Lu Zexiao didn't answer Feng Jian, but asked her if she didn't like it.
"If you are not satisfied, you can change it at any time."
When Feng Jian heard this, he replied anxiously, "Satisfied, how could you be dissatisfied, I also knitted flower ropes with my female classmates in elementary school."
She looked at Lu Zexiao proudly, she would soon have a chance to defeat him, and the sense of victory brought joy to her.
"We compete to see who can do better."
Lu Zexiao calmly responded, "Yes."
The instructor quickly took out a knitted finished product, and Kazami was instantly dumbfounded...
This is completely different from the kind of flower rope that I used to weave and play with when I was a child. It is clearly a superb work of art.
Kazami swallowed in amazement, "Teacher, do you mean we want to do this?"
The teacher smiled and nodded, "Try to be, otherwise I don't need to teach the ordinary ones, just watch the videos on the Internet."
Kazami smiled wryly, "This is too difficult..."
The instructor persuaded Feng Jian's thoughts of retreating, "I heard that you just had a challenge with this handsome guy, you can't lose! And if you learn it, you will feel a sense of accomplishment when you make it yourself. This kind of happiness is not easy. Good to get."
Kazami smiled helplessly, "Okay, then teacher, you can slow down and start."
The teacher distributed the materials needed to Lu Zexiao and Feng Jian, and began to teach them how to weave.
Kazami didn't find it so difficult when she started to move her hands, and she was able to watch the teacher's steps less nervously and couldn't move her eyes as she gradually got used to it.
Now I have extra thoughts to see how Lu Zexiao is doing.
Kazami secretly looked over to spy on the enemy, and the facts shocked her. She didn't expect that Lu Zexiao, a big man, could knit better than herself, and those patterns were almost as detailed as the teacher's.
On the other hand, Kazami looked back at the part he wove, the pattern was not wrong, but it was not detailed enough or refined enough.
Lu Zexiao's strength can be seen with just a look, which arouses Kazami's fighting spirit.
She secretly cheered herself up, making herself sure to win the competition.
Kazami gradually picked up the speed, and within a few seconds the teacher stopped her.
"Wait a minute, you were careless just now, this step is wrong."
The teacher stretched out his finger and pointed at the wrong part of the wind, "This handwork must be careful, and the part you made a mistake has to be dismantled and remade, otherwise the back will not look good."
Kazami felt a little lost and began to disassemble the wrong part of himself, rubbing his eyes from time to time.
Because it is a bit laborious and requires concentration, her eyes are a little pantothenic, and she is afraid that the part that has been removed will be removed by the wrong part, and this time the weaving will be useless.
Lu Zexiao watched Feng Jian rubbing his eyes, and took the one she made up into his hands without even thinking about it.
Feng Jian was still rubbing his eyes, the knitted objects were placed on the table, so Feng Jian didn't notice when Lu Zexiao took them away.
He then put his semi-finished product in the original position on Kazami's side. Lu Zexiao stopped when he saw that the instructor wanted to speak.
Lu Zexiao silently shook his head, seeing that the wrong part had been almost dismantled, now he started to edit it again.
Kazami rubbed her eyes and picked up the knitting thing. She could feel that the area was larger than before, but seeing Lu Zexiao and the instructor concentrating on making things, she guessed that she might be tired. produced hallucinations.