Xia Yan sat in the taxi and thought angrily: "TM, how great do you think you are! You think everyone will be oppressed by you! I'll give you two words: hehe!"

Xia Yan was very angry and ashamed of the editor-in-chief's behavior, if Xia Yan was allowed to stay in such a newspaper, it would be better for him to return to the days when he was a killer and always did tasks!

Xia Yan was sitting in the taxi, originally he wanted to go back to school directly, but when he thought that he would go back now and have nothing to do, he was very depressed. In the end, he decided to sort out the League of Legends information first, but he needed a computer, and he didn't plan to go to an Internet café anymore, so he asked the driver to take him to the Digital Electronic Plaza to buy a laptop.

When he arrived at the Digital Electronics Plaza, Xia Yan walked into a computer store, and he didn't pick much, so he chose a laptop with a better configuration by the way, and asked the staff to install the necessary software before paying and leaving.

After that, Xia Yan did not go back to school, but found a quieter café.

Then I found a slightly remote location in the café, ordered a cup of coffee, and sat there to start sorting out the League of Legends game materials in my mind.

The reason why he didn't go back to school was because he didn't want his roommates to find out what he was doing, and he didn't want his roommates to know in advance about this game that would become popular in the future.

The game information in Xia Yan's mind is not only some text information, but also some image materials about hero images, game maps, equipment images, etc.

Since Xia Yan decided to make the game League of Legends, he had to consider all kinds of problems, so he had to pay attention to the problem of game image quality and game animation grids.

What Xia Yan hopes is to be able to restore this game, instead of changing some of the original things in this game. Therefore, Xia Yan needs to have some painting skills, but judging from his current painting skills that can barely see what he is painting, it is still far from enough to meet his requirements.

Xia Yan had learned a lot of things in his previous life, but he had never been very good at the skill of art, which may be the reason why he had no talent!

But now he needs to use painting, so he has to think about it. But Xia Yan is not in a hurry, because he has an aunt and grandmother.

So, he began to call his aunt and grandmother. But when he was just about to call his aunt, he thought of the exchange mall that his aunt told him, and he felt that calling his aunt was too much.

So he gave up calling his aunt and grandmother, and directly began to meditate in his heart: exchange mall.

Soon, what appeared in front of me was still the dazzling interface. Xia Yan directly ignored and looked for it slowly, and directly typed in the search box: painting skills.

Soon, the search results came out.

"Drawing skills, skill classes, are divided into elementary, intermediate and advanced painting skills. Exchange Price: Beginner Painting Skill: 1,000 Quest Points, Intermediate Drawing Skill: 2,000 Quest Points, Advanced Painting Skill: 5,000 Quest Points. Please select the tier you want to redeem?"

Xia Yan thought helplessly: "It's so graded, why is it so pitiful!"

But Xia Yan just complained and gave up complaining, and then clicked on "Advanced Painting Skills".

The light screen then displayed: "Advanced painting skills, 5,000 mission points, do you want to redeem them?"

Xia Yan clicked: "Yes".

"The exchange is successful, and the remaining mission points are 12,000. ”

Soon, a wave of memories poured into Xia Yan's mind. These memories are memories of painting, including many painting skills, such as: sketching, line drawing, oil painting, comics and other skills. And these memories seemed to be familiar to him as if they were Xia Yan's personal experience.

In this way, Xia Yan learned to paint.

Xia Yan was so happy that he couldn't help but want to draw something.

So, he went out and bought some paper and some paintbrushes, and then he went back to the café.

Xia Yan took the pen and paper and began to try. Xia Yan drew a portrait of Rui Wen, the blade of exile, which is very good, although it is the first attempt, but Xia Yan has no sense of rustiness.

This made Xia Yan very happy, and he couldn't help but draw a few portraits of other heroes, all of which were very good.

Then, Xia Yan stopped. Because he needs the text of the game now, and the heroes and other images are not in such a hurry.

So next, Xia Yan continued to sort out the information.

Soon, it was noon. Xia Yan went out for lunch, and then continued to go back to the café to sort out the materials. He decided to finish the text of the game as much as possible today.

The time was spent in Xia Yan's crackling typing, but fortunately, Xia Yan was also a good hacker in his last life, so his typing speed was also very fast. By 7 p.m., the text was roughly finished.

So Xia Yan stood up, stretched, shook his hand, packed up his computer and pen and paper and left the café, went out to find a restaurant to solve dinner, and then found a taxi back to school.

Today, Xia Yan went out for another busy day, but now he has lost his job, and after the information is sorted out, he has not thought about what to do next.

He was now thinking about what to do next.

He has the ability to make money, but he doesn't know what to start with because he has too many skills.

Xia Yan can exchange knowledge and skills from the exchange mall given by his aunt and grandmother to make money.

Xia Yan thought about it for a long time in the taxi, but he didn't come up with a reason, but the taxi was still driving tirelessly, and soon arrived at Beijing University.

Xia Yan sighed, pushed the car door, and walked into the school.

In the dormitory, the roommates were all using the computer to play those boring monster farming games, and when they saw Xia Yan pushing the door in, they said hello, and no one paid too much attention to Xia Yan who pushed the door in.

Xia Yan didn't pay attention to their ignorance, he put the computer and pen and paper on the table, and began to sit in the chair and watch them play games.

Looking at it, Xia Yan couldn't stand it, because the games they played were too boring, except for monster farming, it was monster farming.

So Xia Yan couldn't help but ask them, "What do you think of this game?"

Chen Yu turned his head and glanced at Xia Yan, then immediately turned his head to look at the computer, but took Xia Yan's question in his mouth and said, "What else can I do?

"Really?" Xia Yan smiled and didn't speak.

End of chapter