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 Outsiders all say that Xie Zhongxing had hit the jackpot marrying the prince of the Qin Enterprise, Qin Zhongyue, even being treasured and favoured for five whole years. They were well-recognized as a loving couple.
 However, they didn’t know that Qin Zhongyue had a lot of dissatisfaction with this marriage. He complained to his good friend, “He micromanages everything. Won’t let me drink or smoke, won’t let me go clubbing, and he even set me a 10pm curfew!”
 “I have to hand over all my salary and bank cards and he would only give me a hundred yuan a day! Only if he is in a good mood, he would give me a few hundred more!”
 Qin Zhongyue felt angry and wronged, “And I even have to wait on him!”
 “If I ever get the chance to do this again, I will never marry him! I used to get eight million yuan a month as spending money!” The prince said this to his friend.
 The day after he said this, Qin Zhongyue found himself reborn to the time when he was seventeen.
 The Xie Zhongxing at this time was eighteen years old and poor to the point where he only had one set of old clothes to wear, holes in his socks and a pair of dirty shoes whose soles were coming off. Even if he had a nice-looking face, he was despised and looked down upon, and known in the school as a pauper.
 When Xie Zhongxing’s parents came to handle the withdrawal procedures for him, Qin Zhongyue only then found out that he was a study tyrant ranked first in his grade, receiving scholarships every year, and that he was a seedling with good prospects the school had high expectations for and not the ‘useless high school dropout who didn’t like to study and only has money in his eyes’ as claimed by his younger brother.
 Qin Zhongyue couldn’t bear the sight of this. He pulled Xie Zhongxing into his arms, angry, “Continue studying! Our Qin family has never had a top scorer before, you must keep studying!”
 Xie Zhongxing raised his eyes and looked at him in confusion. The look in his eyes seemed to ask: Who are you?
 Qin Zhongyue thought of Xie Zhongxing’s dictatorship after their marriage and shuddered. He then maintained a look of righteousness, “I am just a kind-hearted person who does not wish to reveal his name!”
 Later, Qin Zhongyue asked Xie Zhongxing shyly, “If we get married, can you give me a thousand yuan a day as spending money?”
 Xie Zhongxing, “?”
 Qin Zhongyue, “…..Five hundred is also okay.”
 NB: The actual title is literally “The Sand Sculpture Gong was Reborn”. Sand sculpture (沙雕) is a homonym for 傻屌 (Sha Diao) which is a derogatory term for an idiot/a fool. Sand sculpture is often used with a more humourous/joking intention to describe something or someone as silly or foolish.
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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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 She was fat and dark with a face full of acne in her previous life, but he still ate her. Just how deeply did he love her?
 But she couldn’t understand his sincerity. She wholeheartedly loved the slag man instead and ended up blind and paralyzed.
 After her rebirth, she realizes that the acne and dark skin on her face was due to her sister adding something “extra” to her makeup.
 In this lifetime, she will stay away from the slag man, lose weight, and restore her face. She regains her slim and seductive figure and her stunning beauty. She cherishes her husband’s sincere pampering, abuses the slags with him hand-in-hand, and gives birth to a “bun…….”
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 Transmigrating into a novel one morning, Wen Jing arrived at the side of the one he worshiped and admired the most, becoming a loyal hound that was willing to go through fire and water for his senior brother.
 Even the most arrogant cultivator said: “There is no one in this world who can enter my eyes, but only Jun YanZhi is truly noble.”
 Wen Jing grew up alongside his senior brother, idolizing his senior brother beyond all means.
 Unfortunately, he was ignorant, and as for this novel, he had only read half of it.
 Midway through the storyline, he finally realized that things didn’t seem to be the way he thought they were.
 Wen Jing: “Last night, Senior brother infiltrated Master’s abode. Master, please take heed.”
 His master: “Nonsense! Your master was inside the abode all night last night, and did not see anyone else.”
 Wen Jing: “Last night, Senior brother left on his own without permission to meet someone. Martial Uncle, please thoroughly investigate.”
 His martial uncle: “Nonsense! Last night your senior brother and I were drinking and chatting merrily, all the way until morning.”
 Wen Jing: “Last night, Senior brother was improper towards me……”
 His senior sister: “Nonsense! How can your senior brother possibly do that kind of thing? Don’t tell me you’ve long held those kind of intentions towards him, and unable to obtain what you wanted, you’re now framing him?”
 Many years later.
 Wen Jing: “There’s this evil brute, specializing in using his top-notch, exquisite looks and elegant disposition to fool people, and everyone is in the midst of danger while not even aware of it themselves.”
 Jun YanZhi: “If it wasn’t for you, that evil brute would most likely still be struggling in pain and suffering.”
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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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 Domineering president? Evil school grass? Black-bellied Major General? Young Master Paranoid? All Raiders!
 Long time to attack? Hehe, it doesn’t exist.
 There is no male protagonist who can’t solve the problem, only a host who doesn’t work hard.
 The 001 system is very satisfied.
 Its host is also very satisfied.
 But…Isn’t it the one who said good strategy scumbags? !
 What does it mean for such a sick villain to stay in the shadows? ?
 The villain BOSS appeared, and it was him every time! To
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 The purple star appears, the land under the heavens is shaken into disorder! Here and now in this chaotic world, who will rule in this rise and fall of fortunes?
 He, insidious and callous, the lord of the Western Chu who pledged to seize the entire world — XiMen QingTian?
 He, of heroic passion and ten thousand battles, the crown prince of the Northern Yan with a heart connected to the world — BeiTang JiFeng?
 He, of demonic charm and abounding evil, the monarch of the Southern Zhu who plays with the whole world — NanGong GuYue?
 He, cultured and refined, the prince of the Eastern Qi who forsook the world — DongFang MingXu?
 He, sword courageous and qin heartful, the first gentleman of the jianghu who is brave and talented, confident and free — ShangGuan YuChen?
 When they met the steady and unperturbed, calm and collected her, the her without desire and demand, everything seemed to change!
 She let them understand a fact of objective existence that had yet been ignored by the people of the world:
 Who said that women are not equal to men?
 Who said that women rely on the peach blossom face of beauty?
 Who said that women are unable to support this side of the sky?
 She, Jun BingLing, the reborn ugly-duckling who bore the memories of previous generations. Before the age of ten she wore a veil to cover her ugliness, her fate bizarre and bumpy. After the age of ten she wore a veil to cover her beauty, her life becoming beautiful and dazzling, brimming with legendary color!
 Yet, watch how she transforms into a butterfly, roaming the jianghu, galloping on battlefields, stemming the raging tides?
 Yet, watch how she does not rely on her appearance, merely using the inherent qualities of daughters to handle a crowd of smart and talented overlords?
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 After the nth time of failing a marriage meeting, Xiang Han got himself a job: good treatment, high salary, free world traveling with food provided, house provided and even a ‘lover provided’?!
 At first, he thought, apart from having to travel into the body of a scum cannon fodder, a scheming fake white lotus, everything else was okay. It was only later he realized that saving the target was also a problem. His imagination was neverending, even eating a cup of ramen was seen as a way to rouse his ( target’s) interest!
 Xiang Han: This target is a no-go.
 Certain Target: Very good, you’ve already managed to rouse my interest.
 Xiang Han: Go outside and make a left turn to the optometrist, go get your eyes healed! Additionally, this “lover provided” isn’t necessary.
 A Certain Target: This is certainly necessary!
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 The cell is the dantian and the cell nucleus is the golden pill.
 There are countless cells and countless pubic fields.
 Infinite division, infinite clone.
 Every cell is a world, and every golden core is a planet.
 When all cells merge, there is a universe.
 This is Cell Cultivation!
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 The live broadcast [Random Career Challenge] reality show became popular all over the Internet. 
 The host Shu Ruochu looks for random passers-by, and after asking for their consent, he follows the passers-by and takes on a whole-day passer-by career challenge. 
 In the new episode of the program, Shu Ruochu met Zhao Ming, who participated in the exercise and played the role of a bank robber. 
 Zhao Ming: "I do at least one million for each order. Although the risk is high, the income is extremely considerable!" 
 Just when the entire network thought Zhao Ming was bragging, he accepted Shu Ruochu's request for a professional challenge. 
 When Shu Ruochu followed Zhao Ming to the bank, she noticed something was wrong. 
 I saw Zhao Ming taking the hood from his backpack and putting it on in full view of everyone. 
 Shu Ruochu: "I'm just recording a show, what do you mean by wearing a hood?"
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 This is the story of a crazy lich who possesses an internal game system and brings catastrophe to the entire world. 
 “Let’s look at the daily quests today… it’s the damned choose one-of-two-options-type again. Destroy a town with a population of 30,000 people or above; reward: 10,000 evil points. Steal lollipops from 3 children; reward: 1 evil point. If neither of the quests is completed, then 2 points will be deducted.” 
 “Tsk! You think I’m s*upid? If I really destroyed a town, a crusade of Epic-ranked Holy Knights would definitely come hunting me down. Even if I earned the points, there wouldn’t be any life left in me to spend them. I better just go be a kindly lollipop bandit.” 
 I’ve already had enough of being a notorious lich. Who says that a lich can’t be a good person? I’m definitely going to beat this damned system and be an upright and dignified good man. 
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 In the world where Humans and Monster's form a bond and fight together, the world where both Evolve together to get stronger.
 Walk with Micheal as he starts his adventures with his Silver Sparrow, overcomes countless obstacle and adversaries to fulfill his greatest Dreams.
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 System: “Host, let’s brush the protagonist’s favorability!” 
 System: “Host, stop! Stop for a while! You’re walking crooked! That’s not the case!” 
 Yu Shisan: “As long as it’s goodwill, it’s fine.” 
 System: “But the protagonist… you’ve all been bent by you!!!”
 Yu Shisan comes with a halo of pretense, and his favorability level rises. The style of painting is flat and cool, each world is short, and the sixth or seventh chapters are over. 
 There are all kinds of plots in the campus ghost palace fight
 ps:
 1. The female protagonist brushes the favorability of the protagonist in the original world, love, family and friendship are all favorability degrees
 2. Do not like x Some worlds are okay, some are not well written, if you see a world you don’t like, just look at another one.
 I was very talkative when I wrote this… This is the first pit… The style of writing two years ago
 High school student level…considerate… 
 Thank you all for your support and encouragement! Love you guys!
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