Young Master, Don't Bother Me

Luo Xiaojing wants to call back and gives up after thinking about it.

She now tells Su yuejing that Songfang will be run by her from today on. It must be better to see the surprise of the people sent by the great God in the store.

After fiddling with his mobile phone for a while, Luo Xiaojing sits at his desk.

The great God once said that Louis XIV rose is not the most suitable design for flowers. Since Xu Ran is now in charge of carving Louis XIV rose, she uses this time to conceive a new design.

Although his left arm is still aching, it doesn't delay much. When he turns on the computer, he wants to browse the carving and design of the first-line jewelry brands and well-known carving rooms in recent years, except for Royal ornaments. Luo Xiaojing doesn't find many.

This line is particularly harsh on plagiarism, and it's not easy to clean the stains. So in design, Luo Xiaojing is afraid of colliding with other designers' designs. After searching for some valuable information, Luo Xiaojing decides to give up.

Dashen is right. If she wants to stand out in this field, she must be exposed to more high-end design and sculpture.

She was not born in an "academic class" or graduated from a famous jewelry school. It's not enough to rely on that little talent. Although I have been a student in Royal ornaments for a period of time, what I have learned is only superficial.

So many flowers

All the stocks of mobile phones were kept before the design of Louis XIV rose. After Luo Xiaojing looked at the details one by one, she lay on the bed and emptied.

For her carving hand, what kind of design is suitable for carving, what kind of design is suitable for carving on which kind of crystal jade material, she can almost see at a glance that there are so many carving techniques, many sculptors choose to develop their strengths and avoid their weaknesses, try as little as possible to try what they are not good at, or only do what they are good at best.

For example, Luo Rou's series of plant carvings are superb, but her figure carvings are not so interesting.

Luo Xiaojing wanted to try it, so there were all kinds of subjects in her hands-on carving works, but after the carving, she suddenly felt that it was not easy to refine one.

So Fanhua, she must take care of her own carving skills, either do not do, or do the best.

After thinking about it, Luo Xiaojing gently pushes open the door of the room.

She sleeps too much during the day, and now she can't sleep at all. She wants to find Dashen to bring the key to his collection room, and then go to see the flowers carved by her mother.

It's too long. She has almost forgotten how her mother used to carve the flower series. If she wants to surpass, she must do her homework, and her left arm is uncomfortable.

But when she got to the door of the great God's room, she hesitated again.

It's so late, has he had a rest? It's not good to disturb at this time.

After knocking on her forehead, Luo Xiaojing scolds herself that she can't tell the time on a whim. Yang's hand, which is ready to knock on the door in mid air, quietly retracts. She looks at the direction of the collection room and walks over.

She didn't expect that the chance to make her so close to her mother would be given by the great God.

Slightly trembling finger belly stroked the door of the collection room, Luo Xiaojing fingertips have not forced, the door moved gently.

"Not locked?"

Luo Xiaojing mumbled and pushed the door with a little force. The door was really open.

"No?"

With her eyebrow curled up, she pressed the switch on the wall, and the collection room suddenly lit up like a huge treasure house, with all kinds of treasures collected by the great God shining brightly under the light.

But in Luo Xiaojing's eyes, there is only the most prominent position, because there are flowers carved by his mother.

As she walked quickly to the display cabinet, she almost lay on the door of the cabinet. Every exquisite carving was her mother's work, but it was a pity that she could only see but could not touch it.

Luo Xiaojing looks around the display cabinet with a little pity, and her eyes fall on the fingerprint lock. Suddenly, she yies.

Is the counter still open?

Is this really a coincidence?

Luo Xiaojing can't manage so much, his eyes are filled with surprise, and his flexible right hand quickly opens the glass cabinet door.

Each exquisite flower was taken out, and she held it carefully, and went to the side to see the carvers under the strong light specially set by Leng Yu.

The curve is smooth and natural, and the fold and depth of petals are perfectly treated. Among them, there are several hundred flowers. My mother boldly uses the white line drawing, point pistil, density contrast, dynamic and static contrast in the engineering brush.

Looking at the flowers one by one, Luo Xiaojing was not only surprised, but also surprised. When her mother was still alive, she just thought that her mother's flowers were beautiful and endowed each flower with the soul. Today, we know that there is a reason why the flowers are called the works handed down by the great God.

Only those who really know how to carve know that Luo Rou's carving can not be surpassed.

"Mom, you are a mountain I can't climb." Luo Xiaojing holds her chin in both hands and murmurs to the flowers, just like when Luo Rou is alive, she always likes to pull her to say something that she doesn't have.

"The great God has set a goal for me, but I feel that the one who can really prove my strength is to surpass your mother first." Luo Xiaojing got up and put the flowers back to the display cabinet carefully, "it's hard, right, but I want to have a try."Luo Rou doesn't want to let anyone know that she can carve, but she can't beat the most real voice in her heart, so she chooses to pick up the carving knife. Luo Xiaojing suspects that if her mother can hear her words, it will blow her self-confidence.

"It doesn't matter if I don't succeed. I can only live up to my mother's teaching for so many years. You are a master among masters." Luo Xiaojing didn't feel embarrassed when she said to herself. Speaking of this, she laughed happily, "if I told you that I would make a master sculptor Dangdang, would my mother laugh at me?"

Revealing to Luo Rou what is hidden in her heart, Luo Xiaojing is embarrassed again: "but I just want to inspire myself."

When the last flower was put into the display cabinet, Luo Xiaojing stroked his hand, ignored the pain from his left arm, and stood facing the display cabinet: "I will definitely design and carve flowers, because that's the new product to be released by my jewelry and crystal brand who has been powdered for many years."

Luo Xiaojing's eyebrows stretch, clear eyes flow out a touch of sweet: "by the way, mom, he bought all the flowers you carved and put them here to treasure, so I can meet my mom from time to time."

Referring to Leng Yu, Luo Xiaojing's little face flushed: "he's a fan of his mother. He likes her carving, so he takes special care of me. He says it's love and love."

Luo Xiaojing heard her heart beating louder and louder. After a pause, she silently raised her head: "I'm sorry, mom, I lied to you. In fact, I know that he doesn't just love me. He said he wanted to be with me, but I refused. In fact..."

She took a deep breath, finally spit out the words buried in the bottom of her heart for a long time: "in fact, I also like him very much."

"How about trying to get together?"

A cold sound suddenly exploded behind him. Luo Xiaojing froze for a moment and turned back in surprise. Zhang Junyan was holding a faint smile, and her shadow was all in her deep pupils

God?