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 Although Ding Ji's guess made him jump, Lin Wuyu insisted: "Can't you count?"
 "Don't even ask me how I guessed it?" Ding Ji looked at him and waited for a while while Lin Wuyu didn't speak. He said again, "Yes, I count."
 Then I went to the cashier and asked for pen and paper.
 "...You count," Lin Wuyu looked at him, "Do you want to formulate? Also take pen and paper?"
 "Don't disturb me." Ding Ji said.
 "Oh." Lin Wuyu responded, picking up a small cookie and eating it slowly.
 Ding Ji began to paint on the paper. Lin Wuyu glanced at it and saw that he was drawing gossip. He didn't know what he was painting. He felt that Ding Ji was quite capable of doing things.
 "It's okay to change my grandma's eyes and pinch. I'm a layman and I have to make a draft." Ding Ji paused for a while, stared at the paper for a while, and raised his head.
 Lin Wuyu stuffed the cookie in his mouth, expecting a little: "Come out?"
 "Huh." Ding Ji nodded, crumpling the paper and throwing it into the trash can beside it.
 "What am I doing?" Lin Wuyu asked.
 "Find someone." Ding Ji said.
 Lin Wuyu didn't speak, and picked up the milk tea and drank it for a while before laughing.
 He couldn't stop laughing.
 "You let me count," Ding Ji leaned back in his chair and hugged his arms. "I said nothing to count."
 "Come on," Lin Wuyu chuckled and cleared his throat. "What else did you guess?"
 "This man is 95 years old," Ding Ji said. "I'm not sure about anything else. I'm sure you said this number."
 "Is it?" Lin Wuyu thought for a while. "I wanted to say 1995, but it was so obvious that it was changed to 95."
 "It's because you hesitate at zero, zero, zero, zero...one second," Ding Ji turned his pen, "It's more obvious."
 "Then you guessed it," Lin Wuyu said.
 "It's the result of the calculation!" Ding Ji shouted at him, turned his head and reached into the trash can, "Come, come or see, I will tell you..."
 "Hey, hey!" Lin Wuyu hurriedly pulled him, "It's a calculation, you don't need to tell me, I don't understand."
 Ding Ji glared at him and sat up again.
 Lin Wuyu took a cup of milk tea and gently knocked on the table: "Help me."
 "How can this kind of feudal superstition be helpful!" Grandma shook her head while chopping meat, and pushed him aside.
 "There is always one in the general direction," Ding Ji gave up to the side, "Don't you help anyone find children before?"
 "Can this be counted casually?" Grandma frowned. "Of course, it's fine, but it's not 100% accurate. If it's not correct, isn't it just to give people hope that people will have a happy life? I'm not cheating on the street. Half a fairy."
 Ding Ji sighed.
 "Isn't that what you used to be." Grandpa said with a smile while watching TV in the living room.
 "You know what a fart," Grandma looked back. "It used to be for life! Now you can't live?"
 "You two will choke in a little while," Ding Ji blocked between them, "It's the right thing."
 "Have you agreed to others?" Grandma asked.
 "No," Ding Ji said, "I said I would try it home."
 "Just your two knives, you try," Grandma was disdainful, "Let your mother know and say that we haven't brought you well... You told them not to go home for dinner today!"
 "I say now." Ding Ji said.
 "This unlucky boy," Grandma sighed, "Let your grandpa say that you have to tell them later, and you have to be noisy again."
 Grandpa picked up his phone and put on reading glasses to start dialing.
 Tonight, Lin Wuyu was in the classroom. The desk was full of books and papers. He lowered his head intently.
 I want to mix a box of two-color ice cream with a stainless steel spoon.
 "You cover it for a while, will it get better if it softens," Chen Mang said, "usually your brain is so easy to use, how did you follow the rapeseed oil this time?"
 "I don't want to eat it," Lin Wuyu said.
 "Then you can scrape from the cream side to the chocolate side and eat it in one bite." Chen Mang said.
 "You read your book," Lin Wuyu glanced at him. "If we can't see it, let's do the two games?"
 Chen Mang went back to the table: "I'm not looking for torture, your brother Lin said, don't challenge yourself specifically now, it's easy to fight self-confidence."
 Lin Wuyu laughed and continued to stir the ice cream.
 Since the request for Ding Ji's help to find someone, I haven't heard from Ding Ji one day and now. Lin Wuyu estimates that this is because the details are not good, Ding Banxian is worried.
 Fortunately, he didn't really pin his hopes on the calculation.
 However, Ding Banxian still sent him a message when the second get out of class was over the next afternoon.
 -This person is definitely not in the local area.
 A video is attached to this message.
 Lin Wuyu stood in the corridor and opened the video.
 The camera is facing the ground, but it can be seen that it is in a small park with the same floor tiles.
 Then a hand reached into the camera, accompanied by Ding Ji's voice: "Look, I didn't cover you."
 There were three copper coins in his palm.
 Then the coins were thrown to the ground, picked up again, and thrown again...
 Because there are students coming and going around, Lin Wuyu did not take a closer look. In short, after throwing away, the video is over.
 In the clouds.
 -Anything else to ask?
 Ding Ji sent another message.
 -You didn't go to school?
 Ding Ji looked at the news on his phone and it took a long time to react.
 -Will you focus? ? ? ? ?
 -Not going to work?
 Ding Ji sighed the phone in his pocket when he saw it.
 He wasn't sure if Lin Wuyu was going to say something later, "Why is he so smart that he didn't study?" But he always thought it would be similar.
 Although he didn't stop studying, he didn't want to explain and struggled.
 Hello this Lin classmate, I am studying, and the third middle school I am in, my grade is within ten... Then my father’s voice will sound in my ear.
 You are so smart, you should be better, you just don’t work hard...
 "Ah." Ding Ji sighed, took out a roll that was just made today from the schoolbag, spread it on the ground, and looked down at it.
 "One inch of time and one inch of gold." Dadong's voice came from behind.
 "Isn't your life starting at 8pm and ending at midnight," Ding Ji said, "how did this time come out."
 "I'm passing by, give it," Dadong sat next to him, handing over a box of two-color ice cream, "I am interesting enough, seeing you here, immediately go and buy your favorite..."
 "Say." Ding Ji looked at the paper under his feet.
 "Say what?" Dadong asked.
 "Things," Ding Ji said.
 "Fuck, do I have to do anything to buy you ice cream?" Dadong looked hurt.
 "Isn't it?" Ding Ji turned to look at him.
 "...It seems really." Dadong thought about it.
 "I didn't have time to fight with you before the college entrance examination," Ding Ji opened the ice cream box and tried to mix the two flavors with a small spoon. "Find someone else."
 "Who slaps the ground!" Dadong shouted, "Who slaps the ground! Will you speak to you!"
 "Are you street performers." Ding Ji asked.
 "Yeah." Dadong answered.
 "Are you paying for songs?" Ding Ji asked again.
 "...Yes." Dadong answered.
 "Then you..." Ding Ji continued.
 Dadong interrupted his words: "Just go, you don't have time if you don't have time... I'm wondering, do you still know that you are going to take the college entrance exam? I haven't seen how much you love before, no Everyone who knows thinks you are half a fairy."
 Ding Ji snorted: "Are you seeing me every day? The speech is not so strict."
 Dadong performed in the small park at night. In order to prevent being temporarily caught and counting, Ding Ji packed up and left the small park.
 Lin Wuyu didn't ask him any more about finding someone. He only said that the mall would call to let him have time to pick up the induction cooker tomorrow. The two of them met at the entrance of Xinjia at 6 pm.
 However, whether it is a trigram or a spectator, sometimes it's quite a god. Ding Ji is half guessing. It is estimated that the person Lin Wuyu is looking for is his brother or sister.
 Of course, even if he can almost guess it, Lin Wuyu's small details that are hard to notice when talking about this person, and the reaction when he talked about siblings last time.
 Ding Ji even felt that his indifference to the abandoned baby might have something to do with this.
 But he was inconvenient to ask, no matter what kind of family, one person was gone, and it was not a casualty that strangers could casually touch.
 "I'm late?" When Lin Wuyu arrived at Xinjia's door, he saw Ding Ji sitting on the steps of the door, looking bored.
 It looks like I have to wait here for twenty minutes to get this state.
 He quickly glanced at the time.
 "Not late," Ding Ji stood up, "I'm early."
 "Then go in," Lin Wuyu said, "Just the ID card and the coupon, right?"
 "Uh," Ding Ji nodded. "I'm sorry for your time."
 "Why is it so polite suddenly," Lin Wuyu looked at him, somewhat confused, "I asked for a bottle of Coke that day."
 "Speak conscience!" Ding Ji immediately raised his voice.
 "There are milk tea and snacks," Lin Wuyu said.
 "I've calculated it for you!" Ding Ji said. "It's calculated again! How much brain cells cost me."
 Lin Wuyu did not succeed.
 The news that Ding Ji sent that day, to be honest, disappointed him a little.
 He didn't expect much to really find it, but when Ding Ji said that this person had not been there for several years, he was a little uncomfortable whether it was true or not.
 After taking the induction cooker out of the mall, Lin Wuyu still couldn't help but ask: "Are you accurate?"
 "I really don't know this," Ding Ji hugged the induction cooker. "I can only say that I can figure out the result. If you want to know where this person is, I can't help you. You can learn for yourself. "
 Lin Wuyu smiled. When he first wanted to speak, Ding Ji turned his head and said, "Go, drink water."
 "I don't drink water." Lin Wuyu said.
 Ding Ji looked back at him: "Drink, drink milk tea, drink..."
 "I want to eat." Lin Wuyu answered truthfully.
 "You asked me to invite you to dinner?" Ding Ji asked.
 "No," Lin Wuyu sighed, "Forget it, I'll invite you, grilled skewers, is there any taste near here?"
 "Ask the right person," Ding Ji raised his eyebrows. "I'm quite familiar with this film, let's go."
 "I thought you would be in the small park." Lin Wuyu followed him forward.
 "I've mixed a lot," Ding Ji said. "I have acquaintances where you can speak."
 "Really." Lin Wuyu smiled.
 Ding Ji led him into a big shop with a big face, and the smell of grilled skewers came out.
 There were not too many people in the shop at dinner time. The two of them found a small table and sat down. When the waiter brought the grilled skewers, Ding Ji asked for a few more bottles of beer, and then took out his mobile phone to pay.
 "I'm coming." Lin Wuyu reached out and blocked the QR code on the table.
 "I got it," Ding Ji said. "What about an induction cooker."
 "You have bought your induction cooker after so please," Lin Wuyu said, "Isn't your grandmother just paying for nothing."
 Ding Ji laughed.
 "You didn't work," Lin Wuyu took out his phone and scanned the code. "Save it."
 "Then do you have a job?" Ding Ji asked.
 "I am a student and have a legitimate source of pocket money," Lin Wuyu said. "I still have a part-time job."
 To be honest, although Lin Wuyu had a deep misunderstanding about him, Ding Ji still felt very moved by his logic of injustice.
 "Come on," Ding Ji put away his phone and opened a bottle of wine before him. "Thank you."
 "Don't drink." Lin Wuyu said.
 "Are you driving?" Ding Ji asked.
 "...I just don't drink," Lin Wuyu sighed, "and I have to review it at night."
 "It's really hard." Ding Jishun said.
 "You have time to find a job," Lin Wuyu said, "or learn something."
 "Why?" Ding Ji took the bottle and took a sip.
 "So what do you rely on to make money?" Lin Wuyu said, "Look at the relative calculations? Now it's not easy for Mongolians."
 Ding Ji smiled and wiped the beer foam from his mouth: "Don't say, sometimes it's really funny, I will tell you one, my neighbor when I was a kid."
 "Huh?" Lin Wuyu was very interested.
 "This old man said he was a Maoshan Taoist, and he could cure the disease. A child in our alley had a headache, and his mother took him to the old man," Ding Ji grabbed a string of lamb and nibbled. "The old man wrote on the ground. "Feng Huo Lei", then took a branch to poke the word and asked him, did it still hurt?"
 "It hurts," Lin Wuyu answered very cooperatively.
 Ding Ji nodded: "The old man poked up again with another word, does it still hurt?"
 "It seems better?" Lin Wuyu continued to cooperate.
 "Smart," Ding Ji gave him a thumbs-up, "Stabbed a few more times, and then stuck the branch all the way into the soil, and the child said no more pain."
 "Psychological cues," Lin Wuyu said, "Children are particularly susceptible to psychological cues."
 "I thought about it at that time," Ding Ji rested his chin on his chin. "What if I did the other way around?"
 "How to turn it around?" Lin Wuyu asked.
 "I said to the children, I said I would too, I was the old disciple's disciple," Ding Ji said, "he taught me all his lifelong learning, and I told him that the schooling is all about the old man. The child pressed in."
 Lin Wuyu couldn't eat with a string of chicken wings.
 "Oh--" Ding Ji pressed his hand on the table and learned how to do it. "Just press it in, and the child will believe it immediately. I will write a few words for you."
 "What did you write?" Lin Wuyu asked with a smile.
 "Large, medium and small," Ding Ji said, "I was in kindergarten at that time, I knew a lot of words, but I couldn't write them anyway, he didn't know anyway, I just poked the words when I was done, I said do you have a head pain?"
 Lin Wuyu smiled at the beginning.
 "The child said it seemed a little bit?" Ding Ji also smiled. "I actually poke three times. When I finally poke, I said that you should have a headache and explode! And then stick the stick in." In the soil, ooh! Poor, the child ran away with his head in his hands."
 "Does it hurt?" Lin Wuyu tried to grin.
 "One night of pain, his mother came chasing me." Ding Ji bite the lamb.
 "You have to tell him, just stick that stick in the soil." Lin Wuyu said seriously.
 "Fuck," Ding Jile said, "Have you ever done such a thing! The door is clear."
 "No," Lin Wuyu shook his head. "When I was young, I wasn't like you... clever."
 Ding Ji didn't speak, smiled and took another bite of lamb.
 Lin Wuyu's subtle pause was probably to avoid words such as clever, because knowing that he didn't like being called a child prodigy, he probably guessed he wasn't willing to be clever...
 Ding Ji picked up the beer bottle and gently sipped at Lin Wuyu's chicken wings and took a sip of wine.
 When Lin Wuyu returned to the dormitory, he carried two pockets of barbecue as usual, and the wind rolled through the guard room. The only difference was that he still had a book in his hand today.
 Ding Ji didn't know why, Cheng Tian took the mystery of the palmistry.
 After eating the kebabs today, I handed over the book to Lin Wuyu very solemnly: "Don't you want to read it? I'm not responsible for reviewing it for three days if you borrow it."
 Lin Wuyu looked at his expression and felt as if he had taken the manuscript of the last magic stick on the rivers and lakes.
 When returning to the dormitory with two pockets of barbecue, the first quarter of the evening self-study was not over yet. Lin Wuyu took a pocket and prepared to throw it to the next table.
 Just opened the dormitory door, the door next door also opened, Xu Tianbo looked out: "I smell a kind of breath that will make people crazy at night."
 "The nose is so good." Lin Wuyu handed him the barbecue. "Did you go to study yourself?"
 "Go right away," said Xu Tianbo, "I just finished taking a shower, so I don't have to be robbed by a bunch of people at night... are you going to study on your own?"
 "No, I will read a book in my dormitory," Lin Wuyu said.
 "What book?" Xu Tianbo asked.
 "Book of study." Lin Wuyu smiled.
 "What kind of book to study?" Xu Tianbo also smiled, "It's not a study book for college entrance examination when you listen to it."
 "Look at the picture." Lin Wuyu cleared his throat.
 "...Yes," Xu Tianbo gave him a thumbs up. "You are a legend."
 "Many skills do not crush, many paths." Lin Wuyu answered seriously.
 "That line," Xu Tianbo patted his shoulder and walked towards the stairs, "Remember to give me a 20% discount card when opening."
 "No problem." Lin Wuyu nodded.
 After Xu Tianbo left, Lin Wuyu was left alone in the hallway of the senior 3 dormitory, so quiet that people could feel the strong pressure.
 He lay on the railing and watched Xu Tianbo trot towards the classroom.
 A good student with a sense of urgency and serious self-discipline.
 I don't know if Ding Ji has tried to look at the face. Two people who look similar will have different faces. They obviously have a similar look, but have completely different personalities and lives.
 Lin Wuyu lay on the railing for a while, preparing to go back to the dormitory, his cell phone trembling in his pocket.
 He glanced at it and found out that it was Lao Lin who surprised him.
 "Brother Lin?" He answered the phone.
 "Are you at school?" Lao Lin asked.
 "In the dormitory," he said.
 "I used to find you." Lao Lin said.
 "What's the matter?" Lin Wuyu frowned.
 "Your father came here in the afternoon," Lao Lin said. "I used to tell you in detail."
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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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 Bracelet of Immortality, the mysterious sealed item that needed 26 fragments to completely unseal. Every unsealing giving an incredible power to the user.
 First Fragment, the power of Time. Second Fragment, the Power of healing. Third Fragment, the power of…
 What happens when Ryder Flynn finds the item inside the first Fully Immersive VRMMO. Why did the item follow him to the real world? Why is the Virtual World so real?
 A human-like System that knows too much? Why does it feel like my family member? Is it related to my strange memories?
 The System used to annoy me so much with its threatening quests but why is it that now I feel each of his quest saved me and my loved one indirectly?
 The memories of the past? Why do I remember being a god that created this bracelet? Why did I want to destroy everything. What did the other gods do?
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 [End of the World + Civilization Invasion + Invincible Domain + Enjoyable All the Way + No Harem + Humorous] 
 Mysterious creatures descended, the earth's resources were exhausted... When the human race was on the verge of extinction, a small shop owner stepped into the air and decided life and death with one word! When all this was over, Su Xiao thought he could stay on the earth forever with the invincible domain... But he found that the vast starry sky above his head was extremely gorgeous, millions of time and space... Three thousand small universes... Nine original universes, and thousands of races! 
 Since you are invincible, then stay invincible...
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 In a time when the Divine Prefectures of the East Sea were in great disarray, Emperor Ye Qing and Donghuang the Great appeared to save the day. Under their rule, the prefectures united and all nations as well as their kings have been controlled. However, the legend of these two great heroes becomes altered when Emperor Ye Qing’s name is wiped from the history books after his sudden death. All statues and images of him were destroyed and his name a taboo. Only the legend of Donghuang the Great shall live on.
 Fifteen years later, a young man by the name of Ye Futian begins his journey in search for his true identity. The legend of Futian was going to be one for the history books.
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 It was well known that in every novel, there would always be a supporting male character like this:
 They were either crazy about the female lead or willing to work.
 Even if they gave themselves a green hat, they were ready to.
 The female lead was misunderstood by the male lead, so he came to explain.
 The female lead had career problems, so he came to help.
 In the end, he only got a sentence from the female lead: “I just think of you as a brother.”
 He could be used against the male lead. In the end, the male and female leads ruined him as the strong prevailed over the weak.
 After Gu Jingyu became one of those miserable supporting male characters in the novel…
 The heroine of the domineering novel said: “I just think of you as a brother.”
 Gu Jingyu: “Thank you. My mom only gave birth to me.”
 The heroine from the modern-day time-travel novel: “This is a vegetarian snack that I have carefully developed for you. I think you’ll like it.”
 Looking at the spicy veggie meat stick in the heroine’s hand, Gu Jingyu fell into silence. Did he look like a fool?
 The useless protagonist in the immortal cultivation novel said: “For thirty years, people east of the river prosper, then for another thirty years those on the west prosper: life is full of ups and downs. Don’t bully the poor youth! You wait, I will definitely come back to take revenge.”
 Gu Jingyu directly imprisoned the protagonist until he ascended.
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 A third-rate painter in the past life, and a chaebol in this life. 
 I thought it was a rebirth flow, but it turned out to be a system flow. I wanted to rely on myself, but you let me use a plug-in. 
 “Ding! Congratulations on successfully signing in to Mao Lilan. You will be rewarded with a Dacheng-level “Karate”, which the host can receive at any time.” 
 “Ding! Congratulations on successfully signing in Gin Wine, and a reward of [Servant Contract], which the host can receive at any time.” 
 “Ding! Congratulations to Suzuki Ayako for successfully signing in, and you will be rewarded with a copy of “Cash Capability”, which the host can receive at any time.”
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 There are three treasures in the imperial city: Me, my husband and my mother-in-law. 
 Su Guifei¹ was favoured and envied by countless Imperial consorts in the harem. Chen Wang² grew up with His Majesty showing favouritism to him. However, anyone, who was more or less educated, would sigh with regret and say that this pair of mother and son were sure to come to a bad end in the future. 
 Ming JiuZhu, who was about to marry Chen Wang: Really? I don’t believe it. 
 Chen Wang in JiuZhu’s eyes: a beautiful and kindhearted little fairy boy vs. Chen Wang in the eyes of others: His Majesty’s and his favoured consort’s hedonistic son. 
 JiuZhu often wondered why people always gazed at her and Chen Wang with a ‘you are doomed one way or another’ look. Could this be the ugly side of jealousy? 
 Aiyah, the hearts of these people are so dirty. 
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 ¹ Guifei – Noble Consort 
 ² Wang – Title given to adult sons of the Emperor. 
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 After transmigration, she has changed from an elite doctor to a peasant shrew??? And that delicate man sharing a bed with him is—handicapped??? On the way building the family fortunes got hindered by all kinds of obstacles. Scums, sluts, one after another…She could only arm herself as the black lotus to fight the white lotus, step on those green tea bitches, face slap the scums and abuse those third wheels. Until the day she brings her weak and sickly husband into the capital…What? Her weak and sickly husband is a prince? Who got demoted to a civilian? She meant to lead a life of peace with her husband, but so people just wouldn’t give them a break and even try to end their lives! The miracle doctor pounds the table and jumps to her feet! Seizing the harem, ruling the kingdom, everything will be in my hands!
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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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 Cheng Yin likes her deskmate Chen Yan for a long time, but she never dared to confess her love for him, and the phrase ‘I like you’ is a secret hidden in her heart, but she can’t help but blurt it out from time to time… 
 Cheng Yin: “Chen Yan, I’ll whisper something to you.” 
 Chen Yan always leans over quite cooperatively, “What?” 
 The words came to her lips, Cheng Yin blushed and changed it into: “Your pants are unzipped.” 
 Chen Yan: “?” 
 Later, this kind of useless whispering has become more frequent, and Chen Yan listened again without moving a bit: ” Speak.” 
 The day of the party, Cheng Yin drink for the first time, Chen Yan became two in front of her eyes, she grabbed the person with both hands, want to try to catch the real Chen Yan, only to have her hand caught, he lowered his head in her ear and said: ” Let me whisper to you.” 
 Cheng Yin: “…… what?” 
 Such bad behavior, she thought it was something bad, Cheng Yin checked her pants and made sure the zipper was closed before she lean over. 
 The man’s breath blew softly in her ear, laced with a bit of the smell of wine. 
 “I like you.”
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 Lu Li transmigrates into a modern world of Pokémon, armed with the wisdom of a hundred cultivation techniques—only to discover that farming is actually more effective than cultivating immortality.
 And with that, the Pokémon world starts to spiral into chaos.
 When Pokémon Breeders see energy cubes now being called "elixirs," the entire Breeder Association declares that Pokémon breeding as a field no longer makes sense.
 Ghost-Type Champion: "I once told him that my ghost army was unstoppable. He just laughed and said, ‘Ghost-types are still spirits,’ then pulled out the Myriad Souls Banner."
 Master Botanist: "I thought I was the best at growing plants… but even his Pokémon are better at it than me."
 Groudon watches in stunned silence as a Swampert—standing atop a Bastiodon—disappears into the sky.
 Years later, as Arceus awakens from its slumber and surveys the state of the world, it falls into deep contemplation.Show more
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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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 The Revered Master, Yu Yan, known as the number one in the cultivation world, waited for sixteen thousand years, and finally took in a disciple. He taught her carefully, and took care of her diligently. He watched her as she slowly grew stronger as she comprehended the laws, and just as she was about to soar into prominence… she died!
 Hence, he once again took in another disciple, carefully taught her, diligently took care of her, and then… she died again!
 Thus, he took in another disciple, and not long after… she still died!
 Yu Yan: …
 Disciple: …
 (Why do I always get picked up by the same person every time I reincarnate? Haaaa…)
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