In fact, there were several times when Feng Wuxi wanted to persuade Chongyun.

But he also knew clearly that Chongyun couldn't listen to his advice.

Although Feng Wuxi came to Chongyun at the same time as Wen Kang, he thought that he was different from Wen Kang.

From beginning to end, he never thought about targeting Wen Kang, because he only had jade carvings in his heart.

I don't want to participate in any battles, nor do I want to get involved in any incidents.

He just wanted to study jade carving quietly, hoping to catch up with Lu Zi'an one day.

He was very grateful to Chongyun for his suggestions. If Chongyun could focus on the jade carving, no matter which level he would go to in the future, Feng Wuxi would always respect Yun as his mentor.

pity……

I would have my heart illuminated the moon, but the bright moon shined on the ditch.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Feng Wuxi turned back again.

At this time, Chongyun was ready to go to bed. He was old and no longer able to stay up late as before.

Seeing Feng Wuxi's arrival, Chongyun was very surprised: "Is it done?"

"...Well, no." Feng Wuxi hesitated for a moment, put the fruit in his hand on the table, and opened another wooden box: "I made a new jade carving and wanted to invite the master..."

"Hey, I won't look at this now." Chongyun looked at him with some annoyance, thinking that Feng Wuxi was really ignorant: "How is the thing I asked you to do? Don't tell me that you have done this thing in the past few hours."

Feng Wuxi used a little force to cover the lid that had been opened and then closed again, lowering his eyes and said, "I have ordered that..."

"Don't think it's enough to just give orders, you must keep an eye on it." Chongyun had already relaxed, because he was a little angry when he saw his desperate look.

Seeing that he still had no reaction, Chongyun couldn't help but knock on the table: "Did you hear it? You have to follow this matter! This time, you must not fail again!"

"But..." Feng Wuxi raised his eyelids and looked at him, his voice softly: "I am about to participate in this Folk Arts and Crafts Competition..."

Oh, yes.

He was completely immersed in Lu Zi'an's affairs for a while, and he even forgot about this matter.

Chongyun frowned and tried his best to remain calm and said: "Your application form...I forgot to submit..."

This was really his mistake. When he returned to Beijing, he thought about handing over it, but before he even started signing up, he put it on the table.

Who knew that all things were piled up in his heart this time, and he had no experience in taking an apprentice, so how could he master everything?

However, although he was a little sorry, he would not show it. At most, he would take care of the disadvantage in the future.

After all, who will apologize to the apprentice? What a joke.

Looking at Chongyun's face, Feng Wuxi slowly clenched his fists and slowly let go: "Master."

"Yes." Chongyun didn't want to talk about this anymore, so he decided to turn the topic back: "Lu Zi'an's matter..."

He couldn't say a word after that, because Feng Wuxi knelt in front of him with a plop.

"Thank you, Master, for your cultivation, I am very grateful." Even though Feng Wuxi was kneeling in such a kneeling position, his figure was not hunched.

He straightened his spine, slowly raised his head, and looked at Chongyun calmly: "There is no banquet in the world that will last forever. Master, I want to leave."

He said these words openly and honestly.

His attitude was so natural that Chongyun couldn't react at all.

Looking at him in a daze, Chongyun was a little confused: "Where are you going?"

"Changyan and Hangzhou are both OK." Feng Wuxi's eyebrows and eyes were quiet, and his conception of the future was very clear: "I am going to these two places first, and I am not in a hurry to participate in the competition. When my own skills have improved to a certain level, I will prepare for this year's National Arts and Crafts Competition."

Suppress first and then rise, and do not rush to achieve success.

It seems that Feng Wuxi's state of mind was already perfect when he quietly realized it.

The pressure from Lu Zian who was deliberately created for his opponent has been exhausted by Lu Zian's rising speed as if he was riding on a rocket.

People are like this. People who are too good to be better than themselves and cannot reach them are more admired and respected.

Only when the two are in a similar but not far apart can they feel similar jealousy arise.

Feng Wuxi now can no longer have the desire to fight.

Clearly gaining this recognition, Chongyun suddenly stood up, his face changed, and he slowly sat back: "Have you decided?"

"...Yes." Feng Wuxi lowered his eyelids, and his expression was somewhat similar to Lu Zian: "I just want to devote myself to studying skills."

At the age of Chongyun, he will no longer be angry easily.

But at this moment, he was still angry.

If it weren't for the reason that he was still there, Chongyun really wanted to smash the thermos directly at Feng Wuxi.

He suppressed his anger, closed his eyes and opened it, and said lightly: "There are too many things recently. I understand that you are under great pressure. If you drink too much, go back and rest. I will ask you tomorrow if you can make up for investment materials."

If Feng Wuxi just wants to test, or just wants to confirm the competition, he should be restrained after receiving this response.

But unexpectedly, Feng Wuxi remained motionless.

He knelt quietly like a stone sculpture.

After enduring it, Chongyun couldn't help it and shouted sternly: "Feng Wuxi!"

Feng Wuxi lowered his head, his voice soft and shallow: "Master, I haven't poured you tea yet."

Chongyun, who was originally angry, seemed to have been clicked on the pause button, and opened his mouth slightly, losing his mind.

What kind of tea? It is naturally the teacher’s tea.

The Feng Wuxi was just a momentary intention, and he couldn't say he valued it much, and he had the intention to make use of it.

In addition, Chongyun is not concerned about himself, so he has no time to make up the ceremony of apprenticeship.

At first I was busy, but later I thought that I would wait until Feng Wuxi became famous and won the award, and then do it together to make it more respectable.

But I didn't expect that I would delay it again and again, and it has reached this point.

Chongyun closed his eyes: "You go."

"Thank you, Master." Feng Wuxi's movements did not stop at all, kowtowed to him three times and got up neatly.

He walked to the door, stopped again, looked at him with complicated eyes, and whispered: "Master, take care of yourself."

Chongyun felt as if he had snorted, as if he hadn't.

He just felt that the wind was a little cold tonight.

Feng Wuxi walked quickly and simply. After Chongyun got up the next day, he found that he had left.

The person I arranged before called Chongyun directly. When reporting the progress, Chongyun heard something was wrong.

"Didn't you ask you to dig out the dark side? Why are you still struggling around Lu Zi'an?"

"Shame? Whose shady? What's going on?"

After a conversation between the two sides, I found out that Feng Wuxi was actually disobedient and did not give instructions to investigate the shady stories of those foreign masters.

Just as Chongyun was puzzled and irritated, the man laughed again: "Oh, it seems that some people are the same as yours. Someone has already revealed the dark side of a Singapore master! And he also said that the second one will be exploded later!"

What?

I quickly turned on the computer, and sure enough, the Singapore wood carving master had already leaked the black material, saying that he had been in the detention center before, but he was still a gay...

"Ah, this is a good thing, I'll do it all at once..."

"What a good thing!" Chongyun was very annoyed. It was one thing for him to operate Hei Lu Zi'an, and it was another thing for things to go beyond his control. No one would like to feel like he was led by the nose.

The other party was scolded by him and immediately silenced.

"Check it out quickly! Find out this matter clearly!" Chongyun shouted sternly: "Look at who is the person behind this!"

What he was most worried about was that things were beyond control, but things were developing step by step and were really out of his control.

Soon, unlike what he expected, the second time the news was a jade carving master in China.

Although it is just a love affair between grandparents and grandchildren, it is harmful to the image of the immortal style he originally created.

If you do this business, you will be finished with nothing if you become famous.

Then there is the third one, the fourth one...

Chongyun was a little scared and looked forward to it.

His name appears, even if it is revealed that he is not good to Feng Wuxi, he will admit it.

Cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents.

Regardless of whether this is coming to him or not, as long as his name does not appear, his life will be ruined.

But there was no him.

Everyone who participated in the selection of master arts and crafts at the same time was turned on, either light or heavy, and only he was not picked out.

Sweats were covered in cold sweat on his back, and Chongyun fell heavily on the chair.

It's over.

Everything is over.
To be continued...