Chen Zheng was bored in the room, wandering around, touching here and there.

After a while, I yawned again.

But he walked around the room again.

Suddenly, he accidentally glanced at Ren Ling and Wang An.

Then they saw the two of them looking at the draft of the story with intoxicated expressions.

This immediately made Chen Zheng a little curious, and he immediately walked over and asked: "Is the storybook written by Ziheng really that beautiful?"

He was standing next to Ren Ling.

Ren Ling took the manuscript and gently pushed Chen Zheng away, meaning not to disturb my reading.

What made Chen Zheng even more depressed was that when Ren Ling turned the manuscript to him, Wang An's head was also moving along with the manuscript, as if he was afraid that he would miss a word.

Chen Zheng also had some doubts in his mind: Could it be that the storybook written by Ziheng was really that good?

So, he immediately picked up the pile of manuscripts on the table that had been read by the two people, and he also picked them up and read them.

Then he was skeptical at first, but slowly he got into a good mood.

There was also a look of intoxication and addiction on his face.

Liang Ping'an watched the three of them become addicted.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly.

I thought to myself: "This online novel, according to past life news reports, can even help a handsome Chinese guy who is addicted to being alone to get rid of his addiction to being alone.

You guys who have never known the charm of online writing, wouldn’t it be easy to clean you up?”

The three of them looked at each other very sexually, and Liang Ping'an was fine now, so what are you waiting for?

Why don't you continue writing while you have time?

So Liang Ping'an didn't waste any time. He sat at the desk, dipped in ink, and began to write again.

This writing lasted until evening. The waiter had already delivered the food and turned on the lamp.

Liang Ping'an was in the mood for writing at this time and didn't want to eat.

But he couldn't ignore his friends, so he asked: "Young masters, the meal is here, shall we eat?"

Those three, Ren Ling: "Not hungry."

Wang An: "No time."

Chen Zheng: "Noisy!"

Liang Ping'an curled his lips and thought: "Brother Chen Zheng is the most straight-tempered!"

So Liang Ping'an didn't care about the food on the table and let it cool, and he started writing furiously.

The main reason for writing like this is that Liang Pingan had already had a draft in his mind, and he didn't know when he was writing it.

When Liang Ping'an was already feeling very sleepy while writing, he immediately put down the brush and prepared to stand up, stretch and move around a bit.

However, as soon as he put the brush away, he looked up and said, "Ah!" He was immediately startled.

I saw Ren Ling, Wang An, and Chen Zheng standing behind him, looking at the manuscript he had written.

But the three people who "suddenly" appeared really shocked Liang Ping'an.

At this time, Ren Ling and the others had just finished reading the words on Liang Ping'an's last manuscript and moved away one after another.

Liang Ping'an took a selfie of his chest and said angrily: "Don't you look down on scripts?

How could you become so obsessed all of a sudden?"

Liang Ping'an patted his chest lightly, but secretly snickered in his heart: "I asked the three of you to pretend to be thirteen in front of me, hehe, hehehe, I will give you a string of 'hehe'!"

Although Chen Zheng was straight-tempered, he felt ashamed at this time, and his face immediately turned red. Wang An also had some wandering eyes.

Ren Ling tried to smooth things over at this time: "Didn't we know before that you wrote such a good storybook, brother Xian?"

Wang An also spoke at this time:

"Yes, Ziheng, your storybook is so beautiful! It really makes me want to stop reading it!"

When Wang Zheng heard them talking about the script, he immediately forgot about his embarrassment and said:

"Yes, yes, that "Mortal Cultivation of Immortality" is really good!

Ziheng, write quickly, I’m waiting to feast my eyes on it!”

Liang Ping'an was originally thinking about whether people nowadays would like what he wrote.

And it just so happens that now we have these three guys as testing stones, which is a good thing.

The next morning, it was about two-quarters of an hour. Outside the government examination examination room, there were large wooden signs. After a while, these wooden signs would be posted by the government officials who posted the results of this government examination.

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At this time, many candidates for the government examination had gathered in front of the list.

And it's not far from this place.

It was about a hundred meters away, and there were several carriages parked on the side of the road.

There were several people beside the carriage, also observing the situation on the other side of the list with their eyes.

Among them are four people.

These four people are Liang Ping'an, Chen Zheng, Ren Ling, and Wang An.

These four people all looked confident.

They were not in a hurry to look at the bottom of the list, even though the list hadn't come out yet.

Chen Zheng was in front of Liang Pingan with a sad face at this time. Liang Pingan saw it but ignored it, while Chen Zheng looked at Liang Pingan eagerly.

"Zi Heng, please continue telling the story of "A Mortal's Cultivation of Immortality" by dictating it! Please!"

Chen Zheng was sincere in his words.

"Don't even think about it." Liang Ping'an responded calmly.

At this time, Ren Ling and Wang An were also watching, but when they saw Liang Ping'an refusing without hesitation, both of them sighed again and again.

Liang Ping'an looked at the behavior of these three people and couldn't help but put his forehead on his head. He felt very helpless and finally spoke out what was in his heart:

"First of all, I'm not a storyteller. Don't you want me to say it so eloquently that I don't want to lose face? And on this street!

Second, do you think that writing a book, even a storybook, is that easy? I can’t come up with ideas, so how can I just say it casually?

Third, to tell you the truth, my book will be of great use in the future. Once it is ready, I will set up a bookstore and distribute it directly to the world."

So, after hearing what Liang Ping'an said, Chen Zheng and the others finally understood. But at this time, Ren Ling was a little confused:

"But today's Weihui Mansion, including the counties under its jurisdiction, does not have a very good business environment!

Prince Lu's Mansion is stuck in a checkpoint and collects tolls from merchants. I heard that the tolls are now rising more and more!"

Liang Ping'an said: "I know this. My soap business is in a state of collapse because of this. He only charges 20% of the net profit of the goods at the checkpoint, and it seems that Prince Lu's Mansion has already reaped the benefits here.

We are even prepared to raise the price again!”

"Dog King!" Chen Zheng, who had the most outright temper, cursed without hesitation.

Liang Ping'an and the other three hurriedly whispered in unison: "Be careful what you say!"

Chen Zheng couldn't help but snorted. Of course, his "snort" was not directed at Liang Ping'an and the others, but because of King Lu.

When Queen Lu was mentioned in this way, a few people felt a little bored, probably because everyone had been bullied by Prince Lu's palace.
Chapter completed!