Longing for the Art of Life King

After arriving at the cornfield, the piece of yellow clay basically had a rough human shape. Then, everyone saw that Su Yang picked a branch by the roadside, and it looked like a mess on the clay figure. A few times, but in a moment, a complete figure appeared.

In the next ten minutes, Su Yang used his fingers to call, branches, and leaves to complete the sharp-edged, lifelike Reba-style clay figurine that everyone saw in front of them.

Compared with Reba's surprise at first sight, the staff who witnessed the whole process of the birth of this clay figurine felt like ten thousand grass-mud horses galloped past in their hearts:

"Rely on me! Are you so awesome?"

"This is the legendary folk handicraft god, right?"

"With a lump of mud, a branch and a few leaves, you can make such a delicate clay doll. It's like turning decay into magic!"

"If you really don't accept the water and soil, I will obey you!"

All the staff of the program team who witnessed this scene all changed their eyes on Su Yang.

If it is said that at the beginning, everyone looked at "relationship households" with a little contempt, and then after seeing Su Yang's performance for a day, everyone's sense of him tended to be flat, then everyone's sense of Su Yang now has It feels like looking up at a high mountain. Not to mention anything else, this clay sculpture alone is probably rare in the world.

In less than half an hour before and after that, they witnessed with their own eyes how a lump of ordinary yellow mud turned into a clay sculpture that looked like a real person. To borrow a sentence often used in magic to describe it, that is: those who witness miracles time!

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Reba who got a gift is like a kid who got a reward, showing off everywhere.

After a while, the entire program team knew that Su Yang had given her a lifelike clay doll.

Fortunately, the staff of the program team said that Mr. He's eyes were red with jealousy:

"You boy, I haven't seen you make a clay sculpture for me in such a long time. You boy is too partial."

Seeing Mr. He's displeasure like a child, Su Yang put his arms around his shoulders and said with a smile: "Old He, you really don't care. All the paintings I drew for you were eaten by dogs." ?”

With Su Yang's sarcasm, who knows that Teacher He is even more ruthless:

"Wang Wang!"

There was a cry, but there was no sound, and everyone was stunned.

Fortunately, Su Yang was the first to react, and Su Yang, who was sitting cross-legged on the bamboo slum, came directly with a big gift: "Boss! You have won, hurry up and accept your magical skills."

"Haha..." Huang Lei also reacted, and laughed repeatedly: "Is it such a big game?"

The remaining Reba focused on Su Yang: "Can you still draw?"

"He draws really well." It was not Su Yang who spoke, but Teacher He: "Let me tell you, Xiaoyang has three skills, painting..."

"Cough cough."

Before Mr. He could speak, he was interrupted by Su Yang: "Don't listen to Mr. He's bragging, he has reached the point of madness just to flatter and kill me."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and looked at Mr. He: "Old He, what enmity do we have, what resentment do we have?" After finishing speaking, he blinked his eyes.

Although Mr. He didn't know what Su Yang was trying to hide, but he understood it and reacted instantly, staring at Su Yang: "Who told you not to give me the clay doll, I just want to take revenge on you."

"Hahaha."

In a word, everyone laughed out loud.

"You are amazing!" Su Yang gave Teacher He a thumbs up, seemingly helpless, but actually quite satisfied.

Although Mr. He said that Su Yang has three unique skills, compared with these three unique skills, clay sculpture is just a small way that is not enough.

Among them, painting is a must.

This unique skill has completely run through Su Yang's academic career in the past three years, and this unique skill has also brought Su Yang a lot of economic benefits and fame.

But these things are often accompanied by troubles that come one after another. Although Su Yang conceals it well, no one can guarantee that some clues will be missed, so it is better not to talk about it if you can not talk about it.

Dinner is simple but hearty.

Old Kyoto miscellaneous sauce noodles, the thick wide noodles are served with boiled miscellaneous sauce, supplemented with a series of seasonings such as cucumber shreds, cabbage shreds, soy sauce, vinegar, chili oil, etc., everyone who has worked hard all afternoon, eats points Sweet outside.

Su Yang didn't eat after eating a bowl. This is a habit of his. He tries to eat only five to seven percent full every time. It's not for maintaining his figure, but for overflowing when he's too full, no matter how delicious it is. , If you eat too much at one time, you won't want to eat it next time.

When he put down the bowl and wiped his mouth dry, he turned around and saw Reba...

"Pfft."

Su Yang's smile blinded Reba: "What's wrong?"

The movement on their side also attracted the attention of Mr. Huang and Mr. He. When they looked at this side, they also laughed at the same time.

No matter how sluggish Reba's nerves were, she could react right now.

"Is something on my face?"

"Yeah." Su Yang nodded, handed over a napkin, and pointed to his neck.

Chapter 8 The first "intimate" contact (the first update, please bookmark!) -->>(page 1/2), please click the next page to continue reading. "Yeah." Su Yang nodded, handed over a napkin, and pointed to his neck.

This kid is a talent, there is really no one else who can put miscellaneous sauce on the side of his neck.

Seeing this, Reba quickly put down the bowl to wipe her neck, but after a long time of wiping, she didn't get it on time.

"A little below, just above your side neckline."

"Is it here?"

"No, it is... hey..."