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 Lin Wuyu did not spend the night at home, and left the house after eating the braised noodles. His mother complained that half of his voice was forcibly closed in the house.
 The only good news is that I heard "Your brother blablabla" only once today.
 In terms of presence, no one in this family can compare to "your brother".
 Although your brother is not in this family, but your brother's legend makes him still have the highest status in this family.
 In this ordinary weather with fine weather, moonlight and starry sky, and thousands of lights in the night, Lin Wuyu clipped the doll for half an hour and listened to the singing by street singers for half an hour on the night when ideal high school dogs were all immersed in hard work. I ordered a song and finally walked into the barbecue restaurant I always went to.
 "Old rules!" the boss standing behind the skewer shouted.
 "Yes." Lin Wuyu nodded.
 The old rule is to pack two in the same string. He brings one to the dormitory and the other to the dormitory next door. Although the behavior seems to cover up some unspeakable purpose, he actually likes to eat barbecue. There is no dormitory next door, he can also eat two servings, one at a uniform speed in the evening, and one serving early.
 He did not reply to the message on the phone. As usual, he would not reply to every message on purpose.
 When carrying the barbecue back to the dormitory, he carried the bag and accelerated, as usual, swept through the door of the uncle.
 Finally, as usual, the door of the dormitory next door was opened.
 All four people were in the dormitory, turning their heads to look at him together, the lens flashing.
 Lin Wuyu pushed his glasses, saying hello, and put the bag on the table by the door: "Just baked."
 When turning around and leaving the dormitory, Xu Tianbo followed: "Hey."
 Lin Wuyu turned his head.
 "Is there anyone..." Xu Tianbo took the dormitory door and asked in a low voice, "Is there anything impolite to you? Say something bad or something."
 "Several pieces of news, I haven't read it yet," Lin Wuyu thought about it. Today his phone rang quite a few times. He hadn't been in a mood to look at the phone. "What happened, did you send it? I complained to you from the school Discrimination."
 "Fart," Xu Tianbo laughed, but soon frowned and frowned, "Don't be affected by those people."
 "No one can influence me," Lin Wuyu patted his shoulder. "Thanks."
 After Xu Tianbo closed the door of the dormitory, Lin Wuyu returned to his dormitory.
 The feeling between the two suddenly changed a little subtly, which was a little frustrating.
 Several people in the dormitory have returned from the classroom self-study, and are lying on the table to open up a new battlefield.
 When Chen Mang came over to pick up the barbecue bag in his hand, he felt that the atmosphere in the dormitory was a little embarrassing, but no one mentioned the rooftop shouting.
 Their dorms generally do not discuss private matters.
 Of course, such a good housekeeping style was formed only after several people fought and fought several times.
 So now even if the rooftop is out of the box, as long as Lin Wuyu doesn't mention it, the other three people will never ask.
 "The power of me staying up late is here." Chen Mang opened the bag and took a bunch of chicken Jane to start eating.
 "Is that still the one?" Liu Ziyi also got up and walked over, asking a nonsense that was obviously held to ease the awkward atmosphere.
 "Well." Lin Wuyu responded. He didn't feel anything uncomfortable. Instead, a few roommates were so careful that he was a little offended.
 Usually brought back to the dormitory barbecue, Chen Mang they have to grab, or no one can eat Lin Wuyu.
 This person can eat half of 1v3.
 But today Lin Wuyu is obviously not very appetite. He only ate a third of the barbecue and lay back on the bed.
 He didn't intend to cover up his emotions. When he fell down, he fell down. It was boring to force the acting to show these people in the dormitory. He had been in a dormitory for three years. Who doesn't know who.
 Chen Mang and the few of them ignored him and seized this rare opportunity to sweep away the barbecue.
 Then the dormitory quickly became calm. Except Lin Wuyu, they all laid back on the table. The high school did not turn off the lights. They usually stayed in the middle of the night. Sometimes Lin Wuyu got up at three or four and went to the toilet to see Liu Ziyi's lights. Is bright.
 In a quiet review atmosphere, Lin Wuyu's mobile phone rang.
 He rolled over, touched the phone and first tuned his voice to vibration, then opened the message.
 It is a friend application. The avatar is very common. After all, more than half of the various heads are all kinds of anime heads.
 But the content of the friend application is very unusual.
 -Garbage metamorphosis
 Four words, Lin Wuyu took two or three seconds to react.
 This is scolding him.
 He frowned and ignored it. He glanced at the following applications for friends. Today, the applications for friends are very concentrated, and there is a slip below.
 In addition to the three normal applications with classes and names, there are four or five.
 -I didn't expect you to be so disgusting
 -About?
 -Dead garbage, be careful
 ...
 Lin Wuyu in the back did not take a closer look. There are quite a lot of news today.
 Some accidents.
 Some of the contemporary teenagers' expressions of likes and dislikes are so straightforward.
 When Xu Tianbo asked him, he still thought Xu Tianbo was worried. Now it seems that he heard something bad.
 Lin Wuyu tossed the phone aside, pulled the question from the side table, and started looking at it with his arm on his arm.
 Chen Mang reached over and turned on the desk lamp for him: "Do you think our dormitory is very cattle when you have the shortest myopia?"
 "Yeah," Lin Wuyu said, "not a cow?"
 "No cow," Chen Mang said, "You are short-sighted even if you don't read books. It's a tragedy."
 Lin Wuyu laughed: "I also watched it, how could it not be."
 "Look at the fart book." Ding Ji took the large glass bottle next to him, took a sip of honeysuckle water cooked by her grandmother, listened to the creaking sound of the chair, and reached for a chess piece on the chessboard in front of her.
 "I really haven't seen a student like you going to school, and I didn't feel so distracted when I went to school," Liu Jinpeng stared at the chessboard with a frown. "How did you get into high school?"
 Ding Ji smiled: "I want to..."
 "General!" Liu Jinpeng suddenly waved his hand, shouted suddenly, raised his voice, and dropped a piece of chess on the chessboard, pop!
 The bottle of honeysuckle fairy tea in Ding Ji's hand made him almost frightened.
 "Play a backgammon, you don't have to be so involved in the game," he glanced at Liu Jinpeng, put down the bottle, picked up a piece of white, and gently placed it on the chessboard, "I won."
 Liu Jinpeng stared at the three straight lines that appeared on the chessboard at the same time and froze for a while: "Is this all right?"
 "No matter what," Ding Ji clapped his hands. "Are you still playing?"
 "Stop playing!" Uncle Chen, who had been sitting next to the cigarette, answered. "You two have been playing backgammon for an afternoon. Isn't it enough? Almost. I want to play with paper painting. I'm waiting to play Go here." What! Old Li will be here soon."
 "Uncle Chen," Ding Jihong waved to Liu Jinpeng, beckoning him to make way, and then turned to look at Uncle Chen. "Uncle Li hasn't arrived yet, shall we come first?"
 Uncle Chen shook his eyebrows immediately and hesitated before speaking.
 Liu Jinpeng was amused on the side.
 Uncle Chen used to be the king of chess in these nearby hutongs. He won many championships in the Go tournament until the empty spaces gathered by the amateur blind-eyed players on the streets filled up.
 Until Ding Ji appeared.
 At that time, the junior high school student Ding Ji, who only took time to watch them play chess for a month, ended Chen Shu’s career as a chess king.
 As long as Ding Ji sat opposite, Uncle Chen never won again.
 When Ding Ji returned to the world of backgammon, he felt so relieved and happy that he almost sent a pennant.
 "Hey old Li! You can count it! Hurry!" Uncle Chen suddenly beckoned to the other side of the road, "Hurry!"
 Ding Ji looked back, and Uncle Li did arrive. He took a sip of tea with a smile, and stood up holding the big glass: "Does Peng Peng go to my house to eat?"
 "Which one do you have?" Liu Jinpeng asked.
 "My milk house." Ding Ji said.
 "Go." Liu Jinpeng clapped his hands.
 "Hurry up," Uncle Li came over. "You stay here to affect your uncle Chen."
 "No, no." Chen Shu said.
 "Then I..." Ding Ji stopped immediately and turned his head.
 "Go." Uncle Chen said.
 This street open-air "chess house" not only has a type of Go chess, six sets of stone tables and chairs, at least two kinds of chessboards are stacked on each table, and the neighborhood committee has also put a lot of care in the small grocery store next to it. Military chess checkers flying chess. However, there are many uncles and uncles who play chess in general, followed by Go. Although it is often time-consuming and amazing, it can create an illusion of "how elegant I am", so there are many people who play.
 Grandma’s house is not far from here, plus there is an open mini park next to it, with green space and Xiaoguang, it is a handsome resort that integrates skateboarding, parkour, BMX and street dance. Ding Ji has been in love since elementary school. Come here to soak, when on vacation, when truant from school, when running away from home, basically this is the first choice.
 "Did you return to your parents' home last week?" Liu Jinpeng asked as he walked. "Why are you back again? This time, you haven't been able to support you for ten days?"
 "Well," Ding Ji nodded, "not used."
 "What are you not used to?" Liu Jinpeng asked, "Always this sentence, you are not used to being in charge of you?"
 "Always you always ask." Ding Ji glanced at him. "It's not uncomfortable for them to control me. My grandfather also cares about me. If you don't honestly smoke me."
 "Yes," Liu Jinpeng looked into the distance, and quickly began to recall the past, but quickly withdrew from the memory, probably remembering that when he was a child, Grandpa Ding beat Ding Ji and took his hands to pack him up a few times. After a terrible experience, he nodded vigorously, "Yes, it sucked quite hard."
 "Rhinitis is gone," Ding Ji asked. "If it's not good, I just brought the spray from there. Take a bottle."
 "Okay," said Liu Jinpeng, and he was stunned for a while. "I told you about my rhinitis?"
 "Needless to say." Ding Ji replied.
 Liu Jinpeng looked at him and asked for a while: "How do you count... Oh no, you said it was not counted, then how did you guess?"
 Ding Ji also looked at him without a word.
 "Oh," Liu Jinpeng grew up with him after all, and he quickly reacted, and touched his nose. "Isn't it good to blow my nose and break my skin... Hey? Well!"
 Ding Ji hooked the corner of his mouth and ignored him. He stretched his arms and stretched: "Go for a walk, my grandmother made dumplings today."
 "Tell me! Tell me!" Liu Jinpeng did not give up. After Ding Ji insisted on not answering, he still kept talking about his analysis. "How do I see it? I didn't bring paper today, nor did I have a nasal voice." Alright... Any clues..."
 Ding Ji's good mood was ruined by his father's car parked downstairs.
 Although it did not destroy the cleanliness, the impact was not small. It was probably that the college entrance examination was approaching. My dad chased him over without even leaving him for three days.
 "Come back--" Grandma shouted in the kitchen as she opened the door.
 "I'm back--" Ding Ji replied.
 "Peng Peng is coming too?" Grandma shouted again.
 "Grandma is good--" Liu Jinpeng answered.
 "Dad." Ding Ji saw the dad who was sitting on the sofa looking at a book.
 "Well," Dad glanced at him, raised the book in his hand and dangled, "Are you reading?"
 "No." Ding Ji subconsciously denied it.
 My dad had a palmist book in his hands, which he bought at an old book stall for three dollars in the first grade of his elementary school, making up for the vacancy of the grandmother who wouldn’t read palmistry in pretending to be fooled. It will be taken out and turned over.
 "I took it yesterday," Liu Jinpeng quickly answered, saving Ding Jiyu from fire and water. "I'm looking for grandma to help me."
 "Grandma does not show palmistry," Dad glanced at him. "Are you still interested in these?"
 "Living old, learning old." Liu Jinpeng said.
 Dad smiled expressionlessly, stopped talking, and Ding Ji didn't find anything to say, so he entered the kitchen.
 Grandpa hasn't returned from the walk. The second aunt watered Grandma's flowers on the balcony. Grandma was in the kitchen and the living room was an embarrassing prison.
 "You have to say that your dad is here," Liu Jinpeng followed him into the kitchen and whispered, "I won't come."
 "I don't know he's coming." Ding Ji helped her grandmother to get the washed vegetables into the basket and asked, "When did he come? Why are you here?"
 "Come and catch you back," said the grandmother, "you didn't tell me that you stole it."
 "How old I am," Ding Ji said. "They didn't control me when I was in elementary school. Now that I'm getting married soon, I think of it."
 "This is a bit unfair," Liu Jinpeng said. "They started to manage when you were married for a few years, but they haven't been very successful."
 Ding Ji didn't make a sound, leaning against the back wall: "Don't talk nonsense, it's time to help, can you live a little in your eyes."
 "I depend." Liu Jinpeng glanced at him.
 "Chop stuffing." Grandma took a kitchen knife and rapped on the cutting board. The knife cut in half an inch.
 Liu Jinpeng pulled out his knife and began to work hard.
 "I'm definitely not going back with him tonight," Ding Ji didn't know whether he was talking to himself, or grandma or Liu Jinpeng. "Don't persuade anyone, I live here, I breathe. "
 "Well." Liu Jinpeng nodded.
 "After a while, I say go," Ding Ji said, "Peng Peng, please keep up with it."
 "OK." Liu Jinpeng raised his hand and rushed to his head to compare ok.
 Lin Wuyu didn't tell anyone about being spoofed in a friend's application, but a few people in the dormitory knew about it.
 It only took another two days to speak.
 "Do you want to think of a way?" Chen Mang asked, "You shouldn't have said this, we shouldn't ask, but has it been two or three days? Hasn't it stopped, this is a way to find a curse. Come on one by one."
 "Don't worry." Lin Wuyu was eating.
 "Tell Lao Lin," Liu Ziyi said. "He must be able to help deal with it. This affects emotions so much, how can I review it."
 "No effect." Lin Wuyu took a sip of soup, and the food in the cafeteria was a bit salty today.
 "Is that so patient?" Luo Chuan frowned.
 "It's not forbearable," Lin Wuyu thought for a while. "So let's say, these people don't deserve me to use a brain cell on them. I don't have time to waste on them."
 Chen Mang looked at him: "It makes sense that they just want to disgust you."
 "Give them a look and count them as I lose." Lin Wuyu put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, and stood up with a plate.
 "Eating so fast is bad for the stomach," Liu Ziyi couldn't help educating him, "Where to go?"
 "Shopping." Chen Mang answered with Lin Wuyu.
 Lin Wuyu doesn’t like to sit at his desk for review, because he puts too much pressure on him. He likes to wander around, take a look around, look around, find a place to daze, playground, street, square fountain, in his head. Reviewing the content over and over again.
 Relatively unfamiliar, the environment without familiar faces will make him feel at ease and feel that the world is his own.
 I never forget, I Yao Shunyu soup, I am the most powerful mountain king between heaven and earth.
 Today he walked quite far. This small square has been there twice before, and it is very lively at night. Actually, it is not suitable for review, but today he does not particularly want to review.
 He wanted to see life under the mountain.
 In the distance, the teenager jumped onto the railing on a skateboard. After falling down, he slid for another two meters. Someone was shooting a fancy shot under the backboard standing under the lights. The frame with the iron chain was smashed, 20 meters away. There are a few little girls holding guitars singing...
 How lively.
 Behind him is a scammer.
 "Let me see, just say a few words, male left female right? Then look at my left hand?"
 And the fool who rushed to beg.
 "No," Jianghu scammers probably don't cheat like this. "Don't you say this every time you see me?"
 "You haven't seen it for me," said the fool. "We have known each other for four or five years, although we are not too familiar..."
 "Forget it today, he is in a bad mood," the other voice was probably a liar's assistant, "coming later."
 That's not too sudden. Master Liar probably didn't have time to ask the fool's information. Of course not today.
 but.
 "Come on," the cheater said, "Go and buy me a bottle of water."
 Lin Wuyu was interested, listening intently to the movement behind him.
 The fool quickly bought the water and came back: "What is it?"
 "Hands," the liar said.
 A few seconds later, he said another sentence: "Is there a brother or sister?"
 "Yes." The fool was a little surprised. "Precise."
 "Have you ever been seriously ill or had anything else happened in high school or junior high school?" the liar asked again.
 "I... rely on!" The fool's voice rose, "I had a car accident in the first day! I have never told anyone about this! Can I see this? What do you think?"
 "Monkeyed," the liar said.
 Lin Wuyu couldn't help but turned around and glanced behind him.
 If this is true, it is indeed amazing.
 There were three people sitting on the steps behind him, the one in the middle should be a liar, and the person on the right was extending his left hand to him.
 The scammer is very young, about the same age as himself.
 But when he looked up here, Lin Wuyu raised an eyebrow.
 ......This will not be Xu Tianbo's brother for many years.
 The liar held a lollipop, and after staring at it for a few seconds, he found that Lin Wuyu didn't mean to turn back, he wrapped his tongue, and the lollipop stick was aimed at Lin Wuyu.
 "Look?" He lifted his chin.
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 Lin Wuyu has been named the academic god of his high school: calm, confident, and forever effortlessly able to get first place. Ding Ji flaunts his photographic memory and claims to be the most powerful person in the world. These two people who initially don’t have anything in common meet due to the spinning gears of fate. Lin Wuyu discovers that the seemingly sloppy, careless Ding Ji is in fact outstandingly smart. After a series of hilarious misunderstandings, the reason why Ding Ji is unwilling to be called a child prodigy gradually reveals itself. Two equally clever and exceptional teens, with similar yet not completely identical family troubles, slowly grow closer as they deepen their understanding of each other, little by little.
 The author’s writing is humorous, with a natural, flowing style. The personalities of these two sharply contrasting teens appear vividly on paper. Lin Wuyu’s occasional childishness under his cool-headed academic god appearance and Ding Ji’s kindheartedness and liveliness that can’t be concealed by his street king energy are revealed by the author’s various and amusing plots, leading the reader into wanting to further understand the new lives they are about to face.
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 The Queen of the elves wants to bear his child, the vatican’s saintess is his maid and the empire’s princess wants to elope with him.
 But his only concern was his delusion of taking down the creator of the world!
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 “Young Master Ye! What happened that year was an accident! I didn’t mean to do it!”
 “So, you don’t want to be responsible for it?” The handsome, quiet, elegant and magnificent man narrowed his eyes dangerously.
 There were two little buns next to him. One on the left and one on the right. Both also looked at her anxiously……
 During her coming of age ceremony, her scum older sister set her up and she ended up giving birth to two dead babies with unknown father.
 Four years later, the king returned!
 A jerk and a lowly bit*h tried to oppress her but received a slap on the face.
 Those who owed her, don’t even think about running away!
 Without paying attention, she became the notorious ghost doctor, the God of Painters that was revered by tens of thousands, and she even easily got her hands on a world-class giant star spirit tablet…..
 Once not careful, she was picked up by Ye Lixiao, the rumour ruthless and cold-blooded Patriarch of Ye Family that everyone was also afraid of.
 Everyone also said that Ye Lixiao was someone with a clear heart, did not have much desire and did not like to go near the opposite sex.
 Xing Luo: F***! If she knew who it was that simply spread this kind of rumours, she would definitely kill that bastard!
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 With a marriage contract forcefully done, he married her, and all she could do was comply, and resent him deeply for that and for all the following misunderstandings they faced, and she understood too late she loved him.
 But after a life of misfortunes, she’s reborn to the very beginning, the day he told her they were married, and she was determined to cherish him in her second life!
 Lin Mu Mu’s life goal is to : grow flowers and plants, and take care of Yun Ting.
 Yun Ting’s life principles are : Love Lin Mumu, Love Lin Mumu, Love Lin Mumu!
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 What are the heavens?
 Aloof and solitary, none can measure it’s might. It is law. It is commandment. It is merciless. It is unfeeling.
 Overlooking all existence, controlling the winds and clouds, stripping reward and punishment, leisurely yet capable. For these reasons, the Will of Heaven cannot be measured, the firmament cannot be approximated. Obey it and yield to it even though it may not be to one’s benefit. Oppose it and rebel against it, fortune and disaster however are hard to determine.
 Heaven, imprisoning the manifold existences like a deep well, the living things of the mortal world as mud.
 There existed such a very simple, very resolute frog at the bottom of the well, cautiously guarding his mind there were a few, faint rays of light, bearing the meager convictions to absolutely nibble upon swan meat. Step by step from amidst the mire of the mortal world, struggling to leave, step by step to exit the unseeable depths of the sordid, deep well.
 When he opened his great mouth towards the thoughts of nipping the swan, recklessly taking the firmament and swallowing it down in one bite! 　
 Chu Tian said, lacking money, demand even more money; lacking life, demand to pay with one’s life.
 This is exactly Chu Tian’s determined, most simple and firm principle.　　
 This principle is greater than heaven!
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 As a person who transmigrated into a novel written by himself, Qin Kaiyi experiences a huge pressure and burden.
 Even more so, he transmigrated as the villain and is forced to follow the plot. Qin Kaiyi expresses that he doesn’t want to write novels anymore.
 Qin Kaiyi: “WTF. transmigrating into the villain and being forced to follow the plot. Just let it be. Shen Feixiao, can you get the f*ck down from my body???
 Shen Feixiao: “Shixiong, I won’t.”
 Alright, actually this is just a stupid story about transmigrating into his own novel as the villain and getting pushed down by his own protagonist.
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 Xiao Qingrong thought he was going to die, but he wasn’t dead. The former male god system was transformed to a scum-washing system. In order to take care of this crying system 618, Xiao Qingrong once again embarked on the road of beating …
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 Xie Xi was someone with luck off the charts! The advantage was that any game could be easily cleared. The disadvantage was that all games were boring! Then one day, the words ‘Game loading’ appeared in front of his eyes and he began to clear real games!
 The emperor of luck ran into a bottleneck in the first game.
 Game Name: Love to the Left or Right
 The vampire prince has invited you to a meal. Will you go?
 Xie Xi: I won’t go.
 Arrow through the heart. The vampire prince says you can’t leave him and takes your life.
 After loading the file, Xie Xi changed the option: I will go.
 The housekeeper has cut off your head because of love and hatred.
 Xie Xi: ???
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 Lin Huai feels that he is an ordinary college student. He loves science, life, and living people, and is dedicated to making up for his lack of common sense with novels and TV series. 
 Apart from being a ghost in a dry well, devouring a city of ghosts, and robbing a cold college student, there is nothing special about him. 
 Today, he just wants to live a peaceful life of turning around occasionally. 
 Until he found out that the apartment he was going to rent was blocked. The note on the long table in the hall reads: “One of you is a ghost. If you catch that ghost, you will survive.” 
 Lin Huai: ? I really just want to rent a room. 
 “Little newcomer, don’t be afraid.” A hand put a hand on the weak and helpless shoulder of him, “I will protect you.” 
 Lin Huai was moved and nodded. 
 Then, the man named Chu Tianshu gave him a hearty smile. 
 “I’ll hammer that ghost for you soon.” 
 Lin Huai: (smiles)…I’ll hammer you first, okay? 
 (before dating) 
 Lin Huai: (behind the door) When I was still a ghost, the things I looked down on most were you low-level ghosts. I’m tired of all your scary wrists, you know? I’ll teach you a great… 
 Chu Tianshu: Lin Huai! You hold on! I’m here to save you! 
 Lin Huai: (turning his head) 嘤夤嘤 scared me to death that ghost wants to kill me, save me! 
 Chu Tianshu: …why did your head turn 180°? 
 Lin Huai: (correcting with both hands) You are wrong. 
 (after dating) 
 Lin Huai: (turning his head) What gift do you want for Christmas? 
 Chu Tianshu: You. 
 Lin Huai: Oh, then I’ll buy two gift boxes. 
 Chu Tianshu: ? ? What did you buy two boxes for? ? 
 Lin Huai: It doesn’t seem like a box can hold it? 
 Chu Tianshu: ? ? stop me 
 Lin Huai: Just kidding, hee hee 
 The sand sculpture ruffian is actually a sloppy skin attack that hides deeply * evil chaos does whatever you want, and occasionally pretends to be good, happy little madman suffers 
 All over the action, one is more beautiful than the other. 
 The timid but also watchable sand sculptures are hilarious and complaining!
 Content tags: supernatural monsters horror infinite flow cool text 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Lin Huai (Lin Huaixu), Chu Tianshu (Chu Tian) ┃ Supporting role: many ghosts, many people 
 One sentence introduction: I heard that you are Xiuer, and so am I 
 Concept: Smile is the bridge of communication, bravery is the pass of the wise. Just believing in yourself, being kind to others, and not forgetting respect for everyone can save hearts.
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 [The Fourth Disaster + No CP Group Portrait] On the game forum, a group of old netizens were ready to fight and angrily criticized the open world MMORPG Xiuxianji "Shizhouji" that claimed to beat the three factories for several days. But when they opened the server, they found that the three factories were really a little brother compared to it! The magnificent alien world, the ten continents in the sea, the three islands overseas, and the map that was so grand that it made people dizzy. The magnificent fairy myth, the gods, ghosts, monsters, monsters... There is also a world-class Xiuxian sect built from scratch with the efforts of countless players! * "Master, why is our sect known as the world's number one Xiuxian sect?" "Maybe because... there are too many people?" Fang Xianyu, who restarted the second round, looked at the group of leeks (crossed out) players with good self-PUA ability with a kind face, and was satisfied and decided to lead the players to start killing in the Xiuxian world. The newbie looked at the real-time online number of people - 5 million, and scratched his head in confusion. You call an organization of at least 5 million people a "Xianxian Sect"?
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 After waking up from the dream in Hong Kong Island, Zheng Jirong found that he had become Ling Lingqi's fellow junior Ling Lingfa, and as an agent, he lived in seclusion in the bustling city of Hong Kong Island as a butcher stall owner. 
 Before he could re-plan his life course, a familiar voice suddenly came from in front of the meat stall. 
 "Strengthening the mountains and overwhelming the world!" 
 “…” 
 "Afa! The country has a mission for you!"
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 After completing several transmigration missions perfectly, Shi Fei returned to his world with enough points and a bunch of skills he learned during the missions.
 When he returned, his goal was to eat, drink, sleep and win every day, and when he was bored, he would draw, design, write a book, become a hacker or cure someone who had a terminal illness.
 When the interest comes, he would go to a talent contest and get a ‘Best New Performer’ award or something in the entertainment industry.
 It seemed like the vests [disguises/covers] were getting more and more careless, and he was very satisfied with this life.
 Until one day, Shi Fei accidentally signed out his pen name when he was signing autographs for his fans.
 Fans:….
 Media:….
 Reporter: “Latest news, it turns out that the mysterious painter Mr. J, who once sold for a billion dollars, is the popular youngster Shi Fei.”
 Media: “The headline, the design industry’s rising star Ai Wei designer is actually the popular youngster Shi Fei.”
 Netizens: “Surprise, when a bastard stalked Shi Fei, he accidentally found out that he was actually Mr. Fei, the world’s best doctor.”
 Fan: “Honey, how many more vests [covers] do you have, I think even if you tell me now that you are the richest man in the world, I won’t be too surprised.”
 Shi Fei: “I’m not the world’s richest man, but the world’s richest man is my boyfriend.”
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 Hua Wu has been a villain in the Space-Time Alliance for many years, laying a foundation for the success of countless protagonists. Seeing that she was about to save enough points for retirement, she was forced to continue working as a guarantor to pay off her debts because her bad friends owed huge amounts of points and ran away. 
 Work is work, but no one told her that she has to change department! 
 When Hua Wu, who has outstanding achievements and was selected as the best villain every year, turned into a heroine… Everyone just wants her to retire as soon as possible. 
 Alliance: You are a heroine now, please control your behavior and don’t rob the villains of their jobs. 
 Hua Wu is full of apologies: Sorry, I’m used to being a villain. I will pay attention next time. 
 The Alliance watches her say sorry while pressing people on the ground and falls into silence. 
 Alliance: Do the villain’s work, so that the villain has no work to do, very good. 
 Hua Wu: You can consider me a villain. 
 Villain: Goodbye! 
 Hua Wu politely says ‘goodbye’ and give a big gift package – if you don’t do it, then die.
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