Chapter 43: Luck
The sound was like a shock, and the whole classroom was quiet, and they all looked back. Wu Meng is no exception. I saw a chubby girl with trembling hands pointing ahead, with a look of disbelief.
"It's done, let me see?" said Pulin, who came to the girl's side.
"It's done, it's not me. It's her, it's her. The girl pointed at Wu Meng excitedly.
Wu Meng was stunned, me?
Everyone's eyes looked at Wu Meng together.
Wu Meng reacted and picked up the fireball talisman in front of him, which was very dissatisfied. I scolded again in my heart, there is no good thing when this talisman is drawn, in short, it is the housekeeper's fault.
Pu Lin snatched it and carefully observed the spiritual power of the fireball talisman. Everyone looked at him silently.
"Although the spiritual power is not uniform, it is also the best among the low-grade fireball talismans." Then he looked at Wu Meng with burning eyes.
Wu Meng was a little uncomfortable. "Oh. "Yes.
Oh, Pu Lin felt that Wu Meng was a little too calm. Is this a good talisman to draw?" "How did you draw this talisman?"
"I don't know, but if I succeed while drawing, maybe it's luck. I've drawn more than 20 of them before without success, and this one should be lucky. "Wu Meng tried to attribute his success in drawing the fireball talisman to luck, oh, it was originally luck.
It's just that 90% of the time it might fail, but I didn't expect it to succeed.
Drawing and painting succeeded? I have already drawn more than 20 pictures? It should be luck? Pu Lin believes in luck, but success cannot all be attributed to luck, and if there is no adequate preparation, no matter how great the luck is, it is impossible to succeed.
I think he barely drew it after spending hundreds of rune papers. He thinks he's a man of good luck, so why didn't he find him?
"Impossible, the rune strokes are natural and smooth, as if they have been tempered a thousand times. It can't be done in one draw. Pulin wasn't convinced.
Wu Meng heard this, yes, I have practiced, didn't I tell you just now? Did I forget? But seeing Pu Lin's serious expression, Wu Meng said what he had said before. "Maybe I've practiced a lot before, so I'm so lucky to succeed in one. ”
As soon as these words came out, the people around them had the same expressions. No wonder I was able to draw so quickly, it turned out that I practiced first.
When Pu Lin heard this, he remembered that she was the apprentice disciple who had a good impression of him just now, but his doubts did not disappear like this, but became a little more. Because even if you are familiar with this rune, the spiritual power output is not something that can be achieved by practicing it more than a dozen times.
"You can draw another one for me. Pu Lin's words blurted out, but after reacting, he wanted to slap himself in the mouth, but the talisman could be drawn if he wanted to?
When Wu Meng heard this, he was shocked, and subconsciously looked at the rune paper in front of him. I'm in a hurry, what if I accidentally draw it again?' Butler, you said that there is a 90% chance of failure, right?'
However, due to the small number of experimental samples and insufficient data, the conclusion is biased. The housekeeper felt that he had to make it clear, otherwise what if the master waited for the success of the painting and blamed him?
"And,"
"And what?" Before the housekeeper could finish speaking, Wu Meng grabbed the conversation.
"Mengmeng, your luck has always been good. "So there's a chance that it will work out next. The housekeeper felt the need to comfort his master.
Pu Lin saw Wu Meng's hesitation in her eyes, thinking that she was worried that she would not succeed in painting, so she comforted, "You can rest assured that you can paint, it doesn't matter if you succeed or not." After all, there will be a success rate in drawing talismans, and it is normal if it is not successful. ”
When Wu Meng heard this, he echoed in his heart, what I want is not to succeed.
"Let's draw it. Pulin urged.
Seeing this, Wu Meng no longer hesitated, just didn't care if he succeeded or not. I took a deep breath, took the pen and dipped it in ink, and when the pen fell on the paper, I began to write the dragon snake. However, in order not to succeed, he deliberately performed clumsily when inputting spiritual power.
Seeing this, Pu Lin nodded, although the input of spiritual power is not smooth, but it is not bad for beginners.
A quarter of an hour later, a picture that Wu Meng least wanted to see appeared.
I saw a flash of brilliance, and the fireball charm succeeded again.
"Oh my God!" the whole class watched the birth of the fireball talisman this time, and their mouths opened wide in shock. Pu Lin even picked up the fireball talisman and looked at it again and again. It's really drawn, and the spiritual power contained in the runes is more stable, close to the medium fireball rune.
"You, you. Pu Lin looked at Wu Meng speechless.
And Wu Meng was also so broken that she couldn't speak at this time, in fact, if she could, she really wanted to say something, how did she succeed again? Didn't she say that it was 90%? Why is it the 10% again?
'Butler, didn't you say that my luck has always been good?'
'Yes, according to statistics, the success rate of anything Meng Meng does is above 60%' The housekeeper's voice sounded. But Wu Meng heard the emptiness in his heart.
'Butler, you're dead!'
The housekeeper in the light brain quickly retracted into the chip.
"Would you like to draw another one?" said Pulin, who said with a half-hearted sound.
Wu Meng Mumu nodded, he no longer had hope for this stack of defective products, you are a good defective product, is it really good to grab business with genuine products?
I had no choice but to draw another one, and the result was naturally needless to say, and it succeeded again.
Pulin's eyes burned.
"The spiritual power is gone, and I can't draw. Wu Meng shook her head, the god of luck is on her side today, and it is estimated that the result of painting will be similar.
"Three fireball talismans, if you don't count the first dozen or so, that's a 100% success rate. Even if it's luck, it's pretty good. When Pu Lin heard this, he didn't persecute Wu Meng. Instead, he held three fireball talismans and read them in pieces.
"Genius, no, you have to inform Uncle Qingping of this matter as soon as possible. Pu Lin said and took out the transmission note and sent the transmission to Fu Feng's Qingpingzi. Watching the paper crane fly away, Pu Lin breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head to look at Wu Meng with bright eyes.
"What's your name?"
"Wu Meng. ”
"The disciple of that peak?"
"I'm still in the apprenticeship. ”
"Oh, I forgot, would you like to come to our Fu Feng after passing the test next year? Pu Lin said gently, and his mood had slowly calmed down at this time. Looking at Wu Meng, the eyes are no longer looking at what natural treasures are looking at, but the appearance of an elder looking at outstanding juniors.
"Well, let's wait until I pass the apprenticeship assessment. Wu Meng was stunned, she hadn't thought about where she was going.
"Okay, but you have to think about it, and if you have any difficulties with drawing symbols, you can also come to me. Pu Lin nodded, but there was a hint of anxiety in his heart, why hadn't Uncle Qingping come yet?
But when he looked up, he remembered something more anxious, he was still in class. "Ahem, okay, let's go back to our respective places and sit down, and continue practicing. ”
Although everyone returned to their seats, the excitement, envy and jealousy still lingered throughout the classroom, and no one in the classroom could calm down and draw talismans.
"Wu Meng, you are so powerful, you can draw it all at once. "Have you learned it before?" Fang Yuan looked at Wu Meng with some envy.
Wu Meng looked back, and said with a helpless smile, "Who can make perfect, didn't I buy a lot of rice paper and ink ingots yesterday, I used them to practice runes last night." ”
"That's the case, then I also have to learn, and after school, you can accompany me to the Waimenfang Market to buy rice paper." Fang Yuan nodded when she heard this, and the envy of Wu Meng in her heart was a little less. When she practiced the runes well, she could do it too.
"Okay. Wu Meng nodded, her rice paper was almost used, and this drawing charm was still quite waste.
"That Wu Meng, can you tell me about your experience in drawing talismans?" Fang Yuan looked at Wu Meng with a look of hope.
Wu Meng had no choice but to patiently explain her experience to her.
It's just that kindness is always regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, after Fang Yuan heard it, not only did she not thank Wu Meng, but because she didn't understand, she felt that Wu Meng was hiding her secrets.
Seeing Fang Yuan's resentful eyes, Wu Meng was very helpless, her experience is like this, it has been explained so clearly, you still can't understand, what can I do.