Born to be King [Quick Transmigration]

After writing those eight characters, Luo Zhifeng stopped writing and did not move for a long time.

The tip of his pen seems to be frozen at a certain point in space, and even with his expression, it seems to be dispersed like a cloud.

In the eyes of those who hate him, Luo Zhifeng is just pretending to be a fool.Someone whispered: "Bah! He is waiting for time, right? If he can't write it, he pretends to be thinking hard? He won't wait until the game time is over and say that he feels too forgetful and ignores the time. !"

From a layman's point of view, how can an author not understand the characters he writes about?

Yu Shi's jijiwaiwai didn't move his pen for so long, which was in stark contrast to the Fei Hongwen written at a high speed—it must have been plagiarized!

Thinking of this level, they could barely hide their contemptuous expressions.

"Get out!"

"It's still too late to admit defeat..."

Fans of Fei Hongwen, who entered the arena after going through multiple audits, did not dare to speak loudly to disrupt the order of the venue, but all of them bowed their heads and cursed, no matter how vicious and mocking.

They murmured, the fierce light in their drooping heads was even worse, and their pupils exuded a gloomy and terrifying light like beasts.Gradually, the unanimous cursing voices of the fans seemed to merge into a unified incantation, giving people an inorganic, depressive feeling of madness for no reason.

A judge sat on the stage and suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing by.Not only did he rub his hands, but he was so startled by the inorganic voices of Fei Hongwen's fans that he almost fell down.

The judges trembled: "These fans of Fei Hongwen... are the real culprits."

He even felt that he was facing a group of vicious wolves who had lost their minds. They were drooling with hunger, and could swarm up and tear his old body to pieces at any time.

The judges thought it was terribly creepy, and he felt weird when he saw Fei Hongwen writing with a brush.

The fans who can pass the review have put in a lot of effort and hard work, and they are all diehard fans of Fei Hongwen without exception.In the memory of Yu Shi's last life, this group of fans later became Fei Hongwen's most loyal fans and believers.

In the Earth Recall Competition in the previous life, these fans did not show any abnormalities at this time.

——That's because Fei Hongwen has never been defeated, he is indomitable and invincible, and the joy of fans is normal.

In the previous life, there was no Yu Shi who provoked the resentment of the fans and became an opportunity for them to reveal their bewitched abnormalities!

Luo Zhifeng still didn't write.

The whole process of this competition was broadcast to the people of the whole country in real time, so more and more people felt that Luo Zhifeng had a guilty conscience and he didn't know how to write.

The situation was completely one-sided, which made the audience in the live broadcast room feel a little anxious as if their hearts had been tightened.

[Can the anchor do it? ]

[Damn it, it made me anxious and angry! ]

Jiang Jingzhao, who was the first few viewers who discovered the live broadcast room, also clenched his lips and poked the phone to the side with his fingers.

When the people in the live broadcast room began to question Luo Zhifeng, and even started throwing stones and vanity buckets and other disgusting "gifts", Jiang Jingzhao persuaded himself to wait.

Wait a little longer, wait a little longer—

Maybe, the anchor is holding back a big move?

Jiang Jingzhao took a deep breath, closed his eyes and stopped watching the live broadcast for now.In fact, his heart has long been shaken by the viewers in the live broadcast room. Fei Hongwen is the protagonist and Wenchao with a golden finger. What will the anchor use to fight him?

He wasn't even the original owner!

In consideration of time, the organizers of Earth Recall require the contestants to submit the competition materials to be highlights from their own articles.

Before Luo Zhifeng started writing, Fei Hongwen had already written the first fragment of the novel smoothly.

——The protagonist Ming Ning is from Qingli Mountain.

It is a fairyland beyond the reach of ordinary people. It has always been shrouded in clouds and mist, and the fairy spirit is faint. Immortal cultivators and immortals in the ordinary population set up sects here and travel by crane.

Fei Hongwen put away his pen proudly, and saw that Qingli Mountain appeared out of thin air on this page.As soon as he finished writing this page, he mobilized his imagination, making the illusion appear to be a reality!

The green mountains and green waters looked lonely and beautiful, so beautiful that the people present and those watching the TV channels couldn't help but hold their breath.Beautiful, so beautiful!The beauty is so artistic, compared with the nothing yellow sand, people want to see this Qingli Mountain covering the desert immediately.

One of the judges clapped his hands: "You have everyone's demeanor!!"

He studied the background of ancient paintings, and immediately felt that the phantom of Qingli Mountain created by Fei Hongwen had a charm and a strong character.

Fei Hongwen, who was recognized by the judges, raised his head proudly and answered yes in his heart.Isn't that the style of everyone?The material of this thing is originally a landscape painting of ancient masters!

He looked at Luo Zhifeng who hadn't even moved his pen, couldn't help but sneered, and taunted him: "Still not writing? But...whether you move or not, the outcome has already been decided."

With a faint smile on his face, Fei Hongwen said modestly: "After the game, if you still don't understand anything, you can ask me for advice."

Hehe...ask me?At that time, you are afraid that you will be unable to survive or die.Fei Hongwen's modest tone was mixed with unknown malice.

His fans clapped and applauded, saying: "My family is too generous, to give face to a shameless plagiarism dog!"

The viewers in the live broadcast room were stunned by Fei Hongwen's brazenness. The onlookers could clearly see the maliciousness in Fei Hongwen's words that was as sticky as black mud!

[I'm so pissed off!How did he have the face to say nonsense for the anchor to ask for advice!He is a plagiarism dog showing off his power here... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. ]

[I want to see Fei Gou die immediately, immediately!How could there be such shameless people in the world? ! ]

When the audience reacted greatly in the live broadcast room, an old man wearing presbyopic glasses stared hard at the phantom of the so-called "Mount Qingli" on the TV screen, and then lowered his head to watch the already released "I Am Here" The full text of those years in the world of comprehension.

She frowned and murmured softly: "...No."

"Dad!" the old man's youngest daughter retorted, "What's wrong? Isn't this the Qingli Mountain in my heart? Teacher Fei is simply amazing!"

"Maybe... I made a mistake..." The old man responded casually to his little daughter, but her frown did not relax.

No, nowhere——!

The focal length of Luo Zhifeng's pupils came back, and he glanced at Fei Hongwen indifferently, and left Fei Hongwen there directly, not thinking of answering his words at all.Fei Hongwen's smiling face froze on his face, and Luo Zhifeng's ignorant behavior caused a series of malicious condemnation against him, but all of this did not affect Luo Zhifeng at all.

The sensationalist clown can only dance around for a while.

Luo Zhifeng pressed the paper, and finally wrote down the first word under the title.

Fei Hongwen couldn't get angry on the spot, so he suppressed his anger and returned to his seat, holding his breath and going all out to copy out the rest of the content.

Yu Shi said in Luo Zhifeng's mind, "I'm ready."

Luo Zhifeng slightly hooked the corners of his lips: "I'm also...ready."

Where does Qingli Mountain look so lonely and lofty as Fei Hongwen described it?From the moment they saw the real green mountain, Luo Zhifeng and Yu Shi had already confirmed this poor imitation at the same time!

Qingli Mountain is a cold, cloud-shrouded fairy mountain, but it's not like this that makes people shy away, as if they will be stabbed by the sharp chill if they get close.

The protagonist Ming Ning is a 16-year-old stupid boy who was picked up by the Qingli Mountain disciples. The Qingli Mountain people cured his stupidity symptoms and accepted this young man who was not very talented in cultivating immortals to stay in Qingli Mountain.

Mingning has no memory of the previous 16 years, but he doesn't know why he is always holding back a ruthless energy, as if he is carrying some hatred that he doesn't know about.

So from the moment he came into contact with the Dao of cultivating immortals, Mingning practiced desperately, relying on his anger to cultivate immortals and become stronger!

He practiced crazily for a while, and practiced to the point where he was almost obsessed, but he found that the people in Qingli Mountain and his ideas were really quite different.

They are too Buddha!

They don't seem to have any idea of ​​rushing forward, and they don't just practice day after day like Ming Ning, as if forgetting everything.They regard cultivating immortals as something that is not urgent at all like eating and drinking water, and some even live almost the same life as ordinary people.

Even Ming Ning's master, Gu Xi, a man with a frosty appearance, did not escape this inexplicable Buddhist atmosphere... He actually secretly robbed his junior sister's candied haws behind Ming Ning's back!He also instructed Mingning to cook and cook on the grounds of exercising—because he wanted to eat!

Mingning: "???"

Ming Ning hated iron for this, he couldn't figure out why these immortal cultivators in Qingli Mountain abandoned their cultivation, didn't they want to become stronger?

As a result, Ming Ning, who had been cultivating crazily, had one more thing on his mind.

He must urge the people of the Qingli Mountain School to be diligent and motivated!The result... Naturally, they were flying like chickens and dogs, they had practiced hard under his nose, and behind their backs... the Tao is one foot tall, and the devil is one foot high.

What can Mingning do?

Mingning: "..."

Immortal cultivators have become indifferent due to the flushing of spiritual energy since they set foot on the road of cultivating immortals. When they faced Mingning, they all carried a special immortal energy on their bodies, as if they didn't pay attention to anything.

But after getting along for a long time...Ming Ning found that this cold and cold Qingli Mountain was infected with vitality by these "cold and desolate" Qingli immortal cultivators, which made his heart feel silently crushed. It warmed up a bit.

——Although Qingli Mountain is cold, it is cold, but from Mingning's perspective...it is a lonely and slightly hot green mountain.

But in this article of my those years in the cultivation world, all these details were written by Yu Shi in a small foreshadowing way. I hope that those who are interested will find this little easter egg and little surprise.

It is estimated that Fei Hongwen, who only glanced at this article hastily, would not be able to understand it.

Therefore, no matter how real and skilled the Qingshan created by him is, it is not the Qingli Mountain in this article, it is destined to be just a fake!

Yu Shichang let out a breath——

Luo Zhifeng curled his lips slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of the misty breath of Qingli Mountain from the corners of his eyes.

Qingli Mountain, success!

Luo Zhifeng saw an ethereal cloud forming in front of his eyes. From the eyes of others, it was probably just a white ball of unknown origin.But Luo Zhifeng could tell that this was a phantom of a young man with his eyes closed and most of his body still unformed, or in other words, this was a newborn soul that had not yet been fully born!

His name should be... Mingning!

"So it is."

Luo Zhifeng stretched out his hand slightly with a clear expression.