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 Xin Weigang went to Tianmei, that is, three years ago, he wrote a love letter to Gao Fan.
 At that time, Xin Wei was still a little girl with yellow hair. She had just finished her military training and she was tanned like a little coal ball.
 At that time, Gao Fan entered the school with the halo of the first place, and his traits that the teacher called "mud cannot support the wall" have not been discovered by everyone. At the cultural evening after the military training, he played a song with his guitar. "You at the same table", at that time, his short hair was handsome and his face was fair, which made countless female students secretly hate the injustice of the sky. Why did this guy feel more or less attracted to him while he couldn't get a tan?
 According to the current words, Gao Fan should have obtained the priority right to choose a spouse for four years, but Gao Fan who fell quickly lost this right in a short period of time, and Xin Wei is like a beautiful jade stripped of dust In that way, she grew from a yellow-haired girl to a great beauty.
 Now mentioning that love letter again, Xin Wei would still blush, but he had forcefully explained it as 'young and ignorant fell for the beautiful skin of a lunatic'.
 After Gao Fan dealt with Xin Wei, he came to his easel.
 On the easel is the "Gate of Hell" that Gao Fan copied last time. Now it seems that there are flaws everywhere and it is very clumsy.
 Gao Fan took the shovel and began to poke the paint.
 Lin Senhao next to him suddenly said, "What are you drawing?"
 Gao Fan gave an 'hmm', but didn't hear clearly.
 "The Biennial Art Exhibition, the title of your report is "Untitled", what do you want to paint?" Lin Senhao asked again.
 "untitled"?
 Gao Fan poked off a piece of red oil paint, which is too red. Compared with the dark red sky in the original work, it is simply a mere imitation.
 "Oh... so you are all painting the works for the Biennale Art Exhibition." Gao Fan understood, no wonder there were so many people gathered.
 "Pretend to be a wolf with a big tail, don't you?" Lin Senhao rolled his eyes.
 "I didn't sign up." Gao Fan replied.
 "Keep pretending." Lin Senhao didn't bother to talk to him.
 Gao Fan glanced at Lin Senhao's painting. The dense lines outline a human face. It is a self-portrait with precise structure and accurate description. Lin Senhao has been learning sketching since he was a child. Gao Fan thinks his line skills are worth more than 55% Bar.
 This guy is serious...
 Although Gao Fan confirmed that he did not participate in the competition, it is true that the surrounding artistic atmosphere and competitive atmosphere made him unable to hold back his fingers.
 Come on come on my outline my color~
 Gao Fan took the pen to re-outline the outline in the painting, and then fell into a state of almost obsession. The pen in his hand and the canvas in front of him instantly became his whole world.
 Lin Senhao glanced at the smooth lines on the canvas painted by Gao Fan, and frowned slightly. This guy...is different from before.
 Although Gao Fan's SAN value is low, he can't concentrate on reading, but it may be due to his talent. Even if his mind is a little frantic, he can completely immerse himself in it as long as he stands in front of the drawing board, and waits to come back to his senses. That night, the imitation of the entire "Gate of Hell" had already begun to take shape.
 He didn't know that when he was painting, the director came to visit, and several professors also came to visit.
 Several professors checked each student's work separately, and when they checked Gao Fan's place, they not only stopped, but also showed a surprised expression, obviously a little surprised.
 Some students also heard the professors muttering: "This level of improvement is a bit big...Did Principal Lu point it out?"
 This surprised the other students, and they put down their brushes one after another, and went behind Gao Fan for a look, and saw that the painting in front of them, whether it was color, structure, or lines, seemed to be at the level of an album.
 "Isn't this the "Gate of Hell" in the Centennial Exhibition? Gao Fan intends to copy it to compete for the Biennale?" Someone whispered.
 "Imitation is allowed in the academic unit of the Biennale." Another student said, "Of course the main unit will not be imitated, but the academic unit is allowed."
 "Isn't this a little stealing?" Some students said.
 "You can steal it too, try the painting "Mona Lisa"?" Beside answered him.
 "Then don't you want to die... It makes sense to think about it. If you try to imitate a painting by a master-level 'unknown' artist, the judges can't see where the style comes from. They think it's your original creation. It's an advantage."
 "Then you change the subject."
 "It's too late, there are only three days left... time is running out."
 "IQ limits your shamelessness."
 Why imitate the "Mona Lisa" must die, because this painting is too famous, no matter how good the painting is, it is also an imitation. In the oil painting industry, the painting looks like a craftsman. It's not worth much, and you have to establish a school to be a master, so the most important thing is that the painting doesn't look like it.
 Of course Gao Fan didn't think so much.
 He was completely unaware of the discussions going on around him.
 It was only at nine o'clock in the evening that I suddenly came back to my senses and realized that the overall structure of the painting in front of me had been completed, but...
 The score given by the system is only 'task not completed, similarity 71%'.
 This is far from it!
 A perfect imitation requires a similarity of 99.99%.
 After biting a biscuit in his mouth, Gao Fan started to scrape the color with a knife.
 "Hey? How did you scratch it? You painted so well!"
 Suddenly there was a scream from beside him.
 Gao Fan turned his head and saw Xin Wei and Lin Senhao.
 "It doesn't look like the painting." Gao Fan bit the biscuit and muttered.
 "It's already very good, what a pity." Xin Wei said.
 "Let's have dinner together, the cafeteria will be out of food if it's later." Although Lin Senhao said so, there was an obvious tone of'you'd better not agree' in his words.
 Gao Fan knew that Lin Senhao was chasing after Xin Wei. In fact, all the boys in the painting department were interested in Xin Wei. No, Gao Fan is very anxious today.
 "No." Gao Fan shook his head.
 There was joy in Lin Senhao's eyes.
 Xin Wei didn't give up, "You haven't eaten all day, you can't just eat sesame seed cakes, let's go."
 "Don't go, don't bother me." Gao Fan said impatiently, when the SAN value is low, there is not much patience.
 "You're such a lunatic, you don't know what's good and what's wrong!" Xin Wei got angry, turned around and left.
 Lin Senhao hurried to catch up.
 Gao Fan didn't notice the two of them leaving at all, but frowned and stared at the canvas in front of him, and kept recalling the details of the original work in his mind. Although there were photos and sketches, but there was no original work in front of him, he wanted to imitate it to perfection , it's really hard.
 Look at your skill value again.
 SAN value 66, color 50, structure 57, line 43, anatomy 8, psychology 6.
 Close your eyes and remember.
 It's like a beating movement in my mind, recalling the colors, structures and lines in "The Gates of Hell"...
 After a while, Gao Fan came to a conclusion that if he wanted to imitate perfectly without the original comparison, he must have a higher skill value.
 "The line ability must be stronger. The original work uses traditional Chinese painting techniques to draw human figures. I have never learned fine brushwork, so I must have stronger line ability..."
 When I directly used the SAN value to improve the line skill before, I couldn’t improve it after 12 points. Now, it may be because other values ​​are higher, or because I have minored in anatomy and psychology. The +' sign has reappeared.
 Improve 1, 2, 3...
 Gao Fan directly increased the line skill value to 50.
 At this time, the '+' sign disappeared again.
 Gao Fan's SAN value dropped to 59.
 Below the pass line.
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 When Gao Fan tried to paint the “God” with a brush. 
 madness descends. 
 ? Gushing from the bottom of the sea, rising from the ground, descending from the sky… From the beginning and end of the sequence to the sentient beings with despair.
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 Chu Huai was parasitized by a ghost, he became weak and frail, soon afterward he died.
 After entering the horror world, Chu Huai was harmoniously transformed into a man in women’s clothes.
 On the first day of the instance. Everyone stares blankly at Young Lady Huai, who was holding the quilt calmly climbed onto the man’s bed: “I’m a little afraid of the dark and ghosts, can I sleep with you?”
 Jin Tianyi: “…” I’ll pretend not to know that you are a man.
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 weird horror game 
 all kinds of survivors 
 Also, horror game bosses who love to find people to chat with 
 One of the bosses: I should have summoned the courage to get rid of the single 
 Boss 2: I didn’t think I was so powerful, why did they die? 
 Boss three: Do you think I will like you? No, I won’t (really fragrant) 
 …… 
 Author: go, you are the daughter of destiny 
 Lin You: …… 
 ps: The female protagonist is upgraded, and the female protagonist is weak at the beginning, and slowly grows up
 Content label: infinite flow of abilities 
 Search keywords: protagonist: Lin You ┃ supporting role: Qi An, why, Su Yubing ┃ others: infinite flow
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 For your sake, I don’t care even if I’m to face against the entire world. The young girl’s extreme love obsession had already deeply hurt the young boy…. Years later, the boy had already grown up; he understood that he cannot face the other party’s feelings head on, so he chose to forget…. but little did he know about the kind of path that he walked on to, and what waited for him there, will be…
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 My uncle said that my fate was a good stuff for dealing with the dead. It would even be a waste if I did not use it. Unexpectedly, as his ominous words, I had a tough marriage with a dead. This male ghost was despicable and shameless in every respect, who not only threatened and coerced me, but also promised faithfully: “when I was alive, the women who admired me was as much as the carps crossing the river. Are you sure you don’t marry me? This is your last chance.” Of course I shook my head resolutely, but what he did to me next was something I never expected…
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 Su Yu was in a third rate university when the “Sky Holes” appeared, his school fell through the “Sky Hole” and appeared in the middle of a forest that was teeming with terrifying creatures.
 Witness a fearsome transformation that originates from his hand…
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 In an era when holographic films were popular, the World Youth Championships recurve bow archery champion, Ji Dong, saw a strange thriller trailer in the cinema.
 After the movie was over, the maglev rail he was riding in was involved in a bridge accident.
 When Ji Dong opened his eyes again, he found himself in the thriller world of the movie trailer he had just seen. What’s more, he has to do everything he can to survive before the playback bar reaches 100% progress.
 Fortunately, he has a strong heart, and even though he is only a novice village player, he dares to participate at the top level.
 Traveling around this strange world, even if you can’t win, you can at least bluff. No matter what you encounter, you are not afraid!
 …Just this friend, what’s the matter with you?
 As a horror film player, you are so delicate and weak that you vomit blood and faint at every turn, but you are handsome and beautiful, and you are also very charming…
 Faced with such “baggage,” Ji Dong, a patient with severe facial paralysis, said—— I! Throw! Do not! Under! Hand! What!
 This is actually a story of [returning amnesia, the essence of the unknown. A full-level master at attack Ren Jianmo × A fast-growing rookie pretending to be a master Ji Dong.]
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 Su Zimo got a store called ‘Ayuyuyu.’
 Selling the goods in the store can increase his remaining life, but Su Zimo has to first go to the nightmare world to collect goods!
 Senior cannon fodder: Newcomer over there, put down the vase, put down the paper towels, put down A-Piao’s shoes! Run!!
 Shop: It’s ‘An Yu YiYu,’ not ‘Ayuyuyu’
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 Ethan, the former secretary working for the Energy Bureau of Earth Union, was detained in a place called ‘Forbidden City’ after being deprived of his moral value points for committing treason. Everyone in the city is tr*sh among humans. They have to continually go on specified hazardous and terrifying missions for the sake of atonement and to exchange moral values points. If their moral value points reach 100 one day, they would obtain a chance to be released from the Forbidden City and return to the world of the humans to restart their lives as a human. But it was said that once someone enters the Forbidden City, no one can come out alive.
 Ethan just wanted to live, but from his first mission, he felt like he had descended into a whirlpool of terror. In front of these huge monsters that could devour the entire universe, he can only keep falling.
 This novel is inspired by Lovecraftian horror.
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 A data loving young man from Earth has an accident which transports him to a dark land filled with terrifying creatures and magical powers. Fortunately for him, he has a Biological Assistance Chip to ease his path. However, things in this bizarre and strange world are not always as they seem, and, though it is a tremendous asset, the chip doesn’t always work as expected. With all of the crazy creatures and magical mayhem around him, one can only wonder what the future holds for this young man…
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 While reading a novel, Fu Erdie thought more than once that if she arrived in an apocalyptic world, she could only wait for death.
 The cars could not be driven, roads could not be recognized, they could not even cook food.
 There was also physical strength involved…there was no need for her to encounter a zombie because with just a sudden drop of temperature, she could get a cold and fever and die from it.
 As a useless person of the new century, she sincerely hoped that the whole world would be prosperous and free of disease and calamity. At the same time, she could just draw at home and earn living expenses while muddling through.
 As a result, God played a joke on her.
 After a shower of rain, the world changed. There were zombies and dead plants everywhere.
 She looked down from a window on the 10th floor and saw the crowd panicking. The cars rammed and blocked the road, and the small noodle shop she often went to was now stained with blood… Everything pulled back Fu Erdie from her fantasy.
 The world had truly changed.
 Fu Erdie decided to go out to find her relatives, and she would bet on whether she would become a zombie or an alien. She gathered her courage and opened the door, then stepped back and closed it. The zombie neighbors in the corridor were horrible! It is impossible to fight zombies, you can only wait to die in a wretched manner. And any chance, there was a lot of stored food at home that she could eat for a month.
 But her ending was probably one of the two choices she had in her mind, to die now or die in a month. And she chose to lay down and continue her everyday normal life. She would just wait to meet the upcoming water and electricity cuts.
 On the first day, everything was the same. The next day, everything was the same. The next day after, everything was still the same. The next…
 A month later, it was time to pay the utility bill. The internet got disconnected and she did not pay the bill. The rest of the building was pitch black.
 But her room was still bright.
 The flush toilet could be used as usual. The natural gas could be used for her luxurious bathing. The small kumquats, small peppers, and shallots planted and grown on the balcony even thrived at a rate that did not conform to the laws of nature.
 Fu Erdie suddenly found out that she had not mutated, but her own house had mutated?!
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 Lin Feng was originally in charge of Supermarket supply. One day the supermarket accidentally enters an Apocalypse world. The apocalypse is happening, he has a supermarket in his hand. See how Lin Feng brings a supermarket to survive the Apocalypse.
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 “I suddenly discovered that this world is dangerous today.” Bai Zhi typed a line on the computer with a serious look.
 “When I went out today, I found some poor guy got bitten by someone on the side of the road. After the few brave guys rushed out to bring the criminal to justice, the person who was bitten also stood up staggeringly, but was immediately beaten to the ground by a sharp-eyed fellow. Then they called the police. Having experienced many modern movies, I already knew what happened. The zombie was taken out before the virus could spread.”
 “Last time it was about the alien invasion being dealt with by a few guys, but this time it was a zombie outbreak?”
 There was a helpless response from the chat box.
 “So how was that dangerous?”
 “There are several girls who are chasing me wanting to split me up! It’s Shuraba, don’t you think it’s dangerous!?”
 “???”
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