Mu Zi'an's voice came, and everyone present was stunned once again!
This reversal happened way too fast! Our hearts can hardly take it!
Pei Jianzhi, who had been in despair, perked up instantly upon hearing this!
He shouted as if he had grasped at a straw.
"Everyone heard that, right? He admitted it! He plagiarized all those poems! The Pei family has won! The Pei family has won!"
Pei Jianzhi looked as excited as a dog that had just received a reward.
However, no one present paid any attention to him.
Mu Zian finished the wine in his cup again and laughed heartily.
"Since I copied them all, why don't I copy a couple more?"
Pei Jianzhi was overjoyed upon hearing this.
"Alright! It's a deal! Let's all witness this!"
Liu Rushi stepped forward calmly and said.
"No matter what, I believe in you, young master."
Ning Hongchen covered her mouth and smiled, exuding charm.
"Young master, please broaden the horizons of these mediocre people."
Xiao Xiuning stood dignifiedly and looked around.
"No matter what happens, I will always be behind you."
Lu Yunxue wanted to say something, but the words stuck in her throat and she couldn't get them out.
Pei Jianzhi was overjoyed; at that moment, he thought Mu Zian was a fool.
How could a timeless masterpiece be like cabbage by the roadside, which you can pick up as many as you want?
If you can't write poems of the same quality as before, then it can be directly confirmed that the poems and lyrics you wrote before were all plagiarized!
That way, I'll be able to escape from a desperate situation and even turn defeat into victory!
Just as Pei Jianzhi was still indulging in his fantasies, Mu Zian had already turned his head, picked up his pen, and started writing.
"I've never experienced heartbreak, so I can't write about it."
"It is difficult to meet and even more difficult to part; the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. The silkworm spins silk until death, and the candle burns until it is ash."
"I've never been to the frontier battlefields, so I can't write about it."
"A new white jade saddle hangs on a chestnut horse, the battlefield is deserted under a cold moon. The iron drums on the city wall still resound, the golden sword in its sheath is still wet with blood."
"I haven't experienced the pain of parting from friends, so I can't write about it."
"The morning rain in Weicheng dampens the light dust, and the willows by the inn are fresh and green. I urge you to drink another cup of wine, for beyond Yangguan there will be no old friends."
"I have never experienced separation from my beloved, so I cannot write about it."
"The slanting sunlight shines through the red doors until dawn. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees. Alone I climb the high tower, gazing to the ends of the earth. I long to send a letter, but the mountains are high and the waters wide; where can I send it?"
"I grew up in luxury and never experienced the pain of a broken country, so I can't write about it."
"The country is broken, but the mountains and rivers remain; spring has come to the city, but the grass and trees grow deep. Moved by the times, the flowers seem to weep; saddened by parting, the birds startle the heart. War has raged for three months; a letter from home is worth a fortune. My white hair grows even shorter from scratching; it can hardly hold a hairpin."
"I have never seen old friends again after retiring from marriage, so I am even less able to write about them."
"Red, delicate hands, yellow wine, spring colors fill the city, willows line the palace walls. The east wind is cruel, joy is fleeting. A heart full of sorrow, years of separation. Wrong, wrong, wrong."
Spring remains the same, but I am wasted away, tears staining my red handkerchief. Peach blossoms fall, the pavilion by the idle pond stands silent. Our vows remain, but letters cannot be sent. No, no, no!
Pei Jianzhi, who had been barking loudly, suddenly fell silent as he watched.
The quality of each poem was so good that even he, who had never understood poetry, was amazed.
Everyone present was so shocked that their mouths dropped open.
Even Mr. Dongshan was at a loss for words to describe the shock and awe he felt.
So many timeless quotes, any one of them is something that everyone present can only dream of but never achieve!
Copy? Where to copy from? Whose work to copy?
Buy? Buy from whom? Who would sell?
Who would pass up the chance to make history?
The students present were first shocked, then bitter, and finally laughed it off.
With such a monster in front of them, they couldn't muster the slightest thought of resistance.
Looking around, everyone else was doing the same.
Xiao Xiuning murmured, reciting it over and over again.
Her gaze swept over Ning Hongchen and Liu Rushi.
Suddenly, it seemed as if she had come to a realization about something.
A beautifully blooming flower will naturally attract countless bees to swarm around it.
Since she couldn't stop him from attracting other women, why should she try to have him all to herself?
Being able to get even a small piece is already a great blessing.
With this thought in mind, Xiao Xiuning's gaze fell on Lu Yunxue again.
For a moment, I even felt a little sympathy for her. There was once a flower that bloomed for her alone, but she rejected it.
Now this flower blooms brilliantly again in a different way, but it has nothing to do with you anymore.
For a moment, Xiao Xiuning actually felt lucky, because at least she still had something.
With a thud, Mu Zian threw the pen in his hand to the ground.
The crisp sound startled everyone awake!
Pei Shaoji collapsed to the ground, his face turning deathly pale.
Mu Zi'an stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at him and asked.
"Do you need me to copy some more?"
Mu Zian's voice was like a demon from hell, driving Pei Shaoji completely insane.
"Impossible! Impossible! Are you a human or a ghost? Are you a human or a ghost?"
"Ouch! My head hurts so much! My head hurts so much!"
Pei Shaoji clutched his head and screamed wildly.
At that moment, his worldview completely collapsed!
His once most prized talent was worthless in front of Mu Zian!
His once proudest self-esteem was crushed by Mu Zian, step by step!
His once-renowned reputation was completely shattered by Mu Zi'an!
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