Six Days

After learning Wen Ziying's class from Yan Wei, Xia Yu didn't immediately go to find her.

It would be too obvious if he went to find her and her body was borrowed right after.

After school, he stood outside Wen Ziying's classroom, pretending to wait for someone.

Just one look from a distance would start the game; he didn't need to get close.

Wen Ziying came out a bit late, and the girls who passed by Xia Yu whispered, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

Originally, he already had some fame at school. Later, due to the cultural festival, he gained even more popularity, and then made it to the top of the music competition, becoming the most famous person in the entire school.

If it weren't for Yan Wei deliberately revealing that he had a girlfriend, his life would not be as peaceful as it is now.

Even so, the girls were still eager, and a few bold ones even came up to say hello and try to strike up a conversation.

Xia Yu just brushed them off.

Ten minutes after the school bell, Wen Ziying finally came out of the classroom.

She was a capable and mature-looking young girl, with a touch of nobility and coldness.

She had a beautiful face. When she debuted in her second year of high school, the novel she wrote was rather immature, only selling well due to the marketing of the publishing house as "the most beautiful writer in the whole region."

The publishing house used her photos as promotional material, greatly boosting sales.

Later, her writing skills improved rapidly, and she no longer needed such marketing.

When Xia Yu found Wen Ziying, she also noticed Xia Yu. All the girls who passed by Xia Yu looked at him, and it was quite obvious.

Was this the piano player?

Wen Ziying recognized Xia Yu too, having spoken a few words with him previously in the literary club.

Should she say hello?

Never mind, it didn't seem like he was short of girls saying hello to him.

As Wen Ziying calmly walked past Xia Yu, she suddenly felt a blur in front of her eyes.

What was going on?

Wen Ziying wanted to stop and check if her body was alright, but her body didn't stop moving.

What had happened?!

The girl panicked, and she tried to yell for help, but her voice only echoed in her mind.

Xia Yu heard her cry but didn't answer. There were others nearby.

When they got to a more secluded area, he opened his mouth, "Stop shouting, it's me."

Not expecting her body to not only walk on its own but also speak on its own, Wen Ziying was startled.

"Who are you?" she asked.

"I told you, it's me."

"Do you think you're in a phone scam? Should I play along and say 'Oh, it's you?'""

The girl was quite good at making sarcastic remarks.

"I'm the future you, and I have something important." Feeling that Wen Ziying wouldn't believe in aliens, Xia Yu changed his story.

Unable to confirm whether Xia Yu was telling the truth or not, Wen Ziying went along with his story, asking, "What is it?"

"Confidential matters."

"So, what do you want to do?"

"Don't worry, I'll leave once I achieve my goal. Now, tell me where your house is."

"Aren't you my future self? Don't you know where my house is?" Wen Ziying asked, her tone mocking.

"I am you seventy years later. Can you remember where you lived when you were twenty at the age of ninety?" Xia Yu said calmly.

"I'm seventeen!" Wen Ziyin corrected.

"Fine, fine, seventeen."

Xia Yu asked again, and with the girl's guidance, he arrived at Wen Ziyin's home.

It was a common residential house.

Entering the house and arriving at the bedroom, Xia Yu first checked his enhancement panel.

Language Enhancement lv1, Inspiration Enhancement lv1, Screenwriting Enhancement lv1

There was no writing enhancement!

Looking closely, Xia Yu's doubts disappeared.

Writing a novel is about telling a story, and screenwriting is also about telling a story. With language talent, it is not difficult to become a best-selling author.

Text, it is also a form of language.

At the same time, Chinese is a language, and English is a language. With this, he can master other regional languages.

He then focused on the last enhancement.

Inspiration, it should be about creative inspiration. This is not only used in story creation but also in painting and music creation.

However, Xia Yu didn't plan to do any creation for now, so it was temporarily useless.

"What are you doing?" Wen Ziyin asked Xia Yu again.

"Learning a foreign language," Xia Yu replied.

"You must be dreaming!" Wen Ziyin reacted violently.

"...I meant it literally," Xia Yu explained.

Wen Ziyin didn't answer Xia Yu immediately. This kind of wishful thinking would be embarrassing for anyone.

"Where shall I begin?" Xia Yu gave the girl a step.

"So, the future me, you've forgotten the English you used to know?" Wen Ziyin exposed Xia Yu's lie.

Sighing, Xia Yu said, "Fine, I'll tell you. In fifty years, a group of strange monsters emerged from the underground and occupied the world. They eliminated all human language memories, making humans unable to communicate and unable to organize resistance against them."

"I came here to restore human language and organize mankind to overthrow the monsters' rule," Xia Yu lied happily.

"Do you think I'll believe you?" Wen Ziyin asked.

"Did you believe your body would be controlled by someone else before?" Xia Yu countered.

The girl didn't answer; she skipped the topic and began teaching directly.

With all nineteen experience cards set, Xia Yu learned quickly even if the language was difficult.

After eight hours, he returned to his body, and his language skills had reached lv3.

At this level, living in the second area was no longer a problem.

In the game's skills, as long as one aspect reaches the upgrade condition, the remaining aspects will also be raised to the corresponding level.

Lv3 language, apart from English, French, Russian, and other regional languages, also gave Xia Yu the ability to master text.

For example, before, he could only express his exclamation with onomatopoeic words when he saw the sea, but now he can use similes, metaphors, and other rhetorical devices to describe it.

Unless creating written work, this ability is useless.

Importantly, the problem of foreign languages was finally resolved.

Deleting Wen Ziyin's entry, Xia Yu pondered how many days it would take to add An Siyao back.

Today is the late night of the 19th, and in more than ten minutes, it will be the 20th. The 26th is the time for the third competition, with only six days left.

In six days, he could see An Siyao again.

The column had been cleared for An Siyao, but Xia Yu's heart still hadn't come up with an answer.

Forget it, let it be. Firstly, set a small goal of 3 billion monthly turnover, so that he could afford to raise her even if he wanted to.

Lying in bed, Xia Yu went to sleep.

After the sun rose, he went downstairs and bought a copy of the North Pole Daily. There was no missing person notice for Akalin on it, so there shouldn't be any problems on An Siyao's side.

He arrived at the White Cat's place with peace of mind.