Mystery Makes Me Strong

After returning home, Wen Rensheng, who had delivered the gifts ahead of time, was indeed praised by everyone after distributing the gifts.

"My son is filial, so he can buy such a great gift for mom." Ouyang Ling held 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 that it is made of volcanic mud on the seabed.

Wen Rende was unhappy, hugging a red coral tree more than a foot high, very depressed: "This thing is edible or not usable, what are you doing with it? Why don't you buy me two sets?" High-end Tang suit, Hanfu or something?"

"You are content, old guy, there is no explanation on it, it can calm the mind, soothe the nerves and help sleep..." Ouyang Ling pointed to the package below and said.

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

Wu Shanshan was caressing a strangely shaped seabed rock, like a fishbone, but also like a fossil, it was warm in the palm of her hand, and the way she looked at Wen Rensheng was also a little strange.

Everyone else has gifts.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Zhao Han was very excited holding a big conch that was also somewhat magical, blowing it around in the living room.

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

"I won't eat, I want to keep in shape. I went back to my uncle's house to visit my aunt yesterday. When he saw me, he was very pleased to say that there is a successor, and that my body shape will catch up with his in the future." Zhao Han put down the big conch, very greedy , but firmly refused.

Wang Wenwen patted his little fat belly: "Cut, I like to eat or not, so it happens that I make the rounds by myself."

"That, Wenwen. After eating, take a break and exercise to burn off calories." Wu Liansong looked at a bottle of sea cucumber wine and said casually.

"Understood, uncle, you are just like my mother, so annoying." Wang Wenwen went to the second floor with the snacks in his arms.

Wen Rensheng also went up to the second floor.

On the spacious balcony on the second floor, Wang Wenwen is leaning on a recliner, throwing spicy sticks into his mouth, blowing the cool autumn breeze, and looking at the beautiful scenery of Dongshui Nanqiu, not to mention how comfortable it is.

"You should be able to draw magically, 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 do you know? Yes, I showed you a trick. Do you want to learn?" Wang Wenwen rolled his eyes and immediately guessed Wen Rensheng's thoughts.

"Um."

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

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

"If you want to learn, learn it, and you will regret it when you learn it yourself." Wang Wenwen said with a bit of resentment.

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

"No, I'm a person who pursues perfection, and I can't learn to be useless."

"Okay, I'll send you a learning tutorial, and I'll go to the basics first. Drawing is not an easy task. I have been learning since I was three years old and have been practicing until now. However, if there is something you don't know , want to ask me, what is the tuition fee?" Wang Wenwen rubbed his fingers.

"After more than ten years of accumulation and sublimation to mysterious skills, you are only at the elementary level? Is this skill particularly difficult, or are you just lazy?" Wen Rensheng asked doubtfully.

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

Wen Rensheng was taken aback for a moment, then realized that the other party must have fooled her mother, Wang Cuiyan.

Anyway, for laymen, music and art can only be divided into two grades: good-sounding or bad-sounding, and good-looking or not...

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

Only then did Wang Wenwen feel relieved, and started to operate the phone.

After a while, Wen Rensheng heard a notification tone on his phone, so he turned it on.

Sure enough, the other party sent a learning tutorial with rich content, including reading catalogs, learning websites, professional institutions that are good at painting teaching...

Afterwards, he spent half a day redesigning a new skill learning plan for himself in the study, hanging it in the bedroom, and preparing to make the best use of his daily time.

Looking at the long study plan, Wen Rensheng was full of ambition.

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

Regardless of the appearance or the inside, he must be able to make others look up to him in despair...

Early the next morning, he began to implement the plan, and after waking up, he got busy according to the plan. Even the third year of high school students, compared with him, can only sigh in admiration.

Zhao Han got up early to clean the corridors.

Wang Wenwen pulled her over and said quietly, "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 said vigilantly.

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

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

The temptation to imitate the successful people and get the results of the successful people is too great for most people.

So the two girls slipped into Wen Rensheng's bedroom quietly.

After entering, Zhao Han was fine. After all, he often cleaned here, and Wang Wenwen was an eye-opener.

I saw that Wen Rensheng's bedroom was shining brightly, clean and tidy, and even the placement of the items had a sense of harmonious beauty.

Beds, floors, tables and chairs, floor-to-ceiling mirrors...every piece of furniture is spotless, and there is a faint fresh smell.

"You really don't look like a man," Wang Wenwen pouted, but there was a trace of envy in his eyes, "Don't you say that men's bedrooms are messy and smelly from the inside to the outside?"

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 inspire today."

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

"5:30:..."

She looked over line by line, her heart getting colder and colder.

She usually only saw Wen Rensheng sleeping with his eyes closed when he had nothing to do, but she didn't expect him to finish all the things he should do in his head.

Reading, reviewing, deducing, tackling key problems...the other party did it quietly.

After doing all this, all that is left is to verify and practice in reality.

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

"It's over, there's no way to imitate this." She sat down 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 emphasizes division of labor and cooperation, and ordinary people's industries are becoming more and more detailed, let alone mysterious fields. The kind of people who know a lot The era when skills were used to improve individual combat effectiveness has long passed."

Wang Wenwen hummed, then turned and left.

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

In this way, Wen Rensheng's two-week vacation will be spent in this kind of enriching study plan.

During this period, he naturally consulted Mr. Qin and obtained various learning resources from him.

Great achievement.

"You have mastered the mysterious skill 'Mysterious Eagle Eye (Beginning)', your extraordinary power will increase by 3 points, and the upper limit of mystery will increase by 3 points, reaching 188 points."

This is the biggest gain.

As for other mysterious skills that are being learned, the basic skills have already 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.

It was Monday.

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

When I came to the office, I saw Wang Cuiyan was already sitting there, holding a notebook in his hand, very upright.

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

Of course, there was another person who was using Old Zhao as a nanny.

"Manager Wenren, please sit down. During the two weeks you asked for leave, how was your academic performance?" Mr. Zhao asked seriously.

Wen Rensheng was really not used to it, but he still replied immediately: "The results are remarkable, I followed Mr. Qin..."

He sat on the chair, talked about it, and talked about his learning results in detail.

"Very good, for such an excellent mysterious teacher like you, I'm really reluctant to let you teach those melon eggs." Mr. Zhao smiled gratifiedly, "However, what should be taught still has to be taught, but we have to There is a difference. Mr. Wang, please tell Manager Wenren about our vision."

"Okay, Mr. Zhao," Wang Cuiyan nodded, glanced at the notebook, and then said to Wen Rensheng, "Manager Wenren, there is actually only one thing we have to deal with today. Didn't we say before that we should divide the fast, middle and slow class?"

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

"After Mr. Zhao's reminder, after seeing such an excellent teaching force as Manager Wenren, I feel that this fast, medium and slow class needs to be further subdivided." Wang Cuiyan continued.

"All ears." Wen Rensheng nodded.