My Extraordinary Achievements Chapter 186 - Just Need Practice

Chapter 186: Just Need Practice

After the additional attributes, his 26 drawing skills were even more transferrable.

Throughout this process, ng Fan compared himself to the sand painting technique demonstrated by Wen Wan. He could feel the speed of his transformation. In a few hours, he was already considerably fast. When compared to his expectations, he was even faster.

ng Fan could confirm his transitional skills could reach Wen Wan’s level in a re three days if he continued to practice and practice even more.

Of course, this was just pure technique. As for stage experience, and storytelling, it wasn’t transferable from his drawing skill.

If a sponge learned from others by absorbing water, then ng Fan was a well of oil, and Wen Wan was soone who was drilling for oil. Each ti she knocked on the well, so oil spurts out, then she would tap it again and enter the chasm… The rest would have to rely on practice and stage performance!

ng Fan was happy being extracted. He discovered Wen Wan had stopped working and curiously asked, “Professor Wen, why did you stop? Did I do sothing wrong?”

Wen Wan handed over a glass then happily said, “What are you saying, I’ve been wrung dry by you!”

“Huh?” ng Fan was stunned.

Wen Wan took a sip of water then took a deep breath. “I’ve covered everything I need to; there’s nothing more to teach. What you need to do next is practice, and digest this information yourself. I really have nothing left to teach you. At most, after you’ve finished practicing, I can give you so pointers once you perform on stage. Otherwise, there’s nothing more. But if you run into any problems, co find anyti. I’m happy to discuss anything with you.”

“Huh?”

ng Fan was still stunned. However, he made sense of it in no ti. He only wanted to remain shocked; after all, he couldn’t appear like a know it all.

“Huh Huh Huh, what are you saying that for?!”

Wen Wan was angry but was smiling. “I’m a little depressed. I’ve never t anyone like you. How can we teachers survive?! If Ding didn’t tell you started from scratch, I would suspect you were pretending. Your rate of progress is terrifying. You can practice, for now. I have to buffer for a bit. This is too hurtful!”

Wen Wan really left, leaving ng Fan a little embarrassed. On the side, Ding stared at ng Fan as if he were a mythical creature. Calculating it carefully, it would take him a sester to reach ng Fan’s current level!

And with this progress, Ding felt ng Fan could catch up to him in just two days!

Only God knew when ng Fan opened the third door to humanity and developed his godlike skills!

This kind of player was too terrifying!

Of course, the surprise was only a part of it. Wen Wan and Ding were both in disbelief, as sand painting required a sturdy drawing foundation. ng Fan’s drawing foundations were already at a top tier level, and even though he was really fast, it was no otherworldly shock.

Understanding through analogy.

This was a normal occurrence in the art world.

ng Fan looked at the ti then looked toward Ding, chucking. “Senior Ding, can you point in a direction to practice?”

After eating dinner, ng Fan decided to stay. Like a couch surfer, it was like he decided he wasn’t going to leave.

Dinner was on ng Fan, who directly called take out from the waterfront restaurant. It covered the entire table and was much more filling and diverse than what they had for lunch. So of the employees in the office, who had planned to go ho or go out, decided to stay and eat first before leaving. Although the waterfront restaurant was beside the school, it was a considerably pricey place. Even if most art students were decently well off, it wasn’t sothing they got to eat every day.

To ng Fan, being a good man ant it was important to pay more heart to maintain good connections, or in this case, pay more money. Normally, if he spent a bit more, it would save a lot of ti and trouble.

A man should be generous; that was what his family had taught him while growing up.

Of course, one should also avoid being at the center of injustice.

There weren’t many people in the studio at night, and Wen Wan had left long ago.

Around 10:00 pm, Ding was genuinely tired.

ng Fan had been practicing nonstop, and he was watching from the side the whole ti. He couldn’t just watch him dryly and went off to the side to practice as well.

It was already 10:00 pm, but ng Fan didn’t show any hints of stopping. Ding was utterly defeated.

Does the iron hero purely rely on talent?

Probably not.

Adapting to sand painting so quickly, one could say it was because of his incredible drawing skills. But his drawing skills were the result of hard work and practice!

Ding had seen ng Fan’s stream before and knew of ng Fan’s terrifying drawing abilities from so other sources as well.

He was envious of ng Fan’s talent but also of his perseverance.

He felt he had to work harder too!

It was already 10:00 pm. He had been in the studio since 8:00 am in the morning and already felt exhausted from practicing all day.

“Iron bro.”

Although he was a year above ng Fan, Ding was still willing to address him as his superior. He used this nickna because it was interesting but also because he respected him.

“Are you gonna keep practicing? The school’s closing in a bit.”

“It’s alright if the school closes, my place just happens to be in this community too. Only…” ng Fan looked outside, assuming everyone else in the studio had left already. “There’s nobody left in the studio?”

“Your ho is here?”

Ding was really surprised. He also knew what ng Fan was worried about. “If you want to keep practicing, you’ll be fine. There’s always soone in the studio, I’ll let them know.”

“Then thanks a bunch.”

“No problem.”

Shortly after Ding left, a studio mber ng Fan had t earlier at dinner approached him and told him to close the doors and lights before leaving. He seed to be in a hurry to be sowhere.

ng Fan practiced for a while and then took a break to chat with Wu Tong after seeing her ssage. He then sent Bai Zhi and Su Qing Cen a ssage, asking them what their setlist was for the 11/11 gala.

“Let show you sothing cool.”

While waiting for their response, ng Fan sent a video to Wu Tong.

The video was of course of his sand painting. As for the content, it was quite shaless.

ng Fan first grabbed a handful of sand and wrote the characters for “Wu Tong” in cursive. As he wrote, he grabbed another handful of sand and changed the text into a sycamore tree, which was synonymous with her na. He then wrote the characters for “ng Fan.” Using the “Fan” character as a foundation, he easily changed it into a bird flying with its wings spread. The bird landed on the sycamore tree, and then he used the tree as the base and drew out… two people, but they weren’t a couple.

He then combined it with so music, which was irrelevant to the sand painting, but relevant to the two of them. A segnt from the song “The Rest of Our Lives”.

Bzz bzz.

Su Qing Cen and Bai Zhi responded very quickly and briefly.

Su Qing Cen had a solo performance, and Bai Zhi was performing a duet with a male singer. Both were only performing one song.