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 Ignoring the dull Pu Jie, Dachun continued to talk to himself.
 "By the way, Brother Jie, our instructor also left an homework after class. It must be completed. It is related to our normal grades this semester. If we fail to pass it, we will have to repeat the grade!"
 "Huh? What homework?"
 Dachun scratched his head: "Let each of us publish a written work on a well-known website. The subject matter is selected from scripts, novels, and professional film reviews. There is no limit to the number of words. One month later, the outstanding results will be evaluated based on the results on each platform. Works, then on-site analysis and guidance.”
 "According to the seniors, this assessment is held every year. Not only our screenwriting department, but also the three departments that need to deal with words, including the directing department, literature department, and film study department, all participate. The top few outstanding works, teachers We will also provide resources and support!”
 "Not to mention mainstream big-screen works, even if it can be made into a major online movie, it is a rare qualification. Our department now attaches great importance to this assignment!"
 "Pu Jie, we both need to create a good work. I'm going to write a brain-burning suspense script. How about you?"
 After hearing this, Pu Jie said with some suspicion: "Are you burning your brain? Suspense?"
 "That's right! I'm best at things that use my brain."
 Pu Jie lamented that people should not be judged by their appearance.
 He rolled his eyes and asked, "Then I'll write a novel."
 Dachun was stunned for a few seconds, then slapped Pu Jie on the shoulder.
 "Are you stupid? How difficult is it to adapt a novel? And you can't finish it in just one month. If you make an unfinished work and let the teacher evaluate it, you will get a high score! Even if you read the website But you won’t be able to put it on the shelves in a month, right? By then the score will be 0.”
 "And those big websites that write long novels have very strict assessments. It may be difficult for ordinary people to even sign a contract. I heard that a senior in our department failed to sign a contract after writing for a year and became the laughing stock of the entire department. Don't Be stupid."
 Pu Jie scratched his head. He couldn't say that he was busy raking up the system and didn't have time to write this, could he?
 I was reborn in this life and came to an unfamiliar university and major.
 He is very interested in spending four years in this school, and he must not let himself repeat a grade.
 Anyone who has spent a few years in society knows that college is the best time in life.
 In the past few years.
 Many melons are still fresh.
 There are many batteries, and they are not bulging due to overcharging.
 Why do many rich people like to come to art schools to find girlfriends?
 Pure and moist!
 It is no exaggeration to say that with his sufficient theoretical experience in his previous life, it is not easy to find a sister in college.
 Bar?
 ‘I hope those dog food cultural and educational things from Qidian are useful.’
 Pu Jie wiped his hair.
 "Ahem, just tell me if you can write a novel."
 He must make money first!
 Otherwise, in this art school, a poor guy who relies on loans to go to school and works part-time to earn living expenses will not be very competitive.
 Therefore, while collecting the 100,000 wool from the system, I completed the tasks assigned by the instructor to the best of my ability.
 At his level, he still wants to write a novel or script that can be adapted into a film and television work?
 Do not make jokes!
 This world is full of big guys. Why should he, a half-hearted novice writer, compete with others?
 It’s better to be realistic and make money from the system first.
 Dachun recalled what the instructor said.
 “That’s not to say you can’t write novels.”
 "That's it!"
 "Ah? Brother Jie, don't you think about it anymore? If you don't have any good ideas, I can give you two great ideas."
 Seeing such sincere Dachun, Pu Jie was greatly relieved.
 "As long as you have this heart, if you hang out with me from now on, I will ensure that you are popular in school, hahaha~"
 At this moment, Pu Jie was full of confidence!
 Dachun saw that Pu Jie had made up his mind, so he didn't say much. As for bringing him along, he just took it as a joke.
 Although his family is not a wealthy one, it is still a well-off family, which is much better than an orphan like Pu Jie. He feels that he is just enough to protect Pu Jie.
 "Okay, come on, Brother Jie, let's go eat."
 "Where are Yuan Hua and Zhang Yang?"
 "In order to celebrate that his character novel won first place, Yuan Hua invited everyone to dinner. Many girls in our class went with him."
 "Just his "My Principal Dad"?"
 "ah."
 Dachun has not found the problem until now.
 "By the way, why don't you go along?"
 "Isn't this because you are still in the dormitory? You are afraid that no one will eat with you. If you leave, I will starve to death."
 A warm current surged through Pu Jie's heart, and he felt pure friendship.
 I think I will do my best to help my brothers in the future.
 I have some things about the earth in my mind. Although I can't write them down, I can definitely share a few good ideas with him.
 "Dachun! Just treat me to a meal. I have no money in my card."
 Dachun: "."
 "oh"
 Pu Jie still has some use for his own money. He has 857 yuan to last until he has finished writing 1 million words.
 It is impossible to work part-time, as it would waste too much time coding.
 Therefore, during this period, a meal is a meal.
 Suddenly, Yuan Hua, the good son of the principal's father, gradually became more pleasing to Pu Jie's mind.
 In his memory of this life, although this man was a bit vain, his nature was not bad.
 ‘I’m sorry, brother, it’s all because your father is too rich. ’
 The two finished lunch quickly.
 Pu Jie went to the school's computer room and turned on a computer.
 The computer room is on the fourth or fifth floor of the library building.
 The fourth floor is an ordinary computer room, mainly for checking information and writing papers. The price is 1 yuan/hour.
 The fifth floor is a high-end computer room, which is used for making and editing videos. The price is 3 yuan/hour.
 Although the fifth floor is much more expensive, it is still in short supply and it is full every day. Fighting for a ticket is like fighting for a seat in the study room of the library.
 The fourth floor is sparsely populated.
 The female teacher in charge of this floor would often watch a TV series without anyone coming to open the card.
 Because the computer performance is so poor, I can only read the website and write papers.
 And who can go to Beijing Institute of Technology without a laptop?
 You can do it in your dormitory, so you don’t need to go to the computer room.
 "Teacher, open the card."
 Freshmen's library card comes with 50 yuan, which allows them to surf the Internet in the computer room.
 This means that Pu Jie has 50 hours of free coding time.
 Let your wallet, which is already not rich, breathe a little sigh of relief.
 Sitting in front of the computer, Pu Jie was tempted by the system subsidies, and his thoughts were flowing.
 An old-fashioned, slap-in-the-face, pretentious ultimate novel appears!
 "Open the code!"
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 Recently, our newspaper interviewed people who are known as the income ceiling of online articles, the king of new media, the online article writer who understands readers best, the revolutionary who leads the new online article era, the top screenwriter who governs by doing nothing, the top ten outstanding young people of the United Nations, and the 21st Century Chinese Pu Jie is the first person to export Chinese culture. 
 "How do you achieve at this age what most cultural workers would find difficult to achieve in their lifetime?" 
 In this regard, Pu Jie has trouble saying, 
 I almost cried in front of the camera, 
 "I'm really not the kind of person you think" 
 "In the beginning, I just planned to buy a book." 
 "Please don't read my books anymore, I will starve to death if I make more money..." 
 "What are you doing!? I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy!" 
 The staff controlled the excited Pu Jie, and the reporter smiled at the camera and said: 
 "Look, the ability of excellent online writers to write stories always exceeds our expectations."
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 Before going to college, an ordinary high school student went to celebrate and got drunk. When he woke up, he found himself in a completely different world. There was a big sect, the approaching sect entrance examination, a slum where his body’s previous owner lived, and a shared memory about a missing young girl.
 When he got tangled in a fight with a few punks in this different world, he fell off a cliff and miraculously found himself still alive, with two more voices ringing inside his head. They were Sword Master and Saber Master. In the company of them, he continued to find out more about this whole new world. He took the sect entrance examination, entered the sect, met a strange man in black, and even participated in a major competition of the sect to have a chance to win over his peers! 
 In this whole new world, he was born again and got to explore the fantastic martial world!
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 When Chu Qin found his lover who had lost his memory, the fake fiancee his lover’s family had arranged for was with him.
 Fake fiancée: I’m the person you love the most.
 Zhong Yibin: ……Liar, the person I love is obviously Chu Qin.
 Fake fiancée: Didn’t you lose your memory?
 Zhong Yibin: F***! I still remember Chu Qin!
 Chu Qin: “……”
 Except for you, I forgot the entire world…..
 Never forget Chu Qin.
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 She was transmigrated into a novel where she became the cannon fodder who abused the male lead and ultimately suffered her demise under said male lead. And to return back home, she had to obtain the city boundary map first.
 Ye Mu doesn’t want to play a game! Now that she’s inside the book with such a plot, the only way around her death is to kill the male lead first and let this world collapse!
 However, upon seeing a scraggly, skinny little boy whose brows were full of perseverance, her hand won’t move…
 Well then, she would subdue the male lead’s tyrannical tendencies! How to do it? Raise the male lead and have him help her find the city boundary map? That’s a good idea!
 Despite raising him properly, the male lead seems to have grown into a devious man who won’t listen to her. Moreover, he lures her over with the city boundary map.
 “Do you want this or not? Then come to my bed.”
 Her face was full of tears. Where was the promised honest and upstanding monarch? Does she have to raise him all over again?
 The man smiles and pats her on the head, “Come on, stop crying. Wash and go to bed.”
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 25 years ago, Gu Yuan who had a terminal disease was found to possess one kind of kind rare powerful gene. 
 In order to allow the gene to pass through the generation, she donated out 5 ova before the failure of her surgery. 
 25 years later, today she awakens. Her 5 ova had now turned into outstandings and famous men. 
 Mmmm….who is it that laughs at her for being old-fashion, backward, have nothing at all and penniless? 
 The world-renowned tycoon prince accompanied Gu Yuan for supper. The media was in an uproar, is the prince going to be in love? 
 Tycoon Prince: That’s my mother. 
 The media tycoon who controls the world public opinion, stake a thousand pieces of gold on one throw for Gu Yuan. The whole audience was in an uproar, an unknown girl going to marry into the noble family? 
 Media Tycoon: That’s my mother. 
 The film emperor with thousands of fans who received worldwide attention broke his 8 years practice and for the 1st time ever unexpectedly composed music for Gu Yuan. The whole internet was in an uproar, is this film emperor’s love of the century? 
 Film Emperor: That’s my mother. 
 17 years old beautiful young boy genius with IQ that beyond compares named the asteroid he found after Gu Yuan. The world was in an uproar, is this love between an older woman and a young boy? 
 Genius Boy: That’s my mother. 
 …… 
 All the supporting males and females who had ridiculed and bullies Gu Yuan before cried: She actually has how many good sons?! 
 Finally, when the handsome world most eligible top billionaire accompanying Gu Yuan for shopping, the crowds immediately shout loudly: She must be his mother! His mother! His mother! 
 The aloof top billionaire: She is the mother of my sons.
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 What the hell? That menace who bullied me since I was six years old, actually became a pretty girl after three years of living apart? And she even ran to our agreed duel location to confess to me, hoping that I can become her boyfriend?!
 This is a plot against me! There’s definitely an enormous conspiracy behind this! I won’t be fooled by you! Even if you tear up and act all pitiful, I will still disregard you and humiliate you, until you’ve have completely paid back all my childhood grievances!
 What’cha lookin’at? There are very reasonable grounds for bullying a girl!
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 In Xu Yun Yao’s previous life, she overcame all obstacles barring her way just to become a queen. However, under the suppression of several ministers headed by Tang Song Nian she failed in the end. Just out of reach with bitter hatred in her heart, only to wake up and find herself reborn as the daughter of Tang Song Nian, as she died early.
 Xu Yun Yao: I will trample you! You old fart! You dare to oppose this palace!
 Tang Song Nian (laughing with joy): Aiya, our daughter’s boldness is truly too powerful.
 Xu Yun Yao: I will kick you! I will bite you! You dare lead those ministers to slander this palace!
 Tang Song Nian (gratified smile): I knew little treasure loves father best.
 Xu Yun Yao: …….
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 Ye An travels into a novel world, becomes a villain, loses his cultivation base, but also activates the simping system.
 As long as he completes the system tasks wholeheartedly, he can get rewards. 
 Therefore, he must accumulate strength and use all the points to deal with the protagonist in the future.
 However, what he doesn’t expect is that no matter what he does, he just cannot get the system points.
 Chikusho (God damn it)…
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 Yi Ti resented her name. From an early age, she couldn’t get away from the nicknames “ET” and “alien”.
 But no one thought that one day, she would actually meet an alien.
 Scared by the other, it seemed like she screamed……
 She fainted, then fell face down or something like that……
 She seemed to have gotten a bloody nose from being knocked out……
 She doesn’t remember any of this!!!
 The only thing she cares about is that after she fainted, the alien actually dragged her, chest down, back home – does the alien not feel ashamed?!
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 The phoenix led tens of thousands of birds as they flew over from the end of the horizon. Behind them, clouds akin to a sea of fire billowed as they swept by Chang’an. A golden winged roc perched on top of Xingqing Palace, its pupils reflecting the common people of the bustling Divine Land. Within the silence, dynasties rise and fall, while tides ebb and flow.
 Li Jinglong slowly dragged his body riddled with wounds, releasing a resplendent light from his hand as he kept approaching Hong Jun.
 “The living… are passing travelers…”
 His low voice resounded through the world, and within an instant, the black fog that enveloped the earth receded before the light.
 “The dead… return home without turning back.”
 That light is the blazing sun that illuminates the world, stars that twinkle in the night sky, an eternal heart lamp that pierces through the darkness.
 “The world…is a temporary inn. Since time immemorial, countless people have bewailed their short, bitter lives…”
 Li Jinglong closed his eyes and pressed one hand against Hong Jun’s forehead. A white light diffused with a whoosh, covering the battlefield littered with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Within the shadow of that lamp, the debauchery in Pingkang, the parasol trees of the Exorcism Department bathing in the midsummer sun, the sand and swirling snow in the vast expanse beyond the Great Wall, Ah Tai’s clear singing voice, Mo Rigen and Lu Xu picking leaves in the early morning, Qiu Yongsi’s flying brush strokes that transforms into immortal poems in Li Bai’s cup–
 A young nobleman of Chang’an strolled through its eastern downtown,
 Riding a white horse with a silver saddle as he beamed.
 While traversing through Chang’an, flowers kept falling, where on earth is he going?
 Smiling, he enters a tavern where a foreign entertainer performs.
 (Last four lines are from a poem written by Li Bai used to ridicule hedonistic sons from rich families for their extravagant lifestyles.)
 A gong who has bad luck wherever he goes x a shou that can suck away the luck of the people around him
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 Many people felt frustrated by the lack of knowledge after time travel. 
 Many took their laptops with them during time travel and fell into an awkward situation with deficient electricity. 
 Many others took the troops with them and found that there were only logistics of 19th century. 
 Countless predecessors had died on the way, numerous on the land of another world. 
 A large number of people had achieved both success and fame after time travel, but failed to find the way back home. 
 Do you still regret not remembering the formula of glass? 
 Are you still confused about the ingredients of gunpowder? 
 Are you still trying to perfect the shape of mirrors? 
 Nowadays, a lot of colleges and universities are rushing about, looking for sponsorship; many institutions are drifting along the wave of bank notes; a host of experts’ and professors’ subjects have been brought to a halt because they are short of funds. 
 There is a solution to every problem. 
 …
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 Have you ever raised kittens and puppies or alien animals? 
 Looks like a goose egg, the largest flea in the universe; 
 Meatball has a small umbrella on top of his head, defeating cats and dogs to become the best-selling pet in the universe. 
 Every time a hair falls out, I cry with tears, the leader of the hair loss dragon world, Yunlong. 
 There are also mandala beasts that are kept in flower pots and can apply lipstick by kissing its flowers. 
 These are the objects to be raised in spring. 
 Chunlai, who is a pig-raising expert in the village, was dumbfounded when she faced these strange alien animals after traveling to the interstellar age. 
 She just wants to inherit her family’s pig farm and carry forward the pig business. 
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 Weibo: Jinjiang Lao Na is vegetarian
 Content Labels: Interstellar Sweet Text Future Overhead Cute Pet 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Chunlai ┃ Supporting roles: Ao Ge, Ah You, Su Ze, Lin Crimson, Thirteen Old Uncles, Luo Bai ┃ Others: Three Hundred Years of Ephemeris 
 One sentence introduction: those years of being fed by aliens 
 Purpose: to be healed by the alien male protagonist, and to find the warmth in the heart
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 “He is the entertainment king who is in charge of everything. Been single for years, he had zero scandal. One day, a woman and a girl turned his life upside down.
 The little cutie held him tight, not letting go. “”Handsome uncle, you look very much like the daddy I have lost for many years!”” Huo Yunshen felt depressed. “Me? Daddy?!”
 The little cutie proudly pulled her mommy over, “”Mommy, I have found a long-term meal ticket for you, handsome and gullible.””
 Xu Xiyan smiled at the elegant man.
 Recalling the accident five years ago, his face sank. “”How dare you steal my DNA?””
 She laughed. “”Not steal, just borrow!”” The man took her in his arms and warned in a dangerous tone, “”Woman, should I get what’s mine back, with interest?””
 She stood on her toes. “”Yeah, how about another baby?”””
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