Chapter 342 Praise her, praise her loudly
At the foot of Zangshan Mountain, in front of the cabin.
When Gui Bo demonstrated it for the 30th time, Lin Chan had already understood.
She tried to wave the [Partridge Sky] in her hand, and it looked pretty good.
Gui Bo slowly turned around and saw that Lin Chan had also entered the room. He nodded with satisfaction and then wrote two words on the ground: "Ten Days."
This meant that they should go back to the back mountain to practice first, and get familiar with it. After ten days, they could learn the second move - [Stab].
When Lin Chan saw the dumb old man put away his walking stick, he understood immediately: "So Master has already learned it a long time ago."
Otherwise, Gui Bo should have continued to demonstrate.
"Master is really amazing." She thought to herself.
Lu Xun raised his right hand, gently rubbed Xiao Chan'er's head, and said, "Not bad, not bad, you learn very quickly."
Lin Chan's face turned red when he praised her.
"It's obvious that Master learns faster." She said in her heart.
It's just that at this time, knowing that Lu Xun had already gotten started, he praised Lin Chan in advance and expressed his satisfaction with her learning progress. Lin Chan would not have the idea that she was slowing down Lu Xun's progress, and would not feel guilty or have an excessive sense of urgency.
"Uncle Gui, Xiao Chan'er and I will go back first. I will come to see you again in ten days." Lu Xun said with a smile.
The mute old man nodded slowly in response.
Upon hearing this, Lin Chan first bowed and said goodbye to Gui Bo, then trotted to the wooden table in front of the cabin, picked up the dishes and put them all into her own small bamboo basket.
Lin Chan lowered her head to tidy up her things. The morning sun shone on her body. She raised her right hand and tucked a strand of her hanging black hair behind her ear.
The corners of her ears were still slightly red, and every time before her face turned red, her ears would turn red first. The blush on her face would fade away quickly, but it would fade slower on her ears.
Lu Xun looked over from this angle, at Lin Chan who was bending slightly, at her curvaceous figure, and said with emotion in his heart:
"You're a grown-up girl now."
In a few days, Lin Chan will be 18 years old.
When she was picked up, she was still a skinny girl with slightly yellowish hair and an unhealthily pale face.
Now she has grown into a graceful and elegant lady, and just standing there she can attract everyone's attention.
A transformation like breaking out of a cocoon!
"And for all this, I, Lu Xun, am the biggest contributor!"
He was filled with joy, feeling like an old farmer experiencing a good harvest.
Ah~ This is the pleasure of nurturing.
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On the way back, Lu Xun was still the one driving the paper crane.
In his storage ring, there is also the [Sword Heritage] that he got from the boundary monument Dida.
He planned to wait until Lin Chan's birthday and give it to her as a gift.
Life needs some sense of ritual!
On the paper crane, Lin Chan sat next to Lu Xun, head lowered, occasionally scratching the small bamboo basket with his fingers.
Many girls will make some habitual little movements with their hands when they have nothing to do, and Lin Chan is the same.
Lu Xun turned his head to take a look. From his side angle, he felt that Xiao Chan'er, whose eyelids were slightly drooping, had very long eyelashes.
"My little Chan'er is getting more and more beautiful." He sighed like an old father.
He had often said this in his heart, but this was the first time he had said it so directly and suddenly.
Lin Chan, who had been lowering his head, immediately raised his head after hearing this. After taking a look at his master, he dodged his gaze like a deer in the forest and lowered his head again.
But why are those little ears so red?
Lu Xun was thinking about whether he should reach out and touch it to see if it was hot.
After flying back to the back mountain, Lin Chan trotted away from Lu Xun, carrying her own small bamboo basket, and ran into the kitchen.
Lu Xun smiled slightly, he didn't think there was anything wrong.
On the contrary, after praising Lin Chan for her beauty for the first time, Lu Xun suddenly realized that he should have praised her earlier.
Because he knew very well that Xiao Chan'er was not a particularly confident girl.
Just imagine, she used to be weak, sickly and sickly.
But fortunately, her grandfather was a kind and gentle man, and he never complained to Lin Chan about how much trouble and money she was spending.
This is actually a rare thing.
Because in many cases, even if family members are really doing their best, they sometimes can't help but say a few words.
However, due to her poor physical condition, she was thin and short, and her skin was an unhealthy white.
As for the overall complexion and spirit, they are even worse.
Because she was often troubled by a "strange disease" at night, which caused her to have trouble sleeping, she also had obvious dark circles under her eyes.
In her own mind, she had never seen anyone of her age who looked like her.
When girls grow up a little, they will love beauty. It is their nature.
In fact, her grandfather also tried his best to take care of this. On Lin Chan’s twelfth birthday, he used his own wages to buy the most expensive and best rouge in the city.
Lin Chan wiped it secretly at night. After wiping, she looked at herself in the mirror and cried silently.
It's so ugly.
So ugly.
The bright red rouge only made her face look even paler.
While helping out in the restaurant, she also heard customers talking behind her back, making fun of her and her friends, saying, "What a mess! If my daughter looked like this, how much dowry would I need to prepare to get a man to want her, let alone a betrothal gift?"
When Wang Pan, who was a waiter at that time, heard this, he silently spit into the tea, stirred it evenly, and handed it to the middle-aged customer with a smile.
Lu Xun naturally didn't know about these past events.
But he could vaguely see that although Xiao Chan'er was constantly transforming, she was still beautiful without realizing it.
To be precise, because of her extreme inferiority complex about her appearance in the past, even though she is getting more and more beautiful now, she still does not feel confident enough.
Lu Xun looked at her fleeing back, and for some reason, he felt a little guilty.
"It turns out I'm not a particularly competent master. I should have taken action sooner."
After all, he was the one who raised a younger sister, and he knew some of the little sensitivities in a girl's heart.
“It’s not too late now.” Lu Xun thought to himself.
After figuring this out, Lu Xun walked to the big rattan chair, gently pulled the little black cat's ears, and said, "Fourth Senior Sister, what would you like to eat for lunch?"
The little black cat raised its paw and grabbed Lu Xun’s big hand. Its chubby little paw wrote in its palm: “Braised pork!”
“Okay, okay, I’ll do it for you.” Lu Xun said with a smile.
After he finished speaking, he said in an experimental manner: "Tsk tsk tsk, Fourth Senior Sister, your cat fur is really soft and shiny!"
Mao Nanbei listened to his praise, raised his little head, and meowed, as if to say, "Do I need you to tell me that?"
Even though they all heard compliments, this was the difference between different people...
Lu Xun nodded secretly and said nothing more.
He also understood that this kind of thing needs to be done slowly and over a long period of time and not with too much force.
What's more, my little cicada is so beautiful, okay?
I'm speechless. I'm not even in Disneyland, but I saw the princess!
Mao Nanbei looked at his absent-minded junior fellow apprentice and felt confused: "Why did he look so thoughtful after praising me?"
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A day passed just like this. At night, Lu Xun opened the character panel and found that the progress bar of [Contribution Point Mall] had finally reached 98.3 %!
It’s about to start!
Dog game, the update is too slow.
He pretended to go back to his room to practice, but in fact he was waiting for the mall to open.
As the night deepened, the magical fireflies on the back mountain began to appear again, flying freely in groups.
When it was time for daily practice, Lin Chan returned to his room.
Before practicing, she also sat in front of the table and looked at the bronze mirror on the table.
As she watched, she became a little absent-minded.
I don't know what she suddenly thought of, but her little ears, which were very easy to turn red, started to get hot again.
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