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 The last session of the afternoon was a class meeting with the theme of patriotism.
 The head teacher drooled on the podium, scolded Fang Qiu, and finally concluded with "The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of every man. We should inherit the aspirations of our predecessors and establish a new style of the times." All relieved.
 Bi Ming sat upright and looked at the teacher on the podium with bright eyes, and his little hands clapped.
 The teenager who usually sleeps on the desk as soon as he is in class is propping up his elbows, looking sideways at the little girl's plain white hands, and his palms are so red that he can't help frowning.
 "Fool."
 The sound was not loud, but when Bi Ming heard it next to him, he turned his head to look at him absent-mindedly propped up on the table, and couldn't help but give him a disapproving look.
 Pei Jingshuo narrowed his eyes and sneered.
 Still a grumpy little fool.
 The eyebrows of the two of them tugged at each other for a while, and the head teacher's voice broke the delicate atmosphere—
 "Now our theme class of 'promoting patriotism and striving to be a promising youth' has officially started! First of all, the first link is poetry reading, let's welcome the first reciter to come on stage—"
 "Ruan Xiaoan!"
 The classroom suddenly burst into warm applause, mixed with a few strange screams.
 As a newcomer for the first time, Bi Ming seems to be soft and deceitful these two days, but in fact, he has stole the limelight. Not only was he appointed as the new class representative in the mathematics class because he solved the super-syllabus problem, but he also won the award that no one in the class dared to do. The "special favor" of the provocative boss.
 Didn't you see that they had just abandoned the childhood sweetheart who was chasing after him and sat next to this transfer student?
 The girl didn't seem to realize that she had become a topical figure in the class. After hearing the call of the head teacher, she stood up and walked directly to the podium.
 I saw that she was wearing a loose school uniform, her delicate and slender body was standing still in front of the podium, her eyes were looking down like a deer, like a magnet with its own gravitational force, instantly pulling everyone's attention.
 "It's an honor to stand here and share with you a patriotic poem that I love very much." Her back was straight, her snowy face showed a shallow blush, and her whole body exuded a dazzling light, "It's Ai Qing's "I Love This Land"."
 Yin Han smiled coldly, thinking that Bi Ming, a good student who was both famous and professional, was too fake, but someone must eat this set.
 She thought about it, then glanced sideways—
 Sure enough, Pei Jingshuo, who had never been able to keep up his spirits except fighting and clubbing, was now staring at the podium, or the people on the podium.
 "If I were a bird,
 I should also sing with a hoarse throat. "
 The moment she spoke, Bi Ming's voice instantly shocked the whole class, including the head teacher.
 How to describe it?
 It is usually such a soft and soft voice, but at this moment, it is as eloquent as the purest announcer. Every word is full of rich and moving emotions, making people feel the undercurrent of the still flowing waves.
 As a national award winner in the media department, a holder of the first grade in Mandarin, and an excellent intern in a TV station, Bi Ming's own pronunciation skills and recitation methods have indeed caused a dimensional blow to these high school kids.
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 "—and then I died,
 Even the feathers rot in the ground. "
 The girl paused here, her expression controlled very softly and mournfully, as if it was the bird who was deeply attached to this land.
 "Why do I always have tears in my eyes?
 Because I love this land so much..."
 The classroom was silent.
 After a few seconds, the applause roared, and this time everyone who applauded was from the heart, not to deal with the teacher.
 "Damn it!" Ran Le clapped his hands and looked back at Pei Jingshuo with emotion, "What kind of immortal reciting is this, buddy, your eyes are really good!"
 "It's definitely the level of participating in the competition," Ran Le's deskmate was a student bully, shaking his head at this time, "If Ruan Xiaoan was there last semester, our class would have won the championship of the school's red poetry recitation competition."
 The head teacher next to Bi Ming also kept applauding at this time, and his mouth was almost unable to close. You know, he taught the language.
 The head teacher's mind has already begun to plan what recitation competitions will be held this semester.
 Pei Jingshuo paid no attention to the chatter of his friend, only the shy and proud smile in Bi Ming's eyes.
 Standing on the podium and reciting poetry aloud, she looked very different from the quiet and soft voice she usually had.
 But he still couldn't take his eyes off.
 She was like a shining star, shining brightly in his eyes.
 On the handsome and deep face of the young man, there was a soft look that he had not noticed yet, like a sharp blade gathering its edge, leaving only a silent bluntness.
 Yin Han looked at him without blinking, his teeth rattled, but his eyes turned red little by little.
 She doesn't understand, how could this happen?
 After being reborn, does she want her to be a witness to Pei Jingshuo and this woman again?
 And why is Ruan Xiaoan different from the previous life?
 In her impression, Ruan Xiaoan was always quiet and cowardly, and she was silent when she was angry. How could she have such a high-profile style?
 Yin Han couldn't help but wonder if his rebirth had caused a butterfly storm.
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 The so-called high-grade green tea is often cultivated in both color and art, and it kills people without a sound.
 In Bi Ming's view, the effort to become a high-grade green tea is ten times or a hundred times more than ordinary people can't catch up with.
 Appearance is only the most basic, and it is difficult to insist on self-disciplined exercise and diet control for several years.
 Expensive and proper medical aesthetics are also needed to remove all the defects from all over the body.
 Then be well-read, and have enough knowledge that you won't be intimidated by the fact that you don't have anything in your belly when you're talking to anyone.
 Then there is the excellent education and resume, because the platform will decide the quality of the fish to be caught. The more excellent the fish, the higher the threshold of contact.
 There is also an essential high emotional intelligence, understanding of proportions, knowledge of advance and retreat, but the public likes to call it "scheming".
 As long as these ordinary people have one quality that can also lead to a smooth life, high-end green tea must have all of them.
 Bi Ming likes herself with these qualities, and she likes to see people who surrender to these qualities and let her play with them. Yes, there are not only stupid men with brains, but also jealous women. They always think that women who are better and more popular than themselves are "scheming green tea bitches", and Bi Ming is very disdainful of this—
 "Isn't it self-deception to stigmatize the excellence of others because you can't do it yourself?"
 When Yin Han consciously or unintentionally hinted to his friends and classmates that he was a "pretending little white flower" and a "green tea girl", Bi Ming would never stop this secret "war".
 She admires girls who are really gentle and kind, but also hates those jealous who are empty mouths.
 [When she started spreading rumors, I took her as a formal "declaration of war". ] Bi Ming rubbed the 2B pencil in her hand, her eyes fixed on the blackboard, but she was talking to her green tea system in her heart.
 [Host, please focus on the exam. ] Green Tea System Z01 is a little sympathetic to Yin Han who is doubting his life.
 Today is the back-to-school test.
 Because she was a transfer student, Bi Ming did not have the last semester's grades and was placed in the last exam room.
 As soon as she was seated, she saw a tall and slender boy with a bag coming in with long legs.
 The other's pair of dark phoenix eyes drooped lazily, and only slightly relaxed until they collided with hers.
 When she passed the first row, the young man turned his head slightly, with a small smile on his lips, "Yo, good students are also here."
 What responded to him were the innocent apricot eyes that the girl looked up at, clear and sharp, like a mirror in the sunlight, clearly reflecting his own figure.
 "I have a name, classmate Pei."
 The boy raised his eyebrows and immediately replied, "I also have a name, good student."
 "Hey, hey, why don't you two put on this big show," Ran Le from the same exam room raised his head behind Pei Jingshuo, patted his brother's shoulder with his arm, and smiled maliciously, "Shuo Shuo, you talk about mathematics How did the class representative fall into this exam room and become a scumbag like us?"
 "Shut up." Pei Jingshuo pushed away the teasing friend who had posted it in disgust, keeping his eyes fixed on Bi Ming, "Be careful later."
 "?" The girl looked at him puzzled.
 Ran Le glanced at her friend, bent down and explained to her: "This is your first time in this examination room. Brother Shuo is reminding you to be careful with the people around you. There are a lot of small movements, so be careful."
 "Okay," Bi Ming smiled at him, "Thank you, I see."
 A shallow pear vortex appeared on his fair and delicate little face, like a pear blossom in spring suddenly blooming.
 Ran Le was stunned for a moment, but before she could react, Pei Jingshuo lifted the collar directly—
 "Why are you talking so much nonsense? Go back to your place."
 "Hey, Shuo Shuo, what are you doing, crossing the river and demolishing the bridge..." Ran Le was dragged away, and couldn't help crying in his heart: Damn, this fellow Pei Jingshuo must be jealous, right?
 Unfamiliar emotions flashed in the boy's eyes, and his mind fluctuated.
 How could she smile like that at other people?
 What an idiot, no vigilance at all.
 Bi Ming clenched his pen, thinking about his haze-covered face just now, and Dan's lips twitched into a deeper smile.
 It's so fun, even without a word, this little boy is angry.
 Soon, the invigilator entered the classroom and distributed the test papers.
 As soon as the test bell rang, Bi Ming filled out the multiple-choice questions with a brush.
 The invigilator was attracted by the sound of pencils scribbling on paper, and could not help but look at her carefully, and then shook her head imperceptibly.
 These students in the last exam room really don't take their grades seriously. This kid looks well-behaved, but he didn't expect to be irresponsible to himself.
 At the same time, many candidates were already lying on the table looking around, thinking about doing something.
 Although the grades are not good, but when they are clever, they are all good people.
 Bi Ming felt that the back of his chair was kicked twice.
 She thought it was the other person's unintentional stretching of his leg, so she moved the chair forward a little.
 However, after a few seconds, the opponent's feet were already straight up, trying to kick her body from the gap.
 Bi Ming felt that her waist and buttocks were being pushed, and she couldn't help but look back, only to see a flat-headed and airy boy who made a five gesture to her.
 The invigilator was looking down at the test paper, unaware of this small movement.
 "Tell me the answer," the other party lip-mouthed her, and kicked the edge of her chair again in a demonstration.
 If it is a soft bun, I am afraid that I will be too scared to say a word.
 Bi Ming gave him a good smile, just when he thought it was a gesture of goodwill, he saw the little girl raised her hand—
 "teacher!"
 The invigilator's sharp eagle eyes glared over immediately.
 The flat-headed boy stared at this petite and slender-looking girl in disbelief. Someone in their exam room would actually make a snitch to the teacher!
 How dare she sue?
 "Male Gobi," the boy looked at the invigilator walking towards her, and scolded her in an anxious voice, "I will beat you to death when I leave the examination room."
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 As a senior Green Tea, Bi Ming recently became addicted to watching love variety shows and she found a very interesting phenomenon:
 As long as the girls are more popular and people can’t find any real black spots, they like to call them “Green Tea”.
 As long as you don’t like a girl, using “Tea” to describe the other party seems to be able to win back a city and humiliate her maliciously.
 No matter what the character of the girl is; innocent, lively, gentle, kind, or bright and generous, as long as they use the word “Tea” to label the other party, they can scold her to their heart’s content.
 “She is also green tea?” Bi Ming watched the sour netizens in the comment area jumping up and down to scold the most beautiful and well behaved girl in the show as ‘Green tea girl,’ and she couldn’t help sneering, “I still have too little knowledge.”
 Real green tea can make you cry without crying. As a green tea herself, Bi Ming was well versed in the ‘tea art’. Even if she changed men like she changes clothes, whenever she hooked her finger, someone will lick it. Moreover, she could also render the lemon essences who were jealous of her speechless.
 Just when she sighed, a light sphere calling itself the “Green tea system” appeared.
 “Congratulations on seeing through the essence and summoning this system.”
 “As we all know, ‘green tea’ has become the best way to stigmatize attractive girls in today’s society. ”
 “Some girls, who do not meet the standard of green tea at all, are framed as green tea and have no power to fight back, which greatly reduces the reputation of green tea.”
 “Ms. Bi Ming, as a senior green tea in this world, would you like to go to other worlds and let some ignorant frogs at the bottom of the well, who have wronged good people, experience the real tea art?”
 Bi Ming smiled lightly: “It sounds very interesting.”
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 The popular online drama "The Wrath of Ghost Blowing the Lamp in Xiangxi" is adapted from this book! 
 The eternal mystery of the cycle of life and death, the disappearing civilization of thousands of years, the dusty ancient ruins, and the giant dragon crouching on the vast land, guarding it all. 
 The river is surging, the sand is rolling, or the sea is changing. What is hidden here? Those buried souls are wandering and struggling. Where is the exit to the door of eternal life? A group of people unexpectedly explored all these unknown mysteries, and gradually uncovered the mysterious legends hidden behind them.
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 This is the world of spirit beasts. Humans can sign contracts with spirit beasts or command spirit beasts to fight, or borrow the power of spirit beasts to fight. Relying on the power of spirit beasts, countries are established on various continents, and one day becomes a mystery. Of teenagers broke into this world.
 Spirit Beast Alliance: Why is there a new beast? fast! Quickly send someone to sign a contract with it.
 Divine Beast Hall: Lord Divine Beast, do you want to join our Divine Beast Hall? There are many of your companions here.
 Feng Yuan, who was rubbing the head of the beast, smiled and said to the stunned crowd, “Excuse me, it has already signed a contract with me.”
 I silently added a sentence “from when it was not a beast.”
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 Feng Yuan “Hmph~No matter what pet it is, it can evolve into a beast if I want to~”
 This is a story about pets, a story about a strong man who can cultivate a beast at will
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 Lin Fei, a young man from Mensao in the 21st century, accidentally crossed from the earth to the Yuanwu realm. Sadly, the object of the crossing was a fool. Alas, accept your fate.
 But what about fools and idiots, like practicing magic, leveling up, making beautiful girls, and aspiring to the world.
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 Lin Qian, the earth’s national war game master, a standard RMB fighter! After the accident, he was reborn in another world.
 However, in this alien world, apart from a better cultivation talent, there is no special skill.
 He fry the alchemy furnace, the refining tools are turned into scrap iron, not to mention other life skills such as formations.
 However, Lin Qian accidentally discovered that in his previous life, the huge empire that dominated the server in the game not only followed through.
 The invincible generals and army commanders who were originally just a bunch of data, and the imperial army in units of billions, had a life, survived, and swear allegiance to him!
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 I turned my assassin into my maid with the power of money! Money is all-powerful! It was a world full of swords and magic; Lawrend was the son of the wealthiest merchant in town. Since the age of 7, he had been having dreams. A dream about a past life in a modern civilization where monsters are nonexistent, and humans dominate the world. Lawrend saw Iron birds, Magical bricks that display moving paintings, Thunder wielding, and many more. There was a scene in one of the dreams that made Lawrend’s heart beat fast. A row of a dozen maids bowing in front of him. Each dressed in a french maid outfit. Something awakened inside Lawrend when he had that dream. A fervent desire to have his very own Maid Harem!
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 She was the head of a powerful, medicine-orientated aristocratic family.
 Crossing through a millennium, she ended up in the body of the General Household’s “trash” young miss, whose engagement with the Crown Prince was just broken as she suffered under everybody’s taunts!
 In the drafting feast, she was re-engaged by the Emperor to marry the famous disabled prince!
 Everybody laughed, a blind trash with a disabled wastrel. What a perfect match!
 However, they didn’t know that in her hand, she grasped the long-lost primordial pill recipes! Her practice in medicine had reached the apex! Her contracted beasts were unique in the world!
 What was the most frightening, was the disabled prince she was engaged to…….
 A black-belly full of dirty tricks, with a heaven-opposing cultivation physique, he defeats all geniuses!
 In his wheelchair during the day, yet entangling her in bed as he trained his waist muscles… MF! Is he really crippled!?
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 On the 15th of March 2164, the world mourns the passing of Darius Stone, billionaire broker, and philanthropist.
 Yet while his family and friends put his body to rest, Darius wakes up to find himself reborn into a younger body in a different world.
 A strange voice informs him that his soul has been transported into the magic-filled world of Faust on the behest of a mysterious Goddess called Vena, for the sole purpose of entertaining her through his struggles.
 In this world where any dream can be achieved with enough effort, he sets out to become a Supreme, an existence above Mortals and even Gods!
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 Ye Yang, the son of the Ye Family in Eight Desolate City, was once regarded as a genius. He could awaken his Dantian at the age of three and reach the third level of Qi Condensation at the age of five. But after a few years, He was seen as a person without talent because his cultivation was still stagnant at the age of 16. One day, He was framed and kept in a coma after he was rescued.
 Ye Yang was originally an instructor in a special troop. He was 21 years old and sacrificed his life to protect an unknown broken sword which was found on Everest. When he woke up, he became Ye Yang from the Eight Desolate City, unexpectedly obtained the recognition of the broken sword and learned the mysterious cultivation method “God Slaughtering Technique”. He then embarked on a path of cultivating through slaughter.
 When he was reborn, he swore, “I won’t let those who offended me off.” He wanted to reach the peak step by step, and also carried the mission to uncover the secret behind the Nine Heavens Mysterious Sword.
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 The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. 
 At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. “Landlord, is this what you meant by ‘the house can be a little crowded at night’‽”
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 This is the story of a Gong who was reborn to the time before he lost his shou, where he started to tease his shou crazily… This story will be written from the shou’s POV.
 The F1’s God of racing, Winston, lost his one and only important rival, Hunter. No matter how many skillful opponents appeared before him one after another, he still remained as the solitary ruler.
 But one day, when Winston woke up, he found himself back to the time Hunter was only 18-years-old.
 Winston, “Are you willing to rule over the Kingdom of speed with me and be my only King?
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 My name is Uchihagen, adopted by my uncle, and I have a cousin who looks like a dragon every day, called Uchiha Madara. 
 There is another cousin who sees me upset every day, but he dare not say it because he can’t beat me, called Uchiha Senna. 
 There is also a very cheating system called the “big boss system behind the scenes” every day to instigate me to unify the world, and use obliteration as a threat every day. …
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 It has been recited by countless people under the sun.
 Countless people tremble in the dark night.
 Incarnate thousands of real names but no one knows.
 Tian Huangdi is just a quick finger, and Three Thousand Worlds are not as good as a smile!
 But someone, would like to sleep with me at the end of the world…
 This is the path of a poor man who uses magic to replace grudge…
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 This book is probably what the reader said is slow!
 If you like a slow cook, you might as well come in. If you don’t like it, why not come and try it. Pig’s feet are not very invincible, but they are very loving, a newcomer, and I hope everyone supports it.
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