Global Cards: I Create Eastern Mythic Card Deck

"Xie Wenyuan..."

The next moment, the image of that gentle and gentle man who made him feel extremely dangerous flashed through Ji Nian's mind. He couldn't help but move his eyes slightly and nodded lightly.

"You don't need to be too vigilant at ordinary times. For now, he is still your teacher, and he is also the only reasonable one in the wimpy den of Taoyuan Card Makers Association."

"If he gives you a favor, just continue. If he lectures, you should also listen well. Just don't be fooled into lameness."

Uncle Dong spoke slowly, and seeing Ji Nian's solemn look on his face, he couldn't help but say:

"The students have to be obedient. If it were Su Wen and those veteran veterans, I'm afraid they would have choked me with the words 'impossible', 'absolutely impossible', and 'how could Lao Xie have a problem?'" He got up and was slapped under the coffee table by me."

"Okay, great."

Uncle Dong nodded with great satisfaction, and after a few more instructions, he disappeared without leaving a trace.

The dark crow squatting on the branch of the old locust tree outside the villa also tilted his head and looked at the villa in Ji Nian, always feeling that something was strange.

It's just that its limited intelligence doesn't allow it to think too much.

Therefore, it only glanced at it for a few times before looking elsewhere.

"It's been quite rewarding."

In the bedroom, Ji Nian looked at the two materials sent by Uncle Dong and couldn't help but feel happy.

"You don't have to do anything, you just get the materials... Is this the daily life of Yao Yuan, Youyou and the other rich generation?"

"No wonder they don't care about the materials sent by the training party... eh..."

A possibility suddenly flashed through Ji Nian's mind: "I won't be the 'poverty alleviation target' selected by the training party, right? It seems that I am the only one in need of these materials among the trainees, and the others have their families to help prepare..."

"Wait a minute, Chen Yuan also lives in Happy Home, and his family situation shouldn't be that good. He is indeed a good brother. He even stays with me when he suffers from poverty."

Thinking of this, Ji Nian couldn't help but sigh.

"The revolution has not yet succeeded..."

"Dong dong!"

Just halfway through counting the years, he was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door.

"Who?"

Ji Nian stepped on his slippers and walked straight downstairs.

I heard someone outside the door shouting: "Xiaonian, it's me."

"Uncle Yuan?"

Ji Nian recognized Xie Wenyuan's voice and subconsciously responded.

What Wang Jindong had just said flashed through his mind quickly, and his eyes moved slightly.

But when he came to the door, he quickly adjusted his mood. The moment he opened the door, he showed a very sincere smile: "Uncle Yuan, you haven't rested so late?"

"I just came back from seeing someone off. I saw that the lights in your house were still on, so I came over to take a look." Xie Wenyuan pushed up his glasses and said with a chuckle.

"I see that you have been listening to the lectures very seriously during this period, and every time you ask a question, you get to the point. What, do you already have an idea for creating the first set of field cards?"

He said as he walked towards the sofa.

"We have some preliminary ideas, but it's hard to say whether they will come true."

Ji Nian said modestly, took off a paper cup from the coffee table, and poured a glass of water for Xie Wenyuan.

"Thank you." Xie Wenyuan still looked that gentle and elegant, and couldn't be more polite.

Judging from the surface, he is really a good person, and his speech and temperament have a convincing magic power.

But for some reason, Ji Nian felt that something was wrong with this person long before Uncle Dong mentioned that there might be something wrong with him.

But in the final analysis, he hasn't done anything outrageous, and he's been very nice to him, so the superficial respect should still be maintained.

"You are always so humble."

Xie Wenyuan's words pulled the year out of his thoughts:

"When I was your age, I made the first card in my life. It was just a white card, and I was already so happy. If I were like you and randomly gave out blue cards, I'm afraid the whole Taoyuan would be pretending. No more than me, haha.”

Ji Nian listened to the other party's words attentively and couldn't help but ask: "Teacher Xie is a native of Taoyuan?"

"Yes, born and raised."

Xie Wenyuan sat in the seat where Uncle Dong had just sat, his eyes slightly squinting as his gaze quickly passed through the living room, as if he was catching something.

"Xiao Nian, has anyone been to your house just now?" He suddenly asked.

"In the morning, a classmate came to me for training..." Ji Nian said with some confusion: "What's wrong, Uncle Yuan."

"nothing."

Xie Wenyuan smiled and said nothing more.

He just put his hand into his jacket pocket, and finally took out a material card with a blue border and placed it on the coffee table.

"I found it last night when I was sorting out the material package. I don't know when it was left. Xiaonian, please see if you can use it..."

He pushed the materials to Ji Nian and said softly: "Although scene materials are not necessary in the creation of field cards. But they can also increase the probability of becoming cards to a great extent, and also add more information to the cards. For outstanding skill characteristics..."

"Take it."

After saying this last sentence, Xie Wenyuan drank all the warm water in the cup.

Then, without waiting for Ji Nian's reply, he turned around, opened the door and left, quickly disappearing into the night.

"Is Master Qi's [Wealth at First Sight] appearing? Why do the Gods of Wealth come one after another?"

Ji Nian sighed, then lowered his head to look at the materials Xie Wenyuan sent him.

This is a blue grade scene material card named [Decaying Grass and Withering Poplar].

I saw that on the card wrapped in a dark blue border, there was a ruined wall with overgrown weeds and dense moss.

Through the broken wood and stone carvings on the ground, a magnificent hall can be vaguely glimpsed.

But under the destruction and promotion of the torrent of the times, this show and glory finally turned into a piece of [declined grass and withered poplars].

"It's interesting."

Looking at the four small characters with a silver hook on the top of the card, a chant of vicissitudes of life flashed through Ji Nian's mind:

"The shabby room is empty, the bed was full of wat in the past; the grass and poplars are withered, which was once a singing and dancing place. The spider silk is covered with carved beams, and the green gauze is now stuck on the canopy windows. How can you say that the fat is thick and the powder is fragrant? How about the temples? Is it frost again? Yesterday the loess sent bones to the sky, but tonight there are mandarin ducks sleeping under the red-lit tents."

This sentence comes from "Commentary to the Song of Hao" and is a classic poem in "A Dream of Red Mansions".

In the book, Zhen Shiyin saw the harshness of the world. He went out to relax one day and suddenly saw a lame Taoist singing "Hao Song". He had an epiphany and then wrote "Commentary to Hao Song".

It means that everything in the past is just a dream, prosperity is easy to pass, and everything is impermanent.

Ji Nian once watched the edited video of the 87 version of Dream of the Red Chamber on the Internet with the recital audio of this excerpt as the background music. The feeling was as vast and solemn as the morning bells of an ancient temple, which was shocking.

"It's better to keep this card for now..."

"If there is really no scene material suitable for [Red and White Collision], then take out this card and use it..."

Ji Nian thought to himself and carefully put away the material card.