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 Chapter Six
 However, Fu Mingyu has a headache recently.
 Three years ago, when the major airlines signed the acj31 procurement contract with COMAC, COMAC had already begun planning to train pilots of the corresponding models, and deliver them when the aircraft was delivered. In layman's terms, selling an airplane to you also packs up a trained driver and sells it to you.
 Since the acj30 is the first passenger aircraft independently developed by COMAC, it has not yet been launched and has attracted much attention, and at the same time, it is also under great pressure, so the training of pilots is particularly strict.
 This group of pilots wiped out tens of thousands of pilots only after preliminary screening, and then they fought in rounds in the abnormal elimination rate of the Flying Academy.
 But even so, the ability of successfully graduated pilots is divided into three or six or nine.
 Therefore, as early as two months ago, the major airlines started a battle for pilots. Everyone wanted the best pilots because they were one of the most powerful guarantees for aviation safety.
 At this stage, the best batch has been divided up.
 Of course, just as there will be a champion in the college entrance examination every year, there will be a best student in each semester of the Flying Academy.
 At this moment, only the best student is left who still has no idea.
 "Mr. Fu, the talk was not done." The new secretary, Bai Yang, walked into Fu Mingyu's office with a look of embarrassment. "The intention of the best student is Beihang."
 "Then did he say the reason?" Fu Mingyu asked.
 The best student in this period, the flight record is called a beautiful, whether it is theoretical knowledge or practical ability, every test is held in the same period, stepping on a group of heavenly pride, and even the coaches. I praised that I rarely saw such a strong student, so it caused fierce looting by various families.
 "No." Boyang replied, "We have given the best conditions within the acceptable range, and it will definitely not be worse than Beihang, but she still chose Beihang, which seems to be a personal wish."
 Fu Mingyu raised his hand, touching his forehead with two fingers, and said "tsk".
 "So." Fu Mingyu said, "Vice President Hu is also on a business trip there. You will visit Vice President Hu in person tomorrow."
 Boyang adjusted his collar and went out to book tickets immediately.
 Early the next morning, there was a call from the Flight Academy.
 Fu Mingyu had just arrived at the company and was walking hurriedly across the corridor. The executive secretary served coffee and placed it quietly at Fu Mingyu's desk.
 "Mr. Fu, it seems that it's still not okay." Boyang on the other end of the phone has lost his temper. "She said that Beihang plane meals are delicious. What is the reason? Our first-class chef is Michelin-level!"
 This sound is just playing tricks.
 Fu Mingyu stopped in front of the French window and asked, "Where are you now?"
 "Just outside their Academic Affairs Office, Vice President Hu is still inside."
 "Let him answer the phone and I will talk to him."
 Bai Yang was stunned and said yes.
 Fu Mingyu took a sip of coffee, and the person on the other end of the phone was changed, but there was no sound.
 "Hello there."
 Fu Mingyu spoke first, "I am Fu Mingyu, Hengshi Aviation Operations Director."
 The other end of the phone remained stagnant for a while before I heard a fluttering "Mr. Fu Hao."
 Fu Mingyu had a meal.
 female?
 Depressing the brief surprise, Fu Mingyu turned around and sat down, "It's convenient to ask, are you dissatisfied with which condition of Shihang?"
 The people over there said lazily: "There is nothing dissatisfied, but Beihang's food is better."
 Fu Mingyu feels that he is a pity, and he can maintain a good temper for the reason for taking Joe this way. "This is simple. If you need it, you can let the chef prepare meals for you separately before each voyage."
 "That's so troublesome."
 "No trouble, any other ideas?"
 On the other end of the phone, the conditions were listed one by one.
 Talked for more than twenty minutes.
 It's not tricky, Fu Mingyu can still accept it.
 While talking, Fu Mingyu opened the pilot details folder in the computer, sorted according to the flight record score, found the highest one, and saw a photo in the image column.
 Pilots are particular about body shape, so the full-length photos are attached.
 The person above is wearing a student uniform, standing tall and slender, standing under the wing, full of vigor and good temperament.
 It seems to be plain?
 Fu Mingyu zoomed in on the photo, and saw a face that didn't show up.
 His eyes stopped and flowed for a moment, always feeling a touch of familiarity.
 But this feeling flashed by and was denied by myself.
 If he had seen this woman, he would definitely be impressed.
 "Mr. Fu, are you still listening? If you think it's too much, let's forget it. I have no relationship with Shihang."
 "What?" Fu Mingyu clicked the mouse and turned off the photo. "The signal was bad just now and I didn't hear clearly."
 There seemed to be a chuckle on the other end, "I said, I want to double my annual salary."
 Fu Mingyu opened his mouth and said, "Okay."
 This time it was the turn of the person on the other end of the phone.
 He didn't expect him to be so happy.
 "Any other conditions?"
 "No, no more."
 "Then, happy cooperation?"
 He changed his breath over there, seeming to have recovered, and said, "Mr. Fu, do you really want me to come?"
 Fu Mingyu didn't know why she said that, but felt that her patience today was surprisingly good.
 Maybe it's because I can't understand that Beihang's little banquet who has never dealt with him always shines.
 But the shadow of that plane flashed in his mind.
 "Well, I am looking forward to it."
 "Then I will think about it again."
 It seems a bit reluctant.
 After the phone was hung up, Fu Mingyu's hand was still holding the posture of answering the phone, and he was stunned for a moment.
 Isn't Shihang bad in the pilot circle?
 It is reasonable to say that it is impossible. Shihang is definitely the industry leader in employee benefits.
 Fu Mingyu put down the phone and thought for a while, not knowing what went wrong.
 While waiting, he opened his resume again.
 As soon as the mouse reached the picture, the bell rang again.
 It's Bai Yang still calling.
 Fu Mingyu paused for a moment, then answered the phone, but Bo Yang was talking.
 "Something else?"
 At this moment, Boyang ran to the outside corridor again, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Fu, have you figured it out? Double the annual salary. Although the salary is confidential, it is not good to let other pilots know about it."
 "I know."
 "that……"
 "Look at the contract." Fu Mingyu said, "Another annual salary goes to my account."
 "but……"
 "Bielong! Ready to prepare 2 镫嗷Era ring 菽晷蘷蘷謥笥笥曷曷虬葉 嬥笥笥曷曷葉蠟堑堑闱 5 twisted roasted 闳闳馑覑覑硪關阄阄億優會襪護 Mu Bengxian paralysis Kang Ne, Zheng Rake, forgive me!
 "But she said she still has to think about it."
 "It's okay, let her consider."
 Fu Mingyu loosened a button on his suit and rubbed his brow bone.
 By four o'clock in the afternoon, seven hours had passed since the call ended.
 Fu Mingyu never felt that seven hours were so long.
 He was sitting in the conference room, and a group of people talked about the planning of the first flight of acj31, which made him a headache.
 During the period, he looked at Boyang twice and pointed to his mobile phone, meaning that he asked if there was a call from the flight academy, and Boyang shook his head.
 At this point, the meeting had come to an end, and everyone in the planning department below looked at Fu Mingyu and waited for him to give instructions.
 There were three planning books in front of Fu Mingyu, spread out one by one, but his eyes never fell on them.
 The entire conference room was silent for three seconds, and everyone looked at Fu Mingyu tremblingly.
 His expression was like "You are not worthy of the acj31 plane I bought at a high price" on his face.
 Just when everyone thought he hadn’t listened at all, he opened his mouth and said: “P1 group, forty minutes of media reports, are without focus. How much is it that wastes such a long time to delay the airport’s flow control? P2 group, the publicity is boring, and the presentation White, the focus is vague, and the choice of media channels lacks reasonableness. The p3 group does not have any effective publicity concepts, multiply resources, cross-border creativity, and strong execution. If you can't do these three points, don't submit a planning book. "
 The meeting room was silent for a while, and the needle drop was identifiable.
 "The meeting is over."
 Fu Mingyu pushed open the plan book in front of the door, got up and said, "Return the plan next week."
 Everyone held their breath and watched Fu Mingyu go out, and the three team leaders came back to pack their things in a dark face.
 Someone asked Bai Yang in a low voice, "Mr. Fu is in a bad mood today?"
 Bai Yang smiled helplessly, did not speak, and chased out in two steps.
 At this time, the cell phone rang and Bai Yang stopped to answer, his expression gradually relaxed.
 The person in front turned his head, and Boyang gave him an "ok" gesture.
 Fu Mingyu looked sideways at the blue sky outside the glass window and released a button on his suit.
 The contract was drafted very quickly, and it came down within a few days, and Boyang specially showed it to Fu Mingyu.
 He saw that there was no comment, and Boyang sent it to the Flying Academy.
 This hard bone was chewed off. Boyang rubbed his shoulders and said, "It's hard to raise a woman and a villain, so I'm not deceived."
 At this time, the banquet from Beihang always called.
 "Fu Mingyu, what kind of trick did you use to steal my people?"
 "Your person?" Fu Mingyu got up and smiled lightly. "Is it yours after the contract is signed?"
 The two companies are leaders in the industry, competing with each other and complementing each other, and they have their own understanding of each other.
 Yan'an put a lot of effort into this matter, asked someone to talk about career planning, and used the captain's conditions that the pilots most care about as bait.
 Precisely because he was too decent, he never expected Fu Mingyu to spend money directly.
 Yan An sneered with anger, "Okay, don't argue with you about this, anyway, now that the person is yours, you just tell me, how did you get it away?"
 Fu Mingyu: "Rely on personality charm."
 "..."
 Yan An didn't even roll his eyes, so he just held up the phone.
 Fu Mingyu put down the phone, walked to the window, stretched his brows, and felt comfortable watching the endless rain outside.
 Thinking of something, he turned around and asked: "When will acj31 come?"
 Bo Yang said: "The air traffic control has already arranged it. The first plane will take off at 4 o'clock in the morning on Saturday. If nothing goes wrong, it will land at Jiangcheng International Airport on time at 6:14."
 Fu Mingyu nodded and asked, "Where is she?"
 Bai Yang froze for a moment before realizing who Fu Mingyu said "she" was.
 "The flight academy said not to waste every opportunity to fly in the back row, so she will fly with me this time, but the personnel department and logistics department will not go to work on Saturday. She will formally enter the job on Monday."
 Fu Mingyu turned and sat down, opened a document in front of him, and suddenly said, "What time is the plane to Huaicheng this Saturday?"
 This Boyang couldn't remember clearly, he took out his phone and looked at it, and said, "Seven o'clock in the morning."
 Fu Mingyu said lightly: "Yeah."
 On Saturday, the sky was just getting dark, and the east was white.
 The weather today is not good, and clouds and waves are surging in the low places, blocking the light of Venus.
 Very few flights take off and land at this time, which is the cleanest time of the day at the airport.
 There are a lot of people in the waiting hall, but it is surprisingly quiet, occasionally there is a gentle sound of flipping through papers, adults may look at their mobile phones or take a nap, and a few children lie in the arms of their parents playing and sleeping.
 Fu Mingyu, Boyang and two assistants walked quickly, walked through the corridor, and walked straight to the boarding gate.
 There was a long line in front, but the first-class aisle was still empty, waiting for the last first-class guest to board the plane.
 But at this moment, Fu Mingyu raised his hand to look at his watch, paused, and turned his head to look out the window.
 The floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the terminal building provide unobstructed views of the apron, and even the indicator signs on the ground are clear.
 At this moment, an airplane burst out of the sky, the wings split the air, and fell majestic, landing smoothly on the center of the runway at an inclination of 8 degrees, sprinting all the way.
 Even though the rumbling sound of the terminal building was cut off, the aviation people seemed to have intuition. A group of flight attendants holding the flight box tacitly stopped in a hurry and stopped to watch. Several passengers sitting by the window were also curious with their eyes. Looking back.
 The airplane on the runway was completely snow-white as the background, and the fuselage was sprayed with a pictographic golden phoenix. The wings were spread out randomly, and the phoenix tail was raised high above the tail, arrogant.
 Fu Mingyu glanced at the watch again.
 Six fourteen, no difference.
 A slight smile appeared in his eyes, and he stood there at the moment when the plane stopped on the tarmac.
 Bai Yang looked at the time and said, "Mr. Fu?"
 Fu Mingyu looked at him sideways and raised his eyebrows.
 Boyang cleared his throat, "Well, there is not enough time."
 While talking, a kid in the terminal shouted: "Dad! What kind of plane is that? It's beautiful!"
 The child’s father is really an expert, and he hugged him to the window, "This is our country’s own airplane. Have you seen that Golden Phoenix? The acj31 model I will see in the future is amazing, it’s so low. Clouds can fall automatically, and..."
 The father's tirade was interrupted by the child's shout without speaking, "Wow! The pilot is down!"
 As Fu Mingyu could see, the crew car had erected the elevator, and the captain sent by Shihang came out first.
 The view from the window was wider, and Fu Mingyu walked over slowly.
 Boyang and the two assistants behind looked at each other, did not dare to say more, and followed.
 After all, who doesn't want to look at the planes they bought at a high price.
 Fu Mingyu looked at the hatch. The captain had already stepped down a few steps, and the co-pilot followed closely. Both Fu Mingyu were familiar with each other, and he had personally finalized the modified crew to be sent for training.
 When the third person came out, Fu Mingyu narrowed his eyes.
 The wind on the tarmac was very strong, whizzing by, blowing the hair on her cheeks, fluttering in front of her eyes, and blowing up her white uniform shirt.
 She didn't rush down the stairs, but took off her flight cap, clamped it between her arms, stood in place, looked up around her, and finally fixed her eyes on the six characters "Jiangcheng International Airport".
 "Wow! Is that a big sister?" the child shouted again, "Is she a stewardess? Why is she wearing a different dress?"
 The child’s father smiled and put him on his shoulders, allowing him to look wider, "Haha, that’s also a pilot, a female pilot. It’s the first time my father has seen a female pilot."
 The child's voice caught the attention of several passengers nearby, and gradually someone stood by the window to look at the special-shaped airplane.
 Fu Mingyu took another step forward unknowingly, only less than 30 centimeters away from the glass.
 He watched her walking towards the terminal building intently, her figure becoming clearer and clearer.
 Her black trousers were blown close to her legs by the wind, and she took every step cleanly.
 The captain beside her seemed to be talking to her. She tilted her head sideways, and every smile spread around her, covering up the presence of the first officer.
 Suddenly, she looked up at the terminal building and looked straight over.
 Knowing that she was only looking at the overall terminal building, the illusion of sight-matching from the interlaced space still tightened Fu Mingyu's breathing.
 "Mr. Fu? The radio is already urging boarding."
 Bai Yang suddenly spoke from the side.
 Fu Mingyu nodded, turned and walked towards the boarding gate.
 A few steps later, he paused again and looked back at the apron, only to see a crew car slowly moving into the distance.
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 Fu Mingyu, the president of Hengshi Airlines, took a first-class flight in his own plane. A flight attendant arbitrarily offered him coffee three times.
 Fu Mingyu raised his eyes and looked at the flight attendant with slender waist, long legs and silky eyes. He said, “This job, do you not want it anymore?”
 The flight attendant said with a smile, “Yes, I don’t want to be a flight attendant of Hengshi Airlines. I want to be…”
 “The wife of the boss?” Fu Mingyu interrupts her coldly.
 The flight attendant was stunned.
 Fu Mingyu: “You might as well just dream.”
 Three years later, Fu Mingyu boarded the same flight again. He saw the woman standing in the middle of the crew at a glance, still the familiar and charming face.
 She was still smiling, but the epaulets on her clothes were particularly conspicuous.
 “President Fu, Ruan Sixian, the co-pilot of this flight, will serve you wholeheartedly.”
 Fu Mingyu: “…”
 The female pilot who can go to the sky at any time vs. don’t ask, if you ask, the domineering president will buy you an airplane every minute.
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 Several hundred thousand players are trapped in a gritty zombie apocalypse survival game just after game launch. There are hints that deaths in the game might be serving some other terrible purpose in the background of reality…
 The main character, Liu Gan, is a quadruple amputee in real life. A quirk in the server code recognized his prosthetic limbs as ‘real limbs’ in game, giving him ‘normal’ arms and legs that nonetheless have the strength and power of steel limbs, and thus far more power than a normal player. With this minor cheat helping him survive the early stages of the game, Liu Gan sets out to find out what exactly is going on, and to endure as long as he can.
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 When I entered for the Film Academy, the examiner arranged a crying scene for me. I pinched my thighs blue but still no tears came out, but now, oh.
 Chen You held a cigarette with his mouth, give me ten seconds, I can cry like a dog, a dead dog.
 444: Film Emperor, it’s time to go to the next set.
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 This novel is also known as Reborn In Space: Pampering The Genius Doctor And Businesswoman
 In her past life, she had no one to rely on and died alone in jail.
 But now, she has been reborn, given a second chance.
 Got an heirloom. 
 Activated a mystical Space Dimension. 
 Studied medicine and became a genius doctor. 
 Opened a clinic. 
 Founded a company. 
 Bought a house and land. 
 Found her blood relatives. 
 Her worth became higher and higher. 
 Her fan club became bigger and bigger.
 “Young master, the Zhao family’s young master faked an illness and went to future young miss’s place for treatment. . .” said a servant.
 “Break his legs! Fail his organs! A fake illness? I’ll make him sick completely!” A man said.
 “Yes! But young master. . . what are you doing?” The servant said, confused.
 The man finished swallowing a bunch of expired pills and said, “I’m sick, gotta go find my wife for some treatment!”
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 Lin Yan is a professional car racer who fell from grace after her sister set her up. She becomes an actress for the sake of her boyfriend, who later cheats on her with her sister. Her life, career and relationships reach a slump.
 Enter Pei Yucheng, the president of the JM corporation—a multinational conglomerate. He is unfathomable, cold and aloof. At random, he would mysteriously lose control of himself, and Lin Yan is the only one who is able to calm him down. The first time she meets him, she feels an indescribable fear deep within her soul. Unbeknownst to her, they had met each other a long time ago, but she had chosen to forget him…
 Soon, something puzzling and strange begins to happen to her. Occasionally, she loses consciousness and ends up in Pei Yucheng’s room the next day, completely unaware of how she ended up there. She suspects that something has possessed her…
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 Welcome to Freia. A continent where evil magi ruled. Until firearms came, that is. Now the people live free of those demons…
 More, however, must lurk beneath the surface.
 Claude, a transmigrator from another world, finds himself in the midst of this changing world, attending ‘middle school’. Or, as he calls it, ‘boot camp’. His destiny was to graduate and join the military, but the future is seldom so simple.
 His life, and the world, is set on the path of upheaval and chaos the day he finds a cookbook.
 A magical cookbook.
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 She was a medical genius from the Noah Medical Academy as well as a drug producing specialist. After sleeping for three days, she had returned to the ancient era and become the loyal marquis palace’s ignorant and silly young miss. 
 He was the supreme king of the Jia Luo Kingdom, with prestige around the whole world. With an ice cold face and a ice cold manner, he was entangled by her strong and overbearing manner, vowing to never let go. 
 Accidentally falling on him, he said, “This king will never suffer a loss.” Never suffering a loss, so he kissed her back. 
 Accidentally hitting his face, he said, “This king will never fight with a woman, I only nip women.” 
 Five fingerprints. Not only has he nipped her five times, he still collects interest.
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 Xu Zifan climbed to the top circle from the slums, and eventually became a boss level figure, who knew that once he crossed, he became a male cannon fodder! 
 However, it doesn’t matter, he still wants to be the Big Boss, and whoever doesn’t have eyes will be turned into a slag in seconds! 
 An idol was destroyed by a reborn woman? Start a company to cherish you! 
 The real daughter of a rich family despises the childhood sweetheart? It doesn’t matter. I’ll have more fun with the fake daughter~ 
 A slag father gave his property to the half-brother? Give at will… How does bankruptcy feel, President? 
 Should strive in every life to be the Big Boss!
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 Lady Mi Qing ran away from home to escape an arranged marriage. She is then confronted with the following wretched situation:
 Card stopped. Money stolen. All she had left was ￥308.50.
 In this strange city, her sole hopeful light was a small advertisement on a lamppost——
 Elaborately Decorated, 100 Square Meters, 2 Room Apartment, Monthly Rent Only ￥299! If interested, quickly contact Mr. Xiao at 138XXXXXXXX!
 Mi Qing immediately rushed over to the address listed.
 Xiao Gu looked at the woman standing in front of him, brows slightly furrowed. When did he post an apartment rental advertisement?
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 Past life, her spirit root was dug out from her body. She had wholeheartedly dedicated herself to the just path, but she was sentenced as an evil demonic cultivator.
 Returning back to her juvenile years, she turns the tide. Against natural order, she had been reborn. Those who had deceived and humiliated her, she would return it to them a hundredfold with additional thanks.
 Studying her own blood vessels, she recasts the best quality spirit roots. She destroys those rascal clansmen and returned home with glory!
 The rules of the world do not hold her down; this time around she kills through the righteous path.
 He is the universally admired spirit emperor, high above others, cold, proud and aloof. But every night he sneaks into her room and takes liberties. “Little runt, won’t you think it over?”
 “Do I have a choice?”
 “You can choose from giving birth once or giving birth twice.”
 “Why must I?!”
 “Because you stole my heart.”
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 Once crossing, she resigned to her fate and worked hard to play the most annoying coquettish bastard in the book. She only hoped that she could finish the plot earlier and belch, but she didn’t expect… 
 Before putting on the book—— 
 Tyrant: The lonely Bai Yueguang is crying again, what kind of thing is Ji Ruoqing? Kill. 
 Brother: I must return to the country, what’s the use of my sister? Give away.
 After wearing the book- 
 Tyrant &amp; Brother: It’s so fragrant!
 【Reading Guide】 
 1. The etiquette of costume construction comes from search, the dynasties are overhead, and the author freely mixes and plays. 
 2. Pseudo coquettish idiot heroine vs brutal bloodthirsty hero vs sick sister-in-law control brother. 
 4.1v1 is sweet and refreshing Su Su Su!
 Content label: A soft spot A match made in heaven Across time and space 
 Search keyword: Protagonist: Ji Ruoqing Supporting role: Ye Qianchen; Ji Ruoyu
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 Copy one: 
 After being dressed as the cannon fodder female supporting role in the book, Rong Yun has been conscientious and conscientious, not being a demon or causing trouble. 
 She didn’t understand, how could she turn the horror survival game into an Otome strategy game! 
 but! Everyone loves me, I love everyone, if only love can influence the big BOSS, she can love many times! 
 A certain cub: Sister, promise me okay, I’m very good! 
 Rong Yun shook his head indifferently, the little brat knows a P! 
 A joke: My sister is so fragrant, I want to die in my sister’s arms! 
 Rong Yun couldn’t bear to kick it. 
 A handsome: You are mine. 
 Rong Yun: ? ? ? 
 A grass: kiss me. 
 Rong Yun: ? ? ? 
 If she can’t afford to love, she should still hold the male lead’s thigh and work hard to the end! 
 Male lead: Then love me. They are all me. 
 Rong Yun: &nbsp;… 
 So terrifying! ! !&nbsp;
 Copy two: 
 “Exotic Hunt” swept the Star Alliance. 
 Rong Yun was thrown into the doomsday horror game. Others were playing games, but she was dying. 
 The only way to leave the game is to follow the male protagonist. Rong Yun didn’t want to be a peach blossom for the male protagonist Long Aotian, so he had to trick him, who was still young, to be his little brother. 
 However, she never thought that the male protagonist Long Aotian would have more than one identity in the game! 
 【Before you know the truth】 
 Rong Yun: As a younger brother, you must be conscious of your younger brother, and you must protect your boss, you know? 
 Long Aotian male protagonist: Good boss! No problem boss! 
 【After learning the truth】 
 Rong Yun: The game misunderstood me! ! ! 
 The hero Long Aotian struggles: Impossible, it can’t be me! 
 Long Aotian male protagonist is really fragrant: That’s right, it’s me.&nbsp;
 Content tags: Time Traveling Ability Unlimited Streaming Female Match 
 Search keywords: Protagonist: Rong Yun ┃ Supporting role: Others ┃ Others: 
 One-sentence introduction: firmly grabbed the male protagonist and rubbed his thighs hard 
 Purpose: Live hard and be positive.
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