Guan Xiangfeng focused on his carving. An hour later, a brush holder with the word "Zen" was carved out. There was a teapot in the background that emitted steam. It was filled with a Zen vibe.
Lame Ma only had the word "Zen." Without any comparison, it looked pretty good, but when compared to Guan Xiangfeng's, it immediately paled in comparison. After all, Lame Ma was originally a carpenter. He was good at construction work in the countryside, so he was only half-baked when it came to carving. Furthermore, he had only been studying Frost Bamboo carving for a short period of time. Now, with the comparison … Lame Ma shook his head, knowing that he was no match for the young man.
Dog Song and company were not unreasonable people. When they saw that Guan Xiangfeng was truly capable, they could not help but give him a thumbs up. "Impressive! Young man, it's no wonder your hair is so long. "
"What does hair length have to do with being impressive?" asked Guan Xiangfeng, perplexed.
Dog Song said in all seriousness, "You must have been so engrossed in it that you forgot to shave your hair, right?"
Guan Xiangfeng: "…" Guan Xiangfeng wanted to curse, but he did not know how to respond. The words seemed to be cursing him, but it also sounded like a compliment. Apart from cursing inwardly, he was left speechless.
Lame Ma said, "Impressive. Young man, your brush holder is better than mine."
Seeing Lame Ma admit defeat, Guan Xiangfeng raised his head smugly. "It's nothing even if you lose to me. I've liked this since I was young. I've been playing with bamboo for several years. My master is a famous wood carving master in China. The wood carvings he makes are priceless outside."
"I was wondering why you were so impressive. So it's because you have an impressive master. Impressive. Impressive." Dog Song gave him a thumbs up.
For some reason, Guan Xiangfeng found Dog Song's words jarring every time he heard it. Was he praising him or his master? Yet, there was nothing he could say …
"It's indeed impressive. To have such skills at such a young age, your future will be limitless if you work hard," said Lame Ma with a sigh.
Guan Xiangfeng was pleased to hear that as he said with a smile, "That's for sure. That's my lifelong goal. Alright, let's not talk about it. I'm heading back. "
"Hold on. This young man, I have a presumptuous request …" Lame Ma turned anxious when he saw Guan Xiangfeng about to leave. He clenched his teeth and shouted.
"Don't tell me you want me to call you Bamboo Carving?" Guan Xiangfeng was quick-witted as he immediately understood Lame Ma's intentions.
Lame Ma smiled awkwardly and said, "If it's convenient …"
"It's not convenient! To be honest, I'm just passing by. I'll leave in less than two days. Bamboo carving was very particular, and it was not something that could be explained in a few words. Besides, my teacher is sick. I don't have the mood to teach you. "With that said, Guan Xiangfeng left.
Lame Ma shook his head helplessly. Looking at the bamboo on the ground, he sighed and said, "What a pity …"
Dog Song said, "Lame Ma, there's nothing to pity. If he doesn't teach you, can't you find someone else to learn from? The world is so big, there must be someone to teach you, right? "
Lame Ma smiled bitterly and said, "Do you think learning doesn't cost money? Do you think I can go to university at my age? Or do you want me to leave my hometown and become someone else's apprentice? "
"The first part is a little difficult, but the later parts aren't bad either," Dog Song immediately replied.
"Scram! I'm already so old. What's the point of learning!? All I need to do is earn some pocket money. "After Lame Ma said that, he returned to his room. Although he said so, Lame Ma was indignant. Although he was only a carpenter in the village, and although he basically made simple doors, windows, tables, and chairs, he had been doing this for years. In the past, he did not see much hope, so he just muddled through the days. Now, with such a good material like Frost Bamboo, and with so many tourists coming to visit, his skills could be sold for a price. His mind became more active. He also wished to improve further. Who didn't want their days to be better?
That's right. Lame Ma was not knowledgeable, nor did he have any thoughts of promoting traditional crafts. All he wanted was to lead a good life and make better things to sell for more money. That was all …
After Guan Xiangfeng left Lame Ma's house, he pondered over how to curry favor with his teacher, Jiang Zhou. After some thought, he finally had his sights set on bamboo. For a good wood carver, nothing was more pleasing than a good piece of material. Guan Xiangfeng clearly remembered that Lame Ma and company had mentioned that the bamboo in the yard was of the worst quality. Then, there had to be something better, or even the best!
With this in mind, Guan Xiangfeng began wandering around the village.
Dog Song did not stay idle either. He followed behind Guan Xiangfeng. Lame Ma's actions stirred Dog Song's heart. He decided to help Lame Ma, but how was he to get the bearded lady to teach Lame Ma bamboo carving? Dog Song followed her all day, trying to come up with a solution. Tiger stool and chili water? No way! A round of beatings? That wouldn't do either. Should he join forces with Wang Yougui and not give them any good food? That didn't seem right. What right did he have to learn her skills just because he wanted to? If news of this were to spread, he would probably lose his reputation as a model pioneer. After much thought, Dog Song failed to come up with a suitable solution.
With Dog Song following behind him, Guan Xiangfeng naturally saw such a huge living person. However, thinking back to Dog Song's ferocity, he instinctively chose to avoid him and ignore him. Furthermore, deep down, he despised the villagers. Especially after seeing their so-called bamboo carving skills, he despised Dog Song, Lame Ma, and company to the depths of the earth. From his point of view, these people were bastards who defiled art.
However, it was noon and the sun was getting hotter. No villagers came out to loiter around. He walked all day but failed to find anyone to talk to. Finally, he gritted his teeth and turned his head …
Dog Song followed Guan Xiangfeng as he continued walking forward. As he was engrossed in his thoughts, he did not notice that Guan Xiangfeng was slowing down. When Guan Xiangfeng turned his head, he realized that something was amiss and looked up!
Their eyes met!
That was nothing …
However … Guan Xiangfeng felt a soft bump against his lips!
Dog Song felt as though his chin had been pricked by a hedgehog. Then …
"Ugh!"
Dog Song and Guan Xiangfeng squatted to the ground and began vomiting …
"F * * k, don't you have eyes when you walk!?" Guan Xiangfeng nearly died of disgust.
Dog Song yelled as well. "F * * k, walk your own path. Why did you turn your head?"
"F * * k! What does it have to do with you if I turn my head? "
"If you don't turn your head, I'll kiss you … Ugh!"
"Ugh!"
…
More than ten minutes later, Dog Song and Guan Xiangfeng nearly vomited bile. They could not vomit anything as they slumped to the ground. They stared at each other before turning around — Ugh!
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