I have nightmares to get stronger

Chapter 20 Girl
Looking at Zhang Mengjie who was blushing, Han Dong was a little speechless. When did he say he liked her?Inexplicably, he was issued a good person card.

"Zhang Mengjie, is there some misunderstanding between us?" Han Dong couldn't help asking.

"Misunderstanding?" Zhang Mengjie slapped her big eyes twice, as if she understood something, she nodded quickly and said, "Oh, I understand, we will still be good friends in the future, and I won't go around telling others of……"

Han Dong: "God, good friend..."

"Okay, I see." Han Dong nodded expressionlessly, but finally couldn't help asking: "Who told you that I like you?"

"Didn't you ask Song Yu to tell Lin Dan and Lin Dan to tell me?" Zhang Mengjie asked suspiciously.

Han Dong nodded, understood, it was Song Yu's big mouth, and now Han Dong wanted to push Song Yu to the ground and beat him up violently.

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Of course, it was impossible for Han Dong to really beat up Song Yu. When he returned to the classroom, Han Dong didn't have the heart to do papers anymore and memorize knowledge points.

After thinking for a while, Han Dong took out a blank sheet of paper from his schoolbag, and began to draw the talisman in the structure diagram of the spiritual weapon recorded in the notebook on it.

This talisman is made up of more than a dozen line segments of different thicknesses and lengths intertwined with each other. At first glance, it looks very similar to the Chinese knot in the previous life. Not to mention the drawing, ordinary people will feel dizzy after staring at it for a while.

It is not easy to draw on paper. Although it does not need to be completed at one time, some thick places need to be painted with a pen continuously, and there are subtle differences in the way of hooking and winding. In this way, Han Dong drew for nearly 10 minutes This talisman was only drawn, and the drawn talisman was at most [-]% similar to the real one, especially the [-]D map, which was not an easy task for Han Dong who was drawing for the first time.

When constructing a spiritual weapon, it is necessary to use mental power to complete the drawing of this talisman at one time, and there must be no mistakes. As long as one detail is wrong, the entire talisman will collapse directly. This is more important than simply drawing it on white paper. It is a hundred times more difficult.

But according to the records in the notebook in the dream, the talisman that Han Dong drew was the simplest and most basic talisman, and there must be more responsible, more difficult, and more powerful talismans behind.

Looking at the empty classroom, Han Dong couldn't help but want to try again. He crumpled up the white paper with the talisman in his hand and stuffed it into his schoolbag. Han Dong closed his eyes and lay down on the table to pretend to rest, but his mind was once again Immersed in my mind, in the darkness, the door of the soul glowed faintly, and from time to time, pale golden light spots floated out from the door of the soul, slowly blending into the surrounding darkness.

Standing under the door of the soul, Han Dong began to mobilize his mental power to slowly build the entire talisman. After ten minutes, Han Dong's face suddenly turned pale, he opened his eyes, sighed, and failed again.

It took a whole morning with great difficulty, and the few mental points he had accumulated were exhausted. Han Dong now felt a splitting headache, and quickly entered a state of meditation, slowly recovering his mental power.

jingle bell~
A burst of get out of class bell interrupted Han Dong's meditation state, which made his chest feel tight, retched twice, his head hurt as if it was about to explode, and he couldn't help moaning softly.

Meditation requires a quiet environment. Once interrupted by external sounds, he will suffer mental backlash. Fortunately, Han Dong's cultivation level is not high, so even if he is interrupted, he will feel uncomfortable for a while at most, and his body will not suffer any serious problems.

Song Yu walked in from outside the classroom with an unsatisfactory expression on his face. When he saw Han Dong, his eyes lit up immediately. He sat down on his seat and began to describe to Han Dong the beautiful scene he saw in the swimming pool.

Han Dong opened his mouth, wanting to question the other party about Zhang Mengjie, but after thinking about it, he finally gave up. There is no result for this kind of thing. Under Song Yu's nonsense, maybe he will be convinced that he likes it. The fact of Zhang Mengjie...

"What a wonderful fact!" For a moment, Han Dong felt his head hurt even more.

At the end of the day's class, Han Dong felt as if he was brushing his daily routine in the game, repeating the same thing every day. If there was no nightmare game, I believe his life would be like a pool of stagnant water without any waves.

After school, Han Dong came to the bus stop and waited for the bus to go home. At this time, a girl in sportswear was sitting on a bench on the platform, holding a drawing board and using a pencil to outline some buildings on the opposite side. .

"Student, can you draw portraits?" A boy who looked seventeen or eighteen years old in school uniform stood beside her for a while and couldn't help asking.

"Do you want me to draw you a picture, but the price is not cheap!" the girl said without raising her head.

The boy was taken aback, put his hand into his trousers and rubbed it twice, and asked, "How much is it?"

"Fifty!" replied the girl.

The boy had a troubled look on his face. You must know that 50 yuan is not a small amount for an ordinary high school student. Han Dong's pocket money for a week is only 50 yuan, which also includes the bus fare after school in the afternoon and If it was him, he would not be willing to pay [-] yuan for someone to paint a portrait of him for the meal expenses in the cafeteria at noon.

After hesitating for a long time, the boy stared at the girl's face for a while, gritted his teeth, nodded and said, "OK, draw a picture!"

The girl was a little surprised, and looked up at the boy, but soon a smile appeared on her face. It was not often for her to be able to earn 50 yuan while waiting for the bus.

"Okay, come squat across from me." The girl stopped immediately, pulled out the half-drawn paper, put it on the last page, and then chose a blank paper to clip.

Looking up at the boy opposite, he couldn't help but frowned, pointed back and said, "It's too close, you should squat farther away."

The boy was a little helpless, and took two steps back. The girl saw that if he retreated again, he would be on the road, she frowned and nodded, and began to draw quickly.

Compared with the appearance of the boy, the girl showed that she drew a nose, then the eyes, mouth, and finally the outline of the face. She seemed to be very skilled. She drew the boy's appearance in less than 10 minutes .

Han Dong watched the girl finish the painting skillfully. The portrait on the drawing paper resembled the squatting boy seven or eight times, and he couldn't help feeling a little envious.

"I earned my pocket money for a week in 10 minutes... Should I also learn a craft to earn some pocket money?" Han Dong couldn't help thinking.

"The drawing is finished." The girl took out the drawing paper and handed it to the boy, took the 50 yuan note from the boy, smiled at him, and boarded a bus that had just passed.

"Can you give me your link..." The boy watched the bus drive away slowly, with a dazed expression on his face, looked down at the drawing paper in his hand, sighed, slowly rolled it up, and stuffed it into the in the schoolbag.

Han Dong remembered the girl's painting technique just now, she should be just a beginner, and then glanced at the boy's expression at this time, and couldn't help showing a funny look on his face.

"Hey, the girl's painting technique just now..." Han Dong's mind suddenly flashed, and his whole body seemed to have been shocked by electricity, and he froze immediately. Soon, surprise and eagerness appeared on his face look.

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(End of this chapter)