night.

Han Feng returned with unfulfilled wishes.

I had a lot of benefits when chatting with Uncle Wang for a whole day. If I weren't afraid of being too abrupt, he really wanted to pull Uncle Wang to study the skills for the night.

Now.

His biggest problem is proficiency.

It's like driving.

Although the novice strictly follows the coach's "rearview mirror is flush with the control line" and "the corner of the library appears in the left rearview mirror" and other mysterious techniques, they still have a serious overturn.

But the old driver is as steady as he wants, but he is as stable as Mount Tai.

Why?

Practice makes perfect.

therefore.

What Han Feng needs to do is to practice constantly, recognize his mistakes and improve them.

then.

He tried to condense his room with a sand tray.

Buzz —

Buzz —

Sand and dust condense.

This night.

Han Feng was immersed in the study of the sand table.

As long as the energy is restored, Han Feng will try to make a sand table.

pity.

Even so.

His energy could not last a few times, and he could not fight until dawn. After only a few times, he was exhausted and fell asleep.

night.

It passed quietly.

The extremely accurate tip of the line of life and death - only 28 days left.

...

The next day.

early morning.

Uncle Zhang called.

“How was last night?”

Zhang Yang smiled.

He knew that Han Feng must be in contact.

“Not very good.”

Han Feng sighed, "I can only do it seven times a night, and my body can't hold on."

"so."

Zhang Yang thought for a while, "Our unit is relatively leisurely these days. You can come here during the day. I will apply later and let the little sister from the resource department cooperate with you so that you can do it all the time during the day."

"good."

Han Feng is full of expectations.

Colleagues in Zhang Yang’s office: Wait, what did they hear???

for a long time.

Han Feng arrived at the Urban Construction Bureau.

When Uncle Zhang and his friends went out to work, Han Feng stayed here to practice the sand table.

Don't tell me if you don't really do it.

It is much more efficient here than training at home.

Not long after.

The little girl from the resource department sent a basic energy stone that could restore energy. One person's share was probably enough for a novice like Han Feng to practice dozens of times.

It was going well for half a day.

Han Feng could clearly feel that his hands and feet began to be a little obedient... The energy output of sand and dust power seemed to be more stable than before.

The completion of the sand table has finally increased to 13%!

Great progress!

and.

When the sand table was progressing, Han Feng could also clearly feel that his sand and dust power was also improving rapidly, becoming more and more powerful!

Class F…

Maybe it's not too far!

...

noon.

Uncle Zhang came back, "I heard that the resources have been sent?"

"Yes."

Han Feng nodded.

"How is the little girl from the Resources Department?"

Uncle Zhang winked.

That was the most beautiful girl in the department that he specially introduced to Han Feng.

"fine."

Han Feng nodded with satisfaction, "The little girl has excellent work, she sent her resources in ten minutes, and the number of resources is the same as the order."

???

Uncle Zhang opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

This kid...

So sad.

Lao Han said that he would give him a chance to help Han Feng find a good girl...

Although being studious is a good thing, as an elder, he is also worried about the future of this child... He doesn't pay attention to it when he comes to him. This is already a completely uncivilized stage, right?!

"child."

Uncle Zhang was worried, "Sometimes, you should not only pay attention to the sand table, but also people."

"people……"

Han Feng understood.

Uncle Zhang refers to a sculpture model, right?

He was not worried at all. Although he had not mastered the skill of sand table, Xiao Hanfeng's four years of college scores were almost perfect, and he had excellent mastery of the model of sandy sculptures!

Even Uncle Wang thought Han Feng’s sculpture was extremely exquisite!

Human body sculpture?

Oh.

"Isn't that enough to have hands?"

Han Feng is confident.

Uncle Zhang:???

He looked at the resource department girl who had been looking here in the distance, then looked at Han Feng's confident expression and his hands, and fell into deep thought.

It seems.

Young people nowadays have great psychological problems...

...

for a long time.
To be continued...