Chapter 295: This ink is of high quality
The ink sticks made by Qian Yaya had been placed in a special drying room. She looked at the ink sticks that Jiang Lingxi was still pounding, and boldly touched them with a thoughtful look on her face: "How do I feel about Teacher Jiang?" This piece of ink is slipperier than mine, is it an illusion? "
"It's not an illusion," answered the old master who also looked satisfied at the ink ball. "This means that the glue has been completely integrated into the ink. When the time comes, the writing will be smooth and not sluggish, and the ink color has already It has a faint bluish-purple color, the ratio is perfect, and with enough beating, the quality of this ink will definitely be rated as high-quality when it is finished. ”
As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang Lingxi who was still hammering repeatedly with a small hammer. He now seriously doubted that this little girl was not a novice.
After all, even he, an expert in making ink, was praised by his master for his talent at the beginning. The ink he made at the beginning was only slightly better than that of the little girl named Qian.
To be honest, what Xiao Jiang has made is no worse than when he started his apprenticeship.
Had he not known that the other party would not be able to take this path, he would have wanted to ask this girl if she would be the heir to his legacy.
Qian Yaya felt a little depressed when she thought of the evaluation her master had given her as "barely usable".
However, she also noticed Jiang Lingxi's seriousness, and it was his ability to get such a high evaluation.
So he gave a thumbs up and said, "Teacher Jiang, give you a thumbs up!"
She originally wanted to ask if the ink would be sold after it was made, but when she thought that this person was also an actor and would definitely not be short of money, she swallowed her words silently.
Jiang Lingxi received the positive and pure emotion in the little girl's eyes and smiled back: "Thank you."
Qian Yaya tilted her head and looked at Jiang Lingxi's profile. Although she was a fan of Jing Huai, she didn't know much about Jiang Lingxi, who was also an actor. Before, she only knew that there was such a person in the entertainment industry.
But after getting along with him for the day, she found that she was only extremely excited about Jing Huai when they first met, but later she was more attracted to the man in front of her.
Speaking of which, all of their guests are good-looking, but it seems like some of them can shine, even if they are silent, people still can't take their eyes away after seeing them.
Is it possible that this is the personality charm that my aunt often talks about?
“Teacher Jiang.”
Jiang Lingxi looked away and glanced at Qian Yaya who suddenly called her with confusion.
“What kind of work did you draw when you signed up for this program?”
Xu Qingmei, who was sitting in front of the observation platform and was feeling depressed, softened when she heard this.
Looking at Jiang Lingxi on the split screen with burning eyes.
The old master's evaluation of Jiang Lingxi just now was a complete slap in the face. Professionals all spoke highly of her. So her claim that Jiang Lingxi was trying to show off her strength for the sake of the show's effect is naturally untenable.
However, works!
Did Jiang Lingxi submit any works for this show?
Isn't it the same as Jing Huai who also lost his relationship?
It's just that Jing Huai left her, and Jiang Lingxi should have left that old man Shi.
Qian Yaya asked this question very well. She would like to see what Jiang Lingxi's response is!
However, before she was ready to watch the show, she saw Jiang Lingxi on the split screen replying: "It's a painting. I didn't have a name originally. The people around me picked it up for me after seeing the painting. It's called " "Cat-Goose War."
""Cat and Goose War", are the animals painted? Ink or fine brushwork?"
“Ink painting.”
"I don't know if I have a chance to see it." Xu Qingmei pressed her fingers on the table so hard that they turned slightly white, then she suppressed the disbelief on her face.
Jiang Lingxi actually submitted her work!
Then was she selected because of her work, or was it because of her that the program team approved "Cat and Goose Wars"?
The latter is best.
It can only be the latter!
"Speaking of which," a voice said from the side, "Although we can only select a few guests for this show, the works collected by the program team this time are quite good. I suggest that at the end of the show, we might as well put everyone's works together Let’s put it on display and let the audience appreciate it, and it’s not in vain for everyone’s hard work.”
As soon as Li Wanxuan said this, the two reviewers sitting on the left nodded in unison and said in unison: "I agree."
Then Xu Qingmei heard Shen Yunqing also say: "I agree."
Now it was useless for her to say anything. She dug at the corner of the table and smiled: "I also agree. Every work is the hard work of every young painter. The ones that can be handed over to the program team must be their own." I think those who were not selected will be very happy to have such an opportunity to show their favorite works on a national TV variety show.”
As for Jing Huai’s lack of works, Xu Qingmei’s idea was very simple. Either take the time to paint one, or buy one at a high price. Either way, it would be an easy solution.
Although Li Wanxuan could tell that Xu Qingmei's words were not sincere, she had to say what she said in this situation, and it was quite to the point.
This proposal was not difficult for the program team to implement and was quickly adopted.
It’s just that the guests don’t know it yet.
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Jiang Lingxi looked at the small hammer in her hand that was as smooth as new and said, "That's it."
"It's indeed OK," the old master handed her the blank mold he had prepared earlier. "If there is no stain on the hammer, it means that the glue and ink are completely compatible. Let's start pouring the mold."
Jiang Lingxi put down the hammer and reached out to pick up the ink ball. First, he took out a small ball and rolled it into thin strips. Then he put it into the mold and pressed it with a wooden board that was the same size as the groove of the mold.
By the time the mold is removed, a rectangular ink strip has already been formed.
Just pressed six pieces in total.
She had planned it when she was preparing to make ink. She would keep two of the six ink strips for herself. An An also learned calligraphy, so he would give her two, and the remaining two would simply be given to Shen Yunqing.
After all, this person lacks everything, so let’s give her something she made with her own hands.
After sending the still limp ink sticks to the drying room, Jiang Lingxi moved her aching shoulders, said something to the master, and walked out of the ink-making area.
When he came out, he saw Qian Yaya standing in front of Jing Huai, holding a brush in his hand and looking at it over and over.
She also glanced at the brush.
Unsurprisingly, the brush was probably made by Jing Huai himself. After all, in her opinion, the brushwork was a bit sloppy and did not look like the craftsmanship of the masters in this studio.
The next second, I heard Qian Yaya say: "Brother Jinghuai, when my ink is finished later, can you use this brush you made and my own ink to write a signature for me?" We agreed before that we should write it in Yuan Zhao style, okay?"
Jiang Lingxi turned around and walked towards the inkstone area. When she walked around the screen, she heard a stiff reply from behind: "Okay, okay!"