Knowing Wen Ziying’s class from Yan Wei, Xia Yu didn’t approach immediately.
If he showed up first and then her body was taken over, it would be too obvious.
After school, he stood in the corridor outside Wen Ziying’s class, pretending to wait for someone.
He only needed a distant glance to activate the game; there was no need to get close.
Wen Ziying came out rather late. Girls passing by Xia Yu whispered and gossiped, making him feel uncomfortable.
Originally, he already had some reputation at school. Later, due to the cultural festival events, he gained more attention. Recently, he advanced all the way to the musical instrument competition, becoming the most famous person in the entire school.
If Yan Wei hadn’t intentionally revealed that he already had a girlfriend, his life wouldn’t have remained this peaceful.
Despite this, girls still showed interest. A few bolder ones approached him to greet and strike up a conversation.
Xia Yu fended them off politely.
Ten minutes after the dismissal bell, Wen Ziying finally emerged from the classroom.
She was a sharp and mature-looking girl, exuding a touch of nobility and cold beauty.
She had a pretty face. When she debuted in her sophomore year, the novel she wrote was somewhat immature. It became a bestseller mainly due to the publisher’s marketing as the “most beautiful writer” in the district.
At that time, the publisher released her photos as promotional material, which greatly boosted sales.
Later, her writing skills rapidly improved, making such marketing unnecessary.
When Xia Yu noticed Wen Ziying, she also noticed him. The girls around Xia Yu were all looking at him; it was very obvious.
Is this the one who plays the piano?
Wen Ziying naturally recognized Xia Yu. Previously in the literature club, they had exchanged a few words.
Should she greet him?
No, it seemed he didn’t lack women greeting him.
Walking calmly past Xia Yu, Wen Ziying suddenly felt a dizziness.
What happened?
Wen Ziying wanted to stop and check if anything was wrong with her body, but her body didn’t stop.
What’s going on!
Panicked, the girl tried to call for help, but the sound only echoed in her mind.
Xia Yu heard the girl’s cry, but he didn’t respond; there were others nearby.
When they reached a more secluded spot, he finally spoke, “Don’t scream. It’s me.”
Wen Ziying didn’t expect her body not only to walk on its own but also to speak.
“Who are you?” she asked.
“I already said, it’s me.”
“Do you think you’re a telecom scammer? Should I cooperate by saying, ‘Oh, it’s you’?”
This girl sure knows how to throw sarcastic remarks.
“I’m your future self, here on urgent business.” Xia Yu figured Wen Ziying wouldn’t believe in aliens, so he changed his story.
Wen Ziying couldn’t confirm whether Xia Yu’s words were true. She continued with his narrative, asking, “What business?”
“Confidential.”
“So what do you want to do?”
“Don’t worry. I’ll leave once my goal is achieved. For now, tell me where you live.”
“Aren’t you supposed to be my future self? Don’t you know where I live?” Wen Ziying asked mockingly.
“I’m you from seventy years later. Do you think you’ll remember where you lived at twenty when you’re ninety?” Xia Yu replied calmly.
“I’m seventeen!” Wen Ziying corrected him.
“Alright, alright, seventeen.”
Xia Yu asked again and followed Wen Ziying’s directions to her home.
It was an ordinary residential apartment.
After entering the house and reaching the bedroom, Xia Yu first pulled up the bonus panel to check.
[Language Bonus Lv1, Inspiration Bonus Lv1, Screenwriting Bonus Lv1]
There wasn’t even a writing bonus!
Looking closer, Xia Yu’s confusion faded.
Writing a novel is telling a story, just like screenwriting is telling a story. Combined with language talent, becoming a best-selling author wasn’t difficult.
After all, writing is a form of language. Whether Chinese or English, with this ability, he could master other languages.
His gaze shifted to the final bonus.
Inspiration likely referred to creative inspiration, useful not only for story creation but also for painting and music composition.
However, Xia Yu had no immediate plans for creative work, so it wasn’t useful for now.
“What are you going to do?” Wen Ziying asked Xia Yu again.
“Learn a foreign language.” Xia Yu answered.
“You must be dreaming!” Wen Ziying reacted strongly.
“…I meant it literally.” Xia Yu explained.
Wen Ziying didn’t immediately respond to Xia Yu. Such a misunderstanding would be awkward for anyone.
“Where should I start?” Xia Yu offered the girl an easy way out.
“So, future me, did you forget the English you originally knew?” Wen Ziying exposed Xia Yu’s lie.
Sighing, Xia Yu said, “Fine, I’ll tell you. In fifty years, a group of ‘Yingying’ monsters crawled out from underground caves, conquering the globe. They erased all human language memory, leaving humans only able to make ‘Yingying’ sounds, unable to communicate or organize resistance against them.”
“I came here to restore human language and organize humanity to overthrow the Yingying monsters.” Xia Yu made it up happily.
“You expect me to believe that?” Wen Ziying asked.
“Then did you believe your body could be controlled by others before this?” Xia Yu countered.
The girl didn’t answer. She skipped the topic and started teaching directly.
Equipping all nineteen experience cards, even if the language was difficult, Xia Yu learned quickly.
Eight hours later, returning to his own body, his language skill had already reached Lv3.
At this level, living in District Two would pose no problem.
Game skills, once one aspect met the upgrade condition, would elevate other aspects to the corresponding level.
Lv3 language not only covered other district languages like English, French, and Russian but also gave Xia Yu the ability to grasp textual expression.
For example, previously, when seeing the ocean, he could only make onomatopoeic exclamations. Now, he could use rhetorical devices like metaphors and parallelism to describe it.
Unless engaging in writing, this ability had little use.
Most importantly, the foreign language issue was finally resolved.
Clicking on the roster, Xia Yu removed Wen Ziying and began calculating how many days remained before he could add back An Siyao.
It was late on the nineteenth; in a few more minutes, it would be the twentieth. The three competitions would be on the twenty-sixth, leaving six days.
In six days, he would see An Siyao.
The roster had already been cleared for An Siyao, but Xia Yu still hadn’t reached a conclusion in his heart.
Well, let things take their natural course. First, set a small goal of thirty billion monthly revenue. That way, he could afford to support her.
Lying on the bed, Xia Yu fell asleep.
After sunrise, he went downstairs and bought an Arctic Daily. There was no missing person notice for Ackarin, indicating An Siyao had no issues.
Reassured, he headed to Baimao.
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