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245 高 The Flower of the High Mountain Was Pulled Down by Me Is It Xiao Lin?9k WordsCompleted 324Reads9.0Score—Shelves

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Like to see this

252 末 Catching Traitors in the Last Days Sanchakou by the LakeUrban1.2M WordsCompleted 1Reads—Score—Shelves

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This is a very special new book, not only worth reading, but also worth planting. New book, 21,000 words, no spoilers, read it yourself.

253 雪 Hidden Love in the Snow, Loved by Four Tibetan Han People Novice Picks up Shells at the BeachModern Romance293k WordsCompleted 17.1kReads5.8Score2.7kShelves

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[Grass has been planted]

256 霓 Neon Taipei: My Seven Years of Depravity Only DreamingUrban1.2M WordsCompleted 6.1kReads7.4Score438Shelves

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In 2000, a 20-year-old mainland boy went to Taipei alone and went from being an ignorant boy to holding the proprietress's well-maintained hand~

257 快 Quick Wear: Wear It Every Time Until the Heroine Is at Her Worst Young Hero Le YiModern Romance280k WordsOngoing 790Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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This book is really special: [World 1: A former business rival who was forced to sign a deed of prostitution] She signed a deed of prostitution and lived in a servant's room. She was originally going to freeze to death on the streets in the winter. When he walked in, the agreement was already in the safe. [World 2: The eldest princess of the former dynasty who wants to protect the young emperor] She knelt in the main hall and kowtowed to beg him, her forehead bleeding from the kowtow. When he put it on, she had already agreed to be a slave. [World 3: The married actress who was tricked] She was tricked and sent to Li Shaoyang's room with drugs. When the reporter broke into the door, the flash cut through the darkness like a knife. She curled up like an animal, and the sobs in her throat were crushed by the shutter. When he came through, the camera was tearing at her broken dignity. [World 4: The Paladin Captain who was sold into the Colosseum] She was branded with the mark of rebellion, deprived of her holy power, and sold to the underground Colosseum as a gladiator. When he walked in, she was chained to the iron pillar and had just been washed. A dozen pairs of eyes were surrounding her to appraise her. [World 5: The financial queen who was betrayed and bankrupted by her deputy] She is the "iron queen" who is feared by everyone in the financial circle. After her most trusted deputy, Lin Ze, betrayed her, they worked together to make her owe huge loan sharks and be included in the underground blacklist. In order to survive, she was forced to sign a "Capital Mortgage Agreement" with her largest creditor, mortgaging all her assets and personal freedom. When he put it on, her hands that had just signed the agreement were still shaking.

259 就 Just Three or Two Minutes Dragon and WindModern Romance227k WordsCompleted 22Reads—Score—Shelves

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Special love to the special you! You got me hooked on fiction.

260 3 398 Unlocks Shenhao's Black Stockings School Beauty and Comes Home with Me Flying Boiling SheepUrban687k WordsOngoing 7.6kReads5.8Score501Shelves

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Shenhao only recognizes it, the plot is not procrastinating, the protagonist is also smart, and there is no forced slap in the face, it really doesn't poke [smile][smile]

260 修 Cultivation of Immortality: Named After Instruments Silly Pig's HappinessEastern Fantasy798k WordsOngoing 3Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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I recommend two conscientious works. Whether it is plot content or detailed description, they are all very good. I highly recommend them! ! ! !

263 爷 You Can't Imagine My Happiness Shoe-Holding NaorenEastern Fantasy1.7M WordsCompleted 14.6kReads5.8Score804Shelves

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♟. . . . .

264 靠 The Silly Roots of Guoshantun: After the Clairvoyant Pupil Awakens Shoe-Holding NaorenUrban3.3M WordsOngoing 6.1kReads5.8Score627Shelves

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(๑˙ー˙๑)

266 我 We Agreed: Tu Mi YaoModern Romance385k WordsCompleted 73Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Super sweet and sweet article, a sunny and cheerful big boy! Childhood sweethearts meet again after a long absence, a hard-core boss has been planning for a long time, revenge is reported on the spot, and words are said to one's face, a smart student and an athletic school boy, a sexy Internet celebrity and a domineering president. The more you read later, the more you become obsessed with it. The writing of "Three Views" is easy and smooth! The characters are all very fleshed out, you have to watch it! Going to see it! Going to see it!

267 抢 Snatch Wife CrusoeAncient Romance140k WordsCompleted 34Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Knowledge increases, knowledge increases again, it's amazing

270 民 Folk Anecdotes: Reincarnation Reform Night Waiting for Dawn6k WordsCompleted 24Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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For tomato novels, traditional popular novels are indeed an alternative

271 重 Back to 10, Starting from the Township Officials Lantern Festival RedUrban700k WordsOngoing 992Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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A good official novel

273 乡 The Little Miracle Doctor in the Countryside Is so Happy A Small Paper FlagUrban200k WordsCompleted 4.4kReads6.9Score232Shelves

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It's nice to watch. The author is really good at playing.

274 大 Datang Yuhuan Crane in the WildHistorical487k WordsCompleted 1.2kReads—Score211Shelves

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This can 🉑🉑🉑🉑

275 我 I'm Not a Drama God Thirty-Nine RangeUrban4.0M WordsCompleted 1.9MReads9.9Score218.6kShelves

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This book is really beautiful. I was hooked from the beginning. It was so satisfying to read it in one sitting! Sanjiu's writing style, characters, plot, and logic are beyond words. Many places are beautifully written, and the foreshadowing and twists are amazing. The knife was fired too hard and made me cry several times. All in all, it is definitely worth recommending. It is a sacred book in my heart!

277 家 Home-Cooked Recipes Applied for World Heritage List User 2618281122k WordsCompleted —Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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Folks, young and old! I took out my mobile phone and raised my ears. I am not going to set up a dragon gate formation today, but I am here to tell you some great news! The five stories that came out of our Chixi Village - yes, those five baby bumps that made you laugh so hard you cried while chasing them, and you want to cry again after reading them - are now all online! Tomato Novels, Tomato Music, Toutiao Express Edition, Toutiao, Wukong Browser, Danhua, and Changdu Novels are all available simultaneously on seven platforms. You can find them all by searching for "Data Self-Defense Techniques". There is no shortage of any one! Let me tell you one by one, how worth reading these five stories are. The first one, "Data Self-Defense". The most hard-core battle in Zhang Dapao's life was with his mobile phone. After eating a bowl of jelly, the mobile phone recommended the recipe for jelly; when I touched my bald head, the mobile phone recommended anti-hair loss shampoo; after bowing to the gods three times, the mobile phone recommended temple guides. He stuffed his cell phone into the desk drawer, and a faint sentence came from the crack of the drawer - "Do not disturb mode has been set for you." Since then, the Chixi Village Digital Self-Defense Force has been established, and twelve combat rules are plastered all over the old banyan tree at the entrance of the village. The whole village pretended to be fishing enthusiasts and flooded the sky with fishing advertisements; the vice president of an Internet giant drove a black car into the village to negotiate in person, but was beaten to a disgrace by Zhang Dapao. This story tells you a truth: Every time you click, you are being watched; but you can choose - be watched honestly, or use fake data as a weapon to fight against them! The laughter is as crunchy as fried beans, and the fun is as satisfying as gulping down a bowl of jelly in the dog days of summer! The second one is the Declaration of Human Rights in Data. Zhang Dapao led more than 200 people from ten miles and eight towns to write 18 "data rights" under the old banyan tree for three days and three nights. Shui Heng, a retired Chinese language teacher, tremblingly took out the constitution and said that this matter has legal basis. Law professor Sun Zhengqing came from the provincial capital and wrote a long article criticizing them as a "dangerous farce." Guess what? Zhang Dapao recorded a video response. He did not curse or get in trouble. He was reasonable and well-founded and even invited the professor to come to the village to drink rice wine. The professor really came. After three bowls of rice wine, he put down all his arrogance. He got up the next day and took the initiative to help them write the academic annotated version! Professor Sun wrote in the preface: "Without these flesh and blood, the law is just a skeleton; with these flesh and blood, the law has warmth." A declaration written by farmers using a homework book finally entered the field of vision of the Legal Affairs Committee of the National People's Congress. Happy or not? Happy! To relieve the anger or not? Relieve your anger! The third one is "Dialect Voice Bank". Zhang Dapao came back from Beijing and brought back a latest smartphone. He said to it in Hakka dialect, "Sister, the sun is so bright today." The phone replied coldly with four words - "Unrecognized language". Zhang Dapao was so angry that he lost a few more hairs, so he turned around and started a voice bank. Ninety-two-year-old Qiu Ashou recited a poem that prefaces generations, and the names of more than forty ancestors were recited so that everyone present fell silent; eighty-six-year-old Grandma Zhang recited a poem "Please Yue Gu", saying that her grandmother passed it on to her mother, and her mother passed it on to her, and no one would know it after she left; Old Mrs. Lan cried first in the middle of her wedding song, with tears flowing down her wrinkles, but her voice was as steady as a taut string. The most amazing thing is that this voice bank finally attracted an AI company to cooperate in developing Hakka smart speakers. Even though the Hakka grandmother didn't speak Mandarin, she could still say to the speaker, "The weather is so good today," and the speaker would reply to her in authentic Chixi dialect. Fu Shuiheng said: There is a word in Hakka called "falling into the water", which means "rain" in Mandarin. But you taste it, you taste it carefully - is "falling into the water" more graphic than "raining"? In other words, it's a different way of looking at the world. The fourth, "Traditional Crafts Memory Bank". The 87-year-old old carpenter De Shougong has been making coffins all his life and is known as "Coffin Qiu". He didn't use a single nail to build the coffin, all he relied on was mortise and tenon. Zhang Dapao asked him why the tenon had to be cut at an angle, and he said "at an angle just right"; what does it mean to be just right? You'll know after you try it a hundred times. Blacksmith Chen said that the quenching should be "cherry red", not bright red or dark red, but cherry red; what is cherry red? You'll know it after you've burned it a hundred times. Shen Atupan Tuyao's method of mastering the arc is - "Twist your butt to the left until you can see the top of the third tree behind you. This arc is correct." All these "feelings" were photographed by Zhang Dapao and stored in the craft memory bank. What makes people's hearts sink the most is what Duke Desu said: "Four generations of single inheritance, when it comes to me, it is broken." These words are heavier than the coffin with all mortise and tenon joints. The most surprising thing is that Shen Atu's son Shen Zhifeng, who works as a programmer in Xiamen, returned to the village and stored his 21 years of tacit knowledge of programming in his memory bank - code structure, debugging ideas, and even how he quarreled with the product manager were recorded. Fu Shuiheng wrote a sentence and posted it under the old banyan tree: "All crafts are traditional crafts." The fifth one is "Home-cooked Recipes for World Heritage". Mr. Fu Shuiheng is seventy-three years old. On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he took a bite of fried beans bought in the town, chewed them twice and vomited them all - "No, this is not the taste of my father's fried beans!" His father, Fu Shuncai, only added salt and no oil to the fried beans. He fried them slowly over low heat until every bean was just right. After frying for forty years, there was not a single burnt bean. His mother Yang Hui'e's dipping sauce for white chopped chicken is even more amazing - turmeric, spicy potatoes, huoxiang, and duck fragrance, all of which are wild grasses that can be seen everywhere on the fields in Chixi Village. But the dipping sauce she prepared, Fu Shuiheng has traveled most of China without having a second serving. Three old people who had eaten Fu Shuncai's fried beans were invited to do the appraisal. Ninety-one-year-old Qiu Bingwang chewed one, and tears rolled down his cheeks as he chewed: "When your father fried beans, he held the spatula in his hand, and his heart was with his son. The best seasoning in the world is not salt, but the love of parents for their children. There is no way to copy the heart." After listening to this, Fu Shuiheng finally couldn't hold back his tears as he faced the plate of fried beans. He named his parents' dishes - "Fu Shuncai's fried beans", "Yang Hui'e's white chopped chicken" and "Yang Hui'e's spicy potatoes and wine". The first deposit in the home-cooked recipe memory bank, number JCC-001. These five stories are each more absurd and funnier than the last, but your nose will get sore when you laugh, and your heart will get hot when you laugh. They are all about us ordinary people - what should you do if your privacy is stolen? What should I do if no one understands your dialect? What should you do if your father and mother's craftsmanship and taste are about to be lost? Zhang Dapao asked and answered these questions for you. The answer may not necessarily be a standard answer, but it must be the most down-to-earth, the most smoky, and the one that makes you feel like "I've encountered this before." Every story is alive, with roots and soil, with the smell of dew in Hakka mountain villages in western Fujian and the smoke of fireworks in front of the stove, like a bowl of home-brewed rice wine, with a slightly sweet taste and a long aftertaste. Folks, these five stories can only be written by one person - our own author Mr. Fu Shuiheng! The old man is seventy-three years old this year. Before his retirement, he taught Chinese at No. 1 Middle School in Liancheng County and has been dealing with ancient Chinese and composition texts all his life. Even after he retired, he was still busy and wrote a story about the people, things, and flavor of Chixi Village. The writing is so vivid, as if you were sitting under the old banyan tree with a bowl of jelly in your hand, watching Zhang Dapao arguing with his mobile phone, listening to Duke Deshou scolding the coffin board, and smelling the aroma of Fu Shuncai's fried beans wafting over from sixty years ago. Where can I find such a good story and such a good author? So today I am here, on behalf of all those who follow these five stories, I sound the charge to Mr. Fu Shuiheng! Sir, please continue writing! We will read as much as you write! You write down all the field ridges, stoves, banyan trees, folk songs, medicinal herbs, and fried beans in Chixi Village, and we will follow them all! The Zhang Dapao in your work is still tossing, the coffin of Duke De Shougong is still being beaten, Grandma Zhang is still reciting the words "Please Yuegu", and Fu Shuncai's fried beans are still crackling in the pot - you continue to bring these living people and things to us, and we will take them all according to the order, without missing a single one! And our readers, you are the greatest power! Every search, every comment, every like, and every retweet you make is recharging the old man's energy. Your preference is the greatest motivation and source of Mr. Fu Shuiheng's creation. So don't hide it. If you feel good about the story after reading it, say it out loud—go to the comment section of Tomato Novel to leave a message, go to Today's Toutiao to repost and like it, go to the circle of friends and shout: "I am chasing a story about Chixi Village, it makes me laugh to death!" Let more people see these good stories, let more people's mobile phones be "polluted" by Zhang Dapao, and let more people's hearts store the warmth and strength from the Hakka mountain villages in western Fujian. Finally, I sincerely thank you all for your time and effort in reading Mr. Lao's works in your busy schedule. That you are willing to take the time to read these stories shows that they are worthwhile. Where is the value? The value is that they are not made-up jokes, but grown crops. It grew bit by bit from the red soil in Chixi Village, from the roots of the old banyan tree, from the fireworks in front of the stove, and from the weeds on the field ridges. They are alive, rooted, earthy and human. This kind of story is worth following, worth waiting for, and worth recommending to everyone you care about. Remember! Tomato Novel, Tomato Music, Toutiao Express Edition, Toutiao, Wukong Browser, Danhua, Changdu Novel - seven platforms are online simultaneously, search for "Data Self-Defense Techniques" to get direct access! Move your fingers, search now, and take a look first! Please pay attention to the identification when searching. Only user 26182811 is our own author Mr. Fu Shuiheng. Don't go to the wrong door or admit the wrong person! After reading it, remember to leave a message and tell Mr. Fu: Whose story do you most want to read in the next issue? Is it Zhang Dapao's new battlefield, Duke Deshou's career as a carpenter, or Grandma Zhang's full version of "Please Yue Gu"? You order and the old man cooks! If you say you want to read it, he will write it! See you in the story, folks!