How can I say this feeling? It’s like a lot of guards. Finally, I found that there was a piece of breakfast in the bag with key protection.

It was like rushing thousands of miles, and then I realized that the army that mistakenly thought it was the enemy was a friendly army.

But overall, it's still a good thing.

When the crowd gradually dissipated, Yuki Shiraki stepped forward first: "Master Lu, long time no see, I miss you very much. It's great to see you are fine!"

Lu Zian shook hands with him, his attitude was gentle but slightly distanced, but he was not alienated.

Others also rushed forward and chatted together.

Lu Zi'an simply welcomed everyone in for a cup of tea, and could chat slowly if you had anything to say.

But everyone was very reserved. After a cup of tea, they said goodbye politely, after all, there were too many people.

Even Amherst did not force himself to stay, but just said he would call him later.

After seeing everyone off, Lu Ma was a little confused: So, these people have been waiting for several hours, what have they waited for?

As soon as she was confused, she couldn't help but drag Lu Zi'an to ask.

Lu Zian smiled, and picked up a steamed dumpling with chopsticks and dipped it in vinegar: "What they waited for was just the same attitude."

"manner?"

Lu's father ate one, his mouth full of oil: "Didn't you watch it? A group of leaders came from behind. If Zi'an didn't show up or someone stopped him, they would definitely not leave so easily. But Zi'an not only showed up, but also invited someone to come into the house to chat, which means he is still very free and no one stops him from talking to others. Since this is the case, then he is still the same as before. What are you in a hurry to do in this moment?"

The days ahead will be long, not to mention that if you really want to talk about it, it will not be able to finish it in a short time.

Instead of making Lu Zian embarrassed, it is better to take a step back and leave a good impression.

Thinking of this, Lu Ma understood: "Okay, let's eat first in the future."

What Lu Zian missed the most was the food in his hometown.

After eating and drinking, Lu Zian felt that his life had been sublimated.

But, what should be done still has to be done.

He called all his apprentices to the workshop behind the museum, and assigned a new homework like he did in class before.

"Ah? Writing research? Experience? Skills process?" Ying Xuan was a little stunned.

The others were completely petrified and looked at him with a confused look on their faces.

Lu Zi'an nodded and gently tapped his finger on the desktop: "This is what the official ordered. You'd better be serious and you'll post it in the end."

Posted?

Lu Ahui's eyes rolled, and a flash of inspiration flashed: "Master, is there any template for this?"

"Yes." Lu Zian raised his eyebrows and slowly took out a few pieces of paper: "Hey, that's it. You can take it and take a look, but I don't recommend using this template. After all, things are dead, our skills are alive, and you don't have to write too complicatedly. The key is its convenience for spreading, so you can also discuss about directions and other things."

The disciples looked at me, and I looked at you, and they all bowed their heads and started to talk.

When everyone had almost finished discussing, they probably determined the direction and scope, and they all frowned and thought hard.

Lu Zian didn't urge them, saying that there was no hurry, anyway, the time given by the superiors was quite loose.

"Just..." He looked at his little apprentices with a smile, and said, "After you finish writing this time, it will be the industry standard in the future. Don't write too quickly and don't make too many typos."

"Master..." Zhao Chongshan raised a piece of paper and said weakly and cowardly: "This is all in English, and I don't speak very well..."

Wood carvings and other things are not limited to China, especially their expansion directions are different now. Some people have learned from each other and have developed into copper construction and lacquer art and a wider range of fields.

These skills are not unique to China, and there are many masters of the same genre internationally.

"I didn't ask you to write the English version." Lu Zi'an took a sip of tea and said slowly: "You can just write Chinese. The original purpose of your writing is to facilitate domestic craftsmen. As for foreigners, if they want to use it, they can translate it themselves. If you want to use our standards, we also need to provide translation services?"

There is no reason for this!

This logic is completely fine!

So, except for a few who had no inspiration for the time being, they all went to study their skills, and the rest sat at the table and scratched their ears and heads and thought hard.

Lu Zian sat with them for a while, and made sure they were fine. He stood up and returned to Lu's house.

"Zi'an, come here." Lu's father sat excitedly in front of the TV and ate melon seeds: "Look, Xiao Xun, come on TV!"

It's true that I haven't seen Feng Xiaoxun for a long time, and Lu Zi'an couldn't help but walk over.

On TV, Feng Xiaoxun was talking: "Master Lu's words, we like him... because of his personal charm!"

As expected, it’s still the same as a puppy, and people are praised with a three-point bad friend tone.

Lu Zi'an leaned on the sofa and took the melon seed bag handed by his father and slowly ate it. He wanted to see if Feng Xiaoxun had made any progress. He should have a little success in the human spirit.

Originally, I was just watching with a three-point smile, but I didn't care too much, but as I listened, Lu Zi'an's expression gradually became solemn.

This generation...

It turns out that before he knew it, did he represent their generation?

Lu Zi'an even forgot to eat the melon seeds, stared at Feng Xiaoxun and waved his hand: "...There are also infrastructure mad demons, cultural war gods, it emperors, scientific research elves... There are many talents!"

Everyone applauded quickly, and even Dad Lu couldn't help but throw down the melon seeds and clapped his hands: "Okay, this little Xun has indeed grown up. This is really great! Alas, Zi'an, please applaud!"

Lu Zian patted his hands perfunctorily, and his mind moved, and suddenly turned around and left.

"Oh, your melon seeds..."

It was not until he walked into the small pavilion that Lu Zian stopped and placed the melon seeds on the stone table.

The sun is very warm, and it makes people feel warm all over the body.

He sat in meditation and thought for a long time, and finally nodded, so he got up and brought the live broadcast equipment into the small pavilion.

The pavilion is high and surrounded by water on three sides. The highest point can be seen from the crowd in front of the museum.

After lunch, Lu Zian opened the live broadcast amid the sound of insects and birds.

In the live broadcast room, there were tens of thousands of people waiting hard.

When Lu Zi'an's live broadcast started, the number of people rose even more.

Many people who don’t know watched the live broadcast room go crazy and watch the rockets, and they all came to watch the fun. When they saw Lu Zian, they were shocked.

[Master! I miss you and I am patient. You really want to bubble up on you!]

[Sister Man silently put away the knife, want to soak, right? Second Company Commander, Bo Te Niang's shot!]

【Don’t take the lead, friendly forces!】

Everyone was making a fuss, and the screen was so sweeping that they couldn't see what they were saying.

Lu Zian smiled slightly and adjusted the camera to the most suitable position: "Long time no see, I have been studying a skill in the past six months, but I can't say it, so today I will bring you a more interesting work."

What work?

When he first spoke, everyone suddenly calmed down and the barrage gradually disappeared.

【What is an interesting method?】

[It's been half a year, and you haven't shown up for half a year. Can you still use a knife? Please show off my face! I'll swell my face!]

[You didn't bring a dog's head, the knife was closed late, and you were buried with a grand funeral.]

【We have a traitor.】

Lu Zian picked up the carving knife and smiled softly, but did not refuse.

I saw him gently holding the hilt with both fingers, but he didn't show any gestures, so he just shook it lightly.

The carving knife flew up and down, jumping back and forth between his fingers.

The sharp cold light makes people feel cold, but this skill of hand knife is really heartbreaking.

In the end, people could not even see the blade, and could only vaguely see a cold light.

【I'm fucking, fuck!!!】

[Master Lu is really a talent for being a craftsman! This sword skill is a perfect hero in ancient times!]

A cold light passed by, and the carving knife in Lu Zi'an's hand suddenly flew away and rushed straight towards the camera!

Everyone exclaimed, and they held their breath as quickly as they reacted, and they even took a step back subconsciously.

However, a second before the tip of the knife touched the lens, it stopped.

Lu Zian casually put a knife flower on the table, gently put the carved knife back to the table, and slowly said: "Okay, the show is over, now I'm starting."

[Master Lu’s sword skills are just like this... It’s so delicious!]

Everyone suddenly began to flood the screen with craziness. Many people were shocked by Lu Zi'an's hands, but they were more curious about the content of the works Lu Zi'an was going to do.
Chapter completed!