College Survival: Home Guard

This is a terrible cover. You'd better write something about the cover.

The author is an old eunuch, and every time he writes tens of thousands of words, he stops writing. I read the last book on survival in a dormitory, and it was okay at the beginning. Then I stopped writing it after only a few dozen chapters. I only updated one chapter every few days, and then I simply stopped updating "Eunuch", which was only 80,000 words. The previous two books were also about 30,000 words of eunuchs. I really like reading this kind of survival story. I hope this one can be called "Eunuch". The author should prepare well before writing the book. Don't write twenty or thirty chapters just like "Eunuch". If you want to write it, write it well.

I got good grades in pursuing my studies, but the title of the book is just a gimmick, not a serious survival story about having more children and more blessings!

I seemed to have seen your name on some special software yesterday😌

I seem to have read this title somewhere

Don't just start preaching after writing all the time. If you don't do practical things, you always talk about the truth in a roundabout way. Why do you want to compare it with soldiers? There are only a few pages in one chapter, and half of it is preaching. Why don't you perform a skit in the Spring Festival Gala?

I didn't read it, I just wanted to comment on the terrible cover and the terrible name.

He's capable of killing people, but he doesn't fight back even if he's disgusted. He's a pure turtle.

Twin Flowers and Oriental Moon At seven o'clock in the morning, Zhang Mingzhe was awakened by two completely different alarm bells. On the left is a light Ukrainian folk song, and on the right is a classical Chinese guzheng music. He opened his eyes and saw two young and beautiful faces looking at him with smiles. "Good morning, Mingzhe!" Leah, the blonde on the left, said in accented Chinese. "The tea has been brewed." The red-haired Anna on the right handed over a cup of steaming Longjing. Two years later, Zhang Mingzhe still often feels that all this is not real - he, an ordinary Chinese programmer, actually married a pair of Ukrainian twin sisters. The story begins in the early spring of 2024, when Zhang Mingzhe's company sent him to Kiev to assist in a cooperation project. That winter was unusually cold, and he met Leah and Anna for the first time while taking shelter from the snow in a café near Independence Square. They were working in a cafe at the time and were stumped by the Chinese pronunciation of a Chinese customer ordering "two cups of latte". Zhang Mingzhe solved the problem in Russian - this was the second foreign language he chose in college, but he didn't expect it to come in handy here. "You speak Russian?" The blonde Leah asked in surprise. "A little bit." Zhang Mingzhe replied modestly. Red-haired Anna poked her head out of the kitchen: "Are you Chinese? Your Russian pronunciation is very standard!" In this way, they met. Zhang Mingzhe learned that the sisters had just turned 18 and their parents were unfortunately killed in the conflict in the east. They relied on their meager savings and work income to complete high school while dreaming of going to college. As the project was delayed, Zhang Mingzhe stayed in Kyiv for three more months. During this period, he not only taught the sisters Chinese, but also helped them with math-the subject they had the most trouble with. In return, they take him to explore the streets of Kiev and taste authentic Ukrainian cuisine. On the eve of departure, Zhang Mingzhe realized that he had fallen deeply in love with the sisters. Not one of them alone, but both of them - Leah's cheerful and lively like sunshine, Anna's calm and delicate like moonlight. What confused him even more was that they seemed to have the same feelings for him. "This is ridiculous," he told himself on the plane back home. "In modern society, monogamy is the basic norm. And they are only 18 years old, and I am just a 29-year-old ordinary programmer." However, distance did not cut off the connection. Video calls became part of their daily routine. Half a year later, when the sisters unexpectedly appeared at the Beijing airport, Zhang Mingzhe's rational defense completely collapsed. "We applied to Chinese universities and were accepted!" Leah announced excitedly. "We want to be with you." Anna said the point succinctly. The days that followed were challenging. Zhang Mingzhe had to explain this complicated relationship to his family, and he encountered strong opposition as expected. But the sisters' sincerity and hard work finally impressed Zhang Mingzhe's parents - they made rapid progress in learning Chinese, their respect and love for Chinese culture were obvious, and both of them won scholarships. The biggest obstacle is the law. In China, bigamy is illegal. After long discussions and consulting lawyers, they finally found a compromise: Zhang Mingzhe and Leah legally registered their marriage, while Anna lived with them as a "special family member." The three signed a detailed life agreement, clarifying their rights and obligations. "It's not perfect, but it's the best way we can find at the moment." Zhang Mingzhe said at the time. Leah and Anna agreed: "In our hearts, we are all your wives, and this is enough." Now, two years later, this special family has established its own daily life in a small apartment in the suburbs of Beijing. Zhang Mingzhe continued his programming work, Lia studied international trade at Beijing Language and Culture University, and Anna studied oil painting at the Central Academy of Fine Arts. "There is something important today." Anna said mysteriously during breakfast. "Yes, very important," Leah agreed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Zhang Mingzhe asked curiously: "What is it?" "You'll find out tonight." The two sisters replied in unison, then looked at each other and smiled. This tacit understanding often amazed Zhang Mingzhe. Despite being twins, Leah and Anna have very different personalities. Leah likes to be lively, sociable, and always full of energy; Anna prefers quietness, immersed in the art world, and thinking deeply. However, when they are together, they are like two sides of the same person, harmonious beyond belief. During the day, Zhang Mingzhe was busy developing new projects in the company. His colleagues are aware of his unique family situation, and the initial curiosity and comments have been gradually replaced by acceptance. After all, many people are secretly envious of the upbringing and support shown by the sisters when they occasionally come to the company. "Mingzhe, you are such a lucky guy." During lunch, my colleague Lao Wang said half-jokingly, "But to be honest, it is not easy to maintain this kind of relationship, right?" Zhang Mingzhe nodded: "It requires a lot of communication and understanding. We have regular family meetings to discuss everyone's feelings and needs. This is much more complicated than an ordinary marriage, but it also allows us to learn a deeper level of listening and tolerance." After get off work, Zhang Mingzhe went to the flower shop and bought Leah's favorite sunflowers and Anna's favorite white lilies. He didn't know what surprises the sisters had prepared, but he wanted to express his love and gratitude in this way. When he opened the door, he was surprised to find that the living room had been carefully decorated. The walls were covered with Anna's paintings, and on the table lay a fusion feast of traditional Ukrainian and Chinese dishes prepared by Leah. "Happy anniversary!" The two sisters walked out of the bedroom, wearing identical cheongsams - a gift from Zhang Mingzhe's mother. Zhang Mingzhe was stunned: "Anniversary? What anniversary is today?" "Two years ago today, we lived together in Beijing for the first time." Anna said with a smile. "It was also the day when we decided to face the future together," Leah added, tears glistening in her eyes. Zhang Mingzhe moved the two of them into his arms: "How could I forget such an important day..." Over dinner, they chatted about the past two years-jokes about culture clashes, anecdotes about language misunderstandings, and how the three of them had gradually established unique family rules and traditions. "Remember the first time I made dumplings?" Leah laughed. "I rolled the dumpling wrappers as big as pancakes!" "And the first time I used chopsticks," Anna continued, "rice spread all over the table." Zhang Mingzhe recalled with a smile: "But now you are better at making dumplings than my mother, and you are more skilled at using chopsticks than me." The conversation deepened and they touched on more serious topics. "I still worry sometimes," Anna whispers, "about how the outside world sees us and whether this relationship will last." Leah held her sister's hand: "But we are happy, aren't we? That's what matters most." Zhang Mingzhe said seriously: "I know our choice is not traditional, but love and family should have various forms. As long as we respect each other and be honest with each other, we can find our own path to happiness." After dinner, Anna showed her latest painting - an oil painting depicting the backs of three people walking hand in hand on a path paved with autumn ginkgo leaves. "I named it Home." Anna said. Leah took out a photo album and recorded every moment of their acquaintance until now. "Look, this is a photo from the first time we met in Kiev, this is our first apartment in Beijing, this is our first time spending the Spring Festival together..." Turning to the last page, Zhang Mingzhe was surprised to find that they were two ultrasound images. "This is..." He looked up at the two sisters, his heart beating fast. Leah and Anna smiled at each other and nodded at the same time. "We're all going to be mothers," Leah announced, her face lighting up with happiness. Zhang Mingzhe was so shocked that he couldn't speak, and tears fell unconsciously. They spent the evening talking about the future, planning how to expand their apartment, how to balance work and parenting, and how to explain this special family structure to their children. Late at night, Zhang Mingzhe stood on the balcony, looking at the night sky in Beijing. Leah and Anna came to him on the left and right. "Do you regret it?" Anna asked softly. Zhang Mingzhe turned around and looked at them. Two beautiful souls so similar yet so different, now both carrying his children. "This is the decision I regret least in my life." He said sincerely. Lea leaned on Zhang Mingzhe's shoulder: "Sometimes I feel that the three of us are like a puzzle. Each of us is incomplete, but together we are perfect." "Not because we need someone to complete ourselves," Anna corrects, "but because we choose to create a new wholeness together." The city lights in the distance flicker like stars falling into the world. In this unusual family, they found their own ordinary happiness. "What should I name the child?" Zhang Mingzhe asked. Leah thought for a while: "If it were a girl, I would call her 'An Ning', which means peace and tranquility." Anna smiled and said: "If it's a boy, he can be called 'Mingxuan'. He is smart and generous." "Or," Zhang Mingzhe hugged the two of them, "we can combine Chinese and Ukrainian names to create a name that is unique to our family."

The book first gives a dirty name to trick people into coming in, and then changes the name to normal when it's done. You can do that.