Chapter 186 - Just Need Practice (1/2)

Chapter 186: Just Need Practice

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

Throughout this process, Meng 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.

Meng Fan could confirm his transitional skills could reach Wen Wan’s level in a mere 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 Meng Fan was a well of oil, and Wen Wan was someone who was drilling for oil. Each time she knocked on the well, some oil spurts out, then she would tap it again and enter the chasm… The rest would have to rely on practice and stage performance!

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

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

“Huh?” Meng 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 some pointers once you perform on stage. Otherwise, there’s nothing more. But if you run into any problems, come find me anytime. I’m happy to discuss anything with you.”

“Huh?”

Meng Fan was still stunned. However, he made sense of it in no time. 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 met anyone like you. How can we teachers survive?! If Ding didn’t tell me 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 Meng Fan a little embarrassed. On the side, Ding stared at Meng Fan as if he were a mythical creature. Calculating it carefully, it would take him a semester to reach Meng Fan’s current level!

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

Only God knew when Meng 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. Meng 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.

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

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

Dinner was on Meng 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. Some of the employees in the office, who had planned to go home 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 something they got to eat every day.

To Meng Fan, being a good man meant 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 time 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.