[The Masterpiece Will Never Be Buried, It Is Just a Lotus Blooming in the Mud]

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With more than 2,000 hours of certification, I have been a bookworm for more than ten years. I only recommend good books, which are not brainless and have plots. Every book is a high-quality product, and you won't say a word after reading it.

157 全 Everyone Is Trying to Survive in the Fog, I Build My Home with the Flesh and Blood of the Evil God Half an Acre of SunshineSci-Fi & Apocalypse2.7M WordsOngoing 183.7kReads9.0Score20.3kShelves

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This is the true God

158 我 I Am the King Model EmblemUrban1.1M WordsCompleted 1.8kReads8.4Score136Shelves

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I've only read a dozen chapters. Don't bring the emotions you felt while reading the novel into real life! ! !

159 重 Rebirth 08: Medical Boss Who Is Liu BeiUrban45k WordsOngoing 95Reads—Score—Shelves

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One of the masterpieces, the sales director is reborn, from a small drugstore to a [pharmaceutical group] high-rise building... The protagonist is worth 90 billion yuan, ranking 22nd on China's wealth list. Two heroines with high IQs, a high-end Shura field. The words are used very carefully, and it looks much better than AI writing.

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They are all written without any problems and can be read smoothly.

161 开 Rural Girl at the Beginning BataoModern Romance155k WordsOngoing —Reads—Score—Shelves

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The next day, the sun was still scorching the city. The landscape trees on both sides of the street had drooped their leaves. The sound of whistles was endless. The wind was sultry and mixed with the smell of car exhaust. "Mom" Zhao Yao, who was watching TV, saw a person coming in outside the door, it was his mother, Zhao Yao shouted happily. "Yao Yao, come and see if you are taller?" Yang Qun walked in and waved to Zhao Yao. Zhao Yao also moved forward and stopped in front of Yang Qun. Yang Qun gestured and said. "Still a little taller, where is your cousin?" Yang Qun asked. "Cousin is busy in the back." Yang Qun opened the curtain, walked inside, and started chatting with his cousin. Zhang Mei left Yang Qun and her daughter to have lunch before leaving. Yang Qun no longer refused. After the meal, Yang Qun gave Zhang Mei some of the meat and vegetables given by Yin Xiu, and got some meat and vegetables given by Lanzhi, and then returned by bus. Carrying a military green schoolbag, Zhao Yao followed Yang Qun and turned left and right to a factory building. The rumbling sound of machines was very noisy. He walked along the wall to the house at the back. Yang Qun took out the key and opened a room inside. What he saw was the upper and lower floors. The upper bunk on the left was full of sundries, and the upper bunk on the right was also full of sundries. Both lower bunks were covered with beds. There was a table next to it with a rice cooker and a wok on it. Further inside was a toilet that was less than one square meter. Originally, Yang Qun and his wife lived separately. Yang Qun lived in the women's dormitory and Zhao Liang lived in the men's dormitory. Because Zhao Yao was on summer vacation and wanted to accompany Zhao Yao, they paid more and moved to a single room, so that the family of three lived in one dormitory. "Your dad went to work and came back in the evening. I worked the night shift last night and I won't go to work during the day. I'll have dinner later and you can play here for a while. I'll go to work and your dad will come back from get off work." Yang Qun said to Zhao Yao, who nodded. Yang Qun washed the rice, cooked it in the rice cooker, boiled some hot water, washed a little of the bacon and sausage, cooked a few eggplants, and mixed one with water for dipping. The mother and daughter had dinner, and Yang Qun went to work. Zhao Yao was alone in the dormitory, with no TV or playmates, and was extremely bored. Zhao Yao was so bored that he took out his homework and wrote it for a while before Zhao Liang came back. "Dad" Zhao Yao shouted happily when he saw the dormitory door was opened and Zhao Liang came in. "I still know how to do my homework." When Zhao Liang came back from work, he saw Zhao Yao doing his homework and expressed great satisfaction. In the evening, Zhao Liang took Zhao Yao to visit a large shopping mall. Zhao Yao felt very cool as soon as he entered the shopping mall building. Now Zhao Yao knows that this is called air conditioning. The lights in a building are bright. After entering, they are all selling clothes, jewelry, cosmetics, and food. Rows of clothes are hung under the lights and worn on models. They have a strong sense of design and temperament. There are some styles that Zhao Yao has never seen before; gold, silver, jade, diamond, and shiny jewelry are lying in the glass display window, necklaces, earrings, bracelets, rings, everything; the beautiful saleswoman wears exquisite makeup and introduces products to customers. When passing by the counter, you can smell the fragrant smell, and complete sets of cosmetics are high Short and short, Zhao Yao didn't know what it was for, but Zhao Yao thought the set of small bottles were so beautiful; the red, green, white, triangular, round, and square desserts looked delicious. A fragrance wafted over, the smell of roasting things, and the sound of sizzling. There were various drinks beside them, with some words on them. Zhao Yao didn't recognize any of them, most of them were only foreigners. Zhao Yao was dazzled by the various shops, and the people coming and going were all brightly dressed. Zhao Liang took Zhao Yao around, but he didn't go into any of the shops. The consumption in these places was beyond what a tight life could afford. Zhao Yao also knew his family conditions well, so he just had to look at them. He didn't say he wanted to buy beautiful clothes, snacks, or food. After walking around in the mall, Zhao Liang bought Zhao Yao a pack of spicy strips and a cone from the small shop outside the factory, both of which were prohibited by Yang Qun. Zhao Liang waited for Zhao Yao to sit outside and finish eating before going back, fearing that Yang Qun would accidentally catch him when he went back, and he would be blamed again. Zhao Liang said after the father and daughter entered the factory. "Would you like to go to where we work and have a look?" "Yes" Zhao Yao followed Zhao Liang to the place where they worked. As soon as Zhao Yao entered the factory, he felt very stuffy. The rumbling ventilation fan could not blow away the stuffy heat. There were very large machines in a row against the wall. Some workers were stuffing white bed sheets and quilt covers into the machines. Some workers took out the washed bed sheets and quilt covers from the machines and put them in the frame. As soon as the machine door opened, a heat wave hit the workers; People move the washed bed sheets and quilt covers to the machine on the other side. It is hotter here. The machine sprays high-temperature water steam to iron the washed bed sheets and quilt covers. Behind each workbench are stacked boxes, which are constantly being sent here. The other side is the folding area. Workers work in groups of two or one person to fold the ironed bed sheets and quilt covers and put them into the cargo frame. Zhao Yao looked around and found Yang Qun in the folding area. Yang Qun was working with a short, fat middle-aged woman. The two of them grabbed one end of the sheet, folded it in the middle, folded it in half, then walked to the middle and exchanged the corner, folded it again, and a sheet was folded. "Mom" Zhao Yao ran to Yang Qun's side, but he was afraid of disturbing Yang Qun's work, so he stopped three steps away from Yang Qun. "Xiao Yang, this is your daughter, she is so cute," said the middle-aged woman who worked with Yang Qun. "Yao Yao, call me Niang Niang" "Niang Niang" "You have a sweet mouth and are generous." The simple conversation made the surrounding workers look this way, including of course the foreman. Yang Qun saw the foreman looking this way and said. "Yao Yao, you and dad go back and play. I'm at work and don't have time." "Oh" Zhao Yao didn't make any trouble and went to find Zhao Liang obediently. He followed Zhao Yao back to the dormitory and lay on the bed. Zhao Yao was still recalling the big shopping mall he saw today. It was so luxurious. He really didn't know when he could go shopping in the big shopping mall. He passed by the place where his parents worked. It was hot and bitter. He felt like there was endless work and he had to work at night. He didn't know how his parents persisted. It's really the same city, different people, different lives. She, Zhao Yao, can only go to big shopping malls and can't afford anything. Her parents can only do hard and tiring jobs in the bustling city with low wages. The two comparisons and differences let Zhao Yao know that there is another life, and it also quietly changed Zhao Yao. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 23. The gluttons sucked in by the storm Zhao Yao felt hot on his face. When he woke up, he found that the sun was hitting his face. The sun was already high and there was another person on the opposite bed. It was Yang Qun who had returned from the night shift. Zhao Yao got up quietly and went to the toilet. The sound of flushing woke up Yang Qun. It was already past eleven o'clock. The mother and daughter found Zhao Liang's cooked rice in the pot. After heating it, lunch was settled. Zhao Liang had lunch in the factory. In the afternoon, mother and daughter took another nap. When they woke up, Yang Qun was putting insoles and Zhao Yao was doing homework. Wearing a thimble in hand, holding the needle and thread, he penetrated the thick insole one stitch at a time. The small insole was just as big as Zhao Yao's foot. The fine stitches, each small cross, were particularly neat. They were also neat on the back of the insole. A bright flower stretched from the sole of the foot to the heel, with red flowers and green leaves. The yellow background was extremely bright. The sun shone into the room, casting Yang Qun's figure with halo. The squeaking fan kept ringing. Zhao Yao didn't feel irritated. Instead, it sounded quite pleasant. The wind blowing lightly ruffled Yang Qun's hair from time to time. Zhao Yao thought that she was happy at this moment. "Mom, I've finished writing today," Zhao Yao said to Yang Qun. "Let's take a rest after finishing writing. After I take these two injections, we will go out to buy groceries." "Okay." Zhao Yao quickly threw his summer homework and pen into his schoolbag and leaned close to Yang Qun, knowingly asking. "Mom, who are you making these insoles for?" "It's up to you to tell the size of the feet." "Anyi, there are new insoles. Am I the only one who has them?" "You, your father, grandparents, grandparents all have them." "What about you?" "I haven't worn out the previous ones, so I'll finish them for you first. I'll do it if I have time. If I don't have time, forget it." Yang Qunping often chats with his daughter, but Zhao Yao feels that his mother is so stupid. Everyone has it, but he wears an old one. He cares about everyone, but doesn't know how to care about himself. After a while, Yang Qun collected the half-length needles, pinned them on the insole, got up and went to the toilet, and was about to go out. Zhao Yao picked up the insole and touched the tight and flat stitches. The hard and thick insole made Zhao Yao feel warm in his heart. He quickly put it down when he heard the sound of Yang Qun flushing the toilet. "Let's go, close the door." Yang Qun greeted Zhao Yao, and Zhao Yao followed Yang Qun with his calves in full swing. Walking out of the factory area, there was a small road. After turning a few corners, the road became wider and wider. When entering an alley, a fishy smell came from the shop. Zhao Yao thought that he had arrived. Yang Qun took Zhao Yao to buy some leafy vegetables. He remembered that the seasonings at home were running out, so he bought them. Some onions, ginger, and garlic. Just looking at the vegetable market is many times larger than the market in Minzhu Town, with a wide variety of varieties. The fishmongers in Minzhu Town basically only sell common farmed freshwater fish such as carp, crucian carp, and silver carp. But here Zhao Yao not only saw fish sellers, but also shrimp sellers. Eight, eel sellers, bullfrog sellers, and even aquatic products from the sea, these are all things Zhao Yao has never seen in Minzhu Town; vegetable stalls come one after another. The vegetable stalls in Minzhu Town basically sell seasonal vegetables and home-cooked dishes, such as bamboo shoots, okra, and tea tree mushrooms. Zhao Yao This was the first time that Yao saw it. Every vegetable stall was neatly divided into categories. After coming out, there was a shop selling cooked food. There were everything from husband and wife lung slices, roast duck, braised meat, etc. Zhao Yao felt hungry after smelling it, but he had already bought the food. If he could bear it, he could go home and cook. "Yao Yao, there is a Chuan Chuan Xiang restaurant here. It's delicious. Let's go there and eat it later," Yang Qun suggested. Zhao Yao was overjoyed and looked at Yang Qun with bright eyes, a look of disbelief on his face. In Zhao Yao's mind, his mother had always been frugal and opposed eating outside. She always said that the food outside was unclean. Unexpectedly, his mother was willing to take him to eat skewers. Zhao Yao was very happy. "Okay, okay. I'm hungry." The mother and daughter had just walked a few dozen meters and turned the corner when they saw a tricycle parked in front of them. A dark-skinned and slightly fat middle-aged woman was busy in front of a large pot supported on the coal stove on the tricycle. There were two small folding tables next to them, which were already full of people. There were also some people gathered in front of the woman. There were stainless steel trays on them, and the cooked incense and seasonings were placed on the trays. They were eating standing up. Yang Qun took Zhao Yao to choose vegetables first. Zhao Yao took some potato slices, lotus root slices, duck intestines, yellow throat, beef, and cabbage sum. There were about twenty skewers, and he didn't take any more. Yang Qun saw Zhao Yao's sensibleness and said immediately. "It's very cheap here, it's only a dime a bunch, you can eat whatever you want." Zhao Yao then took some more fungus, oyster mushrooms, pork belly, duck feet, chicken feet, etc. And said. "Mom, take it too, I don't know what to take." Yang Qun looked at Zhao Yao who had only taken about fifty skewers, and then stepped forward and took some day lilies, coriander, ribs, chicken wings, etc., A big plate full, the bottom of the red old soup pot was steaming, Zhao Yao only felt it was fragrant, more fragrant than the skewers at the school gate, Yang Qun handed the selected skewers to the boss, and the boss gave Yang Qun a number note, and the mother and daughter waited aside. At this time, one table had finished eating and left. The mother and daughter hurriedly went to the vacant seat and sat down. The boss controlled the heat very well. The potato slices, duck intestines, etc. Were as crisp as they should be, and the oyster mushrooms were cooked until they were full of soup. They also came with two food dishes, one dry and one oil. They were all free. The ingredients for the food dish were in the bucket next to the boss. If you don't have any, you can add it yourself. The dry dish is spicy, and the oil dish is spicy. Zhao Yao likes both of them, and he can eat them in one bite. A dish of oil was very satisfying. The mother and daughter ate a portion of two adults, which surprised the boss. After finishing the meal, the bill was only 12 yuan and 30 cents. The boss also added zero and paid 12 yuan. Although Zhao Yao had almost no chance to eat out and was not sure about the price of eating out, Zhao Yao was sure that 12 yuan could not buy so many sticks of incense outside the school gate. Zhao Yao thought it was a great deal. "Don't tell me that we went out to eat skewers when you get back. Your father knows that it's time to tell me. He told you not to eat these things, and at the same time he took you to eat these things," Yang Qun said. "I will never miss a word." Zhao Yao could only promise without patting his chest. What Yang Qun didn't know was that yesterday, father and daughter went to eat ice cream and spicy sticks without telling her, and they thought so. Zhao Yao couldn't help but secretly chuckle in his heart, like a wallflower and a two-faced man. After the mother and daughter went back, they cooked dinner for Zhao Liang. When Zhao Liang came back from get off work and saw that the rice in the pot had not been touched, he couldn't help but look puzzled. Yang Qun only said that it was because the two mothers had finished the rice and it was gone, so they cooked rice for Zhao Liang again. Zhao Liang, who was unaware, was touched and felt that the fatigue of a hard day's work had been reduced by half. With a wife and daughter like this, what else could you ask for. (It's time to shine, the writing and plot logic are very online)

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It's very, very beautiful. If you don't look at it, your life will be in vain.

164 教 The Professor Doesn't Want to Love, but He Wants to Give Birth to Two Children Deep RedUrban1.4M WordsOngoing 17.2kReads9.5Score1kShelves

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🍅5000 Hours long, I highly recommend this book. It's quite good-looking and very nice... The male protagonist, a business tycoon, is reborn after the college entrance examination. He meets a female professor at his university and falls in love with her... [Lick screen]

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This book can definitely make you a god. Many female channels who claim to be emperors are too superficial and just do it for fun. This one has already discussed the issue of class.

170 人 People Are Writing Chicken Soup in Yingjiang, and Everyone Is Begging Me to Be the President. Steamed Plum Pastry SauceUrban1.0M WordsCompleted 110.4kReads9.6Score15.9kShelves

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1: "And what are our children doing? Watching damn short videos on their tablets at home and watching those stupid Internet celebrity idiots! What Chinese children can do is unimaginable in American schools!" "I asked my daughter yesterday, honey, what did you learn in school? She told me that the teacher was teaching her how to identify 10 sexual orientations and 97 genders. Damn these damn teachers. The kindergarten even asked my daughter to fill out a profile on sexual orientation and gender identity!"

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A rare good book, found in S.

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Nice job writing.

174 刚 As Soon as I Broke Out of My Shell, the 700-Meter-Long Dragon Stared at Me. Golden Rice GrainsEastern Fantasy8.2M WordsCompleted 80.2kReads9.3Score8.1kShelves

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It's so good. The first one is about Dragon. The pace is a bit slow, but it's very interesting and the world view is great. My personal favorite is the first one

174 听 Listen to Fenglouge Shooting Water from Across the BankUrban186k WordsOngoing 226Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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When all the yellow sand is blown away, gold can be seen. Listen to the wind and boil the rain. "Listen to the Song of the Wind Tower" and wait for the great driver Bole Xiangma at any time.

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Blow away all the yellow sand and only gold will appear. Listen to the wind and boil the rain. "Listen to the Song of Fenglou" and wait for the great driver Bole Xiangma at any time.

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The first one is well-written, the world is gamified, and the protagonist has a golden finger. The second one has unlimited flow, and the dungeons are divided into puzzles, survival, confrontation, and fighting. The protagonist is the only professional fraudster. He deceives others to gain trust. He experiences various professions and can have multiple professions. The protagonist has the vest of many organizations. In the third book, the protagonist can see ghosts, rents a haunted house, and travels around the world in order to fulfill the last wishes of every wronged soul. Complex geographical environment, extremely changeable climate environment, and forbidden areas containing many mysterious beasts. A serial murder case that has not been solved for more than ten years. A little girl who uses kindness as bait and has a human face and an animal heart. One sentence that led to the death of his biological father. A foreign country with constant gunfire, gang wars, and a den of snakes and rats between the mayor and the gangs

176 你 Is Your Life Enough to Pay for It? Not ArrogantUrban372k WordsOngoing 272Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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A fairy tale for adults about cultivating immortality, which is exciting, lustful, and outrageous. "Is your life enough to pay for it?" ", Written by Bu Qiuzhang, the male protagonist is dumped at the beginning and is in poverty. He accidentally obtained the inheritance of cultivating immortals. He practices to be supreme and forgets his feelings, but he insists on controlling the cause and effect - whoever betrays him will be repaid a hundredfold; whoever loves him will protect him to the death. I met girls of all kinds along the way, and I treated them all sincerely. Double cultivation is not only a warming of feelings, but also a breakthrough in cultivation. From a mortal to the pinnacle, he has done it: not only to keep his beauty, but also to surrender to the world.

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It has the potential to be on par with God-Slayer. The author writes it really well, and it has a bit of a dragon feel to it.

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(Personally inspected by myself) The first book highly recommended!! When the boy and the red hair behind him looked at each other, the sky thunder split the boy down into the valley, and the story in the fish pond had just begun (Little Junior Sister: Did I hit the wrong person?)