Ancient Costume: Taishan Wrote a Poem, and I Was Broadcast Live!
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Zhang Mutuan was reborn. This parallel world is a bit strange. Tang poetry, Song poetry, music, chess, calligraphy and painting all do not exist. Fortunately, the system has been awakened. As long as you put on ancient costumes and play classic characters, you can get rewards. He was dressed in fluttering white clothes and sang "Guangling San" in his old yard, planning to live a leisurely life. Unexpectedly, a passing beauty anchor used a drone to broadcast the entire event live. The Internet exploded. "Where did this god come from?" For the sake of their own interests, various pseudo-Chinese studies masters, experts and professors jumped out to point fingers and smeared the country crazily on the Internet. Zhang Mutuan didn't bother to pay attention at all. Until the Taishan Cultural Ceremony opened, the fake master was cheating on the Golden Summit. Zhang Mutuan wore a moon-white gown and walked straight up the cliffs of the back mountain to the Golden Summit without taking the usual route. Pick up the pen and drop the ink. A song "Wang Yue" came out of nowhere, and its handwriting was etched into stone. "You will be at the top of the mountain, and you will be able to see all the mountains and small mountains at a glance!" On that day, audiences around the world were dumbfounded.
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