Wang Xueba System

"Open the lottery drawing interface."

"Turntable lottery draw: The host can use achievement points to draw a lottery. Each lottery draw uses a minimum of 10 achievement points. The item rewards are random, and there is no upper limit on the value of the prize."

"Current achievement point balance: 10"

"Do you use the 10 achievement point lottery?"

"Draw." Luo Hao hesitated for a moment, but decided to draw a prize to test the waters.

The picture fluctuated in my mind, and a huge lottery roulette appeared, emitting a faint white light.

"Deduct 10 achievement points and start the lottery."

Before Luo Hao could see clearly what was on the turntable, the turntable began to spin following the system's notification tone.

"We must draw a better reward." Luo Hao prayed silently in his heart.

In just a few seconds, Luo Hao felt that it was extremely long.

Ding--

Congratulations to the host for acquiring the skill: Master Calligraphy Proficiency

Ding--

The rewards have been sent to the system backpack, please check it yourself.

"Huh... Fortunately, it's a skill. If you give me a pack of toilet paper, I'm going to cry to death." Luo Hao let out a long breath, "Open the system backpack."

Skill Card: Master Calligraphy Proficiency

Skill Type: Passive Skill

Skill Description: As the name suggests, this skill can improve the user's calligraphy level to master level.Currently limited to block letters, it can increase the user's perception when learning other fonts, achieving twice the result with half the effort.

use or not?

"Yes."

This time, in addition to a cool feeling across his mind, Luo Hao also felt a hot current rushing through his right hand.

"What's going on?" Luo Hao asked the system.

"Master-level calligraphy proficiency requires both brain memory and muscle memory, so when using the skill card, two memories will be injected at the same time. The host is writing with his right hand, so this time he will feel his right hand has changed." The system explained seriously. .

"Well, I'm relieved that it's not a bad thing. It's too late today, and I'll try the effect at school tomorrow." Luo Hao was satisfied.

……

"Mom, I'm leaving." Luo Hao greeted Luo Mu.

"Be careful on the road."

"Ride on my beloved little bicycle, it will never be stuck in traffic~" Luo Hao hummed a ditty while riding the bicycle.

Luo Hao's mood has been very good recently, just like the weather in Jin City recently.

"Morning, Brother Hao." Fatty Gao jumped out of nowhere, startling Luo Hao.

"I'll go, where did you jump out of?"

"I just arrived at the door, and I came over to say hello when I saw you. What are you thinking about so preoccupied? You can't be thinking about Huang Xiaohua again, right?" Fatty Gao joked, winking.

"Yes! I just miss Xiaoxi. How about it? Are you envious? You have no one to think about." Luo Hao said confidently.

"..." Fatty Gao said with a speechless expression on his face, "It's great to have a partner, isn't it. By the way, call Huang Xiaohua to have dinner with me at noon, I treat you."

"What do you want?" Luo Hao looked wary.

"Isn't it because you are so popular now that many people are asking you questions. I'm afraid I won't be ranked." Fatty Gao looked helpless, "So I invite you to dinner and let you eat my short mouth."

Luo Hao looked the fat man up and down: "Is this still the classmate Gao Tianyu I know? It's unbelievable that you still have such an idea. Let's eat together at noon, and go to the library after eating. I will give you a lecture. There's no one in the hall."

The two walked into the classroom, and a middle-aged man in his 30s was standing on the podium.This is their Chinese teacher, Li Guozheng, nicknamed "Big Ice Chip".

When Li Guozheng was in class, he often asked questions to test everyone's understanding. If someone got a wrong answer on a relatively basic question, he would be greeted with a sentence: I spit on your face.Over time, everyone likes to call him Big Binglian.

"Ms. Han didn't come today because I have something to do. I will answer your questions about Chinese in the early self-study time. The first big class is Chinese. I will send you a set of test papers. Everyone should do it, including the composition. After answering the test papers , hand in the composition part, and check the answers to the other parts by yourself, and come to me for answers if you have any questions." After the bell rang, Li Guozheng handed out the test paper after finishing speaking.

"Chinese test paper, just to test my new skills." Luo Hao thought to himself.

After the test papers were handed out, Luo Hao began to answer the papers, but just after filling in the name, Luo Hao was stunned.

"This... I wrote it?"

There is no imagining at all, you need to recall the horizontal and vertical writing in your mind, and you don’t have to think about the structure of the fonts. You just write subconsciously, and the written words are as neat, standardized and beautiful as they are printed. .

At this time, Luo Hao understood why master calligraphy proficiency would affect his right hand. It turned out that this is muscle memory.

After being overjoyed, Luo Hao began to answer the paper seriously.

Selection, filling in the blanks, translation, reading comprehension, each question was quickly completed by Luo Hao. It only took an hour until the composition was finished.This is because there are too many words to write in the composition and the need to conceive, which takes up a lot of time.

Luo Hao, who finished answering the test paper, took the composition part and walked to the podium: "Mr. Li, I have finished answering."

"Well, so quickly, let me have a look." Li Guozheng reached out to take the test paper.

"Huh? The handwriting is pretty good." Li Guozheng looked up at Luo Hao, "Have you ever practiced calligraphy? How long have you been practicing?"

"I've practiced by myself, and it's not long since I just practiced." Luo Hao smiled embarrassedly.

"I spit on your face. You have been practicing this handwriting since you were a child, so you can't write like this, but your handwriting was ugly before?" Li Guozheng asked Luo Hao with a glare.

"Well, my handwriting was actually pretty good before, but I was in a hurry and didn't write well." Luo Hao was embarrassed, and thought to himself: "This is embarrassing, I forgot about it."

"What you said is true?" Li Guozheng's eyes became dangerous.

"Ah? Haha... That Mr. Li, do you think what I said is true or false?" Luo Hao suddenly felt that no matter how he answered this question, he didn't answer it right.

"Whether what you say is true or not, I will write according to this standard in the answer sheet in the future. Let me see that your handwriting is not as good as this time, and I will chisel you to death."

"I'll chisel you to death" is another classic mantra of Li Guozheng.

"Okay, Mr. Li, I promise it will be fine." Luo Hao shrank his neck.

"It seems that when I have similar skills in the future, I will pay more attention. This time, I only write better and can handle it. I don't know what skills it will be next time." Luo Hao warned himself secretly in his heart.