The master asked tentatively, "Young friend, who did you learn this craft from before?"
Lu Fei looked naive. "I didn't learn from anyone. Do I still need to learn this thing? Isn't it just tearing a word or two? Moreover, this seal character is so neat and symmetrical on both sides. What's so difficult about it? "
He said that the seal character was symmetrical on both sides and easy to tear, but that was not the case at all. Because the two sides were completely symmetrical, it had completely lost its charm. There must be subtle changes to reflect the beauty. And Lu Fei tore the paper himself, which had this characteristic. Looking carefully, it even looked like it was written with a brush, with the momentum of a brush stand. At first glance, this character was like a divine weapon, revealing an unconcealable sharpness.
The paper tearing master was a little suspicious. He picked up the word Lu Fei tore and carefully examined it. He saw that the word Lu Fei tore was even higher than his own. Not only did it have the artistic essence of tearing paper, but it also had the charm of calligraphy. With his decades of experience and skills, it was not easy to reach this level. He did not expect Lu Fei to do so casually for the first time.
No matter what, he did not believe that it was Lu Fei's doing. He repeatedly questioned Lu Fei and asked him where he learned it from, but in the end, he had to admit that Lu Fei had never learned this skill.
The paper tearing master's face was gloomy, and he muttered to himself, "There really is such a genius in the world. He can learn it at a glance without a teacher. Alas, I have worked hard for decades, but in the end, I can't compare to a young man's casual game. "
Lu Fei saw that he was quite shocked and could not help but feel a little apologetic. He laughed and said, "Oh, this is really just a coincidence. I just tore it casually. How could I know it would become a word? "
The paper tearing master heard him say that, of course, he did not believe it. But he was still quite grateful to him for saving his face. He did not look down on Lu Fei like before. Instead, he was very respectful to him, as if they were peers. It must be known that these craftsmen respected their peers who were more skilled than them the most. If he met someone who was better than him, he would try his best to learn their secret techniques. Otherwise, he would not be able to eat or sleep in peace.
But this time, the Paper Tearing Master met a young man in his twenties who had never learned how to tear paper before. This made him feel powerless, and he only had admiration and appreciation for Lu Fei.
When the cult master saw how powerful Lu Fei was, he clicked his tongue repeatedly. "Even the great master admires you so much. Lu Fei, it seems that not only do you know a lot of things, you're also proficient in everything."
Lu Fei waved his hand. "No, no, it was just a coincidence."
Shredding Paper Master chuckled, "There's no need for a capable person to be overly modest. Otherwise, people who have eyes but fail to see will inevitably offend you. Take me, this old man, for example. I had eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai just now. I even showed off my slight skill in front of an expert. I really want to make people laugh their heads off. "
When Lu Fei heard him say that, it was no longer convenient for him to deny it. He could only go along with his words and nod, "Yes, Grandmaster, you flatter me. But I didn't know what was good for me just now. Please don't blame me. "
Shredding Paper Master's old face turned red. "No, no, I was rude to you."
When the cult master saw the two of them giving in to each other, he chuckled. "If you two, one old and one young, apologize to each other here, we won't be able to record the show anymore."
Lu Fei thought that was true. After all, he was the host. Thus, he stopped talking to the old man and shouted for them to get to work. The cameraman set up the camera, and Lu Fei picked up the small wooden mallet. With a ding dong, he hit the gong that represented victory.
At this point, Team Red, led by Lu Fei, had already obtained two treasures. Including the room below and the hall with five rooms just now.
As for Team Blue, they had not found a single treasure yet. Yang Ying led Zhu Yin past the hall with the fifth room and began to look for the next location. The crowd on the road was in an uproar as they followed the female celebrities and took photos along the way. There were police officers around them who pulled up the cordon, leaving open space for them to walk.
Every time they walked past an intersection, Zhu Yin and Yang Ying felt as if they had come to a press conference, with the sound of camera flashes and shutters clicking non-stop. It was obvious how popular they were.
After asking for directions, Zhu Yin and Yang Ying finally arrived at a treasure location that no one had found yet: Luo Chunfu's house.
After entering, they walked through the corridor and saw a familiar gong placed on the edge of a long table. Behind the long table sat an old man with a head full of white hair. He was more than ten years older than Shredding Paper Master and looked to be in his seventies. The old man was wearing glasses and was concentrating on carving a piece of wood with a knife in front of the table. Next to him stood a young woman. Like the person in the room below, she was also a local tour guide. She was in charge of explaining the specific rules of the event to the female celebrities and providing assistance from the side.
After Zhu Yin and Yang Ying entered, they waved to her. She nodded back, probably thinking that someone had finally come. Seeing the two enter, the fans behind them took photos reluctantly, as if they were afraid that the two would fly into the sky and not come out again.
"Hello, Master. You want to take photos of an antique, right?" Zhu Yin bowed to greet the old man and went straight to the point, wanting to get some hints from him. The only thing on his mind was to look for the treasure. There were not many things in this room, unlike the room below, which had shelves and many displays, so Zhu Yin thought that it would be easier to find it this time.
The two of them were sure that they were the first team to come here and couldn't help but feel delighted. The two women immediately took action. They took out their mobile phones and took dozens of photos in conspicuous places without a care in the world.
After taking the photos, Zhu Yin ran to the old man and asked, "Hello, Master. Is it this photo? No, is it this one? "
Sitting in a chair, the old man shook his head calmly. "No, it's neither. Take another one." He thought to himself, Damn it, you're taking photos in the wrong places. Why do I need to see your photos? Can't I just see where you took the photos with your phone?
The old man was a little tired. After looking at a few photos, he began to focus on his wood carving work again and didn't ask about the surrounding environment. After all, he was a person of high status, so the matter of receiving Zhu Yin and Yang Ying was handed over to the young woman who looked like a tour guide next to the old man.
Yang Ying imitated the clumsy method of standing guard and took ten to twenty photos each time. She let the female tour guide look through the photos one by one. Anyway, she might be lucky enough to get one right. There were not many things in this room. Although this method was stupid, it was very effective.
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