Craftsman: I continue to learn for the sake of the saints

Chapter 56 From...Life

Just like Wang Sen's entanglement in choosing a shooting direction, Qin Luo is also facing entanglement now.

One hundred and eight generals of the Water Margin, pinched out by myself.

This is man.

And it's a master of character modeling.

Almost all techniques and forms of expression of clay figurines can be seen from it.

The Twelve Beauties of Jinling, I also figured it out myself.

This time, it was a woman again.

Twelve different women.

It can even be said that there are twelve fates.

Concentrating eyebrows in vain, making mistakes in life, hating impermanence, dividing flesh and blood, sorrow in happiness, hard to tolerate in the world, happy with friends, enlightened by flowers, smart and tired, leaving behind to celebrate, late youth, good things come to an end.

These twelve words are a summary of the lives of the twelve female characters in Jinling Twelve Beauties.

As artistic images, these are undoubtedly extremely successful.

It can be called handed down.

but……

This is Cao Xueqin's character, not his own.

Qin Luo has his own judgment criteria in mind.

In the live broadcast room, the subjects selected by the second customer who placed the order and the third customer were both religious figures.

A selected Eight Immortals cross the sea.

Another selected Journey to the West, four masters and apprentices, lead a horse.

These……

No problem either.

But Qin Luo still felt that his creation was stuck in a bottleneck.

Standing on the shoulders of the predecessors, it is... easy.

However, it is difficult to pass it on to the world.

He thought of "reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles"...

Perhaps, I should now go for a walk in the distance, to travel, to collect folk songs, to find new creative inspiration.

But, everything in front of me, the factories I already owned, the forests, the students, the making and selling of incense, the live broadcast, the CCTV crew...

They are all tying themselves.

Not entirely for fame and fortune, but also for a responsibility.

I really can't go away.

This made Qin Luo realize that fame and fortune are not only glory, but also a kind of bondage.

The mood became thicker and calmer.

in the middle of a night.

While tossing and turning, he suddenly figured out this question.

Art?

——Art comes from life.

Although this sentence has been rotten, it is really a classic.

then……

In addition to what he "should" do every day, Qin Luo also arranged new things for himself.

Squeeze out an hour every day to visit, chat with the old people in the village, and the middle-aged people who are not too old, to really understand their lives.

Root yourself in this land.

In this land, there are endless materials.

……

"A Cong, call your father over for dinner tonight, and I'll buy him a drink."

After three o'clock in the afternoon.

When Li Congcong delivered the goods and drove back, Qin Luo said to him with a smile.

Just start with the people around you.

Come one by one.

Again, don't worry.

Hearing Qin Luo's words, Li Congcong was taken aback for a moment, his face flushed instantly, showing a sense of bewilderment.

He also thought that he had done something wrong.

Qin Luo wanted to call his father over like when the teacher asked his parents at school.

His face was blushing, and mist appeared in his eyes.

This kid is a bit simple and honest. He likes this job very much and cherishes it very much. He earns a lot of money, you can even say a lot, and the work is not heavy. Qin Luo can also teach himself woodcarving... Now he is a little scared, afraid that he will lose .

"Ok?"

"what happened?"

Qin Luo looked at his reaction and was a little surprised for a while.

After asking a few more questions, and patiently waiting for him to organize his words, Qin Luo couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

Silly boy.

"It's not to criticize you, but to praise you. Invite your dad to come over for a drink. Ah, I'll prepare wine and food for him."

"Go."

After comforting him a few words, Li Congcong finally understood, and laughed through his tears.

That night.

His father, Li Guoxu came.

Also looked a little surprised.

This battle was quite solemn, the wine on the table was more than 500 good wines, the dishes included chicken, fish and meat, and there was a camera next to it, it was from CCTV, he knew that.

For a while, Li Guoxu was also a little at a loss.

"Little...boss Qin, this is..."

he asked numbly.

Qin Luo smiled: "It's okay, just chat, I want to create a work, I want to learn some nutrition from my life experience."

"Uncle Li, can you tell me about what you have done since you were young, when you were in your twenties, in your thirties, in your forties, and up to now?"

Qin Luo himself didn't know anything about interviews, anyway, it was just chatting about family affairs.

He didn't think it was an interview either.

On the other hand, Wang Sen, who was next to him, watched with relish.

Faintly figured out something.

Qin Luo is now in a critical period of "breakthrough".

A creator is a researcher.

Drinking wine and eating meat, under Qin Luo's deliberate guidance, Li Guoxu began to tell the story slowly.

He is 53 years old this year.

When he was young, he served in the army for three years, and when he returned from the army, because he was a good shooter, that was the brightest moment in his life.

He works for the Armed Forces in the town.

Although he is just an ordinary officer, his daily life is very carefree.

What I do most of the time, besides my daily work, is to eat and drink with colleagues and friends, and often go hunting in the mountains.

Once, the whole town became famous because of a wild boar weighing more than 300 catties.

Li Guoxu's eyes were a little red: "Before my daughter-in-law gave birth to Xiao Cong, she had three miscarriages, and she failed each time. Everyone said that she had done too many bad things, and she didn't have an asshole when she gave birth to a child."

"I'm scared too, but I don't know why?"

"Did you shoot and kill too many people? Or... hey... committed too many crimes..."

"Later, I couldn't do it anymore. I filed a resignation report, left the unit, and took my mother back to the village."

"It's a coincidence that Xiao Cong was born that year. Although he didn't speak very well, he was at least a healthy, fat baby who weighed more than six pounds. He cried so loudly that he could hear it two miles away... "

He rambled on, with a smile on his face again.

At this time.

Wang Sen suddenly interjected from the side: "Maybe the gun is touched too much. There is lead in the bullet, and the lead vapor will sublimate when fired. If you ingest too much, your reproductive function will be affected."

Hearing this, Li Guoxu was stunned immediately, his lips were trembling, as if realizing something, tears burst out of his eyes.

original……

Is that so?
This question has entangled him for most of his life, from the "spirited and high-spirited" youth, to the middle-aged depression, unsatisfactory, and now knowing the destiny...

He really didn't understand.

But now, it seems that a word has awakened the dreamer.

Trembling, he toasted Wang Sen with a glass of wine, sighing that those who came down from the capital are educated.

And then... go on.

Since he quit his job in the state unit, he worked as a truck driver, went to Haicheng to set up a street stall, went out to learn to be a chef, and worked as a small worker on a construction site. Finally, he stayed in a winery near Haicheng for five years... …

Until the winery closed down, I went back to the village and opened a small shop, also selling loose wine.

Half my life wasted.

Nothing can be achieved.

My body gradually collapsed, and I was sick all over.

The daughter-in-law at home is okay.

Then there is a pair of children.

The son is Li Congcong. Although he can't speak well, he is filial and sensible.

My daughter has no problems at all, she is very smart and beautiful, and she is currently studying in a key university.

This life is already very good.

Really good.

What else do you want?

……

Qin Luo listened silently.

Do not comment.

Can't comment either.

From an objective point of view, and with real emotions, to substitute into Li Guoxu's life, to feel this person's joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys.

The next day, Qin Luo carved a new set of clay figurines.

"Li Guoxu".

One character, four stages.

Carrying a gun for hunting and carrying wild boars, he is full of vigor, shoulders are straight, and his eyebrows and eyes are full of pride.

Holding the baby, weeping with joy, she knelt down on the ground, as if worshiping some kind of fate.

Going out to work, the spine is gradually bent, the face is more wrinkled, nodding and bowing, humble and tenacious, passing cigarettes to others.

Returning home in old age, with gray hair, a family of four sat and ate together, having fun.

This work...

The technique is the same as the previous clay figurines, very exquisite and lifelike.

only……

Fans are a little confused.

Not sure what this is.

Qin Luo didn't explain, only that he suddenly felt something.

But there is a strong sense of accomplishment in my heart.

It's a "breakthrough" feeling.

The way is right.

But more typical characters are needed.

Need to sink deeper, dive in, to understand... life.

……

……

(End of this chapter)