Nearly forty catties of fruit, Tang Yan ate it for three days.

In order not to waste these fruits, Tang Yan even repeatedly postponed the time for Ji Fanxi to entertain.

In such a hot summer, coupled with the fact that those fruits were basically broken, even though Tang Yan was distressed to death, he had to pretend to be extremely generous, and called on the whole dormitory to fight with these fruits. It's a pity that the three people in the dormitory are too uncompetitive, and in the face of the "rotten fruits" that Tang Yan "wholesaled" back, they were not interested, and they never touched them again after eating two bananas in a perfunctory manner. Zhang Wei is not interesting enough, basically every meal will have some after-dinner fruit, Pan Zhongnian and Zhou Tongxing will never touch it.

After eating the last banana, Tang Yan secretly swore that whoever dared to let him eat bananas in the future would directly take the life of that dog.

In the learning space of the prison system, Tang Yan learned that the communication time with the convicts can also be used to learn new skills, but the skills learned with the convicts often do not appear in the lottery system, and belong to the ranks of auxiliary skills.

This discovery naturally made Tang Yan furious, angrily accusing Hei Mei of being shameless, obviously this deal with An Yi was beyond the scope of his ability, but Hei Mei initially told him that the difficulty of the task issued by the system would never be higher than the host's skills.

Hei Mei didn't quibble, and didn't say that the transaction between Tang Yan and An Yi was not a necessary process in the completion of the task, but told Tang Yan: "Your one-hour communication time is an additional reward, not an acquisition after completing the task, so the skill points you can obtain in this hour will be counted in the difficulty of the task." ”

Although this explanation is still shameless, it is finally within Tang Yan's acceptable range. After grinding left and right failed, Tang Yan could only honestly choose a criminal with extremely strong copying skills, and obediently entered the room to communicate with him.

After a series of choices, Tang Yan entered the small room, an extremely obscene old man had been waiting there for a long time, sloppy all over his body, his clothes were as if he hadn't been washed for several years, his nose, eyes and eyebrows were almost wrinkled in one place, his body was bent, there seemed to be a small Luo pot on his back, and his hair was all greasy...... As soon as Tang Yan saw him, it was like seeing a mouse in the ditch.

"It seems that art cultivates love is a at all......" Tang Yan is also a person who is used to seeing all kinds of ugly faces, so his complaint is only aimed at the obscene old man in front of him since he can't connect with painting, just like Ji Fanxi is most interested in him is that it is hard to believe that a small ** can actually paint a good painting.

The old man grinned and barely straightened up a little: "Boy, don't think that everyone has such good luck as you, copying is more difficult than creating, creation can be imaginative, but copying can only be done step by step." In a few decades, even the most handsome teenager will become like me. ”

"The teeth are quite white, you usually use the blue sky six must be treated, right? Good teeth, good appetite, good body, good food, good food? ”

"In our business, in order to maintain the stability of the fingers, you can't smoke, you can't drink coffee, and even tea must drink less, and you don't have any intake that stimulates your teeth, so it's no wonder that your teeth are bad."

"Oh, the stable surname of the fingers...... Needless to say, after so many years, you must be the legendary masturbator......"

The old man glared at Tang Yan, extremely dissatisfied: "Stinky boy, are you here to strengthen your skills or to condition Lao Tzu?" Don't blame Lao Tzu for not reminding you, with your current level, it will take at least fifty minutes or more to strengthen the tracing skill, and the timer has already started from the moment you enter this room. Now, it's been four minutes......"

Tang Yan jumped up when he heard this: "Malegobi, dead old man, why didn't you remind the master earlier!" ”

Putting on a posture, Tang Yan obviously didn't plan to talk nonsense with the old man.

The old man didn't grind, he turned around and grabbed a box behind him, and Tang Yan was very curious. The whole room is obviously empty, how did this box come out?

That's not all, the old man asked Tang Yan to pick up the box, and he gestured a shape with both hands, and a huge solid wood table magically appeared in front of Tang Yan, and the old man motioned to Tang Yan to put the box on the table.

"Dead old man, you're actually a magician, aren't you?"

The old man opened the box, grinned his teeth, and silently took out pen, ink, paper, inkstones, and a large number of painting scrolls from the box, the length of those painting scrolls was much longer than the box, and it was impossible to fit the large number of this box, which made Tang Yan suspect that the old man was a magician.

"Alright, let's follow the drawing." The old man pointed to the scroll spread out and asked Tang Yan to copy it himself.

"Don't you need to teach me?"

"Teach Mao, follow the painting yourself, you don't know anything."

"Then what is Lao Tzu spending this hour for? Can Lao Tzu draw well in the dormitory? Tang Yan was furious.

The old man rolled his eyes, reached into his arms, and didn't know where to take out a banana, Tang Yan suddenly vomited, no longer chattered with the old man, and painted honestly. At the same time, Tang Yan noticed that although the old man's whole person was extremely obscene, his hand was very white, which was completely inconsistent with his whole person.

I can't tell how much time has passed, in short, Tang Yan felt that it was definitely more than an hour had passed, Tang Yan almost softened his hand, and the old man finally let him stop slowly.

"Alright, that's almost enough, come here." With a wave of the old man's hand, everything on the table disappeared in an instant, and Tang Yan was sure that this dead old man was definitely a magician pretending.

Walking in front of the old man, Tang Yan just wanted to ask something, but the old man suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Tang Yan's arm. If it weren't for the fact that he had seen clearly just now that this old guy actually had a pair of white hands comparable to that of a pianist, Tang Yan would have dodged out of the way.

After being caught by the old man, Tang Yan only felt that the movie suddenly played in his mind. Just like the last time I studied, all kinds of painting and calligraphy masters appeared in turn, and various painting styles and schools also appeared, and before long, Tang Yan felt that he had thoroughly learned the skills of large-scale painting.

After the movie disappeared, Tang Yan saw the hateful smiling face of the old man in front of him, and suddenly realized a problem - that is, the copying just now seemed to be useless at all, and the real learning and communication process was actually the process of the old man "showing a movie" to him.

"Dead old man, you're fooling me?!" Tang Yan is not the kind of person who has to be stupid to verify after he already has an answer, but he turned his face directly.

The old man's face was full of banter: "I can't see it, you kid is not stupid to the end, and finally knows that Lao Tzu is playing you!" ”

"Your uncle! Do you think I won't dare hit you when you're old? Tang Yan pounced as he spoke, and he didn't care about the old man's dirty body as if he was taken out of the ditch, and the head and face were beaten with eight punches and eight kicks, and the old man screamed.

After beating him for half an hour, he was basically sure that the old man's hands and feet were all broken, and he was already a **, so Tang Yan let him go.

Tired and panting, Tang Yan sat on the ground, and the old man said while crying out in pain: "You kid is really good, Lao Tzu is over eighty years old this year, you ......"

Tang Yan rolled his eyes: "Old thing, you're just a virtual image, right?" I can't do anything, you have the ability to call the police to arrest me! ”

The old man was speechless, and slowly got up from the ground, and the broken hands and feet seemed to have been restored to their original state: "Since you know that I am a virtual system, you still bother to beat me?" ”

"Lao Tzu, this is called a good idea, you know? If you are angry, you can't fight back. Isn't there only one hour to communicate? I've been in this room for at least three or four hours, right? ”

The old man smiled: "It's been more than seven hours......"

"When it comes out, it won't be counted as Lao Tzu's debt, right?"

"Not really, the real timekeeping starts when I grab your wrist and get you to start learning, and I let go of my hand and it ends. In fact, when it comes to communication time, the system only recognizes the time spent in the learning process, and the interaction between you and us and ordinary communication are not counted in it. ”

In fact, the old man didn't say that Tang Yan probably understood this, but at the beginning, he didn't know that this dead old man would actually lie to him. Now that I think about it, since this is a prison system, of course, the people locked up here are all cunning criminals, compared to those in Nushui Prison, Tang Yan really shouldn't trust them.

"Lao Tzu is still too simple......" Tang Yan looked up to the sky and sighed, his face was sad and indignant, the old man in the room and the black girl outside the room were full of tears, Tang Yan's dictionary should not appear in the word simple at all!

When Tang Yan left the room, the old man told him: "For the sake of your shameless appearance and a bit of the charm of the old man's youth, let me remind you again, although the purpose of communicating with us people is only to learn auxiliary skills or strengthen skills, but don't waste the time to communicate freely after entering the room." Talking to us people will be of great benefit to your understanding of skills. ”

Tang Yan was not grateful for the old man's non-answering, he never believed that it was the old man's kindness or anything, but for some other purpose.

With a cold snort, Tang Yan finally left the room, the black girl had been waiting outside the room for a long time, and as soon as she saw Tang Yan come out, she announced with an expressionless face: "Congratulations to the host, the forged copy skill has obtained all the skill points of the first-level skill, and the host's current fraud option already has four points, and there are still six points left to upgrade to the second-level." At the same time, the host's Forgery Replication skill is upgraded to Level 2, and the bonus points for skill enhancement and proficiency cannot be obtained until the Scam option is upgraded. ”

Tang Yan waved his hand: "Don't talk about these useless things, just tell me how big a painting can I paint with my current copying skills?" ”

"The maximum is three feet by three feet." Hei Mei replied honestly.

Tang Yan nodded and left the prison system, and at the same time, he also woke up from his sleep.

Looking at the time, exactly eight hours had passed, and it was already six o'clock in the morning. It seems that in the prison system, the exchange of time between reality and reality is one-to-one, so that after completing tasks and getting more communication time in the future, better and reasonable arrangements are needed.