flstandardbreds Chapter 156 A Ming, or?
Chapter 156 A Ming, or?
"Yaoyao, why have you only come to visit me now? I've been stranded here for days, feeling completely bored and lonely every day. It's truly difficult to find anything interesting to do. All I can do is pick up my knife and carve this wood to relieve my boredom!" With that, the man, whom Bi Yaoyao affectionately called Ah Ming, was startled for a moment before slowly shifting his body, attempting to break free from her warm embrace. His movements were gentle and soothing, as if he feared disturbing the beauty before him. As he moved, a faint aroma of sawdust drifted quietly, lingering between them.
Even though he kept mumbling about Bi Yaoyao's late arrival, his words even sounded a bit annoyed, yet deep within his star-like eyes, a glimmer of joy could not be concealed. That glimmer was like the brightest shooting star in the night sky, gleaming and dazzling, impossible to ignore.
It seemed that just by being able to see Bi Yaoyao standing in front of him at this moment, all the long loneliness he had experienced before and the torment and torture brought by the arduous wait disappeared in this instant and became insignificant.
After saying this, Ming was momentarily startled, then gently and slowly raised his arm. His fair, slender palm gently stretched in the air, and then, an equally slender index finger extended from it. With an extremely steady gesture, it pointed directly at the densely packed, layered "Bi Yao Yao" surrounding them.
"Oh my! How is this possible? It turns out those so-called Bi Yaoyao aren't real at all! They're just a pile of lifeless wood!" Lu Yan couldn't believe his eyes. His mouth dropped open in shock, and he couldn't help but let out a high-pitched scream. The scream was filled with disbelief and extreme surprise, as if it was about to break through the clouds.
His already considerable eyes were now wide open, almost popping out, as he stared at the "Bi Yao Yao" figures he had once believed to be real and alive. Now, the true nature of these "Bi Yao Yao" figures was finally revealed—no more than meticulously crafted wooden figures. But before, to Lu Yan and the others, they had seemed as real and alive as if they were alive. How could Lu Yan not be deeply shocked by such a stark contrast?
At that moment, whether it was Lu Yan or the other person standing quietly beside him, their hearts were filled with an indescribable surprise and shock. It felt like a huge rock was suddenly thrown into a calm lake, stirring up thousands of waves that could not be calmed for a long time.
Who could have imagined such an incredible thing?
Each of the "Biyaoyao" figures on display appears incredibly lifelike, as if possessing its own unique soul and life. They appear in a myriad of bizarre and captivating poses, gracefully reclining, gracefully dancing, or quietly lost in thought. They captivate and captivate.
What was even more astonishing was that these incredibly ingenious and beautiful works of art were all created by the man before him, A Ming! Furthermore, the materials he used weren't rare treasures, but simply ordinary wood. Yet, from these ordinary pieces of wood, meticulously carved by his magical hands, they shone with such a dazzling brilliance that it was nothing short of miraculous!
"This...this is too realistic!" Fang Congyi muttered to himself, his voice filled with disbelief and amazement. You know, he is a well-informed man! In this modern society, he has seen all kinds of advanced scientific and technological achievements, and those high-tech products are all eye-catching.
The amazing power of 3D printing, in particular, is capable of creating incredibly exquisite works, with a level of detail that defies imagination. However, even this impressive technology pales in comparison to these "Biyaoyao" creations!
Because these "Biyaoyao" were actually all meticulously carved from wood bit by bit! Fang Congyi's eyes widened, almost popping out of his head, as he stared at the lifelike wood carvings, as if he wanted to see through them how the skilled craftsman behind them achieved such amazing craftsmanship.
At this moment, Fang Congyi had completely forgotten where he was, his heart filled with shock and admiration for the wood carvings. His mouth was wide open, wide enough to fit an egg, and he couldn't close it for a long time. His face, already quite large, was now distorted by extreme astonishment, looking quite ridiculous. But at this moment, no one would laugh at his loss of composure, because anyone who saw such a masterpiece of art would be overwhelmed with admiration.
"I'm so sorry, Ming." Bi Yaoyao sighed deeply, the heavy breath seeming to carry the sorrow in her heart. She slowly raised her head, her once charming face now shrouded in sorrow, making people feel pity.
After a moment's silence, she finally spoke again: "Some time ago, my mother unfortunately passed away due to illness. This was like a bolt from the blue for me." When she said this, her lips trembled slightly and her voice became a little choked.
"Thinking back to the past, after that fierce and brutal battle, the entire mansion fell into a dead silence. Smoke filled the air, and ruins lay everywhere. The former prosperity was gone, replaced by endless desolation and desolation. And amidst these ruins, only my brother and I remained, supporting each other and relying on each other for survival."
Recalling the little things in the past, Bi Yaoyao's eyes gradually softened, as if she was immersed in those beautiful times.