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Chapter 241 Close Your Eyes
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Han Zhenyang suddenly closed his eyes.

Close your eyes!

That's right, Han Zhenyang did the carving with his eyes closed.

He held the ugly emerald in one hand, and carved it with a carving knife in the other, but his eyes were closed tightly, like a blind man.

The most important thing is that his movements are not slow at all, even a little faster. The carving knife is scratching back and forth on the jadeite, and the goose egg-like jadeite gradually reveals a rough outline among the flying stone chips. .

Let's not talk about what kind of thing he carved, just say that this movement, this demeanor, this style is simply a blockbuster.

According to the saying on the Internet - it is full of force!
Can you be dissatisfied with this force?Not to mention outsiders like Wang Xiaoyao, even Jiang Xiaohui on the side was frightened, opened his mouth wide in surprise, and his face was full of disbelief: How is this possible?How did he do that?Do you really want to tell a story?
Seeing this, Jiang Xiaohui was already in despair, because no matter how he looked at it, Han Zhenyang was sure to win.But after thinking about it, Han Zhenyang used a piece of waste material, no matter how good the sculptor was, the carved thing would be just as ugly. In the end, he would not necessarily lose out simply because of the beauty of the work. With Zhou Daqi's personality, he was very In seven or eight cases, an unbeatable result will be judged.

Realizing this, Jiang Xiaohui made up his mind and concentrated on carving his own jade - as long as he does not make mistakes, he will not lose, and he may even win the competition.

For a while, the private room of the clubhouse seemed to become a jade carving studio, filled with the buzzing of stone chips and electric grinders, and Wang Xiaoyao's exclamation could be heard from time to time, most of which were of course given to Han Zhenyang.

Han Zhenyang kept his eyes closed from the beginning to the end, but the movements of his hands became faster and faster. He squeezed an ordinary carving knife and swiped rapidly. The range of movements was small, but the frequency was very high. I can't see clearly.

And his movements became more and more refined. At the beginning, the stone chips were still piece by piece, or piece by piece, but later, they were all stone powder, or jade powder to be precise, but the color of the jade powder was a bit ugly, gray Huhu, looks like moldy flour.

But Han Zhenyang didn't care at all, and continued to move the carving knife. In the end, the stone powder covered the carving knife in his palm, but it still didn't affect his movements.

Half an hour later, Han Zhenyang stopped what he was doing, slowly opened his eyes, let out a sigh of relief, and said with a smile, "It's done, President Jiang, how about you?"

nailed it?
Everyone looked at the lump full of jade powder in Han Zhenyang's hand, and was a little speechless. Is this done?Are you kidding me?
Jiang Xiaohui was taken aback at first, but when he saw the object in Han Zhenyang's hand whose outline could not be seen clearly, he laughed loudly, "Are you pretending to be blind and addicted? Can't you touch it with your hands if you can't see it? What kind of thing is that carved? Even a master-level jade carving master, a three-year-old child is better than you."

Han Zhenyang chuckled, held the dusty lump in his palm, and blew gently, sending the jade powder flying.

When the jade powder fell to the ground, his work was officially presented in front of everyone.

"Wow--"

"So exquisite!"

"It's amazing, how did you do it?"

"My god, it must be my eyesight."

"It's not magic, is it?"

The private room exploded in an instant, whether it was Wang Xiaoyao, Zhou Daqi, or others, even Xiao Changtian was amazed, staring at Han Zhenyang's palm in disbelief, all surrounded him in an instant, scrambling to be the first Stick your head out, for fear of falling behind.

In an instant, Jiang Xiaohui was thrown aside.

Jiang Xiaohui's face turned blue and white, as ugly as it could be.But thinking of the glimpse just now, and then looking down at the half-carved Buddha statue in his hand, he secretly hated himself, hated that his skills were inferior to others, and hated Han Zhenyang for stealing his limelight and embarrassing him.

Han Zhenyang didn't care about Jiang Xiaohui's feelings now, and waved his hands with a smile, "Don't worry, wait for me to wash it with water," then ran to the bathroom and turned on the faucet to wash away the stone powder in the gap, and carefully wiped the water on the surface of the emerald with a paper towel. The stains were blotted dry, and then gently placed on the coffee table.

The girl Wang Xiaoyao, relying on her skills, shouldered her shoulders away from the crowd and squeezed to the front. She moved to the coffee table and asked with bright eyes: "Senior brother, is this a dinosaur?"

"That's right, the little Tyrannosaurus rex just hatched, hehe, doesn't it look like it?"

"Like, very similar, like a living thing, how did you do it?"

"Guess," Han Zhenyang laughed.

What he carved is indeed a small dinosaur just out of its shell. The oval outline is the dinosaur egg. Only the upper part was cut with a knife, and the shell was broken, and then a dinosaur head was exposed. The proportion of the small Tyrannosaurus rex is very large. The head sticks out high, the mouth is open, the small eyes are slightly narrowed, and the domineering has a little immature cuteness, as real as possible, as vivid as possible.

And the black moss idea, which was originally a defect, has now become the rough skin of Tyrannosaurus rex and the spots on the eggshell. This looks normal.

The most important thing is that Han Zhenyang's sculptures are very lifelike. Every part of the little Tyrannosaurus rex is lifelike, from the mouth to the eyes, from the teeth to the tongue. The eggshells are not forgotten.

Put it on the coffee table, as if there really was such a little Tyrannosaurus rex that just broke out of its shell.

This is not finished!
Han Zhenyang took out the magnifying glass he carried with him and handed it to Wang Xiaoyao, "Look carefully."

"What?" Wang Xiaoyao was a little puzzled. He picked up the magnifying glass and looked at the little Tyrannosaurus rex. He was sure of his god, and cried out "ah", then he held the magnifying glass tightly and moved it little by little. He looked up and down the carved dinosaur out of shell, and grabbed Han Zhenyang's shoulder after reading it, "Is this how you create all your works?" The surprised look in his eyes is like discovering a new world.

Han Zhenyang chuckled, "Of course not, it's just that I'm just showing off to you today, how about it, are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied."

"Amazing!"

"Huh, I just learned today what it means that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. This skill is worthy of the title of master."

"It's really a craft that established a sect, Mr. Han, do you want to accept apprentices?"

After Zhou Daqi and the others saw it, their expressions were even more exaggerated than Wang Xiaoyao's. Zhou Daqi even asked Han Zhenyang directly if he wanted to accept him as an apprentice.

No way, this dinosaur out of shell jadeite ornament created by Han Zhenyang is really exquisite. Leaving aside the design concept, the micro-carving technique alone is enough to make them worship. , they know where the focus of this work is.

On the surface of the carving, there are thin scales and patterns densely covered. It seems that the diameter is less than 0.1 mm. You must know that this is the result of creation with eyes closed, and an ordinary woodworking knife is used.

Realizing this, everyone looked at Jiang Xiaohui with pity and sympathy.

(End of this chapter)