Finally, Zhan Langjing and Mina went to check the rope trap together, Yahuazi, Tietie and Milk Tea Lun went to catch the sea, and Wu Hu and Lao Hu took the guest cake maker to make pottery embryos.
Although Yahuazi felt very unhappy, Zhan Langjing decided that she should not say anything else, lest everyone misunderstand what she thought of Wu Hu.
She felt that she just couldn't stand Fat Hu's dog-legged look. It was obvious that they had met Fat Hu first, but Fat Hu had never treated them like this. How could this be reasonable?
Sister Mina looked a little absent-minded, which made Zhan Langjing feel a little funny, "Nana, are you wondering why Fat Tiger is like that?"
Hearing Zhan Langjing talk about this, Nana's ears immediately pricked up. She looked at him curiously and nodded: "Yes! Brother Hu is so weird today!"
Zhan Langjing smiled and said: "There are no outsiders here, so it's okay to tell you, but you can't let your friend from the neighboring country see anything after you go back."
"Yeah, brother Jing, don't worry! I have a tight mouth."
Zhan Langjing laughed and said: "Pang Hu suspected that the guest arranged by the program team might have follow-up activities, so he wanted to have a good relationship with that guest..."
Sister Mina felt strange after hearing this, "If this is the case, then why did Brother Hu eat the pheasant and abalone yesterday without leaving any for her?"
Zhan Langjing smiled and said: "I guess Fat Tiger hadn't thought of this at that time!"
Sister Mina suddenly laughed, "So Brother Hu is trying to make up for the mistake he made yesterday by flattering her, and is deliberately trying to curry favor with her?" She said, carefully looking around, and whispered: "But Jing
Brother, if the program team knew this idea of ours, would they think we were violating the rules and deliberately currying favor with the guests?"
Zhan Langjing said with a smile: "The program team didn't give us any tasks, so where does the foul play come from? What's more, these are Fat Hu's personal guesses. It's still unknown whether the program team has any follow-up tasks.
.However, I think it’s worth a try.”
Sister Mina nodded, and finally said with some embarrassment: "Brother Tiger, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
If they had said it earlier, they wouldn't have dismantled Wu Hu!
Zhan Langjing laughed, "How can you say this in front of others!"
Sister Mina was speechless, but her face had regained its original look.
…
On the other side, Milkcha Lun was also explaining Wu Hu’s intentions to Yahuazi and Tiechui.
This is what Zhan Langjing told Milkcha Lun, and Milkcha Lun also felt that Wu Hu's speculation was reasonable.
Yahuazi and Sister Tiechui were also a little embarrassed after hearing this.
It's just that Yahuazi is a bit stubborn, "This is just his guess. Why did the program team hide the follow-up tasks?"
Milkcha Lun didn't want to argue with Yahuazi, because this was something he hadn't figured out yet.
Are the program crew still afraid that they will curry favor with these guests?
Isn’t it the right thing to make good friends with the guests and let them come and leave happily? They are all public figures, so they can’t have indifference written on their faces! If you treat others like this, you will look very uneducated.
, the powder will fall off.
But no matter what, after knowing Wu Hu's plan, the smile on Yahuazi's face became more obvious. Although Sister Iron Hammer was not as obvious as Yahuazi, the curve of her lips was curved, and even she herself was not aware of it.
.
…
Outside the shelter, Wu Hu came back from digging clay with a rattan basket on his back. Lao Hu and the cake maker were mixing the mud. After mixing the mud evenly, they kneaded the mud into strips and then circled the mud strips into a circle.
Then add it in circles, and gently squeeze the mud strips with your hands to deform them, gradually filling the gaps between the mud strips, and then smooth them with your fingers dipped in water.
When Wu Hu came back with two baskets of clay, he saw two works of art gradually taking shape under the hands of Lao Hu and the cake maker.
Seeing these two pieces of art, Wu Hu laughed a little unkindly.
In the live broadcast room, the fans of Lao Hu and Da Gong Niang were already overjoyed.
In fact, when Lao Hu made half a clay pot, they were already complaining about Lao Hu's disabled craftsmanship in the live broadcast room.
The belly of the pottery pot is larger on one side and smaller on the other side, and the pot is also higher on one side and lower on the other. If you close your eyes and say that this is an asymmetrical abstract masterpiece, there is really no way to refute it.
This is what Lao Hu did. Of course, he was not praising himself, but praising the cake lady with his eyes closed. He praised everything, but he insisted on praising her cleverness.
In order to complete the task of fawning, Lao Hu also risked his life and even lost his face.
However, the cake maker’s face was not as thick as that of Lao Hu, especially when she saw Wu Hu’s unkind smile, “It’s better for you to try to compete with Tiger! Although I’ve seen the video, it’s obvious that I
My hands tell me they haven't learned yet."
Siluke
The cake making girl has a relatively cheerful temperament and is not too coy. She directly admits that she is not good at her craftsmanship and hopes that Wu Hu will come to the rescue.
Of course, it would be better if Wu Hu couldn't save the situation.
Don’t laugh at the fifty steps!
Wu Hu pointed at the clay pot that Lao Hu made, and laughed and said: "You are already much better than him. Your pot is just a little crooked, but his pot is completely bigger on one side and smaller on the other. I just want to praise you."
He is too embarrassed to speak."
With that said, Wu Hu stood in front of the two clay pots, looked at them, shook his head and said: "These two pots are a bit small, we need a larger clay pot. You two, just transform it into a plate! Just
You need to remove the upper half and leave the lower half."
As Wu Hu spoke, he moved his hands, ran his fingers across the body of the jar, stretched out his hand and broke it off, directly taking off the upper half of the jar, leaving only the bottom of the jar.
Then he reached out and pressed on the bottom of the can. It felt like a plate with a diameter of more than 20 centimeters had been formed in his hands in just a few presses.
This hand speed and skill immediately hit Lao Hu and the cake maker.
That’s not to say that the things Wu Hu kneaded out were very artistic. After all, mud that has not been filtered through gauze cannot be as delicate as imagined, and naturally it cannot be said to be beautiful.
But in everything, I am afraid that there will be no comparison. If there is comparison, there will definitely be harm.
Obviously, although the plate that Wu Hu pinched out looked neat, it was so neat that it directly compared with the two previous abstract works of art.
Lao Hu was a little speechless and said in English: "You have learned this before, right?"
The cake maker also looked at the plate in amazement, her expression a bit exaggerated, her eyes flickering back and forth between Wu Hu's face and the plate.
I have to say that this woman has a good sense of variety, but her expression is a bit exaggerated. If her hands weren't stained with mud, she would have covered her mouth.
"I told you, I have been playing in the mud since I was a child." Wu Hu replied in English.
Hearing this, the cake maker asked: "Tiger, does your family run a pottery craft workshop? No wonder your craftsmanship is so good!"
"..."
She is indeed a rich lady from a rich family! She grew up playing in the mud, and this is what she actually means.