All-round mathematician

Yang Fan took out a harmonica, and since he played that day, he has fallen in love with music.

The piano is too big to carry, but the harmonica can be put in the pocket and can be taken out anytime and anywhere.

When music incarnates characters around him, he can feel the emotions of those characters.

When they play cheerful rhythms, they will sing and dance along, and when they are depressed, they will comfort them in their ears.

Yang Fan believes that those characters have emotions and are another kind of life created by himself.

"Lin Yuwei, your mood fluctuates too much, which is not conducive to continuing to study. I will play the harmonica for a while to adjust your mentality, and you should listen carefully."

Lin Yuwei blinked her eyes, her tear mole flickered with curiosity.

"Ding dong, the new weapon has been held for more than [-] hours, triggering the first-level enchantment effect - sharpness, applied to music, the sound carries penetrating power, and the lingering sound lingers for three days."

Is the harmonica a weapon?Of course, a literary hero uses a flute fan, and a stunning woman can't play a good guqin, so it's embarrassing to say that she has both talent and appearance.

Yang Fan sighed secretly, it was not easy, in order to activate this attribute and see what effect it had, he held it in his hand when he slept.

At that time, I was not sure whether the system would give settlement. Obviously, I did the right thing.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, and put the harmonica to his lips.

A burst of clear music floats, this is Yang Fan's own song - the girl who chases the wind.

Lin Yuwei closed her eyes, and the music brought her to another wonderful world.

On the grass beyond the horizon, the girl was wearing a beautiful blue dress, watching the butterflies flying in the air, the girl laughed wantonly.

The sound startled the butterflies, and they were also attracted by the girl's beauty. They flew to her, lingered in her hair, played on her shoulders, and fluttered in the corners of her eyes.

The girl stretched out a finger, and colorful butterflies flew to her fingertips. The girl smiled even brighter.

What a nice view.

From another angle, Yang Fan looked at those numbers and characters, dancing in the air, surrounding Lin Yuwei, like a butterfly playing with her.These characters seem to be the embodiment of my own thoughts.

The music is very penetrating, but the voice is not high, like whispering in the ear.

There are already several figures on campus.When the music passed, they saw the same scene as Lin Yuwei.

Someone is walking on the road, circling in circles with eyes closed, posing in various poses, playing with butterflies.

Someone was lying in the dormitory, and he moved his palm in the air. He wanted to fly away the butterflies that disturbed sleep.

Vocal music enveloped the entire school, the ground turned into a grassland, the sky was blue with white clouds, and butterflies fluttered everywhere around the body.

The last syllable fell, and the phantom disappeared.

"Where's the music?"

"What's going on, what happened to me just now?"

"Where's the grassland, where's the sky?"

The classmate who was beaten back to his original shape wondered, it seemed that he had entered another world just for a moment.

"Okay, let's continue." Yang Fan pondered, turned into a warm man, no longer impetuous, and explained quietly, this girl can be regarded as a strong word.

"It sounds so good, can I listen to it again?" Lin Yuwei was moved, the negative emotions in her heart had long been emptied, and what was left was the blue sky and white clouds.

"If you have a chance, continue to listen to me now."

"Okay." Lin Yuwei was reluctant.

……

Yang Fan pointed to one place and said, "Do you understand this?"

"I get it, thank."

After Yang Fan talked about a basic knowledge point No. 11 times, she finally expressed her understanding.Compared with her, how many times have I been exposed to this knowledge? 2 times? 3 times?

Maybe when the teacher taught for the first time, I understood that the gap in talent is really a world of difference.

"System, is there a way to help her?" Yang Fan asked for help. It is a kind of sadness that people who work hard are not recognized.

"The host already has an idea, but he still wants to ask this system, is it to cover up?"

Every thought in the brain can be sensed by the system.This was a blatant exposure of himself, Yang Fan was so annoyed that he almost cursed out loud.

"I have some ideas, I don't know if there is a chance, so I asked."

"Isn't it just the beauty-quan function of the mount system? The host is so taboo, his mind is not strong, and the road to master is still far away."

"I'm asking if you can do it?"

"The host can open the bound beauty Quan data and calculate it by itself."

"Open Xiao...beautiful Quan's mount panel."

Since I got this function, because of the shame in my heart, I only glanced at it for the first time, and now I opened it again. A woman's whole body is clean, thinking that a three-dimensional image is formed in her mind.

"The three points of the body are mosaic, and the same will be dealt with in the future."

Three-point blurring, [-]D map rotation, and various body attributes refresh:

height……

weight……

three dimensional...

Health: good

Loyalty: 87.

Personality: Three views are not correct

Skills: Four major magic arts in Asia - make-up (2)

This mount panel is completely different from his own character panel.The self is the internal data of the body, and this is the data of the surface body.

Seeing the last two items, Yang Fan strongly agrees, the personality of the Three Views is not correct, hit the nail on the head.And that skill, makeup, Xiao Hongye is absolutely proficient in.

"What does the word 2 after the skill mean?" Yang Fan's heart moved, only here is the room for manipulation, and it is very useful.

"2 is the second level. Expressed in the meaning that the host can understand, the first level is a hundred heroes, the second level is a thousand heroes, and the highest level is five, a million heroes."

This bull B is big, a million people.Skills stand out from millions of people, and they are all powerful in the world.

"How to activate skills, and how many achievement points are needed from level 1 to level 5."

"The skill needs to be activated automatically by the mount. Level 1 is 2 point, Level 2 is 3 points, Level 8 is 16 points, Level 32 is [-] points, Level [-] is [-] points."

There are 32 skill points at the fifth level, and 32 lottery draws by yourself, what else can't be done.It is not easy to cultivate a mount. It can be considered before the third level, and it is a waste to start from the fourth level.

"Skills can be increased by the mount's own knowledge, and the host can add points in stages."

Yang Fan understood that, for example, Xiao Hongye's make-up technique was upgraded from level 2 to level 3. Adding points can directly upgrade her. If her proficiency in the skill itself reaches 90%, just add one point to her to break through.

It is not easy to take advantage of the cheapness of the system, or the same sentence, the real strength is the strength of oneself.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan said to Lin Yuwei: "If you really want to develop well in literature, I can still help you. It may embarrass you a bit then, that... let's talk about it."

Just tell me to ride it, can you tell me?Be calm.

"kindness."

Lin Yuwei responded in a low voice, since he thinks he is good at literature, he should work hard.

No one disturbed me until noon.

"Goo."

Yang Fan covered his stomach and saw that the time was almost 12 o'clock.

"Come on, please eat."

"I invite you to eat."

The school cafeteria was closed at noon, and the two sneaked out of the school one after the other.

After walking a long way, I came to a remote noodle shop.

Sitting down facing each other, when the food arrived, Yang Fan swallowed the jujube whole, and his mouth was full of greasy food.A fair arm pulled out a tissue on the side and wiped it off for him.

"Hey, this..."

Will it be too intimate?Seeing her serious expression, Yang Fan swallowed his words.

Lin Yuwei's face flushed slightly, and she didn't stop her hands.

"It's nothing, just to see you working hard, I want to help you too."

"I'm going to participate in a basketball game in the afternoon, so you can study by yourself. I'll go first, and you can eat slowly."

Seeing his back in a hurry as he left, Lin Yuwei felt poetic again: "The past years should be a good time for a good time. Even if there are thousands of styles, who can tell them."