"Who is this old man?"

"Could it be him?"

"Why does it feel so familiar to him, and where does it seem like he's seen it?"

"You tiger, this is one of the three vice presidents of the guild who has always seen the head and tail of the dragon-President Zhong Jingshan Zhong."

"It's amazing, he deserves to be the president, the first person in the [Confucian] sect, and he actually took this honor."

"Wow, I'm so envious, I really want to be so much in the limelight."

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After all, in the Heavenly Confucian Gate, a purple light burst out from the stars inside the gate and landed in the most glorious guild holy place in the Holy City, which was too eye-catching.

Even more striking is that the light shrouded the people,

The other two vice presidents, Tang Yuan and Ge Yi, also hurried out, looking at Zhong Jingshan shrouded in holy light in disbelief, with a look of envy.

At this moment, Zhongjingshan, because of the purple holy light, has evolved many strange things, such as brushes, scrolls, jade books, guqin, pipa, chessboards, etc., all of which are entangled with terrifying literary atmosphere.

The body is warm, but Zhong Jingshan is confused and confused.

It's too dreamy, it's too unreal.

I have been looking at the past and present, and many authors such as fine works and centuries of history have been recognized, manifested, and envied by the way of heaven.

But I never thought that one day, I could come out of the circle of onlookers and become the one who was watched.

He longed for the day, and even this dream did not know how many times.

But every time I opened my eyes, I got up and sat on the bed with a wry smile, laughing at myself: "I'm almost stunned." ”

Then, after washing, it is time to join in the daily tedious work.

Return to reality and selectively forget about this beautiful dream.

However, today, this dream came as scheduled, Zhong Jingshan's face was flushed at the moment, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

Being stared at by so many people and being broadcast live by so many people, he knew that the human races of the whole continent might be watching him.

"Steady, steady!" Zhong Jingshan kept reminding himself, after all, no matter what he said, he was also one of the three vice presidents of the guild holy land in the hearts of countless authors, and Shenlong would lose his hair if he was embarrassed here.

Under his sleeves, he pinched his thighs and kept spitting.

At the same time, at this moment, he understood what Song Ren meant by the message he sent him before.

At that time, before the [Confucian] was shown, he had already congratulated me in advance.

He said that there is a key vote in the [Confucianism], and he must have contributed to his current glory, or rather, he fulfilled the dreamy dream he had always had.

At this moment, he was extremely grateful to Song Ren, and he also knew that he must be paying attention to himself.

It's all in plain sight.

He straightened his clothes at the Confucian sect in the sky and began to salute respectfully three times.

For this first bow, he thanked Tiandao Network for his recognition and recognition.

In this second bow, he thanked Song Ren for the [Confucianism] formed because of the [Confucianism and Taoism], and even more for his help this time.

In this third bow, he thanked himself because he never gave up on all this he loved.

Because he never gave up, no matter how busy his days were, even if he hadn't published for many years, he did his daily hobbies little by little.

Thank yourself.

After the three bows, Zhong Jingshan was in high spirits, and then looked up at Confucianism.

In the Confucian Sect, a magnificent voice sounded again.

[Confucianism congratulates Zhong Jingshan, the score is the first to reach the full score required by the gods. 】

[Confucianism congratulates Zhong Jingshan, a total of 114 poems have been uploaded, of which 46 are good, 21 are excellent, 17 are good, and 30 are ordinary. 】

[Because the score of the gods' needs has not been reached, and only the gods have been reached, a god should be rewarded, but as the first lyricist to open the [Confucianism], I respect the key vote of the original author's 'have the ability to fight me', and a god will be rewarded!] 】

The three magnificent announcements made Zhong Jingshan's legs suddenly weak.

Gods, they turned out to be gods, I heard you right, I thought they were gods.

But at the moment when Zhong Jingshan almost knelt on both knees, a soft light suddenly made him stabilize his mind and stand straight again.

Turning his head sideways, he looked at the person on the top of the building in the distance, a person wrapped in a black robe, and suddenly looked grateful.

"Grow up—"

And at this moment, everyone heard a different taste from these three heavenly dao voices, and one by one they were even more shocked.

"What did you just say, this time it turned out to be a real-name system, and these poems are divided into good, excellent, good and ordinary?"

"It looks like it should be, but I didn't expect President Zhong to upload so many poems quietly, and they all look very good, otherwise how could they be so highly evaluated, worthy of being the vice president."

"Yes, yes, I don't know if I've been silently writing so many poems, what the score is, it's not transparent."

"But at least let me know how these scores are scored, and I have a bottom in my heart."

"I said, is the focus of your attention a little off course, the focus is not this, don't you hear, the second voice said to respect the perverted author's vote, originally for President Zhong a divine object, but now it has been upgraded to the highest level of gods."

"I went, I almost ignored it, although this [Confucian] was established because of that author, but I thought that there was no direct relationship between them anymore, and he could still vote, should he be so perverted."

"That's right, doesn't that mean that there are three gods and ten gods inside, and he has a vote to choose whether to reward those lyricists, I'm obedient, I have to hurry up to the "Covering the Sky" book review area to leave a message, and stammered this author."

"Now, his real tide has risen, the 'difficult road' that can condense gods or gods, now I don't know how many big forces are scrambling for it, and now he has dropped such a bombshell news, you can imagine how these big forces should act."

"I'm so envious, I also want to be such a person, what kind of virtue do you say he has accumulated in his last life?"

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On the guild's side, in the Holy City, countless people watching the live broadcast on Tiandao Network left messages.

I was still envious of Zhong Jingshan just now, but soon, the target turned to Song Ren.

I don't know that the honor on his body is already so much, and even more in the future.

Now, there are three gods, three gods, and a big black dog who doesn't know if it's a god or a god.

As soon as it is activated, it is a new deity.

Now [Confucianism] still has his shares, the three gods, and the ten gods all have his key choice, you say it's not annoying.

Now the updated new book "Covering the Sky", a boutique of two hours, has long been circulated, out of the Black Emperor, the plot does not know how many fans it has attracted, and the achievements behind it are unimaginable.

I haven't even touched a sacred object in my life, and when people first wrote "Zhu Xian" and "Tomb of the Gods", they said that they would move the Holy City and take ten sacred objects to the Demon Domain to exchange with Sikong Bitu.

Could it be that the point of birth has already decided everything?

Suddenly, after envy, I was so sad!