Tang poems and Song lyrics. What kind www.biquge.info of weight does the pen, fun, and pavilion have in the original world, and there is no need for Zhang Zheng to explain. He didn't expect that he would draw Tang poems. At this moment, Zhang Zai even felt that the thanks just now were given less.

This thing, if you choose to exchange it for real time, Zhang Zai estimates that he doesn't have a prestige of hundreds of millions, don't even think about it. Back in the system, Zhang Zai went directly into the literature class. He wanted to see how much prestige he needed if he could redeem it.

"Li Bai's poetry collection. 80,000,000 exchange points. ”

"Du Fu's poetry collection. 65 million exchange points. ”

"Bai Juyi's poetry collection. 50,000,000 exchange points. ”

Looking at the poetry collection exchange point on the screen, Zhang Zai roughly estimated that if all these poetry collections were exchanged, it might take more than a billion prestige.

And now that Zhang Zao has these things as a foundation, he can now say in a dignified manner, I am a writer.

Looking at the collection of Tang poems lying quietly in the system, Zhang Zai chose to use it without hesitation.

At the end of the day, the Yellow River flows into the sea. Du Fu, Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship. By asking where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is deep in spring. Li bai. It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance. Wang Wei, Zhang Ji. Bai Juyi. Feel the impact of knowledge in your head. At that moment, Zhang Zheng felt like he had stopped thinking.

It took a while for Zhang Zheng to come back to his senses from the endless knowledge.

At this time, Zhu He also came out of the bathroom, which made Zhang Zai a little happy. If she was allowed to see her state just now, Zhang Zheng would really be difficult to explain. However, looking at Zhu He's appearance in a nightdress, Zhang Zheng's snort gradually became heavier.

"What's wrong with you, why are you looking at me like that?" Feeling Zhang Zheng's aggressive gaze. Zhu He lowered his head a little shyly.

"Come here." Zhang Zai patted the vacant seat next to him.

The two have been together for so long, and Zhu He can basically guess seven or eight points about Zhang Zheng's thoughts. Seeing that Zhang Zai was still so domineering on the bed, Zhu He walked towards Zhang Zao with a hint of resistance and a hint of expectation. She knew that if she didn't have Yajun as a wingman here, she would definitely not be able to get out of bed tomorrow if nothing happened.

As soon as I sat down on the edge of the bed, I felt a hand climb my twin peaks. glanced at Zhang Zheng, but still got into the quilt and took the initiative to take off his clothes. After all, it's only April now, and the night is still a little cool.

Seeing that Zhu He was embarrassed to show his head while covering the quilt, Zhang Zheng smiled, since he didn't want to come out, then stay, thinking of this, he pressed Zhu He's head towards his lower body. With the three of them these days, Zhu He has never done such a thing.

The next day, Zhang Zai got up satisfied. After saying hello to Wang Yajun and asking her to help take care of Zhu He, he walked to the school.

Zhang Zheng, who returned to school, was like throwing a moment of stone into the calm lake. There were ripples in circles. But that was only in other classes, and the students in the first class saw Zhang Zai walk into the classroom, just nodded and signaled, and then they were busy with their own things.

There is no way, Zhang Zheng has caused too many impacts on them these days, and they have already formed resistance. As long as they hear the word Zhang Zheng, it is estimated that no matter how bad the news is, it will be difficult for them to be moved.

"Zhang Zai, you are so powerful." As soon as she returned to her seat, Luo Shirou took the initiative to come over and give Zhang Zai a thumbs up.

Looking at Luo Shirou's adoring eyes, Zhang Zao felt like he had eaten a piece of chilled watermelon on June Day. It's not cool. "So-so." Zhang Zai waved his hand, looking very low-key.

"Come on, leave me a Mobao." After a few polite sentences, Luo Shirou put the special issue that had been prepared a long time ago in front of Zhang Zai. looked at Zhang Zheng slyly with smiling eyes.

With a wave of his hand, the five big characters of the book for Luo Shirou appeared on the cover.

"You teach me to write this font. Every time I see your calligraphy, I envy it. Luo Shirou looked at the words on the book and couldn't help but look at Zhang Zai. Every time she saw Zhang Zai's writing, she couldn't help but look at it a few more times. And I have long had the intention of learning, but it has always been difficult to say.

Hearing Luo Shirou's words, Zhang Zai was big for a while. This world is not in line with the book, regular script and cursive script, he wants to teach, but he has more than enough heart and strength. "I don't have a copy of it, so how can I teach you?"

"I've thought of it, you can copy a few articles, and I'll copy your notes. What do you think? ”

Looking at Luo Shirou's bright eyes, Zhang Zai nodded helplessly. The words of refusal have come to my lips, but I just can't say it. Helpless.

packed up his things, and Zhang Zai went to the director department again. It's been a long time since I've been here. Zhang Zai felt that some of the things handed in by the teacher had become blurred.

It was when Zhang Zai was in class. A piece of news caught fire in the microcircle. "Isn't the word writer worth much these days? Anyone can be called a writer. If I paint a random picture, I can also call it a painter. Please put the word writer in perspective"

"Huh? It turned out to be Professor Wen. What's the matter, can't he see Zhang Zheng's arrogance? ”

"Don't talk nonsense upstairs. What if Professor Wen wasn't talking about Zhang Zai. ”

"Professor Wen, who are you referring to?"

"Zhang Zheng." Wen Zihua did not hide the name of Zhang Zai. Zhu Xian read it, and he has a bit of writing, but if he wants to say that he is a writer, he really doesn't agree with this.

"Let me ask, who is this Professor Wen?" Many fans of Zhang Zheng saw that someone hacked their idol and were ready to go back, but looking at the reply below, they felt that they still had to figure out what the other party was talking about. What if you mess with idols?

"Professor Wen, you don't even know? Professor of the Chinese Department of Qinghua University, the country's top literary palace. He is a professor of the Department of Literature. It's not the kind of expert called beast that the Internet says. ”

"Upstairs means, this is called a beast, no, this professor is a person with real talents?"

"We at Aoki University know that."

"Thank you, brother."

Looking at the reply message, Zhang Zai's fans were in trouble. This is a person with real talent and learning, if he goes back, in case he gets into trouble for Zhang Zai, they will not be at ease.

"How do you know that our family Zhang Zheng has no real talent. Your eye sees that he has no real talent. ”

"That is, although you are a professor of the Qinghua Chinese Department, but slandering our family robbery brother, I can also go to court to sue you."

Well, it is impossible to solve it by force, so those fans of the Panda Legion chose a more euphemistic question.