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 High school is coming to an end. It is very rare for a transfer student to come over now.
 The students were curious about the transfer students.
 The boy with black-rimmed glasses pushed Tuninger's arm and whispered to him: "Our school is still difficult to enter. Ninger, you are a local. Have you heard of our school's transfer students?"
 Everyone seemed to Ning Er.
 The slender fountain pen is still rotating at the fingertips, and Ning Er sits upright slightly, thinking about it for a while, shaking his head: "I haven't heard it. What's that man's name?"
 Everyone shook their heads together.
 Yanzhong is the best high school in the Yancheng area, and it scores dozens of Qingbei students every year. There are very few transfer students in Yanzhong, especially at the end of high school and the beginning of high school, when a transfer student suddenly pops up, anyone will find it very novel.
 The girl in the front row brought a box of nougat made by her and divided it into two pieces. He put two pieces of sugar in his pocket. At this time, the topic of the student had changed from the transfer student to the final exam next month.
 Ning Er's mood has improved a lot, and the things in his dream have almost been forgotten. He joined the topic with a smile.
 After chatting for a while, we went to class. Everyone belongs to everyone. Secretly poked his hand at the table with a pen cap, Ning Er turned to look at the other side, and asked in a silent voice: What happened?
 Jiang Chen squeezed his eyes at him, took out a post-it note, wrote a few lines, and passed it.
 [I heard that the transfer student came from the middle of the sea in Haicheng.
 This class is a geography class. Most of the students present will not choose geography as a sub-subject when they reach the second grade. Ning Er's geography scores are good. The teacher glanced at him. He took out his pen and replied under the post-it note: [What did he do to our Yanzhong? 】
 Jiang Chen picked up the post-it note and wrote for a long time, and Ning Er took it for a look.
 【I do not know】
 Although Yanzhong's performance is good, it is still a little bit behind Haizhong. Not only are the scores good, but also the tuition fees are high, and the optics fees for a semester are hundreds of thousands, which ordinary people cannot afford. Nine out of ten students in the sea do not participate in the college entrance examination. After graduating from the third year of high school, they go abroad to study and return with gold.
 Of the people Ning Er knew from an early age, only that person was likely to enter the sea.
 Such a good school and conditions, why go to their Yan, come to the little Yancheng?
 Ning Er was puzzled.
 Just stop thinking, it's just a stranger anyway.
 After the second class, Ning Er went to the math teacher's office to move his homework. Mathematics assignments are always heavy and heavy. There are two math class representatives in each class, but just after class, Ning Er looked up to another distant class representative. The quiet girl was pale and lay on the table with her stomach over her stomach on.
 Seeing Ning'er look at her, she blushed and wanted to struggle.
 Ning Er suddenly understood something, shook her head at her. The girl smiled gratefully at him, and he pulled Jiang Chen out of the classroom.
 When passing by the sixth shift, Jiang Chen quietly stretched his neck and looked into the sixth shift window. Noisy inside, Ning Er casually glanced at nothing special.
 Leaving the sixth class, Jiang Chen was very disappointed: "I haven't seen the transfer student, is he away?"
 Ning Er thought for a moment: "The sixth class seems to be a swimming class, and the transfer students may not have returned from the swimming pool."
 Jiang Chen grunted.
 Out of the math teacher's office, the two held dozens of homework books each. The thick workbooks were piled up into small hills, with a length of 1.76 meters. Half of the workbooks actually blocked his upper body, covering his nose all the way, revealing only a pair of bright eyes.
 Jiang Chen is not much better. That is, two boys have come to carry books. This has to be replaced by two girls.
 They walked up the stairs, and Jiang Chen complained that the math teacher assigned too much homework all the way, so there was so much homework in high school. Fortunately, this teacher only taught them high school. If they wanted to change to high school, they had to pick a lamp and read at night.
 Somehow, Ning Er was distressed today. He always felt that there was something wrong, and when he answered Jiang Chen, he was a little perfunctory and didn't listen to his words at all.
 The two passed the classroom of Class 7 with math assignments and walked towards their Class 4 classroom.
 Just walking near the door of Class Six, suddenly a laughter sounded.
 "Bao Shaohan, you swim well. The teachers praise you for swimming fast and killing the team of the school team. How did you get so angry? You do n’t have to lift your head at 50 meters. You have been swimming in the water. shocked!"
 Ning Er stepped in a footstep, and a heavy mountain pressed towards him, pressing his heartbeat faster.
 I heard it wrong, it must be wrong. The names are similar. There are so many people like them in the world. How can it be ...
 "That's called Qianyou."
 The clear and nice male voice sounded from the sixth class classroom. The next moment, an upright and handsome boy stepped down and walked out of the door of the sixth class side by side with another. He had short black hair, probably because of the wet water droplets sticking to his hair just after taking swimming lessons, and the hair strands condensed into bundles, and the crystal water droplets flowed down the soft hair. It was dripping into his collarbone, and he wiped it off with a white towel at random, wearing a black and white sportswear that didn't know the brand, and he was young and handsome.
 As he walked, he said to his companions, "This one can only be played in private. In the last century, there was an athlete in our country who was very good at this. He took the number one swim every 50 meters and kept breaking records. .Later, the International Swimming Association banned this action and was not allowed to swim from beginning to end when swimming. "
 "So irritating? Why only aim at us!"
 Shao Bohan raised a beautiful eyebrow on one side, and his narrow and dark eyes flickered with disdain: "The technique is not as good as people, only cheating."
 Ning Er held the heavy workbook and stood still. His eyes widened little by little, seeing the person getting closer and closer, and then walking slightly sideways from his side, just raised his eyes to glance at him casually, and then continued to move forward .
 The heart jumped as fast as I could to pass my shoulder, as if to jump out of my throat.
 However, he walked over without saying a word to him.
 Did not recognize him at all.
 Suddenly feeling very grieved and unproductive, Ning Er strode forward, Jiang Chen shouted at the back: "You slow down, slow down! Ning Er, wait for me, what do you do so fast!"
 Ning Er could not hear him at all, and quickly entered the classroom door of Class Four.
 Hearing the words "Ning Er", Shao Bohan's footsteps stopped abruptly, and he turned quickly, only to see the scene where Ning Er's figure disappeared in the fourth class classroom.
 The boy next to him asked: "Shao Bohan?"
 Shao Bohan stared in that direction for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Who is that person?"
 "Who is it? Which one do you say?"
 "That's pretty eyes, that guy."
 The boy laughed with a smile: "You said Ning Er in class four? He is the representative of class four math class. He looks clean, our school's famous school grass. Many girls like him. Before you come, our class At least half of the girls are secretly in love with him. Now it ’s okay, the fat and water do n’t flow outsiders ’fields, how can the girls in our class be taken over by their four classes, I think you look handsomer than him. Hey, Shao Bohan, what is your face famous?"
 "Nonsense! You blush!" Shao Bohan turned and left.
 The boy touched his head and hurried to catch up, whispering: "It's obviously red ..."
 Back in the classroom, Ninger distributes the workbook blankly. After doing all this, I went to class again.
 He sat by the window, turning the pen quickly, but always turned the pen off the table when he was absent. After a few flips, the teacher glanced at him a few times. Ning Er simply put the pen back into the pen case and lay prone on the table, feeling sad and angry.
 It was in a cool autumn. He still remembers that those two days were the school autumn games. The teacher asked them to bring delicious food to school. Because there was no class on that day, everyone could sit in the stands of the playground and eat. Look at sports.
 Shao Bohan ’s mother has never appeared. Grandma Shao was not very healthy during that time. On the first day of the sports meeting, Shao Bohan only brought a bento made by a high-end hotel. The dishes were very rich. At a glance, I know that ordinary people ca n’t burn them. It is the chef of a five-star hotel. All the students said enviously that Shao Bohan was very powerful, but Shao Bohan did not eat a bite, and said to those students, "You like what you eat well, I am not hungry."
 Where do elementary school students care about other people, Shao Bohan said so, they ate all the lunch.
 Ning Er sat beside him and heard his stomach groaning.
 He thought for a long time, and pushed his dilapidated small lunch box over: "Shao ... Shao Bohan, would you like to eat me, my mother made it last night."
 After waiting for a long time, I didn't wait for Shao Bohan's answer. Ning Er was sad to get the lunch box back. Who knew that Shao Bohan suddenly took the lunch box, turned his head, and looked at him with those good and cold eyes: My chopsticks. "
 Mother Ning's cooking skills were actually average, but Shao Bohan ate very happily that day. He himself felt that he could not swallow, but Shao Bohan ate the contents of the box lunch, and said deliberately, "That's it. Um ... OK."
 So he went home that night and pleaded with his mother for a long time before he made two lunches for him.
 The next day he happily knocked on the door of Shao Bohan's house with two boxes of lunch. After a long knock, Grandma Shao came to open the door for him. He obediently called Shao Bohan to go to school together, but Grandma Shao looked at him in surprise: "Little Han went back to Haicheng."
 Just leave, what are you doing back!
 Ning Er buried his head in his arm, lay on the table, and fell asleep slowly.
 Suddenly someone pushes his arm, and a buzzing sound comes from his ear: "Ning Er, Ning Er, someone is looking for you outside."
 Ning ear faintly looked up, Jiang Chen pointed out the door. As soon as he woke up, he couldn't see anything at all, and he got up subconsciously and walked out of the classroom.
 The cool breeze blowing outside the classroom, Ning Er suddenly sobered, and saw the people in front of him.
 Shao Bohan is at least 1.85 meters. He is still wearing that black and white sportswear, with long limbs, long arms in his pockets, and his hair pinched behind his ears. He twisted his head and couldn't see it. Look at Ning Er.
 The next moment of consciousness, Ning Er blushed and blushed.
 Shao Bohan's gaze shifted to one side. After a long time, he looked at Ning Er again, but only looked at him, and quickly turned his eyes like an electric shock.
 "I ... I'm Shao Bohan."
 Ning Er now buzzed in his ears and couldn't hear him at all, but only made a reflective "um".
 Shao Bohan's gaze was scattered around, and the fingers in his pocket were already wrinkled together. He waited for a long time before Ning Er answered, and looked down. Good guy, this little pot friend looks calm (actually stupid), looks at the ground in a very indifferent manner, and even Yu Guang is too lazy to give him one.
 Shao Bohan's eyes narrowed, his lips narrowed, and he said lightly, "I said I was Shao Bohan."
 "Ok."
 Shao Bohan: "..."
 This is too calm!
 After a while, Shao Bohan raised his lips and smiled, "Ning Er, how about leaving together at night after school?"
 The author has something to say: Ning Er: Well. [Silly]
 Shao Bohan: ... [Hi, mad! None welcome me! Never give me a hug! It's so calm! !! !! 】
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 I grew up liking a Great God. He was cruel to me, always ignoring me and forbidding me from saying bad things about him. But he said… that he would always be here, always with me.
 And then he disappeared.
 But I still like the Great God.
 Great God: What a coincidence, I like you too.
 Eight years ago, he left without saying goodbye. 
 Eight years later, they met again.
 This is a story about the Little Prince who met the Great God.
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 From the beginning of his debut, Song Yiran and Qin Ke became bitter enemies. They could not see each other properly and had been fighting for years. Until one day, Song Yiran had a dream.
 He dreamed that he was originally a cannon fodder of a novel, and that, no matter how hard he tried, he was bound to be a miserable cannon fodder to set off Qin Ke, the hero.
 But fortunately, when he woke up, he was reborn again.
 Looking back in the past, Song Yunran looked at his family’s luxury mansion, counted his assets and suddenly realized—
 What entertainment circle?
 He wants to inherit the family property, be a domineering president who calls for wind and rain, and then take his money to humiliate Qin Ke. He must let Qin Ke kneel down and call him Lord Gold Daddy!
 Ever since then,
 When Qin Ke accepted a new play, Song Yunran hurried to invest: “Do you like this play? Call me Daddy.”　Qin Ke gave him a cold look and turned away.
 When Qin Ke signed the endorsement of the Song family product, Song Yunran personally went to the spot of the advertisement shooting: “Do you like the endorsement? Call me Daddy.” Qin Ke stared at him meaningfully, without speaking.
 When Qin Ke needs to go to Variety show with people, Song Yunran takes the initiative: “Want to find a partner? Call me Daddy.” Qin Ke gave a deep thought and chuckled.
 Everything went very well, but one day……
 Song Yunran watched as Qin Ke lower his head and whisper in his ear;”You want me to let you go?Come on, call me Daddy, I want to hear it.”
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 Su Xiaoxin, a comic book author didn’t make a penny out of it. But it all changed when she moved to this eight-story, old residential building. Her readers with the manuscript fees took a sudden leap.
 The readers praised her vivid imagination…
 But in fact, there was no imagination in her comics…
 She drew her real life!
 Vampires, zombies, corpses and elves are not from her imagination, but sitting face to face with her, they ate a hot pot!
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 I am a female secretary of an overbearing president in a typical dog blood drama text.
 The kind of person who doesn’t have a name at the end of the day, and could only be called “secretary”, one who wears a tight fitting black dress and a pair of 10cm high heels every day, running around in front of the president, humbly praying for the president’s attention, and hating the heroine.
 In fact, I really don’t. If I like the president, I’ll be struck by lightning.
 I’m getting more and more sick of the president lately. Except for the outstanding appearance that the author forced on him, this person is really useless from head to toe, low in EQ, and low in IQ.
 A legendary business genius who is all-powerful, but he doesn’t even understand anything, chickens know more than him.
 I had to reject all of his unreasonable demands every day, and on the way, teach him relevant knowledge of economic law and finance, and gradually…he became a master.
 I’m so tired, I really want to quit my job.
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 Chief tactician Lin Yan entered an e-sports novel. At this time, there was still a whole year to go before the original plot started.
 The big devil who would frighten people in the future was still a thin-skinned little anchor; the disaster who once disturbed the e-sports circle was playing as an accompanying player; the best healer was sitting on the cold bench of a third-rate team; the strongest king at shooting his mouth off offended the media and his black materials were flying all over the place…
 They would shine as the plot progressed but unfortunately, their teams weren’t strong enough. In the end, they couldn’t escape the fate of a cannon fodder.
 Lin Yan couldn’t bear to see these talents being wasted. The e-sports professional reality show started and he spent money to set up the GH Club, moving from east to west to select his team.
 The variety fans: ??? Is this ‘Go Home’ team picking up the junk?
 This lasted until all the opponents were coughing up blood at GH’s tactics and could only watch GH get a ticket to the professional league.
 The entire e-sports circle knew that apart from their captain Jing Yuanzhou, the entire GH team was a group of barely qualified variety show players not worth paying attention to. As a result, this toxic team swept through the field and reached the top in their first year of the league.
 When the media interviewed GH: Captain Jing, why did you agree to Coach Lin and joined GH?
 Jing Yuanzhou: He pestered me every day saying ‘I want you’. It was really difficult to turn down such great kindness.
 Lin Yan: “???”
 Check the salary deduction warning.
 The entire Internet went crazy: Parental love is real!!!
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 There are three treasures in the imperial city: Me, my husband and my mother-in-law. 
 Su Guifei¹ was favoured and envied by countless Imperial consorts in the harem. Chen Wang² grew up with His Majesty showing favouritism to him. However, anyone, who was more or less educated, would sigh with regret and say that this pair of mother and son were sure to come to a bad end in the future. 
 Ming JiuZhu, who was about to marry Chen Wang: Really? I don’t believe it. 
 Chen Wang in JiuZhu’s eyes: a beautiful and kindhearted little fairy boy vs. Chen Wang in the eyes of others: His Majesty’s and his favoured consort’s hedonistic son. 
 JiuZhu often wondered why people always gazed at her and Chen Wang with a ‘you are doomed one way or another’ look. Could this be the ugly side of jealousy? 
 Aiyah, the hearts of these people are so dirty. 
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 ¹ Guifei – Noble Consort 
 ² Wang – Title given to adult sons of the Emperor. 
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 Yuan Xi had a dream about a sexual encounter, only to discover after a night of pleasure that it had all been real. After being shocked silly for a long time, he ran away.
 Who would have thought that a big grown man like him would become pregnant and have a son?
 The question was, who is the child’s father? It had been too dark for Lao Tzu to see clearly!
 Also, what was this daily life system that has been attached to him?
 Farming Skill 
 Ranching Skill 
 Harvesting Skill 
 Cooking Skill 
 Building Skill 
 Skinning Skill 
 Sewing Skill 
 Smithing Skill
 … There was a never-ending row of categories.
 老子 Lao Tzu: A way of referring to oneself, usually in angry or joking situations.
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 During the winter vacation, Ji Pianpian, whose future has already been decided, played a popular online game, and met the hateful man who “killed” her thousands of times.
 Ji Pianpian: “You have guts to kill me again!”
 Shen Du stabbed her in the chest with a sword, mercilessly.
 Later, the god, who chased his wife at the crematorium, apologized: “Don’t be angry, I was blind at the beginning.”
 Ji Pianpian vows to be shameless and kill him thousands of times: “Lie flat and wait.”
 Du-shen: “Okay, baby.”
 After a while, Ji Pianpian received a video request——
 The man leaned against the head of the bed, his black shirt was fully unbuttoned, his tie loosened to his collarbone. Then the hem of his clothes stretched along his strong chest to his abdominal muscles, while the belt locks his pants and his mermaid line is sexy and ambiguous.
 In the video, Shen Du’s brows and eyes are lazy, and his accent is seductive: “I’m lying flat, waiting for you.”
 Ji Pianpian covered her eyes, her voice trembling: “…who, who made you lie on the bed!”
 Later, when he learned that his little girlfriend had just turned eighteen, Shen Du’s black eyelashes drooped: “You are still young, when you grow up you should resent me as an old man.”
 Ji Pianpian: “How old should I be?”
 Shen Du said slowly: “In another five years.”
 Ji Pianpian wanted to say something but stopped, holding out a sentence: “…It doesn’t have to be five years.”
 Shen Du: “?”
 Ji Pianpian: “You’re already eating tender grass, you old cow!”
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 She shouldn’t have got drunk, so she wouldn’t have court the troubles. 
 She slept with a handsome man and would be sent to the police? 
 Oh, my sweet Jesus… 
 “So you just ran away like nothing happened after you slept with me?” 
 “Old jerk! Even if I had the initiative, it was you who took advantage of me!” 
 As a saying goes, the more spoiled a president gets, the more likely he becomes a scumbag. 
 An adorable ‘wildcat’ vs. a scheming frenemy. 
 This was a love rivalry between a modern Cinderella and a Big Boss. 
 As time flew, the world was like a fleeting show. 
 When they met again after several years of separation, he held her hand tightly and swore that he would never give her any chance to leave him again! 
 Finally, he asked her to marry him and pampered his cute wifey with his endless love.
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 On the first day of his Awakening, Naruto took the first kiss of Hinata. 
 In this regard, Naruto thinks: “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it. I thought it was a dream…” 
 Naruto: “What? Tomorrow is a graduation exam?” 
 “Well… Mizuki wants me to steal the forbidden scroll.” 
 ” Wait, I am going to buy a video camera… No camera? Then I am going to buy a copy scroll, no money? 
 Hehe… I can see if I can borrow money from Hinata…”
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 We’ve had systems that help the MCs make pills, steal skills from legendary masters, and even be forced to show off to earn points, but what about a system that allows one to run a virtual reality internet cafe, featuring all the classic games? 
 Our MC awakens in a new world and finds himself with a mysterious system that allows him to run a fully self-sufficient virtual reality internet cafe! What? Opening an internet cafe in a cultivator world? You can now surf the internet, watch dramas, and play video games?! 
 One Emperor Warrior cried after visiting MC’s shop, “Damn, Blizzard completes my life!” 
 Another Yuan River Realm cultivator gasped after drinking Sprite, “What is this sorcery?” 
 What else did the MC bring to the cultivator world? Come join us on this adventure as Fang Qi faces off against cultivation sects and major forces with his collection of modern treasures.
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 A mysterious black card issues a different amount of money each week and Shi Lei must spend it all within a week’s time. Otherwise, he will be welcomed by the black card’s punishments.
 “Spending money is really tiring.” —- Shi Lei said.
 “I will set a small goal first, such as spend a hundred million……” —- Shi Lei said in self-satisfaction.
 “The one thing I regret the most in life is having infinite money to burn without a choice.” —- Shi Lei finally said.
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 Lin ShuYi was sentenced to death by the traitorous Emperor for a treasonous crime he didn’t commit. Before drinking the poisonous wine on the execution ground, he stared up at the snow falling from the sky and said to himself, “This is for the best, I will be a cook in my next life! I miss roast chicken…”
 Then he woke up inside a body of a teenager in an era completely different from his past life. After that, he meets a nice old man who owns a small restaurant. Completely lost in this new modern world, he found that the only thing that would never change, no matter where one lived, was cooking.
 Thus he picked up the promise he made to himself, to be a chef in this life.
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