Entertainment is Immortal

The book is beautiful, that's for sure. In my opinion, the entertainment section is also among the top ten books worthy of attention. Okay, without further ado, let's get straight to the topic. The single female protagonist in this book is quite good (in fact, men all want the fantasy of three wives and four concubines, but some authors' works can't express that feeling. If you keep repeating the same routine, you'll get tired of it, and it will become annoying over time. These are my personal opinions. If you don't like it, don't criticize it!) There is really very little love that is too pure in today's society. When things are ready, you can move on to the story of having children and getting married. The ending of each book is that you get married and leave the reader to imagine the later period. In fact, there are many storylines to write about after marriage. Life: ups and downs, life: food, rice, oil, salt and vinegar, human nature: joy, anger, sorrow, joy and fear.

The author's writing is very good. Although there is no gorgeous language, it is very smooth. The creativity is also very good, using yoga practice to obtain memories of another world, but why not use domestic martial arts or pre-Qin Qi practice to obtain them? This is my personal opinion, don't criticize me, because I like Chinese martial arts and Qi training. The appearance of the main character is also great. He is neither too old nor too young. He is 25 years old, has been tempered by love, and is now entering the career stage. Come on, update. This book is highly recommended.

It's really good. I've read a lot of novels about entertainment stars. This one is good. After reading it, I felt like I still have something to say. I don't even write book reviews, so I can't help it. Come on, author, I support your book.

Since ancient times, talented people have been criticized, and every sentence is better than that of Li Taibai. If there were netizens from the Tang Dynasty, there would be more than 300 Tang poems. Fortunately, Li Bai died early, otherwise the immortal poetry would have been difficult to protect.

Come on, come and ask me

Can't entertainment articles not include tearing off famous brands? There is no book that doesn't write this routine. When I see the catalog, I am not in the mood to read it, and there are a lot of people asking for points.

I was born in an ordinary family, with healthy parents, grandparents, and several aunts and uncles. It is said that when I was born, an auspicious cloud appeared in the north of the sky. It gradually moved from far to near, floated to the roof of my house, and transformed into one word: Handsome. After my father saw me, he cried hoarsely for a month and a half. He even refused to believe that I was the child who inherited his chromosomes. He rushed to my mother's bed several times with a kitchen knife and waved it, saying that he would cut me into pieces. My mother protected her with death, so I survived. Later, in order to prove her innocence, the mother took her father to the hospital for a paternity test. The doctor opened the quilt and took one look before crying. He wiped his nose and said, go back, this is not your son, and it is not anyone else's. Human beings cannot give birth to such handsome children... A little intern nurse walked by and saw me as a baby. She immediately found a box of red ink pad and printed my fingerprints. She spread out her coiled hair and murmured to me: I will keep my long hair for you. If I don't marry you in this life, my long hair will not be reduced. I will comb the ancient Buddha in my boudoir... The mother hurriedly walked out and trotted all the way. She accidentally bumped into an old lady in the obstetrics and gynecology department next door who was waiting to give birth to her child. The old lady grabbed her mother and said kindly: My child, why are you so anxious? What can't you think about? Don't push the child... My mother was so upset by her that she pulled back the quilt. When the old lady saw me, she immediately followed me like a lunatic. She burst into tears, squatted on the ground, shook her head and screamed: I was born 50 years ago. . . . . . . . . ∧Gai Zi?..... When I was fifteen years old, I didn't dare to go to school. It's not that I had never gone to kindergarten. I didn't dare to go to kindergarten after half a day. All the teachers and the dean of the kindergarten went crazy. My face was swollen into a watermelon from being kissed by the little girl. The aunties beat the children violently, just because they were born in the same age group as me. The military police were dispatched to calm down the violence. There are people fishing in front of my house all year round, and they never come back empty-handed. The most interesting thing is that our home is still a hundred kilometers away from the sea, but they often catch tuna in the small smelly ditch in front of the door and find turtle eggs behind the haystacks. Later, after investigation, it turned out that it was because countless women cried in front of my house all year round. The tears are rich in amino acids and proteins, which are very suitable for the survival of tuna and the laying of eggs by sea turtles. Over the years, the tears of those women gathered into a small beach. By the time I was fifteen, the beach was prosperous; by the time I was eighteen, this beach had developed very rapidly, so it was called: Hawaii. One time I was so bored that I sneaked out of the house at night. I was prepared to run away if I saw a female animal. Who knew that after I went out, there were only screams and no one chasing after me. I looked back carefully and saw that they were all fainted on the beach... Another time, the court sued me for destroying the happiness of a family. It turned out that the wife of that family filed for divorce from her husband after seeing the secretly photographed photos of me when I was six years old. After the court accepted the case, I was issued a summons. After I received the summons, I expressed my willingness to appear in court because this kind of life was unbearable. However, the summons did not come back to the court because I had my signature on it, so it was picked up by the postman on the way... Later the postman was sentenced to 122 years in prison. When the TV station came to interview me, the glass that protected the camera fainted three times. The little girl in charge of the transcripts wrote Chinese into Italian and Spanish. When it was broadcast, because the TV station mosaicd my face, I was smashed the next day... The United Nations earmarked funds to build me a shelter on the top of Mount Everest in the Himalayas. I enjoyed the tranquility, the true tranquility, the blue sky was so close to me, and God was literally within reach. I felt calm, but I was also extremely depressed. I stood at the top and shouted loudly: I'm not handsome! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Suddenly, an Anhun Youmi voice came from the sky: No, you lied... God, you can't lie to me... I'm angry, extremely angry! ! ! Question God: Why did you make me so handsome? ! ! ! ! God's reassuring voice came again: What did you say? My whole body was paralyzed and I cried: Why am I so handsome... God was silent... After a while, God spoke: You are humble... At that moment, I wanted to jump off the top... Suddenly, a group of people rushed up the mountain. I'm going crazy! ! ! I stood on a rock, facing the cliff, hysterical: How dare you come up! ! ! I'll jump down! ! The crowd stood still, an astonishing silence... The crowd began to commotion, and many people jumped off the cliff as if possessed, more and more! In the end, only a few fainted ones remained on the mountain, and the rest all jumped off the cliff. I looked down and saw that they used their bodies to spread out a soft cushion for me to prevent me from slipping and falling... I'm alone... I am protected by the female faction, and women are proud to see me. Since the last Everest incident, scientists have discovered that human potential is so powerful, because in that Everest incident, 10% of people were terminally ill, 10% were disabled, and 10% were mentally retarded... Many cancer patients (female) have been struggling for more than ten years to see me, and they have become anti-cancer stars. Since seeing me, some disabled (female) people have given up the crutches and wheelchairs that have been with them for decades, and some have even broken the world 100-meter record several times. In desperation, World War III broke out. In order to maintain their dignity, men used atomic bombs... After the explosion, I was the only one alive in the world because I was protected in a nuclear-proof zone. When I walked out, the land was desolate, with desolation and ruins after the war everywhere... Suddenly, I discovered there were creatures on the ground! That's a cockroach! ! ! The vitality of cockroaches is beyond everyone's expectation. I held the cockroach in my hands and burst into tears. The cockroach was shaking all over. I looked around and saw that there was a swarm of cockroaches under my feet! It's all female! ! ! On the other coastline, all the male cockroaches are watching with eager eyes! ! ! ! ! No one would have expected that Earth's Fourth World War would happen among cockroaches... Postscript: Thousands of years after my death, later generations of humans were born. They found my bones, restored my appearance, and buried them in the North Pole. Above my tombstone, there is a cloud floating all year round, changing here and there, with only one word: handsome.

Are there not many people who are suppressed by public opinion? Can't trolls and trolls have some morals?什么活都接?

I hope there won't be two heroines! Your entertainment article is very interesting, but it's a bit awkward to have two female protagonists! I think this book should be particularly good-looking! That's it for support. Arrange! ! ! !

I don't know whether I am a good person or not. Chapter 7 is released and I will definitely not say you are a bad person! For one coin to build the first floor of a building, how much this product can be distributed tomorrow depends on how many buildings you build. . .