Grandmaster Calligraphy and Painting Imitation Skill

"Excuse me, sorry to interrupt." Wang Haoran looked at Xin Liangcai. "Teacher Xin, it's obvious Teacher Song isn't interested in you. Why bother flattering yourself?"

"Student Wang, this is a matter between us teachers. It has nothing to do with you, does it?" Xin Liangcai was annoyed at having his moment interrupted, but he didn't dare to lose his temper.

"I tried talking nicely, but you won't listen, huh?"

Wang Haoran walked straight up to Xin Liangcai, snatched the bouquet from his hands, and tossed it into the trash can.

"If you dare harass Teacher Song again, I won't just have you kicked out of school—I'll find someone to break your dog legs!"

"Get lost!"

His words were commanding and domineering.

Xin Liangcai, as a teacher, was furious at being threatened like this by a student, but he didn't dare utter a single word of protest. He slunk away in disgrace.

He was just a Physical Education Teacher with no connections.

Wang Haoran's family had money and influence. Dealing with a lowly PE teacher like him would be a piece of cake.

So how could Xin Liangcai dare to act out?

Ding. The host has dealt with a common Tool Man who would have aided the Male Lead and Female Lead, altering the original plot direction. Received 100 Villain Points.

Wang Haoran received the System Notification but wasn't too thrilled with the reward.

100 Villain Points? That's pretty measly, isn't it?

Is a common Tool Man really that cheap? And why didn't Song Zhenyu's Affection toward me increase after I drove away her annoying suitor? Is she just that hard to win over, or is it because of the teacher-student dynamic? Or maybe—did my little speech scare not just Xin Liangcai, but Song Zhenyu too?

Does Song Zhenyu see me as a bad guy now?

Wang Haoran couldn't figure out which reason it was, so he decided to stop worrying about it for now.

But one thing was certain: Xin Liangcai wouldn't be pursuing Song Zhenyu anymore.

Wang Haoran couldn't help but sigh.

Being a villain has its perks. A few harsh words, and the guy cowers immediately.

If it were the Male Lead, even if he drove Xin Liangcai away, the guy would still keep chasing Song Zhenyu.

And he'd probably get even bolder.

But with Wang Haoran stepping in, it was a one-and-done solution!

Song Zhenyu was dazed for a long moment before snapping back to reality.

Xin Liangcai had been harassing her for ages. She'd made it clear she wasn't interested, but he kept clinging on, bothering her after work, and now he'd gotten bold enough to chase her into the office.

But after Wang Haoran's scare just now, he probably wouldn't dare pursue her again.

"Wang Haoran, thank you so much." Song Zhenyu was deeply grateful.

"No need to thank me. I'm a man—it's my duty to protect a woman." Wang Haoran smiled.

"What man? You're just a little kid." Song Zhenyu covered her mouth with a laugh, speaking in a world-weary tone.

"I'm not little. I'm eighteen—not a kid anymore." Wang Haoran raised an eyebrow.

Song Zhenyu froze, then instinctively took a closer look at Wang Haoran.

This boy in front of her was really, really handsome, especially his eyes.

Deep in his gaze, there seemed to be a weariness that didn't belong to an eighteen-year-old.

It was captivating.

Song Zhenyu stared at Wang Haoran without blinking for a long while.

After a moment, she realized her lapse and quickly looked away.

I'm a teacher. How can I stare at my own student like that? What kind of behavior is this? She scolded herself inwardly, then coughed to ease the awkwardness. "Alright, alright, I won't call you a kid. You're a man, happy now?"

After a chuckle, Song Zhenyu gave Wang Haoran a curious look. "Even I was scared by what you said to Teacher Xin just now."

Normally, Wang Haoran gave her the impression of being a model student.

"Teacher Song, I'm just a student. How could I actually hire someone to beat people up? I was just bluffing." Wang Haoran put on an innocent face.

"Good." Song Zhenyu nodded in satisfaction.

She still hoped her students would all be well-behaved kids.

"Teacher Song, I noticed the way Teacher Xin looked at you before he left—he was still drooling over you.

He definitely won't give up. He'll keep pestering you. Maybe when you go home tonight, he'll ambush you on the way. If he gets desperate, he might even—" Wang Haoran spun a tale.

Song Zhenyu's face changed color at that.

Xin Liangcai had indeed harassed her multiple times on her way home before.

In her view, what Wang Haoran described was very possible.

"Teacher Song, after Evening Self-Study, I'll walk you home. No need to be afraid!" Wang Haoran patted his chest.

"Ah... well, okay."

Even though letting a student escort her home was highly inappropriate, Song Zhenyu was even more afraid of being harassed by Xin Liangcai.

In front of her students, Song Zhenyu was known for her explosive temper, often slamming her desk at the slightest provocation.

Actually, this was all an act to handle those students who weren't much younger than her.

In reality, she was just a gentle, mild-mannered woman.

Wang Haoran strolled leisurely back to the classroom.

He picked up a textbook, flipped it open to a random page, and pretended to be ready to study.

But secretly, he opened the System Shop.

His Villain Points had already accumulated to 900—time to spin the wheel.

Watching the lottery wheel in the System Shop spin, he felt a bit nervous.

A few seconds later, the result came out.

Ding, congratulations, host! Your luck is through the roof—you've drawn the "Grandmaster Calligraphy and Painting Imitation Skill," worth 1000 Villain Points. Use it now?

"Grandmaster Calligraphy and Painting Imitation Skill?"

Seeing what he'd won, Wang Haoran was stunned for a moment, then replied "Yes" to the system.

The next instant, he felt a surge of electricity course through his body, but it quickly returned to normal.

He noticed some conceptual knowledge had been added to his mind, and beyond that, his limbs had gained some muscle memory.

This was clearly the result of using the "Grandmaster Calligraphy and Painting Imitation Skill."

At that moment, Wang Haoran also understood what this skill was for.

Put simply, now whenever he saw any calligraphy or painting, he could imitate it with up to ninety-nine percent accuracy.

"Copy famous works from ancient and modern masters to sell for money?"

That thought popped into Wang Haoran's head.

Those antique calligraphy and paintings were worth a fortune.

Just knock off a few and sell them as originals—it'd be an easy cash cow.

But on second thought, he wasn't short on cash.

Doing that would be pointless.

And a forgery with ninety-nine percent accuracy was still a forgery.

Selling it as the real deal still carried a tiny bit of risk.

This skill is way too useless, right?

What I need is a skill to deal with the protagonist! Wang Haoran grumbled internally, but quickly shifted his thinking.

This imitation skill didn't have to be limited to famous works—it could also copy someone else's handwriting.

Ninety-nine percent similarity was enough to pass off as the real thing.

Used well, it might even work wonders.

Wang Haoran started mulling over practical applications for the calligraphy and painting imitation skill, while also checking his panel.

Host: Wang Haoran

Combat Power: 89

Charm Value: 268

Villain Halo: 179

Villain Points: 400

Skills: Grandmaster Calligraphy and Painting Imitation Skill

The skills slot finally wasn't "None" anymore.

Chu Bai had gotten a forty-thousand-yuan bonus and already paid back Chen Zishi's thousand yuan.

The relationship between Chu Bai and Chen Zishi had eased up a bit, but only just a little.

"Fatty, sorry about earlier. You're not still mad at me, are you?" Chu Bai whispered to his deskmate Chen Zishi.

Chen Zishi glanced at Chu Bai but said nothing.

He'd argued with Chu Bai today, and Chu Bai had shoved him, slamming his shoulder into the wall—it still hurt, so of course he held a grudge.

From how things played out, Chen Zishi could tell that if Chu Bai hadn't already been written up last time, given his temper, it wouldn't have stopped at a shove—he'd have beaten him black and blue.

Chu Bai often scrapped with street punks and didn't hold back.

Chen Zishi knew he was no match; if it came to a real fight, he'd just be a punching bag.

Seeing Chen Zishi's attitude, Chu Bai felt a little annoyed.

I'm already lowering myself here, and you're still sulking over a girl? Is it worth it? Forget it, can't be bothered with this idiot.

Chu Bai's gaze drifted to Xu Muyan's silhouette in the distance.

The School Belle was the School Belle—even her back view was that beautiful.

Chu Bai's heart itched.

Soon he couldn't sit still. He planned to pretend to ask Xu Muyan a study question, to get close to the School Belle.

Chu Bai wanted to switch seats with Wen Jing, Xu Muyan's deskmate.

With that thought, Chu Bai suddenly patted Chen Zishi on the shoulder and said casually:

"I'm going to swap seats with Wen Jing. I'll have her sit here and give you an opportunity."