name is Zhao Xiaoning, is this reason okay?"