"Can you give me some hints?" Zhihan raised her head in embarrassment.
"You can do anything with your mind. As long as your mind is strong enough, you can do it."
He dropped the last words, turned and left.
Zhihan sighed and stood alone, playing with a small stone in his hand and muttering: "Can you do everything with your mind? As long as your mind is strong enough? You can do it? Your mind is strong enough..."
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Is the power of thought alone enough?
What to do?
Zhihan always feels that it's not that simple...
"What are you thinking about?" Xuesheng suddenly appeared and patted her shoulder gently.
Zhihan turned around and saw Xuesheng holding his chin and looking at her with a bright smile, as if he had just picked up money.
"You came just in time to practice retrieving objects from the air with me!" Zhihan put the small stone into his hand.
"Ah, retrieving objects from the air?" Xuesheng looked at the small stone in his hand and felt strange: "Why is it a stone again? How do I practice this!"
That guy is really uncreative. The only props he uses for practicing are stones!
"You hold the stone, stand here, don't move!" Zhihan said as he walked a few meters away, then turned around and faced Xuesheng face to face, closed his eyes, and thought seriously: take his stone,
Let's change it into her hands!
After a few seconds, open your palms!
Empty...
Zhihan took a deep breath, closed her eyes again, opened them again, her palms were still empty, and kept repeating, repeating...
Xuesheng stood opposite, watching her constantly closing and opening her eyes, looking at her palms, closing her eyes again, and opening them again, raising her head in confusion.
"What are you doing?
"Don't make any noise, I'm practicing!"
"Then what am I going to do?"
"Hold the stone tight!"
"..." Xuesheng looked at the stone in his hand, standing there bored, looking left and right.
"Has the stone in your hand disappeared? Look quickly!" Zhihan thought, maybe the stone has not returned to her hand, but maybe it has been transferred to another place? [
"It's still there!" Xuesheng pinched the small stone in his hand, put it on his forehead and made a face.