Almighty Goddess of Rebirth

Chapter 287
The shapes that Lu Chaochao wants to "roll" to Xi are all kinds of strange and different in size.

If you use your hands and feet, you can do it easily.

If you use your whole body, it will be a bit difficult.

Xiang Xi sweated all over and didn't draw a single shape, so it's no wonder she was happy.

She seriously suspected that Lu Chaochao was trying to amuse her!

After hearing Lu Chaochao's answer, Xiang Xi was dissatisfied in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, only showing a helpless smile.

"Chaochao, you can't be so capricious. This competition is not a play, isn't it a bit too childish?"

Lu Chaochao took a sip of scented tea, "Which one is too?"

Xiang Xi's smile froze, "This kind of training is unnecessary, isn't it? Others thought we were being lazy."

Lu Chaochao showed a suddenly realized expression, "What you said makes sense. Well then, go and lock the door tightly so no one can come in."

"..."

Lu Chaochao seemed unable to see that her complexion was as exciting as the color palette in an instant, and continued, "No problem, just keep practicing. After you have completed all the requirements, you can move on to the next project."

"you……"

After chatting with you for a long time, Xiang Xi finally could only endure it, turned around angrily and strode away.

After drinking a few cups of hot scented tea, the warm feeling made the whole person feel a lot more relaxed, so Lu Chaochao stood up.

She first walked to the Horizontal Scale, and after explaining some techniques and precautions to Xiang Huan, she went to the Blue Mountain.

Lan Shan was not dancing hip-hop, but circling around the round mat.

While rubbing his chin, he was talking to himself, and he stepped on the mat with his feet from time to time, presumably thinking about his skills.

Lu Chaochao smiled lightly, didn't disturb him, but walked away quietly.

She looked at Yan Xiangxi's position from a distance, and the other party was flipping the long cloth, frowning as he watched the changes in the paint on it.

Although Xiang Xi was quite unpleasant, she was very smart.

At most, they would just say something sour, or do something to respond to Lu Chaochao.

However, in terms of training, she dared not sing against it.

Duan Chengwen didn't know what Lu Chaochao was capable of, but Xiang Xike knew it very well.

Besides, this time is a contest involving the honor of the school, how could Xiang Xi do something stupid?

According to Lu Chaochao's training, if it really works, then everyone will praise her and like her.

If it doesn't work out, why don't we just leave everything to Lu Chaochao?
Therefore, even though he didn't like Lu Chaochao, Xiang Xi would not give up his burden.

With Xiang Xi being so knowledgeable, Lu Chaochao naturally wouldn't really deal with her, but it was necessary to fight back.

you want to make me unhappyI will make you unhappy first, and I can only suffer...

After watching Xiang Xi for a while, Lu Chaochao looked away and walked towards Duan Chengwen.

Area A piled up a pile of rice paper, and when Lu Chaochao came over, one-third of it had been consumed.

Duan Chengwen didn't make any big moves at the moment, but stood there, gesticulating casually with a wooden sword, with messy rice paper around his feet.

Lu Chaochao could guess that he must have failed, and now he simply doesn't stand on it, but compares his hand posture.

She shook her head and called out, "Duan Chengwen."

Duan Chengwen stopped his movements and looked over angrily, "What's the matter?"

Lu Chaochao looked at his feet, then looked straight into his eyes, "What are you doing?"

"Practice the sword!"

He responded, then ignored her, and raised his hand to prepare for the next move.

Lu Chaochao wished he could kick it, "I asked you to practice on the rice paper, forgot?"

Duan Chengwen looked at her like an idiot, "How do you practice on rice paper? You'll die if you move!"

After he finished speaking, he began to dance the sword again.

Lu Chao approached him with a wooden face, stretched out his hand to block it, and easily snatched the wooden sword away.

When Duan Chengwen came to his senses, his hands were empty.

He was slightly surprised in his heart, but he was extremely displeased with her act of snatching the sword.

"Lu Chaochao, you are the one who asked me to practice the sword. Now that I have practiced, what are you going to do?"

Lu Chao raised his sword expressionlessly and stabbed at him, which made him retreat reflexively.

But still not as fast as her, almost in the blink of an eye, the wooden sword rested on his neck.

This is said to be a wooden sword, but it is actually just a round stick.

But Duan Chengwen broke out in a cold sweat, and he actually felt a chill.

And this feeling is even worse when meeting a pair of peach blossom eyes.

It should be the charming peach blossom eyes, but at this moment there is a frightening aura.

He blinked, but found that the owner of those eyes had a half-smile expression at the moment, and did not have the inexplicable "murderous look" just now.

Everything just now seemed to be just an illusion.

After regaining his senses, he pushed the wooden sword away and stared at her, "I don't have time to play with you!"

Lu Chaochao raised the sword, rubbed the smooth lines on it, and looked at him, "I don't have time to play with you either."

Duan Chengwen pointed at the door, "The door is there, don't send it away."

"If it's just for you to practice sword dancing, why did I bother to arrange this place?"

Lu Chaochao sighed, and looked at him with some headaches, "The point is this rice paper! Don't you think, if you dance a sword dance on the thin rice paper, it will be far more eye-catching than ordinary sword dance?"

Duan Chengwen was shocked when he heard that, "Can you still be more reliable? On rice paper? It will rot if you walk on it, and you still want to run and jump on it?"

Lu Chaochao thought, of course it couldn't be ordinary rice paper.

The special ones are not ready yet, so we can only practice with ordinary ones first.

Besides, if such a thin one can be done, wouldn't it be easier to make a special one?
Of course, she will not say this now.

"Are there still few paper items among ancient cultural relics? You can persist for hundreds of years, let alone you just jumped so little?"

If Lu Chaochao were a boy, Duan Chengwen could just pooh her face.

It's two different things, okay?
Such a blatant and sneaky change of concept, how shameless?

Seeing her expression clearly intended to play tricks to the end, Duan Chengwen decided not to explain this truth to her.

He just refuted her last sentence.

"What's a small jump? Even if you don't jump, you can step on it, let alone a big jump and a small jump?"

After hearing what he said, Lu Chaochao rested his chin, pondered for a while, and then said, "Is it really that difficult?"

Duan Chengwen endured it, "You are also a calligraphy learner, and you didn't realize it when you wrote it? With rice paper of this quality, if you have a little stronger brush strokes and a little thicker ink, can it still be complete? You have to weigh it even when writing , let alone 'a little jump'?"

He gritted his teeth at the last sentence.

In the end, Lu Chaochao just clicked his tongue, "What you said makes sense."

He immediately fell back in anger, "Lu Chaochao!"

(End of this chapter)