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 Or he killed himself with dignity.
 Or Xiazhi savage will die.
 
 Before here, Song Yan acted like he had never seen this person before, turned off the phone, threw it into the table, took out a paper, and left his new tablemate a cold and ruthless profile.
 His little fellow at the table is quite beautiful, but he has a bad temper.
 Xia Zhiye silently curled the corner of his lower lip, and without saying anything, he pulled the chair by the aisle and sat down, and said to the front table, "Let me copy the homework."
 "Okay!" The chubby man in the front row respectfully took out a stack of papers, "Which subject do you favor first, Your Majesty?"
 "Which subject should be submitted first?"
 "The noble man."
 "That's it."
 "Hey!"
 The two of them sing together, and they know each other well.
 Song Yan glanced at it and felt that the mentally handicapped activities of one gang one could not help this little bully of the third middle school.
 As a result, Xia Zhiye just happened to grab the bag at this moment, his head tilted, and the corner of his lips twitched: "Why, do you think your thief at the same table is **** handsome?"
 Song Yan indifferently crossed the test paper with a red pen: "I just think that a social brother like you can copy homework, which is very rare."
 Xia Zhiye pondered the title of "Society Brother" and chuckled: "After all, we love one line of work, we can't let teachers lose face when we are students, do you think this is the truth? "
 Sounds proud.
 Song Yan almost gave him a little red flower.
 It seems that although Shen Jiayan's report on dangerous people is very nonsense, at least one thing is right - as far as you can get away from this Xia Zhiye.
 After all, it is well known that neuropathy has the phenomenon of human-to-human transmission.
 He didn't want to break his head at a young age.
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 Generally speaking, students will be left to make up homework in the afternoon of the first day of school. Although the enrollment rate of Nanwu No. 3 Middle School is not high, there is a lot of homework.
 The whole afternoon, Xia Zhiye, who was busy giving face to the teacher, was basically honest and quiet.
 Song Yan also took out the papers sent to him by Shen Jiayan and made a set.
 As soon as she finished, Ruan Tian appeared at the door of the classroom: "Classmates, let me tell you a few things."
 Everyone is busy making up homework, and no one cares about her.
 Ruan Tian also seemed to be used to it, and stood on the podium: "The first thing is to collect the class fee tomorrow morning, eighty, and hand it over to the sports committee. The second thing is that I have two Good news, which one do you listen to first?"
 Still no one cares about her.
 "Then let's talk about the general good news first. Because this make-up class will continue until the start of the semester in September, and there will be no holidays in the middle, so in order to reduce everyone's burden, the school has decided to start from today to September No. 1, all sophomores do not have to attend the morning and evening self-study."
 A brief silence.
 "Fuck! I heard that right! The school is finally a person?!"
 "Tianmei is the most beautiful! Long live Tianmei!"
 "Sister Tian, ​​what's the unusual good news?"
 The originally lifeless classroom suddenly came to life.
 Ruan Tian smiled sweetly: "The good news is that at the end of the month, we will co-host a grand and grand event with No. 5, No. 8, No. 11, No. 24. Take the test."
 The people who just came back to life died instantly.
 "Hey, don't do this." Ruan Tian added, "In order to encourage everyone's enthusiasm this time, the school has specially allocated a small amount of Lifu Scholarship to be awarded to the top of the overall ranking in this joint entrance examination. Tenhe is the classmate with the highest overall improvement, everyone is more active."
 Everyone died more thoroughly.
 It's not their fault, the quality of teaching in the third middle school is here, except for the unprecedented number of places last year, the top ten of the joint entrance examination every year are divided up by the fifth and eleventh middle schools It's over, so it doesn't matter to them how many scholarships are allocated.
 As for the progress award, everyone has a certain idea of ​​what they did during the summer vacation. If you don't step back, even if the Buddha is charitable, how dare you commit greed, hatred, and delusion again.
 Ruan Tian was helpless: "Forget it, you can figure it out for yourself. That's all for today's self-study. Tomorrow morning, the teachers of all subjects will check the homework on time, and make up everything that should be made up. It's too late. English homework is at the end, do you hear?"
 "Heard...here..."
 "Look at you dead. School."
 "Oh yeah! Dinner! Go!"
 The classroom was instantly empty, leaving only Ruan Tian at the front and Song Yanxia Zhiye at the back.
 Xia Zhiye rejected four or five people's dinner invitations, and turned to Song Yan: "This foreign friend from Madagascar, how about I invite you to dinner?"
 Song Yan calmly packed her schoolbag: "If you mention these five words again, I don't mind picking off your tongue and couriering it to a cactus in the middle of the desert in Madagascar to be exposed to the scorching sun for seven days and seven nights. baptism."
 “…”
 Obviously, no one dares to talk like this to Brother Society, and Xia Zhiye's expression was a little shocked.
 "So please let it go."
 Song Yan stood up with her schoolbag in her hand, and looked down at the little bully of the third middle school next to her, with a cool expression of "You can't promise that I will do anything again if you provoke me again."
 Xia Zhiye raised his head slightly, looked at him for three seconds, and then slowly spit out four words: "You are so fierce."
 Song Yan: "…"
 Oh mom, my fist is hard.
 Just as she was about to throw Xia Zhiye, who was blocking the exit of the seat, together with his chair, Ruan Tian on the podium said, "Why don't you two leave?"
 Xia Zhiye turned around and said in a loose tone, "Teacher Reporter, Song Yan helped me a lot this morning, so I want to invite him to dinner to express my gratitude."
 "That's it." Ruan Tian looked suddenly enlightened, "Then Song Yan, let's go quickly, just in time to take the opportunity to connect with feelings, build good relationships, and cultivate tacit understanding. It depends on the results of the joint entrance examination. You guys, come on!"
 Song Yan: "…"
 Who the **** wants to get in touch with this idiot.
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 Can't help Ruan Tian to accompany them out of the school gate in person, Song Yan can only respond with a paralyzed face.
 The old street in the evening looks more pleasing than in the morning.
 Although it is as noisy and crowded, all the shops are lit up, and the barbecue lobster stalls are also full. When the ingredients are in the pot, the fumes are sizzling, and the air is instantly filled with all kinds of peppers and The smell of the spice, even with people's laughter and scolding, makes it look lively and lovely.
 Xia Zhiye asked, "You probably haven't come to this kind of place to eat."
 Song Yan did not answer.
 Because he really hasn't been to such a place to eat.
 Although his mother died early and his father didn't want to see him, in terms of material life, he has been living well since he can remember, especially as he grew older, Song Minghai's business Getting bigger and bigger, he can be considered a real rich second generation under the roots of the imperial city.
 It's not that he doesn't like this kind of place, it's just that he has no chance.
 Xia Zhiye looked at his expression, guessed it closely, and put on his shoulder lazily: "Okay, then I'll treat you to a big meal today and let you see what Call the masters among the people."
 The paw was slapped off in the next second: "Don't **** with your feet."
 "We are all brothers, what's wrong with hugging."
 "Who the **** is your brother."
 "We fought together, got in the rain together, and saw our parents lie together. Isn't this a brother?"
 “…”
 Song Yan couldn't refute for a while.
 So the brother took him back and forth between the crowds and the old streets, turning uphill and downhill.
 Finally, she stopped in front of a small cart hidden in the corner of the street: "Auntie, here are two large bowls of pea mixed noodles, and a large portion of wolf tooth potatoes."
 Song Yan: "?"
 If he read it right, this small cart is at most one meter wide, and there is a coal burning stove next to it, a pot on the stove, and two folding tables and several Little Maza, and then no more.
 Song Yan: "Feast?"
 Xia Zhiye: "This bowl is not big enough?"
 Song Yan: "…"
 It's quite big, almost as big as Song Yan's face.
 The saffron is also thickly spread, the chili oil is red, and the wolf tooth potato is fried to a crisp yellow, sprinkled with cumin and chili powder, it smells extraordinarily fragrant.
 The woman selling noodles was a little out of shape, and her eyes looked a little abrupt. When he brought his face up, he kept gesturing at Xia Zhiye with a gesture, and his face was full of honest and happy smiles.
 Xia Zhiye gave her the money, but she didn't want it, so she pushed back desperately, and finally Xia Zhiye said, "If you do this again, I won't come again", and then reluctantly accepted it, Continue to entertain other guests.
 Song Yan had wiped the table and chairs back and forth three times with a tissue in advance.
 "Focus." Xia Zhiye threw his schoolbag on the ground at will, broke open the double disposable chopsticks and handed it to Song Yan, "Try it."
 Song Yan really couldn't understand the behavior of this person taking him around for a long time, just to come here to eat a bowl of small noodles that may not even have a business license.
 But it's not so hypocritical enough to act like a young master.
 
 Although it is delicious, it is not so delicious that it is worth walking for ten minutes to take a bite, so he feels that Xia Zhiye is more or less wrong, and he just wants to hurry up Go after eating.
 However, there is an idiom in the world that backfires.
 At the same time, there is another idiom in the world called the enemy's road is narrow.
 The two sat in the corner of the back of the cart near the edge of the steps and were eating noodles, when a familiar voice slammed over them.
 "Yo, lady boss, business is going well recently."
 "Mmmm, ummmmm."
 "Stop making gestures, we can't understand it again, just take out the money."
 "Mmmm!"
 "What are you yelling about, you opened this noodle stall to our boss's light, right? Otherwise, you are a dumb woman, can you drive it? You are not willing to charge you a little protection fee. , do you understand... grass! Who the **** threw the chopsticks!"
 "Sorry, swipe."
 Xia Zhiye wiped his hands, turned around, raised his eyes slightly, and stared at the other party, looking sloppy and not easy to provoke.
 The group of feather dusters who were still arrogant and domineering were stunned.
 Three seconds later.
 "Fuck! Xia Zhiye! How the **** are you everywhere!"
 The red-haired chicken was about to collapse, and even a phantom pain began to appear in an unspeakable part.
 Xia Zhiye replied seriously, "Maybe this is fate."
 It's alright, just keep your business, or don't blame me for being so **** rude!"
 If it wasn't for seeing how these people fled in the morning, Song Yan might have been really frightened.
 But that scene was so impressive that she didn't even feel nervous or scared at all, she just put down her chopsticks indifferently, took out her mobile phone, and prepared to call 110.
 Xia Zhiye held her wrist.
 Song Yan raised her eyelids: "Now is a society ruled by law."
 Xia Zhiye looked affectionate: "I know. But this stall doesn't have a business license."
 Song Yan: "…"
 No **** business license.
 
 Song Yan couldn't do such a thing.
 So she changed Shen Jiayan's note to 110 without changing her face, and then dialed: "Hello, 110, I'll call the police."
 Shen Jiayan on the other end of the phone: "?"
 The feather duster at the end of the phone: "??"
 "Brother! He actually called the police!"
 "Young people don't speak martial arts!"
 One of the feather dusters who reacted rushed up and was ready to grab Song Yan's phone.
 Song Yan reacted very quickly, holding up her phone and stepping back.
 However, the foot accidentally stepped on the edge of the step, and the ankle folded down, and instantly took a breath of cold air and changed his face.
 Seeing this, Xia Zhiye stood up without saying a word, took Maza and smashed the head of the man who was trying to grab the phone.
 With a muffled sound, the man covered his head and fell to the ground in pain.
 Xia Zhiye stood beside him, glanced from the end of his eyes, and swept to the others: "Are you coming back?"
 
 Others: "…"
 I don't dare to come.
 With a cold and cruel meaning.
 Different from the sloppy attitude of each fight before, this time Xia Zhiye seems to be a little bit real.
 Let's go."
 The group soon disappeared into the noisy street.
 Xia Zhiye threw away Mazha, walked to Song Yan and squatted down, stretched out his hand to roll Song Yan's trouser legs, Song Yan wanted to avoid, but Xia Zhiye easily held his ankle with one hand .
 The boy's too thin bones are in the palm of his hand, making him feel fragile.
 Xia Zhiye gently stroked her fingertips: "It's swollen, I'll take you to the hospital."
 Song Yan pulled out her ankle: "No, I'll go by myself."
 Xia Zhiye looked up at him: "How do you get there yourself?"
 "Take a taxi."
 "What kind of cab do you think would drive in here?"
 “…”
 Seeing the eldest young master's face that instantly collapsed, Xia Zhiye couldn't help but chuckle: "Don't worry, little classmate, I will be responsible for you. So you choose to carry the baby or the princess? "
 Song Yan looked indifferent: "I choose death."
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 Such a beautiful little classmate, it is impossible to die, Song Yan was forcibly carried by Xia Zhiye to the side of the road and took a taxi to the hospital.
 It was late at night when I returned to the dormitory.
 As soon as the auntie in the dormitory saw Song Yan's plastered leg, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh, how did this happen? It doesn't matter."
 Song Yan leaned on crutches: "It's okay, it doesn't matter."
 
 It's just that once this kind of beautiful, fair and clean eldest young master is injured, it will be very painful, and the aunt is very sad, and looks at him with a look like a scumbag. Xia Zhiye: "Did you do it again?"
 Xia Zhiye didn't hesitate: "Well, my question."
 Auntie got excited: "I know it! I'll tell you, it doesn't matter if you are crazy, but don't provoke your new classmates, okay? But since something has happened now, as a boy , you must be responsible and take good care of others, you know?"
 Xia Zhiye nodded: "Auntie, don't worry, I will take responsibility for Song Yan."
 Auntie was a little more satisfied: "It's almost the same. Then you go back to your room to rest, go to bed early at night, don't toss until the middle of the night just because you are young, do you hear?"
 Xia Zhiye nodded again: "Well, I see, I won't toss him at night."
 Auntie looked at Song Yan again: "How about you?"
 Song Yan: "…"
 I don't know why this conversation is getting more and more wrong, so he doesn't really want to participate.
 But his aunt's love obviously couldn't be resisted, so he could only bite the bullet: "I heard."
 Auntie finally left satisfied.
 Xia Zhiye tilted his head to look at Song Yan, smiling ambiguously and lazily: "Come on, classmate Song Yan, in order to be responsible for you, I will carry you up?"
 Song Yan coldly sent him a word: "Go away."
 Then leaned on crutches and prepared to climb the insurmountable peak on the sixth floor of the dormitory of Nanwu No. 3 Middle School with her own efforts.
 However, in the first step of climbing, with a "squeeze" sound, the old wooden crutches of the hospital were torn apart.
 Song Yan: "…"
 Xia Zhiye: "…"
 The latter couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I won't tease you. Which room, I'll help you up.
 The former threw away the cane with a blank expression: "616."
 Xia Zhiye raised his eyebrows: "The room number is good, very lucky."
 Good luck.
 It's not so bad if it's auspicious.
 Song Yan put on a stinky face like a concubine, took the arm handed over by Xia Zhiye, and limped to the sixth floor by force.
 It stands to reason that Xia Zhiye cannot be blamed for this.
 After all, people just treat themselves to a meal, and they didn't expect to meet a small gangster. After meeting a small gangster, it was only because they thought of calling the police that they would attract firepower and slapped their feet.
 In the whole thing, there is no fault of Xia Zhiye's subjective will at all.
 
 What's more, this person has some problems with his brain.
 So out of the instinct to cherish life and cherish IQ, Song Yan decided to stay as far away from Xia Zhiye as possible.
 It's best to be far away from each other.
 Otherwise, I'm afraid that one day I can't help it and cause people to die.
 Thinking about it, at the door of 616, Song Yan took the schoolbag from Xia Zhiye and saw off the guest indifferently: "Here it is. Thank you. Walk slowly. No delivery."
 However, Xia Zhiye stood there, motionless.
 Song Yan raised her eyelids impatiently, pressing her irritability: "You don't have to go back to sleep?"
 Xia Zhiye lowered his head and looked at him: "I want to go back to sleep, but..."
 "Fuck it."
 "The door is blocked."
 "?"
 "I can't be rough with the injured."
 “…”
 "So can I trouble you to let me go and let me open the noble door of 616?"
 “…”
 Shut up, Song Yan wanted to weld the door directly.
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 The first day Song Yan transferred to his new school, he met his new roommate being blocked by gangsters in an alley asking to pay up a debt.
 The stick in the new roommate’s hands fell, and the little gangster fled in defeat, but didn’t forget to yell in anger while running:
 “Look at your little white face, if you find a wealthy woman and get rich, how can you still be afraid to pay up!”
 The new roommate looked on in approval, and seemed to have realized the light: “Makes sense.”
 Song Yan: “……” What kind of nonsense.
 So to block his new roommate from going astray, Song Yan began the road to ruin of targeted poverty alleviation for pure and beautiful male high school students.
 No money to buy dinner, so he treated him. No money for book expenses, so he sponsored it. No money for a scarf, so he took advantage of the buy one get one promotion from the store in front of the school to send him a scarf.
 The eldest young master Song who already had his expenses cut off by his family had no choice but to learn to be thrifty and hardworking.
 Later, his dad brought him to attend a dinner banquet: “Come, Xiao Yan, let me introduce you to grandpa Xia’s grandson, Xia Zhiye.”
 Song Yan looked at the boy in front of him wearing a custom-made suit, with the worn out scarf that he dredged out from the buy one get one promotion in front of the school wrapped around his neck, and expressionlessly raised up a knife.
 That night, in some male high school’s dorm room came the yell of domestic violence: “f*ck off, don’t pretend to be poor with me!”
 However the target of the domestic violence patiently coaxed him: “I didn’t pretend to be poor, I’m really poor. But later on I’ll be very rich, and I’ll even give it to my boyfriend to manage, so how about you consider it again?”
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 //One room for two, three meals for four season cookies//
 【1】
 The famous vase in the entertainment industry is suitable. After being hacked by the whole network, it suddenly announced: I am going home to farm.
 All black fans: Hehe, deserve it.
 The next day, the Xingchen APP began to broadcast the comfortable rural life.
 Hey, why did the top lawyers come for dinner?
 Hey, why did the medical doctor come to raise chickens?
 Hey, why did well-known designers dye the cloth?
 Hey, why did the e-sports god come to install the swing?
 what? Are you her brother? Are you her brother too? Are you still her brother? ? !
 In the much-anticipated, Grand Slam actor Shi Sui airborne the show scene, the black fans are weak and weak typing on the public screen: you… are you also her brother?
 The time actor calmly squeezed a suitable little face and said calmly: I am her husband.
 All black fans: can’t laugh.jpg
 【2】
 shock! When the actor changed his assistant! Want to shoot farming variety shows with each other? !
 Girlfriend’s mother’s career fan beats her chest and feet: Who cares for whom is a delicate and weak vase? ! It must be a scheming girl who wants to fry CP!
 On the second day of the live broadcast, fans watched the beautiful girl without makeup and calmly took out a pot of steaming spicy crayfish from the pot. Tears flowed out from the corners of their mouths one by one, scolding and swearing.
 On the tenth day of the live broadcast, fans stuffed rice into their mouths and complained: Can you fry CP, don’t cook! Five catties fatter! Little Vase, please lock up with our brother/son/cub for a lifetime!
 [//Xinghe is boiling hot, it’s better to have a bowl of spicy soup]
 [//Vest off + sweet pet teasing + gourmet food + healing + daily]
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 Traveling through the prehistoric world, it happened to be the early stage of becoming a god, and the Qinye people were numb! 
 Fortunately, he has become a soldier in heaven. No matter what happens, he doesn't have to die on the list. 
 But soon, Qin Ye discovered that heaven was not as simple as he imagined. 
 The great demon in the lower world is causing chaos and can easily devour hundreds of thousands of heavenly soldiers. 
 Sun Wukong is in trouble in the Heavenly Palace. He can kill a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers with one stick. Why are the only ones who die in the end are the heavenly soldiers? 
 Then wouldn’t you be in danger? 
 Fortunately, Qin Ye was blessed by Mother Earth and had the replacement function to get everything he needed. 
 Replace a stone and get the prison-suppressing power of the divine elephant in the world of "Holy King"! 
 Replace a scale and get the real dragon elixir in the world of "Shading the Sky"! 
 Replace a piece of fruit and get the best exotic fire in the world of "Dou Po"! 
 Replace a demon corpse and get the magical power of the "Eternal Life" world! 
 Replace a saint and get the "Panlong" World Hongmeng Gold List! 
 ....... 
 In the end, Qin Ye's eyes were fixed on Daozu Hongjun. 
 Hongjun: Don’t come over~!
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 Sacrificing his life to protect his best friend was a decision which Hui Yue did not regret, yet who could have known that death was not the final destination, but rather the beginning of a new adventure into a world filled with demonic beasts and martial arts cultivation.
 Hui Yue soon found that within this world, strength was what determined your future accomplishments and there was no space for the weak. Embarking upon this new life, Hui Yue meets friends, experience betrayal, and starts his own journey of cultivation to overcome his limits and become strong.
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 Within the dream of the dreamer, the one who was dreamed of awoke.
 … Borges
 “I exist in the sunlight, the wind, between the heavens and the earth, and also in dreams.”
 One night, Yu Hao, a college student who was at his wits’ end had an unexpected encounter with a mysterious visitor – “General” – who had dream travelled. He led Yu Hao in solving the countless riddles that abounded in the realm of the conscious, and lit up the fire beacons on the meandering Great Wall.
 Thereafter, the darkness retreated, the sun rose, and when the long night was thoroughly lit up, the him who existed in reality was reborn.
 The black dragon that roared, the lighthouse and demonic eye on the coastline, the rain forest before Chichén Itzá, the fierce beasts that wreaked havoc in the Colosseum…the bizarre projection of reality in one’s consciousness reflected the hidden place that the sunlight in reality couldn’t touch – the innumerable sins of the human heart.
 The journey of seizing dreams continues, and one can only hope that the sun will continue illuminating the human heart.
 …
 Fire beacons on the Great Wall were lit up to signal a border invasion.
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 Gu Anran looked up to the heavens and gave a mournful cry: “Ahhhh! I am a woman, so why must I attack and capture the female lead?!”
 Mu Qingli’s expression was cold: “You have objections? Do you not like women?”
 Gu Anran nervously fidgeted with her hands, but without having the chance to say anything, the Hong Qingyi who was on the side cracking melon seeds, interrupted. “How can that be possible? Ever since she was a child, she loved hanging out with all the cute girls at the orphanage! I know because I have been observing this for a long time!”
 Mu Qingli sneered and pulled Gu Anran by the ear, dragging her towards the room.
 “Wuwu! Dear wife, it hurts!” Gu Anran screamed loudly. Then, spotting something from the corner of her eyes, she suddenly had a mischievous expression. With a “low” voice, she loudly said, “Hong Qingyi, those I had approached were all once pursued by you!”
 *Peng!* …the door to the room closed.
 “Eh…? So that’s how it is…ah, wait!” Hong Qingyi realized something and gulped.
 She mechanically turned around to see Chi Mengyan, who had been standing to the side, narrowing her eyes. Damn that Gu Anran! Even if she had the words, she wouldn’t be able to explain herself clearly, ah ah ah!
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 She is an expert in medicine, the only daughter of Yun Tian, Yun Valley’s master.
 Her parents died, leaving her alone in this world. She fell from heaven to hell. She had a marriage prospect but her future husband broke it off. The entire world view her as a joke.
 She blossoms in Feng Yun Hall, with unparalleled wisdom and startling beauty.
 Against all the people eager to make a move, she lifts her hand first. Kill the chicken to warn the monkey.
 But nobody knows that the soul within her has long been replaced by someone from another world.
 She has no regret in the past life and originally plans to live an idyllic life, but because of the same question from the past life, she gives up the peaceful life and steps into the power struggle for imperial power.
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 Gu Nianshen had thought all along that he was raped by an older lady five years ago when he got really drunk at a nightclub. When he met a child who resembled him and Lin Yiqian, he carried the child in his arms.
 “Where is your Mommy?” He asked. Calmly, the child pointed a finger at the screen of his phone.
 “There. She’s performing at a concert.” Coincidentally, the screen was displaying how a wealthy fan gifted the female singer on stage with 999 roses.
 Gu Nianshen’s facial expression turned spiteful as he gave his secretary an order. “Give Lin Yiqian a call. Tell her that her son has been kidnapped. She will have to turn herself in to get him in return.”
 “Bad guy…” Before the child could finish uttering his sentence, his biological father had placed a hand over his mouth. “You are being kidnapped!” Gu Nianshen fumed.
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 The old man pointed to the flower-like woman and said, “Call her mother from now on.” He then pointed to a flower-bud-like girl and said, “This is your sister.”
 My younger sister was not cute.
 She was arrogant, taciturn and weird, but she knew how to please our parents.
 She was two-faced and deceitful, but it seemed like she only treated me that way.
 I cared for her, tried to please her as much as I can, but she still disliked me.
 Until one day, I found out her secret, our relationship began to get a little bit weird…
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 This is the story of a superstar reborn as a small wallflower in the entertainment world.
 Four years after his death, Jing Anjue has been reborn in the body of an obscure idol. As Shan Yatong, he embarks on his journey again, striving to reconquer what was once his domain — the entertainment circle.
 Along the way, the new Shan Yatong catches the eyes of quite a few people within the industry. This includes: the current reigning Superstar, a fellow popular young idol, and a CEO who has history with the previous Jing Anjue. But everyone will find it is not so easy to win his heart, as Shan Yatong is now a trailblazer with a heart of ice.
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 “Mr. President, we have found out the abilities of that mutant.” A CIA agent reported, “His ability is’be able to defeat all the people named Lin Tiannan’.”
 “WTF?” The President of Country M asked dissatisfiedly, “How could the strongest mutant in history be this kind of garbage ability!?”
 “Mr. President, because he still has a girlfriend.” The CIA agent explained, “Her ability is’the ability to change other people’s names.'”
 President of Country M: “…”
 This is a pair of enemies who conflict with each other from the birth date to the five elements to the constellation to the personality to the three views and even their living habits. They hate each other to death but cannot separate.
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 Su Momo woke up in the hospital, but she found that a female ghost was following her. She does not remember her anymore, but she remembers her.
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 A romance continued between the living and dead, set in a modern city.
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 Su Yang traveled through time and opened a beauty salon. 
 Jingtian: "Doctor, I want to get bigger." 
 Su Yang: "Don't he like table tennis? Why does he suddenly like to play volleyball?" 
 Jingtian: "He said he was tired of playing table tennis and wanted to change his taste." 
 Su Yang: "Doctors are like parents, please rest assured and I guarantee your satisfaction." 
 Soon after, the style of the entertainment industry changed suddenly. 
 Lucy Zhao: “Without Su Yang, I wouldn’t be where I am today.” 
 Bai Lu: "I like the feeling of being heavy." 
 Yang Mi: "I can already fight with Liu Yan." 
 Reba: "Why do you call me Great Power?" 
 Zhao Liying: "Science is like a thin vine growing into a big melon." 
 "I'm so happy to see you guys." 
 Su Yang has a bun in his left hand and a steamed bun in his right hand...
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