Live: Survival on a deserted island for full-level students

The joke is over.

Su Ze started to get down to business.

There is nothing wrong with enlivening the atmosphere in the live broadcast room and increasing the distance with water friends.

If a live broadcast is dull, what else is there to watch?

The audience watching the live broadcast is to pass the time and relax.

But if you just talk and don't do anything.

That would backfire.

Although Su Ze has never been an anchor before, he still knows this truth.

After soaking all the shoveled loess with water and kneading it into clay, Su Ze grabbed a ball and continued kneading it in his hands.

only.

At this time, he was not kneading indiscriminately, but kneading the clay in his hands into the shape of a bowl very methodically.

Barrage--

"This is the key step in making pots with loess?"

"Why does it feel like playing with mud?"

"Isn't this just playing with mud? Who didn't play with it when they were young?"

Water lovers began to question again, and the water was poured directly. For a while, the water in the live broadcast room was full of gold mountains, sticky and smelly.

"Are some students doubting the teacher?"

Su Ze seemed to be able to see the bullet screen on the public screen, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he smiled teasingly, rubbing a ball of clay into strips with both hands, and carefully put it on the bottom of the bowl.

Only then did he continue explaining.

"Don't underestimate the kneading process of pots and bowls, there are tricks in it."

"The posture is wrong, the strength is wrong, and the speed and speed of finger sliding and retracting are wrong, all of which cannot achieve the desired effect."

"so"

The bullet screen floated out——

"So, anchor, are you driving online again?"

"Although the facts seem to be as the anchor said, I always feel that something is wrong."

"Upstairs, be confident and get rid of the feeling."

"You can drive in ditches, the anchor's driving skills are very good."

"If you don't drive in a ditch, where do you drive?"

"There's something wrong with you (squinting smile)."

After kneading the mold of one bowl with clay, Su Ze did not make the mold of the second bowl, but carefully slid the surface and upper edge of the bowl with his fingers.

The clay bowl was not placed on the stone beside it until it was round and smooth, without any lumps.

"actually,"

Not in a hurry to start making the mold of the second clay bowl, Su Ze took a ball of clay and played with it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Our country of China has been famous for its pottery and porcelain civilization since ancient times, and many folks have made their own. Pottery bowl."

This is equivalent to farting, who doesn't know the water friends?

Everyone doesn't catch a cold.

Waiting for his next words.

"Both pottery and porcelain need to be fired in a professional kiln, but the so-called clever woman can't cook without rice. Today, Teacher Su will teach students how to fire pottery without using a kiln." come out."

Hearing this, the water friends in the live broadcast room immediately became interested.

As Su Ze said.

They are also curious to know how he solves this problem.

No kiln is used.

Can pottery really be fired?
the other side.

After Chang Le took a bath, she washed all the clothes on her body, took them back to her wooden house and hung them to dry.

The soft armor on her body made her feel chilly all over.

Itchy feeling.

Her chest was a little wet, which made her frown slightly, "Strange, where did Su Ze go? The rhubarb is also gone."

Just now she was worried that Su Ze would peek at her taking a bath, but now that Su Ze is not around, she still feels an indescribable feeling of loneliness.

Quite uncomfortable.

"Su"

She wanted to call Su Ze, but she changed her mind when she came.

"rhubarb."

"Wang Wang~"

Rhubarb's call came up from below the pool.

Hearing the voice, it was not far from her.

Very close.

"What did you do down there?"

Chang Le muttered to himself, took the sword in his hand, leaped lightly and flew down the wooden house, and then walked down the road that Su Ze had just opened with the engineer shovel.

She didn't go far along the ravine when she saw Su Ze playing with mud there, and suddenly a few black lines appeared on her face.

How old are you, still playing in mud?
"Su Ze, what are you doing?"

Chang Le walked over slowly, asking the question knowingly.

"Use clay to fire a few pottery bowls and pots. Now we are poor and have nothing. We have to make everything with our own hands."

Su Ze sighed.

At this moment, he was very fortunate that he had chosen to take an engineering shovel instead of clothes, pants and shoes.

If there is no engineer shovel, many things will not be done as smoothly as they are now.

For example, now, when digging loess, it can be done with two shovels of engineers, but it is much more troublesome to pry it with wooden sticks.

"oh oh."

Chang Le was stunned for a moment, feeling a little annoyed at himself.

I misunderstood him.

He's not playing with mud, he's doing serious business.

But isn't Su Ze a scholar?He is a college student, equivalent to a supervisor of the Imperial College of the Tang Dynasty.

Fire clay bowls.

He will too?
"Do you want to come and play together?"

Su Ze raised his head, grinned at Chang Le, and asked.

"I do not want it."

Chang Le glanced at Su Ze's muddy hands with disgust, and felt extremely uncomfortable.

what……

"It was fun."

Su Ze looked at her.

"It's not fun, it's not fun at all."

Chang Le shook her head, she just took a shower, she didn't want to get her hands dirty again.

"Come on, what are you afraid of?"

"I don't...you..."

Chang Le still refused, but Su Ze directly grabbed a ball of mud and put it on her hand, and her green hands were stained by the clay in an instant.

have to.

What else can Changle say?
Just play and play.

She began to imitate Su Ze, kneading the clay bowl with clay in a decent manner. As the shape of the clay bowl slowly took shape in her hands, the ends of her eyebrows relaxed and stretched like crescent moons.

It seems to be really good.

How come the more you play with mud, the more you want to play?
What a strange feeling.

"It feels good, doesn't it?"

Su Ze rubbed another clay bowl, put it on the stone slab beside him, and asked Chang Le casually.

"Ah."

Chang Le hummed, she smiled sweetly, and said, "It's really cool."

She used to live in the palace for a long time, although she enjoyed all the glory and wealth, she was constrained in everything she did. As a royal princess, she had to abide by a lot of red tape.

Where is the feeling of relaxation now?

Kneading the clay and slowly making it into a clay bowl, this process made her feel particularly happy physically and mentally.

In the words of Su Ze.

cool, really cool.

Comfortable, really comfortable.

This scene made the water friends feel very interesting, and the barrage floated up again——

"Emma, ​​it smells so good!"

"The law of truth of Master Jingze, the greatest philosopher in the universe, it seems that no one can resist it, haha."

"One thing to say, playing with mud is really cool. Although I am in my 30s, I often play with my son's plasticine."

"Me too."