Yu Dandan followed a few girls who had made an appointment at the moment, and arrived at the empty classroom that had been found in advance, naturally he didn't know that He Qing and Lu Shaodan were also preparing to enlarge their moves in the dormitory. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

If she knew that He Qing was going to demonstrate how to help her in person in the dormitory, she probably wouldn't have said anything.

After all, she still knows which is more important in her heart.

What's more, the person who plans to help the beggars here, whether he has that ability or not is two different things, and He Qing's skills she has already seen, and she will definitely be convinced.

Comparing the two, it takes almost no more thought to draw conclusions. But alas, she doesn't know anything yet, just secretly looks forward to it like everyone else.

And He Qing was in the dormitory, although it was a whim, but since she thought of it, she was already gearing up and eager to try it at the moment.

She found out some precautions from her mind before, and was ready to demonstrate it to Lu Shaodan.

- Smile for the Pomeranian, she is also quite hard.

There were only the two of them left in the dormitory, and He Qing explained to Lu Shaodan while preparing things: "Actually, since Dandan and they have someone who can help the gods, why do they have to ask the pen fairy in one more move? However, it is God who asks for help, and it relies on spiritual power. Please pen fairy invites ghosts, and the continuation is yin. I don't know about other schools, but we ...... in our school. I guess it's useless to ask for a pen fairy. ”

While cleaning up the table, she chattered: "However, Fu Ping requires more spiritual power, and many people feel that it is limited. Thinking about it this way, it's okay to ask some big things and ask the pen fairy to ask some harmless little things. Anyway, it's fun. ”

She looked at Lu Shaodan, who had a serious face, and her explanation became more and more detailed.

"When helping the people, in order to prevent the gods from being unhappy, a person can only ask a maximum of three questions in a day. But many ordinary people's spiritual power is thin, and they can't stick to the three problems. Many times, it's like asking a pen fairy, and you can just ask one or two questions with trepidation. In fact, as long as you have the ability, it doesn't matter if you ask ten or eight questions a day. What really depends on the spiritual power of the person who helps the beggar. The spiritual power is deep, and the closer the things that can be sensed are to reality. However, if the spiritual power is thin or the six senses are dull and overly thoughtful, what is naturally sensed is very different from the reality. ”

She kept talking while preparing things, and didn't forget to complain: "Alas, such a gentle way, fortunately I didn't take this road, otherwise I would have suffocated to death." It's hard to calculate the good luck and evil for yourself before you fight. If the result of the help is that I can't beat it, then I will have to suffocate to death. ”

After He Qing finished speaking, he neatly pulled out two pencils from the pen holder, hollowed out one of them, and the other was directly stuck in it with a tenon structure, forming a standard T-shape.

Lu Shaodan was stunned: "Is this a pen?"

On the Chinese pencil whose size has not changed for a hundred years, the vermilion lacquer is shining, and the two words 2b depicted in the gold font are particularly eye-catching.

He Qing nodded: "That's right." ”

"But ......"

Lu Shaodan was puzzled: "I read some information, didn't it say that it is better to ask for peach wood or elm locust wood or something like that?"

He Qing rubbed the two pencils in his hand and rubbed them around in his palms like bamboo dragonflies, but they were still measured, and they were not directly released, otherwise they would fall to the ground, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to leave the whole corpse.

While tossing, she explained to Lu Shaodan: "People who don't have enough spiritual power will ask for foreign objects more and more, because they can't make a mistake. But people with deeper spiritual power, (such as me) can use anything, even if it is two chopsticks, so naturally they are not confined to these. ”

"Of course,"

She followed unhurriedly: "This is also because I don't have good things in my hands, if there is a suitable pen, I will naturally use a better one, who is impatient to use these, it is so difficult to attach spiritual power." ”

As she spoke, she dragged a shoebox from under the bed and lifted the lid of it to use as a pen sand table.

Lu Shaodan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he remembered: "Then, others can be replaced with pencils, but there should always be something to write on, right? ”

"That's right. ”

He Qing looked at the shallow shoebox lid and couldn't help but feel depressed.

"It's not impossible to write directly, but the friction is too great and it's not easy to control. ”

After all, today is the first time she has tried to help the beggar, and she is a little bottomless.

Lu Shaodan thought about it: "Didn't you say that rice or sand is okay? We don't have sand here, I'll go to the dormitory manager to borrow a bowl of rice." ”

He Qing thought about it, but still shook his head and said, "Forget it, the dormitory manager is afraid that we will open a small stove in the dormitory." You borrowed rice today, and she's going to come over another day to see if we have an electric stove, trouble. ”

She thought for a moment, "It doesn't matter if it's sand or gray or rice or something, as long as you can make this pencil scratch on it." ”

It's lightweight, but the floor of their dormitory also cost a lot of money when it was built, and all the floor tiles are pasted, although the bricks inevitably look a little outdated now. But after cleaning it carefully every day, now it can't even sweep away a handful of dust.

Lu Shaodan was thinking, but saw He Qing staring at the white-painted wall, and suddenly stretched out his right hand, put his four fingers together, parallel to his thumb, and thrust it into the wall!

The wall was immediately like a hand poking tofu, and she easily inserted it. Then the five fingers buckled, and from behind a layer of putty, he gently and skillfully pulled out a piece of red brick.

Lu Shaodan: ......!!!

Lu Shaodan's eyes widened, and he silently accused He Qing.

She didn't expect to be with A-Qing every day, and she actually became so violent and direct when she didn't know it!

Isn't it just a handful of soil and a handful of sand? Isn't it just a matter of finding a way? Why are you so simply stripping off a piece of the bricks on the wall? The wall between their dormitory and the dormitory is definitely not thick!

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

He Qing sensed her concern, pointed to a hole in the wall and said, "Look, there is their wardrobe on the other side, don't worry, I have a sense of proportion." ”

- You've got a piece of!

At this moment, Lu Shaodan, who has always been very strict with his family education, was almost about to burst into foul language.

She watched He Qing press his hands and close the palms of his two hands, and then crushed the red brick into fine dust in the shoebox, and the powder was no worse than the pearl powder she kept for the mask!

Song of Thorns says

About A-Qing swelled ...... Is she inflated? No, does she still need setbacks? No, is she Mary Sue? It's too Mary Sue! Look at my sincere face, yes, that's right, let's just go all the way to the end hahaha!!

Ahem, mainly, setbacks are harder to write about......

The method of supporting the beggars cannot be examined, and there are different opinions, so one of them has been adopted here, so don't be more serious. If there is imitation, it is not guaranteed to be useful.