บท 394: Inspiration

Chen Mu really wanted that move of Wei-ah's. As he was by then, if Chen Mu really liked some toy he wanted to get, he wouldn't put it down until he was having fun with it.

He practiced the move for three days in a row. But he had never imagined that no matter how hard he worked at it, he could never completely realize the move. He wasn't discouraged by that but only felt it a little strange and surprising. He had previously always been able to do the things Wei-ah taught him as soon as he learned them. That time, though, he never did make any substantial progress.

There was a light popping sound in front of Chen Mu, followed by his muffled grunt as a sharp pain came from his elbow. By the time he pulled back his elbow, he saw that his joint was a little swollen.