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 Time passed quickly and the final exam was over in a blink of an eye. This time, Chen Yuanming didn't work with the garbage anymore, but concentrated on assaulting textbooks for a few days. Now he is no longer a young man with only a sense of self-esteem in his mind. There is no fairness in this world. Take out something that cannot be taken lightly.
 After answering the last test paper and checking it twice, he finally exhaled and left the examination room. After the final exam, there is a two-day vacation for teachers to mark and mark. Since the responsibility of the top students who assisted in the examination of documents has never been missed, Chen Yuanming started his winter vacation early.
 In the past two days while studying, all his mind was on organizing and combing the memory. Now that he has accepted his identity as a soul corpse, the memory in his brain is too complicated, and more importantly, Chen Yuanming cannot determine whether the things in his brain are accurate or true. This year's newsstand is still a rarity. The scarcity of newspapers and magazines has doomed the direct subscription sales model. No newspapers can be found. There is no TV at home. Even the radio is controlled. It is impossible to listen to news on time. It's not easy to confront reality. Without relying on him, he would rather spend more time on preparations.
 In the early morning of the second day after taking the exam, without saying hello to anyone, Chen Yuanming took the key and two dollars from his hard work and went out of the house.
 It hasn't snowed this winter, and the entire city looks grey. The city's main roads currently have only one-lane lanes, half of the roads are bicycles, and occasionally a bus with a cable is passing lazily. The residential buildings on the 3rd and 4th floors of the roadside are still brand new and bright. It is estimated that they were built in the past two years. The city is also a well-known heavy industry city in the Midwest. In addition to bearing factories, factories and mines such as towing plants, steel mills, and copper processing plants are also crowded around the urban area. In the early 1990s, large state-owned enterprises had not fallen yet. This city There was also a burst of energy and grand pride.
 But to Chen Yuanming, the city is strange. In another part of his life, after graduating from junior high school, his grades were not satisfactory. In the end, he did not go to high school and chose to study in the factory. After two and a half years of work and study, he entered the factory directly through the relationship. Catching up with the reform of the market economy system, the benefits of the factory have been declining in the following years. After working less than a year, he resigned resolutely and went on the road of Beibuo. After that, he moved to Beiguang, moved bricks, drove cars, and sold them in Zhongguancun. After the computer, the stock market began to study stocks during the ups and downs in 2003 and 2004. To this end, I also took a night school. I entered the market around the 1000-point bottom in 2005 and tossed for two years before breaking out of some famous halls.
 In his life, the first half was depressing depression, and the second half was exuberant, leaving no time to carefully observe the changes happening next to him. Now observing the city from a completely unfamiliar perspective, he finds that his impression of his hometown is so poor that only the unforgettable snacks are left in his adolescence. With a sigh, Chen Yuanming turned around and left the city government compound, which had not been relocated at the door, and walked to the Guangzhou market just a few stops away.
 In 1991, the city just ushered in the first wave of development. A commercial street was built not far from the People's Park, and it was also named "Guangzhou Market". It is just that the current Guangzhou market does not have the supporting facilities for later generations, the Youth Culture Palace has not been built, and Xinhua Bookstore and Snack Street are not visible. Only a three-story reinforced concrete building stands in the middle of a clearing. Since the disappearance of TV tickets and cloth tickets in the late 1980s, the mall has gradually become popular.
 Entering the foyer of the department store, Chen Yuanming looked at the scene in front of him. The building structure at that time was still far from the later generations. The first floor was not a cosmetics and jewelry counter, but various daily necessities. It was rigidly displayed on the shelves. The salesmen standing behind the counter still maintained the arrogance of the era of supply and marketing cooperatives, but glanced at the poor young man, and then turned their faces and continued to chat with others.
 Chen Yuanming ignored them, and looked carefully along the shelves. The front row is the most popular counter for school supplies. School bags, pencil boxes, cartoon-shaped rubber and books are very unattractive, but the students in the class can be described as one hand. Further back is a watch counter, a row of wall clocks hanging on the wall, each one is bright and shiny, although you can see at a glance that the shell is made of plastic. On the counter are watches, half of which are all kinds of electronic watches, and the other half are firmly locked in the cabinet, looking like quartz watches.
 Chen Yuanming looked at them one by one. The price of electronic watches is generally 50-100 yuan, and some are marked with waterproof and the buttons are sold directly for 150. Although the most popular season of electronic watches has passed, this kind of stuff is still the favorite of teenagers. When he was fighting with the **** in the front row a few days ago, one of them still carried the most expensive style. Quartz watches are another look. Cheap ones cost more than 200 pieces. There are also a few expensive ones, which are sold for more than 1,000, with the labels of Double Lion and Citizen.
 "What to see ?! Can you afford it?"
 After only standing for a few minutes, the salesperson behind the counter was impatient immediately, and yelled at Chen Yuanming, didn't a poor boy poking in front of the counter affect business?
 Chen Yuanming ignored her, still carefully looked at the entire row of shelves, then turned to walk to other counters, the signs commonly found in the mall in the future are basically missing. Compared with the salary of around 100 yuan at that time, the price of each item was too high, but it did not fall into the name of "department store".
 After walking around, Chen Yuanming had a vague idea in his heart. If he remembered it correctly, from the 1980s to the 1990s, it was the most glorious era for the individual and private. If we can find a suitable purchase channel ...
 "Doudou?"
 There was a voice suddenly beside him, and Chen Yuanming turned his head, only to see a boy standing behind, not much different from him, but more than half of his head. Wearing a dark coat and woolen scarf is bright green, but the color and color match is quite good, which also makes his tiger head and tiger brain cute. The child's eyes were wide, and the eyelashes were as long and dense as the pony. He had a large bunch of woolen yarn in his hand and looked at himself in surprise.
 "How are you here? Buy something for your family?"
 Who is this Feeling a bit familiar, but completely unable to remember the other person's name, Chen Yuanming stood awkwardly in place and returned to him with a half smile. Realizing that the other party didn't recognize himself, the boy swooped up and shook his shoulders for a while.
 "Good boy! Have you forgotten your second brother after only two years ?!"
 Ah, with this sentence, Chen Yuanming suddenly lighted up in his head, "Sun Lang?"
 "Crap! Who am I not ?!"
 Chen Yuanming really remembered this time. The boy was one of his original neighbors. He also lived in the staff quarters with his family 3 years ago. Later, his parents were drawn to the newly built family area by lottery. There are two children in the Sun family. Sun Lang is the second child, half a year older than him. When he was young, he always called for his second brother and second brother. He was a buddy who grew up wearing a pair of pants. It was only because of the different communication circles that he gradually lost contact.
 "What's wrong with your head? Fighting with someone? Brother will help you get revenge!"
 A rough hand rubbed the gauze on the forehead, the painful Chen Yuanming fangs, and patted it backhand. "Inadvertently."
 "Hey ~~" Sun Lang didn't ask, and he happily dragged people to the door, "Walk, and go home to eat with my brother."
 "Wait, I still ..."
 "Wait? Buy something?"
 "No, I just walked around ..."
 "Hey ~~ The store won't run, it's noon, come home and eat with me!"
 auzw.com After being dragged out by a couple of steps, Chen Yuanming smiled bitterly, stopped insisting, and followed Sun Lang out. Twenty-eight flying pigeons were pulled out of the car at the door, and Sun Lang piled the wool into the basket in front of him, rushing to Chen Yuanming, "Come on, starve me ~"
 Shaking his head, Chen Yuanming jumped into the back seat of the car.
 "Hurry up, brother is almost riding a bike!"
 This sentence is not mixed with water at all. It wears like a ball in the winter. This product can also push the car fast. The new family building belongs to the newly developed lot. There is no cement road at all, and Chen Yuanming runs all the way. Almost did not fly down from the car, can only hold the opponent's waist firmly to maintain balance.
 It only took ten minutes on the way to his house, and the two chatted along the way. The strangeness gradually faded away. Chen Yuanming seemed to finally find his own coordinates of this era, and even his expression relaxed. Parked the car in the shed of the community, Chen Yuanming watched Sun Lang put a lot of wool in his hand, can not help but a little curious.
 "Knitting sweaters now?" The threads didn't look too thick, most of them were bright colors, but they were knitted at the end of January.
 "Where ~~" Sun Lang smiled and waved the carrying bag in his hand. "My mother picked up the work, and the mall gave wool. She knitted it according to the seasonal style, one for thirty-five! There can be three in two months!" , Just in time to catch up with the spring sale, several units of her unit are doing it together. "
 It turned out to be processing ... Needless to say, Chen Yuanming fully understands that some of the high-end knitted sweaters in the shopping malls are directly distributed to private individuals, which is a lot cheaper than uniform factory foundries, and the style is better. At that time, many idle female workers had a job in this area, but his mother was awkward, and she was doing the tiring work of loading and unloading, so there was no time to make extra money.
 "But I'm miserable. Every day when I'm a wool rack, you see the cocoons are almost worn out in this circle ..." Sun Lang complained to Chen Yuanming with his hands raised, but his face was flaunted. Smile.
 "Is the child labor unpaid?" Chen Yuanming couldn't help joking.
 "Five pocket money! New year's money takes care of yourself!" This time it was really showing off.
 Talking about laughing and smiling came to the third floor. The new family building has a unified six-story structure. The location of the third floor is quite good. There are ten households in a row, all of which are one-bedroom and one-lobby structures, and the bathroom and kitchen are in the house. This 3, 40 square-meter apartment was already a very high-end building structure at that time, and when they moved away, they were very envious of their neighbors.
 Knocking on the door, a woman who was a little older, but bright-eyed, appeared in front of Chen Yuanming with a taste of Jiangnan lady. Sun Lang's mother, Liu Yunzu, had been a talented student. In the early years, she was still a private servant. It was also regarded as a family of poems, but in those years, the family was really declining, the composition was not very good, and she was finally married. To the children of the factory workers. However, Sun Lang's father, Sun Jun, was also struggling. After reaching the management of the branch, Liu Yun was transferred to the finance department as an accountant.
 "Doudou!" Liu Yun screamed in surprise when he saw the boy outside the door, and pulled the person directly into the room. "Where did you meet ?! Oh, I haven't seen you for a long time, I really grew up! I heard you're on The key class of the No. 3 Middle School? The grades are good! Is the family OK? "
 A series of toots have been blurted out, but the caring meaning cannot be discerned. Chen Yuanming smiled patiently and responded until he was robbed by Sun Lang and returned.
 "Who the **** is your son? Is the meal ready? Hurry up!"
 "Annoying!" Liu Yun grabbed his son's handbag, and Liu Yun chin. "Wash your hands quickly, I'll add double chopsticks! The house is a bit messy, Doudou.
 This room is a bit messy, and a pile of woolen **** are laid on the cabinets at the corner, and many of them have only a few loose circles, which is obviously the remaining ball of knitting sweater. However, after all, it is a room and a living room. The layout of the home is quite warm and comfortable, which is much more decent than the small staff dormitory.
 Looking at Sun Lang, who was poor with his mother, and the new house with a clear window, Chen Yuanming had a hint of solitude in his heart. How long has his family not had such intimacy? Ever since grandma was seriously ill? Or has it been since the family's foreign debts began to pile up? This is not the age of real polarization between the rich and the poor, but poverty can deprive too much and make it impossible for people to retrieve it ...
 After washing their hands and sitting at the table with the two, Liu Yun had a bowl full of hand-rolled noodles. The toppings were shredded cabbage and some dried tofu. "Your uncle is working overtime today. Your sister shifts back to day shift from shift three, and there are two at home. She is worried about rolling too much."
 Looking at the sharply piled vegetables in the bowl and the obvious noodle soup in Sun Lang's bowl, Chen Yuanming only felt hot, hesitated for a moment, but only squeezed out the phrase "thanks aunt".
 "You're welcome." Sun Lang had already eaten, snoring with a full mouth, and extended his paw to the pepper jar, dug a large spoon and threw it into his face.
 "Is the starving ghost reborn?" He snapped at his son, and Liu Yun pushed the vinegar bottle and the pepper jar forward. "Peas are rushed to eat, the cold noodles are fast, why do n’t you put them on your own ~"
 "Um." It's been so long since I saw it, and Chen Yuanming is no longer polite. The rolling noodles are quite strong, and they can't describe how delicious they are.
 Liu Yun also started eating, and occasionally asked Chen Yuanming a few questions. At the beginning, she had a very good relationship with Wang Juan in the staff dormitory. However, she had been working as an accountant in the factory, and the contact became weak after leaving the dormitory. Seeing my deceased's son again, it's true that he was unhappy.
 A meal ate quickly, and Sun Lang was already full of food there, and Chen Yuanming took the bowl and drank the final noodle soup. Liu Yun suddenly made a soft noise, "Doudou, your hand has frostbite?"
 Chen Yuanming froze, put down the bowl, and looked at the back of his hand. "Well, it's been two years, and I will commit it in winter."
 "It's too cold. It will be better for your mom to buy some **** and rub it. You also need to wear gloves when you go out. Your boys always don't know what to pay attention to. It's so uncomfortable to go cold!"
 Listening to Liu Yun's serious call, Chen Yuanming's fingers stopped, he suddenly thought of something, and the one in front of him might be the best practitioner. Putting down the tableware, he looked seriously at the woman in front of him.
 "Auntie, have you thought about selling something yourself? Knitwear and the like ..."
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 He Yishu, the god of learning, transmigrated to the interstellar era where rune card masters and mecha warriors were respected. Everyone thought he was a loser because of his weak mental power and physique. Until one day, he inadvertently saw the famous work of a senior rune card master. 
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 For hundreds of years, a protagonist has always been barking at him and attempting to harm him, but just couldn’t kill him.
 When he spent his days bedridden like a dying man, his life was no better than that of the dead.
 People respected him, feared him, secretly cursed at him, but he just wouldn’t die!
 But he, the ultimate BOSS, has become an insignificant cannon fodder only to be manipulated and destroyed?
 That’ll never happen.
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 Finally, Lu Qingjiu finally realised that this old home wasn’t quite right… Especially a certain person by his side who constantly stared at him day in and day out.
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 Bai Yuehu pointed at the stir-fry.
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 The son had nothing to wear. 
 The son had nothing to eat. 
 The son had no toys to play with. 
 The son still didn’t have a “daddy.”
 How would the son live without him? Xu Zhao decided that he would raise the son.
 One sentence summary: Reborn in the eighties to take the baby to enjoy in the pinnacle of life.
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 “You mean that Prince Yu wants to marry me?”
 “Exactly, young master, Prince Yu wants to marry you!”
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 “No, Prince Yu is charming, majestic, endowed with civil and martial virtues, and also in perfect health.”
 “Then why would he marry me?”
 “Maybe because of your reputation out there.”
 “Reputation? Am I quite famous?”
 “Of course. Young master, you’re far-famed.”
 “Really? What did they say about me?”
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 One year later, the watermelon presented to the Emperor as the tribute from Liangcheng in the west was sweet and crispy. There was no one in the palace who did not love it. 
 Two years later, Liangcheng presented corn as a tribute to the Emperor. The yield was high, and the taste was good. No one in the country could resist liking it. 
 Three years later, Liangcheng defeated the barbarians and presented their prisoners in front of the imperial court. The people of Yan were excited and their morale was greatly boosted. 
 Four years later… Everyone said that the fourteenth prince Mingyu was a fool, while the little fatty Yu, who transmigrated with the golden finger, chuckled. Let’s see how you guys look at this fool build his own territory, then. 
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 Xu ChengYan had been together with the eldest young master of the He family for five years, always on call and he yielded to everything.
 Even though He Yang always treated him with a cold face, Xu ChengYan was willing, thinking that as long as he was the most special one to He Yang, one day he would be able to melt this iceberg.
 Until one day, He Yang’s white moonlight returned to China.
 Xu ChengYan saw with his own eyes that the man who was always cold and indifferent in front of him was extremely gentle in front of the white moonlight.
 It was also at this time that Xu ChengYan realized that he was just a substitute. Icebergs will melt, but the person who melted this iceberg was not him.
 The exhausted Xu ChengYan finally woke up. He chose to let go, packed his luggage and left by himself.
 And when He Yang came back and saw the empty apartment, he just smiled and made a bet with the group of good-for-nothing friends: within five days, Xu ChengYan will come back.
 On the first day, Xu ChengYan did not come back. The next day, Xu ChengYan still didn’t come back.
 On the fifth day, Xu ChengYan finally returned. It was just that what was waiting for He Yang was Xu ChengYan’s icy cold corpse, which could no longer be recovered.
 Three years later, He Yang was still the aloof and indifferent eldest young master of the He family.
 At a banquet, He Yang suddenly saw a familiar figure. He Yang lost his self-control, rushed forward like a madman, and stood in front of the black-haired young man.
 “Yanyan.”
 The eldest young master of the He family, who had always been indifferent, was holding the young man’s hand tightly at this time, his eyes were slightly red.
 “Go back with me, okay?”
 The dazzling black-haired youth just smiled and moved the man’s hand away.
 “Sorry Sir, you have mistaken the wrong person.”
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 Jinshan believes: There is no money in this world that cannot be solved. If there is, it means that there is not enough money. So after his death, he became a money counterattack system.
 The big winner of Ying Sheng believes: There is no thing in this world that can’t be solved with a fist. If there is, it means that the fist is not hard enough. So he became a combat counterattack system after his death.
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 The man started kissing his way down his lover’s neck.
 Xiao Shou: Don’t go below the neck! It will get locked!
 The man stopped one inch below the neck.
 Xiao Gong felt a little relieved. It seemed that one inch below the neck was allowed.
 But Xiao Gong’s lips were stopped and went back to the original place.
 No, it got locked.
 Because of the rule that prohibited “any love scene that goes below the neck,” Ye Ming’s story was locked. Just when he was feeling quite depressed about it, his own manuscript that he was still writing suddenly rose up against him.
 What the? The second male lead complained that the “action” was too slow and refused to play his role anymore? In a rage, Ye Ming decided to transmigrate into his own novel when he was given the choice.
 He transmigrated into the home of the villain BOSS’s main henchman before the henchman turned evil. Ah, this henchman was so handsome! Feeling guilty at writing such a miserable story for this person who lacked warmth from his childhood, Ye Ming wanted to shower him with fatherly love.
 The problem was, this cultivation novel that he had written suddenly turned into a BL novel, but the rule that prohibited “any love scene that goes below the neck” was still in force!
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 Lu Yanzhou’s best friend Xie Chengze’s soul was broken into fragments and fell into those small worlds. In order to save Xie Chengze, Lan Yanzhou embarked on the journey to collect Xie Chengze’s soul fragments.
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 Xie Chengze said he cultivated the ruthless dao. He was cold hearted and emotionless but he has always regarded him as a brother. He took advantage of when the other party lost his memories to fall in love with him…
 The end of the first world, Lu Yanzhou, who was in love with Xie Chengze, was struggling: “When Xie Chengze recovers his memories, will he beat me up?”
 After the end of the second world, Lu Yanzhou, who had another romantic relationship with Xie Chengze, made up his mind: “There’s absolutely no next time! Xie Chengze probably won’t break off all relationships with me?”
 The end of the third world, Lu Yanzhou was apprehensive: “I’m here to save him..”
 The Nth world ended, Lu Yanzhou broke the jar and threw it: “Wait until Xie Chengze recovers, I’ll go after him. There might be a 1% success rate, right?
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