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Chapter 173 Lightning Strikes Wood, Dragon Sculpture Appears, Totem Reappears [Part 3]

"Well, from 100 million to 800,000, I feel much better."

"I didn't feel better, but even more uncomfortable."

"Eight hundred thousand, this is a number that I can't match in my life."

Chen Yang can probably guess the value of this stone, but this kind of stone basically depends on luck.

Since the strange stone craze in the early years, many people ran to pick up stones, but I have not seen a few who can make a fortune by picking up stones.

This is destined to be a carnival for a few people.

Went down to the river and caught two perch and a handful of water shield, Chen Yang went back.

When he came to the jujube forest, Chen Yang picked some loquats again.

Just happened to meet the black bear again, the black bear pretended not to see him, turned his back and ate the fruit silently, his back looked very pitiful.

Where is the majesty of the jujube forest?

"It looks like a black bear will have a hard time living here."

"Black Bear: Heart is not bitter, life is bitter!"

When Chen Yang passed by it, he said: "Old neighbor, don't you say hello when you see me?"

black bear:

"Well, if you are like this, then I won't come to see you in the future."

The black bear was still indifferent, and the mother bear looked at him and then at the black bear, silently being a melon-eating crowd.

Chen Yang looked at his broad back: "It must be very comfortable to ride on."

"Master Chen, do you want to ride a bear?"

"12 Wori, does it have such a strong taste!"

"FBI WARNING!"

Chen Yang walked over and patted Black Bear on the shoulder like an old friend: "If you have a chance to go to Girl Lake together, I'll treat you to fish.

The black bear shook his hands away with a shoulder shake, and continued to point his butt at him.

"Master Chen, haven't you understood the hint yet?"

"Come on, Lord Xiong has his ass facing you, don't make it wait for too long!"

Chen Yang has a black line: "You are too dirty."

Turn around and walk out of the jujube forest, speed up, and leave the mountain in half an hour.

Back home, he took out the carving knife and began to adjust the size of the two ornamental stones.

The two stones are dark green, a bit like lapis lazuli, thick, very bright in the sun.

He polished the stone into the desired shape, soaked the foam in the water, and then came to the woodcarving.

"Everyone should be like me, looking forward to what the finished woodcarving will look like."

"Because I didn't have the time to deal with the fallen wood chips during the carving process, it looked rough and ugly. But it's not. After a while, I put the stone in and rinse it with clean water. You will know that half What have I been up to for months.

He stepped on the chair, put the stone in, and with a click, the stone was snapped shut. The size was just right, without any deviation.

Jumping down and taking a few steps back, Chen Yang said with satisfaction: "The color is very good, and it matches the color of the lightning strike wood very well. It seems that the choice is not wrong."

The lens circles around the wood carving, taking pictures of every angle.

"It still looks very ordinary, am I alone?"

"No, you're not one."

"You're really not alone."

"I think so.…………."

"I always feel that Master Chen has collapsed this time."

Without saying anything, Chen Yang turned around and walked to the backyard, picked up a bucket of water, and poured it on the wood carving.

Then continue to lift the water and continue to splash.

After pouring five buckets of water, all the sawdust on the wood carvings were washed away.

"alright."

Chen Yang smiled, looking at this wood carving that took him more than half a month to complete.

"Snapped!"

With a snap of the fingers, the drone flew over, and the wooden sculpture clearly appeared in everyone's eyes.

This is a huge swimming dragon with its head on top and its tail on the bottom, coiling all the way down along the wood carving.

The camera slowly circled at 360 degrees, and the previous doubts were gone.

Instead, in addition to shock, or shock.

They looked at the dragon, its shape was natural and smooth, and every scale showed the arrogance of being a dragon totem.

Viewed from the side, every inch of the dragon's body is well textured.

Viewed from the front, the dragon seems to be about to swoop down from the wooden pillar, with several dragon whiskers winding and floating in the air.

Especially the pair of azure blue eyes, and the shape of the dragon's head are in harmony with each other, even through the screen, you can feel a sense of oppression.

Although Chen Yang is standing on the side, but the wood carving is so overwhelming that Chen Yang has no sense of existence.

"I... why am I a little scared."

"Hold the grass, hold the grass, garden!"

"Who the hell said Master Zhen's skills have declined?"

"I once doubted whether there really are creatures like dragons in this world."

"It's a real hammer, it's better than a dragon!"

"Looking at the side, I feel that it is no different from other dragon sculptures, but looking at the front, no dragon sculpture can compare, no!"

If it is said that Chen Yang traveled through the forest, conquering Nanshan with breathtaking strength, superb skills, and strong martial arts, it made them feel a sense of joy.

Then the static dragon sculpture at this moment gave them a kind of fear of facing ligers, tigers and ferocious beasts in person.

This is not Chen Yang painting "Along the River During the Qingming Festival" on bamboo umbrellas. They are not artists, they just think it looks good, but they can't see what's good about it.

But the dragon carving is right here, with a single cut, it presents a natural, smooth, and... that rare charm.

Anyone can feel it clearly.

This seemed to be a ferocious beast from ancient times, which made them clearly feel their own inferiority.

In an office of Xia Guo Academy of Fine Arts, an elderly scholar was flipping through a picture album in his hand.

Nod from time to time and make a few comments.

"Professor Huang, Professor Huang!" A young lecturer walked in quickly, looking excited.

Professor Huang looked up: "Oh, Xiao Xia, what's the matter?"

"Professor Huang, look at this."

Xiao Xia put the phone in front of him, and Professor Huang pushed his glasses.

A few seconds later, Professor Huang shook his head, his face full of admiration: "Perfect, perfect dragon sculpture, which master's new work is this?"

"Not a master, but an anchor."

"Anchor?" Professor Huang frowned: "This anchor is from our hospital?"

"No, he's just... an ordinary anchor."

"Oh?" Professor Huang zoomed in on the dragon sculpture on the picture, carefully looked at it inch by inch, and after watching it for more than ten minutes, he praised: "This person's painting skills must be at the pinnacle."

Xiao Xia said: "Professor Huang, how do you know?"

Professor Huang smiled: "What I have always emphasized is that sculpture is another category of art, and it is a relatively permanent art."

"But this skill must be built on the basis of art to be happy."

"Just look at it and you'll know everything. His woodcarving has a high degree of completion, and it can even be said to be at a top-notch level. There are no more than one pair of hands in China who can compete with him in terms of skill."

"So powerful?" Xiao Xia blinked, obviously Professor Huang's evaluation was so high that he couldn't believe it.

"Well, it's very powerful, but it's not like no one can do it. You can see that the scales are processed with a sense of hierarchy. No matter from which angle you look at them, they are all three-dimensional. Moreover, this is a hollow carving, which is the most difficult. .”

"If you look at the dragon head, whether it is the shape of the whole dragon or a single part, it is very smooth, as if it was outlined by a single stroke. This is really difficult."

"Sculpting is the same as painting. When there is inspiration, it will go smoothly. When there is no inspiration, even if you know how to do it, the things you make are soulless and long-winded."

Professor Huang shrunk the photo to the normal size, and pointed at the dragon sculpture: "I just said that in terms of skills, this master's level can be ranked among the top in China. Few can compare with him."

Xiao Xia was completely dumbfounded, this evaluation was a bit ridiculously high, he subconsciously asked: "Which aspect?"

Professor Huang said: "Shen Yun!".