Wang Yue returned home, had dinner, and then went back to his small room.
He finished his homework in a flash. After finishing the textbooks for the first semester of senior year today, this homework was like child's play.
"If it were before, I might have trembled at the knees encountering such a scoundrel. Now, I can handle them with ease."
Wang Yue held a pen in his mouth, propped his hands behind him, and leaned back in his chair, recalling the events of the day.
It had only been two days since he was reborn, and he had already experienced things that he hadn't in his past life's three years of high school.
This was probably the butterfly effect of becoming stronger.
Wang Yue opened the system panel again and, seeing three skill books remaining, performed a triple draw.
"Congratulations on obtaining the Veteran Actor skill (Epic grade)."
"Congratulations on obtaining the Piano Mastery skill (Rare grade)."
"Congratulations on obtaining the Running Script Calligraphy skill (Epic grade)."
Seeing the results of his draw, Wang Yue was delighted: "As expected, I drew good stuff!"
Two epic-grade skills and one rare-grade skill.
Afterward, Wang Yue familiarized himself with the three skills.
Veteran Actor would grant him acting skills on par with an Oscar winner. Piano Mastery would complement his previous Instrument Mastery, elevating his piano skills to a higher level.
The epic-grade Running Script Calligraphy could be considered master-level calligraphy.
Wang Yue had practiced calligraphy under his parents' urging in the past, but due to his inconsistent efforts, he was only at a beginner's level.
On a whim, Wang Yue picked up the calligraphy brush hanging on the wall, dipped it in ink, took out a blank sheet of paper, and wrote down his favorite line of poetry.
"The great roc, with the wind, rises one day, soaring ninety thousand li!"
After finishing, Wang Yue was stunned by his own calligraphy.
Good calligraphy possessed spirit, and his running script perfectly captured the sense of freedom and soaring ambition!
"Isn't this much better than those so-called master calligraphies sold on Taobao?"
Wang Yue thought that if he were to sell his calligraphy in the future, he could probably make a fortune.
After writing calligraphy, Wang Yue retrieved the guitar he had previously drawn.
Upon selecting to extract it, a wooden guitar suddenly appeared on Wang Yue's bed.
In his past life, Wang Yue had no musical talent, so he didn't know much about musical instruments. However, the moment he held the guitar, Wang Yue realized it was vastly different from the guitars worth hundreds or thousands of yuan on the market.
First, the feel of it was simply perfect.
Then, Wang Yue tested the guitar's tone. It was round, bright, clear, and mellow. Even before tuning it, one could sense a certain charm. It truly lived up to its name as a musical guitar.
Wang Yue tried to play "Mercury Record," one of his favorite songs from his past life.
The beautiful guitar melody drifted out of Wang Yue's window, traveling far into the night sky.
After playing it once, Wang Yue's confidence soared. He now possessed singing and dancing skills.
So, he began to try playing and singing.
As his voice emerged, Wang Yue couldn't believe his ears. It was so much better than in his past life.
"Entranced by your eyes,
The Milky Way leaves traces,
Through the cracks of time,
It still truly
Attracts my trajectory..."
Wang Yue was completely immersed in his singing and emotions, his voice naturally becoming louder.
"How much further to enter your heart?
How much longer to get close to you?
So near, yet
So far, the one person
Also waits to meet you.
The orbiting planets,
How can they
Possess you?"
In another room.
Pan Huiying said to Wang Jianguo, "Has my son finally woken up? He used to sound like a howling ghost when he sang, but now he sings so beautifully?"
"Hahaha, my youngest son takes after me. Of course, he sings well," Wang Jianguo said with a smile.
"With your hoarse voice, all you do is sing that 'Where Is the Road Ahead,' how can you compare to my son?"
"This is what they call a talented son from a capable father!"
...
Because the window was open, Wang Yue's singing could be heard from afar.
Many people upstairs and downstairs heard it.
"Who is singing? It sounds quite good."
"I haven't heard this song before. Is it a new song?"
"We have such a talent in our building? I never noticed before."
...
A young girl, writing her homework by the window, heard the singing and her eyes immediately lit up. She stopped her pen and listened intently, almost completely lost in the melody.
"My God, what song is this?"
It was only after the singing stopped that the girl suddenly opened her eyes.
She loved the song so much that she quickly turned on her computer to search for the lyrics she had just heard online.
"It seems to be 'How much further to enter your heart?'"
The girl opened Baidu and searched, but no relevant lyrics appeared.
After searching for a long time, the girl couldn't find the song and couldn't help but wonder: "Could this be an original song by the singer? It's too good."
The girl wanted to meet the person immediately but managed to suppress her restless emotions. She couldn't go around knocking on doors and asking, could she?
...
After singing, Wang Yue put down the guitar, feeling very satisfied.
As a karaoke enthusiast, he loved to sing in his past life, but due to his lack of musical talent, his singing was always off-key and unpleasant. Now, his dream had come true.
It was now 2010, and many classic songs from the future had not yet been released.
Wang Yue suddenly thought of a line from the movie "Goodbye Mr. Loser."
"Xu Wei hasn't become popular yet, Pu Shu hasn't become popular yet, and I'm going to be famous!!"
Although Xu Wei and Pu Shu were already popular now, if he were to release all those classic songs from the future, he would also become famous.
Discovering that he had so many trump cards,
Wang Yue suddenly felt a little troubled.
Would he become a music god, a film emperor, or a financial magnate in the future?
Or perhaps being a calligrapher wouldn't be bad either.
...
The next day, Wang Yue woke up. A light rain was falling outside, creating a misty and hazy scene.
After washing up, Wang Yue went out with an umbrella. He planned to go to the noodle shop at the school entrance to eat beef noodles today.
When he reached the school entrance, Wang Yue checked the time. It was only 7:10 AM.
"Boss, two taels of beef noodles."
"Coming right up."
Wang Yue found an empty table and sat down, taking out his phone to browse QQ Space.
Seeing the various quirky posts from his friends, Wang Yue found it a bit amusing. It seemed everyone was so unconventional back then.
"Hello classmate, is anyone sitting here?"
Just then, a pleasant female voice asked.
Wang Yue looked up and saw a delicate-looking girl with a smile in her eyes.
"No."
Wang Yue shook his head and then lowered his gaze back to his phone.
After the girl sat down, she asked softly, "Classmate, what year and class are you in? I don't think I've seen you before."
"Is she trying to hit on me?"
Wang Yue glanced around. No wonder there were so many empty tables, and this girl didn't sit at any of them.