When Yan Wei learned about Wen Ziying's class, Xia Yu did not come to the door immediately.

He came to the door with his front foot, and the other party's body was borrowed, which was too obvious.

After school, he stood in the corridor outside Wen Ziying's class, pretending to be waiting for others.

Just take a look from a distance and you can start the game without getting close.

Wen Ziying came out a little late. The girls who walked around Xia Yu looked at Xia Yu whispering, which made Xia Yu feel a little awkward.

Originally, he had some fame in school, but later he became a popular figure due to the Cultural Festival. This time he entered the musical instrument competition and has become the most famous person in the school.

If Yan Wei hadn't intentionally revealed that he had a girlfriend, his life wouldn't have been as peaceful as it is now.

That's it, the girls were still ready to move, and a few brave ones came forward to say hello to him and tried to talk to him.

Xia Yu passed by perfunctorily.

Ten minutes after the school bell, Wen Ziying finally left the classroom.

He was a capable and mature girl with a hint of nobility and coldness.

She has a beautiful face. When she debuted in her second year of high school, the novel she wrote was actually quite immature. It was entirely the title of the most beautiful writer in the district run by the publishing house, and it became a bestseller.

The publisher used her photos as peripherals to broadcast them, which greatly boosted sales.

Later, her writing level improved rapidly and she no longer needed such operations.

When Xia Yu discovered Wen Ziying, Wen Ziying also discovered Xia Yu. The girls walking around Xia Yu were looking at him, which was very obvious.

Is this the piano player?

Of course, Wen Ziying also knew Xia Yu. She had said a few words to Xia Yu in the literary club before.

Want to say hello?

Forget it, it seems that he doesn't lack women to say hello to him.

Walking peacefully before Xia Yu, Wen Ziying suddenly felt a flash in front of her.

What's going on?

Wen Ziying wanted to stop and confirm whether there was anything wrong with her body, but her body did not stop.

what happened!

The girl became panicked and she asked for help, but her voice only echoed in her mind.

Xia Yu heard the girl's shout, but he did not answer, and there was someone else next to him.

When he arrived at a remote place, he opened his mouth: "Don't call, it's me."

Unexpectedly, his body would not only walk by itself, but also speak by itself. Wen Ziying was shocked.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"I said it was me."

"Do you think you're a telecommunications fraud? Do I have to cooperate and say 'Oh oh oh oh, it's you'?"

This girl is very good at complaining.

"I am the future you, and I have something important to come here." Xia Yu felt that Wen Ziying was not an alien who would believe, so he changed his words.

Wen Ziying couldn't determine whether what Xia Yu said was true. She followed Xia Yu's words and asked: "What's the matter?"

"Confidential matters."

“So what do you want to do?”

"Don't worry, I will leave after I achieve my goal. Now tell me where your home is?"

"Aren't you the future me? I don't know where my home is?" Wen Ziying asked in a sarcastic tone.

"I am you seventy years later. When you reach the age of ninety, you can still remember where you lived when you were twenty?" Xia Yu said calmly.

"I'm seventeen years old!" Wen Ziying corrected.

"Okay OK, seventeen."

Xia Yu asked again, and under the guidance of the girl, he came to Wen Ziying's home.

It was an ordinary commercial house.

When he entered the home and came to the bedroom, Xia Yu first called out the bonus panel and took a look.

[Language bonus lv1, inspiration bonus lv1, screenwriter bonus lv1]

There is no bonus for writing!

After taking a closer look, Xia Yu's doubt disappeared.

Novel creation is about telling a story, and screenwriters are also telling a story. With the talent of language, it is not difficult to become a best-selling writer.

Words are also a kind of language.

At the same time, Chinese is a language and English is also a language. With this, he can master other languages.

He put his sight on the last bonus again.

Inspiration should be used to create inspiration, which is not only used in story creation, but also in painting creation and music creation.

However, Xia Yu is not planning to do anything at present, and it has no effect for the time being.

"What are you going to do?" Wen Ziying asked Xia Yu again.

"Learn a foreign language." Xia Yu replied.

"You're dreaming!" Wen Ziying's reaction was fierce.

"...I mean literally," Xia Yu explained.

Wen Ziying did not immediately answer Xia Yu that this kind of self-indulgent will be very embarrassing no matter who happens to him.

"Where did I start learning?" Xia Yu gave the girl a step.

"So, from the future, did you forget the English you knew before?" Wen Ziying exposed Xia Yu's lie.

Sighing, Xia Yu said, "Forget it, let me tell you. Fifty years later, a group of whimpers crawled out of the cave and occupied the world. They eliminated all human language memories, so that humans could only make whimpering sounds and could not communicate, so they could not organize to resist them."

"I came here just to reproduce human language and organize humans to overthrow the rule of the yelling monster." Xia Yu was very happy.

"Do you say I believe it?" Wen Ziying asked.

"Then you used to believe that your body would be controlled by others?" Xia Yu asked back.

The girl did not answer, she skipped the topic and started teaching directly.

After hanging all the nineteen experience cards, Xia Yu learned it very quickly even if the language is difficult.

Eight hours passed and back to his body, his language skills had reached lv3.

At this level, living in the second district is no longer a problem.

As long as the game skills are reached on the one hand, the remaining aspects will be upgraded to the corresponding level.

The lv3 language, in addition to different languages ​​such as English, French, Russian, and also gives Xia Yu the ability to grasp the text.

For example, when I saw the sea before, I could only sigh onomatopoeia, but now, some rhetoric such as metaphor and parallelism can be used to describe it.

Unless you do writing, this ability has no effect.

Importantly, the foreign language problem has finally been solved.

After pointing out the column, Xia Yu deleted Wen Ziying and calculated how many days it would take to add An Siyao.

Today is late at night on the 19th, and in a dozen minutes it will be the 20th. On the 26th, it will be the third race, and there are still six days left.

You will be able to see An Siyao in six days.

The column has been vacated for An Siyao, but Xia Yu has not yet come up with an answer in his heart.

Forget it, let it go naturally. First set a small goal of 3 billion monthly flow of water, so that you can afford it if you want to raise it.

Lying on the bed, Xia Yu went to sleep.

After the sun rose, he went downstairs to buy an Arctic Daily, which did not find any missing person notices for Akalin. There was no problem with An Siyao.
Chapter completed!