poorer than

After Lu Wei said this, the little guy in front of him showed a surprised expression. He immediately realized that he seemed a little too enthusiastic, his eyes flashed unnaturally, and he was about to say something more, but Xia Xingcheng hugged him tightly arm.

"Brother Wei, you are too kind to me!"

Feeling the warmth of his arm, he looked at Xia Xingcheng's bright eyes. This guy's eyes were big and bright, like beautiful and precious gems.

It tickles my heart.

"Then you have to learn from me." Putting away the strange mood and drooping eyes, he said.

"Okay Brother Wei!" Looking at the jade in his hand, Xia Xingcheng suddenly began to look forward to learning seal cutting. He still has no way to learn to paint, but being able to carve on such a small jade can satisfy his desire in a small way.

The two returned to the yard, and Lu Wei began to introduce the seal cutting tools.

"This is a flat knife. You just started using this 5mm knife." Lu Wei handed the knife to Xia Xingcheng, and then gave him another printing bed: "When carving stones, you can put the printing stone on the printing bed for your convenience. Hold on to the seal stone so that it won't get your hand when you carve it."

Xia Xingcheng listened to Lu Wei's words, first put Tian Huang card into the printing bed, and then picked up the knife.

Lu Wei saw that his posture of holding a knife was naturally the posture of holding a brush, and a look of admiration appeared in his eyes: "Have you ever practiced a brush?"

"I saw you holding the knife like this last time." Xia Xingcheng thought of Wei Lu's hand holding the knife and holding the stone last time, so he picked up a seal stone and held it in his hand: "You still hold the seal stone like this."

Wei Lu was a little surprised. He saw that Xia Xingcheng held the knife and held the stone very well: "I saw it once and wrote it down?"

"I have a good memory." Xia Xingcheng shook his head triumphantly.

Lu Wei picked up the knife and the stone to demonstrate: "Look at my hand, hold the knife and put it on the seal stone. The angle between the blade and the seal stone is about [-] degrees. Different angles will engrave different depths. The smaller the angle The darker the line, the thicker it is."

Xia Xingcheng went to look at it. He watched Lu Wei engrave a word bit by bit on the seal stone: "Why do you want to engrave bit by bit?"

"It's a one-handed approach."

Then he saw that Lu Wei used another method to carve a word, one knife went and came back again.

"what about this?"

"It's the double-knife method."

"Brother Wei, what method are you good at?"

"Single sword method, this is not easy to make mistakes." Lu Wei looked up at Xia Xingcheng: "You try it, just engrave a word."

"Oh." Xia Xingcheng sat back in his seat and took the seal stone off the seal bed.

Lu Wei frowned: "Use the printing bed."

"I think the seal bed is in the way of the position, and it doesn't feel right in your hand." Xia Xingcheng held the seal stone in the same way that Lu Wei held the stone, with his thumb pinching one side of the stone, the remaining three fingers pinching the other side, and his little finger resting on the other side. At the bottom of the stone, then hold the knife and get started directly.

Lu Wei looked at Xia Xingcheng's hand holding the knife and the stone, and smiled in his heart, and his eyes fell on Xia Xingcheng's blade on the stone surface, and then he half-closed his eyes.

The sound of the knife cutting across the stone surface is powerful and sharp, and the knife rises and falls in one go.

The quiet eyes seemed to be hit with ripples by this word, showing the color of surprise.

The single-handed method is not easy to master, and it is actually not suitable for novices. After all, this requires a solid foundation and a well-thought-out idea of ​​the layout of the text.The cutting of the knife must be accurate and concise, and one must pay attention to the momentum of the strokes when the knife rises and falls, so that it can be done in one go.

Obviously, Xia Xingcheng's sum was beyond his imagination.

Although the brushwork is still a little immature, but Xia Xingcheng has already achieved three points.

Xia Xingcheng's skills can be seen from every single word.

is gifted.

"Have you ever learned calligraphy?"

Xia Xingcheng blew off the powder carved on the stone surface, and looked at the word he carved with disgust: "I have learned it since I was a child. Maybe it's because I haven't held a pen for a long time. Isn't this word too ugly?"

He picked up the seal engraved by Lu Wei in the box. The font on this seal is majestic, unrestrained and vigorous. At a glance, he can tell that it is a master, and if it is put together with his own, it is a rookie.

"Is this the first time you have come into contact with seal cutting?"

Xia Xingcheng nodded: "Yes."

"you're good."

Xia Xingcheng looked up at Wei Lu in surprise, he saw the smile and admiration in Wei Lu's eyes, not the kind to coax him on purpose.

"Really?"

Wei Lu stood up and put the small bench behind Xia Xingcheng, surrounded him from behind, and held his hand.

Xia Xingcheng was stunned as soon as the broad chest was pressed against him, he watched Wei Lu holding his hand.

"You are very talented, this knife is very beautiful, but it will be more beautiful if you need to control the force when you fall. You carve another knife, and I will adjust the angle for you."

"Oh, good." Xia Xingcheng was dizzy from the soft teaching in his ear, but soon he came back to his senses, what was going on in his mind, Lu Wei was teaching him seal carving.

Then he lowered his head to listen to Lu Wei's words and carved another knife.

Perhaps because of concentration, he could feel the heartbeat rhythm from Lu Wei's chest, powerful, as if he was surrounded.There is a smell of ink in the nose, not inferior ink smell, but very fragrant ink smell.

Lieutenant Lu's hand, which is much bigger than his, can completely cover his hand. When he is holding the knife, he can also feel that Lieutenant Lu is subtly adjusting the angle of his falling knife, but he also feels that Wei Wei's right hand is slightly trembling.

That's right, isn't Wei Lu's right hand useless?

Suddenly he felt his hand being held down, and he snapped back to his senses.

Lu Wei was a good guide at first, but he didn't expect that Xia Xingcheng's brushstrokes would suddenly speed up and almost hit the tiger's mouth holding the stone. He immediately held Xia Xingcheng's hand and frowned displeased.

"Why are you distracted? You dare to be distracted while holding a knife?!"

Xia Xingcheng completely recovered from Wei Lu's scolding, and turned his head guiltily: "I—"

The moment he turned his head, he felt his forehead rubbed against the stubble of his beard and made it itchy. He raised his head and froze for a moment. Only then did he realize how close he was to Lieutenant Lu. Lieutenant Lu looked down at him When he met the man's eyes at close range, the scent of ink passed through his nose again.

Lu Wei's brows are deep, his nose is straight, his facial features are handsome and his eyes are very special, making him a bit of a mixed race. The mustache around his lips is obviously a bit casual and rough, but Lu Wei's eyes are not Steady and quiet, this contradictory temperament makes this man full of mystery.

And attractive.

Lu Wei looked down at Xia Xingcheng with sullen eyes: "Do you dare to distract yourself while holding a knife without fear of hurting your hands? Don't you know how important your hands are?!"

As he spoke, he took the knife from Xia Xingcheng's hand.

"I'm sorry." Xia Xingcheng was a little scared when he saw Wei Lu angry, and when he thought of Wei Wei losing his temper that day, he immediately faltered and lowered his head.

Really, I can't extricate myself from being immersed in beauty!

He deserves to be scolded!

Lu Wei's right hand holding the knife began to tremble due to the force, but when he saw Xia Xingcheng sitting in front of him with his head bowed pitifully, he suddenly regretted speaking so loudly.

"I'm just worried that you will get it." He saw the two spinners on the back of Xia Xingcheng's head, and thought to himself, the two spinners seem to be very naughty, and they really are.

Xia Xingcheng lowered his head and replied, "I was wrong."

You can be as cowardly as you can be.

"I'm not angry, I'm just worried that you will get it. Don't be distracted when doing this. Hands are very important to anyone, you know?"

Xia Xingcheng didn't seem to be angry when he heard Lu Wei's voice, so he turned his head and nodded obediently:

"understood."

Lu Wei looked at Xia Xingcheng's careful look at himself, and felt a little soft-hearted. He felt that he was too fierce, so he spread his right hand in front of Xia Xingcheng:

"Don't be like me who doesn't love your hands. You only know how to regret it after you lose it."

Xia Xingcheng was a little shocked when he saw the scar on the heart of Wei Lu's right hand. He was not sure what it was when he saw it the other day. The scar on his palm blurred the palm lines, and the pink healed flesh told him that he had suffered a serious injury. He stretched out his hand Touching Lu Wei's palm, the place where the fingertips touched was already uneven, which made the fingertips numb and made my heart feel uncomfortable.

"The reason I was so angry that day was because I was so frustrated when I saw that the lines of the puppy you drew were smoother than mine."

Xia Xingcheng thought that was invincible. After all, he was a student of painting. Seeing the scar on Lu Wei's palm, he felt a little uncomfortable, so he turned around and sat facing Lu Wei. He took Lu Wei's hand and spread it out. Frowning and stroking the scar on his palm:

"how did you make it?"

The warmth of the young man's palm made Lu Wei's heart skip a beat. He looked down at Xia Xingcheng's hand touching his own, with a distressed look on his face. He was regretting, regretting his impulsiveness.

"I made it myself, so I stabbed it in with a flat knife."

Xia Xingcheng paused, and looked up at Wei Lu in shock: "Are you crazy, you are studying art and don't love your own hands, and you stab your own hands with a knife!"

"I had depression as a child."

Xia Xingcheng's head buzzed, his pupils shrank slightly, he looked at Wei Lu and couldn't say, what?depression?

What flashed through my mind that I didn't have time to capture.

"When I was young, many children joked about the reason for my eyes, saying that I was a monster because my eyes were different. Since then, I stopped talking to people, didn't like to contact people, felt a little inferior, and my personality became more and more dull. Later I My family invited me a teacher of engraving. After that, I used seal engraving to divert my attention and stop caring about my appearance. I started learning seal engraving when I was six years old. My teacher told me Said that although my basic skills are solid, but I have no aura, it is suggested that I choose an interesting major to make my soul interesting, so that I can create better works. So I chose the oil painting department in my university.”

"In my sophomore year, I went to France. I saw an oil painting in an art exhibition, and at a glance, I felt that my dead heart seemed to be alive. This is the feeling of heartbeat."

"His use of color is extremely gorgeous, innocent and romantic with strong irony and resistance. I really cried when I saw the painting. I like it very much. I feel that I can clearly understand the emotions expressed by this painter, so I directly I bought this painting. After that, I have been paying attention to this painter, but he is very mysterious and I don’t know who he is. What I can do is to pay a lot of money to take pictures of every painting he exhibits, and then watch it every day, slowly. Gradually, these paintings became my spiritual support, and also became the motivation for me to continue to create, and my depression gradually recovered.”

"But one day he suddenly disappeared, as if he had never appeared in my life."

"I'm mad."

Xia Xingcheng's heart skipped a beat.

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Wei Lu: Dog!Where are you!My white moonlight!

Xia Xingcheng: ...Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo