Although his physical abilities were also quite good, the perfect figure from before was quite useful and improved his physical fitness.
However, there was nothing extraordinary in this category. At most, it was an ability to increase one's appearance.
Tang Ling expressed that he was satisfied with his current appearance.
In comparison, many of the things in the lifestyle skills were quite good.
"Draw life skills."
As Tang Ling said that in his heart, the system notification soon rang out.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the skill, Suit Thug: A grandmaster-level fighting skill. Teaching you how to perform violence is also an elegant aesthetic!”
All of a sudden, Tang Ling felt a surge of knowledge and muscle memory quickly merge into his mind and body, subtly allowing him to receive them.
After he obtained the Perfect Body, his physical fitness had already been greatly strengthened. It was just that he did not know how to use this strength. Perhaps two anti-fans could take him down.
However, after he obtained the grandmaster-level martial arts skill called Suit Thug, Tang Ling felt like he had gone from a primary school student to a professor.
He knew how to use his physical fitness to fight.
"Hmm, this skill seems to be very suitable for my 'modesty'(acting tough) aura.”
Tang Ling nodded in satisfaction.
Most importantly, the next time he went to the cinema with Yang Mi and the others, he did not have to worry about being surrounded by a few anti-fans and not being able to walk out of the cinema.
"I'll continue to draw a life skill.”
Tang Ling was ready to work harder. There were still many things he was interested in in the life skills.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining proficiency in the Italian language.”
In the next second, Tang Ling felt like he had absorbed a lot of knowledge again. The language that sounded like a football commentator's was now comprehensible to him.
Tang Ling's face darkened.
" What's with the proficiency in Italian? Even if you're not as proficient in 365 languages as the male protagonist in the novel, you should at least get yourself a proficiency in Ying language. At least you're in line with the international standards.”
Tang Ling's face hurt.
When the organizers of the Italian Film Festival called, he had made a mistake. Now, he was suddenly proficient in Italian.
Wasn't this f * cking playing him to death?
You might not believe it, but I just learned this pure Italian.
Tang Ling could not help but glance at his system panel. There was still one lucky draw chance left on it.
Host: Tang Ling.
[Skill: God-level directing ability.] (With a grandmaster-level directing talent, you are already at the top of the current directing world.）
Perfect figure. (Your figure is perfect, and your physical fitness is extremely high. You can stand shoulder to shoulder with Li Xiaolong at his peak.）
Cooking skills. (In Kung Pao Chicken and Braised Lion's Head, you are comparable to a grandmaster who has been passed down for thousands of years.)）
Divine Ability X. (It's not important that I obtained this ability by accident.）
Master level painting skill proficiency. (A grandmaster level painting skill. You can easily control all kinds of styles and can be called a grandmaster in this field.)）
Suit thug. (Grandmaster-level combat techniques, a mix of various martial arts and fighting techniques, enough to allow you to demonstrate what violence is but also elegance!)）
He is proficient in Italian. (Your mastery of the Italian language is comparable to that of the purest Italian nobles. You are even proficient in the dialect.）
[Lottery draw: 1]
Looking at the pitiful number of lucky draws, Tang Ling hesitated.
If there were only scripts, songs, recipes, and other items in the item category, he was still confident that he would be able to get the general item he wanted.
However, this particular 'language'…
After looking at the dazzling variety of skills in the Life Skills section and the hundreds of languages from all over the world, Tang Ling gave up on the idea of turning a bicycle into a motorcycle.
If he had the time, he might as well use it to draw something else. At least the accuracy would be slightly higher.
In any case, he was just accompanying her at the film festival this time. He probably didn't need to go on stage to say anything.
When Tang Ling finished drawing the reward happily and came back to his senses, his face froze.
Looking at the wet spot on his shoulder shirt, he really wanted to wake up Xiaojiang, who was sleeping soundly and still unconscious.
Didn't they say that goddesses didn't need to eat, sleep, and drool?
However, in the end, he decided to endure it for a while.
It wasn't that Lord Tang had suddenly become a straight man, but that he had taken into account the fact that he had more or less benefited from the other party's help this time, so he took it as a reward.
He was still a typical straight man of steel.
After a while, Tang Ling felt the little head resting on his shoulder finally move. It slowly opened its eyes.
"You're awake?" Tang Ling coughed.
"Well, are we almost in Italy?"
Jiang Shuying blushed when she realized she had fallen asleep on Tang Ling's shoulder. She pretended to be calm and asked,"
Perhaps it was because Tang Ling's shirt was made of good fabric and was more water-absorbing, or perhaps Jiang Shuying was too preoccupied with the fact that she had fallen asleep on his shoulder, she did not notice the problem at all.
She pretended to be calm as she continued to lean on his shoulder and ask questions without raising her head.
"There should still be a while, but…Can you move your head away first? My shoulders are a little wet." Tang Ling could not help but exclaim.
“？”
Jiang Shuying was stunned when she heard his words. She then realized something was wrong when she saw the mark on Tang Ling's shoulder.
She blushed and looked up. She wanted to explain but didn't know what to say. In the end, she said in a voice like a mosquito,"Um, I'm sorry, I... Well, I've been a little tired recently, so... You know that, right?"
"It's okay. I understand. Everyone has their moments of embarrassment. Do you have a tissue or something?”
Tang Ling pointed at his shirt awkwardly.
"That... How about seven dimensions?"
Jiang Shuying asked.
“....”
Tang Ling did not say anything. He looked at Jiang Shuying as if she was f * cking kidding him.
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