Chapter VII Rewards

Wang Yao also has a thermos, but his current thermos is lying pitifully on the ground, and the broken bottle is bubbling cold under the light. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Yao's face was a little ugly.

Zheng Jingjing glanced at Wang Yao, "It should have been Zhao Kai." ”

"Hmm. Wang Yao replied sullenly, in a bad mood, this thermos is also one of his few belongings, and now it has been smashed.

"You usually don't go to places with fewer people, and they don't dare to be too rampant when there are too many people. Zheng Jingjing carried her two red kettles, one of which was handed to Wang Yao.

Wang Yao was stunned and looked at Zheng Jingjing in a daze.

"I'll lend you one first, and remember to give it back to me tomorrow if I buy it. Zheng Jingjing put the kettle at Wang Yao's feet, and walked towards the direction of the girls' dormitory with the other one.

Wang Yao watched her slender figure disappear from sight, looked down at the bright red kettle, smiled, and walked happily to the boys' dormitory with the kettle.

There are generally not many male students in art schools, but the dormitories are very large, so basically the male students have one dormitory per person, which can be regarded as a separate treatment.

Running all the way back to the dormitory, Wang Yao plugged in the door, sat on the bed and began to prepare for the lottery, the turntable in his mind appeared again, this time Wang Yao looked at the prizes on it seriously, thinking about those useful, and finally turned the pointer, staring at the pointer tightly, watching it finally stop at a sachet.

"Doom Aura (Small) Effect: For one minute, the host's designated target will be possessed by Doom. ”

Wang Yao was stunned for a moment: "How to use this?"

"The host only needs to specify the target and it is automatically located. The system replied.

Wang Yao touched his chin, thinking that he would try this tomorrow and avenge his hot water bottle.

Wang Yao washed his face with water, and when he washed his face, he was surprised to find that the scars on his face had healed, and there were almost no wounds visible except for a faint layer of pink new skin.

Wang Yao estimated that the potential potion still had the function of promoting metabolism, so he sat down and took out the book that he hadn't finished reading yet, and calmed down and read it carefully.

Because of the relationship of extraordinary talent, Wang Yao has a memory beyond ordinary people, so he learns cultural knowledge very quickly, in the past, he studied to participate in the defense to win a scholarship, and never seriously understood this knowledge, but after having a system, Wang Yao began to try to understand the culture recorded in books.

In a systematic way, the so-called civilization is the sum of the wealth created by human beings, especially the spiritual wealth, such as literature, art, education, and science, and civilization covers the relationship between people, people and society, and people and nature.

These things seem to have nothing to do with the lives of ordinary people, but they have a profound impact on all people and the world.

Once a person's spirit falls into a high degree of concentration, he will forget the loss of time, and by the time Wang Yao is reminded by the voice of the system in his mind, it is almost three o'clock in the morning.

"The task of collecting basic opera cultural materials has been completed, and rewards will be issued: Yue Opera (Elementary)"

When the sound of the system's machinery sounded in his mind, Wang Yao felt as if he had been electrified, his body twitched for a moment, and then countless unfamiliar pictures and sounds appeared in his mind, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already sitting on the ground.

Wang Yao swallowed his saliva in some horror, digesting the extra 'memories' in his mind.

Yue Opera is known as the second largest national drama in China, and it is also the most widely circulated drama at present.

Yue opera is good at lyricism, mainly singing, beautiful and beautiful voice, real and moving performances, beautiful and elegant, very beautiful and beautiful in the south of the Yangtze River;

Especially in southern China, the popularity of singing is very high, and Wang Yao's current school is a national-level Yue Opera actor abroad, so Wang Yao is no stranger to this type of drama.

But Wang Yao is only rich in theoretical knowledge, and has not really watched or heard Yue Opera, because they have not yet chosen a major in high school, but he now has a large number of Yue Opera repertoire and singing methods in his mind, and even some indescribable performance experience.

Those completely unfamiliar performance experiences are as real as Wang Yao's own dreams.

Wang Yao sat on the ground and came back to his senses for a while, got up and stood up straight, coughed lightly, and sang out before his brain could react and open his mouth: "Sky, the evil wind is raging and the jade flowers are remnant, leaving a chaotic world and dark dust, the stars and the moon are bleak, you have empty eyes, you can't see the tyranny Qin rampant, the common people are in calamity, and you can't see the faintness!"

Unfamiliar tunes and weird singing voices came from Wang Yao's still somewhat immature voice, with an indescribable disobedience and domineering.

After singing this sentence, Wang Yao himself was stupid: "This is what I sang?"

No one answers him, and the system generally doesn't answer this kind of question.

Wang Yao licked the corners of his mouth, began to get inexplicably excited, and opened his mouth to sing again, when he heard a vibration sound from the wall, and a dissatisfied cry, "What is the ghost called in the middle of the night?

Wang Yao pursed his lips, remembering that the sound insulation in the dormitory was really not good, so he couldn't bear the excitement of coming back for another while, sat down and continued to look at the basic book of drama, this time he deliberately found the aspect of Yue Opera, and after carefully savoring it for a while, he combined and digested the unfamiliar 'memories' in his mind.

Before I knew it, the sky had already dawned, and the morning sun shone on Wang Yao's face, warm.

Wang Yao was a little surprised, he hadn't dozed off after staying up all night, could it be that potential potion and stimulants had the same effect?

Pushing open the window, Wang Yao was in good spirits with the morning dew blowing, ran to the water room to wash his face, and walked towards the small playground with his schoolbag on his back.

The school has three playgrounds, and the small playground is located in a relatively remote area, and it is far away from the canteen, so students who have morning exercises will not choose here, which just fulfills Wang Yao.

Wang Yao was jogging while singing some of the lyrics he absorbed yesterday in his mind, but because of physical strength, he was out of breath before he ran half a lap, holding his knees Wang Yao gasped for breath, realizing for the first time that his body was so poor.

After a while, Wang Yao sat in the world and entered the revival, and obviously felt that the white jade-colored square brick in the corner seemed to be more obvious, and it was also clearly marked.

Civilization: Chinese opera

Type: Yue Opera (Elementary)

Then there are some repertoire of Yue Opera, such as "Qu Yuan" he sang yesterday, as well as "Peacock Flying Southeast", "Peach Blossom Fan" and other basic repertoire, and they all have detailed information.

Wang Yao understood that all the civilization things he obtained would be included in this space.