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 There are two classes left on Saturday morning before school ends.
 The head teacher took two math classes, and ten minutes before school ended, the election of class cadres began again.
 When the class cadres were selected for the first time, there were still a few students in the class who wanted to recommend themselves, but unfortunately they were all scared off by Song Zhaolan's partners with their eyes full of coercion.
 Now that they have re-elected, the other students first looked at Song Zhaolan, and then at the faces of their companions who were full of reluctance, and they couldn't bear it.
 "Teacher, can I recommend Song Zhaolan to continue to be our monitor?" a girl asked.
 "Then I recommend Zhao Mingdeng to be our disciplinary committee member!"
 "Yu Xiaohui, let's be a literary and art committee member!" A boy shouted, and the boys around him immediately laughed eccentrically.
 As early as the beginning of school, the boys would discuss the beauties in the class in private, especially Yu Xiaohui, who is the most temperamental. She is cold and aloof and rarely talks. Sitting there quietly is a picture. Someone secretly named her Xiaolong in Class A Female.
 At this time, the little dragon girl in class A turned her head and looked at them after hearing the words, the boys suddenly became excited, and then the little dragon girl frowned unobtrusively.
 They are all female disciples of the Yushan Sect and have no interest in men.
 Yu Xiaohui withdrew her gaze casually: "I, Yushan...Yu Xiaohui only listens to Song Zhaolan's orders, you go away."
 All the boys: ...Damn!
 Song Zhaolan, you public enemy of boys!
 Song Zhaolan didn't notice the jealous eyes of the boys, and asked instead, "Do you want to be a writer?"
 Yu Xiaohui shook her head.
 "That would be inappropriate."
 "it is good."
 Class teacher: "..." Do you still see me? !
 In the end, the head teacher simply named a group of class cadres by name. As for Song Zhaolan, he was made a nominal deputy class leader. It was considered an honorary position for a student with good grades. He didn't need to do anything, as long as he could restrain himself. It is the greatest respect for his work!
 After school, Song Zhaolan went outside with her bag on her back, followed by people from various factions. More than a dozen people walked neatly on the road, attracting the attention of passersby, until they bumped into another group of people showing off their might.
 When the enemy met, they were extremely jealous.
 The people on both sides stopped at the same time.
 The people around still wanted to stop and watch the fun, but they were forced to retreat by the ferocious faces of Class F.
 Yu Tingfeng raised his chin: "It's better to hit the sun than choose the day, and finish what you didn't finish last time later."
 Song Zhaolan was eager to try: "Okay."
 The two turned around and walked towards the school gate at the same time, but their subordinates did not follow.
 Yu Tingfeng turned back to look at them, the guardian right lowered his head guiltily, and explained: "Master, what, our family is going to the aquarium today, I'm a little curious about what it's like..."
 Guardian Zuo fiddled with his long hair, shaking his shoulders in a coquettish voice: "Master, I want to go shopping~~"
 Subordinate A: "I, my family came to pick me up, right at the door."
 Subordinate B: "I want to play game consoles..."
 Yu Tingfeng waved his hand: "Get out, get out of here."
 Xue Canming and others saw that these opponents had run away, so they simply said goodbye to Song Zhaolan, and went back to their new homes to experience a new life.
 Song Zhaolan looked at the desolate back, and sighed: "Let's hurry up, I also want to go back early for lunch."
 "What time is it? You're still thinking about lunch. Hey!" Yu Tingfeng snorted.
 "Where to compare?" Song Zhaolan was gearing up.
 There is a food street opposite the school, and Yu Tingfeng took him there.
 After walking a little distance, Yu Tingfeng glanced at his calm face, thinking that it might be a sneak attack, but wouldn't it be a shame if this was the case? Otherwise, just use the ultimate move... Forget it, it's a pity, it's rare to meet an opponent who can fight for hundreds of rounds... That's right! Just beat him until he admits defeat, and then join our Demon Cult!
 After making up his mind, Yu Tingfeng turned his head to look at the person next to him...where is he?
 He looked back and saw Song Zhaolan stopped in front of a certain vendor, motionless.
 "Hey, what are you doing?" Yu Tingfeng turned back and asked standing beside him.
 Song Zhaolan pointed to the finger cakes and asked, "Is the finger cakes made by hand?"
 Yu Tingfeng seemed to have heard some joke, and showed a disgusted expression: "Nonsense, otherwise can it be called hand pancake?"
 The boss looked up and glanced at them.
 Song Zhaolan pointed to the stall next to him again: "Then is there a wife in that wife cake?"
 "Of course." Yu Tingfeng said logically.
 The boss looked at them again.
 Song Zhaolan was almost persuaded, but immediately found a counterargument: "But... why is there no dog in the Goubuli steamed stuffed bun?"
 "Well... because the bun shop was bought by our Demon Cult, we don't eat dog meat, so we haven't sold dog meat buns anymore." Yu Tingfeng said.
 "Oh."
 The boss interrupted suddenly: "Are the two handsome boys students from No. 1 Middle School?"
 Yu Tingfeng didn't answer, Song Zhaolan nodded: "Is there something wrong?"
 "No, I'm afraid you have something to do." The boss has already pulled out his mobile phone, ready to call the police and send the two demented teenagers back to the hospital.
 Song Zhaolan's attention was once again attracted by the finger cakes in front of him, exuding a fragrance, it was a delicacy that he had never tasted before.
 Yu Tingfeng reminded: "Hurry up and buy it to get down to business."
 Song Zhaolan sighed softly, touched his pocket, found it was empty, and said falteringly, "I've run out of pocket money."
 Yu Tingfeng: "..."
 Song Zhaolan looked up at him: "Do you have any? Lend me some?"
 "Oh, no loan." Yu Tingfeng put his hands on his pockets in a pretentious manner, so as not to bluntly say that his pocket money has long been gone, and raised his voice bluffing, "Don't forget who you are and who I am .”
 The boss who was making pancakes felt more and more that these two people had escaped from mental illness.
 "Okay." Song Zhaolan said dejectedly.
 Yu Tingfeng looked at him twice, and said carefully, "You... really want to eat?"
 "Um."
 Yu Tingfeng put his hands in his pockets, and said tuggingly, "I have a way for you to eat, but you have to promise me one condition first."
 Song Zhaolan asked expectantly and vigilantly, "What conditions?"
 "You will give me three moves later in the martial arts competition."
 "No problem." Song Zhaolan pointed to the cake on the stall, "I want this."
 Yu Tingfeng nodded, then leaned slightly, and whispered in his ear: "Then get ready."
 "Preparing for what?" Song Zhaolan was puzzled, turned to look at him, and caught off guard that his cheek bumped into the other's nose, barely brushing past him.
 Yu Tingfeng's body was slightly stiff, he touched his nose, and said, "Get ready for your lightness kung fu."
 "Um?"
 As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yu Tingfeng move his Qianfeng finger, and in the blink of an eye, **** stretched out on the iron bucket, and picked up the cake with his bare hands.
 Song Zhaolan's eyes widened, and the boss was also dumbfounded. The two looked at each other, but they didn't seem to react.
 "What are you doing standing still, run quickly." Yu Tingfeng took his wrist and ran forward.
 After a while, the boss woke up like a dream and shouted to catch the thief.
 When passers-by reacted, they saw two figures running faster than dogs, and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
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 Deep in the alley, Song Zhaolan looked down at their wrists and asked, "Don't you feel hot?"
 "It's scalding to death!" Yu Tingfeng let go of his hand immediately, and flipped the pancake with both hands, "You shit, grabbing pancakes with your hands, is it so hot that you want to kill me?"
 Song Zhaolan looked at him from the side with focused eyes.
 It wasn't until the other party finally held the cake firmly in his hand that he took it over in silence, um, the temperature was just right.
 Song Zhaolan lowered his head and took a bite, chew it, chew it.
 Yu Tingfeng found that he was inexplicably well-behaved when he was eating, he didn't make any noise, and he didn't show any superfluous expressions, as if nothing could disturb his delicious food.
 Yu Tingfeng couldn't help asking: "Is it delicious?"
 Song Zhaolan nodded.
 "Give me a taste too."
 Song Zhaolan turned his back and continued to eat cakes.
 "Hey, can't you just share some cakes? Aren't you guys always claiming to be chivalrous men?" Yu Tingfeng poked him on the back shoulder.
 "I haven't." Song Zhaolan replied.
 "Then I don't care, just give me some points."
 "As agreed in advance, this is my reward for giving you three tricks." Song Zhaolan paused, "If I give you food, wouldn't it be equivalent to giving you my life for nothing?"
 Yu Tingfeng thought it seemed to be the same, so he put forward a reasonable suggestion: "Give me a taste, and I'll give you one less trick, how about you just let me have two tricks?"
 Song Zhaolan said in his heart: If you give me ten moves, I can beat you to the ground.
 But this cake was brought by Yu Tingfeng after all, after thinking about it, he still handed it to Yu Tingfeng's mouth: "Just one bite."
 Yu Tingfeng opened his mouth and took a big mouthful.
 Song Zhaolan: "..."
 Song Zhaolan looked at the last small piece of cake and raised his eyebrows deeply.
 "It's just so-so." Yu Tingfeng commented after eating, "I'll try to find out what is delicious, and let's just reduce the trick."
 "No more." Song Zhaolan quickly stuffed the rest of the cake into his mouth, chewed until his cheeks puffed up, stretched out a hand, and said coldly, "Let's make a move, and then I will let you **** cake." Wind Palm."
 Yu Tingfeng narrowed his eyes, took two steps back, and began to prepare moves.
 The battle is imminent.
 Song Zhaolan frowned, and was about to make a move when a sudden sound of hurried footsteps behind them interrupted their contest.
 "It was they who robbed my pancakes! I still suspect that they are out of their minds. Uncle policeman, take a quick look!" The owner of the pancakes ran over with a policeman, followed by a few passers-by who joined in the fun.
 "You two, follow me to the police station." The policeman said.
 Yu Tingfeng was quite impatient at first, but when he saw Song Zhaolan following him obediently, and then thought that the person wearing the kind of clothes had a gun, he followed them into the car wisely.
 "No, why does the police car they are sitting in can cover the whole person, and you still have to support yourself? What is this thing on the head?" Yu Tingfeng said angrily.
 The policeman was riding a motorcycle and replied loudly: "Who made you happen to bump into me patrolling? I only ride a motorcycle while patrolling."
 Yu Tingfeng didn't want to grab this strange man's waist at all, so he stepped back and pressed Song Zhaolan's waist.
 Song Zhaolan froze and patted his hand.
 Yu Tingfeng didn't let go, he didn't start fighting just now, but now he became more vigorous, the more the opponent slapped his hand, the tighter he held it: "Jie Jie Jie Jie, don't even think about escaping from the palm of my young master!"
 The motorcycle stopped in front of the police station. When Song Zhaolan got out of the car, he quickly took off his helmet and kicked Yu Tingfeng: "You didn't wash your hands just now."
 Yu Tingfeng got kicked and wanted to take revenge, but the helmet on his head was too obstructive, so he stomped his feet on the spot: "How do you do this thing?!"
 "Don't move."
 The film policeman greeted the security guard, and when he turned around, he saw Song Zhaolan helping the tall and thin boy unhook his helmet, as if he were his own brother.
 "Okay, come with me, you two friends who are stealing and grabbing cakes." Just after the policeman shouted, they saw the two scuffle.
 "...You guys stop! Song Zhaolan!!"
 Yu Tingfeng paused suddenly, still pinching Song Zhaolan's waist, and asked in a low voice alertly: "Why does he know your name? Does he know mine? Could it be the mysterious power of this world?"
 Song Zhaolan still pressed his fist against his jaw, and replied, "Because he is my father now."
 Yu Tingfeng: "?"
 Song Zhaolan's father may have a gun!
 As soon as this idea flashed in his mind, Yu Tingfeng let go of his hand, and fell to the ground by the direction of his fist, pointing at Song Zhaolan: "He beats people, and he eats cakes."
 Song Zhaolan immediately turned around and looked at Police Officer Song: "He stole the cake."
 "Both of you come in for me." Officer Song said.
 Song Zhaolan took two steps, saw that Yu Tingfeng was still slumped on the ground and didn't get up, fell back and stood beside him, stretching out a hand.
 Yu Tingfeng looked up for a few seconds, held his hand and stood up, patted the dust off his body: "Don't think that I won't dare to hit you in the future."
 "It's not certain who will win." Song Zhaolan clenched his fists confidently, "I'm very tough here."
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 Song Zhaolan: I am very hard here.
 Yu Tingfeng: I am also very hard here.
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 The leader of the alliance, Song Zhaolan brought a group of martial artists to besiege the demonic sect. Suddenly the whole alliance and the demonic sect had crossed over to be the students of Class A and Class F.
 So this group of people climbed the wall and went to the Internet cafe, stayed up late to read novels, and participated in the sports meeting with 18 kinds of martial arts…
 The students at Wulin No. 1 Middle school were going crazy. Every day, they trembled under the authority of these two big bosses. They were caught in the middle of these two classes that were sanctioned with iron fists. There were no longer mandarin ducks in the grove, only the two bosses shouting at each other.
 Finally one day, Song Zhaolan received the demon’s “letter of surrender”:
 “Who says that good and evil do not mix? I insist to exist in your heart!”
 Class A student: The alliance leader is mighty, he actually captured the right palm of the devil with one hand!
 Class F student: The leader has a good heart, he actually used his mouth to save this scumbag!
 BCDE student: Are you blind or mentally disabled? ? ?
 The martial arts master who only wants to cook shou X The master who only wants to learn gong
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 Simple version: 
 This is the story of a toy merchant with some conscience but not much who sells toys in the world of Kamen Rider. 
 Full version: 
 "Neon City, Neon City, the museum organization collapsed, 
 The bastard bastard boss Ryube Sonosaki ran away with his little kitten. 
 We don't have any way to use the memory to offset wages. 
 The original price is more than 100 yuan, more than 200 yuan, more than 300 yuan, and the memory is 20 yuan. 
 20 bucks, 20 bucks, all, 20 bucks, all, 20 bucks. 
 Oh, little sister, don’t leave! 
 In addition to selling memories, we also sell coins, switches, rings, and small fruits! If you don’t want this, we also have bottles, toy cassettes, eyeballs and so on! " 
 "Arthur, why are you arresting me? I am a toy merchant!"
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 Readers usually see that within a story, every male god will have a special woman in his heart, his vermillion mark, his glittering moonlight…
 This person is definitely both beautiful and intelligent as well as good-natured. Only – for some reason, this person passed away early on, leaving an overwhelming sense of regret and agony for the male god, also tormenting the readers and causing them to forever be unable to forget her.
 Li Yuebai: Don’t cry, perhaps I can help somewhat.
 This book is called #A hundred and one methods to change the death ending#
 System: Ehem ehem, even though you don’t have a golden finger, you still possess a high IQ!
 Mind games! Brain hack! Straight path ahead!
 Enemies whatever, all dealt with!
 Schemes whatever, all destroyed!
 Consecutive victories… However, why the heck would I always be pushed down by the male lead, the boss, or the second male lead?
 Even realizing that they are all the same person at the end?
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 A phoenix is a creature of legends, a wonder of the world, an imagery of life and destruction. This fabled creature signifies the rise of a hero in a virtual world where battles occur for the sake of honor and glory! 
 Zhang Yang was a professional gamer in the first and most fantastic game that revolutionized the world: God’s Miracle. A game where traditional knowledge in RPGs did not matter anymore, players would have to manually target and evade attacks, giving rise to a significant gap in skill between a professional and an amateur gamer. 
 Zhang Yang’s downfall came a little too soon. His girlfriend was snatched, his guild was harassed and disbanded, and he was even driven to commit suicide! Jumping off the top floor of a hotel, Zhang Yang seemed as though he was soaring like a phoenix. Little did he know that the end of his life also signified his rise from the ashes.
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 Young Chen Xiang had a fateful encounter with a goddess &amp; demoness and received their peerless heritage, divine pulses, ultimate martial arts, and transcendent alchemy techniques, which gave him an easy ride in his journey of cultivation. 
 When hungry, he refines some spirit pills to eat as snack, when lonely he flirts with the goddesses, when bored he teases those martial artists who came to beg for spirit pills, when tired he lets his beautiful wives massage him.
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 In this world, is there anything worse than becoming a beggar and being penniless?
 Yes, absolutely yes! With one stumble, you fall into an uncultivated barbarian continent ! ! !
 Is there anything worse in the world than to fall into an uncultivated barbarian continent?
 Yes, TMD (Ta ma de: F*ck!), definitely yes.
 It’s forcefully kissing a man, moreover, it’s a super wild (uncivilized) man~~~
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 Looking at the beauty industry, the most popular setting for female bloggers were white rich beauties.
 Before she became famous, she loved American brand Colorpop, Japanese brand Canmake, and Thai brand Mistine best.
 After becoming famous, La prairie blue caviar eye cream for her left hand, CPB crystal moisturizing cream for her right.
 Every day, the national brand was being blown up. After receiving the money from the owner of the brand, he said that this was by no means an advertisement.
 Living in a small three-story building, the neighbors were renovating every day. She felt so sorry about the sound insulation of this expensive house.
 One day, several bosses in the beauty channel of station B broadcasted a live Japanese tour.
 Everyone bought no less than 100,000 yuan of Japanese top female skin care products, and told the camera that they would draw prizes to send them to fans.
 She, who had always been pure and low-key, had been dubbed “The peak value of station B”
 Darong Rong pointed to the luxurious gray ship on the blue sea level and said to the fans in the camera with a smile:
 “I’ve already contracted the ship, and I will broadcast live seafood today.”
 All the beauty makeup moguls: “…” Sister, its too much.
 New post of the forum: [Rong Rong at station B! Is there a gold mine at home? ! I unilaterally declare that I am your long-lost daughter! 】
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 Fans learned that there was a mine in Rong Rong’s home.
 On this day, at the request of fans, Rong Rong launched a live broadcast
 Show you around my home.
 After seeing the gilded toilet and diamond-encrusted coatroom.
 “That’s it!”
 Fans: [Want to see sister Rong’s bedroom! ]
 Rong Rong, who had always been fond of powder, actually ignored the screen and decided to turn off the live broadcast.
 Suddenly the bedroom door opened.
 In the moment, the crowd was so stupid that they thought it was a trick.
 The handsome and dignified man walked out of the bedroom in a suit.
 Seeing her holding a mobile phone, he stood there, with a finger on his tie and frowned slightly, “Last night, I was asked not to make trouble and hurry to bed. You got up so early today to play with your cell phone?”
 Fans: “Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh.” There was not only a mine in Rong Rong’s family, there was a mine hidden in the mine! Big! Boss!
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 Yang Yiyun, a mortal at the bottom layer, occasionally obtained the Supreme Treasure Universe Pot, and was inherited from the wild immortals. Since then, he has stepped into the path of cultivation. Medical skills, martial arts, and immortal methods have blossomed. The story of becoming a god.
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 Ji Qingzhou crossed into a book of dogblood scum and abuse. There were two choices in front of him.
 A: Choose the genuine slag Gong in the original book, and start a sadistic and abusive romance with Yan Zhaofei, filled with domestic abuse, a dead mom, and leaving the entertainment circle.
 B: Choose the cannon fodder Villain, Chu Cheng, and be free of the slag Gong forever.
 Ji Qingzhou wordlessly chose B without a second thought.
 Chu Cheng was of distinguished birth and became the head of a popular company at a comparatively young age. He had seen many beauties in the entertainment circle, but just happened to be fond of Ji Qingzhou.
 A friend asked him, “Do you like this little star?”
 Chu Cheng shook his head. “No, just playing with him.”
 Outside the door, Ji Qingzhou nodded. Yes, that was what the book said.
 A few months later, Ji Qingzhou was walking away while answering the phone, when he overheard someone saying, “Ji Qingzhou? Oh, Chu Cheng is just playing with him. Once he’s played enough, they’ll split.”
 Ji Qingzhou was just about to nod, but then he heard Chu Cheng’s furious reply: “Nonsense! Which bastard told you that! Doesn’t he know that those who disturb a marriage will be kicked by a horse!”
 Ji Qingzhou: ??? Wait, no, this is not what the book said!
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 After a hard journey, you finally lifted the curse of the evil queen and came to the tower where the sleeping princess was imprisoned.
 The beautiful princess was shy and raised her face quietly. At this time you…
 [A. Gently kissed, awakened the sleeping princess, and then embarked on a love entanglement that was not recognized by the king. Completion reward: princess’s body*1, some gold coins*1]
 [B. “Princess, don’t do this, I was hired by the evil dragon.” Completion reward: Dragon’s Treasure*1, Black Dragon MM Pilot License*1]
 [C. Slowly picked up the princess and gave it to the evil queen. Completion rewards: Sexy Queen*1, Muggle King’s Green Hat*1, Sorrento Magic Kingdom*1]
 Louis rubbed his face fiercely and tangled for a moment.
 Finally, he lowered his head and kissed the princess, slowly picked her up, and headed to the queen’s bedroom. “Princess, don’t be like this, I was hired by the evil dragon.”
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 A collection of short stories featuring non-humans! 
 (Six novels that can be read independently with very different styles, just pick your favorite and read along.) 
 ① The King’s Pearl. Jiang Mian was adopted as a child by a professor whose life revolved around researching mermaids. After his father dies, Jian Mian is the sole person with this secretive research. When the research institute captures a ferocious mermaid, Jiang Mian becomes the only one who can get close enough to the imprisoned creature. 
 ② A God’s Marriage. When there’s no longer something to guard, the guardian gods will dissipate between heaven and earth. The sea otter was the guardian god worshipped by the Ice Sea people, but the new era was also full of new gods, and in the ancient sea otter clan, only one particularly large and white sea otter remained. 
 The big albino sea otter lived alone, wandered alone, and waited for the fated finale to come. Until one day, on the beach, it found a living sacrifice intended for a new god, covered in bruises. 
 The great sea otter: a wild pup from the sky! Now mine, quickly tucked away. 
 ③ Dark Sky Sanctuary. Yu Mengzhou is a professional horse farrier. He was born to be close to horses, and all the horses whose hooves he had repaired would put their big heads into his arms to be pampered. Until one day, Yu Mengzhou suddenly fell into a new world. 
 The demonic war horses of the other world were huge and lofty, with black flames burning around them, and the lords of the herd had just started a rebellion, tearing and devouring their former riders, and sizing up the frail humans who had fallen from the sky, baring their fierce fangs – Yu Mengzhou stared at the warhorse lord studded with th**ny bone thorns hooves, hesitated and spoke in a whisper, “Do you need to fix your hoof? Experience price… can be free of charge.” 
 ④ Utopia. Gu Xingqiao did not want to live. He was demoralized and lost everything, and there was no other sorrow or joy in this life. He finally fell into a disused battleship of unknown centuries. 
 After thousands of years of wandering and silence in the universe, the abyssal battleship finally found fresh prey again. He wanted to torture him, give him hope and then mercilessly deprived of all, He wanted to make the other party wail, cry, scream in despair! He … 
 […Uh, why don’t you run away?] 
 Gu Xingqiao: “Why, silly?” 
 ⑤ The Sepernt of Pharisee. Male Echidna x persistent human painter 
 ⑥ Inquire Here. Dragon carrying the evil of all worlds x human royal son who was sacrificed 
 One sentence synopsis: I love you, beyond the stars. 
 Intention: Love transcends everything.
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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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 My WeChat friend, he might not be a human.
 In an accident, Jian Mei added a WeChat friend. The other party didn’t follow stars and surf the internet, he lived as if in ancient times. Although he was exceptionally cold, Jian Mei cherished this friendship, even though the other party seemed… somewhat abnormal:
 Jian Mei: “I ate fried chicken and hamburger today. How about you?”
 The other party: “Nutrient solution.”
 Jian Mei: “I usually like playing games and watching movies. How about you?”
 The other party: “Assembling the mecha and reading the memorial.”
 Jian Mei: ?
 In the 26th year of Xingyuan, the universe entered an era of rapid development. Lu Xingwang, the Third Prince of the strongest planet, Stan Star was weak and sickly. He was criticized by the outside world for his physique. He had a dark temperament and never communicated with the outside world.
 One day
 Lu Xingwang found that his information terminal would inexplicably receive strange chat messages.
 Strange sticker package, wordy nonsense, although boring, but slowly became the only hope in his dark years.
 29th year of Xingyuan
 The royal family was in turmoil, and Lu Xingwang, the third prince, was formally established as a prince.
 It should have been the liveliest time, but the only problem was that the person who always looked for him every day seemed to have lost contact recently, and there was no news anymore.
 Until a year later
 His Royal Highness had no intention of seeing a missing person notice on the interstellar network, “Lu Dazhuang from an unknown planet, your friend Jian Mei is anxiously looking for you. If you see the message, please call us.”
 Lu Xingwang: “……”
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