How to balance the contradiction between the sissy and the spiritual seamer?

This is the biggest problem Zhao Chu faces. As for winning or losing, he has already ignored it.

"By the way, in the previous life on Earth, those fashion design masters and those old Italian men were all hand tailors and sold the most expensive clothes. On the TV, they were holding magnifying glasses and full of personality. They were more powerful than artists and full of energy.

A special charm.”

knew!

A flash of lightning flashed in Zhao Chu's mind.

…

In the classroom, everyone was waiting for Ze Yanhua to kill Zhao Chu on the spot, with blood splattering five steps away.

Ji Dongyuan looked desperate, and the Feng Shui Cemetery in Xiangfeng City lingered in his mind. Although he was seeking death, he still qualified for a generous burial.

Who doesn’t know about the entire Xiangfeng Martial Academy?

This weaving device is the lifeblood of Ze Yanhua. Not to mention Zhao Chu, if the principal breaks the weaving device, the latter will fight tooth and nail.

…

However, the criminal Zhao Chu did not beg for mercy. He walked upright to the water basin as if nothing happened.

handwashing?

How long has it been and you are still washing your hands?

This is the voice of everyone.

Washing hands wasn't enough. Zhao Chu looked around, picked off a few petals with great interest, and washed his petal hands.

A full minute.

Zhao Chu was washing his hands carefully, washing each fingernail a dozen times.

…

Carefully wiping every crevice of his fingers clean, Zhao Chu solemnly picked up a needle.

gaze!

gaze!

gaze!

Still staring!

For three whole minutes, Zhao Chu looked like a fool, holding up the embroidery needle high and staring straight at it, as if he had obtained a peerless treasure.

"Why is he so serious? It feels like looking at a baby?"

"Shh... I think he is sick."

Many people whispered.

Ze Yanhua suppressed her thoughts of killing, and Cao Chuyan sneered. Have you never seen a needle in your life?

Finally, Zhao Chu moved.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he gently touched the embroidery needle on his cheek, with a look on his face, as if he was whispering sweetly to his lover.

"Neuropathy."

Some people couldn't help but curse loudly.

Zhao Chu ignored the rumors and gently put down the embroidery needle, as if he was afraid that the needle would hurt if his hand was heavy. Then, he gently picked up a piece of plain cloth.

gaze!

The endless staring began again.

Every stitch, every inch of thickness, sometimes opened to look at, sometimes close to the bottom of the eyes, as if to see every silk thread clearly.

A full five minutes passed, and people wanted to stand on the table and curse.

A good lesson, why waste it on watching idiots perform?

After that, Zhao Chu actually pouted and kissed the plain cloth affectionately.

Bo!

This kiss resounded throughout the classroom, giving everyone goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Not only is he an idiot, he's also a psychopath!"

From today on, Zhao Chu is no longer a simple waste, he is a psychotic waste.

…

As if caressing his infant daughter, Zhao Chu took a deep breath, and his eyes even filled with a holy luster.

like!

He looked at the piece of plain cloth and was filled with love.

To weave a spiritual robe is to create a little life, how can it be a child's play?

…

Whoosh!

Just when everyone was impatient and wanted to step forward to hit someone, a thin voice quietly spread.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the entire classroom solidified.

A thin layer of spiritual energy actually gathered into a vortex and flowed towards the podium.

There seems to be a black hole there.

That's right, the needle that Zhao Chu had stared at for a long time was the black hole... One after another spiritual power gathered like sea water.

At this moment, Zhao Chu was serious, serious, and pious. His flawless white palms began to move needles, wires, and draw patterns.

Base!

Ze Yanhua frowned and stared.

Zhao Chu's formations were all basic among basics. But after more than ten injections, Ze Yanhua's expression changed.

Accurate.

Demanding precision.

Textbook accuracy.

Zhao Chu did the stitching and wiring without making any mistakes. It was just like the tutorial in the book.

30 seconds later!

The glow suddenly rises.

2 seconds faster than teacher Ze Yanhua.

At this time, everyone shut their mouths. In their eyes, every movement of Zhao Chu's body was as if they were taken care of by the breeze, just like this world is how it should be.

This is how a spiritual seamer should be.

…

16 minutes later!

Colorful!

Zhao Chu was bathed in the colorful glow, and his whole body was inlaid with a layer of gold, like a small sun, so dazzling.

In the second stage, it was 2 minutes faster than Ze Yanhua.

"Lost!"

At this stage, based on Cao Chuyan's words, she had already lost.

But, how could Zhao Chu stop.

…

Another 19 minutes passed!

Zhao Chu's fingers were moving faster and faster, so fast that people couldn't see clearly, like butterfly wings flickering.

Colorful!

Colorful neon red!

The spiritual robe suddenly bloomed with rays of light, as if it had been given a soul. Everyone had their mouths wide open and could not close them no matter what.

Another colorful neon!

"Zhao Chu, you are hiding too deep. When did you have such strength?"

Ji Dongyuan was stunned.

Cao Chuyan's expression was frozen. You must know that her colorful red color was enhanced by banned drugs.
To be continued...