I feed on gods.

Chapter 43 The Details Determine Success or Failure
In the red clay mud pond, on the circular soil platform, tourists sit or squat, concentrating on carving clay figurines.

In addition to the rustling sound of iron carving knives cutting the clay clinker, there are also the heavy breathing of some passengers because of fear, which sets off the terrifying silence on the earthen platform.

Song Li raised her arm and wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Before I knew it, the underwear was soaked and stuck to my body, making it very uncomfortable.

She was flustered, because the carved clay figurine looked like a dog had chewed on it, not to mention fulfilling the requirements of the clay figurine, even she herself couldn't stand it.

"I'm definitely not qualified to go on like this!"

Song Li looked at 18D, then at Ma Yuan.

Okay,

These two people have no artistic cells like themselves, they are handicapped.

When she looked at Xia Hongyao,

jealous.

The clay figure carved by this girl with a high ponytail is so realistic.

It's a pity I can't let her do it for me.

Song Li looked at Lin Baici again.

Huh?
His carvings are not very good either, the hands and feet are very rough, but anyone with eyes can easily see that he is carving himself.

why?
Song Li observed for a few minutes and understood.

Lin Baici mainly focused on the clothes of the clay figurines.

"That's right, people rely on clothes and horses. Isn't the most important thing in personal impression is clothes and jewelry?"

Song Li was excited, as if she had discovered the secret to getting full marks.

The sneakers on Lin Baici's feet are from Anta, and he even carved the logo.

My pair of beige studded high heels are said to be worn on women's feet or on men's shoulders, and they are highly recognizable.

Song Li squeezed the clay figurine into a ball, rubbed it, and started carving again.

The clay figurines patrol the field and walk on the earth platform.

It will stand next to a passenger from time to time, take a look, although it does not comment, it will shake its head or nod.

The clay figurine came to 18D, looked at the clay figurine in his hand, and shook his head.

18D is serious, not daring to look sideways.

The clay figurine looked at Song Li again, nodded after a few seconds, and left.

"How? How? Did it nod or shake its head?"

Song Li asked in a low voice.

"nod!"

Ma Yuan was depressed, the clay figurines didn't pay attention to him, which made him wonder if the work he made was up to standard?

"Ha ha!"

Song Li's heart suddenly returned to her stomach.

Steady!

Song Li glanced at Lin Baici, feeling a little regretful,
How nice it would be if he were my boyfriend?
"And me?"

18D was nervous and his hands were shaking.

"Shake your head!"

Ma Yuan curled his lips: "Let's re-carve!"

"what?"

On 18D's face, weeping all of a sudden: "I've put my heart into it!"

"You have to carve out your features!"

Song Li is learning and selling, and whispered the secret she observed to 18D.

Send a favor first, sell a favor!
It might be possible to get back the principal with interest at any time.

"I see!"

18D suddenly realized, and quickly thanked: "Thank you, Sister Song!"

Hey!
Sister Song is really nice, with fair skin and long A-shaped waist. If she is willing to be my girlfriend, I won't make her suffer a bit if I sell blood and steal battery cars.

Lin Baici frowned slightly as he listened to the conversation between the two.

Is your clay figurine qualified?
Ghoul has no comment reminder, it should be stable!

The clay figurine's posture of patrolling the field like an invigilator made the passengers very nervous and the atmosphere was very depressing. Suddenly, a middle-aged woman screamed in horror as if she had encountered a ghost.

"What's going on? What's going on? How did my clay figurine melt?"

Everyone heard the sound and looked over.

The clay clinker in the middle-aged woman's hand is melting rapidly like ice cream exposed to the sun at noon in summer.

Pata!Pata!
Some of the red mud fell to the ground, forming puddles of mud dots.

Everyone was startled, and quickly looked at their clay figurines.

"Mine seems to be melting too!"

"What the hell is going on? The temperature is too high? Or is the carving technique wrong?"

"Why is your clay figurine alright?"

The passengers started clamoring, and many of them showed signs of melting the clay clinker in their hands.

With this viscosity, it is impossible to knead the shape again.

"What...how did this happen?"

The clay figurine of the man with a big belly was also disfigured. He was frightened and angry, and questioned the clay figurine.

The golem glanced at him,
not talking!

"Fuck, you're dumb!"

The man with a big belly is not in a hurry, and the clay clinker melts, which means a direct failure, and the exam is unnecessary.

The middle-aged woman panicked, looked around, and was puzzled to see that some people's clay figurines had not been melted.

"Why didn't your clay figurine melt?"

She even asked several people, but she didn't get an answer. It wasn't because everyone didn't talk about it, but because she didn't know why.

When the middle-aged woman saw Lin Baici, she was very impressed by the medical student who treated her at the station, and ran over immediately after finding that the clay figurine in his hand had not melted.

"Young man, why didn't your mud embryo melt?"

Lin Baici looked at the anxious diabetic aunt: "Did you not follow the instructions of the clay figurine?"

"I did it!"

The diabetic aunt emphasized: "120 times, one time is a lot!"

"No, I mean, is every blow over your head?"

Lin Baici explained.

"This one……"

The diabetic aunt was dumbfounded.

When she was beaten more than 40 times, her arm was sore, so she was lazy and didn't raise her head again: "One...you have to lift it above your head to count?"

"should be!"

Lin Baici nodded.

Others also heard Lin Baici's words and felt that this reasoning was very possible.

"Ask those people who melted the mud embryo, don't you know?"

Xia Hongyao suggested.

The diabetic aunt immediately shouted: "Did you not lift the mud embryo above your head when you beat the mud embryo?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Soon, everyone figured out that this was the reason.

"Fuck, if I knew I would not be lazy!"

"Are you sure that's the reason?"

"I didn't run away!"

Those tourists who melted the mud embryo regretted it to death, they shouldn't have cut corners just now, and the rest of them secretly rejoiced that they didn't cheat.

Gum!

Song Li swallowed a mouthful of saliva, feeling terrified.

Fortunately, that big boy stopped me just now, otherwise I would be lazy, and it would be miserable now.

"What should we do now?"

Aunt Diabetic looked at Lin Baici eagerly, waiting for him to come up with an idea.

"Is there even a question? Hurry up and get the red clay and do it all over again!"

Ma Yuan raised his wrist and glanced at his watch: "Hurry up, there is only a quarter of an hour left!"

"Yes! Yes! Do it again!"

Diabetic aunt rushed to the red clay mud pond.

The tourists who had melted the mud embryo also reacted, one by one ran into the mud pond, took the red mud nearby, ran back, and beat the stone slab with the fastest speed.

This time, no one dared to be lazy, and they all held the mud embryo above their heads.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
The sound is endless.

Time passed by minute by minute, neither rush nor slow, but the mentality of the passengers became more and more nervous and anxious, especially those who had not completed the step of 'body shaping', sweating profusely.

"finished!"

Xia Hongyao put the clay figurine on the stone slab, folded her hands on her chest, and looked around.

Pretty!

As expected of my work.

"I should be fine with this?"

18D is also completed, but I don't know if it is qualified or not, so I feel uneasy.

"it should be OK!"

Song Li said something perfunctory, anyway, mine is fine.

"7 minutes left!"

Ma Yuan got up, looked around, and found that those tourists who strictly followed the clay figurines' requirements to beat the mud embryos had almost completed their 'body sculpting'.

Even those who are still sculpting are doing partial repairs of clay figurines, and they are idle anyway.

"This step should be stable!"

Song Li picked up the studded high-heeled shoes beside her and put them on.

She wants to be beautiful,
Only in this way can Lin Baici be tempted and let him take care of himself.

"Handsome guy, you..."

Just as Song Li was about to strike up a conversation, she suddenly heard a horrifying scream.

"Husband, how did your clay figurine melt?"

Swish!
Everyone turned their heads and looked over.

"It's the pregnant woman!"

18D blurted out.

The pregnant woman was in the same car as him. In order to make her feel more comfortable, her husband even quarreled with an aunt who was using her mobile phone.

In the end, it was a total defeat, and it was Lin Baici who took the shot to get rid of that annoying Aunt Douyin.

At this time, the pregnant woman was wearing a loose skirt and her legs were covered with mud. She sat on the ground, holding her stomach with one hand, and looked at her husband's clay figurine with the other, her face full of horror.

"what happened?"

The pregnant woman cried, tears and sweat were intertwined, and some soil was added to form a big painted face.

Her husband, who was wearing a pair of glasses, looked flustered.

"I...I don't know either!"

He tried to restore the clay figurine, but the red clay still melted slowly like the wax oil flowing from a burning candle, and it couldn't stick back at all.

The clay figurine patrolling the field happened to walk up to him and looked at him expressionlessly.

"Why did it melt?"

The man with glasses didn't understand at all: "Every time I hit a mud embryo, I lift it too high!"

The golem didn't answer.

"You must have misremembered!"

Ma Yuan roared.

"Will not!"

The man with glasses shook his head violently. He has been an honest person since he was a child. Whether it is a task assigned by his parents, teachers, or the boss after work, he will meticulously complete it.

"It's useless for you to say it. If your clay figurine has turned into a figurine, it means you are lazy. Go and get the red clay again!"

A passenger chimed in.

"I'm not lazy!"

The man with glasses blushed.

"Honey, don't worry about this, hurry up and get the red mud!"

The pregnant woman urged and struggled to stand up and help her husband.

"Don't move around, be careful of miscarriage!"

The man in glasses is worried.

"You're dying, and you're still worried about miscarriage?"

The man with the big belly muttered angrily, his arms were sore, and he was suffering so badly, but he had to bear it and seize the time to pinch the clay figurine.

But when the carving knife fell on the semi-finished mud embryo again, it started to melt, and the man with a big stomach could clearly feel that the mud embryo was softening.

"what's the situation?"

The man with the big belly is sweating instantly
Even if he doesn't understand anything, he knows the state of the mud embryo and can't squeeze anything.

The man with the big belly panicked and raised his head suddenly, wanting to see other people's mud embryos, only to hear the terrified yell of the diabetic aunt.

"Why did my clay figurine melt again?"

　This is the chapter at 5 pm, and it was posted early today!

　　
　
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