Chapter 229 Improper copying of official documents?(3)

For Song Lanyi, since she came to this world, staying up late and reading at night has become the norm for her.

She rubbed her eyes, and after filling up the third piece of scratch paper used for this level, she couldn't help but rub her eyes, feeling that she had overused her brain.

Mo Sheng took her draft paper and saw that the writing on it was clear and the steps were well-organized. He couldn't help but sigh, "Why don't you learn medicine or Confucianism, and come with me to learn Mo. Maybe Mo

The Tao will also give rise to a second saint."

When Song Lanyi heard this, she immediately smiled. She raised her eyebrows, and her slightly long eyebrows seemed to have hooks, giving her a romantic and carefree feeling.

I heard her teasingly say, "Teacher, have you ever heard of someone giving up a forest because of a tree?"

Mo Sheng was silent for a long time, then looked at her resentfully and said bitterly, "Scumbag!"

He learned this word from Song Lanyi.

Song Lanyi flipped up her hair and looked back confidently, "If a woman is not a scumbag, my sister will not love her."

Mo Sheng: "..."

He can't cure this apprentice anymore. Someone should come and take her away.

This series of conversations seemed like a flash in the pan during the entire night of study.

With little need for Mo Sheng to say anything, Song Lanyi once again devoted himself to research and practical calculations.

Mo Sheng looked at Song Lanyi's back and seemed to have made a decision.

He said, "Yiyi, are you preparing to participate in the competition of all races?"

Song Lanyi looked like she was waking up from a dream, and then she realized, "It turns out that it was a competition among all races."

Seeing her like this, Sheng Mo was even more hesitant to speak. In the end, he just said, "In this competition, there is no need to hide your clumsiness. Show your strength as strong as you are."

Song Lanyi squinted her eyes, feeling that she heard something else from Mo Sheng's mouth.

Originally, she might have just thought that this grand competition of all races had some political significance, but now it seems... that doesn't seem to be the case.

She pondered for a moment and then asked tentatively, "Some secrets...can also be exposed?"

Mo Sheng was secretly surprised and couldn't help but explode in his heart.

Besides this dream space, does your mother have any secrets?

What about Mission: Impossible and Jenga?

On his face, Mo Sheng nodded calmly, "Of course."

Song Lanyi was relieved.

Of course, apart from that, the most important thing is that she has two saint teachers.

If we really talk about his background, I'm afraid Zhu Xulin is not as rich as her.

early morning.

Song Lanyi sat up from the bed in high spirits.

Seeing this, Tangxi just swept his tail in boredom, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

Song Lanyi poked her, and when she saw that she was motionless, she couldn't help but murmured, "How do I feel... you are becoming more and more sleepy these days?"

Tangxi ignored her.

Too lazy to pay attention.

Because there is no freshness anymore.

She has been in a state of irritability lately.

Her sixth sense told her that a crisis was about to happen.

But Tangxi thought about it and realized that with Song Lanyi's ability as a social butterfly, she would definitely not be able to offend anyone outside.

Then... the problem can only arise on yourself.

While thinking about it, Tangxi flicked his tail and fell asleep again uncontrollably.

Song Lanyi was a little worried and planned to resolve the matter in a few days.

Just as she was thinking about it in her mind, she heard a familiar voice again.

【call out.】

When she opened it, she saw that it was the beautiful grandma—Shang Shan Ruo Shui.

She actually answered her question seriously.

Although...Song Lanyi doesn't know if it's right or not.

She thought for a moment and sent a message:

[Wake up in the morning and face the sun. Beauty! Good morning~] [Holding flowers.JPG]

Baihua Saint...when she saw this message, she felt a little bit happy.

For saints, normal life seems to be far away from them.

At this time, Baihua felt that the design of this drift bottle seemed good.

While the two of them were passing the bottle back and forth, Song Lanyi gradually had a general impression of Saint Baihua.

This is a DINK, straightforward, lonely and rich beautiful grandma.

Song Lanyi couldn't help but think of her grandmother in her previous life, and she couldn't help but have some complicated emotions in her heart.

Driven by her emotions, she wrote a line of words in a strange way:

[Are you particularly lonely? How about I show you some story books? 】

When Baihua saw this line of writing, she was a little surprised, but also inevitably a little moved.

Although the pen pal [Cute Puppy] on the other side is a little out of character at times, he still has a pure and kind mind.

Come to think of it, "he" must be a kind-hearted but somewhat carefree young man.

Baihua Sage thought for a moment and agreed to the pen pal's kind help.

Now it was Song Lanyi's turn to be confused.

Where does her story come from?

Write a "Dream of Red Mansions" and "Journey to the West"?

Are you kidding me?

Who can completely reproduce this heavy masterpiece?

It’s not like you have nothing to do!

However... although she is not a copywriter... she seems to be able to bring out the original author.

Song Lanyi repeatedly considered the pros and cons, and finally decided... to take advantage of Da Shu's abundant talents and do him.

You will come back after all your money is gone.

Who should I invite first?

Song Lanyi thought about it for a while and decided that it would be better to test it out and use the one that all the ladies and sisters had read - "A Dream of Red Mansions".

Only this time, before the strange phenomenon caused by Cai Qi Qingyan dissipated, Song Lanyi saw bright eyes.

When she heard the sentence "Fake things become real, they are also fake when they are real, there is nothing to do but nothing to do", Song Lanyi felt calm in her heart.

She smiled and bowed, "Mr. Cao is here."

Mr. Cao still seemed to be in a state of desolation. He was wearing coarse linen clothes and looked ordinary. He seemed to have only one pair of eyes, which were darker than others.

But precisely because of this, Song Lanyi did not dare to underestimate him at all.
Chapter completed!