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 The presence of Qi Ying forced the scuffle to be interrupted.
 Unhealthy teenagers have always hung "do not hit girls" on their lips, and when they see accidental injuries, they stop a little bit.
 Yang Xinyuan only came here at this time. He didn't know what was happening. He thought it was Ji Rang's people and shouted, "Police are here!"
 As soon as the third person heard it, they turned around and ran.
 Yu Yan couldn't care about that much, rushed to Ji Rang to help Qi Ying, "Sister! Sister, where did you get hurt? Where does it hurt?"
 He was so scared that after asking for a long time, he remembered that Qi Ying couldn't hear, and he hurriedly pulled out his cell phone to call 120. The ambulance asked about the location. This was an alley. The car couldn't get in. Yu Xuan reported the location of the school gate.
 Hang up the phone and reach out to hold Qi Ying from Ji Rang's arms.
 The result was unmovable.
 Yu Yue was furious: "You let go!"
 Ji Rang glanced at him and raised his hands innocently.
 Only then did Yu Ying see that it was Qi Ying who was pulling Ji Ji tightly to keep his waist uniform away.
 What the **** is going on?
 Yu Yan patiently typed and showed her: sister, I will take you to the hospital.
 Unexpectedly, Qi Ying glanced at the screen of the mobile phone, but shook his head at him, his hands still clinging to Ji Rang, as if he was afraid he would disappear.
 Girls who like Ji Rang can line from the school gate to the opposite street, and there are many ways to chase him, but it is really the first one to hit him like this.
 Several of Qu Dazhuang were stunned by the side.
 Yu Yue was so angry that she couldn't communicate, and her head was in a mess. She just wanted to take Qi Ying to the hospital as soon as she could, grabbing her shoulders and dragging them back.
 The stick just hit her on the shoulder just now. When Yu Yue touched the wound, Qi Ying was almost in tears.
 Ji Rang suddenly pushed away Yu Yue with one palm.
 Just when Yu Yong scolded "you fucking", she saw Ji Rang lean over and hugged Qi Ying, and strode towards the school gate. He had no choice but to keep up.
 Qi Ying felt the pain of burning his shoulders. He could smell the smoky smell of the young man's body mixed with the saponaria on the collar. Hearing the heavy heartbeat of his chest, remember the day he was pulled back to the general's office.
 That day, the general rescued her from the bandit's den. When he returned to the general's house, he dismounted first, and held her in his arms in the same way, all the way into the house.
 She lifted her eyes slightly to see his chin, and her weather-beaten side profile.
 At this moment, the teenager's skin is much whiter and tenderer, and her body does not have the iron temperament to kill the fruit, even the facial features embedded in her flesh are slightly green.
 But she could feel the familiar atmosphere.
 It's her general.
 Ji Rang noticed the look in his arms and he looked down.
 The girl in her arms still pulled his horns tightly, raised her head slightly, and stared at him for a moment, seeing that he lowered his head, his lips twitched with a sweet smile, but his eyes were wet and shouted again. "General".
 Ji Rang only saw the mouth shape and didn't hear the voice. He didn't know what she was talking about, and asked her, "You can't speak?"
 The girl in her arms did not nod or shake her head, but just looked at him with those terrible eyes.
 Ji Rong smiled: "I can't hear or can't hear?"
 The words fell, his face sinking, and he suddenly remembered the special student who was rumored this morning.
 Martyr children, deaf girls, very beautiful.
 He tightened his arms and chuckled and laughed. "It's **** funny."
 The ambulance was quickly driving to the school gate.
 It was during the peak of school hours that people were coming and going at the school gate, and the ambulance rallied over, attracting a lot of attention. The security guard ran over two or three steps and asked the doctor who jumped out of the car: "What's the situation?"
 The doctor said, "Ambulance called by your school students, what about people?"
 Ji Rang held Qi Ying closer: "This."
 The security guard looked like "how did you mess up".
 Ji Rang's face did not change, and he caught Qi Ying in the ambulance in front of the eyes. Yu Yue climbed up and shouted eagerly: "Doctor, please help my sister look! Did she hurt her head?"
 Otherwise, why would you suddenly watch this season make this bastard?
 The doctor checked it briefly. "There is no obvious trauma to the head. Wait until the hospital for further testing."
 Yu Yan gave Ji Ran a stern look.
 Ji Rang dropped his eyes, and his lips seemed to be sloppy when he laughed: "Isn't it true that I have a good temper?"
 Yu Yan looked at Qi Jing who was sitting beside Ji Rong, and was still pulling Qi Ying, who was clinging to his clothes. He really beeped like a dog. The phone in my pocket rang suddenly.
 Take a look, his father called.
 Yu Yue was frightened.
 I picked it up, and Yu Cheng asked over there: "Did you finish school? I just got off work and now I'm here to pick you up and Yingying."
 Yu Yan really couldn't say it, shirk: "We can just go back by bus, and you don't follow the road."
 Yu Cheng said, "How can Yingying crowd the bus? You wait in school, and I'll be there soon."
 Yu Yue was almost crying, and was about to confess his fate. Qi Ying handed the screen of his mobile phone to his eyes, and said: Tell me, my new classmate and I went to the bookstore to buy stationery and tutorials, and we had to play a little more.
 If Yu Yue was pardoned, he hurriedly conveyed it. Yu Cheng learned that Qi Ying was so happy with his classmates.
 Hanging up the phone, Yu Min looked at the tired Ji Rang next to her, and buried her head to type and communicate with Qi Ying WeChat.
 ——Sister, do you know him?
 --Ok.
 —— / Frightened. How did you meet? Do you know who he is?
 -Ji Rang.
 ——Sister, I tell you, don't be fooled by his appearance, this person is not a good thing.
 — No, he's fine, I know.
 Yu Yue rolled her eyes with anger, almost swearing.
 You know what a fart.
 Is this **** second class poisonous and only brainwashed his obedient and quiet sister on the first day of school?
 The dog day's season is so harsh that his lower abdomen is still painful, and the doctor will have to see him for a while.
 The ambulance drove all the way to the hospital. Ji Rong said nothing during the whole process. After Qi Ying saw the doctor, he took the treatment ticket to settle the medical expenses. When he returned, he threw his brain to Yu Yue and turned away.
 Qi Ying just entered the treatment room and saw him about to leave. He ran out and grabbed the sleeves of his uniform that he put on his shoulders.
 Ji Rang didn't look back, just glanced down at Yu Yue next to him, and didn't know who was threatening: "I don't have so much patience."
 Yu Yue quickly went to Qi Ying's hand.
 She didn't want to let it go, but looking at Ji Rang's face, she also knew that what he had just said was not a good thing, her eyes were still red, but her fingers were loosened.
 Ji Rang shook his shoulders, patted his clothes, and walked towards the elevator.
 After taking two steps, the ghost sent a glance back.
 Qi Ying was still standing there, staring at his back. Seeing him look back, Xiao Xiao immediately smiled.
 The smile was careful to please.
 Ji let the heart feel a little irritable for a while, and he made a fuss, and accelerated his pace and left.
 As soon as he left the hospital, Qu Dazhuang called and asked him, "Let me, how about the woman who beat you up?"
 Ji Rang drew a cigarette from his pocket and said, "No big problem."
 Qu Dazhuang sighed: "Niu Bu, let me brother, you have to add another for your glorious history, there are girls to block your stick for you."
 Ji Rong laughed: "Get off."
 Qu Dazhuang also said, "Let me, how do the boys in the third middle school get it?"
 Ji Ran drew his head to grip the mobile phone, and found the lighter to light a cigarette. The wind blew through, and the smoke smell scattered. The nearby security guard shouted, "Hey, the hospital is not allowed to smoke!"
 Ji Rang glanced up at him, apparently only a teenager wearing a school uniform, but that look was inexplicably daunting.
 The security guard stepped back subconsciously.
 Ji Rang just smiled, stepped out of the door, and spoke softly toward the phone: "How to get it? Get it to death." 2k novel reading network
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 In her previous life, Qi Ying had been saved from the bandits’ cave by the General, and subsequently became the General’s concubine. The General never lost a single battle, and songs praising him spread far and wide. In the end, however, the General was mortally wounded, and died on the battlefield. When news of the General’s death reached Qi Ying’s ears, she hung herself from the beams without a moment’s hesitation — only to discover, upon waking up, that she has transmigrated to become a 17-year-old deaf and mute Qi Ying.
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 The youthful girl is neither able to hear any sound, nor is she able to speak; and yet, her eyes were as beautiful as the pure, white moonlight, and her character was extremely easygoing. One day, she met a cold and aloof male youth, whom everybody was afraid and wary of — her General.
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 The Ji Rang in everybody’s eyes:
 Horridly short tempered! Extremely rich! It’s best not to cross paths with him!
 The Ji Rang in Qi Ying’s eyes:
 The General is simply executing Heaven’s will and punishing the evildoers! The General is simply robbing the rich to feed the poor! The General is superb and amazing!
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 Ji Rang pressed Qi Ying against the wall:-
 Qi Ying: “Oh, when a boy presses a girl against the wall, he has every intention of kissing her, mua~!”
 Ji Rang: ???
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 “Ji Rang, did you really bring your girlfriend along to spectate our fight? Are you looking down on me right now?”
 “I’m not looking down on you. I just want to let my little fairy observe how I punish evildoers and reward kind people.”
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 Everyone’s afraid of Ji Rang;
 Nobody loves Ji Rang, except for Qi Ying.
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 This is a story about the pursuit of victory.
 – “I subscribe only to the theory of victory. I only pursue victory. As long as I am able to obtain victory, I don’t care if it’s total football or counterattack. What is the ultimate goal of professional soccer? In my opinion, it is victory, and the pinnacle of victory is to become the champions. I am a manager. If I don’t wish to lose my job or be forgotten by the people, there’s only one path for me to take, and that is to lead the team in obtaining victories, in obtaining championship titles!”
 The main character was not well-liked by people.
 – “…We conducted a survey which had been deemed by Manager Tony Twain as extremely meaningless. In a random street survey conducted, ninety-three percent of those surveyed chose the option ‘I hate Tony Twain’, while only seven percent chose the option ‘This person is rather decent, I like him’. It is worth noting that nobody chose the option ‘Who is Tony Twain? I don’t know him’. Mark, do you know why Manager Twain felt that our survey was very meaningless?” Parker, a reporter from laughed loudly and said when he was being interviewed by BBC.
 But there were also people who were madly in love with him.
 – “…Became the spokesperson of world-wide famous clothing brands, shot advertisements, frequented the fashion industry’s award ceremonies, endorsed electronic games, has a supermodel girlfriend. His earnings from advertisements exceed his club salary by seventeen times, owns a special column in various print medias, publishing his autobiography (in progress), and is even said that he is planning to shoot an inspirational film based off his own person experiences! Who can tell me which part of his life experiences is worthy of being called ‘inspirational’? Hold on….Are you all thinking that I’m referring to David Beckham? You’re sorely mistaken! I’m talking about Manager Tony Twain….”
 He was very knowledgeable about Chinese soccer.
 – “…I’ve heard about it, that Bora gifted four books to his manager Mr. Zhu before your country’s national team’s warm up match. After which, the team lost 1:3 to a nameless American team from Major League Soccer. The new excuse that Mr. Zhu gave for losing the match, was that Bora gifted ‘books’ (‘books’ and ‘lose’ are homophones in the Chinese language). Here, I recommend that you guys find out what that one specific book is. Which book? Of course the one that caused you all to score a goal. After that, tell me the title of the book. Before every match, I will gift ten copies of that same book to you. In that case, won’t you all be able to get a triumphant 10:0 win over your opponents every time?” An excerpt taken from Tony Twain’s special column in a certain famous Chinese sports newspaper.
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 After blowing up the car of her husband and his mistress. Gu Chunzhu, a business entrepreneur, opened her eyes and transmigrated to Xiaohetou Village, Ming Dynasty which was not in history.
 Having a crippled husband, two small skinny children. A thatched house, that seemed to collapse anytime and will leak when it rains.
 It won’t be easy…
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 Liu Zhe accidentally traveled to the Three Kingdoms and accidentally picked up a baby girl. At the age of twenty, he became the most doting brother to his sister. Adhering to the principle that girls should be rich, Liu Zhe began his journey to dominate the Three Kingdoms. Lu... "Our slogan is: only do business, not get involved in the struggle for hegemony..." "Lord, we captured Youzhou City!"
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 Transmigrated as a widow and live a noble life?
 That’s nice. Just teach the children, drink some wine, listen to operas, and even sneak a few little wolf dogs when you’re free.
 Gee, don’t be too unrestrained.
 Lu Jinxi’s golden abacus rattled loudly, but who would have guessed that human’s calculations were not as good as heaven’s calculations?
 At first glance, the man in the picture was a painted skin demon. He wished he could tear her apart and swallow her whole. He finally ran out of tricks and asked her to remarry. The crippled concubine-born son was actually the former crown prince who was secretive and coveted the mother.
 What’s even more terrifying was…
 The deceased husband who had died in the battlefield for six years came back from the dead.
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 The grand-master of ancient martial arts in Huaxia transmigrates to the Nine Provinces Continent where martial arts are most respected. Where the strong make and rules and weak obey. As a martial arts enthusiast, he swears to re-reach the pinnacle of cultivation, to slay whoever despises him and to rule the worlds in his own way.
 He will be the strong who make the rules others have to obey. 
 He will make his name known to all. 
 He will create a legend that will never fall.
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 Life is like a journey, I just went a little further... 
 The daily story of a street kid traveling through the Tang Dynasty... 
 The author of this book tries his best to ensure the following points: 
 Absolutely, Holy Mother Heart, no bitterness, no abuse of the master, no kid from a rich family will come out, provoke the protagonist and then the protagonist slaps him in the face. The protagonist is not lucky or a genius, but his IQ is absolutely online.
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 The Third Dimension is collapsing. The Fourth Dimension is descending.
 First it seemed that only technology would evolve, but who knew the world itself could too? It wasn’t as simple as climate change or tectonic movement. No, the fundamental laws of physics that governed everything were changing.
 Leonel was fairly lucky. His family was decently well off, his father loved him enough to brew vomit inducing nutrient rich smoothies every morning, and this was both the day of the National Championship and his 521st confession to his dream girl, Aina. As his father always said, nothing was more important than respect and persistence.
 Unfortunately, everything changed that night. At the after party of ages, the world reached a saturation point and an apocalypse descended.
 Abilities awakened. Sub-Dimensional Zones opened. Invalids rampaged through the Earth like a virus...
 Those who could evolve would have a slim chance for survival. Those who couldn’t would die.
 This novel will be a unique spin on the dungeon/system genre. Dungeons won't be dungeons and the system won't be a system... Take a look to find out what I maen :)
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 Time travel as Jia She's concubine Jia Cong 
 In order to let Jia Baoyu marry Xue Baochai with peace of mind, Jia Mu and others used tricks to trick Jia Cong and Lin Daiyu into getting married. 
 On the night of her wedding, Lin Daiyu made a rule 
 No consummation is allowed without permission 
 After learning the truth, Jia Baoyu regarded Jia Cong as a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh. 
 It happened that the Holy Emperor wanted to weaken the power of the four kings and eight princes, so he ordered each family to send people to the border. 
 Everyone understands that if they go here, they will die. 
 So under the arrangement of the Jia Mansion, Jia Cong was sent to be the scapegoat. 
 Fortunately, the enemy-killing upgrade system was activated at the right time. 
 By virtue of his military exploits, he was promoted to a high official position, and the emperor granted him a marriage, and he became a most prominent and powerful minister in the court. 
 When a news of victory reached Kyoto, the Jia family could not sit still. 
 Lin Daiyu: "He became a great hero of the Qian Kingdom?" 
 Jia Mu: "He should be dead, how could he be a highly respected minister?" 
 Jia Baoyu: "Whatever the powerful ministers are, the person in Sister Lin's heart is still me," 
 Jia Cong raised his knife: "I allow you to say it again,"
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 Let someone else go to war, you, lucky Austria, go get married! What the god of war can give you, the god of love can also give you.
 The smoke of the Napoleonic Wars has dissipated, and the Vienna system that once brought peace to Europe is riddled with holes. Beneath the seemingly peaceful appearance, there is a vortex of the times with undercurrents, the tranquility before the storm.
 The air is filled with the steaming mist of sweat, and the choking black smoke makes it hard to breathe. On the elegant dining table, a group of soldiers and fat men in suits are pushing each other, feasting on the feast called the world, hanging on the wall Van Gogh’s self-portrait with waltz in his ears.
 Suddenly the music turned into a march, and the picture also turned to the battlefield. Soldiers marched in a neat line, walking towards the machine gun barbed wire.
 A shell fell on the ground, and after the smoke passed, countless cavalry rushed to the artillery position.
 Accompanied by a loud noise, a wooden plane flew close to the ground, then pulled up rapidly, broke through the clouds, and shone brightly.
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 A Chinese student died in Europe due to a strange flying accident, and because of that accident, he took up a strange task. Resurrecting back in time, he became involved in the smoke of World War II.
 This describes his journey as he survives in this world of chaos, while maintaining his ideals.
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 The Medal of Blood, the Medal of Honor and Loyalty, brought Wang Weiguo to the beer hall and participated in this riot that stirred up the whole of Germany!
 The invincible war summoning system will follow!
 Imperial tanks are not practical? Then summon the T-34 drawing out! Not yet? Is T-44 enough? T-54 unhappy? Shelling armor-piercing projectiles, composite armor, all loaded on the Imperial tank!
 The empire’s army is somewhat small? Well, watch me summon a powerful army of soldiers!
 Report, Mussolini is dead! Well, this matter is a bit difficult, it seems that only a puppet can be summoned!
 This is a World War II text that respects history, and it is also a cool text with a system!
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 As for me, Lao Li, I don’t like fighting and killing. Let’s sit down and talk about something. 
 What? 
 Can't sit down? 
 Second Battalion Commander, take out my nuke! 
 Adjusted angle. 
 First nuclear level the cherry blossoms, and then liberate the eagle sauce. 
 To me, Lao Li, the firepower is the truth! 
 The truth is as far as the firepower covers!
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