Okami?

Head suddenly raised, Luo Xiaojing subconsciously poked cold Yu's clothes, to determine that this is not an illusion.

It's just that the great God came to Nanyuan again? When he came into the carving room, she didn't even notice.

"Sorry boss, it's broken again." But at the moment, Luo Xiaojing is not in the mood to care about these details. She slowly stands up and dispirited, spreading the broken purple tourmaline in her hand in front of Leng Yu. "It has nothing to do with the lack of tools and old machines. It's my problem."

Leng Yu looks at her trembling palm and holds the broken purple tourmaline in his hand. His slightly wrinkled brow turns to the neat fracture. The sharp angle seems to strike all Luo Xiaojing's confidence.

"Maybe I can't carve flowers."

In a low voice, as soon as she fell, she sat back in her chair, covered her face with her hands, and curled herself into a world of gray and white.

Her state is very wrong. Leng Yu feels that he has to do something.

"So you're really going to give up, aren't you?" The voice was as cold as ever, but Leng Yu didn't feel any pressure. "If you really want to give up, I won't force you."

"But you will be disappointed in me." The stuffy voice flows out from his fingers. Luo Xiaojing shakes his head and is still in deep doubt about his carving skills.

If the first piece of purple tourmaline broke, it tightened the string at the bottom of her heart, then the second piece of broken purple tourmaline broke that string completely.

She has always been confident in her carving skills, but she didn't expect to be easily defeated by several pieces of purple tourmaline.

"I'll never be disappointed with you."

Mellow voice suddenly rang in her ear, release hand to cold Yu direction, Luo Xiaojing a face at a loss.

"Because you are Luo Xiaojing, I will never be disappointed with you." Leng Yu repeated calmly, and his dark voice seemed to have some firm strength. "When Yu Shi and I met the bottleneck, you used your skillful hand to design and carve out full of vitality."

"I can't eat it all my life." She recognized that this was the comfort of the great God and drew her lips bleakly. "I admit that Ang Ran is very successful, but for me, ang Ran is just a benchmark to urge me to move on."

Leng Yu didn't agree: "but the purple tourmaline stopped you from moving on."

"I know, but I can't help it."

"It's not that there's no way." Leng Yu picked up a small piece of broken purple Tourmaline on the floor. "If we can't turn it over, we'll go over it."

Luo Xiaojing didn't know why, so he said, "how can I cross the border?"

"Give up the rose design of Louis XIV, give up the tourmaline."

"Is that ok?"

Leng Yu's hands returned to his chest and leaned against the door leisurely. His posture was still high above, and his eyes became more and more gentle: "in the Royal ornaments, I can still decide what design to use and what crystal stone to use."

"But..." Luo Xiaojing should be relieved, because the expected whip in the hand of the great God didn't pull down on her, he didn't scold her, he didn't feel disappointed, and he even said that he could give up Louis XIV rose and purple tourmaline to comfort her.

But it shouldn't be.

"But I know it won't work." Luo Xiaojing turned to the machine, took out some carving knives from the tool box, fiddled with them and put them down again, "I can give up the purple tourmaline, but if the next crystal carving flowers continues to break, I will continue to give up?"

She was afraid that she would get used to nature. At that time, she could only confine herself to the kinds of crystal stones that she was good at carving. If she wanted to break through, she would find that her momentum had already been worn away.

"I'm not the only designer and sculptor of Royal ornaments." Standing up, Luo Xiaojing stares at the expressionless Leng Yu, "I think if I compete with tourmaline, it may delay the progress, so boss, can you..."

"You mean not to give up Louis XIV rose and tourmaline?" He cold voice interrupts, the Mou son of tiny Mi wears the cold of silk silk.

Luo Xiaojing didn't retreat. He welcomed him and said, "yes, I don't want to give up."

Even if she doesn't have confidence now, the machine in front of her and the carving knife beside her are like monsters, she doesn't want to give up.

Leng Yu's eyebrows are more and more wrinkled. Luo Xiaojing holds his head high, waiting for his reprimand.

He gave her a shortcut, but she did not choose a shortcut, back to the difficult road.

One second

Two seconds

Three seconds

It's like Luo Xiaojing is about to open her mouth after a century. The iceberg in front of her suddenly melts at this time.

"Do you know why I won't be disappointed with you? Because you won't give up, Luo Xiaojing. "

Her toughness was beyond his imagination, which he was sure from the beginning.

"Ah?" Luo Xiaojing, who had a slow reaction, blinked for a long time before he almost fell into the trap of the great God.

Like her, he didn't want to give up at all. If she gave up Louis XIV rose and purple tourmaline, the storm like reprimand would come down."Boss, you are bad at it." Flat mouth, Luo Xiaojing is not afraid of death complain, finish saying and feel not too suitable, about to change, Leng Yu has given her a broken piece of purple tourmaline.

"It's not bad, it's never good." Carelessly, it seems to be serious and unintentional. Before Luo Xiaojing's brain cells begin to rotate, he turns back to the topic, "I think the broken piece of purple tourmaline doesn't affect the overall outline. I think you can reduce the detail by a fifth."

The sound of fragmentation makes Luo Xiaojing lose the ability to be sure again. Hearing Leng Yu's warning, she knocks her forehead and turns her attention to the broken piece of purple tourmaline.

The strong light lamp hit the crystal, and the broken corner confirmed Leng Yu's judgment. Although the first knife was broken, it could be remedied.

Luo Xiaojing wiped out the rough drawing on the purple tourmaline, reduced the proportion of Louis XIV rose and painted it again.

Press the switch of the machine again, and Luo Xiaojing, sitting in front of the machine, is a little nervous.

She won't give up, and her determination to fight to the end with purple tourmaline won't waver, but after all, the shadow of her broken heart is still there.

"Boss, if it's still broken, what should I do?" Turning to ask Leng Yu, Luo Xiaojing has some weakness.

Leng Yu's leisurely attitude remained: "tourmaline is a semi precious stone that is easy to break, and it is normal to break."

What he said was relaxed, but it made Luo Xiaojing more nervous.

"Boss said that there are not too many purple tourmaline materials in the mining standard room." If it's broken all the time, she just wants to carve out the rose of Louis XIV. There's no chance.

"Before I decided to go back to Nanyuan to supervise the work, I ordered a batch of purple tourmaline materials from the raw material supplier."

Luo Xiaojing

In fact, the God didn't have much faith in her?