Chapter 457 Calligraphy Master
[Host]: Ye Fan
[Knowledge]: Level Four (4027/10000)
[Intellect]: Level Five (105/100000)
[Physique]: Level Four (98/10000)
[Medical Skill]: Level Four (2/10000)
[Merit Points]: 60
[Experience Points]: 10242
[Skill]: Fountain of Inspiration
Ye Fan habitually glanced at the attribute panel, put down the clothes in his hand, turned around and walked to the corner of the room to find his suitcase. From the very inside, he took out a metal card.
"System, using Lucky Crit, can I exchange for a top-tier calligraphy skill with 60 merit points?"
Asked frankly!
Since he could ask the system, Ye Fan was too lazy to beat around the bush, directly asking in his mind what he was thinking at this moment.
System: "Can is can, but..."
"Can is enough."
Before the system could finish speaking, Ye Fan's mouth curled into a grin.
Isn't this settled then?
Waste?
No no no, Ye Fan didn't think it was a waste. In his eyes, as long as the problem could be solved, it was fine.
The system was silent for a moment, "Host, even after you use Lucky Crit and your own luck value skyrockets, if you want to exchange for a top-tier calligraphy skill with 60 merit points, I must intervene. Although the system rules do not explicitly prohibit this, because of the existence of the error correction program, if I intervene in the merit shop's skill refresh rules, I will have to sleep for at least ten days."
"Sleep for ten days?"
Ye Fan愣 (lèng - froze/was stunned) for several seconds, "And then?"
System: "Nothing more."
"Oh, I know, then sleep for ten days."
System: "…"
Unlucky to meet such a master!
There was still time before midnight. Ye Fan picked up his clothes and went into the bathroom, took a serious shower, lay on the bed and began to wait for midnight to arrive.
Two kinds of sounds mixed in the room: the tick-tock of the clock, and Ye Fan's breathing. As time slowly passed, the two sounds gradually merged, their rhythm and frequency unifying.
When there were three minutes left before midnight, Ye Fan's eyes glinted, silently recited in his mind: "Use."
"Ding——"
"Lucky Crit used. Host's own luck value will increase by a hundredfold for the next half hour. Please make good use of this hard-earned golden time."
At this moment, Ye Fan had a strange feeling.
As if in the unseen, he himself had sublimated. This feeling was indescribable, yet he could truly feel it. It seemed his whole person had become light and airy.
When the clock on the wall ticked to midnight, Ye Fan impatiently opened the Merit Shop in his mind. When he saw the description of the first item, his thin lips uncontrollably curled up.
Skill: Calligraphy Master.
Skill Description: Exchange to obtain top-tier level in one type of calligraphy, user can choose.
Price: 500 Merit Points (Limited-time special offer)
Without any hesitation, Ye Fan directly spent 50 merit points to exchange for this skill. The moment the exchange was successful, a selection page appeared in his mind.
Seal Script, Clerical Script, Regular Script, Running Script, Cursive Script!
Ye Fan lowered his head in thought, quickly made his final choice.
Running Script!
"Ding——"
Following this crisp mechanical sound beside his ear, a lot of unfamiliar knowledge surged into Ye Fan's mind, as well as countless calligraphy experiences being instilled.
At this time, if someone was in Ye Fan's room, they would find him at this moment as if he had lost his soul. His eyes were empty and lifeless, his shoulders slightly trembling.
This state lasted for nearly half an hour. The moment Ye Fan's eyes regained their spirit, his entire temperament underwent a heaven-and-earth-shattering change.
If describing the previous Ye Fan as a man like jade on a country path , now he was… an unparalleled sage !
The light of wisdom sparkling in his eyes, one glance would make people choose to automatically ignore his age, inexplicably giving rise to a mistaken sense of heartfelt admiration.
"Seems not bad..."
Ye Fan flipped through the knowledge in his mind, stood up and sat at the computer desk, took out paper and pen. In his mind, he began to memorize over and over again. His hands weren't idle either, constantly using related techniques.
Have to say, having a cheat is just good!
As soon as he started, Ye Fan could clearly feel the changes in himself.
The characters… so beautiful it's explosive!
Casually writing Ning Xi's name on the draft paper, every stroke and every line was like a dragon coiling and a snake slithering, clear, elegant, and unrestrained, long waves and big strokes, lifts and pauses rising and falling; could be said to be full of artistic conception.
"Hiss——"
Ye Fan looked down at the two characters 'Ning Xi' on the paper, couldn't help but suck in a cold breath, sighed secretly: "Sure enough, not just for show!"
At this time, he couldn't help but think of the sleeping system, feeling quite emotional in his heart.
This brother can be relied on, really comes through when needed!
If the system could hear Ye Fan's inner thoughts at this moment, don't know what it would think. Anyway, most likely it would say: Grandma Li's !
Night receded, daytime arrived. When a streak of purple light in the east shone upon the earth, light once again filled the entire mortal world.
All things slowly woke from slumber. Birds foraging outside the window chirped, adding a touch of color to the still somewhat monotonous mortal world.
The bedroom door was slowly pushed open. A beautiful figure tiptoed towards the bed, damp strands of black silk hair stuck to her snow-like skin, her jade feet lightly tiptoeing, afraid of making any sound.
"Still sleeping? Big lazy pig!"
Ning Xi saw him lying prone by the bed, propped her chin with her fair hand, faint dimples rippling. A mischievous thought suddenly arose in her heart. Her eyes looked towards the display shelf in the room, instantly had an idea.
"Achoo——"
A feather gently tickled Ye Fan's nose. In his sleep, he waved his hand and hit it. A clear sneezing sound followed.
Ning Xi covered her mouth and giggled, was just about to repeat the trick, but before the feather in her hand could touch Ye Fan, Ye Fan's voice suddenly sounded beside her ear.
"Having fun?"
"Good..."
Ning Xi had just said one word when she realized something was wrong. Looking up, her gaze happened to meet Ye Fan's. Her beautiful face instantly filled with guilt, "Wrong, wrong."
Ye Fan propped up his upper body with one hand. The thin silk quilt slightly slipped, his refined muscles exposed to the air. His beaming eyes filled with doting affection. He pulled the girl to sit on the edge of the bed, took the feather from her hand, "Xiao Xi, who did you learn all these from?"
"Watching TV..."
Ning Xi's gaze lingered on Ye Fan's abdominal muscles, her pretty face gradually turning red. With shy eyes, she turned her head aside.
Clearly rarely saw Gege exercise, yet his physique… so good.
As soon as this thought appeared in the girl's mind, she was so shy she covered her face with both hands.
Ahhh——
Where are you looking? I seem to have… become bad!
The girl's abnormal reaction naturally couldn't escape Ye Fan's eyes. He seemed to have sensed something, looked down and instantly understood everything. His thin lips, like a magnet, curled up. At the same time, it seemed to gather the morning sunlight, his smile exceptionally dazzling.
"Xiao Xi."
"…Hmm?"
"Don't be shy, you can look openly and aboveboard. Anyway, sooner or later it will all be yours."
"…"