mythical card maker

Chapter 13 Gold Level Card Creator
"Girl Cao, don't be so nervous."

"Ha... ha... I'm not nervous at all."

In the carriage, Cao Yan huddled in the back row with a full face, her hands folded on her two long legs that were close together.

According to her original plan, at this point in time, she should be at the food stall near Chengfeng Mall, drinking beer and eating skewers with Zhou Chuan.

Unexpectedly, President Fu would come out on the way, gossiping, she who had successfully advanced, came to look for Zhou Chuan, and that annoying Yu Congee, and brought her into the car, saying that she was going to Baihu Card Creator Association for grade accreditation.

"Can you two stop staring? If you stare for a while, the eyeballs will fall off my knees."

Caught in the middle, Zhou Chuan, whose legs were facing the air conditioner, finally spoke, then turned his head to look at Cao Yan and asked, "Ayan, is the game going well?"

"Of course." Cao Yan flipped her fingertips, and a card with a blue border suddenly appeared, but on it was a vivid leopard.

"Blue card, not bad."

Looking at the spirit card in Cao Yan's hand, Zhou Chuan said sincerely.

Without the advantage of Chinese mythology knowledge, his current upper limit is actually blue cards.

It's just that the word "if" is never followed in this world, he was born to embark on the path of dimensionality reduction and attack.

After talking with Mr. Fu along the way, he also knew that the main purpose of the Card Tutors Alliance in organizing this competition was to select a group of talented card makers who were outstanding enough in the northern part of Kyushu.

In this year's Hungry Ghost Festival, I had a "friendly" exchange with Dongying's so-called "the genius who meets once in 400 years" and "the driver of a hundred ghosts".

Didn't someone take the initiative to deliver it to your door?If the blow of dimensionality reduction does not fall on their heads, who will fall on it?
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"Why are you smiling so treacherously all of a sudden? I always feel like you're holding back something." Cao Yan gently nudged Zhou Chuan's side ribs with her elbow, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Miss Cao, can we be more ladylike when we talk? It's so easy for you to find a partner!" Zhou Chuan said with a headache.

"If you can't find it, you can't find it. I just married into your family. Uncle Zhou and Aunt Zhang like me."

Miss Cao rebelled against the general without reason, but she attracted Yu Porridge, who was reading novels on her mobile phone: "Huh?"

Does this start to talk about marriage?
As expected of the hero of the novel, he is really good at flirting with girls!
Seeing that Yu Porridge fell into the brain again, Zhou Chuan's brain collapsed and pulled her back from fantasy to reality.

At this moment, the vehicle arrived at the destination, and turned back into a white card and returned it to Xiaohou.

"Xiao Qin, help me arrange the card maker level certification for these three children, as soon as possible, the children wake up early, give them enough time to take a nap."

As soon as he entered the lobby, Mr. Fu said to the young woman waiting at the front desk.

As the best among the 16th-grade card making students of Chengfeng Middle School, whether it is Zhou Chuan, Cao Yan or Yu Porridge, they have actually passed the most basic [Bronze Card Maker] certification.

Yu Porridge, who has a family background and has been influenced by his ears and eyes since childhood, was even selected into a certain period of [Potential Card Creator].

Therefore, they are not unfamiliar with the relevant process of level certification.

"Please come with me."

After quickly processing Yu Porridge and Cao Yan's silver card maker certification, the front desk lady with a professional smile on her face guided Zhou Chuan to a bright and clean office.

The cold-faced examiner who was in charge of the assessment before was sitting here, and his name was written on the nameplate on the desk—He Lengfeng, who lived up to his name.

"I have a general understanding of your situation."

He Lengfeng carefully read the questionnaire that Zhou Chuan had just filled out, and patiently explained:
"Although the purple card corresponds to a platinum-level card maker, you do not have the mental strength of a platinum-level card, and you have not made three or more purple cards to prove that you have a stable card-making ability. Meets the criteria for certification at the Platinum level."

"However... this purple card alone is more than enough to be certified at the gold level. We will be at the same level in the future."

He Lengfeng said in a complicated way, and at the same time thought to himself, this can be regarded as witnessing the birth of the youngest gold-level card maker in this province, right?
"I'm late at the end of my studies, so I need to ask my seniors for advice in the future."

Zhou Chuan did not have any arrogant thoughts because of this small certificate.

His family knows his own affairs, and he knows better than anyone else that the real power lies in the long-standing Chinese civilization and mythology, not himself.

If this point is unclear, then he is not worthy to present those ancient, great, and long-silent brilliance in the eyes of the world in the form of cards.

"A lot of advice."

He Lengfeng looked at Zhou Chuan's humble face, and instantly felt a lot of affection.

Due to the extremely stiff face caused by nerve injuries in the early years, he also tried his best to make a smiling expression, but it looked a little hideous.

"Rest early and recharge your energy. The rules of the next game require you to forge a spirit card on the spot. Even for you, it will be a big test."

He Lengfeng patted Zhou Chuan on the shoulder, and casually mentioned something.

Zhou Chuan also immediately understood, secretly thinking in his heart that he temporarily suppressed this move in the [Bai Wuchang] building plan, and he did not make a mistake.

After all, card making is a matter with a high failure rate. Making new cards without any foundation in the arena is undoubtedly a dead end.

"It's better to be safe." Zhou Chuanxin said, and then replied with a smile: "Thank you for your guidance, senior."

After finishing speaking, he put the golden card maker certificate that had just been printed out and was still hot in his heart. After saying goodbye to He Lengfeng, he left the office to look for Cao Yan and Yu Porridge.

"Let's go, go to the food stall!"

Seeing Zhou Chuan finally come out, Cao Yan strode forward and grabbed his shoulders.

Yu Congee also stepped forward step by step, his brows were slightly wrinkled, he didn't know what to think.

"We are going to have a barbecue, together?"

Looking at the second-year middle school girl who was distracted, Zhou Chuan asked helplessly.

In such a dangerous world, all he can think about now is how to improve his strength, but he has little energy to think about the love between his children.

But after all, he can't control other people's thoughts, and it's even more impossible for him to throw out words like "We can't, you should give up your heart" before the two girls confess their love. I hurt my head.

Too much charm is not a good thing sometimes.

"Okay."

On the side, Yu Porridge ignored Cao Yan's eyes as if he wanted to eat her, and agreed wholeheartedly.

Xindao: I just want to observe the daily life of the hero of the novel, and I definitely don't have any weird ideas.

With the guarantee that the reckless woman Yan has been single for ten years, I, Yu Porridge, have a pure heart!
(End of this chapter)