Entertainment: Let you come to the rescue, and you will play seven roles

boom! ! !

A nuclear bomb went off in the minds of the audience.

Repeated tens of thousands of times!

Forcibly hammer a gold nugget a few centimeters thick into two millimeter slices?

Is this really a job done by humans?

Only then did they realize that they wanted to forge an ordinary piece of gold into a golden mask of divine majesty.

It’s so difficult! ! !

There are no modern equipment.

There are no three or five people working in turns.

Just one person, a hammer, and a spray gun.

Repeat simple and boring actions tens of thousands of times.

This is not a human job.

But Su Qin just did it.

Not only must he do it, but he must do it in front of millions or tens of millions of people across the country.

Don’t be afraid of failure, even if you fail, try again.

Don't be afraid of embarrassment. If you drop it, you'll have to pick it up again.

Under the gaze of countless people, his hammer weighing [-] kilograms.

Lift up and fall down, fall down and lift again.

Chen Qiusheng helped him light the gas blowtorch so that he could quench at any time.

"Ding, the god-level repair skills are activated."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for entering the state of selflessness."

With the help of the system, Su Qin fully entered the forging world.

His speed is getting faster and faster, and his frequency is getting more and more urgent.

The hammer has turned into a stream of light, rising and falling in a fixed range.

The sparkling arc turns into an elegant fan-shaped surface.

No one knew that Su Qin had entered a mysterious and mysterious realm.

He began to feel that the [-] kilogram hammer had become part of his arm, like an arm.

He began to feel the subtle changes in the gold with each hammer blow.

He even felt as if he had traveled through time and space, returned to the Yin and Shang Dynasties, and integrated into the ancient city of Sanxingdui 5000 years ago.

Hot workshop.

Countless naked men.

The red stove.

A piece of exquisite and eye-catching goldware.

He witnessed the transformation of a piece of gold.

I also witnessed a period of history, the rise and fall of a dynasty.

With this realization, his movements became even more spirited.

It was as if he was an ancient person, and the ancient person was himself.

It didn't take long.

The audience in the live broadcast room also noticed something strange about him.

"Have you noticed? There seems to be an invisible force on Su Qin's body. That feeling is so mysterious."

"I feel it, as if he is not Su Qin, but an ancient person who traveled through thousands of years, and he is the forger of the golden mask."

"Oh my god, can't Su Qin be a psychic? I see the shadow of the ancient forger in him."

"This is not called channeling, this is called tearing apart time and space, fusing time and space. I feel like he has recreated the forging scene from thousands of years ago here."

"Thousands of hammers are struck, but there is always one hammer that is connected to the soul of the ancients. I feel that Su Qin has achieved this state."

The anchor is still going on, and the forging is not even halfway through, when the topic #苏清通灵# has become a hot search topic.

Su Qin? Psychic?

Just this person and this thing are very attractive in themselves.

What's more, if you combine the two, it won't explode the Internet instantly?

Under the publicity of many self-media or official media, and word of mouth from countless fans.

The live broadcast room of the Palace Museum has experienced a huge traffic explosion.

Only three and 10 minutes after it started broadcasting, the number of people online exceeded 800 million.

However, Su Qin's more than 1 hammers were almost at the end.

Under his high-intensity beating and quenching, the gold nugget that originally weighed more than a kilogram had turned into a thin, irregularly shaped metal piece.

Of course, this is not the golden mask, it can only be regarded as the base of the golden mask.

Su Qin inspected it carefully and put it aside after feeling satisfied.

Chen Qiusheng next to him had already experienced a magnitude [-] earthquake in his heart.

too crazy!

So magical!

It took a top restorer several days to hammer out a perfect gold piece, but Su Qin only took less than an hour?

He doesn't have to stop to check?

No need to correct?

No need to rework?

Just like this, all in one go?

He shook his head crazily in his mind, wanting to deny such unrealistic results.

But it didn't work.

The golden piece in front of him told him that all this was true.

The world view he had spent decades building seemed to collapse at this moment.

no longer exists.

It turns out that there is no top level in skills, only continuous breakthroughs.

Su Qin's skills once again proved to them that the "top" they thought might just be the soles of other people's feet.

Just when people thought Su Qin would stop and take a rest, he picked up the scissors again.

This is……

Want to crop?

Chen Qiusheng was afraid that he would be exhausted, so he quickly reached out to stop him.

However, the look in his eyes that suddenly looked up at him made him seem to be stunned.

"I can't stop, I have to do it in one go."

In an instant.

Boom!

Chen Qiusheng felt like he was struck by lightning.

He couldn't believe it.

I saw the look of a thousand-year-old man from Su Qin's eyes.

He couldn't believe it.

I felt the aura of a thousand-year-old craftsman from Su Qin.

at the same time.

Countless spectators also noticed the change in Su Qin's momentum.

Some people even trembled physically and mentally because of Su Qin's glance.

"Oh my God, Su Qin can't really be psychic, it feels so scary."

"God, what did I see? I seemed to see Su Qin being possessed by an ancient man."

“Be confident and take the feelings away, because I feel them too.”

"Su Qin is too deep. He can channel spirits by making a golden mask. If he makes a golden scepter, wouldn't he become an emperor?"

Countless people were amazed!

Countless people are afraid!

Countless people are curious!

Su Qin seemed to have endless secrets, exuding temptation and charm.

By cropping.

Su Qin made the shapes of the eyes and ears of the golden mask.

Then he personally made a blunt ox bone knife and began to carve patterns on the thin metal sheet.

Just like how he restored ancient paintings before.

Every cut is done in one go.

Every cut is smooth and smooth.

In his world, there is no such thing as rework.

Soon.

The rudiments of masks began to appear.

A tall nose, huge and sharp eyes.

It began to reveal its simplicity and majesty, intimidating tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room.

half an hour.

One hour.

Two hours.

As time went by, more and more patterns were engraved on the gold masks.

When it was polished and quenched again by Su Qin.

A domineering, majestic, sacred and golden mask full of historical vicissitudes.

Appearing impressively in front of thousands of viewers.

boom! ! !

The live broadcast room is fried.

"Fuck! Fuck! I witnessed the birth of an antique with my own eyes!"

"It's so crazy, so outrageous, it doesn't look like it was just created."

"This is so awesome. If you put this mask into an ancient tomb, no one would doubt that he made it just now."

"Su Qin is indeed psychic. This is not something he just built, but something he got back thousands of years ago."

"Gold can be bought and patterns can be made, but the sense of historical vicissitudes cannot be faked. Could it be that Su Qin really traveled through time and space?"

Beside Su Qin, Chen Qiusheng's heart was beating wildly because of that mask.

No one can understand the oppressive feeling caused by looking directly at someone at close range.

However, just when he wanted to persuade Su Qin to rest for the second time, Su Qin picked up another gold nugget.