"Thank you, sons, for your Rockets. I said there is no need for you to do this, right?"

Looking at the three rockets flashing in the Dousha Live Room, Ye Qing cursed. Just as he smiled, his nose felt a little sour.

Although 500 yuan is not much, it is definitely not a small amount for several college students. At least it is their living expenses for a few weeks.

"I didn't say that it's not easy for you to work abroad alone. I heard that the food there is expensive and unpalatable. Now we don't have the money to see you, so we can only support you in this way. After the holidays, go out to eat something good."

"Same for me!"

The fourth brother in the dormitory, a silly man from the Northeast, followed a sentence, and the whole barrage immediately took off. A "I'm the same" swept the screen wildly. The whole joke made Ye Qing break his skills directly, and of course, a little touching emotion disappeared in an instant.

"Okay, the time is up. I'll go to work first. This foreigner is Harris, and my employees are also my friends. If you have any friends who can understand English, please help me translate it."

After Ye Qing, who thought that the time was about to be over, said to the camera, he turned around and returned to the workbench. After being interrupted by Zhou Qingyang and his sons, Ye Qing suddenly had a thought.

Originally, the blue and white paintings on the two guns were painted, Ye Qing planned to be named after the store, one was "extreme" and the other was "forced". But the rocket that had just rolled over gave Ye Qing another idea.

Taking out the file, according to the size of the Winchester m70 in his mind, Ye Qing started his own movements. Aiming at the front of the porcelain clay embryo butt stock, he inserted it hard, and then digging the other side.

Dig from large to small, and then use a file to slightly tidy up. After Ye Qing pulled it up with the last knife, the entire porcelain clay embryo was already like a gun body. The next work was to heat and shape it.

Finally, after examining his work, Ye Qing took out a ruler and measured it. After confirming that the size was correct, he took out the spray gun from the side and kept a certain distance from the porcelain clay to start ignition and heating.

After the embryo was set, it had a certain hardness. Ye Qing immediately took out the sheep hair brush and began to carry out the next step and paint.

In addition to the original value of porcelain, many parts of the value of blue and white porcelain come from the paintings on the porcelain. Ye Qing first outlines the corners with the blue and white pigments that had been prepared, and the middle part of the gun body was temporarily left blank.

When the steps were reached here, viewers from the two live broadcast platforms gradually discovered clues. Especially on the Dousha, under the full screen announcement of the three rockets, many viewers who came to grab the treasure chest stopped their little hands when they saw this scene and chose to watch for a while.

"This seems to be a technique for making blue and white porcelain, right? But why does this thing look so much like a gun?"

"No way? It's illegal for our country to make guns. What's the point of being super-controlled? Don't care about this?"

"Don't, please don't set the pace. This is my brother's live broadcast room. Others are shooting shops in the Silver Eagle Federation. If you have brothers going to Silver Eagle Federation, you are welcome to support me!"

Seeing the rhythm in the live broadcast room, Zhou Qingyang was shocked. He quickly came out to clarify and also made an advertisement. Although he knew in his heart that this was useless, it was somewhat of a thought.

Just as the live broadcast was making a fuss, Ye Qing also completed the outline of the pattern on the edge. After all, it was a weapon, and Ye Qing did not make it too fancy. In the large space on the butt, Ye Qing just drew a peony in bud on it. Now, there is only a space left in the middle of the gun body before it is finished.

"Brother, this is the first gun I have changed. You usually like to play CF, so I will give it to you. If you can't use it in China, I'll let you put it here first. When you graduate and come here to play, I'll give it to you. When you go back, you'll put it here. Don't worry, Dad won't charge you for storage fees!"

Before writing, Ye Qing turned his face and spoke to a sound pickup camera beside him. At this time, Ye Qing's image was definitely not good. Her apron was covered with mud, and even some of her skin was stained with porcelain clay. She was holding a sheep brush in her right hand, and from some angles, she had a trace of artist charm.

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

"I'm envious too. anchor, I'm playing CF too, I'll give me one too!"

"Okay, don't be so sad. We can't play in China, and we can't bring it back after going to Silver Eagle Federation."

After Ye Qing finished speaking, he did not go to see the barrage again, but lowered his head to continue his work. On the one hand, he wrote the two Chinese characters "Qingyang" in regular script, and on the other hand, he wrote the "???????????????????????????????????????????????.

In order to conceive this series, Ye Qing specially practiced calligraphy. Unfortunately, even Chinese characters cannot be written with charm, but they are still much better than the characters he had crawled with by his previous turtle. The fancy English style is also particularly eye-catching. This operation has caused a lot of barrage in the two live broadcast rooms to be denser.

After completing this step, Ye Qingma started the next step without stopping, mixing water. The beauty of the blue and white porcelain pattern is not simply painting, but also the delicate and beautiful layering brought by the traditional ink and water texture and dyeing method. It seems to have the ancient charm of Jiangnan, with a thick poetic meaning. Compared with Western oil painting, it may be the difference between impressionism and abstract.

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

The process of mixing water will inevitably destroy some of the already drawn patterns. It’s okay for Chinese audiences who have a certain understanding, but the audience on the twitch platform was immediately in an uproar after seeing Ye Qing’s actions.

"Sheit, what is this damn anchor doing?"

"A good painting is now destroyed."

"I really can't understand what this young man is doing? Could it be that he felt that he didn't draw well, so he had to rinse it?"

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

After seeing the barrage, Harris 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 process in making blue and white porcelain. It is called water mixing. I will repair these damaged patterns."

“hunshui?”

Harris became more and more confused as he listened, but looking at the furious barrage, Harris had to repeat Ye Qing's words. The audience on Twitch became a little quieter after hearing Ye Qing's explanation and seeing the young anchor take out another strange pen.

Ye Qing, who took out the water-dividing pen, didn't have time to care about the barrage at this time, because his first work was about to be completed!
Chapter completed!