Plagiarist Superstar in Another World

Song Ren was sitting by the window, on the table in the middle of two rows of bookshelves, a cup of tea, 2 books, and the whole person felt unusually clean and comfortable.

There are many chapters in Saintly Path of Confucianism that need to be improved. The knowledge of Earth and some discourses need to be changed, but they have never been so calm.

During this time, in addition to Cultivation and updated chapters, he also found a very good book on the bookshelf, read with keen interest pleasure.

And sure enough, once uploaded, “Saintly Path of Confucianism” quickly swept through the major lists. In addition to the unpredictable plot, each poem written by many literati praised and praised.

And this 4th book has a total of more than 700 and 10000 words, which is too much and too much more than the previous 3 books. Song Ren has not entered the Sage’s Composition and Emperor’s Composition columns. However, this word count is currently in other columns and has never appeared. .

More than 700 words and 10000 words. Compared with other people, a thousand words are a word of Novel. In this way, even if you regenerate your mind several times, you will not be able to compile it.

Inhuman!

Song Ren can even imagine that if this book ends, it will definitely create a Novel achievement with the most words.

After drinking a cup of tea, the golden sun shone on the table and the book, and with the slight shadow of the tree at the door, Song Ren really enjoyed it.

There are guests at the door. Although Song Ren is here to work, he does not need to summon himself. Tang Xiaoyi is now more active than him.

After all, every money that comes in is his.

Wu Tianyu flipped through the books with interest, but it was not like Novel, it was stored in a corner of a bookshelf, nobody read it, and it was full of spider web books.

Every book is neat and tidy, and the bookshelf is spotlessly cleaned.

He passed by Song Ren, and after 3 seconds, his eyes lightened and he stepped back.

Song Ren’s look at this moment is simply amazing, it’s completely like a painting.

There is also a Confucian dress like him, this talent, which is exactly what he now yearns for besides chasing Novel.

Especially when the sun is half-lit on the side of the face, how can the hair on the forehead look so charming in the warm sun.

Song Ren turned it over, whispering in his heart, this guy is faulty, always staring at himself.

It’s time to put on makeup today. The appearance of Steamed Bun can’t be seen. Moreover, he doesn’t know his identity as a musician or a TV series.

This guy shouldn’t have Longyang.

The chair moved, Wu Tianyu sat directly in front of Song Ren and placed the folding fan on the table.

“This brother, you are very handsome.”

“Cough cough cough ——” Song Ren caught off guard, coughed, and quickly looked towards Wu Tianyu.

This and the others can meet by themselves, you want a woman to say this, I am proud, you this, this …

Song Ren quickly said, “I’m not interested in you, I like women.”

Wu Tianyu smiled: “Look what the brother said, I also like …”

Before he finished speaking, he immediately understood what Song Ren meant, and his face flushed, and you treat me as someone.

“Not brother, I mean, you have such a beautiful mood, how did you do it, and I want to be a literary talent, can you teach me?”

Song Ren watched Wu Tianyu wearing a Confucian clothing, but with wide and thick black eyebrows, invisible overbearing aura on his body, and healthy muscles under the outline of this clothing.

Pull it down and look as young as yourself, but also a martial artist than Wufu.

“This can’t be taught. Scholars are generally weak. Isn’t there something to say, okay, Xiucai encountered soldiers, and he couldn’t reasonably say, I’m Xiucai now, you are a soldier.”

“No, I can also learn. How much money do you pay for 1000 2 is enough, not enough!” Wu Tianyu felt uncomfortable for a while, what made you a showman and I was a soldier.

Do I look like someone licking blood on the edge of the knife?

“Brother, what are you doing?” Wu Ying walked around and couldn’t find Old Brother. He heard this person talking before he came over.

Tang Xiaoyi, who followed him, stared brightly at the 1000 2 silver ticket, and his heart was crying.

No, there is no such thing as sitting and drinking tea and reading books. Someone comes to the door to send money. Bigbro Song still looks awkward.

I am so diligent, I look forward to the hardworking people who can buy a few more books, but not even a few pennies.

How unfair.

“Don’t worry, brother, as long as you tell me the secret, the money is yours. Look at you like this, it should be the boss of this bookstore, and there are no guests. This money is enough for you to earn.” Wu Tianyu still resigned.

After finally finding this feeling, must get the ‘secret recipe’.

Tang Xiaoyi behind him looked at himself, crying without tears.

No, Bigbro Song isn’t as good as I am. Like a book boy, which one do you see as someone like Boss? I look like a part-time job.

Song Ren smiled bitterly, people were sitting at home, and money fell from the sky.

He likes money, but he has no way to teach this talent. My meditation has been hardened together these days, just to better write and compile “Confucianism and Taoism”.

Xia Zhilan actually picked an ancient sheet music, and she was so excited that she got such a good book. It was really a worthwhile trip.

When I came over, I saw Wu Tianyu sitting at the table and cuddling.

Looking at it, it looks like a young man, but it is a little familiar, but it is strange, it seems that I have seen it somewhere.

Song Ren accidentally glanced at Xia Zhilan.

Luck won’t be so bad, why is Xia Zhilan here?

He and Xia Zhilan are also acquaintances. Whether they are authors or musicians, they have exchanged a lot, not to mention anything else. For more than 2 months of filming, whether it is body language or action, everyday all is together. It is considered Old Acquaintance. Already.

These 9 kings should be far away from Kyoto.

Song Ren quickly turned around and said, “Bother wouldn’t bother me to read, this thing can’t be taught.”

“No, I just want to be a literate …”

“Brother, you’re making a mess again, hurry up and say okay today to accompany Sister Lan, I will tell my father if you do this again, and let him clean up for you,” Wu Ying heard, and immediately understood the sillyness of big brother Loss of temper is committed again.

Quickly pulled to get up, and then pushed out.

Xia Zhilan sat down, frowning: “Have you ever seen this boy before?”

“never seen it!”

“But you haven’t seen me yet. How come you haven’t?”

“I like men, so I never look at women, we must not know each other.”

Tang Xiaoyi, who had a smile on his face and thought of the ancient sheet music in Xia Zhilan’s hand, would have stiffened, and looked horrified towards Song Ren with his back on his face.

No way.

Xia Zhilan also flicked his face, straightened up, and bit his lip gently before leaving: “I still think we seem to know, and this voice is also very familiar.” Then he left.

Song Ren was speechless for a while, why did he just meet a bunch of bars today.

I just want to write a book quietly.

“Young Lady, thanks to 2 tael of silver.”

“keep the change.”

“Thank you, Young Lady, and welcome back next time-“

“Will do!”