Clay pots are far more troublesome to make than clay bowls, and although the methods are similar, there are many more points to pay attention to than clay bowls.

The larger the utensils, the more difficult they are to make, and the more likely they are to break during the baking process, so make a few more.

Because of this, Qin Feng grabbed a large handful of clay from that iron pot and made an extra clay pot.

There is also much more clay used to make the pots than the bowls, so that there is not much clay left, and the last bit of clay is just enough to make a knack.

Anyway, being idle is idle, so Qin Feng took the remaining clay in his hand and rubbed it.

After kneading those clays into mud balls, Qin Feng took out a small piece of clay and kneaded it into a small round ball in the palm of his hand.

Then he took the Swiss Army knife out of his trouser pocket and carved it into the small ball with the knife, and in a few moments a very personal face appeared.

At this time, the drone that followed the shooting at the same time specially gave a close-up to let the audience see it more clearly.

"Damn, this hand is too clever!"

"Oh my God, don't you want to be so good!"

"Big guy, please take my knees!"

"This clay figurine is much more difficult to make than pottery, and it is more of a test of your work!"

"Anyway, why does this clay man's face look so familiar?"

"I think it's familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it. "

After finishing the head of the clay figure, Qin Feng began to make body parts, and those seemingly inconspicuous clay blocks quickly turned into various body parts when they arrived in his hands.

Finally, those body parts and the head are connected together, and a complete clay figure is formed.

But that's not all, such clay figurines have no soul, people have hair, and hairless clay figurines can't tell who it is.

After putting the half-finished clay figurine in the clay pot, Qin Feng went back to the campsite and got a piece of charcoal blackened.

During this period, Zhang Yixing couldn't help but pick up the clay figure in the clay pot and take a look, and he also felt a little familiar.

Zhang Yixing asked at everyone, "Who do you say Qin Feng is pinching?"

Xiao Zhan replied without raising his head: "No matter who he is pinching, it is not one of us anyway." "

Zhang Yixing said with a smile: "Why are you so sure, it's you who can't be pinched!"

Xiao Zhan stopped what he was doing and raised it: "Don't make fun of me, when he pinched the clay figure just now, he kept his head down, how could it be me who pinched it?"

Zhao Liying echoed: "Xiao Zhan is right, I just saw it, he seems to be quite happy." "

Di Lieba said: "What is there to discuss, he should go and get the materials, we will know in a while." "

Di Lieba's words interrupted the conversation, and everyone lowered their heads to get busy with their work.

After returning to the beach, Qin Feng crushed the charcoal into powder, mixed the charcoal powder into the clay, and dyed it a jet-black color.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Feng took a piece of black clay, wrapped it around the head of the clay figure, and carefully outlined the shape and bangs with a Swiss army knife.

Then he rubbed two small black strips of clay, pinched them into the shape of eyebrows, and attached them to the upper part of the eye socket.

Finally, I made two small black dots and put them into the eye sockets.

Just like the finishing touch, the appearance of the clay figurine instantly came to life, and everyone could see who it was at a glance.

Qin Feng pinched no one else, it was his idol Dong Chou, who grew up listening to Dong Chou's songs since he was a child, and his status and achievements in the music world are unmatched to this day.

"Look at what I'm doing, why don't you hurry up and make clay pots, and don't even think about lunch if you don't hand in your homework. "

Seeing that everyone else was looking at the clay figure in his hand, Qin Feng urged, and he wasn't joking, since he had taken his class, he had to do what he said.

At this time, the audience watching the live broadcast did not listen to Qin Feng's command, and they all frantically brushed up the barrage.

"It turned out to be Dong Chou, why did I say it is so familiar!"

"I didn't expect Qin Feng's idol to be Dong Chou!"

"There is anyone who doesn't like Jay Chou after the 90s, most of them are fans of Jay Chou. "

"I still remember when I first listened to Dong Chou's songs, I was thinking about how this person could sing inarticulately. "

"But in the end, it smelled so good, exactly like me, and I thought so at the time!"

"When Dong Chou was not very popular, I liked him!"

The audience in the live broadcast room had a lot of discussions, and Jay Chou's fans abounded, and the audience discussed various topics about Jay Chou, not to mention how lively it was.

At the same time, on the other side of the island, Guan Xiaotong and Ju Qingwei began to be a little worried.

Previously, Zhang Yixing and Zhao Yu said that they would come back soon, but it had been almost two hours, and it was almost noon, but they had not come back yet.

Ju Qingwei said: "They have been here for almost two hours, and it stands to reason that they should be back." "

Guan Xiaotong said a little nervously: "You said that something wouldn't have happened to the two of them, right?"

Ju Qingwei shook his head and said, "Don't say such unlucky words, what can happen in this broad daylight, they will be fine." "

At this time, on the other side of the island, Zhang Yixing, who was busy making clay pots, suddenly sneezed.

With a dozen sneezes, the clay pot that was just about to be made collapsed on the spot, and Zhang Yixing's mentality collapsed instantly.

In fact, Zhang Yixing also hurried back, but since he was in class, he had to show the attitude he should have in class and complete the homework assigned by the teacher, which was his obligation as a student.

There was no way, Zhang Yixing had to start all over again, tear off all the collapsed mud strips, and start building again.

The first to complete the production of the clay pot was Xiao Zhan, and after helping him modify it by hand, Qin Feng put the clay pot he made to dry in the sun on the side.

The others were still busy, and it was clear that the clay pot was a problem for them. _

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