Underrated Novels That Are Surprisingly Perfect

403 九 Uncle Jiu: Starting from Being Rescued by Shi Jian Don't Be CrazyMystery1.4M WordsCompleted 62.5kReads8.3Score7kShelves

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Xiaoxing ⭐ recommends a few books to everyone. The first one is a zombie novel by Uncle Jiu. The protagonist has a very upright outlook on life and is very capable and becomes a senior brother. The second one is about completing a mission and getting close to Naruto, but with sincerity. Hehe, it's quite interesting. The third one... Heheheheheheheheheheheheheoocwarning⚠️laughed~it's funny and not happy to read

405 所 So, Are You Waiting for Me in the Future? Maybe KnowUrban143k WordsCompleted 125Reads8.1Score—Shelves

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These books are not perfect, but they are still good-looking. They are not gold medals, but they are also rare good books among tomatoes. The first and fourth light novels have good writing skills and the emotions of youth are well written. The second book has similar content to the name, but the male and female protagonists redeem each other, and there are no big problems in the logic of the writing. The third book is a science fiction light novel. It is not an ordinary sex story. The writing is very good, the characters are well-developed, and my introduction is weak. If you are short of books, you can give it a try (hold your fists)

414 未 Didn't Choose the Phoenix to Return To The Good Ones Are Both Good212k WordsOngoing 855Reads—Score—Shelves

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416 七 Nightmare at Seven O'clock Reminiscing About the Passing Years12k WordsCompleted 241Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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Quite pretty

417 对 Sorry, I Don't Talk About Love Late at Night Model EmblemUrban1.6M WordsCompleted 8.6kReads8.7Score700Shelves

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As an honest person, I read this book and it was very inspiring. But the writing is too extreme, but it's still perfect.

420 快 Happy Exam Week Overturn the HorseMystery837k WordsCompleted 10.5kReads9.2Score1.9kShelves

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Looks good! ! ! Super pretty! ! !

423 鸦 Crow Immortal Seal a VolumeEastern Fantasy2.5M WordsOngoing 71.1kReads8.6Score7.5kShelves

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I like it very much. There is no cp man who writes about cultivating immortals. No, the one about cultivating demons has copies of other worlds' technology and end-of-the-earth genres. Apartment 18 is an infinite horror genre, it was very interesting but it scared me so I stopped watching it.

424 英 In the Age of Heroic Spirits, I Can Simulate Infinite Possibilities An Empty ThoughtUrban2.4M WordsOngoing 64.8kReads8.4Score5.8kShelves

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A high-quality, infinite flow simulator, a good article, a cool article about urban martial arts, neither intellectual nor brainless, and the main character's combat power is at its ceiling. This book is definitely good to read.

427 职 Workplace Tongtiandai: My Allies Are the Ancient Gods Jun Mo Ze ZeModern Romance248k WordsCompleted 5Reads—Score—Shelves

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Both books are unpopular. Agree?

430 小 Violin and Rose Song Guanhua180k WordsCompleted 606Reads8.9Score100Shelves

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"Do you love me?" "Of course." "Then you..." "Can you get admitted to Tsinghua University for me?" "What?" "The person I love must be the best person. After you are admitted to Tsinghua University, you will strive for a full scholarship to study abroad, get a double degree with a master's degree and a Ph. D., And then return to China to build a modern and powerful socialist country, work hard for the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation, and embark on a new journey..." Tang Chengli: "?" System: [? ? ? Yan Heyan: "Go to study, my love. I have always loved you deeply, and I believe you will be able to be named on the gold medal list." The two of them and the cat were sitting under the tree, with a large green ivy in the background. It was clearly just early spring, but summer was already here. He vaguely remembered that the cat seemed to be a male cat... The male cat's name was Xiaolihua... Cough. I don't know if Xiaolihua herself will be happy. This person has passed away, but the living will never forget him. Hua Yuran grinned, but a tear suddenly slipped down and scattered in the silent night wind. "Put down the gun, or I'll kill someone first and then drown myself." A person who commits suicide commits the precept of killing. He is too sinful and has no right to be reborn. So after all, I'll stay with you until my soul is gone. The lyrics continue. In front of the Jade Tea Hall, the day returns to dusk, the red candle welcomes people, and the handsome people are supported by the country. But don't miss each other. The Peony Pavilion is on the road to three lives. At least, in the face of justice, justice is self-evident. What should be the best ending to a story? The two fell into a pool of blood, their consciousness on the verge of death. "..." At the last moment when he heard the siren, Yin Qianshan exhaled his last breath and slowly closed his eyes. It seems that this is not bad. The one I loved was buried with me along with the whole city. Where am I. And who am I... Yan Heyan was just a pen name I casually chose at the beginning. My real name is Song Guanhua. The fairy wanders in the painting to observe its surroundings. However, I only love poetry and painting. "Who the hell are you!" More memories gradually flooded into my mind. The surrounding scene gradually loses color and becomes unreal. Yan Heyan no longer wanted to witness death. The depression and grievances that had been bound to the plot for a long time suddenly broke out. He collapsed emotionally and could no longer shed tears in his eyes. The operating bed, the sleeping cabin, and the A7203... And Shen Mu. "Speak! Who are you..." There was no response for a long time. The system automatically settles and waits to enter the next plot. Yan Heyan covered his face with his hands and burst into tears. [Current plot line: Violin and Rose] [Current progress: 0%] [Need to reach the plot direction, Happy Ending...] [Error. ] [Unable to detect host heart rate, error. ] [Applying for self-test...] [Beep, error. Host respiration cannot be detected. ] [The host's vital signs cannot be detected. Dip! It is detected that the dormant cabin environment has been destroyed, please stop the plot travel immediately! ] [Repeat again! It is detected that the dormant cabin environment has been destroyed, please stop the plot travel immediately! ] [Repeat again! Sleeping cabin environment detected——@#￥%…&*(noise)] [Beep——(noise caused by signal disorder)] Hello. I am A7203, your system boot. Please don't be afraid. Keep breathing and I will lead you back to human civilization. It has taken 13.8 Billion years since the birth of the universe. Billions of stars, as vast as the sea. Human civilization, like fireworks, is fleeting. You and I, wrapped up in the torrent of time, are like white stardust floating on an island in the universe. Slender and small, lonely but gentle. And you are all the memories in my entire universe. Yeah, it's over. The story continues, but unfortunately I am gone. It's over, it's all over. "Good night, Yanyan." Without hesitation, he pointed the gun between his eyebrows and pulled the trigger. Blood flowers bloomed, accompanied by a deafening gunshot. Shen Mu lay in a pool of blood and soon lost his breath. What should be the best ending to a story? Shen Mu didn't know. When he saw Yan Heyan being pushed into the operating room covered in blood, his whole body felt like it was struck by lightning. He has performed countless operations on patients throughout his life, but the most failed operation failed to save his lover. So Yan Heyan was sent to the dormant cabin. Shen Mu designed the plot against the rules, restarting the story and clearing everything up. I just hope that he can see him one last time. He has tried his best to write a beautiful and romantic ending to this story. Unfortunately, the happy ending of the story never belonged to him. ——The scenery is infinite for a while, and there are countless silk and red tips. The morning sun is bright and gentle, the gauze curtains flutter lightly, and the orioles outside the window sing their beautiful songs. The night is full of stars and clear. I looked up and saw stars twinkling overhead. The cool evening breeze blew in my face. A gray cloud slowly drifted across the night sky above my head. I closed my eyes and smelled the fragrant scent of the camphor tree. The railway to the north is out of service. The track has lost maintenance and is gradually aging, with green weeds growing between the sleepers, almost to waist height. It turns out that time really flies by. Flowers will bloom again, and people will never be young again. I was alone and had no idea why I was trapped in this ridiculous drama. Endless, no end. I love you in every capacity. I'm consistent. Is there something wrong with the world, or have I already gone crazy? Maybe there is no such thing as words and colors at all. This world is fake. And I am a god who is left behind in the world and separated from all sentient beings. "..." Yan Heyan opened his eyes with empty eyes, started the car and drove off the street. Then let's see what's at the end of the plot. Storms followed. Yan Heyan drove a car alone, countless memories flashed before his eyes in the deserted city, but Yan Heyan could no longer tell whether those memories really existed. He couldn't explain the sense of déjà vu he saw, couldn't explain the meaning of his existence... The system, just like how it had inexplicably brought him into that dark basement, left him to fend for himself in the plot. I am Yan Heyan. I am not Yan Heyan. So who am I? The sunshine of early winter, the steaming coffee, and the never-ending manuscripts still stored in the computer... The memory of being urged by the editor in the middle of the night seemed so far away that it seemed like a lifetime ago. There is also the "The Myth of Sisyphus" that I can never finish reading... The world is absurd, like an illusory dream. And you and I are just absurd people living in it and enjoying ourselves. Then I... Whose dream person is it? Maybe we just met in a dream? Cars crash and explode. The fire was so bright that even passers-by from several blocks around saw the huge fireball rising into the sky. At the last moment before the momentum disappeared, a gentle murmur sounded in my ears. He looked at him and saw those moving azure eyes. As always. "I'm still here, don't be afraid." "..." Yan Heyan was silent for a long time, "So... Is this the so-called 'déjà vu'? Because I have actually experienced it?" Song Guanhua smiled and shrugged, "Ha, I'm not a psychologist." "But this world... Is not reasonable at all." Yan Heyan lowered his head and expressed his true inner thoughts. [Absurdity is the confirmation of sober reason's limitations. Just because life is meaningless, it is all the more worth living. Being yourself will give life unlimited possibilities. ] "For a while, I fell into a strong sense of nothingness. I thought the world was meaningless." The universe is vast, and human existence may be said to be an accident of life. Then when everything goes into disorder, everything returns to death. What is the meaning of all this, happening at this moment? "So I... Was terrified. I couldn't stop thinking. The only thing that could stop me was death." When I stood on the rooftop, I couldn't see anything. The wind was strong and cold, and the darkness beneath my feet swallowed me up like an abyss, causing me to drown in this indifferent world. "..." After an unknown amount of time, Song Guanhua closed the bookcase and sighed lightly. "Come with me for a walk?" Along the way, the two of them were silent. Perhaps the topic of "death" is too heavy and no one wants to mention it again. Follow the bridge and head north. As night falls, the river floats with shimmering light, and a huge steel city is suspended outside the world. "Sometimes when I can't write, I go for a walk here." Song Guanhua's voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself. "It's strange. There are many squares and parks around, but I chose to come here for a walk. In fact, this is just an ordinary steel mill." The two walked to the center of the bridge. Song Guanhua leaned against the fence and pointed the direction to Yan Heyan, "Look, that's the steel-making furnace." Yan Heyan looked up. Although the streetlights above his head were a bit dazzling, he could still clearly see the blazing fire coming from the blast furnace hidden in the night. The firelight jumped and surged endlessly, as if it had pure and tenacious vitality. "In ancient Greek mythology, it was Prometheus who brought fire to mankind, and human civilization began. "However, fire can bring warmth and can also burn everything. "The car crashed and exploded. The rising fire illuminated Yan Heyan and he came back to his senses. "... It's spectacular. Song Guanhua nodded, "These things cannot be seen in books. You can only see them with your own eyes." "The chimney is tall and the fog is warm. Those lights that are lit all night are floating in the white smoke, accompanied by the unique cold texture of the machine. It all looks so unreal. Across the far river bank, the fire is burning. Yan Heyan closed his eyes and felt the wind blowing in front of him. "I have another question. " "You say. Yan Heyan opened his eyes, "Who am I?" "..." Song Guanhua stared into his eyes, his expression becoming extremely serious, "You are the character in my writing, Yan Heyan." "Am I still alive?" "He asked again. "When I was alive, you were still alive. When I died, you were still alive. " "Can you swim? " "What? "Yan Heyan was stunned. "Jump down. Either start the next plot, or follow the river and return to the sea. "Song Guanhua opened his arms and hugged Yan Heyan tightly, as if saying his last goodbyes. "This world is inherently unreasonable, Yan Yan. "Song Guanhua smiled slightly, with unconcealable sadness in his smile. But we must first learn to face it. Song Guanhua lowered his head and wiped his eyes, turned and left. [...] [Welcome back.] [The system has been running for a total of two years, five months, twenty-six days, seven hours, fifteen minutes and forty-six seconds. Thank you for your generous contribution during this period.] [Do you want to permanently format the system operating data?] [Note: This process cannot be reversed!] [Agree] [Cancel]

432 赐 It's Hard to Escape from a Given Marriage You Sui154k WordsCompleted 2.2kReads9.2Score306Shelves

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Reading this book from my perspective back then, I thought it was very high-quality and very Machiavellian. It was about a good-for-nothing prince. Betty was actually a very strong hunter who worked hard for the country. In the end, she and her partner retired to the mountains and fields. Anyway, after reading it, I felt like I was still unfinished and wanted to read more.

433 【 Comprehensive Classicsnineteenth Century Adventurers Lin Hualan517k WordsOngoing 72.1kReads8.8Score14.4kShelves

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It's beautiful, the writing is smooth, the plot is compact, and it's hard to put down.

434 假 If the Fake Daughter Becomes the Favor of the Villain Group, of Course She Will Be Spoiled. Yi SirModern Romance287k WordsCompleted 19.6kReads9.5Score2.9kShelves

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The first completed novel. In the story, the baby girl has a brain and a high IQ, and the brother and sister redeem each other. Recommended reading! The second book is a "Tomb Robber Notes" fanfic. The author writes it very well and the characters are well created. The heroine is a genius at seal writing and the friendship lines are excellent. The only drawback is that the update is too slow. I have been raising it for a long time. [Crying] [Crying] The heroine in the third book is super flirty and gentle. Each male protagonist is well portrayed and has obvious personality traits, and there are many AI pictures in the comment area. Ah, ah, I want everything to support my baby girl. Recommended recommended.

438 不 Aren't They Just for Fun? Second Lady, I'm Very Busy There Are Small Fish in the WaterAncient Romance552k WordsOngoing 845Reads—Score140Shelves

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There are no more than 10 ancient Chinese novels in Zhanghui style on the entire Internet. The author has worked hard.

441 综 Zongwu: Stop Being a Human Being Ten DirectionsMartial Arts1.8M WordsOngoing 7.5kReads8.8Score434Shelves

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The first one was really great but felt unpopular

443 十 Thirteen Death Gods Fan Luo169k WordsCompleted 354Reads9.4Score112Shelves

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The first book is the Western Fantasy Death, with delicate emotions and novel stories (he) The second book is the ultimate secret love, two-way redemption, superb writing, and a tearjerker (he Shuangjie) The third and fifth books are the ultimate perversion, who knows who can see (he Shuangjie) The fourth book is case reasoning, overly smooth emotions, and the story has ups and downs (he Shuangqiang)

447 被 Being Dragged into Filming by a Gangster Roommate Easy Bean Bag313k WordsCompleted 9.7kReads8.9Score1.4kShelves

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Both of these books are quite good. I feel that not many people have read the first one. But I really like the emotional line and the characters. I don't know why the rating is not 9.

449 锁 Suo Liuli Jiang ChengyucAncient Romance36k WordsCompleted 124Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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An unpopular book for newcomers, but a perfect female video😍