Live fried chestnut with iron sand! The whole network knelt down to worship the teacher

Chapter 390: Skill Isn’t Enough to Imagine to Make Up.

At this time, the sky outside was already dark, and Yan Xiaoyue was lying on the bed tossing and turning, without any drowsiness at all. My mind is always thinking about the doubts that have been circling in my heart today.

No way, sometimes that’s the case, after all, when you don’t get the answer you want, you always have all kinds of imagination.

“What went wrong?”

Yan Xiaoyue, who was lying on the bed, couldn’t help but say to herself, although she knew that no one would answer her question, she would still say it out loud.

After all, this is completely in a sense of feeling, and there is not much thought at all.

“It seems that I have to continue to work harder, otherwise maybe Cheng Peng’s kid will catch up!”

When he said this, Yan Xiaoyue became a little frustrated from his previous confusion, and Yan Xiaoyue had always been quite talented in the exercises taught by Lin Yue.

“No, I have to go to sleep quickly, otherwise it will be bad if I miss the rising sun qi tomorrow!”

Originally, the more Yan Xiaoyue thought about it, the more she felt a little depressed, but soon her mind cleared up in an instant.

For the practice of carving puppets, she really wants to hurry up to break through, but the daily qi of the rising sun is the most important thing, and she can’t miss it a little.

Just kidding, the Qi of the Rising Sun only has a few moments every day, and if you use it properly to enter the state, you can surpass the power of several times the usual time, which is the key to breaking through the current martial arts stage.

Therefore, Yan Xiaoyue quickly forced herself to fall asleep with her eyes closed, in order to be able to have the best state in the cultivation time of the Rising Sun Qi.

“Hachi… Ha… Hachi…”

“Who is it, this big night is still nagging me!”

Cheng Peng sat on the sofa, rubbed his nose with his hand indiscriminately, and couldn’t help but talk to himself. Two sneezes in a row made him have a teary feeling in his eyes.

At the moment, he didn’t care so much, but continued to carve puppet runes on the silicone dolls placed on the side, but today’s events in the live broadcast room made Cheng Peng like chicken blood, and decided that he must successfully carve a complete puppet rune as soon as possible, so that he was worthy of the name of being a disciple of Lin Yue.

“Since I can’t control the entire silicone person as successfully as Master Venerable, then I might as well come little by little, first carving the puppet runes that control the fingers, then the arms and then the feet…” I still don’t believe it, as long as the hard work is deep, there will be a day when my Cheng Peng succeeds! ”

……

Cheng Peng muttered to himself, his eyes exuding a bright brilliance.

In his eyes, he seemed to have seen himself controlling the silicone puppet like Lin Yue…

“Hee-hee-hee… What is the name, also called Xiaobai, Xiaobai poured me a glass of water, Xiaobai swept the floor, Xiaobai beat my shoulder… Hahahaha.”

At this moment, Cheng Peng was completely immersed in his fantasy world, laughing silly. And imagine that the silicone doll he controls is like Lin Yue’s little white, able to let her help with things.

Fortunately, Cheng Peng was the only one in the room, and if he was seen by others, he would definitely be regarded as a guy with brain problems. After all, a strong silly laugh, still talking to himself, just ask how normal people have such an expression?

At the same time, this guy also confirmed a sentence, that is, his skills are not enough, and he can rely on fantasy to make up seven.