Young Master, Don't Bother Me

The discussion of Luo Xiaojing's sculpture studio is not over yet. The semi-final of the sculpture competition was held in the Sculpture Association as scheduled.

After a successful semi-finals, the Sculpture Association no longer needs to build momentum. In the front, the new products of Royal decoration this year mainly focus on sculpture, which brings sculpture back to the public view. Later, the sculpture competition is open in the form of live broadcast. The carving boom has been set off and the speed of light is moving forward.

The live broadcast of the semi-finals doesn't need to send tickets as it does when the competition is resumed. Before the live broadcast time is up, the audience will fill the whole venue and conjecture whether the competition system of the semi-finals will change. One person stares at the big screen and cheers for his favorite sculptor in advance.

Backstage, six sculptors were arranged into the foyer, Xiaoya holding the competition system instructions, carefully explained to the sculptors.

"The semi-final is still three rounds. It will be much more difficult than the second round. The elimination rate is 50%

Xiao Ya tried to relax her tone and ease the tension of the sculptors, but after talking about the competition system and six into three, she felt that the semi-final was too cruel.

"Ordinary heart, ordinary heart, competition, being eliminated doesn't mean not to be able to, being promoted doesn't mean not to be able to, so teachers should show their personal skills."

Xiao Ya comforted him with a smile, whether it was useful or not, and reminded the next few sculptors of the time. He left the rest room in a hurry and went to other places.

As soon as the door closed, Huang Wenchuan frowned and covered his chest.

"Miss Huang, are you ok?"

Ye Xinghe is closest to Huang Wenchuan. He has long seen that he is a little uncomfortable. Huang Wenchuan waved his hand: "when he is old, he is a little nervous, and his spare parts are in trouble."

The sculptors were worried. They all got together and worried. Duan Qingyan recently poured water and handed it to Huang Wenchuan: "I think we should discuss with the association to delay the live broadcast time and let you have a rest."

It's going to be a big problem to compete with sick people, and they will be more nervous than they are now.

"I can't delay you all by myself." Huang Wenchuan still waved his hand, but his face became paler and paler. The sculptors didn't persuade him or not.

The sculpture competition is very important for every sculptor, which is related to the operation of his carving studio, his position in the industry, and the smoothness of the carving road.

All industries are the same. No matter how exquisite your sculptors are, no matter how marvelous your design is, you can't open the door without the blessing of awards.

Because the sculpture competition represents the highest level of the industry.

No one can concentrate on your carving. Whether Daxiu uses your carving or jewelry group uses your design depends on your resume.

How many sculptors have been doing nothing in their life, and how many sculptors can't wait to take part in the competition from disdaining the competition. It's not that they have never stood out, but the one in ten thousand chance still makes many sculptors flinch and choose to take part in the competition to improve their industry value.

In the second round, Huang Wenchuan advanced to the semi-finals with the first total score. If he discussed with the Sculpture Association to delay the live broadcast of the competition at this time due to physical reasons, the association would only persuade Huang Wenchuan to withdraw from the competition.

It will affect the topic of the competition if the sculptor with the first total score withdraws from the competition, but the association does not want to see the sculptor fall on the stage.

"It's OK. There's still half an hour left. Let's tell Mr. Huang a few jokes, and he won't be nervous."

On the stage is the opponent, off the stage is the friend, perhaps Huang Wenchuan's situation today is the situation after them. So Ji Xing cleared his throat and became the first to tell a joke.

"Once upon a time..."

He told it with relish, but the joke was too cold. Only Luo Xiaojing gave face a dry smile twice.

"Hello, do you want to give me some face? A smile will do

As soon as Ji's voice fell, Huang Wenchuan covered his chest in pain.

Duan Qingyan can't help supporting him: "this is not good, Mr. Huang. The sculpture competition is no matter how important it is, but your body, you need to go to the hospital now."

"I'll have a rest and I'll be fine." Drawing back his hand, Huang Wenchuan sat back. His face was getting worse and worse, and his forehead was sweating.

"Teacher Huang..." Duan Qingyan stamped his feet, "you can't be willful about your health. If you don't go to the hospital, I can only ask the staff to take you."

"I know you care about me, but I'm really OK."

However, after three rounds of competition, Huang Wenchuan would not give up anything.

"Miss Huang!"

Huang Wenchuan refuses to go to the hospital, so Duan Qingyan can only find someone to take him to the door. Luo Xiaojing's inquiry is behind him.

"Miss Huang, are you a little flustered, sweating and dizzy?"

What is Luo Xiaojing doing? She thinks she's a doctor?

Huang Wenchuan nodded his head: "yes."

"Miss Huang, did you eat before you came to the association?"

Working overtime, the studio is busy producing new products. Huang Wenchuan hasn't had a good rest these days. He is also hungry and full. The sculpture competition makes the customization of his studio go up to a new level. Not only he, but also the sculptors under his hands work 24 hours overtime."Some porridge."

"Then have another candy." Luo Xiaojing juggled out two pieces of sugar and put the biggest one into Huang Wenchuan's hand. "Mr. Huang, I think your symptom should be hypoglycemia. Take a sugar and have a rest for a while, it should be OK."

"Luo Xiaojing, are you crazy?" Duan Qingyan put in a sharp voice, "can you have a piece of sugar? Can you be responsible for Miss Huang's illness? "

She doesn't care whether Huang Wenchuan is alive or dead. She only knows that Huang Wenchuan has lost an opponent because of his illness. Second round total score first promotion Huang Wenchuan is the threat, saw can dissuade him, Luo Xiaojing suddenly emerges?

"I'm responsible for the wrong food." Before Luo Xiaojing could say anything, Huang Wenchuan opened the package and ate the sugar.

It's just a piece of sugar. Duan Qingyan is in charge of all kinds of sculptors. If you look at me and I look at you, I don't make a sound.

"Close your eyes for a while, Mr. Huang. It's still 25 minutes before the competition starts. There's still time."

Edge in the back, luoxiaojing know is Duan Qingyan want to gouge out a hole in her body, less a strong opponent, more promotion opportunities, she will not know? However, compared with Huang Wenchuan, she wanted to compete with a strong sculptor.

Besides, she is sure that Huang Wenchuan is only hypoglycemia. As a sculptor, she understands how sorry Huang would be if he withdrew from the competition due to illness.

As time went by, the sculptors seemed to forget their nervousness and were waiting for Huang Wenchuan to feel more comfortable and play normally. Ten minutes later, Huang Wenchuan opened his eyes.

"Sculptor Luo..."

Before the voice fell, Duan Qingyan ran to him first: "Miss Huang, how do you feel? Is it still uncomfortable? "