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 Jiang Zicheng's rainbow fart not only missed the spot, but also caught the horse's hoof. If there is an "embarrassing atmosphere catcher" at the scene, it is estimated that the captured figures can instantly break the upper limit.
 He held the big boss's hand, and neither withdrew it nor continued to stretch it out. A pair of big eyes looked at him eagerly, his light brown pierced eyes were filled with endless annoyance, and the whole body was full of two words: stiffness.
 Xie Beiwang has a good temperament. He has such a big oolong, and he didn't take it to heart. His face was flat and steady, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was so accurate as to measure it with a protractor. One part seemed to be too important, and one part seemed to be too small Too negligent.
 But think about it, after all, people are big brothers, and they have seen a lot of ups and downs. What is the trivial matter of calling the wrong name.
 Not to mention being called Xie Tianlang, even if he is called Xie Manyue, Xie Wangong, etc., it is estimated that he won't make his eyebrows move.
 Jiang Zicheng comforted himself so in his heart, and secretly pulled his paws back from President Xie's palm... Hey, why is President Xie so strong?
 The man's fingers were almost pinching Jiang Zicheng's knuckles, and when he withdrew inch by inch, Jiang Zicheng felt that the skin on his hands was shaved off.
 He was stunned, and an unspeakable sense of crisis went straight from the soles of his feet to the back of his head-he wouldn't be so unlucky. The first day he entered Ricci Entertainment, he opened the "Man, you successfully caused my Pay attention to the copy of ", right?
 Xie Beiwang is tall, and his tailor-made suit loyally wraps his body, which makes him stand out from the crowd. The lights in the banquet passed through the crowd and sprinkled on him, and the shadow cast just happened to cover Jiangzicheng.
 The retreat in Jiang Zicheng's heart is getting lower and lower, like a downward elevator in a department store, supporting him to withdraw.
 Fortunately, at the critical moment, the secretary who was waiting for a long time next to him reminded the domineering president in a low voice: "Mr. Xie, the time is up."
 Xie Beiwang looked at the watch on his wrist and gave a soft "um", indicating that he knew it.
 He turned and left without any greetings before leaving the field. Neither Uncle Cai nor Jiang Zicheng could get a "goodbye" from him.
 However, the colder he behaves, the more at ease Jiang Zicheng-he must have been thinking too much just now. Mr. Xie was just holding on to his paws. What could this explain?
 …
 Ten minutes later, Xie Beiwang stood on the main stage in the center of the banquet. The man next to him is Huang Yue, the veteran actor who won the Golden Phoenix Award for Lifetime Achievement. Huang Yue and the old president are of the same generation. They have been in Ruici Entertainment since the company was first established. He has been rooted for many years, privately, Xie Beiwang. Also call him "Uncle Huang".
 This banquet was nominally Huang Yue’s celebration banquet. Xie Beiwang gave him the first opportunity to speak, which gave him plenty of face.
 The two men on the stage, one mature and funny, the other serious and indifferent, are equally eye-catching.
 Jiang Zicheng was in the tail of the crowd, pretending to listen carefully, but his brain hadn't known where he was flying.
 Ricci Entertainment is a big business, and a celebration banquet is often attended by hundreds of people. Several leaders take the stage to speak in turn. If everyone delays for a while, he will be fined to stand in the audience for an hour. In such a comparison, his former owner is better. The small company has only 20 people. The celebration banquet goes to hot pot restaurants, crayfish and skewers stalls. When the company is most difficult, the proprietress personally cooks them hometown dishes.
 Thinking of this, Jiang Zicheng touched his stomach, quietly stepped back a few steps, slid against the wall of the venue, and walked towards the cold dining table in the back row.
 He thought his retreat was unconscious, but he didn't know that his every move fell in the eyes of the people on the stage, it couldn't be more clear.
 Xie Beiwang stood beside Huang Yue, standing solemnly, his expression dark. Everyone knows that this young Mr. Xie is unsmiling. No one has ever seen any exhilaration, sadness, anger, and urgency on his face. He will always be the same poker face, from work to get off work.
 Xie Bei winked at the secretary in the audience. The secretary ran to President Xie in a hurry. He half-bended respectfully, leaned down, and waited for President Xie's order.
 Just listen to Xie Beiwang whispered: "Remove the buffet."
 Secretary: "...Huh?"
 Xie Beiwang glanced at him lightly.
 The secretary didn't dare to ask why, but he ran off the stage, called the person in charge of the banquet, and told her to quickly let all the things that can be heard in the hall disappear within a minute.
 The person in charge of the banquet asked cautiously: "What about the wine?"
 The secretary frowned and thought for a while: "Keep the wine, but keep a few less, don't adjust the five, five, six, seven, seven, eight."
 The employees of Rui Ci Entertainment are well-trained, orders are issued layer by layer, and the response speed is extremely fast.
 So when Jiang Zicheng finally reached the side of the cold dining table, his index finger moved to eat, suddenly those beautiful silver trays disappeared from him one by one.
 Jiangzicheng had already smelled the small tuna sandwiches with caviar on the cold table. The delicious water was too late to secrete, and the food slipped away.
 Seeing that the last plate was about to disappear, Jiang Zicheng hurriedly stopped the waiter.
 The waiter asked: "What's the matter?"
 Jiang Zicheng didn't speak, but squeezed a pitiful, weak and helpless smile on his face. His appearance is male and female, his eyes are light brown and his eyelashes are slashed. He doesn't need to speak. People who see him will naturally fill his brain with all kinds of grievances.
 The waiter was hired from outside and had not received professional "anti-beauty training." He was defeated in less than three seconds. Seeing that the leader hadn't noticed, he hurriedly stuffed a stack of chives and butter biscuits into Jiang Zicheng's hands.
 Jiangzicheng doesn't pick it either, it's good to have something to fill your stomach.
 He smiled sweetly at the waiter, secretly filled with dry food, and planned to find a place to fill his stomach.
 The banquet hall couldn't stay any longer. He came to Ricci Entertainment for the first time. After groping in the banquet hall for a long time, he finally found a path leading to the garden. Before leaving, he "smuggled" another glass of wine for fear of choking himself.
 The man on the stage watched him rampage in the banquet hall with a calm expression. It felt like he had seen the ferret raised by his younger sister. He had a beautiful and attractive skin, but it was a pity that he was acting silly and fufu.
 Make people laugh.
 …
 Jiang Zicheng went into the small garden and feasted on the little biscuits. This biscuit is much more delicious than the ones sold in the world. The ingredients are full and fragrant. After one bite, the taste of butter spreads between the lips and teeth, sweet but not greasy.
 Jiang Zicheng seized the time to fill his stomach and kept eating.
 Suddenly, there was a rustle in the bushes beside him, as if something was digging in.
 Jiang Zicheng is not afraid of mice and pythons appearing on the company lawn. It is estimated that some wild cats and dogs have been entered. He boldly brushed aside the bushes and looked inside—
 —Peasy eyes, a long body, four short legs with a big shiny tail...what is this, is it a weasel?
 The little animals in front of them are very beautiful, just because they drilled around in the bushes, their snow-white fur was stained with a lot of dead branches and leaves, and they looked dirty.
 The little animal raised his head and yelled twice at Jiang Zicheng, his voice was fine and sharp, as if he was acting like a baby.
 It looked at Jiang Zicheng with a pair of black bean eyes, its little nose twitching, and it looked flattering.
 Jiang Zicheng thought for a while, picked up the biscuit in his hand and shook it around. Sure enough, the little animal's sight was firmly locked on the biscuit. When he turned to the left, it looked to the left, and when he turned to the right, it looked to the right.
 Seeing that it was exquisite and cute, Jiang Zicheng was not afraid that this "weasel" would hurt himself, so he simply squatted down, broke the biscuits, and held it in his palm to feed it.
 While feeding, he teased the "weasel": "Are you a male weasel or a female weasel? I saved my ration for you, but you must remember to repay me. If you are a male, give me a cow and a horse. If you are a mother, just warm my bed...hey forget it, if you are a mother, just wash and cook for me. Okay?"
 The little "weasel" naturally didn't understand, so his little head plunged into the palm of his hand, and he kept sniffing while eating.
 It has a small appetite, and its waist is not as thick as Jiang Zicheng's wrists. It can't eat half of the biscuits.
 Seeing that it was docile, Jiang Zicheng simply hugged it, but when he touched it, he felt a thin collar hanging on its neck-it was said to be a collar, more like a necklace, with shining golden light. When the nail is pinched, it feels like pure gold.
 It seems that it should be a pet raised by someone. The owner is either rich or noble, and must be a guest of this banquet.
 I don't know who is so strange to raise a "weasel" as a pet.
 Jiang Zicheng put his arms around it, raised its head, and stared into its eyes.
 The little animal was mischievous and tight, moving left and right in its arms, without stopping for a moment, Jiang Zicheng spent a long time looking at it.
 The young man's light brown eyes reflected the figure of the small animal. His eyes were clear. The naughty little guy seemed to be bewitched by him. He raised his neck and stared blankly in his direction.
 At the same time, Jiang Zicheng counted down silently in his heart.
 Ten, nine, eight, seven... three, two, one!
 When the last second countdown ended, a clear image suddenly rushed into his brain. This impact is not a long-term memory, nor is it what is happening right now, it is very abruptly surfaced in his brain, and all the details are unavoidable.
 He had anticipated this sudden scene a long time ago. There is no panic on his face, just like watching a movie, watching this magical image quietly from the perspective of a bystander.
 In the picture, this cute little white animal is lying under the bay window, and the warm sunlight spills in from the window, scorching its fur.
 It rolled over lazily, and its long body twisted flexibly. The short limbs hooked and hugged the small toy next to him, then twisted his whole body and climbed up. The round little head was resting on the toy.
 "Oh oh oh thank you Dabai, you are so cute! Don't move, you keep it, let Mommy take pictures of you!"
 One of his hands appeared in the line of sight. Those hands were white and delicate, and they were the hands of the girl. Disregarding her image, she lay on the bay window, picked up her mobile phone, and shot the soft and furry little animal from 800 angles.
 After the photo was taken, she was eager to edit the pictures and add filters. After her careful selection, she finally selected nine beautiful pictures and published them on a Weibo named "@我们与共来吸兔子" .
 —At this point, the entire image turned into a cloud of white mist, gradually dissipating.
 Although this video has a lot of content, it seems to have pressed the accelerator key in Jiang Zicheng's mind, and it played to the end in a few seconds.
 In the eyes of outsiders, Jiang Zicheng just hugged the ferret and looked at it blankly for a while, no one knew what kind of spectacle was displayed in his brain.
 The ferret in the image has a rounder body, more luxuriant hair, and a thicker tail. It looks like an adult. And now the little guy in Jiang Zicheng's arms is obviously still a juvenile baby.
 "So—" Jiang Zicheng blinked, holding the small slender waist of the ferret with both hands, and holding it in front of him, the ferret bent down curiously, and the moist little nose reached the tip of Jiang Zicheng's nose. The young man looked at the little guy in his hands intently, with a longing tone and full of expectation, "—The future Weibo big V is in my hands?!!!"
 He has just counted it carefully. There are more than six million fans of @我们
 Jiang Zicheng sparsely hugged the Weibo big V in his arms, and decided to feed it another small biscuit.
 It's a pity that the hostess who appeared in the video just now can't see what she looks like, otherwise he can take it to the host now.
 However, Jiang Zicheng still remembers how the girl called this white mink in the video.
 She called it "Xie Dabai".
 Xie Dabai, Xie Dabai... Thanks?
 …It’s never so coincidental, right?
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 Jiang Zicheng has had supernatural powers since he was a child. As long as he looks at a person (or animal), he will have three chances to see the future of this person. 
 With this ability, he is in the entertainment circle like a fish in water, avoiding countless risks.
 The first movie he starred in was a niche literary film, and he was upset and won the Golden Lion Award for the best movie. 
 Optimistic film and television projects could not attract investment, so he went to the racetrack and took back a lot of cash. 
 Wan Piao invested in a restaurant. Within two years, there were branches all over the place and he made a lot of money.
 One day, at a dinner party, Jiang Zicheng met a boss in the circle who was also his future boss. 
 Look at each other… 
 ……what? ? ? In the future he saw, why would he kneel under the suit and trousers of the boss and beg him to let him go?
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 Instructions for the use of predictive ability: 
 1. Need to look at each other for ten seconds 
 2. What you see is random 
 3. Each person/animal can only predict his/her/its three futures 
 4. Unable to activate the ability through the lens (including contact lenses, cosmetic lenses) 
 5…….?
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 Yu Chu was a powerful character in a novel who constantly stirred up trouble, but after transmigrating, he turned from a little demon that kept the masses under his spell into a pitiful little thing that everyone bullied.
 Drugging, power struggles, fratricidal rivalries… Yu Chu resolved everything one by one. He snickered and prepared to recuperate in this peaceful world. As for those noisy “flies” that disturbed him, they were slapped to death by his hand.
 Looking at those foolish “flies”, Yu Chu did not have the slightest ups and downs inside and slowly extended his hand of fate to the “flies” necks…
 Slap!
 The hand of fate was heavily slapped away.
 “What are you staring at people for? It’s just that you didn’t get the last two custard buns. Do you still want to kill and rob them for the buns?” Xie XingMu, with his serious handsome face, lectured him coldly.
 Yu Chu was very dissatisfied with this mysterious pseudo-‘former personal bodyguard’.
 Even though Xie XingMu was tall, handsome, and rich, and had saved him many times from life and death; even though this man, as a former bodyguard, gave him food, shelter, and money when he, a young man, was living on the street, he was not pleased.
 Xie XingMu controlled him to death in all aspects, not only checked his whereabouts at any time, but also installed a tracker on his cell phone, and was always buzzing around like an old mother.
 Yu Chu was living with this oppressive wife and touched the back of his hand, which was slapped red. He was fierce in his heart: Sooner or later, I will kill this biggest “fly” by holding it down.
 Later, he was held down, indeed, held down.
 He cried and was pressed beneath Xie XingMu and almost killed.
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 Gu YuMian works as a zookeeper and lives a stable life. Until one day, when he transmigrates to the interstellar era which is different from what he imagined.
 Hot microblog search: #Humans have been officially listed as an endangered species.#
 The headline of the daily newspaper: [Annual salary is ten million, and there is no one to take it?! Mainecoon Cat Prime Minister said he offered high prices to recruit service workers for grooming, cat cooking, and manicure cutting, but no one has applied in fifty years.]
 Gu YuMian: ….
 Ten million a year? Coincidentally, he was a professional zookeeper.
 Other anchors focus on things popular, fans and intrigue. Gu YuMian focuses on making leopard meals, combing ErHa’s hair and feeding a panda cub. His live broadcast became more popular.
 After a long time, Gu YuMian found out that the snow leopard he picked up was the Emperor of the Empire, the panda was a famous star, and Erha was the hottest novelist in the whole world?!
 Grumpy, gloomy, childish, snow leopard Emperor x suffering human
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 After being fired, Lu Qingjiu finally decided to return to his hometown to farm.
 At first, he started raising a pig, and then he found that the pig could solve more high-level math questions than he could.
 After that, he started raising a flock of chickens, and then he found that his own fighting ability was one-tenth of that of a single chicken.
 Finally, Lu Qingjiu finally realised that this old home wasn’t quite right… Especially a certain person by his side who constantly stared at him day in and day out.
 Lu Qingjiu: “Are you drooling because of the spicy stir-fry I’m holding or because of me?”
 Bai Yuehu pointed at the stir-fry.
 Lu Qingjiu: “Then can you let go??”
 Bai Yuehu reluctantly glanced at Lu Qingjiu’s arm, before loosening his teeth.
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 Huo Linfeng, the son of the Marquis of Dingbei, fell victim to the schemes of treacherous court officials; his expedition towards his career was halted and instead, he was dispatched to Xigan Ridge to be an official. There was a Bufan Palace in the Xigan Ridge, the infamy of the Four Great Palace Lords was widely known. Among them, the Second Palace Lord, Rong Luoyun was a notorious beauty and rumoured to be a pervert. In the name of vanquishing the power of evil, Huo Linfeng sneaked into Bufan Palace as a spy, but unexpectedly formed a strange relationship with Rong Luoyun; he proceeded to come into consensus with the enemy that resulted into a union of a hundred years…uncovering unsettled scores and secrets from past events, and together, hand in hand, they pulled off the greatest of achievements.
 As gratitude and resentment entangle, tragedies are formed from love and hate.
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 The youngest, silly fourteenth son of the Yan Emperor had reached the age where he should be given a separated territory now. He rejected the wealthy land, neighbouring the capital city, and instead chose the wildest land in the western region— Liangcheng. Everyone shook their heads and sighed. A fool is indeed a fool. If you go to Liangcheng, you will be killed by barbarians in less than three to five years. 
 One year later, the watermelon presented to the Emperor as the tribute from Liangcheng in the west was sweet and crispy. There was no one in the palace who did not love it. 
 Two years later, Liangcheng presented corn as a tribute to the Emperor. The yield was high, and the taste was good. No one in the country could resist liking it. 
 Three years later, Liangcheng defeated the barbarians and presented their prisoners in front of the imperial court. The people of Yan were excited and their morale was greatly boosted. 
 Four years later… Everyone said that the fourteenth prince Mingyu was a fool, while the little fatty Yu, who transmigrated with the golden finger, chuckled. Let’s see how you guys look at this fool build his own territory, then. 
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 The first day Song Yan transferred to his new school, he met his new roommate being blocked by gangsters in an alley asking to pay up a debt.
 The stick in the new roommate’s hands fell, and the little gangster fled in defeat, but didn’t forget to yell in anger while running:
 “Look at your little white face, if you find a wealthy woman and get rich, how can you still be afraid to pay up!”
 The new roommate looked on in approval, and seemed to have realized the light: “Makes sense.”
 Song Yan: “……” What kind of nonsense.
 So to block his new roommate from going astray, Song Yan began the road to ruin of targeted poverty alleviation for pure and beautiful male high school students.
 No money to buy dinner, so he treated him. No money for book expenses, so he sponsored it. No money for a scarf, so he took advantage of the buy one get one promotion from the store in front of the school to send him a scarf.
 The eldest young master Song who already had his expenses cut off by his family had no choice but to learn to be thrifty and hardworking.
 Later, his dad brought him to attend a dinner banquet: “Come, Xiao Yan, let me introduce you to grandpa Xia’s grandson, Xia Zhiye.”
 Song Yan looked at the boy in front of him wearing a custom-made suit, with the worn out scarf that he dredged out from the buy one get one promotion in front of the school wrapped around his neck, and expressionlessly raised up a knife.
 That night, in some male high school’s dorm room came the yell of domestic violence: “f*ck off, don’t pretend to be poor with me!”
 However the target of the domestic violence patiently coaxed him: “I didn’t pretend to be poor, I’m really poor. But later on I’ll be very rich, and I’ll even give it to my boyfriend to manage, so how about you consider it again?”
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 Jiang Chen, a young gaming genius, took his team to seize first place in the Wandering Dream Professional League Tournament, and became the consecutive champion for both the first and second season.
 He should have had boundless prospects, but his body, to no avail, suffered from a terminal illness, forcing him to retire at the pinnacle of his career.
 Unreconciled, smashing a cracked pot, at an impasse…… Jiang Chen decided to take a gamble on his life, choosing to freeze himself.
 Thirty years later, Evergreen Alliance’s 《 Wandering Dream 》 brazenly took the first step and became the first virtual reality game in the entire world.
 Numerous players flared with passion — those withdrawn into holes, those retired, new fans, old fans, one after another, they came pouring into the game.
 Jiang Chen awakened from his freezing, his hot blood having not yet cooled down, and stepped forward as well.
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 Li Shuoxing, the god author of male frequency, got an extra love nurturing app out of thin air in his phone.
 The rules of the game required him to interact with the virtual character “Su Mingqian” to increase his love value and unlock more functions.
 Li Shuoxing soon experienced the true reality of Krypton Gold players.
 Stage one: “tr*sh game, don’t try to cheat Krypton.”
 Stage two: “I can’t be fooled and suffer a loss to buy a dollar gift bag.”
 Stage three: “One more Krypton and I’ll stop.”
 Stage four: “Don’t stop me, for my cub, I’m willing to Krypton the whole world!”
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 Stage N: “For every additional 10000 votes, I’ll add 10000 words; monthly tickets can be lost, the King of Fire must be won!”
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 Childhood, upbringing, family background, social relations, traumatic experiences…
 We keep reviewing and seeking out the motives of criminals, exploring the subtlest emotions driving them. It’s not to put ourselves in their shoes and sympathize, or even forgive them; it’s not to find some reasons to exculpate their crimes; it’s not to kneel down before the so-called “complexity of human nature”; nor to introspect social conflicts, much less to alienate ourselves into monsters.
 We just want to have a fair trial – for ourselves and for those who still have hope for the world.
 A seme thug specialized in dealing with various kinds of disobedience vs. a cowardly and dissolute uke descended from a rich family
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 “You mean that Prince Yu wants to marry me?”
 “Exactly, young master, Prince Yu wants to marry you!”
 “Hell no! Is he out of his mind? Even if woman is a rare species nowadays, as the prince, he could have a chance to marry one. Is it because he got excluded, or maybe he has sexual impotence, so he could only marry a man?”
 “No, Prince Yu is charming, majestic, endowed with civil and martial virtues, and also in perfect health.”
 “Then why would he marry me?”
 “Maybe because of your reputation out there.”
 “Reputation? Am I quite famous?”
 “Of course. Young master, you’re far-famed.”
 “Really? What did they say about me?”
 “They said you are ugly, good-for-nothing, short-lived, a freak, with no morals, and shameless…”
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 Grandpa Yu often repeated beside the ear of Yu Zhen, saying that he(YZ) has a soul in his body. If he doesn’t properly train in asceticism, and raise then send away the powerful soul, in this lifetime he would have to live as a bachelor. In his next lifetime he would be reborn as a lifestock animal.
 Yu Zhen played on his mobile and nodded. On the surface he replied, “Uh-huh”. In his heart he laughed, “hahaha”. Keeping his grandfather in the dark was amusing so the lie was repeated for over ten years without Yu Zhen getting tired of it.
 After some years, Grandpa Yu passed away and a cold-faced handsome guy came to his door in a luxury car – with a household register in his hands.
 …..
 Yu Zhen: The soul in my body reincarnated into someone else’s body to demand repayment, what should I do!
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 Here’s the thing. 
 The big demon Baiju, who was invited down the mountain by the Demon Management Bureau, was very satisfied with the guardian assigned to him. 
 He was tall and had long legs, with a clean face and a calm temperament. He also cooked well. 
 And although there was always a strange murmurs from his heart, it wasn’t a big deal. 
 The only thing that puzzled him was that this human seemed to like to play with his white hair. 
 Xiao Yao, renown for his elite untouchable presence, with his face buried in dog fur: Hey.
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