After the breakfast time ended, Yuan Zhou habitually sat in the shady place by the door and began to practice sculpting.
It was a must for Yuan Zhou to practice diligently every day. The passing tourists and the customers waiting for lunch peeked at Yuan Zhou from time to time out of curiosity and admiration, but they didn't go up to disturb him.
The first one was to travel to Chengdu. All the guides indicated that one could see Yuan Zhou at Taoxi road, but they didn't allow anyone to disturb him.
Secondly, the people from the queuing Committee were not to be trifled with. Once someone had the intention to disturb them, they would stop them in time and in a low voice.
Of course, they wouldn't care about the people that Yuan Zhou knew.
For example, master Cheng who had arrived in a hurry.
"Master." Master Cheng said while looking at the moment when Yuan Zhou stopped his hand.
"Eh? You've finished your homework?" Yuan Zhou asked habitually.
