Excellent Writing, I Stayed up All Night Reading It

1 幕 The Man Behind the Scenes: I Am Mining in the Interstellar World to Support the Country Party a Welds Emperor WuSci-Fi & Apocalypse593k WordsCompleted 3.6kReads8.6Score217Shelves

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Very nice book

2 零 Zero Degrees of Confrontation: Operation Blue Jet Rainy Night Without WindMystery1.8M WordsOngoing 6kReads8.4Score612Shelves

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The most amazing spy story of the year! The leaks you see are illusions, the undercover agents you catch are chess pieces, and the enemy's real secret-stealing plan is hidden in the deepest blind spot. In the final review, all the reversals are perfectly matched.

8 游 Game Invasion The Cat Is Not BaldSports3.1M WordsCompleted 1.2MReads9.6Score316kShelves

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I stayed up all night watching it, it was great

9 老 Teachers Are Human Too Sweeter and More SourUrban120k WordsCompleted 6Reads—Score—Shelves

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[Blessed immediately][Blessed immediately][Blessed immediately][Blessed immediately][Blessed immediately][Blessed immediately]

10 好 The Origin of Good People HanwaModern Romance686k WordsCompleted 2Reads—Score—Shelves

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This is my slow-burning book about potential stocks. The groom sells the bride who has been married for less than three months, and the yin and yang reunite after fifty or sixty years. The plot is very tortuous, but it is also a really good story. Please read it carefully. I hope you like and support me.

12 我 I'm Not a Eunuch Young LingxiHistorical385k WordsCompleted 316Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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The writing is crazy and suitable for reading alone all night long. Modern social animals travel through time. The new "eunuch" who enters the palace is actually a fake eunuch who retains complete male characteristics. Modern knowledge, extraordinary courage, and the innate advantage of being the only real man in the harem. From hiding oneself, to having both sides, gradually gaining control of power, and finally reaching the top of the world. Relaxed, refreshing and humorous, it focuses on the excitement and glamor of "dancing on the tip of a knife".

26 十 End of Ten Days Pesticide Team MemberMystery3.2M WordsCompleted 2MReads9.9Score269.2kShelves

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These all sound super good

33 守 Two Heroes of the Yang Family Guarding the Yellow River The Old Mouse in the Inner MoundHistorical693k WordsCompleted 280Reads8.8Score—Shelves

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These three books of Huoshan River, Yang Family and Sons are worth it.

35 模 Why Did You Find All the Fairies in the Simulation? Fang RenyueEastern Fantasy130k WordsOngoing 13Reads—Score—Shelves

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It's a bit advanced, the ideas are novel, and it's worth recommending

36 塞 Saibei Fengyun Brother Xuan YiUrban5.3M WordsOngoing 56.3kReads9.1Score4.9kShelves

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The writing is very good and worth following up.

37 隔 The Little Daughter-In-Law Next Door Plotted Against Me and Ruined Half My Life Tomato LoachModern Romance99k WordsCompleted 1.8kReads8.1Score116Shelves

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Stay up late reading at night, I hope you like it!

41 白 If You Wait for Someone During the Day, Who Will You Wait for at Night? Zhanlongya NativesMystery31k WordsCompleted 14Reads—Score—Shelves

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In the hot summer, you need a little coolness.

43 欲 Desire to Ascend to the Ninth Heaven Reading Mo and Listening to the WindHistorical2.2M WordsOngoing 659Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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I am the historian of the Yong Dynasty, writing under the setting sun of the Nine Heavens Tower. I once saw Xiao Lin leading eight thousand mysterious armors to drill through the Heavenly Palace and wash out the palace with blood. He accused Empress Dowager Liu of desecrating the harem and claimed that Xiao Che was not of the blood of the late emperor. The snow at Hansu Pass has not yet melted, the bones at Duanlang Pass are already cold, and the 220,000-strong army was wiped out in the hands of Zhao Yi. Xiao Lin was cold and ruthless, killing and lowering his soldiers with tens of thousands of bones; Qi Ming was patient and took advantage of the civil strife in the Yong Dynasty to recharge his batteries. This glorious Yong Dynasty fell from the altar of "the common master of the world" into the abyss of intrigue and swordsmanship. The annals of history were turned over, and there was only one sigh - above the nine layers of clouds, was it Xiao Lin's imperial crown or Qi Ming's ambition that was engraved?

44 从 From Bandit to God of War Shengxiao Blows Plum BlossomsUrban614k WordsOngoing 33.3kReads8.8Score3.3kShelves

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The writing is sophisticated and looks particularly comfortable. If you like anti-war espionage stories, come in

45 昨 Flow into the City Yesterday Spiny BougainvilleaUrban3.0M WordsCompleted 20.2kReads9.2Score2.3kShelves

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Urban style, classic era, workplace writing,

47 半 Master Halfway Daluo FatianMystery392k WordsOngoing 5Reads—Score—Shelves

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How are you in a foreign country?

48 一 Practical Notes on Good Luck from a Doctor of Religion All My Knowledge Is PracticalUrban638k WordsOngoing 1.7kReads8.3Score541Shelves

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Song of Everlasting Regret by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The emperor of Han Dynasty was obsessed with beauty and wanted to overwhelm the country. He couldn't get it from Yu Yu for many years. There is a daughter in the Yang family who has just grown up. She is raised in a boudoir and no one knows her. It's hard to give up on your natural beauty, so you will choose to be by the side of the king. Looking back and smiling, the sixth palace has no color. In the cold spring, you can bathe in Huaqing Pool, and the hot spring water will wash away your fat. The waiter helped her weakly, and it was the beginning of her new grace. The flowers on the temples are swaying with golden steps, and the hibiscus tent warms the spring night. The spring night is short and the sun is high, and from now on the king will not go to court early. There is no leisure for Cheng Huan to serve banquets, and all the nights are dedicated to spring outings. There are three thousand beauties in the harem, and three thousand people love her. The golden house is made up to serve as a charming lady at night, and the jade tower is full of drunkenness and spring. Sisters and brothers are all from the earth, poor and glorious. Therefore, the hearts of parents all over the world are determined not to be reborn as a boy but to be reborn as a girl. The blue clouds are rising from the heights of Li Palace, and the wind of fairy music can be heard everywhere. Slow singing, slow dancing, silk and bamboo, the king can't see enough of it all day long. Yuyang's flying dragon stirs the earth, shocking the colorful clothes and feathers. Smoke and dust arose from the Jiuzhong City Tower, and thousands of horses traveled southwest. The green flowers swayed and stopped, more than a hundred miles west of the capital. The Sixth Army had nothing to do but turned around and died in front of the horse. There is no one to collect the flowers and leaves on the ground, and the green buds and jade are scratching their heads. The king hid his face and could not save him. He looked back and saw the blood and tears flowing. The yellow leaves are scattered in the wind, and the clouds linger in the sword pavilion. There are few people walking at the foot of Mount Emei, and the flags are dim and the sun is thin. The water of the Shu River is green, the mountains of Shu are green, and the Holy Lord loves each other day and night. Seeing the moon in the palace looks sad, and hearing the sound of broken bells in the rainy night. The sky spins and the earth turns back to Long Yu. He hesitates and cannot go. In the mud at the foot of Mawei slope, there is no place where Yuyan Kong died. The monarch and his ministers looked after each other with all their clothes on, and looked eastward at the capital gate to return on horseback. When I return, the ponds and gardens are all still the same, with lots of liquid and lotus but little willow. Hibiscus is like a face and willows are like eyebrows, how can I not shed tears about this. The spring breeze brings peach and plum blossoms into bloom at night, and the autumn rain brings the sycamore leaves falling. There are many autumn grasses in the south of the West Palace, and the fallen leaves are full of red leaves that are not swept away. The disciples in Liyuan have new white hair, and the prisoner Qing'e in Jiaofang is old. The fireflies in the evening palace are quietly thinking, and the solitary lamp has been used up before they can fall asleep. The night is long and the bells and drums are beginning, and the stars are about to dawn. The mandarin duck tiles are frosty and the flowers are heavy, and the emerald quilt is cold. After so many years of separation between life and death, my soul never came to sleep. Linqiong Taoist priests from Hongdu can reach the soul with their sincerity. In order to appreciate the king's thoughts, he taught the alchemists to search diligently. Empty and control the energy, it rushes like electricity, ascending to heaven and earth to seek everywhere. The blue sky above and the yellow spring below fall, and both places are nowhere to be seen. Suddenly I heard that there was a fairy mountain on the sea. The mountain was in the ethereal place. The exquisite pavilion is filled with five clouds, among which there are many fairies. One of them has a character called Tai Zhen, and his skin and appearance are all mixed. Knock on the jade in the west chamber of the golden palace, and teach Xiaoyu to report a double success. Hearing that the Emperor of Han Dynasty envoys, the dream soul in Jiuhua tent is frightened. I pick up my clothes, push my pillow, and wander around, and the silver screen of beads and foils meanders open. The hair on the temples is half fresh and sleeping, and the flower crown is not neat when I come out of the hall. The wind blows and the fairy's mantle flutters, just like the dancing of colorful clothes and feathers. The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a branch of pear blossom brings rain in spring. I look at the king with affection, and my voice and appearance are blurry when I say goodbye. Love is overwhelming in Zhaoyang Palace, and the sun and moon are long in Penglai Palace. Looking back at the world, Chang'an is nowhere to be seen, but dust and mist. But I will express my affection for old things, and send my hairpin to the future. Leave one strand of the hairpin and combine it into a fan; break the hairpin into gold and combine it into two pieces. But the teaching heart is as strong as gold, and we will meet in heaven and on earth. I sent my farewell words again with great care, and in them I vowed to know each other. On July 7th, in the Hall of Eternal Life, no one was whispering in the middle of the night. I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and a twig on the ground. As time goes by, this hatred will last forever.