Young Master, Don't Bother Me

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Mother would never carve a knife on a fake crystal.

"You should know who Luo Rou is. It's a national treasure carving master, but it's a pity that she was very young..." The middle-aged man sighed with contrition, "but you're lucky. Master Luo's works can't be sold for 30000. It's 60000, no, 160000."

The middle-aged man's talk is full of hype. At the moment, Luo Xiaojing just wants to slap him in the face.

"Master Luo won't go along with a liar like you."

The middle-aged man thought that Luo Xiaojing would change his face when he changed his face. As soon as he choked, he yelled, "what do you know about a little girl?"

Mother's every work, she is listening to the hum of the machine, looking at her mother a knife carved out, in this world, in addition to her, there will be no second person who knows better than her.

Luo Xiaojing grabs the Dragon carving from the middle-aged man and points it to him: "for the time being, not to mention that your rubilaitourmaline is completely imitated by glass, let's say that the dragon scale is the same size, the sense of hierarchy is not clear, the dragon's eyes are dull, and the expression is inflexible. This is the result of mass production and carving of the design drawing by computer digital editing and machine."

"You, you talk nonsense."

Luo Xiaojing sneered a few times: "you don't know what hand carving is, do you know what ten live nine diseases are?"

The so-called "ten activities and nine diseases" means that hand carving can not be 100% perfect. For example, dragon scales are uniform in rough view, but if you look at them carefully, you can see that each dragon scale is different. This is the charm of hand carving. Although it is imperfect, it can fully reflect the vividness and nature of people, animals and plants.

The middle-aged man's face suddenly becomes extremely ugly. He is also a famous professional liar in this circle. How can he fall into the hands of a little girl.

"If you say these empty words, I will also say that if you don't know how to carve, don't brag here. Go while you go."

"I don't know how to carve?" The middle-aged man's sentence completely attacked Luo Xiaojing's anger. "The tool feature of machine carving is that the cutter and the surface to be carved are always vertical. Because the surface angle changes depending on the cutter itself, the line edge, corner and other places are prone to collapse, occasionally serrated edge appears, which is too fuzzy and unnatural. However, the lines carved by hand are relatively smooth, and there are no or rare cracks on both sides of the lines, the bottom of the ditch is frosted, the lines are relatively uniform, and the rough parts of the carving have repeated lines. You can see that the dragon head and dragon claw on this carving piece have uniform edges and are very flat. There is no inward concave and outward concave radian, and no detail conforms to the characteristics of hand carving. "

"So this is..." The middle-aged man still does not give up the strong words and reasoning, "master Luo machine carving."

"Master Luo is famous for his hand carving. How can he use machine carving? She doesn't even carve on glass. "

"Early works are not good. You can carve by hand in your next life?"

Luo Xiaojing is so angry that if she says that she is Luo Rou's daughter, she can send the middle-aged man to the Public Security Bureau, but she can't say a word.

While she was stunned, the middle-aged man yelled: "you say my Rubi tourmaline is glass, which onion do you think is a wolf with a big tail?"

"I've been in touch with crystal for more than ten years. I can tell at a glance whether it's crystal or glass."

"More than ten years? Who can prove it? "

No one can prove that Luo Xiaojing can't throw out the evidence that he can hit a middle-aged man in the face.

"Then don't make trouble, get out of here!"

As soon as the middle-aged man's voice fell, Luo Xiaojing suddenly heard a cold male voice: "I can prove it."

The familiar voice makes Luo Xiaojing subconsciously turn around. Her clear eyes first bump into her eyes. Her tall body gets closer and closer. She is dull for a few seconds. How can it be Leng Yu?

Standing under the streetlight, his face is clear and clear, but the momentum of his whole body makes his heart tremble.

The middle-aged man looked at him askance: "who are you?"

"Leng Yu." He did not shy away from reporting his name, "the girl you said was a wolf with a big tail, is a student of my royal ornament."

It's like a boat swaying in the big waves suddenly finds the harbor. Leng Yu's words, a student of my royal ornaments, instantly hit Luo Xiaojing's heart.

A listen is jewelry crystal stone big brand Royal adornment, the middle-aged man immediately counseled.

Seeing that the situation was not good, he turned around and wanted to escape. Leng Yu's long arm pulled his collar and pulled him back.

When he was seized and sent to the Public Security Bureau, the middle-aged man was directly taken into the interrogation room to record the record. Because of the huge amount and the conclusive evidence, as well as the young girl and the previous cheated witness, it is certain that the middle-aged man will be locked up for three or five years.

From the Public Security Bureau, Luo Xiaojing is not in a good mood.

Sitting on the side of the road, she was still thinking about her conversation with the police officer.

"Officer, is he cheating in the name of the late sculptor Luo Rou, a violation of Luo Rou's reputation?"

"Luo Rou died, unless her family investigated for civil liability on her behalf."She is Luo Rou's daughter, but she dare not tell anyone that she is Luo Rou's daughter.

The feeling of powerlessness is like a thin rope holding her tightly so that she can't breathe. She can't even take out the evidence. She can't take out any of Luo Rou's works. Tell these people that what you sell is fake. It's not something carved by my mother Luo rou.

She can also show her finished products to everyone to let them know that no one can imitate Luo Rou's carving skills. Even her own daughter can only learn 60%.

Her mother, Luo Rou, can't be surpassed by anyone.

On her deathbed

Head, deeply buried in the knees, drop a drop of tears fell on the ground, with the air evaporation clean. She really can't do anything and can't do anything. If Leng Yu didn't show up in time, she couldn't even wriggle the middle-aged male swindler to the Public Security Bureau.

Leng Yu?

Think of Leng Yu, she suddenly looked up, the man who came out of the public security bureau with her and was forgotten by her, was standing one meter away from her, looking at her.

Tears closed, she pretended to stand up slowly: "boss, just now, thank you."

Eyes or red, as if even the nose are stained with the color of grievance, Leng Yu hook the lips: "get on the bus, I'll take you back."

Luo Xiaojing didn't refuse. In her current mood, she might rush back to the Public Security Bureau and beat the middle-aged man.

Assistant Xin Yi is driving. She and Leng Yu are sitting in the back seat together. The car is driving smoothly, but she has ups and downs and can't get out of what she just did.

After driving on a street corner, Leng Yu coughed softly and said, "Luo Xiaojing, are you Know Luo Rou? "