Chapter 1: The beginning is considered stupid
Chapter 1: The beginning is considered stupid
"Sao Nian, do you want to become stronger?"
By the wall, Yang Xiaofan's handsome eyebrows were twisted together.
He was very sure that a curtain of light had appeared in his mind a few days ago.
But no matter whether he went to the hospital for a check-up or saw a psychiatrist, he got only one result.
He suffered brain damage and hallucinations because he stayed up late playing games.
In short - brain-dead!
"I'm only a sophomore in college. I haven't married a beautiful, rich woman yet, become a CEO, or reached the pinnacle of my life. Is my life going to end just like that?"
Yang Xiaofan was extremely depressed.
Gu Hao, a fat friend, appeared out of nowhere, patted Yang Xiaofan on the shoulder, and said comfortingly:
"Old Yang, don't be sad. My mom said that as long as the brain disability is not congenital, it can basically be cured. Many vegetative patients have become lively and energetic after modern medical treatment."
"Get lost! I'm not stupid."
Yang Xiaofan glared at Gu Hao angrily, but felt even sadder in his heart.
It's so hard to feel that no one is willing to believe in you.
Gu Hao was not angry about his performance, and his expression was quite understanding.
"Xiao Fan, I know it's hard for you to accept it for a while. But it doesn't matter. You'll get used to it over time. This is the 10,000 yuan donated by me and my classmates to you. You can use it to buy some walnuts to nourish your brain. Maybe it will make you feel better."
After saying that, before Yang Xiaofan could react, Gu Hao had already stuffed the money into Yang Xiaofan's hand and ran away.
"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. Remember to sign in for me."
"Your uncle!"
After cursing, Yang Xiaofan looked down at the thick stack of money in his hand, and his eyes couldn't help but become moist.
Have I really become a moron?
Do I have to rely on other people's charity to live in the future?
However, at this moment, the words on the screen suddenly changed.
"Host's assets have been detected and have reached the minimum recharge standard. The Universal God-making Plan has been initiated. Do you want to recharge?"
"What the hell? The Universal God-making Plan? Recharge?"
Yang Xiaofan's body trembled, and then he realized that there was an additional recharge entrance on the light curtain.
With curiosity, Yang Xiaofan clicked on the recharge entrance and selected the lowest recharge.
The ten thousand yuan in his hand disappeared in an instant.
"I rely on!"
Yang Xiaofan was shocked. Did he see a ghost in broad daylight?
At the same time, the screen changed again, like a shopping mall interface.
The things inside are varied.
There are the ways of martial arts, painting, literature, calligraphy, medicine, and singing.
There is also memory, vision, and hearing.
There are all kinds of dazzling skills, and long experience bars behind them.
The upper left corner of the interface is the recharge entrance, and the upper right corner is the ten thousand yuan just recharged.
"Congratulations to the host for the successful first recharge. The first recharge reward is ten times, and the reward is an experience card."
After the interface prompted again, Yang Xiaofan saw that the assets in the upper right corner had become 100,000, and there was an item column below, with an experience card lying quietly in it.
"Experience card, can increase any skill by 1 million experience points."
Yang Xiaofan clicked on the painting skill without hesitation.
After a flash of light, the painting skill progressed from novice to entry level, to mastery, and finally to the grandmaster level with 30% experience before it stopped.
At the same time, countless insights suddenly appeared in Yang Xiaofan's mind, and even his body seemed to have a sense of coordination that he had never had before!
"Fuck, that's awesome!"
Yang Xiaofan clenched his fists and couldn't help but swear.
He picked up a few pieces of charcoal directly from the ground and began to paint on the wall smoothly.
Everything is so easy and freehand, as if he has been practicing painting for more than decades!
In less than ten minutes, Yang Xiaofan had painted a landscape painting of Cangshan Mountains and flowing water.
“I drew this!”
When Yang Xiaofan saw the painting he had drawn, he couldn't believe his eyes.
So realistic!
He had never seen such a realistic landscape painting!
Both in terms of painting skills and artistic conception, it has reached the point where the fake is indistinguishable from the real thing.
It turned out that the light curtain in his mind was not an illusion caused by a mental retardation, but a magical golden finger in the novel.
Sent!
This time I’m really rich!
However, before Yang Xiaofan had time to be happy, a cry of surprise came from afar.
"Hey! You little bastard over there, who told you to scribble on the wall? Which class are you in?"
"Oops."
His face changed and Yang Xiaofan ran away.
If I get caught by the security guard, not only will I have to pay compensation, but I'm afraid I'll have to inform the whole school.
That would be a big loss.
However, just after he passed by, a graceful figure carrying a painting board passed by here. Without noticing, she saw this landscape painting and dropped the expensive painting board on her back to the ground.
"Oh, I bought it!"
Yang Xiaofan swore that he had never run so fast in his life.
Because he suddenly thought that if he was caught by the security guard, it might not just be a fine and a school-wide notice.
After knowing this, will the classmates think that they are really mentally retarded and that they are like children and scribble on the wall?
By then, I might really become famous throughout the school.
"Hoo~! Hoo~!"
After finally escaping back to the classroom, Yang Xiaofan was exhausted and panting.
However, the students were all getting ready for class and no one noticed him.
As soon as I arrived at the class, an old lady wearing a plain cheongsam, holding a book, slowly walked into the classroom.
Seeing her coming, the classmates immediately stood in awe.
"Hello, Professor Xiao."
Professor Xiao nodded.
Having been influenced by books for a long time, she is very elegant and when she wears a cheongsam, she looks like an elder in the family, which is quite intimidating.
"Are all the students here? We won't take roll call today. I'll just find a few students and do a spot check on the content of the last class."
"In the last class, we studied Zhuangzi's Happy Journey. Let's ask a classmate to give us a brief explanation."
"Um, Yang Xiaofan, is he from your class?"
Yang Xiaofan had just finished catching his breath and had not had time to study the light screen in his mind when, in the blink of an eye, he heard his name being called. For a moment, he was dumbfounded.
In the last class, although he was also learning, he was playing games after school. How could he remember Xiaoyaoyou? Not to mention explaining it.
Damn it, it can’t be that tragic, right?
"Who is Yang Xiaofan? Please stand up."
Professor Xiao shouted again, and Yang Xiaofan had no choice but to stand up.
At this time, a girl couldn't help but raise her hand and said:
"Teacher, can you please stop asking Yang Xiaofan to explain?"
Yang Xiaofan took a glance and saw that it was the class monitor Qin Nuanyu. She was warm-hearted, caring about her classmates, and beautiful. She had always been the secret crush of the boys in the class.
Her performance at this moment made Yang Xiaofan couldn't help but feel grateful to her.
Professor Xiao was a little confused:
"Student Qin, why don't you let Student Yang explain?"
Qin Nuanyu quietly turned around and glanced at Yang Xiaofan, her eyes full of pity and sympathy.
Then, she whispered to Professor Xiao:
"Professor Xiao, Yang has suffered brain damage in the past two days and has been diagnosed as mentally retarded by the doctor."
(End of this chapter)