The students came around noisily, and the person who was standing next to An Chengjie hurriedly backed away.
An Chengjie stood alone in the center of the crowd and tried to suppress the panic in his heart and said calmly, "Mr. Liu, I don’t understand what you mean."
"I don't understand?" Liu Qingfeng was even more angry when he saw that he didn't admit it. He turned to the first page of the collection of ancient poems and showed it to him directly. "Plagiarizing the things of the predecessors on himself, you are really lost. The face of the reader!"
[An Chengsheng’s chance of falling in love with the protagonist has been reduced to 30%, please try harder.]
After receiving the system prompt, Ye Zhizhou glanced at An Chengsheng with the same complexion on his face, adding fuel to the fire. "How did the elder brother and elder brother make the same poems as in the ancient poetry collection? Isn't the elder brother really plagiarized? Shouldn't it Ah, clearly all his poems were well done before, so he doesn’t need to plagiarize at his level..."
An Chengsheng's complexion changed, as if he thought of something, and asked, "Le'er, where did you get this collection of ancient poems? And, is this collection of poems really a series?"
"How did Big Brother suddenly think of this and ask this?" He pretended to be confused, and replied, "The poem collection was bought by me from an old beggar on South Street. It is said that his ancestors used to be in the disaster of the writing prison It has been kept secretly and has been hidden for hundreds of years. It is also a series of poems that he told me is a series. The light poem part is divided into four chapters: spring, summer, autumn and winter."
An Chengsheng's thoughts twirled in his mind, recalling some of the more stunning poems before An Chengjie, and his suspicions rose.I didn’t think before, but now I think about it carefully. The styles of An Chengjie’s poems are actually quite different. It’s not inconsistent to say that they were made by a few different people... Would it be An Chengjie’s coincidence? After getting the other series of ancient poetry collections, seeing that the poetry collections were unknown, he began to use plagiarism... Thinking of this, he clenched his teeth with anger, and quickly stepped forward to Liu Qingfeng, and joined the questioning team.
[An Chengsheng’s chance of falling in love with the male host has dropped to 15%, please host to make persistent efforts.]
A war between plagiarism against plagiarism dogs and potential fans turning black and stepping back on it officially started. Ye Zhizhou satisfactorily turned off the system prompts and tweeted seeds in the corner.There is no need to worry about An Chengsheng here for now. Lei Baofei’s chance of falling in love has dropped below the safety line, and now there is only one seven princes left... In the end, the note that he shot into last time To no...
Wenhui started a lively start, and then it didn't look good.
The ink in An Chengjie's stomach was completely unbearable in front of Dali Liu Qingfeng. After a few temptations, he was tested out of depth. Finally, An Chengjie was unable to withstand the pressure and fled.Because of this episode, the students did not have any interest in exchange of knowledge. After discussing the plagiarism incident, they scattered.
An Chengsheng returned angrily to Zhenguo Gongfu. After learning that An Chengjie didn't return home, he went directly to Zhenguo Gong's study room and prepared to have a good talk with his father.This time, An Chengjie was really ugly. If it is not handled properly, the reputation of the township government will be over for decades!
Ye Zhizhou, who was planning to follow up and add more fire, was stopped at the gate by Zijin Wei who suddenly emerged, and was forcibly returned to the palace.He was sitting in the carriage with a bag of sunflower seeds, and began to think deeply. The lover with a bad temper is going to be crazy. What should he do to coax people...
When it was time to return to the Yongyan Hall, Yan Mingyong sat at the dining table alone, facing the table full of food and slowly flipping through the books.
Ye Zhizhou's footsteps came in when he saw the door, and then strode forward as if nothing had happened, a bright smile on his face, "Ming Yong I'm back! What to eat at night? It smells good."
"Le'er." Yan Mingyong closed the book, looked up at him expressionlessly, and reached out his hand. "My chest is a little stuffy."
Hey, he didn't make trouble, and he took the initiative to reach out to coax, it seems that his lover has finally matured a little.He was relieved and stepped forward to hold his hand and help him to smooth his chest. "Isn't it a reason to sleep too long? I will take you to the garden tomorrow. I can't sleep for an afternoon."
Yan Mingyong leaned back on him following his movements, got up and wrapped his neck around, nodded, "Well, listen to you."
He squinted and smiled, only to think that such a well-behaved lover was particularly cute, and could not help bowing his face to kiss his face, "I have encountered some fun things outside today, and I will tell you after eating!"
Yan Mingyong's eyes flickered, and the hand around his neck lifted slightly, exposing a thin needle at the tip of his finger, and gently pierced, and also smiled, "Just, I also have some fun things to tell you."
The acquaintance of tingling came from behind the neck, and then the brain was stuffy, and the body became soft and fell down involuntarily.He forced the last sober look to catch his lover, trying to roll his eyes but had no strength, murmured in silence, "Ming Yong, you don't need this..." The consciousness gradually fainted, his eyes could not hold closed, and finally he was completely unconscious .
Yan Mingyong looked at the person who looked clever and quiet after falling asleep in his arms, lowered his head and rubbed his cheek, hugged the person tightly, and sighed, "Le'er, then you can't run."
An Chengjie hid in Guiyuan Temple for two days, and took a so-called ancient poetry collection that had been widely spread from a foreign tourist. After reading it, his heart finally sank completely.First, the Kawagoe restaurant that suddenly popped up, and then the current "Tangshi Song Ci Selection", there is still another traverser in this world, and this traverser is still very unfriendly, actually secretly rectifying him behind his back!Angrily, he dropped the poem collection. He sat in the small monk's room with a somber face. After a long time, he finally made up his mind and found a pen and paper to write to Lei Baofei.
In the middle of the third day, he sneaked back to the Zhenguo government.
Dazhu was waiting for him at the side entrance, and when he was busy, he greeted him anxiously and said, "Master, what should we do now? Now everyone outside is scolding you, and Grandpa Guo also said that he would drive you back to Zhuangzi, and the old lady is also very Angry, there is trouble in the second room to get rid of you, the young master..."
"Okay, shut up!" An Chengjie interrupted him impatiently, taking the cloak in his hand to surround himself, carefully avoiding the patrolling family Ding and hurried towards his yard, asking while walking, "Let you Has the letter to Lei Gongzi been sent?"
"It has been sent." Dazhu saw that he was in a bad mood, and he dared not say anything more, and whispered back, "Lei Gongzi said that he had already prepared things for his son in the afternoon, and said, and said... "
Hearing that things were ready, An Chengjie was in a much better mood and asked, "What are you talking about? Don't talk about it. You can rest assured that you were willing to follow me all the way from Zhuangzi to Beijing. I will never leave you. Just say something."
Da Zhu saw him like this, he gritted his teeth, and said everything he should not say, "Those who Lei Gongzi sent said that this was the last time, the graciousness has been returned, and I hope that the son will not bother, and said that except for your request He also prepared some silver coins enough for his son to live in the future, hoping that the son would do well in the future, and be able to refresh himself and be a real man."
An Chengjie stopped abruptly and took a few deep breaths before barely suppressing the rising anger, flicking his sleeves and continuing on.Has gratitude returned?Don't bother?Pooh!Forgetful bastard!This ancient man really didn't have a good thing!
After tidying up the valuables and silver tickets in the dark compartment of the room, he took the big column out of the courtyard where he had lived for only a few months. He suddenly sneered and pulled out a tumbler from his arms.Since I decided to ruin the past, the place I lived in was destroyed!
Dazhu watched his expression become more and more rueful in the dim light of Huozhezi, and he couldn't help shaking.Is the current son still taking care of his son since he was a child? I always feel that my son's temperament has been more extreme since the water fell...
The Zhenguo government suddenly caught fire in the middle of the night and burned several yards. I heard that the shameless man who copied ancient poetry was also burnt to death.As soon as the news spread, there were those who applauded, those who were conspiracy, those who were anxious, and those who shook their heads and sighed, but no one was sad. The people who once chased An Chengjie now in turn scolded him as a liar, And those who have been friends with An Chengjie are ashamed of this, and they do not want to mention the name An Chengjie anymore.
Ye Zhizhou listened to Dean talking these news in an emotionless voice, but only felt a headache, "Okay, okay, I know he is miserable now, you don’t have to come over every day to report, I just want to know, what about your master? "He has been in this comfortable and exquisite hot spring for three or four days. Every day he wants to eat, he wants to sleep, he wants to sleep. Anyone who wants it is sent by someone immediately. Yan Mingyong, who was stunned here, only Dean saw the sky before him.
"Your Highness has been delayed, and will come soon."
This is another answer!The ears can't hear the cocoon!And the bear kid actually transferred a large number of Zi Jinwei to surround this hot spring, and he could run away, but who knows what the bear kid will do after running!I really don't understand how this lover of both mature and stable lives in the previous two generations has become like this in my life. Is it because the gene was mutated during reincarnation?Wait, your lover won't let your soul be like you...
[Question-related characters scan to confirm that there is no abnormality, please be at ease.]
He looked at the light screen in front of him, jetting in his heart, "So he can meet me every life, is it because he will be reborn in particular?" It has long been suspected, no matter how clever, the mission world can meet a lover, And the lover is also a character related to the task, so suspicious!
The light screen flickered, [Heaven’s way is not to be violated, directional reincarnation is detrimental to the soul and is not desirable.]
The vomiting in his heart stopped, ignorant, and then asked anxiously, "What does directional reincarnation mean? Is it still possible?"
[Host permissions are not enough to answer.]
"...Fuck!"
[Please host the civilization task.]
"..." Half of the words said no jj!
He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.The lover can come with him eight or nine times. He used the damn directional reincarnation!So he is getting weaker and weaker?There is also a worse spiritual power in that life...If the weakened spiritual power of the lover is related to the loss of soul by the directional reincarnation, that spiritual power will disappear completely... There is a sudden agitation in my heart, and the nerves are tense instantly, "Tongtian, spirit Can power count as part of the soul?"
This time the system is quiet for a long time before the light screen pops up, [mental power can strengthen the soul strength.]
"Then tell me, is Ming Yong's soul depleted now?"
[No exceptions.]
He breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed on the chair.Fortunately, the lover's soul is still intact. With the last hope, he continued to ask, "Can the directional reincarnation not consume the soul but only the mental power?"
The light screen flashed for a long time this time. It seemed to be retrieving data. Only two minutes later, new text appeared on the light screen. [In principle, the other party must have special permissions.]
"In principle, what special authority is required?"
[Host permissions are not enough to answer.]
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