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 "Buy England to play Paraguay, 1-0."
 When Jiang Wang returned to the sports lottery station, there were still three or four people who gathered here in the morning to drink tea and play cards.
 Someone recognized him and beckoned: "Brother, come and fight."
 "No," the man took out all the remaining change, and pushed it in front of the old man without counting: "Buy all England."
 "Tengbo, you're still complaining about bad business," the uncle sitting next to the fan lit a cigarette and laughed: "When the World Cup comes, don't say that our brothers are sneaking over here to watch the game. , I have seen several new faces."
 Teng Bo recovered the money much faster. When he passed the money detector, he did not forget to look up at Jiang Wang.
 This young man was a soldier at first sight.
 Eagle-eyed and sword-brows, with an aloof viciousness.
 "From the provincial capital?"
 Jiang Wang picked up the Nanjing handed over by a stranger next to him, and said casually, "It's not important."
 The cigarette hander heard about his bet early this morning, and now he followed suit and bought England, eagerly waiting for the result.
 June and July are hot flashes, the big fan on the top of the small shop is turning leisurely, the small fan blows and sweats profusely, and the players who play cards are obviously not interested.
 The townspeople all know each other, and whoever and whoever rips off the onion, which girl marries to another province, can all become the snacks of the townspeople.
 Tossing and chewing until it's boring, and there are good things to say a few times, so that the neighbors and relatives can find some new jokes.
 Jiang Wang glanced at their prying eyes, took a cigarette and sat beside the card table.
 "I don't know anything else," he said slowly: "Fortune-telling has learned a hand from the master in the Taoist temple, and the fifty-one hexagram is not much, and if it fails, you will pay ten times."
 He is short of rent money.
 Small local houses are cheap, a decent two-bedroom house is only a few hundred months smaller, and it can be assembled before the sun goes down.
 As soon as the words came to this point, a few people in the store were obviously interested.
 "Fifty is so expensive?" The shiny middle-aged man pretended to be offended: "It's only twenty when you go to the temple to get a lottery."
 Jiang Wang glanced at the black and white screen and did not answer.
 "This guy guessed right in the morning, and now he's gone," the thin man joked: "I just won a few hundred, come and play."
 He swiped the whole hundred at the card table directly in front of Jiang Wang, and twisted it with his fingers and shook it.
 "Fake one loses ten, you said."
 Jiang Wang looked at the money and said lightly, "Shen, right?"
 The thin monkey-like man was stunned for a moment, and he was speechless.
 "Your wife is having an affair with someone else, go home."
 
 Jiang Wang leaned against the chair and moved his knuckles, and said lazily: "If it's too late, I won't be able to catch anyone."
 The lottery shop was silent for a while, and the thin monkey blushed and scolded him fiercely.
 I never came back in the afternoon.
 In the middle, a poker player tentatively made a phone call, and there came the screams and the faint cry of a woman.
 When everyone was stunned, the old man took out a stack of red notes.
 "England 1-0, it's done."
 Jiang Wang calmly took the money and pocketed it, and when he looked at the others, he found that their eyes were a little more fearful.
 They looked at him like they were looking at a cuckold detector.
 "I'll be back tomorrow." He smiled: "See you later."
 One thousand and two hundred, the rent is removed by 400 yuan, and the 100 yuan is replaced by a cheap second-hand PHS, and the rest is reserved for the entrepreneurial reserve.
 In 2006, if I hoarded more than a dozen houses, the rent collection alone would be enough to support the whole family for a lifetime.
 The landlord is in his fifties and is called Sister Zou by the neighbors. The first time I saw such a cheerful person, I hurriedly signed a contract and counted the money.
 "My house is in a good location. The bus station is right outside the door, and the school is just across the street. Many teachers live in this community. You can make money!"
 Jiang Wang looked at the dark and dirty room like a rough house, and did not sign immediately.
 "Is it powered."
 It's nice to live in when you pack up.”
 "Don't look at the room without a bed or a refrigerator, but the lighting is good!"
 Jiang Wang scolded with a smile in his heart, and wrote his name in two strokes.
 "But there's a sentence ahead," the fat woman's expression suddenly became solemn: "I don't care what profession you do, don't bring any nonsense people into the house, you know what I mean Bar?"
 "Not that hobby."
 There are two types of units in the Tongzilou. He lives in a small two-bedroom in the corner. The large windows are good for light and sound insulation is poor. Even with the windows closed, you can hear the horns of the hawkers.
 
 The smart touch screen machine was immersed in water for too long and lost the chance of rescue. It was thrown into the drawer of the small broken table and almost stabbed a spider's nest.
 Thinking about it carefully, he has to finish primary school with himself in this house, or maybe he has to save money for himself to go to university.
 …I’m for myself, fuck.
 Jiang Wang rubbed his brows, grabbed the key and went out.
 The gates of Hongshan Elementary School opened at 4:30 in the afternoon, and a group of mud dog-colored children rushed out.
 Peng Xingwang probed his head when he came out with his homework in his arms, and when he turned his head, he saw a tall, dark-faced man among the white-haired grandparents.
 "Mr. Ji—he's here!" Peng Xingwang quickly shook his hand and motioned the teacher behind him to look over there.
 Jiang Wang was originally quarreling with a bunch of over-energized **** and wanted to hold a machine gun. When he heard Peng Xingwang's voice, he raised his head and found that the child was leading a young teacher over, and the conditioned reflex took a step back.
 "So here you are, are you a family member of Peng Xingwang?" The young man let the child hold him tightly, and smiled with shallow dimples on his cheeks: "I am his English teacher, my surname is Ji. "
 Jiang Wang refused to look into his eyes and nodded.
 "Go home."
 "Wait a minute," Teacher Ji said gently: "This child has been lacking...care, is it convenient to leave a contact information?"
 Peng Xingwang sighed in relief as he watched the two exchange contact information.
 In this way, even if I was sold off by the police uncle, I can find it, ok.
 A group of children, like SpongeBob SquarePants, took turns saying hello to the teacher, Jiang Wang said a few simple goodbyes, and led Peng Xingwang into the crowded small stationery store next door.
 Children's attention is not on the spinning top of spicy ice cream.
 "Are you afraid of Teacher Ji?"
 Jiang Wang glanced at his youthful face, his voice was very low.
 "Don't be afraid."
 "Mr. Ji is the most beautiful teacher in our school!" Peng Xingwang looked happy: "He sings very well, and he never kills us!"
 …so you stick to people all day long.
 Jiang Wang squinted his eyes and didn't say what he disliked.
 "Go and pick a schoolbag. If you lack a book and ruler, buy it quickly."
 Peng Xingwang refused to stop this topic, and said very seriously: "Brother, I like Teacher Ji very much. Do you like him too?"
 “…”
 When he led Peng Xing back to the guest house, Jiang Wang glanced at the garbage truck several times.
 It's strange, I usually don't speak without speaking, is this tickler picking up the wrong person?
 The child didn't notice the adult version's urge to throw people, and jumped for a long time with a new schoolbag and a little yellow hat on his back.
 "If we didn't live in a guest house, would it be like a family?"
 He felt that the eldest brother was actually not bad.
 It's better to go anywhere than to go back to Dad, at least not to be beaten.
 The red light turned green, Jiang Wang stretched out his hand to twist the upright little yellow hat he was wearing, and strode forward.
 "Already have a house."
 "I'll clean up tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, you move in."
 The two drank dumpling soup and cabbage and pork fried dumplings downstairs in the guest house together.
 The table in the guest house is also equipped with a lamp, which is much better than the children's previous learning conditions.
 Peng Xingwang muttered while doing arithmetic, Jiang Wang sat behind him and flipped through the newspaper.
 Flip a few pages and put it down.
 "How about you change your name later."
 When he was born, the family name was very perfunctory, but it was actually called Peng Xingwang.
 The meaning is to look forward to the continuous incense of the old Peng family and the prosperity of the ancestors.
 The relatives who still studied couldn't stand it, and said that the peasants called it this bad name, and they chose the two words slightly, and then they became Xingwang.
 When he was fifteen years old, he joined the army in advance with special sports recruiting.
 At the time of birth, the household registration was loose, and small towns did not particularly care about this. Just get a new form and complete it.
 He didn't have the slightest memory of this city or his origin, he lied that his mother's surname was Jiang, and changed his name again.
 I will forget, it is best to forget it.
 Peng Xingwang was still struggling with the four arithmetic operations, and it took him a long time to react.
 "Huh? Change to what?"
 Jiang Wang suddenly laughed.
 "They call you Wang Zi in school, aren't you angry?"
 "Don't be angry." Peng Xingwang sat on the high chair and swayed his feet, as solid and lively as a little Labrador: "They all think I smell bad, so they can scream My name is fine."
 Jiang Wang was about to train him when PHS beeps beeping in his pocket.
 This phone has a number stored.
 Jiang Wang's eyes sank, and he went to the balcony.
 "Hello, is this Mr. Jiang?"
 "Hmm."
 "I'm Teacher Ji, let's meet this afternoon."
 Jiang Wang looked down at the distance smeared by the dim yellow light, and did not speak for a long time.
 "Peng Xingwang's family... You said you have a basic understanding."
 "If it is convenient, please take him to the hospital for a physical examination to confirm whether he is healthy."
 The man's voice is clear and smooth, as if he will always keep a bit of gentleness towards the world.
 "I've been thinking about him."
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 Jiang Wang fell into a lake due to a car accident and found himself back to twenty years ago.
 In 2006, house prices were cheap, e-commerce was booming, and there were plenty of business opportunities everywhere.
 But the first thing he did was to save his seven-year-old self from a drunkard’s house. The child kept crying non-stop with his eyes swollen red, “You… are you going to sell me, hiccup.”
 The man with a sullen face threw a pack of tissues to the child, and went to the balcony alone to smoke.
 ‘How could I be so virtuous when I was a child.’
 *Sweet and refreshing healing story 
 *There is a huge contrast between the character of the present male protagonist from when he was a child
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 Ren Xiaofeng is crazy: Why hasn’t it been destroyed?
 Choose:
 Option 1: Deny that this sour and cool love letter was written by yourself. From then on, you and the goddess you have a crush on have forgotten about each other.
 Option 2: Acknowledge that this love letter was written by yourself. Since then, there has been an extra scumbag in the world who believes and confesses more.
 Option 3: After eating this love letter, starting today, there is an extra pervert with the surname Ren.
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 Traveling through a world where immortality and martial arts coexist, Qiao Mu can be constantly resurrected. 
 Every time he is killed, he will be resurrected at the expense of his age, but his martial arts skills also become deeper with age. 
 The older you die, the older you get, and the older you get, the stronger you become. The more heroic your death, the stronger you will be after your resurrection. 
 So he changed his tricks to seek death, and infiltrated wherever there was danger. 
 The enemy was horrified to find that just after beating the younger ones, another older one came, endlessly. 
 A legend about an untouchable immortal family began to spread in the world. 
 "The Qiao family is full of loyal and loyal people. They have been martyrs for generations. Every generation hates evil as much as hatred. They value justice over life and death. They dare to be the first in the world!" 
 "My son died on the battlefield, and my father with white hair continues to fight on the battlefield. It's admirable and admirable!" 
 "In the past, the Qiao family members died defending me from gunfire. Today, I will never sit back and watch his old father become miserable in his later years." 
 "The descendants of the Qiao family brazenly entered the palace to assassinate the Hunjun and failed, and died. The Hunjun is confused. The Qiao family's reclusive thousand-year-old monster is about to be born!" 
 "The sacred immortal Buddha has returned? But why do the immortals and gods even call the Qiao family's ancestors their ancestors? How many ancestors are there in the Qiao family, and where did they come from?" 
 After countless deaths, Qiao Mu suddenly looked back and realized that he had died and became the co-ancestor of the human race who was tens of millions of years old and had as much power as the ocean.
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 Little screenwriter Gu Nian has a secret. She was a big fan of an 18th-tier actor by the name of Luo Xiu.
 Luo Xiu was good looking but his acting was god awful. He had no work for 2 years, the one time that he was on a show, he was mocked to the point that even his own mother wouldn’t admit that he was her son.
 As such, he dropped straight to 180th-tier.
 Gu Nian, on the other hand, was determined to become a gold medal screenwriter and had him be her dedicated male supporting character.
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 Luo Xiu had a loyal fan. Ever since his debut, she did everything that a fan would — wait for him at airports, vote for him online, and wave banners of his. Other fans would waver back and forth but this girl remained his loyal fan for two straight years.
 Once she was drunk after they have met each other, she patted him on his shoulder, cried and said, “Son, its okay that you are not backed by big bosses! When Mommy become a gold-medal screenwriter, I will back you!”
 Luo Xiu: “……”
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 After Gu Nian became a gold-medal screenwriter and signed her contract with a up-and-coming media company, she was summoned to a meeting at their office.
 She texted Luo Xiu outside of the conference room, “Son! Mommy can back you now! Just you wait!”
 Soon after she sent the message, she heard a notification chime coming from in front of her.
 Gu Nian looked up, puzzled, and saw a very familiar handsome face.
 The secretary introduced the two of them, “Miss Gu, this is our CEO, Luo Xiu.”
 Gu Nian: …..?
 Secretary: “Boss Luo, this is….”
 “No need for introduction, I know her.” Luo Xiu looked up after he finished reading the text. His eyes a dark black color. “This is the boss who has been backing me behind the scene.”
 Everyone: ….? ? ?
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 Goofy can’t get out of the Marvel world, and only death can force him to quit.
 But the stupid system does not allow Gao Fei to die for no reason, only Gao Fei is allowed to sacrifice heroically for justice!
 So in the Marvel world, there is an undead monster that provokes the villain everywhere!
 “Loki, you are too weak!”
 “Chitarui, shoot at me!”
 “Dormammu, I’m here to die!”
 ” Thanos, snap your fingers!”
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 Si Qingyan was left with only a lonely soul after escaping death. She was about to go out for a walk, but was stopped by an ugly thing who called himself the Demon King. The Demon King opened his bloody mouth and laughed: "Hmph! You are unlucky to meet this Demon King. You will have snacks in your next life!" Si Qingyan tore off one of the Demon King's legs, and his eyes lit up: "Snacks, what snacks?"... 
 (This article looks serious on the surface, but it is actually a joke) 
 ———— 
 World 1: Visitors from the Netherworld [Urban Supernatural] "Walking corpses, exploring the secrets of the dead" 
 World 2: Salted Fish Movie Emperor [Entertainment Circle] "After a certain traffic star debuted, he chose to engage in nuclear weapons research" 
 World 3: Professional counterfeiting [Fictional Republic of China] "Every lost cultural relic is a fake made by me" 
 World World 4: Chickens fighting each other [Cultivation World] "How did the heroine Marisue become a strong man" 
 World 5: Time and space pawnshop [Plane travel] "Under the throne, everyone is salty" 
 World 6: Daily life of palace cats [Fictional modern world] "What to do if you become a cat" 
 World 7: Moon Elf King [Western fantasy] "The last hope of the elves" 
 World 8: Interstellar Journey [Fictional interstellar] "Human body and snake tail" 
 World 9: Swordsman Pingtian [Eastern fantasy] "One sword frosts fourteen states" 
 World 10: Lord of the Black Court [Fictional modern world] "Even if you go to jail, you must study hard" 
 World 11: The arrival of the Dark City God [Supernatural] "Food article" 
 World 12: White Deer Mountain God [Eastern fantasy] "Resurrection of the God Court"————
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 The rich and famous people in Lintian Private Highschool were always gathered together, and Yu Xing, who has always been careful, was miserably tricked.
 A group of rich classmates wrote a love letter to Sheng Yi in her name.
 Rumor has it that this senior was surly and frivolous; he was a mountain biker, a fierce fighter, and the most ruthless person. He was also unpredictable; he would smile with a pair of peach blossom eyes, but whoever messed with him suffered greatly.
 From then on, she had to stay cautious.
 Then one day, Yu Xing was in trouble and hid in someone else’s place, and she ran into a strange boy.
 He squatted in front of her and stared at the corner of her mouth, and told her with great interest, “You give me a kiss and I’ll help you get back, how about it?”
 Yu Xing gave a perfunctory smile. “I’m sorry, I already have someone I like.”
 Afraid that he wouldn’t believe her, she said emotionally, “He is the one who is the most powerful in Lintian Private Highschool. Our senior Sheng Yi is handsome and temperamental. I will live and die for him, and go to heaven and earth for his whole life!”
 The words just fell out of her mouth.
 The handsome teenager licked his lips and smiled–
 “Is that so?” The pair of peach blossom eyes were very attractive. “What a coincidence. I am Sheng Yi.”
 —–
 I see the Milky Way, vast and boundless for a hundred thousand miles, but you are my only star.
 *Exaggerated and fluffy, read this for personal enjoyment. Please do not look for depth or rich philosophical ideas about life, there are none here
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 Qi Cheng, confident, unruly, elegant and unrestrained, was conferred the title No.1 Pretender of XX High-School by his dorm-mate.
 One day, his peaceful life suddenly had many inexplicable options.
 By a dark corner, with a body full of injuries lay a handsome young man.
 【A Handsome Young Man From The Same School Was Detected 10 Meters Ahead. Do You Want To Help Him?】
 【A: Rescue and Flirt】
 【B: The Clothes Are Dirty, You Have To Help Wash Them \(≧▽≦)/】
 Qi Cheng raised his eyebrow and happily choose B. first before proceeding to chose A.
 In the school’s Conference Hall, excellent and indifferent student representatives hurry to the assembly hall. A speech draft falls to the ground.
 【[Two Meters Ahead, The Top Student Lost His Important Papers. Do You Want To Offer Him Help?】
 【A: Help When He Is Crying And His Eyes Are Red】
 【B: Still Want To See The Top Student Wail In Public】
 Qi Cheng bends down to pick up the speech draft from the ground and smirks.
 The principal invited a popular boy group to boost the morale for the school’s 26th-anniversary celebration.
 The boy group leader’s expression was very haughty, the curve of his mouth was flirtatious and somewhat aesthetic, the light hinting at his muscles.
 【The Handsome Superstar In Front IS About To Be Splashed With A Water Bottle By A Student In The Front Row. Do You Want To Help Him?]】
 【A: Don’t Help, Dancing Like That Is Nice]】
 【B: How Is One Bottle Of Water Enough】
 Qi ‘Serious’ Cheng narrowed his eyes, ”It’s a shameless option.”
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 In the cliché romance novel, “I‘ve been in love with you for a million years”, Jiang Baiyun, a second generation rich female villainess, committed suicide after her family went bankrupt. When she died, all she had left was a bank card with $8 million in it and a small villa in her name…
 The white-collar worker Jiang Baiyun woke up to find herself transmigrated as that rich second generation who had just began to swallow sleeping pills!
 And when she checked the number in the bank card, the newly transmigrated bankrupt rich girl almost fainted with excitement…
 God! Eight Million! I’m rich!
 As the big BOSS who controls the lifeline of the global economy, Ji Chen feels that life is not challenging.
 He watched on with indifference as the Jiang family went bankrupt. He could even watch his former fiancée Jiang Baiyun, whom he had never met, live on the streets because of the bankruptcy and it wouldn’t cause any ripples in his cold heart.
 Until one day, Ji Chen saw his former fiancée walking down the street, treating an LV as a fish basket while chewing on a fruit pancake in her hand.
 ……How can this woman be so leisurely!
 1- Hilarious writing, the author’s logic is dead 
 2- The woman is responsible for being handsome and dashing, the man is responsible for being funny. [not] 3- It’ll involve the entertainment industry, but the main character is a mudslide.
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 My Beautiful Teacher tells the story of a university graduate Qin Chao who can’t seem to find a job and is in a downward spiral in his life. Then one night as he walks home from another failed job interview, a vase hits his head, making him get possessed by an old and powerful evil spirit sealed in that vase and following another incidents, inadvertently saved a mysterious university teacher Su Ji, thereby opening his path to cultivation, he also manages to get a job as a security guard at Guangyuan School. A series of adventures then took place as he deals with all kinds of supernatural beings.
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 On the eve of her wedding night, the 3rd Miss of the Liu Family died suddenly. The all famous Chang-An swindler, Du Juan, made the prompt decision to take her place and married into Yong Ning Marquise Family.
 And from then on, there would no more be peaceful days.
 In a sentence, life is like chess, there’s no taking back a move.
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 After the battle, the beautiful senior sister shyly raised her face in front of you and slowly closed her eyes. At this time, you… 
 [Choice 1: Kiss her lips gently. Reward for completion: Thousand Leaves Wonder (Earth Grade, High Tier)] 
 [Choice 2: Kiss her on the forehead. Reward: Sword of Yin Yang (Earth Grade, Low Tier)] 
 [Choice 3: Hug her. Reward: Netherworld Treasure Scales (Black Grade, High Tier)] 
 [Choice 4: Say it as fast as you can: Senior Sister, what are you doing? Are you trying to seduce me? You’ve only fought with me once and want to be my girlfriend? Are you sure? Ah, do I go too far? But actually, I’ve always treated you as my sister. I’m sorry. Completion reward: Randomly basic attribute points+1] 
 Eh? The choice this time was too simple. Of course, it was four. 
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 Wen Jianyan was a fraudster that was best at deceiving people. 
 One day, he was suddenly forced to become a novice anchor in the Nightmare live broadcast room. 
 Wen Jianyan: “…..” 
 A newcomer became the most-watched anchor because he was too good at deceiving people. 
 He lied to his teammates to deceive the audience and NPCs. He could deceive people as well as ghosts. 
 Sooner or later this guy will overturn! 
 There were more and more spectators who were gloating with schadenfreude, looking forward for that day. 
 But…why was the mission in this live room getting more and more strange? 
 【Senior achor’s side quest: Kiss the evil spirit for 30 seconds】 
 【Reward: Unknown】 
 【Top anchor’s main quest: Undress the evil god for three minutes】 
 【Reward: Unknown】 
 Audience: Oh, the streamer has mastered a new wealth code? Hurry up, there’s something our paying viewers can’t watch! 
 The top boss approached step by step, whispering temptations: 
 “How is it? Selling CP? We can make the fake thing real.” 
 Wen Jianyan: “…..” 
 I’m sorry, I’m very principled, thank you for not deceiving yourself. 
 — Don’t come here!
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