The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Before Gu Weimian could figure out what was going on, he heard cheers erupting from the studio. Mixed in with the cheers were words like “Gu Weimian is so handsome.” Several staff members can be seen rushing out of the studio, holding mobile phones in their hands, and constantly shouting: "No matter what the cost! She wasn't selected as one of the top ten outstanding young people because of her skills in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting...
Before Gu Weimian could figure out what was going on, he heard cheers erupting from the studio.
The people in the studio seemed to be going crazy.
Mixed in with the cheers were words like “Gu Weimian is so handsome.”
Several staff members can be seen rushing out of the studio, holding mobile phones in their hands, and constantly shouting:
"No matter what the cost! Ask him to come! Today! Right now!"
"That's right! Swordsmanship! Lute playing! They're all good! Yes, you heard me right, all the previous ones have been filmed!"
"Miracles! We need more miracles!"
Crazy!
All crazy!
It seemed like no one had time to react just now.
Like a depth charge.
The explosion occurred deep underwater, spreading little by little and creating a huge wave.
There seems to be no sound.
But it keeps rippling out.
When it was about to reach the shore, it had already become a tsunami, about to sweep away everything. No one could escape, no one could hide.
Only the person who was the focus of all attention stayed out of it.
Gu Weimian frowned and decided to go back to the studio to find Yi Xiaoran first.
As soon as I turned around, I saw Yi Xiaoran walking towards me with his men.
Before Gu Weimian could speak, Yi Xiaoran had already grabbed Gu Weimian's arm.
"Weimian, you are so amazing, you are beyond my imagination!"
He had a deep voice and a rough middle-aged face, but his eyes were sparkling.
"Director Yi." In contrast to Yi Xiaoran's magma-like enthusiasm, Gu Weimian's voice sounded a little cold, "That was just luck."
Yi Xiaoran gave Gu Weimian a reproachful look.
luck?
Is being good at calligraphy just luck?
Is it luck that I am so good at tea ceremony?
Is being good at painting just luck?
Who could have such good luck? Why didn't he have it?
Not only is he not very capable, he is also not good at anything.
"Weimian, modesty is a virtue, but excessive modesty is not good."
Yi Xiaoran patted Gu Weimian's shoulder maturely.
No matter how modest she is, no one else will survive.
Gu Weimian twitched his lips.
"It's true."
Seeing Yi Xiaoran's increasingly disapproving look, Gu Weimian felt helpless.
“I only know those three.”
She said frankly.
Today's shoot went... a little too smoothly.
Although she agreed to the shoot, she never thought that she would be able to surpass so many masters in succession.
Total victory is impossible.
Then it really is God.
She is still human after all.
The first three scenes are books, paintings and tea.
Calligraphy and painting are inseparable, and these two are what she is good at.
And the tea ceremony...
It’s because Ao Qijun loves to drink black tea.
She is not only familiar with all types and properties of black tea.
He also learned tea ceremony specifically for Ao Qijun and found the best tea ceremony master.
In her previous life, Gu Weimian had been making tea for Ao Qijun for more than ten years.
His skills are naturally no less impressive than those of these masters.
Because...she puts her heart into it.
Her original plan was not to defeat these masters directly.
Instead, we plan to wait until the entire promotional video is finished.
Even after the editing and broadcast, she still appeared as an apprentice.
By then, her level will be suppressed to that of an apprentice, and her three points of strength will naturally be exaggerated to ten points.
Those masters are more pitiful.
As for the protagonist's status...
She wasn't selected as one of the top ten outstanding young people because of her skills in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting...
All the honors you deserve will be given without fail.
By then, Mr. Zhang will feel bad, and maybe she can get some more practical benefits.
What I didn’t expect was that… none of my backup plans were used.