Yanshen, Your Assistant is Online!

I couldn't find the eraser, so I'll just have to look at it. This picture is so cute~ ps: By the way, please give me a five-star review!

Naming has already made me bald, so I'm here to ask you all for help. The details are as follows↓ The name of the game and the name all need it, all need it, all need it! ! ! Once the name of the game is adopted, it will leave a small footprint. If you can't accept death-seeking white lotus and the like, please make a note ( •̥́ ˍ •̀ू ) (Whisper B B: Don't use the name of the villain who wants to die, otherwise I will cry for you! ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅ )‧º·˚) Finally, whisper BB, give the porridge five stars, vote, comment, and tell me if you have any ideas. I won't know if you hold it back. Don't ask for rewards˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅

It's been a while since it bubbled Bronze was recently found to be toxic Help my sister with her ranking Why are you matched with the person opposite? Their big number is king n stars When the eldest lady arrives, everyone gets out of the way Haha, King of Glory Xiangxiang pictures

In response to the request of the vast number of people..., We created a check-in ~ (*˘˘*).｡.:*♡

I like it a lot! It's very good-looking, but I feel like the male protagonist is a bit rough, but I still like it ❤

Two couples who appear frequently and clearly in this book Common characteristics: The male (aggressor) will touch the female (receiver) hair It can be seen from this that couples touch their hair So touching hair = couple We (only touch our own hair) So we have objects The object is oneself

Activity one: You can participate by booking all of the following, all of them, all of them The first one on the overall list will get a cute pillow from Zhuang Zhou~ The second best person on the overall list will receive a snack gift pack~ The third place on the overall list will receive 1,000 book coins~ The rest can directly participate in the lottery~ The reward is 1,000 book coins! This event has a large amount, and each person can only receive one reward, whichever is the highest. Friendly reminder: If you have a book subscription, you will be disqualified from participating~ (A small number of books can be determined based on the situation.) The event ends at 23:59 on July 19th Activity 2: This activity is in the form of stepping on buildings, no water allowed! The word count should be no less than 30 words! The content of stepping on the floor must be related to the content of the book, and you can also express your feelings to the author, but you cannot brush the floor (limited to three, if more than three have the same content, it will be regarded as floor building), otherwise the floor will be invalid. 1. There must be one or more five-star reviews during the event! Five-star review! Five-star review! (Three hundred words is enough) 2. If you cast recommendation votes for five days or more during the event, all recommendation votes are required. 3. Active value! Active value! Active value! Reach 2000! 2000! 2000! Two or more of the above three conditions are required to receive event prizes! Each person can win repeatedly, but cannot clear the floor. Advertising is not allowed in the comment area. Once discovered, the individual will be disqualified from winning the prize. Floor number details 1. The number of floors has repeated numbers, for example: 11, 22, 33, 44... 99. How many book coins will you get for each floor you step on? 111,222... By the end of the event, you will get 100 book coins for each repeated number you step on. 2. If you reach 33%, 66%, and 99% of the total number of floors, you will get 200 book coins each. 3. The top three with the most popular reviews will receive 300 book coins. 4. If you step on 52, 520, you will get an additional 52 book coins. Event time: July 19th 00:00-July 28th 23:59 The right to interpret this activity belongs to the author.

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Every encounter is a passing one. Every luck comes by chance. Unlike other loyal fans, I came into contact with this book because of Qiuyue's recommendation. In my impression, Jiujiu is just an author friend of Qiuyue. I don't come out to chat often, probably because I'm not in her group. Even if he occasionally comes out to make a splash, he will disappear after exchanging a few words with Qiuyue. For a person who doesn't play games, it is undeniable that reading this book, which mostly talks about Honor of Kings, is a bit forced. However, the arrogant Lin Yan, the scheming Fu Yan, the chatty Xuan Ran, the taciturn Mo Han, and the lively and lovely Ning Meng all inevitably entered my heart. There is another question, please answer it directly! I hereby accuse Xuan Ran and Mo Han of having an affair! Unfortunately I have no evidence! I must always be like this. I am so angry... [Humble] In fact, I still haven't had much contact with Jiujiu so far. At most, I had a few chats with Jiujiu recently. Later, I got involved in Jiujiu's fan group and found that Jiujiu's fans are super cute. From an authorial perspective, Jiujiu is no different from Qiuyue. They are all bald and stay up late coding, they are all serious about replying to book reviews, they are all often chatting in group chats, and they are all very kind and kind to their fans. A touch of peach blossom is intoxicating, and a scent of books fills the room. I don't know whether it is the flowers or the books that are intoxicating. It was probably the people who were drunk. With a supportive mentality, I am still not a pure fan of Jiujiu. But I will try my best to feel this book and the long encounter with my heart. I will run towards you regardless of hardships and obstacles. I will endure it, Bear with it until spring comes. I will go, Walk to the bright lights. I will see how vast the world is, Then judge what is right and wrong. I will work hard to become better, Stand next to the person you want to stand with again, Evenly matched. I will become what I imagined, I won't give in to this matter even one step. One day, I will meet Qiuyue for a long time. After all, there is no reason to miss out on such a good person. All unexpected encounters are actually lucky. No matter what the opportunity is for us to meet, as long as we don't miss it, I am worthy of being grateful. The so-called "eternal life" is actually nothing more than a careless theory. I never say in front of anyone that I will stay with you forever. Of course, there are only one or two people I want to talk about so far. After all, a lifetime is so long. Who knows what will happen. Promises that are empty will always appear illusory. The future will always become the present. In fact, everything is in the present continuous tense. I will do my best to be with Qiuyue and Jiujiu now, in the endless now. After all, Jiujiu is the second author I follow, and Jiujiu's fan group is also the second fan group I join. First and second will always have some place in people's hearts. As the number increases, only one or two can be remembered. There are only so many things that can be kept in mind. The human heart has so much space. After loading a little something else, it's full. I hope that everyone can leave a little bit of space in their heart for those encounters that have never been lived up to.

Wish us success in the high school entrance examination The high school entrance examination is tomorrow. I would be lying if I said I am not nervous. In fact, I am still very nervous. But no matter how the test goes tomorrow, I hope I can give myself a satisfactory answer sheet, worthy of my three years of review, and worthy of my staying up late every day to study questions one month before the high school entrance examination. Wish: The drinks I have bought for more than ten years have not been successful and I will buy another bottle. The instant noodles I bought have not been successful and I will buy another pack. The luck is accumulated for tomorrow's high school entrance examination. It doesn't matter if I had bad luck in the past, just to get good luck this time🍀🍀🍀