The round wooden carving remained motionless, and the little girl's peach blossom eyes gradually lost their luster. But soon, she cheered up again, picked up the piece of skin she had made that was not up to standard, and prepared to take it apart and practice again. She refused to believe that she could not make the shape of a bear cub.

"I'll draw a two-dimensional plan for the bear cub. Shuangshuang, don't worry, we'll break down the plan and piece it together little by little, starting small and growing big. Eventually, we'll be able to make the best skin for the bear cub." April touched Cheng Shuang's delicate little face, her aloof expression slightly encouraging.

“Yeah! I’ll go to the mall and see if they have any similar textbooks. What if there’s a library at a rest stop nearby?” Sun Han rubbed his nose and turned back to the cashier.

The others also whispered words of advice to her, treating her like a porcelain doll.

Cheng Shuang knew that her appearance had worried her companions. Just as she was about to apologize and thank them, she heard a soft gurgling sound in her ear.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned their heads to see the wooden sphere growing larger and larger until it started spinning rapidly, causing a breeze to stir around them.

As the breeze stopped, a slender boy appeared before everyone with a bewildered look on his face. He had a white cloth wrapped around his waist, which made his limbs appear even thinner and his skin so white that it was almost translucent.

He then yawned lazily and asked, half-awake, "I'm hungry. Is dinner ready?"

This was Tao's first appearance at a convenience store, and he received his first nickname from everyone: the little foodie beast!

Tao, the foodie, is actually quite skilled at sewing. He has seen women in primitive tribes sew fur toys for children many times, and they do it quite well.

He taught Cheng Shuang step by step and even sewed a fine edge seal on his already worn-out white cloth.