Mingyuetong's training for Xiao Naibao was very simple. He blew up a bulging balloon and asked her to use her strength to transport the balloon to a bucket ten meters away.
During the whole process, the training is completed only if the balloon does not burst.
Mingyuetong demonstrated once to Xiao Naibao. Her power emitted an icy blue translucent light. The light wrapped the balloon and carried it lightly into a bucket ten meters away.
Xiao Naibao blinked her eyes. It looked quite simple. She asked, "As long as it's complete?"
Mingyuetong looked at her and said, "This is the first level, come on."
The little girl nodded: "Yeah."
She followed Ming Yuetong's example in using her spiritual power. Her spiritual power glowed with silvery white light. The little girl felt that these lights looked familiar, as if she had seen them somewhere.
However, she soon had no time to think about it.
Because her spiritual power had just wrapped the balloon, the balloon exploded with a bang as if it had been greatly squeezed.
The sound was so loud that it startled the little girl, and her ears and tail became hairy.
Mingyuetong looked at the angry little junior brother, silently turned on his cell phone and took a few photos.
The little girl didn't know what her third senior brother was doing, so she gently stroked her rapidly beating heart a few times to calm herself down, and continued to wrap the balloon next to her with spiritual power.
"boom!"
The balloon exploded again.
The little milk bag’s ears and tail once again exploded with hair.
Mingyuetong looked at her, then looked down at the photos captured on his phone. After looking at them for a while, he clicked delete and deleted all the negatives from the network disk.
It’s better not to keep any photos of my junior brother looking like this.
"boom!"
The little milk bag popped another balloon.
Her furry ears drooped feebly. She picked up a bulging balloon and looked at it carefully. She couldn't understand that it would explode as soon as she touched it with her own strength. It was obviously fine in her hand.
The little girl raised her head and looked at her third senior brother eagerly: "Third senior brother, can you teach me?"
Mingyuetong: "Of course."
"Your strength should be gentle, not too sharp. You should gently wrap the balloon in it. Your strength should be gentle during this process," Ming Yuetong said and demonstrated again.
After listening to it, Xiao Naibao felt that he seemed to understand a little bit, but not quite.
She tried to adjust her strength and carefully wrapped the balloon. The balloon didn't explode. The little girl was overjoyed, and her strength was momentarily unstable: "Bang!"
The little girl looked at the blown balloons and said:...
Mingyuetong said: "There has been progress."
When Xiao Naibao heard this, he thought it was the same. Before, the balloon exploded when it was wrapped in power, but now it took a while to explode.
She instantly became happy and felt full of motivation.
In this way, Xiao Naibao trained for three consecutive days, and finally successfully transported the balloon into a bucket ten meters away.
After putting the balloon into the bucket, the little girl jumped up and cheered, "Wow, that's great."
She turned her head and looked at Ming Yuetong with bright eyes, who nodded slightly, "Not bad, let's go to the next level."
The next level is to send the balloon into a bucket ten meters away in strong winds.
Mingyuetong moved a large fan, placed it behind the bucket, turned the wind to the highest setting, and aimed it at the little milk bag.
This large fan is 1.5 meters high. It was a tool that Qingwei bought many years ago to keep cool in the summer heat. The wind is so strong that when Xiao Nai Bao was two years old, he could not stand firmly in front of this fan.
The little girl was able to stand firm now, but the strong wind brought cold air towards her, making her unable to open her eyes.
The little girl raised her hands to block the wind, and reluctantly opened her eyes to look at the powerful fan in front of her. She felt that it was difficult for her to walk over it. How could she transport the balloon there?
At this time, Mingyuetong came over, grabbed the collar of the little milk bag with one hand, lifted her up, and put her down next to her.
Not standing in the strong wind, the little milk bag felt much better.
Mingyuetong said: "I just asked you to send the balloon over against the wind. I didn't ask you to stand in the wind."
The little girl blinked her eyes, it seemed like this.
She begins delivering balloons, and the balloons wrapped in her powers travel against strong winds.
The wind blows: Huh~
The balloon was blown away by the wind.
The little milk bag puffed up its face, increasing the power of the balloon wrapped in it.
"boom!"
The balloon couldn't bear the sudden increase in power and burst instantly.
Little milk bag:......
Mingyuetong, who was next to her, handed her the balloon: "Here."
The little milk bag thanked him and took it, and continued to deliver it.
There was no progress for several days. The balloon was either blown away or burst by force.
The longest distance she can transport is more than five meters, which is completely different from a bucket ten meters away.
After several days, there was not much progress. The little baby was wilting when he had dinner, and his furry ears were weak and drooped.
Qingwei saw this and asked why, and Xiao Naibao told him her troubles, "Master, what should I do?"
Qingwei smoothed his beard and said, "This proves that you don't control your power well enough."
"That's why I have to practice this because I can't control it well," the little girl told him in a soft and waxy voice.
Qingwei looked at her and asked, "Is the wind strong?"
The little milk bag nodded like a chicken, "It's very big."
If she hadn't been stockier, she would have been blown away.
Qingwei thought for a moment and said, "Then turn down the wind power and start with something simple."
Xiao Naibao's eyes lit up and he immediately looked at Mingyuetong.
Mingyuetong put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, and said with a bit of confusion in his tone: "We started practicing at the maximum wind speed."
Qingwei waved her hand: "Tangtang is still young."
Mingyuetong thought about his original age, and it seemed to make sense.
The next day, the wind dropped to its lowest level.
Little Milk Bag was surprised to find that he could easily send the balloon into a bucket ten meters away.
Little Milk Bun:? ! !
Why is it so easy?
She looked at the bucket ten meters away in disbelief, then looked down at her little hands, Huh? ? !
She suspected that she had been hallucinating due to the strong headwind in front of her these past few days. She raised her hand and patted her face gently. Well, it didn't seem to hurt much. Could it be that she was really hallucinating.
Mingyuetong saw this and asked, "What are you doing?"
Little Milk Bag: "I seem to be hallucinating and dreaming."
Mingyuetong: "Why do you think so?"
Little Milk Bag: "I actually sent the balloon in."
Mingyuetong looked at his junior brother and guessed what she was thinking. He twitched his lips and said, "Because the difficulty has been reduced, of course you can put the balloon into the bucket."
The little girl tilted her head: "Is that so?"
"Well, because you have already sent the balloon five meters away under strong winds, it is not surprising that you can send the balloon into the bucket in this weak wind," Mingyuetong said, walking to the big fan and adjusting the wind power to mid-range.
Huhuhu~
The little girl quickly picked up the balloon and tried it. The balloon was going against the wind, whirring, but she felt it was much easier than the strong wind.
The little girl quickly moved the balloon to the front of the bucket. When she saw that it was about to enter the bucket, she was overjoyed: "Bang!"
Because the little milk bag was in a happy mood, she failed to control her strength, and the balloon that didn't enter the bucket exploded.
