Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

Looking around, Yang Bo saw that most of the people participating in the tournament were already in their forties or fifties, and the youngest was even in their thirties.    

When Yang Bo walked to the competition table, many people looked towards him!    

After Yang Bo sat down, he looked extremely embarrassed, because he felt that he had been deceived by Liu Yidao. This place was definitely not as simple as a Great Games, according to the age of the people here, there must be a door in them!    

Yang Bo was greatly shocked in his heart, but he restrained himself on the surface, not showing too much emotion on his face!    

Seeing the situation, Liu Yidao also laughed.    

The middle-aged woman looked at Yang Bo for a bit, and when she saw him sit down, she seemed to have already known that he would come, and did not reveal much surprise. When she saw that the rest of the people were seated, she then said: "This time's Beijing Engraving Tournament, is not only a competition, but also a gathering for our sect's Engraving and Exchange!"    

"Everyone here is an old man carved by the Beijing school. According to their abilities, many of them have already obtained the title of provincial first-class master of crafts, so they naturally understand that this time's result will have an impact on the upcoming National Arts and Crafts Grandmaster selection. I hope everyone can perform well and achieve good results!"    

"Alright, let's not talk too much. I'm going to announce the next test this time — — Character wooden sculpture! Please select the characters you are familiar with for carving. They can be realistic, or they can be fictional mythical characters. "    

With that, the middle-aged woman turned around and walked towards the back.    

The place was silent. It was as if they were not too surprised by this question.    

Very quickly, Yang Bo saw a tray bringing in a piece of wood. When he took a closer look, he saw that it was a piece of gingko.    

The ginkgo wood was hard and had a long growth cycle. Because it was made of a solid material, it was not easy to rot and could be considered a good material for carving.    

Yang Bo received the piece of Ginkgo Wood, but did not immediately start carving. Instead, he carefully thought about it.    

No matter what materials they were made of, they could be used to carve them. Even Yang Bo himself had carved many Buddha statues and birthday stars before, so he was naturally very familiar with carving characters.    

But the more it was like this, the more cautious he needed to be, because he could see that many people had entered the industry much earlier than him, and their skills were also better than his.    

Therefore, in terms of choosing subjects, Yang Bo had to be extremely careful!    

An ordinary character naturally didn't need to be considered. This way, they would have to choose a real character!    

Yang Bo looked around and saw that many people had already determined that they were drawing on paper. If one wanted to become a qualified sculptor, one must first learn how to draw, and with the concept of size in their heart. Then, using the blade, they could naturally do it with the help of god.    

Yang Bo thought, according to usual practice, he should be carving a beautiful lady right now. It would be best if her long hair was floating, and her long sleeves were flying, but under these circumstances, this kind of method might not even add points.    

After thinking about it again and again, Yang Bo decided to use his family's old man as the model for carving!    

The old tutor was already eighty years old. His face was thin, but his vigor was strong and his wrinkles were deep. This kind of image was a good model!    

After thinking about it, Yang Bo drew a few strokes on the paper, and with the scale in his heart, he picked up the carving knife, and started to carve carefully.    

As the blade fell, wood chips flew everywhere!    

The reason why the beautiful saber technique was formed was because the technique had reached perfection. Sometimes, when someone was copying a good painting, they would feel that the most difficult part was the brush stroke. This was because the brush stroke was a product of the author's mind and technique, and it was also the same with the knife stroke. Therefore, only by mastering techniques and constantly accumulating experience could one achieve the ideal of a blade technique that truly belonged to one's self.    

Yang Bo began to carve, and quickly, everyone else began to carve too.    

Old Master Cui and Gao Yue sat in the spectator's seats, watching the situation on the stage, Gao Yue started to become worried, "Initially, I was full of confidence in Bo, but seeing the scene, I'm afraid that it won't be that easy, they are really bullying me, they are all so old, and want to fight on the same stage as Bo!"    

The old man laughed, "You don't have to worry too much. You heard it just now, these people are all first-rate technical masters in the province. What is Bo now? "He's not famous at all. For him to be able to compete with these people, it's already a blessing in disguise!"    

Gao Yue was startled for a moment, "That's true, he is a stinky brat, but her luck is pretty good. With a good master, she can even get an admission ticket for a match with such a high threshold.    

The old man was also stunned for a moment, and then he said proudly, "If he's really a national art master, then there's no point in saying so. You've never seen his sculptures before. There's nothing to be picky about!"    

Gao Yue curled her lips, she knew in her heart that the old man had always been fond of this grandson of her. The old man used to especially love this Little Girl of hers, but ever since Yang Bo had arrived, her position had been ruined. Even though he knew that this was for a special reason, she couldn't help but feel jealous.    

"He really became a National Arts Master, then Bo really became famous, an art master at only 21 years of age, what kind of concept is that!" Gao Yue said.    

But the old man was very happy, "That's true..." "He's a bit young."    

Liu Yidao looked at the scene in the arena and saw that Yang Bo had drawn a few strokes. He couldn't help but use his blade and scold: "He really doesn't know what's good for himself, before we came, I repeatedly reminded him that he must think carefully and draw a clear picture of the grass. He still did not notice!"    

"Senior brother Liu, aren't all youngsters the same?" His works are indeed extraordinary, stronger than half of the people here, but he is still young, after all, it will be held once every three years, and if he is given three years, he will definitely become famous very quickly! "    

The judge sitting beside Liu Yidao said. When he saw Yang Bo previously, he was also shocked by his youth.    

These people had long heard Liu Yidao's boast of taking in a disciple, but they had not seen it yet. A while ago during the preliminary competition, Liu Yidao took out a piece of work, so everyone could see that he most likely had a deep foundation. How could they have imagined that Yang Bo was actually only twenty years old!    

Liu Yidao looked down the stage, and seeing Yang Bo looking up and down, he immediately became angry: If I don't focus on what I'm doing, I'm afraid I won't be able to do it well, I'm really sorry I let him come too early, even if he managed to get first place, with his age, I'm afraid that the possibility of him passing the evaluation by a national artist master is not high!    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]