The Life of a Gangster That Started In a Gun Shop

"Thank you for the big rockets, my sons. I said it's unnecessary for the brothers, right?"

Looking at the three rockets flashing in the Dou Shark live broadcast room, Ye Qing scolded with a smile. Just laughing and laughing, the nose is a little sour.

Although five hundred yuan is not much, it is definitely not a small amount for a few college students. After all, it is their living expenses for a few weeks.

"I didn't say it, it's not easy for you to work hard abroad alone. I heard that eating there is expensive and unpalatable. We don't have the money to see you now, so we can only support you a little. It's the festival, go out to eat something good. "

"Me too!"

The fourth child in the dormitory, Hanhan from the northeast, followed him, and the entire barrage took off immediately. A piece of "me too" frantically swipes. The whole stalk caused Ye Qing to directly break the power, and of course there was no emotion at all in an instant.

"Okay, it's time. I'll go to work first. This foreigner is Harris, and my employee is also my friend. If there are friends who can understand English, please translate it for me."

After estimating that the time was almost up, Ye Qing said to the camera, then turned around and returned to the workbench. After being interrupted by Zhou Qingyang's sons, Ye Qing suddenly had an idea.

Originally, the blue and white paintings on the two guns, Ye Qing planned to use the name of the shop, one "extreme" and one "force". But the rocket that just rolled over gave Ye Qing another idea.

Taking out the file, Ye Qing began to move according to the size of the metal parts of the Winchester M70 in his mind. Aim at the front of the porcelain clay embryo gun stock, insert it with a knife, and then dig the other side.

Dig from big to small, and then use a file to fine-tune. After Ye Qing pulled out the last knife, the entire porcelain clay embryo had the appearance of a gun. The next job is to heat the setting.

Finally, after taking a look at her work, Ye Qing took out a ruler to measure it again. After confirming that the size was correct, she took out the spray gun from the side, kept a certain distance from the clay, and started heating it.

After the embryo is finalized, it has a certain hardness. Ye Qing immediately took out the sheep pen and started the next step, painting.

In addition to the original value of the porcelain, the value of blue and white porcelain comes from the paintings on the porcelain. Ye Qing used the blue and white paint that had already been prepared to first outline the corners, leaving the middle part of the gun body blank for the time being.

When the steps came to this point, the audience of the two live broadcast platforms gradually discovered the clues. Especially on the Dou Shaq side, under the full-screen announcement of the three rockets, many spectators who came to grab the treasure chest stopped their little hands with a cross when they saw this scene, and chose to watch it for a while.

"This seems to be a way of making blue and white porcelain? But why does this thing look like a gun?"

"Isn't it? It's illegal in our country to engage in guns. What about excessive control? We don't care about that?"

"Don't, everyone, don't play with the rhythm. This is my brother's live broadcast room. Others are in the Silver Eagle Federation shooting shop. If any brothers go to the Silver Eagle Federation to play, welcome to join us!"

Seeing the rhythm in the live broadcast room, Zhou Qingyang was shocked. Quickly came out to clarify, and by the way also made an advertisement. Although he also knew in his heart that it was useless, it was more or less a heart.

While the live broadcast was going on and on, Ye Qing also completed the outline of the pattern on the edge. After all, it is a weapon, and Ye Qing didn't overdo it. In the large space on the **** of the gun, Ye Qing just painted a budding peony on it. Now that the painting is completed, there is only the space in the middle of the gun body that is deliberately left blank.

"Brother, this is the first gun I changed. It just so happens that you like to play CF, so I'll give you this gun. If you can't use it in China, I'll give it to you first, and come here to play when you graduate. When the time comes, I'll give it to you. When you go back, leave it with me. Don't worry, Dad doesn't charge you for storage!"

Before writing, Ye Qing turned her face and spoke to a pickup camera beside her. Ye Qing's image at this time is definitely not good, his apron is covered with mud, and even some skin on his face is stained with porcelain clay. The right hand is holding a sheep's brush, and from some perspectives, there is a touch of artist verve.

"Damn it, the anchor is so cool! I'm envious!"

"I'm envious too, the anchor, I also play CF, so give me one too!"

"Okay, don't be sour. We can't play in the country, and we can't bring it back when we go to the Silver Eagle Federation."

After Ye Qing said this, she didn't look at the barrage again, but lowered her head and continued her work. On one side, the two Chinese characters "Qingyang" are written in italics, and on the other side, "??????????????????????" is written in cursive English.

In order to conceive this series, Ye Qing deliberately practiced calligraphy. It's a pity that up to now, Chinese characters cannot be written with charm, but they are still much better than the characters I used to crawl with turtles. And the fancy English is also particularly eye-catching. This one-handed operation caused the barrage in the two live broadcast rooms to be much denser.

After completing this step, Ye Qing started the next step without stopping, mixing the water. The beauty of blue and white porcelain patterns is not simply painting, but also the delicate and graceful layering brought by the chapping and dyeing of traditional ink landscapes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It seems to have an ancient rhyme in the south of the Yangtze River, and it has a strong poetic feel. Compared with Western oil painting, it may be the difference between Impressionism and Abstraction.

Ye Qing is not an art student and doesn't know much about this. He still prefers works with a certain artistic conception on the basis of realism. Like Picasso's paintings, Ye Qing said that he couldn't understand them at all, and he really couldn't appreciate them.

The process of mixing water will inevitably destroy some of the originally drawn patterns. Chinese viewers who have a certain understanding are fine. The audience on the twitch platform immediately exploded after seeing Ye Qing's actions.

"Sheet, what is this **** anchor doing?"

"A good painting has been destroyed now."

"I really can't understand, what is this young man doing? Is it because he thinks the painting is not good, so he needs to wash it?"

"Hey, boss. What are you doing? Do you know? The audience here is blown up, they can't understand what you are doing?"

After seeing the barrage fryer, Harris, who was blowing nonsense, quickly turned his head to look at his boss. He couldn't understand what Ye Qing was doing now.

"Don't worry, Harris. This is a must-have technique in blue-and-white porcelain making. It's called mixed water. I will repair these damaged patterns."

"hunshui?"

The more Harris listened, the more confused he became, but he watched the barrage of the fryer. Harris had no choice but to repeat Ye Qing's words, and the twitch viewers became quiet a little after hearing Ye Qing's explanation and seeing the young anchor take out another strange pen.

And Ye Qing, who took out the water divider, didn't have the time to manage the bullet screen at this time, because his first work was about to be completed!

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