Rise From the Humble

  Chapter 977 My work is now in the world

"My humble work? Hehehe, Mr. Zhu is really humble. With Mr. Zhu's talent, the so-called humble work must be a masterpiece." Yuan Wei looked at Zhu Ping'an without blinking, and the corner of his mouth pulled out. With a playful smile, he praised Zhu Pingan insincerely, then changed the subject, and said in a tone that did not allow Zhu Pingan to refuse, "It's better to be happy alone than to be happy with others. Mr. Zhu, don't try to cherish yourself with a broom. It’s a great book, but I must feast my eyes on it.”

  In Yuan Wei's view, this is a good opportunity for Zhu Pingan to make a fool of himself.

  In his opinion, Zhu Pingan's so-called clumsy work is just an excuse. He, Zhu Pingan, didn't come up with any idea at all. Zhu Pingan's contribution to Qingci several times in the past was all deliberate and well-prepared, so he was able to express his pen with good quality. But this time, the Holy Spirit transferred him to Wuyi Hall to present Qing Ci, which was a bit sudden, which made Zhu Pingan unable to prepare in advance, and the fact that the level of Qing Ci was not good was exposed at once, and he wrote two Qing Ci He, Zhu Ping'an, didn't even write a single word.

  If he, Zhu Ping'an, had conceived it well, with his shameless pursuit, he would have been eager to ask for credit and win the favor of the Holy One.

This kid Zhu Pingan used despicable means (deliberate planning, preparation in advance, speculation, etc.) to suppress his limelight several times. The opportunities that originally belonged to him were snatched away by him several times in a year. Before long, Zhu Ping'an had been compiling from the sixth-rank Hanlin Academy since he was a child, and was promoted to an official position, until now he was promoted to a fifth-rank bachelor of servants who should not be underestimated.

  Hmph, those opportunities for promotion originally belonged to me!

   was snatched away by him, Zhu Pingan!

God gave me such an opportunity this time, I must grasp it well, let him Zhu Pingan make a fool of himself, let him understand, let everyone understand, and let the sage know that Zhu Pingan and Yuan Wei are the same It's not even close.

  During this one breath, Yuan Wei's mental activities were in a mess.

  Zhu Ping'an definitely didn't know Yuan Wei's inner activities, but from Yuan Wei's playful smile and words, Zhu Ping'an also guessed a general idea.

Ha ha.

   Want to make a fool of myself.

Feel sorry.

   This time I will let you down.

  I want to use your green words to hit you in the face and name me.

   Tsk tsk, how does this feel like the modern phrase "live in your house, spend your money, sleep with your wife, beat your baby".

"This is just a clumsy essay, I'm afraid it will stain everyone's eyes." Zhu Pingan made up his mind to use Yuan Wei's famous youth poem written ten years later, but he paused with feigned hesitation on his face. Playing hard to get, he refused.

   Seeing Zhu Ping'an's refusal like this, sparks jumped in Yuan Wei's excited eyes. Zhu Ping'an really didn't have a word from the company. Zhu Ping's refusal strengthened Yuan Wei's judgment just now.

Ha ha

  Zhu Ping'an, the more you want to escape, the more I will not do what you want. I, Yuan Wei, swear, this time I must make you look ugly!

   "Hehe, Master Zhu is so modest, but do you think we are not worthy of appreciating Master Zhu's magnificent works?!"

  Yuan Wei stared at Zhu Pingan with a smirk, his mouth overflowed with such a heart-breaking theory, and his eyelids jumped up with excitement.

Uh

  Old Yuan, you are really not a good actor, all the inner activities are shown on your face.

  Zhu Pingan twitched the corner of his mouth speechlessly.

   "Lord Zhu?" Yuan Wei urged with a half-smile.

   "Uh, how could that be? If that's the case, then I'll make a fool of myself." Zhu Pingan shook his head with a wry smile, and then replied helplessly.

   Finally succeeded!

  Seeing that Zhu Ping'an was forced to agree with helplessness on his face, Yuan Wei smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum.

Ha ha

  It is better to be happy alone than to be happy together. Zhu Ping'an's ugliness needs more people to see it together to better achieve his goal.

  Therefore, Yuan Wei smiled and invited everyone in the room: "Hehe, Master Zhu is going to write a great book, why don't you adults wait and see with Wei."

  Many people in the room had been watching the fun just now, and now they were invited by Yuan Wei, so they naturally readily agreed.

   Soon, most of the people in the room came to watch, surrounding Zhu Pingan and Yuan Wei together, like watching two jealous gorillas in a zoo.

   Seeing this, Yuan Wei was very proud.

  The more people there are, the better. It will be more interesting when Zhu Ping'anqing's true level of Ci is revealed and makes him look ugly.

   "Ping'an's clumsy work has received so much attention from you adults, I'm terrified..." Zhu Ping'an smiled wryly, and bowed his hands to everyone.

   "Master Zhu, don't say too much, please. Wei can't wait to appreciate Master Zhu's masterpiece."

Hehe, it's time, and you still want to delay the time. Yuan Wei's eyes are piercing, as if two fires are burning, as if seeing through Zhu Ping's tricks, he looks at Zhu Ping'an playfully, opens his mouth to interrupt Zhu Ping'an's words, and urges Zhu Ping'an Ping An writes quickly, and does not give Zhu Pingan a chance to delay his ideas.

   "Then peace is a shame."

  Zhu Ping'an looked up at Yuan Wei, nodded with a wry smile, then picked up the brush with his right hand and the sleeve of his right hand with his left hand, dipped the pen in ink, and put the pen on the paper.

  The moment the pen was written, Zhu Pingan's spirit and spirit instantly changed, as if he had transformed into a mountain that stood tall and pierced into the sky.

  Yuan Wei, who is closest to Zhu Ping'an, feels the strongest. Damn, what's going on? An inexplicable irritability and uneasiness felt in Yuan Wei's heart.

  At this moment, a gust of breeze blew, which instantly calmed Yuan Wei's irritable heart.

  Hmph, it must have been too hot just now, which gave me an illusion. He Zhu Pingan didn't write a word for a long time just now, and now I force him to raise his pen, so it's no wonder he doesn't make a fool of himself.

   After calming down, Yuan Wei stared at Zhu Ping'an's pen with great interest in the mood of watching a good show.

   "Forty thousand miles in the imperial map..."

  Zhu Ping'an moves his pen like a fly, and rides the wind and waves. In an instant, the first sentence of Qingci is vivid on the paper.

  Huang Tu 40,000 miles, instantly showed an aura of swallowing the world, and the first sentence made everyone hold their breath.

  The playful expression on Yuan Wei's face has disappeared unknowingly.

  Before everyone could recover, Zhu Pingan moved his pen like flying again. He continued to write, and his hands kept moving. Lines of words danced on the paper:

  The emperor map is 40,000 miles away. Since ancient times, there has never been a dynasty that has unified the 40,000 miles.

  Emperor's life span is forty-five years old. From now on, there are still nine thousand nine hundred and fifty-five years left. He is born to live forever.

   Fu Yisheng Zhenpi Mao, there is a rule of thumb. I only recommend Jiecheng and pray for blessings. Yangmu Bikuang, Qin and Shuli...

  Zhu Ping'an wrote the text without adding points, and wrote more than a hundred words eloquently, without pausing even a second in the middle.

   I don't know which word to start with, Yuan Wei opened his mouth like a bellows, breathing heavily, as if someone was strangling his throat.

  (end of this chapter)