Sizzle—
Sizzle—
In the bedroom.
As the notebook was torn apart,
A crooked, somewhat square paper figure appeared.
The short video Xia Qingqing saw was Jiang Lin's first lesson on Northern Hall Paper Crafting, live-streamed.
At that time, as soon as the live broadcast ended,
A viewer posted it in a chibi style,
And some even acted it out and explained it in person, describing it vividly.
As if they had done it themselves.
Once these videos were published, they quickly gained traction.
And they still had a lot of views even now.
...
What should I do next?
Xia Qingqing tilted her head and thought, then extended a fair and tender hand.
She waved it at the paper figure.
"Ha hey!"
The paper figure didn't react.
"Ya!"
Still no reaction.
What was wrong?
Did black lines need to emerge from her fingers?
Xia Qingqing looked at her hand, gathered her strength, and said, "Come out!"
A wisp of black mist 'whoosh'ed out from her palm.
Her eyes immediately lit up!
It appeared! Black lines!
Beside her, inside the rabbit plush toy,
'Guo Dong' felt the Yin energy emanating from the black mist and retreated two steps in succession.
Listening to the faint sounds of well-wishes from outside the door, it couldn't help but curl its lips.
Mathematician, novelist, chef...
This girl was a professional ghost catcher and fighter, commonly known as a bane of spirits.
One punch, one whimpering creature.
Now she could even produce Yin energy.
Yes,
In its opinion, it was Yin energy.
Although it hadn't been refined into ghost energy yet, with this little girl's aptitude,
It would likely only take a moment to refine it.
Time flies,
It still couldn't remember its past, but recently it had gradually begun to recall things.
The damage to its soul had also recovered a tiny bit.
...
"Go, Pikachu!!"
Xia Qingqing extended her small hand, and the Yin energy in her hand flew towards the paper figure.
The Yin energy enveloped the paper figure and finally disappeared into its body.
At the same time, Xia Qingqing felt a strange connection form between herself and the paper figure.
She couldn't describe it.
It was very strange.
It was as if the paper figure's limbs and body were her own mini avatars.
Under her control, the paper figure moved its hands, then its feet.
"I succeeded!"
Xia Qingqing grinned happily, revealing a few small milk teeth.
'Guo Dong' silently retreated another two steps.
This little girl truly had the potential to be a troublemaker.
You ask how it knew about 'troublemaker'?
That's what they say in TV shows.
...
The paper figure walked back and forth on the bed, its movements becoming more agile.
Finally, it even flew.
Lightly, like a falling leaf carried by the wind.
"Dark things..."
One-year-old Xia Qingqing couldn't express herself well yet.
As she gained more control over the paper figure, she prepared to send it to her eldest aunt's side.
To secretly catch that dark thing.
To see if she wanted to play with it or keep it.
To find a companion for 'Guo Dong'.
Just as the paper figure flew up and was about to slip out through the gap under the door,
It suddenly stopped.
Xia Qingqing blinked her eyes.
She saw that the previously closed bedroom door had been opened a crack at some point.
A blue figure, about the height of the doorknob, stood there,
Its eyes wide open, staring shocked at the scene inside the room.
Silently, it didn't know how long it had been there.
The boy's eyeballs moved, looking at Xia Qingqing, then at the paper figure flying in the air.
He suddenly turned and ran towards the living room: "Mom—"
He darted back and forth in the living room, quickly finding his own mother among a group of women.
"Mom! Listen to me...!"
"You child, so rash, what happened?"
...
Listening to the voices from the living room, Xia Qingqing: "..."
She hadn't even reacted to that speed.
Should she go out and stop him?
Xia Qingqing tilted her head, and with a 'plop', she lay down on the bed.
She closed her eyes.
In the air, the paper figure also 'swoosh'ed under the bed.
She was just a baby sleeping, she knew nothing.
After a while.
The expected crowd did not arrive.
The bedroom door was gently pushed open, then quietly closed.
Footsteps gradually approached and came to the bedside.
Then—
Bang!
That 'bang' almost made Xia Qingqing open her eyes.
But she held back.
Zhou Tongtong knelt on one knee, "Master, take me as your disciple!"
Just as he was about to speak to his mother, Zhou Tongtong braked in time.
His older sister rode a hearse, and his cousin could perform magic.
His family, indeed, had unspeakable secret inheritances!
Since it was a secret, it couldn't be spread outside.
He understood!
...
Master? Take a disciple?
Xia Qingqing sneakily opened one eye a crack, looked around, and saw no one.
She then subtly patted 'Guo Dong' next to her, asking it to check if anyone was eavesdropping outside the door.
After 'Guo Dong' went out for a stroll and returned, it shook its head.
The next second, the little girl on the bed instantly sat up.
Looking at Zhou Tongtong by the bed, her big eyes were full of curiosity:
"What is a master? What do I have to do to take a disciple?"
Zhou Tongtong heard this and thought there was hope!
He immediately became excited, "A master is someone very, very powerful, who can go to heaven and earth, catch demons and monsters."
"Taking a disciple...
Oh, it's just like having an extra subordinate, someone who goes east when you say east, and helps you serve dishes when you say you want to eat."
"When you have time, just teach me what you know."
Zhou Tongtong's eyes shone, "So, Master, do you think it's okay?"
Xia Qingqing tilted her head and thought, it sounded quite good, "What do you know?"
Zhou Tongtong: "I know, I know..."
He thought for a moment, "I can write essays, ride bicycles, peel apples myself, and make egg fried rice!"
Xia Qingqing's eyes rolled, and she leaned over, lying down again.
What was this?
Just this.
Her mother could do much more than this.
Her father might also be capable.
'Guo Dong' could even pass through walls.
Zhou Tongtong was stunned, still a bit confused.
"?" Why did she lie down?
Just then, the bedroom door was opened again.
Mom Xia came in to tuck Xia Qingqing in.
Seeing Zhou Tongtong, she pursed her lips and smiled, whispering:
"It's Tongtong, right? Let's go out and play, there's a lot of delicious food on the table."
Zhou Tongtong got up, looking back repeatedly.
He couldn't understand, what went wrong?
...
After watching TV in the living room for a while.
He happened to see Liu Bei visit Zhuge Liang's thatched cottage three times to invite him to come out of seclusion.
"I know!"
Zhou Tongtong suddenly jumped up, he understood!
—It was a lack of sincerity!
Slap!
He was slapped on the back.
Mom Zhou glared, "Why are you so jumpy, you scared me. Don't wake up your little cousin."
Zhou Tongtong obediently sat down.
(〃'▽'〃)
Yes, don't wake up the little cousin.
Three visits to the thatched cottage, he learned it!
...
On the bottom of the TV screen, news headlines scrolled by.
[Latest news: A man was attacked by an unknown figure on his way home from work. An investigation is underway... Citizens are advised to be careful when going out...]
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(ps: Zhou Tongtong - older sister Zhou Tangtang, a viewer in the live stream, rode in a hearse, and was even written into an essay.
Note: Xia Qingqing is not using the Northern Hall Paper Crafting, but simply controlling a paper figure.)