Chapter 297 Carving
When Jiang Mian heard him say that, he tentatively said, "Then let me give it a try?"
Zhao Ci chuckled and replied, "Yeah."
Then he waved: "Are you tired of squatting? Sit down and rest for a while."
Before Jiang Mian could react, Diexu, who was standing beside her, had already taken out a stool and placed it next to her, saying respectfully, "Madam, please take a seat."
She naturally stood up and sat on the stool.
"Don't you want to sit down?" Jiang Mian leaned forward, leaning on his legs with his elbows and his chin supported by his palms, looking at him.
"Sit down." Zhao Ci nodded.
So Zhao Ci sat down cross-legged next to the star stone in front of her, and then began to carve the star stone seriously.
There were some broken soil and stones on the ground, as well as ice chips from the two people who had just pried the ice, but he just sat on the ground without a care in the world.
Jiang Mian was stunned when he saw this scene. He knew that Zhao Ci didn't have the same mysophobia as Rong Fei, but he also liked cleanliness.
At least in her opinion, it was a bit strange for a very famous designer, whose designs were all high-end products that were snapped up by people, to sit casually on the ground while wearing custom-made high-end clothes.
Jiang Mian probably thought that the things he designed had become luxury goods, which made her feel that Zhao Ci itself was also somewhat luxurious and high-end, so when he suddenly sat down on the ground without any image, she felt a little surprised.
"What's wrong?" Zhao Ci noticed her gaze and seemed to understand what she was thinking. He chuckled and said, "Do you think a famous designer like me shouldn't be so unpresentable as to come into contact with the soil?"
But he used to be a man who rolled in the mud.
"Is that so?" Jiang Mian chuckled. "But what's more surprising is that I've never seen you like this before."
Luxury goods are luxurious because they are extremely rare, and the materials used to make them are even rarer.
For example, necklaces and bracelets made of rare minerals, which are extremely difficult to mine and rare.
"Now you see it." Zhao Ci narrowed his eyes.
"Yeah." Jiang Mian responded softly.
Jiang Mian watched Zhao Ci's slender white fingers nimbly carving the piece of sky blue ore. There was a vague outline of the stone, and Jiang Mian could roughly tell that he wanted to carve two people.
"Are you going to carve you and me?" Jiang Mian guessed.
"You guessed it right." Zhao Ci curled his lips helplessly.
His tone and expression make those who guessed correctly feel a sense of accomplishment.
Jiang Mian has this feeling now, but it is obviously easy to guess, but the other party deliberately gave her the feeling that she guessed it even though it was difficult to guess.
She knew that the other party must be trying to make her happy on purpose.
Jiang Mian also curled up the corners of her lips unconsciously, without even noticing it herself.
The people around Diexu: ...
They have been properly trained and no matter how surprising something is, they will not show surprise on their faces.
It's really rare to see the boss like this.
After all, he usually looks like a vicious husband.
Well, that’s right.
This virtuous husband must be pretended by their adults.
They just pretend that they know nothing and do their own things seriously.
Two people are so sweet over here, and over there they are standing in a row eating dog food.
Jiang Mian saw the scraps of blue ore that had been pried off next to Zhao Ci and picked them up. "Do you have any use for these dropped pieces? If not, I'll use them for carving."
She felt that she had already learned how to read the imperial edict with her eyes. Yes, that's right. Now it depends on whether her hands can do it.
"Just take it if you want it." Zhao Ci raised his eyes, and his pair of purple-gold eyes looked at her lovingly with a smile.
He added, "If this piece isn't enough, I'll give you a bigger one."
"This piece is enough." Jiang Mian replied with a smile.
So while Zhao Ci was carving a large piece of blue ore, Jiang Mian picked up a palm-sized piece of ore to carve.
It turns out that the eyes can do it, but the hands may not.
Jiang Mian only carved a stick figure with a pair of butterfly wings on the back of the stick figure. However, they did not look like butterfly wings at all. They looked like two pieces of something.
Jiang Mian herself couldn't comment on it. Well, she couldn't say that her sculpture was ugly.
Then she handed a very roughly carved and polished blue mineral stick figure butterfly to Zhao Ci with a hidden smile that looked like she was presenting a treasure but also concealed some evil.
She smiled and asked him, "Does it look good?"
Zhao Ci stopped what he was doing when he heard this and looked up at the ore man she handed over.
The blue mineral stickman has a round head that is not round, very not round, and has various edges and corners. On the front face you can see the carved bead eyes and smiling lips, and then the square body with two limbs of different lengths.
There are two butterfly wings of different sizes at the back?
Not to mention it looks good, it doesn't even fit in.
Zhao Ci stared at the blue ore stick figure carved by Jiang Mian in silence for a while, as if he had encountered some century-long problem and was considering how to respond.
Diexu and his group standing nearby suppressed their eye twitching. They remembered that when their eldest brother went to a design company to show the designers their works, there was a designer who carved a mineral product that was much more beautiful than this one, but because of a tiny mistake or a bad appearance, they were scolded by their elders.
They couldn't bear to look at such a "masterpiece", let alone the boss. They were already prepared for the woman to be scolded by their boss, but they also had a vague feeling that the boss would not scold the lady.
A group of people stood by without saying a word, waiting quietly.
Seeing Zhao Ci remained silent, Jiang Mian suppressed a smile, adjusted his facial expression, and snorted softly before asking, "Hey, how are you? Why aren't you talking? Why don't you give me your opinion? Aren't you a famous designer?"
"Well, the carving is very natural, close to the essence, and has a natural beauty." After moving his lips several times, Zhao Ci finally said this sentence.
He felt as if his eyes were polluted, and he seemed unable to bear to watch the sculpture leave, so he silently looked away.
But he seemed to be worried that Jiang Mian would be too sad, so he turned his gaze back to the ugly sculpture.
If his designers carved something like this, they would definitely be scolded to death by him.
The corners of the lips of the orcs next to them could not help but twitch, but they were still restraining themselves. They could not laugh, they must not laugh, because they had received professional training.
Jiang Mian couldn't hold back and burst out laughing: "Hahahaha..."
How could Zhao Ci not understand her laughter when he heard it? He just looked at her helplessly and dotingly.
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