"Hmph, let's just watch him dig his own grave." Ning Feng sneered.

Behind the screen, Chen Jianye and the others were also staring at the computer screen closely. Ye Han's current actions have attracted them tightly. Now, they all want to know whether Ye Han can really do what he wants next. This choice, to carve out this portrait work.

"Hehe, this guy is quite eye-catching, and now everyone in the audience is watching him perform." Chen Jianye took a sip of tea, smiled lightly, and Ye Anbang said with a smile; Very powerful, much stronger than that Leng Fan just now, like an old man who has been carving for many years, calm and sophisticated, meticulous, although his choice is indeed difficult, but in the end even if he did not complete this work, in terms of carving skills He has surpassed that Leng Fan."

"That's true. Ning Haotian, the king of stone gambling in the north, came to kick the hall today. I'm afraid he mentioned iron."

Inside the hotel, Ye Han was still carving on the emerald with a knife in his hand. He was so focused as if he was treating his own woman. After half an hour, most of the body of the portrait had been completely carved on the emerald. Come out, from the engraved picture, it can be seen that this is a very beautiful woman with an excellent figure, because this complete body has already finalized the perfect picture that Ye Han will create next.

But when he got here, Ye Han stopped, and slowly closed his eyes. The hand holding the knife did not go down for a long time, because the next thing to be carved is the most important head of the portrait. It can be said that this level is the most difficult. , because a person's demeanor and charm have to be reflected from it.

Seeing that Ye Han stopped moving, everyone in the hotel didn't speak, because they also knew how difficult the part Ye Han had to complete next. It can be said that whether this work can be successfully completed depends on the next step.

"Hmph, why, can't we, the high-ranking disciples who gamble with the King of Stone in the south, die?" Seeing Ye Han stop, Ning Feng sneered at the side, but besides Ning Feng, there was no one present at the moment. People questioned Ye Han's carving skills, because Ye Han had already proved his carving skills with his actual actions just now, even if the next work is really not finished, his carving skills are not necessarily worse than that of Leng Fan Leng Fan himself knew this, so he didn't say anything, and his eyes were fixed on Ye Han. Although he admitted that Ye Han's technique was not weaker than his, but if Ye Han could create a portrait work, He wouldn't believe it even if he was killed.

"Damn, what a shame, Hanzi is already an awesome figure to be able to carve like this, you can try it if you have the ability." Hearing what Ning Feng said, Young Master Tang looked displeased. Feng has already experienced it, this man is just a hooligan dressed like a dog, full of nasty words, he doesn't bother to care about it.

But at this moment, Ye Han suddenly opened his eyes and started moving again on the emerald. The carving knife began to carve on the emerald calmly, without any intention of stopping. A burst of amazement, the current Ye Han is even more amazing than before, as if he is a master-level sculptor, with an extraordinary bearing.

After a while, the outline of a head was completely formed, and the rest only needed to carve out the key parts such as the nose, eyes, ears, and mouth. Seeing this, Zhou Mingshan and Ning Haotian were completely shocked. They had been observing Ye Han just now, and seeing Ye Han calmly sculpt the most difficult parts of the human body, their inner shock could no longer be described in words. Well, as master sculptors, they know best how difficult this level is. If it were them, they probably wouldn't be able to do it as freely and calmly as Ye Han.

Not long after, under the watchful eyes of everyone in the hotel, the moment Ye Han finished sculpting the eyes of the portrait, a lifelike, temperamental, tall, extremely lifelike and charming female portrait appeared in front of everyone. It is a beauty, a carved beauty, if the color is painted on the portrait, then this portrait will be the same as the real person photographed by the camera.

"Master's work, it's completely a master's work!" Surrounded by voices of admiration instantly, followed by whispers of admiration sounded in the hotel one after another, and everyone's eyes were on the table above the table. When it came to a portrait work, the voice of admiration completely boiled.

Although it's not that no one has seen portrait works here, but seeing such a lifelike master work being born in front of their own eyes, the shock severely impacted their hearts.

At this moment, Zhou Mingshan had become a little stunned. He looked at Ye Han in a daze. Isn't this disciple a bit too monstrous? He had never taught him the art of carving, but he relied on My own hands groped step by step and created such an amazing master work!

"Master-level works can definitely be called master-level works!"

"Yes, Mr. Ye can carve such exquisite portraits at such a young age. He can be called a master of this skill."

"Mr. Zhou, congratulations for being able to teach such an outstanding disciple!" The surrounding guests began to congratulate Zhou Mingshan. Hearing these words, Zhou Mingshan gave a wry smile in his heart. Regarding Ye Han, he has nothing. I have taught, but Zhou Mingshan is very pleased and proud that his disciple is so outstanding. Compared with him, Ning Haotian's disciple has no right to show off in front of him.

"Damn, this woman is so beautiful, but why do I feel a little familiar, sister Yun'er, do you think?" Young Master Tang looked at the portrait with bright eyes, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt the portrait A little familiar, Zhou Yun'er was shocked when she saw Ye Han carved such an exquisite masterwork. Now, when she heard Young Master Tang's words, her heart skipped a beat, and she looked at the portrait carefully. This... ... Isn't it herself!

"Bring the paintbrush." ??At this moment, Ye Han said, and someone in the hotel brought the paintbrush immediately, and then Ye Han took the paintbrush and began to paint on the portrait. After a while, a lifelike beauty appeared. In front of everyone's eyes, this beauty's demeanor, body shape, and charm seem to be captured by a camera. No, this portrait is more charming than the one captured by the camera. , a slight smile is very charming.

in an instant.

The whole hotel is boiling!

"Oh my god, this sculpture is Ms. Zhou herself. It's so similar. It's no different from a real person. It's even more beautiful than the ones taken by a camera."

"The hand of God, it is the hand of God! It is impossible to find a few people in the whole world who can carve a person so full of charm, just like a real person."

Surrounded by shock and excitement, even Chen Jianye and Ye Anbang were like this. In terms of sculpture art, who can carve a person like this? It is completely carved out of the same mold as a real person. This kind of craftsmanship is difficult even for masters like Zhou Mingshan and Ning Haotian.

At this moment, Zhou Yuner felt as if she was drunk. The whole person was fascinated by Ye Han's sudden surprise. She was immersed in the ocean of happiness and emotion, unable to extricate herself. This little man wanted to be moved to death !

"Oh, what a bargain! Dear Ye, your hands are like gods. It's amazing. This work is so beautiful. You are the most romantic man in the world!" Alice looked at Zhou Yuner's hands in Ye Han's hands. The statue, countless stars suddenly appeared in her eyes, and she worshiped it extremely.

At this moment, it wasn't just Alice who was worshiping Ye Han. In the hotel, who else was like this? The young man in front of him was like a god, creating life.

"genius!"

At this moment, even Ning Haotian had to praise. Although Ye Han defeated his disciple in the art of sculpture, in all fairness, his disciple was far behind the young man in front of him. Dare to show off in front of this young man. JrNovels.com