12dz Chapter 739 What was Uncle Biao's surname again?
Chapter 739 What was Uncle Biao's surname again?
Lin Bufan first pointed to the "Xu Hongdou" statue: "I call this one 'Quiet Moon'. Look at her posture, serene and elegant, with her eyebrows and eyes lowered, as if listening to the sound of the wind, or as if contemplating the tranquility of life. I used smooth and rounded knife techniques to try to express a restrained, gentle yet enduring sense of power, like moonlight."
Then, Lin Bufan pointed to the "Chen Nanxing" statue: "And this one, I named 'Flowing Wind'. Her posture is more agile, with her clothes fluttering, as if she is about to be carried away by the wind at any moment. When carving, I deliberately emphasized the dynamism and rhythm of the lines, wanting to express a kind of unrestrained and vibrant life."
After introducing the basic concept, Lin Bufan changed the subject, a mysterious smile appearing on his face, and dropped the real "bombshell":
"However, the most amazing thing about these two statues is not just their resemblance in form or spirit. I don't know if you have heard the saying that the most brilliant art can resonate with the viewer on a spiritual level. They seem to have a life of their own and will present different emotions depending on the viewer."
Lin Bufan paused deliberately, savoring the curiosity and disbelief on everyone's faces, before slowly continuing:
"Indeed, these two statues possess such a peculiar spirituality. When you gaze upon them with different moods and states of mind, you may see different expressions. A joyful person might see a slight upturn at the corners of their mouth; a sorrowful person might feel the pity in their brows; a person with a peaceful heart will see their serenity; but if one's heart is impure..."
Lin Bufan didn't continue, but smiled meaningfully and pointed to the statue: "Words are not enough. Everyone can come up and look at it carefully, feel it for themselves. See what kind of expression they have in your eyes? Remember, you must calm your mind and eliminate distractions to feel that unique resonance."
Then, Lin Bufan said into the phone camera, "Families in the live stream can also try it out, maybe it will work too!"
After finishing his presentation, Lin Bufan crossed his arms and leisurely examined his work once more. He had been so busy getting angry with the system that he hadn't had a chance to properly appreciate the finished product.
Looking closely, Lin Bufan's gaze fell on the lifelike faces of "Quiet Moon" and "Flowing Wind"...
Hmm～～?
and many more!
Why do these two statues seem to be glaring at me?
That look wasn't exactly fierce, but it was definitely not friendly. The gentle, downcast eyes of "Quiet Moon" seemed slightly raised, carrying a hint of cold scrutiny; the lively, smiling corners of "Flowing Wind's" mouth also seemed to twitch with a barely perceptible...disdain?
"Hey?!" Lin Bufan was immediately displeased, a nameless fire flaring up inside him. He silently roared at the two statues, "What do you mean? What do you mean?! Don't you know who the kings are? Who sculpted you? Huh? Without me, you two would still be two pieces of rotten wood! Instead of being grateful and smiling at me, you dare to glare at me? Believe me or not, I'll chop you up and use you as firewood to warm my Dou'er and Nanxing's feet?!"
While Lin Bufan was "communicating" with his work through his eyes, the people in the workshop and the viewers in the live broadcast room were already getting agitated by his "mystical" introduction.
"Really? The statue's expression can change?"
"It's definitely fake. I've been watching it since Mr. Lin started carving, and there's no difference in expression!"
"It's definitely a marketing gimmick. It's carved from wood, how could it possibly come to life?"
"It feels just like those street scams! They're just exploiting people's psychological suggestion!"
"+1, it seems like President Lin really overhyped this time..."
At the scene and in the live broadcast room, the majority of the voices were skeptical. After all, Lin Bufan's words just now were quite illogical.
However, with a large group of people, there will always be a few conspicuous ones, or rather, a few people with strong curiosity or who are willing to cooperate with the "performance".
Among the crowd, a young girl wearing glasses and looking somewhat artsy was the first to notice something was amiss. She had initially just been watching for fun, but after staring intently for over ten seconds, she suddenly let out a soft "Huh," subconsciously adjusting her glasses and muttering, "Strange... I felt... she seemed to... smile at me slightly? Just a very faint, but warm smile..."
A man in a windbreaker next to her scoffed, "Girl, are you seeing things? That's just psychological suggestion! Mr. Lin said it would laugh, so you think it's laughing." He then stared at the "Flowing Wind" statue for a long time, gruffly saying, "I don't see anything at all! It's just a well-carved wooden figure!"
"Really! I'm not lying to you!" The girl was a little anxious, pulling her companion to come and look too: "Xiaoya, look quickly, calm down and look carefully!"
Her companion did as she was told with some skepticism, but after a while, she also looked surprised: "It seems... a little different... I feel like the way she looks at me... seems a little sympathetic? I just had a fight with my boyfriend this morning, and I'm really not in a good mood..."
The conversation between the two was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples. More and more people were intrigued and gathered around, holding their breath and trying to "resonate with the statue."
"My God! I saw it! 'The Flowing Wind' is really smiling at me! Its eyes are so bright and lively!"
Why do I feel like "Quiet Moon" is frowning? Is it annoyed that I'm too close?
"Nonsense! The 'Quiet Moon' I saw was clearly very peaceful, like moonlight..."
"Why does she seem a little unhappy when I watch 'The Flowing Wind'? It's like she's glaring at me..."
"You're hiding something, aren't you? Haha!"
"You're the one who's hiding something!"
……
The scene gradually became noisy, filled with exclamations, arguments, and calls for confirmation. Many who were initially skeptical changed their attitudes after experiencing it firsthand, going from "it's definitely a scam" to "This...how is this possible? It's amazing!"
The live stream chat exploded, with comments flooding the screen like a tsunami:
"Holy crap! Really? I can't see anything. Am I not being sincere?"
"Hey upstairs, you're not alone! My eyes are getting sore from staring at you, and you still have that wooden face!"
"Ahhh! I saw it! 'Flowing Wind' really smiled at me! It's so sweet! I'm going to die!"
"Waaaaah... I broke up with my boyfriend today. While watching 'Quiet Moon,' it seemed like... it seemed like she was feeling sorry for me? My tears just started flowing..."
"Metaphysics! This is definitely metaphysics! Could President Lin be a hidden master of metaphysics?"
"What rubbish! It's just sophisticated psychological suggestion with a few special effects, packaged up to sound miraculous by Boss Lin!"
"Exactly, I admit the carving is good, but saying the expression changes is ridiculous!"
"You nitpickers, you can't tell just because you can't feel it yourself? How could what I saw with my own eyes be fake?"
"I tried it too, thinking it wouldn't be bad to marry such a beautiful wooden wife and keep her at home... but then that 'Flowing Wind' glared at me immediately, its eyes full of disdain! I was so scared that I quickly started chanting 'Amitabha'..."
"I got glared at too, but I just thought it looked good and took a second look..."
"+, I had just had a bad thought when I felt like 'Quiet Moon' was rebuking me with her eyes..."
"Are you only thinking about them being girlfriends? Don't you have any other thoughts?"
"Is this statue perhaps blessed? Mr. Lin, could you tell me which temple it was blessed at? I'd like to go too!"
"What consecration? This is clearly infused with Mr. Lin's soul! The highest level of art!"
Among the numerous comments, one post by an ID titled "Lili's Little Simp" caught everyone's attention: "I can vouch for you! I just finished arguing with my girlfriend who never stops nagging, and I was thinking, if only my girlfriend could be as quiet and still as this statue... and guess what? That 'Quiet Moon' actually... actually rolled her eyes at me! A clear, distinct eye roll! Holy crap! My hair stood on end!"
"Haha! Bro, is your girlfriend the reincarnation of Tang Sanzang?"
"Statue: You're dreaming!"
"Rolling your eyes out, is that even allowed? This statue's come to life!"
"Huihui's Little Fangirl": "Oh, Liu Xiaohui, so that's what you're thinking. You just wait..."
……
In a cozy rented room in Shanghai.
Liu Xiaohui, the man with the ID "Lili's Little Simp," was initially watching the live stream with amazement on his phone, scrolling through the comments with great interest. However, when he caught a glimpse of a threatening message from the incredibly familiar ID "Huihui's Little Fangirl," he was instantly terrified, his face turning deathly pale. He frantically typed on his phone, his voice trembling with fear:
"No! Lili, let me explain! I was just making things up! I was just making things up to join in the fun! Really! Believe me! My girlfriend is the best in the world! Gentle, considerate, and understanding! I love listening to you talk! Your voice is like heavenly music to my ears! It's the crystallization of wisdom! It's the sweet dew of the soul! How could I possibly find you nagging? Absolutely not!"
However, his explanations were like a stone thrown into the sea; the ID never responded again, like the stillness before a storm. The man gripped his phone, his face ashen, muttering repeatedly, "It's over...it's really over..." He had no mind left to care about whether the statue was magical or not.
Seeing "Lili's Little Simp's" desperate desire to survive, the live stream chat erupted in another wave of hilarious comments:
"Hahaha! What a disaster!"
"Brother, please accept my condolences."
Brother, are you alright?
"I just came and checked, the area in front of the grave is stable, everyone don't need to worry!"
"Do you all just find it funny? Am I the only one who sees a desperate young person in modern times?"
……
Of course, among the numerous comments, "Little Simp" and "Little Fangirl" only sparked a small discussion; most people were still focused on the statue itself.
"Upstairs, I'm not surprised that you can see the changes in the statue's expression; I've even seen it myself!"
But have you all forgotten that this unconventional sculptor in front of you has another identity? He is a true big shot in the tech world!
"Is it really that hard for a true tech genius who can research and develop mechs and flying cars to add some special effects to your phones?"
"Damn, that makes sense!"
"I knew it! How could a statue possibly have an expression?"
"Oh, I see. That explains everything!"
"What nonsense! How do you explain that to everyone else here?"
"What other explanation is there? It's a shill!"
"What the hell? You just spout nonsense, don't you? I'm right here!"
"You say you were there, then you were there? I'm Mr. Lin himself! How can you prove it?"
Seeing the doubts from the crowd, a young man in a blue T-shirt at the wood carving workshop immediately shouted into Lin Bufan's live-streaming phone camera: "I am the ID 'Boss Lin's Number One Henchman'! I can prove I was here! You, the one with 'Boss Lin is My Son,' didn't you say you were Boss Lin? Then prove it! Make Boss Lin bark like a dog, then I'll believe you're Boss Lin! Otherwise, you're this guy!" As he spoke, he held up his little finger, his expression extremely disdainful!
His shout was clearly heard through Lin Bufan's live stream, silencing not only the live stream audience but also the people at the scene!
Lin Bufan couldn't help but glance at his own "Number One Henchman"!
Boy, you are ready to die!
Just as Lin Bufan was about to go up and have a good "talking" with his "Number One Henchman," his other cell phone, which he used specifically for making calls, rang. Seeing that it was Zhu Suosuo calling, Lin Bufan didn't think much of it and answered it casually.
"What's wrong, Suo Suo? Are you missing me?"
On the other end of the phone, Zhu Suosuo's voice was somewhat hesitant and uncertain: "Well... it's alright... mainly... Sang Biao is watching your live stream."
Upon hearing this, Lin Bufan chuckled, his tone tinged with smugness: "Oh? It watches my live stream? What, could it be that it's been captivated by my unparalleled talent, finally faced reality, and is ready to abandon its evil ways and become my loyal fan?"
Zhu Suosuo was silent for two seconds, then spoke even more hesitantly, "Well... well, it's not entirely... mainly... it... it wanted you to bark like a dog."
Lin Bufan's smile froze instantly.
There was a silence of about three seconds.
"Damn it!! You bastard!! You've gone too far!!!" Lin Bufan suddenly roared into the phone, his voice so loud that several tourists nearby instinctively covered their ears: "You just wait, when I get back, if I don't skin you alive this time, I'll make Peng Jiahe take your surname!"
In a dormitory at a university in Shanghai, Peng Jiahe, who was lying on his bed laughing foolishly, suddenly froze. What was Uncle Biao's last name again?