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 With the strong evidence of the black shirt, Yu Sheng was found to be an innocent victim without any suspense.
 The people on the ground looked terrible, but in fact Yu Sheng left a spot in his hand, and he didn't really hurt anywhere. After lying down for a while, he relieved that breath.
 The followers were all pulled to support the field, and those who didn't want to block actually had such awesome fighting power. At this time, the mentality was almost collapsed, and it was because Sheng's friendly and concerned greetings were desperately trembling, and no one dared to explain exactly what was going on.
 Without any serious consequences, it is at most a level of critical education.
 The police are familiar with each other, and skillfully pick up people one by one and throw them into the police car, preparing to take them home for a serious ideological and educational baptism.
 The broom was terribly angry, scolded and threw her arms over her wrists, and was tucked into the car neatly. Fang Chi pulled the police to reflect on the education and write a check.
 The messy situation cleared in an instant.
 Yu Sheng rubbed his forehead, relieved.
 He was not afraid to go to the police station to write an inspection, but if he went to the police station, he would have to delay the time and miss the exam.
 I don’t know who is thinking of the idea of ​​texting the parents for the absenteeism.
 The school was closed in seven minutes, and the time was a little tight. Yu Sheng had no time to delay and raised his leg to the back wall.
 Only two steps ran out, and the whole person suddenly took a sudden, his footsteps went wrong, and he collapsed neatly.
 The black shirt hasn't gone yet.
 Right behind him, the bag of cult pancakes was carried in his right hand, and his left hand was hung over his shoulder, before he had time to shoot it.
 Yu Sheng glanced at him cautiously.
 Although he was not wearing a school uniform, the other party appeared in this place at this age.
 He knows all the people in the third middle school. There is no such a lack of beating, but it is also not like a person in a place like the provincial key.
 When you enter the examination room, you will not be allowed to read the review materials again. If you want to review, you have to squat at the door. There are many students along the way. The third middle school and the provincial key Jingwei are clearly distinguished. It is not difficult to tell the weight of the schoolbag and the seriousness of the sprint at the entrance of the school.
 The guy in front of him apparently didn't bring anything, and he didn't even buy one for the "Every exam must pass suit".
 It doesn't seem that there is a top student studying hard every day.
 It was almost half past seven, and at least one subject must be absent from the front door. He didn't even worry about it at all. He still stood idle and lazily, and he kindly handed the cut pancake in half towards Sheng.
 The air quickly filled with unpleasant aromas of food.
 Yu Sheng: "..."
 Shouldn't go out for dinner in the morning.
 I don't know if I can give him time to nibble an apple later.
 "Hold it, I can't eat it."
 The black shirt handed him half of the pancakes again, and his voice was low and magnetic, as if he had swallowed a subwoofer: "Isn't that caused them to get rid of it?"
 Yu Sheng was annoyed: "passing by, scared."
 A bit surprised by the point of his revenge, the black shirt raised his eyebrow, but he couldn't hold back and chuckled.
 He seemed to be quite beaten at first, and when he smiled, the sense of lack of beat was that Sheng was inexplicably reaching its peak.
 ......Anyway, it's a half help.
 Yu Sheng always reasoned, rubbed his teeth and took a breath, brushed over the pancakes he passed, and turned straight: "Follow."
 He doesn't know or know the people in front of him. It is estimated that he is still a key student there. Even their school attaches so much importance to this inexplicable examination, and the provincial key top students are late for the examination, fearing that they will be hung up to light the sky lanterns.
 The black shirt was a little puzzled, and didn't ask much, raised his eyebrows, and followed.
 Yu Sheng turned over the wall all the year round, and he was proficient enough to enter the school with his eyes closed. With ease, bypass the monitoring, bypass the two bulletin boards, and go under the gap where a railing spike has been broken off.
 The black shirt followed him, standing together.
 It was still the unhurried posture just now, and he approached it very carefully. He looked up slightly and looked at the gap caused by violence.
 Yu Sheng pulls his clothes: "Will it turn over the wall?"
 The black shirt blinked and lowered his head in a sound.
 ...
 Mostly it is a little bit hard.
 There was not much time left for them. Yu Sheng glanced at his slick glasses shirt. He was too lazy to rub nonsense. He took off his school uniform and visually inspected the distance. He raised his hand and threw it up: "Tug, your height, work hard Just go up."
 Yu Sheng has practiced sports for several years. Basketball can be played in addition to power forwards. He is accurate in his hands. His clothes are thrown up and the railing is firmly secured.
 He didn't stop, pulling his sleeves down to the next line, stepping on the wall and borrowing force, and the whole person swept the railing neatly.
 The wall is not high, Yu Sheng did not delay, one hand folded on the railing, and landed firmly.
 The black shirt stood outside the wall, his eyes always following him, his eyes quietly brightened.
 Yu Sheng patted the palm dust: "Have you learned?"
 Without waiting for his answer, Yu Sheng had rolled the school uniform into his hand from the seam of the railing: "Lust point, the school will be closed."
 The young man's hands were thin and clean, with distinct skeletal fingers and long fingers, and a slight green muscle was revealed as soon as he tried his strength.
 The black shirt's gaze stayed in that hand for a moment, looked up and smiled at him: "Learned."
 His knot was obvious, and as he spoke slightly, he went down and covered the tightly-buttoned shirt collar.
 Yu Sheng frowned unconsciously.
 bass.
 Damn it.
 High school happened to be the watershed before and after the voice change. Yu Sheng checks every day to see if he has changed his voice, but no matter how he stays up late to barbecue and drink beer, the clear voice of the teenager in his voice can't be suppressed. Every time he fights, he has to bring a few big voices to help shout.
 It’s too much to lose face.
 With such a tall and subwoofer, Yu Sheng looked at it and got angry.
 The person who looked at him was obviously without this self-knowledge. He passed the two pancakes across the railing and motioned to Yu Sheng for help, holding the school uniform sleeve and rolling it slightly on his arm.
 Then he grabbed the railing with one hand and used his arm to make a pull-up easily and lifted himself up against the wall.
 Unique.
 Very stiff.
 Yu Sheng was amazed by his unique skill of turning over the wall.
 The black shirt looks thin, but the strength is obviously not small at all. The arms are tight through the cloth, and the smooth muscle lines can be seen through the shirt.
 Although the method he used is a little strange, his movements are extremely smooth and precise. He didn't even touch the wall, but simply borrowed from the top. The whole person had turned over and hung it with one hand, and he moved towards Sheng.
 Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows, raised his head in the past, and didn't wait to speak, his school uniform had fallen into his arms head-on.
 One hand fell on his shoulder.
 The opponent loosened the hand holding the railing and pressed it lightly on his shoulder. There were already more people on the side.
 Yu Sheng was inexplicably a little shocked: "You-the provincial demonstration wall is energized?"
 The black shirt clapped the gray on his hand and was choked on him just to thank him. His words came to a halt, and he still grinned well: "I'm used to it, but I can't change it."
 He landed on Yu Sheng's shoulders, and the two were a little too close. The deep and clear voice fell on Sheng's ears, which caused him to sigh slightly.
 Yu Sheng saw that he was ten times worse than before.
 Not planning to deal with this kind of person any more, Yu Sheng clapped his shoulders and threw the pancake back into his hand: "Okay, come in and come in, hurry to take your test, don't squat at the door and cry ."
 His examination room is on the third floor of the high school, and there is still some distance away. There is no time for nonsense here. Roll up your school uniform and lift your legs.
 The black shirt raised his hand and grabbed him.
 Yu Sheng drew a breath, his breath slammed up, and hissed: "Is it all? Is there anything else?"
 Suddenly his mouth was firmly covered by one hand, and the whole person was circled between his shoulders and arms, hiding under a thick tree.
 The director of the education department walked back with his hands on his back, striding slowly.
 Hearing some movement here, the director looked up and saw nothing. He checked the signposts and isolation strips and entered the building from the back door.
 Yu Sheng frowned and looked up at the man in front of him.
 The black shirt was unexpectedly skilled, covering his mouth with one hand, circling him with his shoulders and arms, and clasping the tree with one hand.
 The fabric of Banzheng's shirt is slightly cool, and a slight body temperature seeps through the clothing, and is attached to the skin between Sheng's necks.
 A bit of clean black tea aroma.
 The black shirt waited for a while, then went out and scanned it.
 "okay."
 He let go of his hand, and his long, cold fingers shook in front of Sheng's eyes: "It's anxious to act, and I haven't had time to discuss with you... is it all right?"
 Yu Sheng frowned, opened his hand, and raised his sleeve to wipe his mouth hard.
 I just want to take a test on time, and I don't know where there are so many broken things.
 Yu Sheng feels that he and the exam may be violent.
 The black shirt didn't speak much, and walked towards the isolation belt, lifting one hand high enough to wait for him.
 This time the other party really helped him.
 The director of the Education Department in No. 3 Middle School has a headache for everyone. If he sees him over the wall, he will write a check and give it a punishment.
 He was anxious to go to the examination room and did not pay much attention to the situation around him. If he hadn't been tossed in time, he might now enter the office to drink tea.
 People help me seriously, and I can't say no thanks.
 Yu Sheng took a deep breath and decided to talk to him aside from prejudices and walked over: "Thanks, I wish you the second exam today."
 Because of the inexplicable skill points of metaphysics, if you want to wish others well, you can only help the poor with such precision.
 Good and bad spirits, this kind of saying is actually useless. But if you say "I wish you a smooth exam" and "I wish you a happy life", it is easy to become a reverse taunt because of an insincere attitude, causing others to have a bad luck throughout the exam and a rough life as if on the spot Lost dreams.
 Yu Sheng, the world of learning tyrants, doesn't understand, and only knows that there is no accident. The first is probably that the legendary learning **** didn't run, and the second is the best result.
 "Second--" The black shirt raised his eyebrows, and the eyes behind the lens bent slightly curiously, "Me?"
 "Yup."
 Time was running out, and Yu Sheng had no time to explain to him, patted his clothes, drilled through the isolation belt and hurried to the teaching building.
 "Can it still be me?"
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 Yu Sheng is born with a Crow Mouth. Nothing good he says comes true, whereas everything bad he says does.
 In the last exam before summer vacation for his 2nd year of High School, “Troublemaker” Yu Sheng from the terrifying Central Third High jinxes himself into the place where the cream of the crop gathers — The Provincial Interhigh Summer Camp.
 Because of his face, he was picked to be the partner of Province’s No. 1 high schooler.
 The night before their finals, the undefeatable Young Master Yu who has never blanched before speaks up. He hurtles tonnes of tr*sh-talk at the No. 1 Home Tutor who slams the door on him—
 You were almost late to the exam!
 You almost forgot to shade your MCQ!
 You nearly got off-topic in your essay!
 The invigilators were all flocking around you!
 You can only score 50 points more than the city’s No. 2 at most!
 ……
 Later, when he outscores the city’s No. 2 by 50 points in his Sciences, Jin Linkun faces the media who swarm him and answers simply when asked the secret to his excellent marks.
 “Study hard, study smart, and have a good attitude.”
 Jin Linkun: “And also, find a little Crow Mouth to fall in love with.”
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 [Mind-reading by both civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty + cool articles about strong women] 
 The system went missing and couldn't be contacted. Mu Nanjin, who was thrown into the ancient times by the system, decided to die. 
 Eat when you need to, drink when you need to drink, you won’t let it go if you have money to make, and you won’t miss it if you see a beautiful man. 
 When you are bored, you can also read other people's private gossip to pass the time, and your life will be as nourishing as possible. 
 Little did he know that his inner thoughts were coming out one after another. 
 Everyone’s secrets were revealed one after another. 
 [The little goblins in the harem took advantage of the emperor's early morning to eat, and there was a question mark over the emperor's head, haha. The emperor will also be hungry, so miserable. 】 
 Emperor: I have no face to face the civil and military officials of the dynasty. 
 [The right Prime Minister has a tigress’s wife. Last night, she was made to kneel down and do the abacus because she was drunk. Huh, this punishment is really light. If I were to punish him, I would punish him by kneeling on the nail board. 】 
 Prime Minister Left: Disgraced in front of his colleagues. 
 [The deputy commander of the Royal Forest Army likes to smell the sweat smell of the soldiers and finds it particularly pleasant. Gee, what a quirk. 】 
 Deputy Commander of the Royal Forest Army: I really want to kill Mu Nanjin and shut her up forever. 
 [Hey, the fourth prince wants to rebel. 】 
 The fourth prince, who is afraid of being arrested before he rebels, dares not go to Beijing to meet the saint. 
 The civil and military officials went from watching the drama to gloating at the misfortune, and then became murderous when facing Mu Nanjin. 
 So, everyone kept waiting and waiting, waiting for Mu Nanjin to be taken off her black gauze hat and have her head chopped off. 
 Those who looked forward to the stars and the moon, but what they hoped for was that not only did she not die, but she also wore her black gauze hat higher and higher, and finally became the darling of the court. 
 "..." 
 Mu Nanjin, who has never done anything, said: I am also very confused.
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 “Shameless Xia Ping, not only did you steal my martial arts manual and medicinal pills, you even took my fiancée! We’re not finished!”
 “He’s the embarrassment of the Martial Way and a parasite of the human race. A complete scumbag.”
 “There’s nothing that he won’t do. Not only would he not help an old person cross the road, he would even steal the lollipop of a three year old.”
 “He causes problems everywhere. All of the geniuses of those big families have been beaten up by him before. Now, he’s no longer tolerated by either humans or gods!”
 Countless martial arts experts of Yanhuang Star hated Xia Ping down to the very bone. They were just itching to completely crush him into pieces.
 As for Xia Ping? Facing the hatred of so many people, he just calmly pulled up the interface of the “Grand Hatred System” and looked at all the wonderful things there. He rubbed his chin, “I’ve already saved up so many Hatred Points. What should I exchange for now? Saint-grade medicinal pills? Or perhaps that Primordial Pill? The peerless martial art skill, Tathagata Palm also seems pretty good too. But then there’s that divine weapon, the Cosmic Cauldron. It really is too difficult to choose!”
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 “Is this really a f*cking cannon fodder counterattack system???” Zhou ZiRuo transmigrated into a game and became a shapeshifting, cannon fodder, baby fox demon.
 As a new (male) fox demon, he thought his task was only to counterattack the gold-fingered, peerless, super explosively cool, iceberg protagonist.
 But why did the iceberg protagonist seem like he was possessed by a death god, with NPCs dropping dead left and right everywhere he went?
 Why must he help the protagonist investigate the incidents or else the counterattack percentage would fall through the floor, leading to his death?
 As Zhou ZiRou wearily investigated the supernatural cases, at the same time, he walked down the grand path of counterattacking the protagonist and kicking him to the curb.
 Yet no one knew that under the iceberg protagonist’s calm and proper exterior was a heart that was both kuudere and wicked.
 System: Congratulations! The counterattack was successful!
 Zhou ZiRou: You motherf*cker, you never said that I’d counterattack into the role of the female lead ahhh!!!
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 This is a world invaded by monsters. All kinds of terrifying monsters threaten the safety of human beings at all times. 
 And the only way out for human beings is to choose a hero as their match when they reach the age of eighteen. 
 Once the fit is successful, you can get the natural abilities of the heroes, become a strong man, and fight back against monsters. 
 Chen Ye, who came through time travel, was surprised to find that the heroes everyone matched were all from "One Punch Man". 
 Everyone else is pursuing the talent of an S-level hero, but only Chen Ye knows that the bald devil among the C-level heroes is invincible. 
 So, at the graduation ceremony, Chen Ye did not hesitate to choose to fit his bald physique, but was ridiculed by the live broadcast on the whole network! 
 "Haha, this idiot actually chose a C-level hero talent." 
 "C-level heroes are recognized as useless talents, even dogs are not chosen, buddy, are you insane?" 
 Facing the ridicule, Chen Ye just insisted on exercising silently. 
 Three years later. 
 An invincible bald head is starting to be inappropriate...
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 The prestigious He family was reunited with their lost-lost heir. Everybody was looking forward to the Revenge of the Real Daughter or some cliché stories prestigious family drama. Alas, the long-lost Chu Qianli was only interested in playing cards, dice, and spreading superstitions (?).
 Chu Qianli transmigrated into a little white flower in a novel with a strong female lead. She had no interest in meddling in the fight over gains in a wealthy family or the romance between the male and female leads. All she wanted to do was focus on her astrology and her pursuit in Marxism.
 Original Male Lead: “Aren’t you going to fight over the family fortune with me?”
 Chu Qianli: “No way. You do the work; I take the dividends. I am a dawg if I ever set foot in the company.”
 The entire world knew that the surname of the daughter of the He family was not He. Her specialty was Tarot cards, numerology, seeing into the future, and she was never wrong!
 “Lao He, I need your daughter’s help!”
 “I’m so sorry. She just started university and is not home.”
 “……Oh? What is she majoring in?”
 “Marxist Philosophy.”
 “? ? ?”
 Chu Qianli: I might be a guru in numerology but I am a firm believer in Marxism. I am not a fortuneteller.”
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 Jung Sunwoo was an average man. He had just taken his first job at W&amp;U, a celebrity management company, as a manager. He could finally achieve his dream of being the manager of a world-famous actor or actress. On his way to work, he fell into what appeared to be a lucid dream about his future. As he went on with his day, he realized it may not have simply been a lucid dream.
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 Tamura Hao, who traveled to the world of Naruto, was resistant. After all, this is a desperate place where even terrorists are longing for peace and fighting for it! 
 Especially at this stage, the Ninja World War is about to break out. Without blood limit, secret technique inheritance, and the golden finger, he will definitely become cannon fodder on the battlefield, the kind of life and death. 
 Tamura Hao looked at the ninety-nine swords that he had cut off in the past few years of hard practice, and then looked at his savings in the past few years, and finally looked at the Raikage Building, and made a decision that went against the will of Thunder! 
 Thousands of years ago, the Six Paths Sage founded the Ninja Sect and opened the prelude to the Ninja Era. Thousands of years later, I, Haotian Sage, founded the Sword Sect and opened an era of swords! 
 Real ninja: honest seal, six seals in one second, ninjutsu by shouting, long-range attack, mysterious and unpredictable! 
 More real ninja: super-speed slash, eight swords in one second, unparalleled strange power, invincible in close combat, slash everything! 
 I update 10,000 words a day, and the update is guaranteed. Please feel free to read!Author's Other NovelsBehind The Scenes From KonohaDouluo: Build the Kingdom of God starting from Wuhun Palace
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 He is very cold and passionate, Mu Yanwang, who means what he says. He has always regarded women as dirt but she, he has only spoiled her.
 At first, he said with overbearing arrogance – “Even you are mine.” Afterwards, he gradually fell for the enemy – “Mine is yours.” Finally, he surrendered obediently, – “Ning Xiaofei, I’m also yours.”
 Ning Xiaofei, his little wife. He just wants to put her in the palms of his hand, to love.
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 [Hilarious] + [Easy] + [Cool] 
 There has always been such a saying in the circle of the treacherous master. 
 Don't mess with anyone. 
 This guy is born to be a tightrope walker on the edge of life and death. 
 Have you ever met a girl with a gap and kissed her straight away? The key point is that she is still soft in his arms. 
 Have you ever seen someone who encountered a tricky situation of feeding paper in the toilet and simply stepped on the hand that came in from under the partition? Afterwards, not only did nothing happen, but I also liked to mention the three pieces of toilet paper presented by the other party. 
 Human beings are trembling with trepidation. 
 Everyone is still walking on thin ice to survive, this guy is basically here to accept younger brothers from the strange world! 
 As soon as the fight started, it was a mess, and several old ladies rushed up, not to mention the colleagues who were scared to death, and the bosses on the opposite side were all surrounded. 
 Liu Huaqiang probably would have been frozen in place if he was present.
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 Copy 1:
 The entire entertainment circle knows that Xia Rong and Su Chi seem to be natural enemies. Same period of debut, same period of increasing popularity, opposing each other in their careers, fans constantly ripping into each other in a frenzy.
 Xia Rong began with this thought as well, all the way until he found out Su Chi’s secret —— Su Chi could shapeshift?!
 Su Chi: “The issue of me turning into a cat, help me keep it a secret.”
 Xia Rong: “Why should I!”
 Su Chi: “Since you pet me… … for an entire night.”
 Xia Rong: “… …”
 Copy 2:
 Ever since Xia Rong found out that Su Chi could turn into a cat, moreover, shape shift ignores the location, time, as well as the person in question’s wishes, the other often relies on him to help cover up.
 Former rivals transform into the obedient cat until the palm, Xia Rong happily rubs the cat: “Hahahaha Su Chi, even you have today! Meow… … Meow meow meow ao?”
 Surprises always come suddenly.
 Xia Rong was unresigned: “Meow ow ow ow! Is shapeshifting into a cat infectious?!”
 Su Chi: “Don’t be afraid, I’ll steal cat food to raise you ^_^”
 Some people appear to be well off, in reality, not only do they have a cat in private, the cat is also their boyfriend =v=
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 In the humid heat of July, students within the crowded classroom couldn’t breathe properly under the tremendous pressure of the intensive exams. 
 Guo Jingyu’s forehead was damp with sweat. 
 He saw the figure seated in front of him as soon as he glanced up. His back was as straight as it had always been, his white shirt school uniform had a mild soap scent, and his hair was neatly parted. He was accompanied by the steady rustle of a pen. 
 Guo Jingyu laughed, as if he’d been freed of a huge burden, and gently nudged the person in front of him twice with a pen, saying in a hushed whisper, “Li Tongzhou?” The teen in front of him halted and didn’t say anything, but he extended his hand behind him and handed him something. 
 Guo Jingyu was lying motionless on his desk. With his fingers, he poked Li Tongzhou’s palm, which the other gently gripped. 
 In our youth’s fiery love, you’ve always been the only one.
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 She was originally a puppet of her family. Pursued by the police for being a business spy and hitman, she was betrayed and fell into the sea.
 When she opened her eyes again, she had turned into an ordinary high school student. Because of a disgraceful birth, she had been crowded out by her relatives. Because of inferiority complex and antisocial behavior, she was bullied by her classmates.
 But now she is no longer someone who acts timid. Cheat her, and she will break your bones.
 She possesses formidable Jade pupils capable of seeing through walls. Other people have difficulty breaking through jade, their sight for antiques is based on gambles, but she only needs a look.
 An undertaking begins as she creates legends in the world of business.
 Once upon a time, they laughed at her poor and destitute state. Now looking at her net worth of 10 billion, it can’t be explained.
 To the relatives that come to hug her thighs, she must apologize: “We broke off relations long ago, so get lost!”
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