Mystery Makes Me Strong

After returning home, Wen Rensheng, who delivered the gift ahead of time, was applauded by everyone after distributing the gift.

"My son is filial. He can buy such a great gift for his mother." Ouyang Ling took a bottle of top skin care products and looked left and right.

The brand name of the skin care product is "Xuanmi". It is said to be made of seabed volcanic mud.

Wen Rende was unhappy, holding a red coral that was more than one foot tall, very depressed: "This thing can't be eaten, can't be used, what are you doing with it? Why don't you buy me two sets? Advanced Tang suits, Hanfu or something?"

"You're content, old guy, there's no instructions on this, you can calm your mind and help you sleep..." Ouyang Ling pointed to the packaging below and said.

"Who knows if it's Title D?" Wen Rende put the coral aside.

Wu Shanshan is rubbing a strange-shaped seabed rock, like a fish bone, like a fossil, and it feels a little warm in the palm of her hand. The gaze she looks at Wen Rensheng is also a bit strange.

Everyone else has gifts.

"Woo woo, woo woo..." Zhao Han was holding an equally magical conch, blowing it around in the living room, very excited.

"Don't blow it, it makes me dizzy. This spicy strip made of kelp and seaweed is delicious, do you want to eat it?" Wang Wenwen held a red food bag in his left hand and a food box in his right, and invited Zhao Han. .

"I don't want to eat, I want to keep my body in shape. Yesterday I went back to my uncle's house to see my aunt. After he saw me, he was very pleased to say that there are people who follow him, saying that my body shape will catch up with him in the future." Zhao Han put down the conch, very envious. , but firmly refused.

Wang Wenwen patted his little fat belly: "Cut, if you like it or not, it happens that I make a round by myself."

"That, Wenwen. After eating, rest for a while before exercising and consuming calories." Wu Liansong looked at a bottle of sea cucumber wine and said casually.

"Understood, uncle, you are just like my mother. It's really annoying." Wang Wenwen went to the second floor with the snack in his arms.

Wen Rensheng also followed up to the second floor.

On the spacious balcony on the second floor, Wang Wenwen was leaning on the reclining chair, throwing spicy sticks into his mouth, blowing the cool autumn wind, and looking at the beautiful scenery of Dongshui Nanqiu, not to mention how pleasant it is.

"You should know magic painting, right?" Wen Rensheng stood behind her and asked.

Wang Wenwen was so excited that he almost choked, turned his head and said, "Uh, uncle, don't be so elusive, it's easy to scare people."

"Oh, answer my question." Wen Rensheng repeated.

"How did you know? Yes, I showed you a hand. Do you want to learn?" Wang Wenwen rolled his eyes and immediately guessed what Wen Rensheng was thinking.

"Ok."

Wang Wenwen shook his head and said, "This is very difficult. You can't chew too much. I think you have to practice your eyes and boxing every day... and then learn this from me. Do you have so much time?"

"As long as you have a good plan, perfect self-discipline, super energy, and extremely high IQ...you can learn everything you want to learn." Wen Rensheng self-confident.

"Learn if you want. When you give up your own studies, you will know that you will regret it." Wang Wenwen said with a bit of hatred.

Such a good talent, even tossing around, can't you be like her and improve yourself down-to-earth? As long as you make yourself happy, you can improve.

"No, I am a person who pursues perfection, and it is impossible for me to fail."

"Okay, I'll send you a learning tutorial. Go to the basics first. Painting is not an easy task. I have been learning it since I was three years old and have been practicing until now. However, if you are not good at it. , want to ask me, this tuition fee?" Wang Wenwen rubbed his fingers.

"After more than ten years of accumulation and sublimation to the mysterious skill, you only have the primary level? Is this skill particularly difficult, or are you particularly lazy?" Wen Rensheng doubted.

"How do you know that I'm only a beginner?" Wang Wenwen stood up in a hurry when he heard this, waving his hands together, "No, I'm obviously an advanced level, don't talk nonsense to me outside, or I won't teach you. !"

Wen Rensheng was stunned at first, but then he realized that the other party must have fooled her mother Wang Cuiyan.

Anyway, for the layman, music and art can only be divided into two grades, whether it sounds good or not, and whether it looks good or not...

He smiled slightly: "I understand, I understand, send me the tutorial."

Wang Wenwen was relieved and started to operate the phone.

After a while, Wen Rensheng heard a beep on the phone and opened it to take a look.

The other party really sent a learning tutorial with rich content, including reading catalogues, learning websites, and professional institutions that are good at painting teaching...

Then he spent half a day resetting a new skill learning plan for himself in the study, hanging it in the bedroom, and preparing to make the most of every day.

Looking at the long study plan, Wen Rensheng was smug.

In this life, with such good conditions and such a good start, as I usually say, of course we must pursue perfection.

No matter the appearance or the inside, make sure that others can only look up at him in despair...

Early the next morning, he started to implement it according to the plan, and after getting up, he got busy according to the plan. Even high school students, compared with him, can only sigh with joy.

Zhao Han got up early to clean the corridors.

Wang Wenwen pulled her over and whispered, "Take me to Wen Rensheng's room to have a look."

"What do you want to do? You can't enter the teacher's room casually." Zhao Han was vigilant.

"I saw him make a study plan yesterday. As a scholar, I want to see how other people's plans are done," Wang Wenwen said confidently. "Don't you want to make yourself better?"

"This..." Zhao Han immediately became interested. For the scumbags, it would be great if they could get the same result by imitating the actions of the gods.

It's too tempting for most people to imitate what the winners did and get the results of the winners.

So the two women sneaked into Wen Rensheng's bedroom quietly.

After entering, Zhao Han was fine. After all, he came here to clean frequently, and Wang Wenwen was an eye-opener.

I saw Wen Rensheng's bedroom, shining brightly, clean and tidy, and even the arrangement of items has a harmonious beauty.

Beds, floors, tables and chairs, floor-to-ceiling mirrors... Every piece of furniture is spotless, with a faint smell of freshness.

"It really doesn't look like a man," Wang Wenwen pouted, but his eyes showed a hint of envy, "Don't you say that men's bedrooms are messy and stinky from the inside out?"

Zhao Han didn't answer, she had already seen the schedule that Wen Rensheng hung on the wall.

"5 o'clock: wake up and close your eyes for 10 minutes, recall yesterday, and enlighten today."

"5:10: Get up and take a shower."

"5:30:..."

She looked at it line by line, her heart getting colder and colder.

She usually only saw that Wen Rensheng was fine and then closed her eyes and went to sleep, but she didn't expect that the other party would have done all the things that should be done in his mind.

Reading, reviewing, deductions, tackling key problems...the other party completed it silently.

After doing all this, all that's left is to validate and practice in reality.

Everyone is 24 hours a day, and the efficiency of the other party is several times that of himself, and the use of time is also several times that of himself.

"It's over, this is impossible to imitate at all." She sat directly on the chair and said angrily.

"No wonder he has the confidence to learn so many skills, but what's the use of learning more? Now is an era that pays attention to division of labor and cooperation, and ordinary people's industries are getting more and more detailed, not to mention mysterious fields. The kind of person who knows a lot The era when skills were used to improve individual combat effectiveness is long gone."

Wang Wenwen hummed, then turned to leave.

Zhao Han quickly followed, and then carefully closed the door.

After that, Wen Rensheng's two-week vacation was spent in this enriching study plan.

During this period, he naturally asked Teacher Qin for advice and obtained various learning resources from him.

Great achievement.

"You have mastered the mysterious skill 'Mysterious Eagle Eye (Beginning)', your extraordinary power has increased by 3 points, and the upper limit of mystery has been increased by 3 points to 187 points."

This is the biggest gain.

As for other mysterious skills that are being learned, the basic skills have been mastered, and after a month or two of polishing, they can also become new mysterious skills.

When the holiday was over and it was October, Wen Rensheng went back to work again.

Today is Monday.

Just as Wen Rensheng was going to teach the students, he was called by Mr. Zhao to the general manager's office.

After arriving at the office, Wang Cuiyan was already sitting there, holding a record book in her hand, very upright.

Wen Rensheng praised his aunt again, unlike himself and Lao Wu, who had never had such a correct attitude.

Of course, there is another person, who is simply using Lao Zhao as a wet nurse.

"Manager Wen Ren, please take a seat. How are the results of your training in the past two weeks of your leave?" Mr. Zhao asked with a serious face~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Wen Rensheng was really not used to it, but he still immediately Reply: "The results are remarkable, I followed Teacher Qin..."

He sat in a chair, blah blah blah blah blah, and detailed his learning results.

"Very good, for an excellent mystery teacher like you, I'm really reluctant to let you teach those raw melons," Mr. Zhao said with relief and smiled again, "However, what should be taught still has to be taught, but we have to There is a difference. Mr. Wang, please talk to Manager Wenren about our plans."

"Okay, Mr. Zhao," Wang Cuiyan nodded, glanced at the record book, and then said to Wen Rensheng, "Manager Wenren, there is actually only one thing we have to deal with today. I didn't say that it should be divided into fast, medium and slow. class?"

"Yes, you said it before." Wen Rensheng unconsciously used honorifics in this atmosphere.

"After Mr. Zhao's reminder, after seeing the excellent teaching force of Manager Wenren, I think this fast, medium and slow class needs to be further subdivided." Wang Cuiyan continued.

"All ears." Wen Rensheng nodded.