Writing (lv1): The articles you write are pretty good.
Photographic memory (lv1): You can remember things you have seen if you think about it carefully.
Plant Knowledge (lv1): You know almost all the common plants on earth.
Fists and kicks (lv1): It should be no problem to beat two or three opponents of the same level with bare hands.
Opera (lv1): The level of a senior apprentice in Liyuan.
Western Painting (lv1): Can a painting be sold for 100?
Breeding (lv1): The livestock you raise are all fat and strong.
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The skill rewards for the second grade are obviously much better than those for the first grade, especially during the two years when they were "suppressed by force" by Cinnabar, the boxing and kicking skills that they have been dreaming about have come.
After getting this skill, Ma Xiaolong raised his fists and kicks to level 3 without hesitation.
Fists and kicks (lv3): I want to fight ten!
Seeing his current strength, Ma Xiaolong was full of confidence: Cinnabar! Cinnabar! From then on, offense and defense became easier.
At that time, Ma Xiaolong was very arrogant and wanted to seek revenge from Zhu Sha, but when he saw Zhu Sha's face, he softened his heart.
Forget it, women are meant for pain, not for beating. As long as she studies hard in the future and doesn't copy my homework, I'll spare her!
But these are level 3 fists and kicks. If you don’t find someone to beat them up, it’s really unreasonable.
Who should I get a beating from?
The person who killed Zhu Sha in his previous life immediately appeared in his mind.
But here comes the problem. In his previous life, he only heard hearsay that it was Zhu Zhiqiang's men who did it, but Zhu Zhiqiang had so many men that he didn't know which one harmed Zhu Sha.
But it's not that there are no clues. With Zhu Sha's force value, the person who can harm her must also have a very high force value. Later, he has to ask Zhu Sha to find out who among Zhu Zhiqiang's men is the most powerful?
His fists and feet were out of use for a while, so Ma Xiaolong turned his attention to the other six skills.
Writing? Yes, it is useful for writing essays. Upgrade it to a level.
Photographic memory? This must be upgraded to a higher level. First upgrade it to two levels.
Plant knowledge? Well, upgrade it! It’s always good to know more about flowers and plants.
Opera? Let’s upgrade it to another level! In my last life, Chinese opera was very popular. You must be able to do this.
Western painting? The level of 100 yuan is definitely not good, why not 1000 yuan! Upgrade to a level.
Breeding? It is estimated that it will also increase production. Treat them equally and upgrade them to one level.
After leveling up, the suffix descriptions of skills look much better.
Writing (lv2): Your writing skills are quite good.
Photographic memory (lv3): You can recall things you have seen just thinking about them.
Plant Cognition (lv2): You know all the plants that have been discovered on the earth.
Fists and kicks (lv3): I want to fight ten!
Opera (lv2): You are not far from the corner.
Western Painting (lv2): Expand your reputation and make it more expensive.
Breeding (lv2): The livestock you raise have high meat quality and can be sold at a higher price.
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In fact, Ma Xiaolong also wanted to upgrade his writing to a new level and write the novel version of "Legend of Sword and Fairy", but he didn't have enough skill points, just 4 points short.
Of course, he could write with his current writing style, but he tried to write a few hundred words, but he couldn't write the kind of fairy-tale artistic conception he wanted. He had no choice but to wait a few more months.
Summer vacation is coming.
In the past year, Ma Xiaolong has not been idle. This summer vacation, he plans to take a good vacation for himself.
First of all, catch Zhu Sha and Ma Xiaofeng, a pair of sleeping dragons and phoenixes: "Write your summer homework well!"
Zhusha frowned and Ma Xiaofeng frowned.
Don’t want to do homework.×2
"I recently learned oil painting." Ma Xiaolong said: "Whoever finishes writing first, I will paint a portrait for him, ensuring that the painting is just like a real person."
"Really!?" The two women's eyes lit up. No woman can refuse to take pictures, let alone portraits.
"When did I lie to you?" Ma Xiaolong said: "Write quickly! Don't even think about the slow one."
"Yeah, yeah." The two women immediately started writing quickly, and they didn't even look distressed at all.
In the final analysis, if you don't want to do homework, you just want to have fun. It will be different if you give it some motivation.
Soon, Zhusha poked his head over, and Ma Xiaolong immediately stood up and distanced himself: "Don't even think about copying me."
Zhusha snorted: If you don’t copy it, you won’t copy it.
…
The next morning.
"It's finished!" Ma Xiaofeng dropped the mechanical pencil and cheered: "Brother, draw for me!"
"..."
Ma Xiaolong picked up her summer vacation homework and sneered at just one glance: "Almost all are wrong, how dare you say you've finished it?"
"Then I don't care. You only said who should finish writing and who should draw it first. You didn't say whether it was right or wrong." Ma Xiaofeng defended confidently.
"..." Ma Xiaolong rolled up his summer homework.
Ma Xiaofeng saw something bad and ran downstairs screaming.
"Run! I told you to run!" Ma Xiaolong chased her from upstairs to downstairs, kicked her to the ground, jumped on her and beat her violently.
A few minutes later, Ma Xiaofeng sat in front of the desk with her head covered with tears, reworking her homework with tears in her eyes, and no longer dared to act like a monster.
Zhusha didn't raise her head the whole time. In the past year, she had seen so many scenes like this that she felt numb.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, Zhu Sha stopped writing, stretched, and said with a smile: "I'm done."
"Oh? Let me take a look." Ma Xiaolong handed her a popsicle and began to check her homework.
Licking a popsicle with cinnabar makes the heat disappear.
Half an hour later, Ma Xiaolong marked two wrong questions and said with a smile: "Not bad, I'll draw for you later."
"Why do you want to look back?" Zhu Sha couldn't wait that long: "Let's paint now."
Since Cinnabar insists.
"All right!"
Since acquiring the skill of Western painting, Ma Xiaolong has purchased professional painting tools. With his current proficiency level of lv2, there is no need to start with novice oil painting paper, so he directly bought an oil canvas, and the cost suddenly increased.
Judging from the system's suffix description, Ma Xiaolong's current Western painting skills are no less than those of professional painters. As long as he is famous enough, he can sell for a relatively high price, which shows how skilled the painting industry is.
After the preparations were completed, Ma Xiaolong began to write.
Zhusha frowned slightly and asked, "Don't you watch me draw?"
"No need to look." Ma Xiaolong said casually, "It's all in my head!"
Lv3's photographic memory is really useful.
"..." Zhusha's face turned red, and she walked to the window and looked out at the scenery.
There is no scenery outside the window. They are all old bungalows and there is not much to see.
On the contrary, the old people sitting outside and the children playing around formed a landscape.
Cinnabar holds her chin in her hands, looking happy.
…
In order to retain a sense of mystery, Ma Xiaolong asked Zhu Sha to leave the study and show her the painting when it was finished. Zhu Sha agreed with a smile.
Ma Xiaofeng was crying while doing her homework.
During dinner, Zhusha asked him if he had finished painting.
"Two more hours will be enough." Ma Xiaolong said.
"Is oil painting so labor-intensive?" Liu Ying asked.
Thanks to Cinnabar's publicity, the whole family knew that he was painting oil paintings.
"Oil painting is a painting method that constantly corrects mistakes. I want to make the painting as refined as possible, so I have to keep correcting it, which is quite time-consuming." Ma Xiaolong took a mouthful of noodles and said: "It won't be necessary in the future. I don't want to paint.
It’s too much trouble.”
"Tsk, I still want you to draw me a picture! Forget it." Liu Ying was a little disappointed, but expressed understanding.
Ma Xiaolong chuckled and said, "It's okay. I'll draw one for my family later and hang it in the house for you to see every day."
"Hahaha..." The whole family laughed, and Ma Xiaofeng burst into laughter, and several of the bumps on her head disappeared.
…
At nine-thirty in the evening, Ma Xiaolong looked at the cinnabar on the canvas. Even though it was painted by his own hands, he was amazed and boasted repeatedly.
It’s so beautiful, and my painting is so beautiful.
After the outer layer of paint solidified, Ma Xiaolong used a hair dryer to speed up the drying of the oil painting. While blowing it, he complained: "It's too troublesome to break the oil painting. If I don't have a million in the future, I will be like a dog if I paint again."
Because of the trouble, Zhusha waited until ten o'clock in the evening to see the painting.
Not only Cinnabar, the whole family ran upstairs to see what the oil painting painted by Ma Xiaolong looked like?
When Ma Xiaolong lifted the cloth covering the oil painting, everyone let out an exclamation.
On the canvas, there is the appearance of Zhu Sha wearing the Hanfu with charm +5 the year before last, with double bun, red cloak, and plum snow as a foil, which is incredibly beautiful.
Ma Xiaolong slightly blurred the image to add a hazy beauty, but also covered up the Bodhisattva's figure with Charm +5, making everyone feel amazed but not distracted.
"This is so beautiful!" Liu Ying's eyes flickered, and she grabbed Ma Xiaolong's wrist excitedly: "Xiaolong, remember to draw your mother beautifully, so that she can also amaze others."
"...Haha." It's okay to be pretty, but if you don't have good looks, don't even think about the stunning effect of cinnabar.
Ma Xiaofeng looked at the painting and burst into tears: I obviously finished it first.
Grandma praised: "Our cinnabar is just beautiful, like a fairy."
Grandpa nodded cheerfully: "I have lived for sixty years, and I have never seen a little girl prettier than Cinnabar."
Ma Qiangsheng: “…”
Faced with the compliments from everyone, Zhu Sha just smiled with her eyes narrowed, and her smile was particularly beautiful.
…
At eleven o'clock in the evening, Ma Xiaolong took a shower and walked into the bedroom with a popsicle. Ma Xiaofeng in the cubicle was still holding a handheld computer and playing games, while Zhu Sha was sitting on the bedside, holding a copy of "Sword and Fairy" in his hand.
"Xia Biography".
Seeing him come in, he smiled and said, "Why didn't you blow dry your hair?"
"My hair is short, it will be dry in a while." Ma Xiaolong walked to the bed and sat down: "Lean in."
Zhusha moved inside, and Ma Xiaolong sat on the head of the bed, took a bite of the popsicle, and said, "How many times have you seen it? You still haven't seen enough!"
Zhu Sha smiled slightly: "This Lin Yue is as picturesque as me. I can't get enough of it."
"Well……"
Indeed, after Ma Xiaolong painted himself as Li Xiaoyao, he directly put the cinnabar face on Lin Yueru, and Zhao Ling'er...
"I just didn't expect you to draw Xiaojun as Zhao Ling'er." Zhu Sha narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Do you have any thoughts about Xiaojun?"
"No, absolutely not!" Ma Xiaolong firmly denied: "I just think Xiaojun's face has a silly and naive aura, which is more in line with Zhao Ling'er's image." He paused: "I originally wanted to draw you, but you and Zhao Ling'er
My image doesn’t quite fit, but Lin Yueru is more like you.”
Zhu Sha narrowed her eyes and looked at him. After listening to his explanation, she smiled and said, "Okay, I believe what you said."
"That's pretty much it." Ma Xiaolong breathed a sigh of relief and took another bite of the popsicle.
Mmm, sweet.
Zhu Sha looked at him, smiled and said, "Let me have a taste."
"Here...uh!"
Ma Xiaolong opened his eyes wide, and the touch on his cheek was so unexpected.
Cinnabar's lips parted at the first touch, and with a slight blush on her face, she said, "Thank you for the painting."