Is There Any Old Saying That the Male Protagonist Is an Optimistic, Bright Little Sun?

1 恋 Love Says It's Coming! Hoard MimiModern Romance344k Wordscompleted 19.4kReads9.2Score3.8kShelves

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When I went out to buy fruit, I tripped and got a crush on myself. If the other person doesn't remember her, then she will be his deskmate, become his friend, and get out of school together. Just when she thought she could take it step by step and boil the frog in warm water, "Crack," she fell off her horse. On what to do if your crush knows about your crush! Wen Run: A secret love becomes a reality and a girl chases a man with a veil. Lu Wenxi: A friend becomes a girlfriend, and the change of mind only takes a moment.

2 白 How Can Bai Yueguang Have the Fragrance of a Married Wife? Crazy Repair Half of the RelationshipModern Romance379k Wordscompleted 50.8kReads9.1Score5.2kShelves

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This novel is very suitable. The male protagonist is an optimistic and cheerful little sun. Not only does he warm the people around him, but his wife also likes him very much.

3 宝 Baby, Wouldn't It Be Nice to Like Me? Crane Farewell to the Green MountainsModern Romance300k Wordscompleted 125.6kReads9.3Score22.6kShelves

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My family is this [laughing] optimistic and bright, and he is very attentive. He is simply the man of my dreams.

4 被 The Canine Male Partner Who Is Favored by the Male Protagonist Si Mianmian1.0M Wordscompleted 14.1kReads9.3Score1.9kShelves

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It's very beautiful. There is a world where the male protagonist is the type of Little Sun.

5 挽 Wan Chunjiao April 33Ancient Romance445k Wordscompleted 12.3kReads9.3Score2kShelves

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The male protagonist, who was born in martial arts, helped the female protagonist Song Shu resolve the divorce, and then pursued the female protagonist. He was very thick-skinned and called the female protagonist his father before proposing marriage. He was very cheerful and straightforward, and finally lived a happy life with the female protagonist.

6 真 The Truth Is Within the Grasp of My Sword BianluAncient Romance710k Wordscompleted 157.4kReads9.6Score26.2kShelves

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The male protagonist has a cheerful personality and is innocent

7 太 The Prince's Little Flirt Is Reborn Clear SummerAncient Romance356k Wordscompleted 793Reads8.7Score—Shelves

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It's worth watching, the heroine is very smart.

8 潮 Tide Sees the Moon Meng Zhiwancompleted —Reads9.7Score—Shelves

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"If you had to use one word to describe your secret love, or to describe the person you have a crush on, which word do you think is the most suitable?" The host's question was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples in Jiang Meng's heart. The dazzling lights in the studio suddenly softened, and she seemed to have returned to the summer when cicadas were chirping noisily. She saw the shadow of the sycamore tree swaying outside the classroom window, and the young man wearing a white school uniform shirt. "Summer." She heard herself say, her voice so soft that it was almost inaudible, and repeated it into the microphone, "It's summer." The host's eyes lit up: "This description is very special! Why is it summer?" Jiang Meng unconsciously rubbed the mineral water bottle in her hand, and the plastic made a slight creaking sound. She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes casting tiny shadows on her face: "Because... My life is always in the cold winter, but this is summer, a summer I have only seen once in my life." The moment this sentence blurted out, Jiang Meng was stunned. This is what she wrote in her diary and never told anyone. The studio was quiet for a few seconds, and even the experienced host was speechless. "Wow, this sentence is so beautiful..." The host finally regained his professionalism, "Can you share more with us? That boy who looks like summer." Jiang Meng pursed her lips. She could have brushed it off and used some ambiguity to get over this too personal question. But for some reason, she suddenly felt the urge to talk. Maybe it's because the movie has been released and that period of youth can finally come to an end; maybe it's because she knows that even if she tells it, that person will never see the interview. "His name is Zhou Xubai." Jiang Meng said softly, saying this name in public for the first time, "He was my transfer student in my sophomore year of high school." Memories came flooding back. It was September 2012, not long after the new semester started. Jiang Meng huddled in the corner of the last row of the classroom as usual, trying hard not to be noticed. Her school uniform is always washed white, and her hair is simply tied into a ponytail without any decoration. The family environment where her father was alcoholic and her mother was depressed made her learn to be invisible early on, as if she could avoid all harm as long as she was quiet and inconspicuous enough. Until that morning, the head teacher led the new students into the classroom. "This is classmate Zhou Xubai who transferred from the Provincial Experimental Middle School. Welcome." The whole class burst into applause and whispers. Jiang Meng had his head lowered, but when he heard the voice, he involuntarily raised his eyes. "Thank you. Nice to meet you all." The young man standing on the podium smiled and said in a clear voice. The sunlight slanted in from the window, giving his outline a golden edge. He was wearing a brand new school uniform, with a crisp collar and straight shoulders. He looked like a tall and tall poplar tree. The most difficult thing to look away from is his smile, which is bright but not dazzling, warm but not burning. At that moment, Jiang Meng understood for the first time what "dazzling" meant. "Did Mengmeng fall in love with him at first sight?" The host's question brought her back to reality. Jiang Meng shook her head: "No. We... Actually have almost no intersection." She paused, "He is too bright, and I am used to staying in the shadows." But fate always has its mischievous arrangements. When the class teacher arranged seats according to grades, Zhou Xubai was placed in front of Jiang Meng. From then on, that tall figure occupied her entire field of vision. Zhou Xubai quickly integrated into the new class and became a popular figure. He has excellent grades, plays basketball well, and has a cheerful but not frivolous personality. There were always people chatting and laughing around his seat during class, but Jiang Meng sat quietly behind him, pretending to read, but actually listening greedily to every word he said. "He likes to drink peach-flavored drinks, and hates eating carrots the most; he is used to writing with his left hand, but uses his right hand when playing ball; he will turn his pen unconsciously when reading, and will frown slightly when thinking about problems..." Jiang Meng said in the interview, suddenly realizing how many details she remembered about him, and quickly added, "These are all what I noticed as a bystander." The host smiled meaningfully: "Mengmeng observes very carefully." Jiang Meng's ears felt hot. Of course she wouldn't tell anyone, and she kept a thick notebook dedicated to recording these trivial observations. That was the only color in her gloomy youth, and it was a secret that she didn't dare to tell. "So, have you had any special interactions between you?" The host asked. Jiang Meng's fingertips lightly tapped the armrest of the chair. There is one memory that stands out particularly vividly, that was after the midterm exam in the first semester of my sophomore year in high school. It rained heavily after school that day. Jiang Meng did not bring an umbrella and stood at the door of the teaching building, hesitating whether to rush into the rain. Her home is not far from the school, but the rain is too heavy, and she will definitely get soaked if she goes back like this. "Want to go together?" A black long-handled umbrella appeared above her head. Jiang Meng looked up and met Zhou Xubai's smiling eyes. He was more than half a head taller than her, and could just stand at eye level with her when he stood at the foot of the steps. "I... I..." Jiang Meng stammered, her heart beating so fast that it almost rushed out of her chest. "I remember we live in the same direction." Zhou Xubai said, as if this was the most natural thing in the world, "I will take you to the gate of the community." That day, they walked for fifteen minutes under an umbrella. The sound of rain hitting the umbrella covered Jiang Meng's thunderous heartbeat. She clutched the strap of her schoolbag tightly and kept her body stiffly at a distance, for fear of touching him. "Your name is Jiang Meng, right?" Halfway through, Zhou Xubai suddenly asked, "I often see you reading some very thick books. What books are they?" Jiang Meng was surprised that he actually knew her name: "Yes... Some novels and scripts." "Do you want to be a writer?" "No, a screenwriter." For some reason, this was the first time she told others about her dream, "I want to write stories that can touch people's hearts." Zhou Xubai turned his head to look at her, with rain running down the tips of his hair: "That's cool. When the movie you wrote is released, I will be the first to buy a ticket." At that moment, Jiang Meng felt something quietly blooming in her heart. Not because of his encouragement, but because of the way he spoke - sincere and focused, as if her words deserved to be taken seriously, as if she deserved to be seen as a person. "What happened next?" The host's voice interrupted the memory. "Later..." Jiang Meng's eyes dimmed, "At the beginning of the second semester, my father lost his job and the situation at home became worse. I had to transfer to another city to live with relatives." What she didn't say was that the decision to transfer came so suddenly that she didn't even have time to say goodbye to anyone. The diary filled with her thoughts was buried at the bottom of the old book box, along with the relationship she didn't dare to hope for that summer. "So, this secret love ended like this?" The host asked regretfully. Jiang Meng nodded, then shook her head: "It didn't end in vain for me. That summer... That person made me believe that there really is light in the world. Even if my life is still not smooth, at least I know what is good and what is worth looking forward to." She paused and showed her first sincere smile since the beginning of the interview: "And, I did become a screenwriter and wrote this movie. To a certain extent, his words gave me the courage to persist in my dream." The interview ended in a warm atmosphere. Jiang Meng politely said goodbye to the staff and walked to the backstage lounge alone. The moment she opened the door, her steps suddenly stopped - there was a man sitting on the sofa in the lounge, and he raised his head when he heard the door open. Time seemed to flow backwards at this moment, and Jiang Meng's breathing stagnated. It was a face she could never mistake. He was more mature than he remembered, and his outlines were more distinct, but his eyes were still as clear as ever. "Zhou... Xu Bai?" She called out the name in disbelief. The man stood up, holding a movie brochure of "Qing Qing" in his hand: "Long time no see, Jiang Meng." His voice was a little hoarse, "I just watched your movie, and I heard that you were doing interviews here." Jiang Meng froze in place, his mind going blank. Ten years later, she never thought she would see him again, especially after she just confessed her feelings. "You... You heard everything?" She asked with difficulty, her cheeks burning. Zhou Xubai nodded and walked towards her: "Every word." He stopped in front of her and took out something from his pocket - a yellowed movie ticket stub, "Remember? You said you wanted to be a screenwriter, and I said I would be the first to buy the ticket. This is the midnight ticket stub for your first movie. I kept it for seven years." Jiang Meng's eyes instantly moistened. Of course she remembers that it was the first low-budget film she participated in as a screenwriter. Almost no one paid attention to it, and the film schedule was pitiful. "You... You went to see it?" "Not only did you read it, but you also read it three times." Zhou Xubai smiled, that summer-like smile, "I've been looking for you, Jiang Meng. Since the day you suddenly transferred to another school, I've been looking for you." The sunlight outside the window casts striped light and shadow on the floor through the blinds, very much like the shadow of the sycamore tree in the classroom that year. Jiang Meng felt in a daze that that summer seemed to never end.

9 穿 Dressed as a Peasant Girl and Having Multiple Babies, She Was Chased and Doted on by the Prince Pure Heart and Mo YanAncient Romance407k Wordscompleted 5.6kReads8.6Score742Shelves

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I watched it recently, it's really good, I recommend it.

10 朱 Cinnabar Kiss Don't Call Me BeautifulModern Romance328k Wordscompleted 72.5kReads9.5Score13.3kShelves

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- Tang poetry: The male protagonist is a handsome guy who is messy and cool. As the "leader" in the top class, he was also the number one scholar that year. He is the proud son of heaven. He acts without any taboos, passionately and wantonly. ​-Song Ci: The heroine is a beautiful girl with no temper. Due to her extraordinary performance, she entered the top class of Huai'an No. 1 Middle School and became a "phoenix tail". She comes from an ordinary family and has a reserved and quiet personality.

11 末 Doomsday Game: I Have Some Connections with My NPC Have a Good YearFantastical Romance494k Wordscompleted 15.7kReads9.3Score2.6kShelves

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The heroine is not weak, she is strong and confident, she is a little sunshine. The male protagonist is a somewhat lonely boy, but he is very good at cooking. The contrast is so cute and cute [send heart][send heart][send heart][send heart], it is worth recommending. [Top post][Top post][Top post][Top post][Top post]

12 九 Nine Dragon God Emperor EnlightenmentEastern Fantasy5.7M Wordscompleted 191.2kReads8.9Score25.6kShelves

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"Kowloon God Emperor" begins with a passionate start! The Nine Dragons Martial Emperor was reborn, only to protect her in this life! "Xuanji, I regard you as my best friend, why do you want to kill me?!" Kowloon Martial Emperor Su Chen woke up from the nightmare of betrayal, and found that he was reborn five hundred years ago - the boyhood when he had not yet reached the pinnacle of martial arts, but had the most precious bond! In his previous life, he had unparalleled fighting power, but he was plotted against by his enemies because of the treasure, and he died with hatred. In this life, he returns from the bloodshed and vows to make up for all his regrets and settle the blood debt to his enemies! However, it was not the cold blade that pushed open the door, but her - in a light yellow dress, with a beautiful face, unconcealed anxiety and surprise on her face: "Brother, are you awake? That's great, you have been sleeping for three days and three nights!" This crisp call instantly melted the ice in Emperor Wu's heart. She is Su Chen's most cherished sister (or childhood sweetheart) in this life, and the warmest harbor on his cold revenge journey. Her presence made the Martial Emperor who once looked down upon the world feel the warmth of human fireworks and blood connection again. **Her safety and smile are the Ni Lin that he will protect to the death in addition to revenge in this life! See how the most powerful man with the power of Nine Dragons can rise from the bottom and take revenge with pleasure! **Watch more about the protection and tenderness intertwined between the ruthless Emperor Wu and his close sister (the heroine) in the midst of daily necessities and crises! ** When the journey to the peak of martial arts collides with the temperature in the palm of your hand, "Kowloon God Emperor" will take you to experience a rebirth and counterattack with equal parts passion and tenderness!