Young Master, Don't Bother Me

"Luo Xiaojing, you are not the future boss of Royal decoration, and this is Mr. Su's studio. It's not your turn to tell me what to do."

Luo Xiaojing is a matter of fact, but Fang Xinya is obviously not.

Secretly scold oneself to worry, shouldn't worry, Luo Xiaojing: "sorry, I'm talkative."

She was just a kind reminder, but she forgot that Fang Xinya would not appreciate it.

"Don't disturb me any more."

As Fang Xinya continued to draw, Liu Ying stopped her work, leaned over to look at the south red rough in her hand, frowned and said, "sister Fang, this South Red koi is very important to Miss Su. I think you'd better follow the carving steps."

Although not directly said, but Liu Ying and Luo Xiaojing mean the same, are reminding her to miss Shun live that step.

"Novices will be afraid to influence the next knife." Seeing that Liu Ying is also helping Luo Xiaojing, Fang Xinya's face is not happy. In a flash, she smiles again, "elder martial brother, if you really want to join the sculpture team of Royal ornaments, you might as well apply with Mr. Su to flatter Luo Xiaojing. It's useless."

Explicit direct words, said Liu Ying's face a burst of green a burst of white, want to explain, one side of the boat pulled him.

Fang Xinya's hostility to Luo Xiaojing is obvious to everyone. If the water flows down, it will only flow more and more.

The hum of the machine rings again. Several people continue to concentrate on their work. Luo Xiaojing seems to be sitting on the bench and is excluded.

She wants to help, but Fang Xinya won't let her help Liu Ying and Zhouzhou, but she doesn't dare to. She left the Royal ornament, but with Leng Yu's fiancee, she is no longer Luo Xiaojing, an apprentice in Su Han's sculpture studio.

After sitting for a while, she went to the material room wisely and spent time learning how to make a vivid face in rough drawing as she did yesterday.

Occasionally, she took out her mobile phone to check, but the person she was looking forward to was always quiet, hesitant whether to give a reason to test, and thought that he had strongly refused her to move out of Nanyuan last night.

Forget it!

Cell phone plug back, Luo Xiaojing secretly told himself not to be distracted, a little bit of boil time finally stay up to the evening, Su Han on time.

Several sculptors have been off work, and only Su Han and Luo Xiaojing are in the carving room. He has selected a few small pieces of sculpture that have been sketched, and some of them have been finished, waiting for the second painting, and handed them to Luo Xiaojing.

"Choose one that you think you can almost carve out."

Skip the novice step, Su Han directly let Luo Xiaojing start, she lengxia: "teacher Su, you really have so much confidence in me?"

After more than ten years of carving, this kind of small carving piece is of course no problem, but now she not only has to install a new person, but her left arm injury is not all well. The carving pieces Su Han asked her to choose for a try were all antique ones to be displayed at Suzhou Hangzhou fashion week. Fang Xinya was responsible for carving some of them. She was afraid that her hand would slip on the way to carving

"You've been in the Royal sculpture team for a long time. Can't you carve small pieces?"

"Yes, yes." Luo Xiaojing said bitterly, "but I'm a novice sculptor. Maybe there will be wear and tear. These small pieces are custom-made. I'm afraid..."

"I'm not afraid of what you're afraid of." As soon as Su Han pressed Luo Xiaojing's shoulder, he sat her beside the machine. Regardless of her opinion, he randomly selected a roughcast for her. "If you don't know which carving knife to use or how to deal with the vein, just ask me."

"Good teacher su." Su Han has personally selected materials for her to try. Even if she has ten thousand worries, she has to put them on her head.

Holding Hetian Qingyu in his hand, Luo Xiaojing first polished the crystal structure, rubbed his finger and felt the moistening degree, then raised his head and asked, "Xinjiang material?"

The Hetian jade producing area in Xinjiang has been closed down for a long time, and now the materials circulating in the market are from other places, such as Qinghai and Russia.

Layman basically can't see the way, because there is not much difference in appearance, but the price and value are very different. A piece of high-quality Hetian seed material in Xinjiang, whose price exceeds 1000 yuan, is very common. In recent years, the output of Hetian jiemuyu is extremely scarce, and it has set new price records again and again.

"Good eyesight." Su Han, standing beside the machine, hugged his shoulder. "Although this material is small, it belongs to the kind that money can't buy. If you carve it out..."

The long ending is full of serious consequences. Just now Su Han said he was not afraid of it. In less than a minute, it will become a terrible reminder that if you carve your end badly.

"Miss Su..."

"Don't talk nonsense, carve quickly."

With this urge, Luo Xiaojing's nervous hair is about to stand up, and her breath calms down. She pulls out the nail carving knife in her tool bag.

Su Han's selection of green jade is to carve tender leaves, with purple teeth and black flowers inlaid hairpin. The shape of green jade tender leaves is similar to that of Angran, but by contrast, green jade tender leaves are much simpler than Angran.

Luo Xiaojing first polished off the sharp corners of the sapphire with nails, initially set the shape, wiped off the water stains and painted the details of the veins.

As soon as he sketched out a few strokes, he heard Su Han tut praise: "you are a designer full of vitality. Your strokes are better than the rough drawing at the beginning.""Because that's what I'm good at." Luo Xiaojing can draw ang'an with her eyes closed, but the young leaves inlaid with hairpin can't be too similar to ang'an, so she draws the line of sapphire longer than before.

"Mr. Su, do you think this is OK?"

Since there is a change, she has to confirm with Su Han before she dares to go on to the next step. Su Han takes it in his hand, looks for the pattern of ziyawu Xiaohua, and compares Luo Xiaojing's modified tender leaves on it.

"The whole thing seems to be better."

At the beginning, the tender leaves on the hairpin were mellow and heavy, but the sense of elegance was poor. Although Luo Xiaojing didn't make many changes, as soon as the lines were lengthened, the elegant feeling of the hairpin came out. It didn't seem as if the tender leaves and flowers were the focus at the beginning, but it didn't seem to be the same.

Su Han is an activist. He immediately took photos of Luo Xiaojing's modified green leaves and sent them to the designer of antique style. The designer of antique style, who is also a work-oriented designer, immediately replied that the modified ones were more pleasing to the eye.

"Go on, Luo Xiaojing. If we can, we'll carve the green jade leaves tonight."

Totally did not expect to be crooked, confidence greatly increased she also want to drum up, take back Su Han's jade, she moved her left arm first, slight tingling suddenly came.

I don't know if it's OK to be brave once?

No more!

Luo Xiaojing pulls out the small triangle nail from the tool bag and is ready to roll out the vein. His left thumb and index finger just hold the jade. He uses his hard hands to drive the muscle that has not yet healed. Suddenly, it hurts, and the jade flies out of her fingertips