Yu Xingxing held the small stone with both hands and carefully placed it in front of the screen.
After a while, the small stone actually got into the heart of his right hand.
what's the situation?
What the hell is it that puts everything into the palm of your hand?
Fortunately, after a while, it appeared in the palm again, then gradually turned into a shadow, and finally disappeared.
Actually, it was really passed on?
After a while, a voice came from the little brother: "I received it, let me raise it."
"Okay, okay, you can keep it. I finally give you a gift." Yu Xingxing hurriedly agreed.
"Goodbye then, I'm going to find a better place for it." The little brother said and went offline.
"Goodbye and good luck to you!" Yu Xingxing also said.
Then, he quickly opened the exercises and continued to do them.
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Early the next morning, Mr. Mo came over again and brought the repaired magic cloak.
The newly repaired magic cloak shines brightly again, as if those holes never existed.
It gently floated up from Old Mo's hand and slipped into Yu Xingxing's closet.
Yu Xingxing walked over, opened the closet door, took out the cloak again, and looked at it carefully.
Really, the original damage couldn't be seen at all. He touched it twice more and it became smoother.
The cloak playfully threw itself on Yu Xingxing and hung it on his back. Yu Xingxing took two steps with his head held high, looking very proud of himself.
Mao Ling'er looked at them, a little confused. Are the feelings so deep?
It doesn't know that after experiencing a life-and-death battle, they have become closely connected to each other and are inseparable.
Mr. Mo practiced the exercises with him again, and Yu Xingxing let Xiao Yu out to practice together.
Mao Ling'er looked at the mirror dimension, where the figures of the two people and Yi Yi were running around, moving up and down, left and right, the magic shield was hacked and sparks were flying, it was almost dazzled.
After practice, Yu Xingxing had breakfast and took Uncle George's online class.
He wanted to ask Uncle George several times what information his father had obtained about La Lianku. This information might be helpful to his experience.
But Uncle George never gave him a chance, and he couldn't get in touch with the intensive course explanations and exercises.
Let's wait until the follow-up time is ripe. When the time is ripe, everything will become clear.
It was noon after the online class. He had some lunch at home and asked Fat Hu to go get protective clothing with him.
Fat Tiger still drives the second-hand car. He learned to drive very early and got his driver's license only after he entered high school.
Boss Zhang quickly took out four sets of different colors, namely black, gray blue, haze blue, and dark green. The zippers cannot be worn in bright red or green.
The styles are similar, only the shapes and numbers of the cloth pockets are different.
Yu Xingxing took his sword and lightly scratched each set of clothes. It was pretty good, there were no scratches at all.
He nodded: "Boss Zhang, your clothes are very good."
"That's for sure. We all do repeat business. If you use it well, you'll come here often in the future. We also have men's ones." Boss Zhang wanted to continue selling.
"Okay." Yu Xingxing paid the balance, took the clothes and went out.
Boss Zhang looked at their backs and said thoughtfully: "Why is this little kid so familiar?"
He suddenly remembered, isn't this the municipal championship for high school freshmen?
My niece watches him the "Daily Life of a Champion" short video all day long, so he should have recognized it long ago.
Well, if we keep this big customer, we might place more orders in the future.
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Yu Xingxing and Fat Hu got their clothes and went to get a haircut. After letting Li Lingyue touch his head a few times yesterday, he realized that his hair was a bit long.
They found a barber shop with a relatively large facade. It was spacious and bright, with mirrors everywhere, and it was very bright.
A choppy waitress came over and asked if they wanted dry cleaning or wet cleaning.
Yu Xingxing looked around. Several middle-aged dry cleaners in the store were closing their eyes and enjoying the massage of Bo Bao's fingers on their heads and shoulders.
"Shall we just wet wash it?" Yu Xingxing looked at Fat Hu. His hair had grown longer, a full two inches, and was unkempt, like a magpie's nest. It was estimated that his own hair was not much better.
"Okay, I can do it." Fat Hu had no objection.
They were brought in to lie down, with a basin under their heads. The waiter tested the water temperature, and the warm water rushed over their heads, while gentle fingers ran through their hair.
They both closed their eyes and enjoyed it.
After washing, Fat Hu waved the platinum card in his hand: "This is a 30% discount card, just find the best master."
Two barbers with five stars on their shoulders came over. This kind of barbers
Is it going to be expensive?
Yu Xingxing usually only uses Samsung products.
Since Fat Tiger is treating you, you're welcome.
The barber used a push handle to repair the two people's heads. In less than half an hour, they were done. Yu Xingxing still had a small airplane head, only a little bit of the shape of an airplane in the front;
Okay, very refreshing.
In the municipal seeding competition next week, they must look their best, whether it is mental or physical appearance.
Because they are going to see the great team from the senior year of high school. I heard that if anyone in the great team stands up, they can single out the whole team.
When I think about it, I feel like "tsk, tsk". If I have to struggle around in La Lianku for two more years, it will definitely be unpleasant and boring.
In this seeding match, they also served as sparring partners for the senior high school team. With so many teams crushing them, it made the team look even more powerful.
Therefore, letting them form mutual aid is originally a good idea and can enhance their competitiveness.
But as a result, due to mutual assistance, the combat effectiveness became even weaker. I really don’t know whether to praise or criticize him.
After finishing cleaning, Yu Xingxing remembered that Xiaoli's dog food seemed to have bottomed out again, so they hurried to the supermarket and bought two large bags; Fat Hu also bought two bags of sesame and seaweed for his sister Li Lingyue.
Yesterday, she was only looking at the pebbles and even forgot to ask for something to eat. She only remembered after returning that she regretted the meal.
She was going to come with him today. Fat Hu promised that he would bring delicious food back, so she stayed at home obediently.
On the way back in the car, Yu Xingxing turned on his mobile phone habitually. He has been using this mobile phone for several years. I heard that folding screens are very popular now, so I will go check it out next time.
When he opened Weibo, he seemed to remember something and asked Fat Hu: "Who lit candles on my Weibo last time? Do you know?"
"Light a candle? Who is so wicked?" Fat Tiger also asked.
"It's a bit strange. Only our team, Uncle Octopus, and Sister Fang know about this matter... and by the way, there's also the driver." Yu Xingxing suddenly remembered.
He hurriedly checked, and sure enough, the Weibo name "Da Zhan Hong Tu" had once posted a picture. It was from the last time he fought an octopus. It was blurry and the people could not be seen clearly, but the clothes and movements belonged to them.
This driver brother seems to be really not afraid of trouble.
No, I need to tell him quickly. He came back in the coach’s car last Friday and the driver didn’t see him. Isn’t this true?