Fake Angst, A Male Lead Who Can't Feel Pain or Can Control It, Beautiful but Tragic, Misunderstandings, and Deification

103 修 The No. 1 Senior Brother in the Cultivation World Wenmu SUNEastern Fantasy100k WordsOngoing 21Reads—Score—Shelves

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I don't know if it counts as pinching

105 谁 Who Said I Am Facing the Police, I Am Facing Profit JujiuzhiMystery1.0M WordsCompleted 8.2kReads8.9Score1.1kShelves

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Very beautiful, carefully selected books

121 先 Sir, Please Don't Include Personal Items in the Game. He Weimei327k WordsOngoing 2.1kReads5.8Score259Shelves

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It's a two-way secret love. It's a little sour at the beginning, but very sweet later. You can adjust your senses in the game. It's very interesting.

125 斩 Zhan Shen: Beautiful, Strong and Miserable? Sorry, I Was Pretending Happy to Open the Couplet, Steal the Pen, Kill the Gods and Other Fans237k WordsOngoing 5.7kReads8.4Score770Shelves

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Is it okay for the heroine? Fake knife, pretending to be beautiful and powerful, without CP, is loved by everyone, and is thought of by everyone. It is so pretentious. The ceiling of the heroine's starting strength

131 年 New Year! ! Ferrari Is Still Ferrari When It Gets Old Favorite Big Tomato16k WordsCompleted 76.6kReads9.5Score979Shelves

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If you like this book, come and read it

132 香 The Fragrance Is Soft in My Arms, the Prince of the Beijing Circle Has Fallen Favorite Big Tomato12k WordsCompleted 59.3kReads9.4Score1.1kShelves

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Share a favorite book

133 门 Threshold Phobia User 2618281125k WordsCompleted 1Reads8.6Score—Shelves

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A letter to all old friends: About Luo Agui, about you, about us Dear old friends, brothers and sisters who pass by the bookstore: I am Fable Brother from Chixi in western Fujian, a storyteller who grew up listening to the Hakka dialect. What I am not doing today is that I just want to talk to you about Luo Agui. You may have already read this book on Tomato Bookstore! "Urban Jianghu: My system always wants me to die". The name doesn't sound serious, right? Yes, it's just not serious. But within this non-seriousness, I hide something serious to the core. Agui is worth pondering. He is not the chosen one, he does not have a prominent family background, he does not have a golden finger to start, and even the system is a "social death system" specially designed to cheat him. He would learn how to crow at the morning meeting at the company, stuff lollipops into a strange girl on Zhongshan Road, read "Jin Ping Mei" in the library, wear a maid outfit and take photos with people at comic exhibitions, and dare not run away in front of the ladies at the wet market who had their hands full of vegetables. He is very cowardly, very face-saving, very poor, and very dishonorable. But have you noticed that Agui never really fell? Every time he was forced into a corner by the system, he would grit his teeth and curse in the Hakka dialect taught by his grandpa, "What should I do?" And then rush forward. He is afraid, but he does not run. He was embarrassed, but he didn't hate it. He wanted to die countless times, but the next day he would still ride that shabby electric car with the slogan "Agui, run fast" on it, continue to deliver food in the night on Ludao, continue to look after the store for Aunt Zhang, and continue to go to the martial arts school to find the hot girl who could break bricks with one punch. This hard-necked spirit is called "knocking out teeth and swallowing blood" among the Hakka people. When I wrote Agui, I didn't want to write about a hero. I wanted to write about every ordinary person working hard in a foreign land. Write about you and me. Write about the you who hides in the company toilet without making a sound, writes about the you who drinks alone at the food stall late at night, writes about the you who is slapped by life and still smiles and says "it's okay". Agui's optimism is not the kind of heartless stupidity. He is open-minded after going through pain, and he is brave enough to go out despite knowing that he will be embarrassed again tomorrow. Social death, what are you afraid of? Who has never been embarrassed in this life? But only those who can stand up and keep running after being embarrassed are worthy of being called the protagonists of life. So I say, after laughing and having fun, you will suddenly realize that you are the protagonist of this book. Agui is just doing things for you that you don't dare to do, and losing face for you that you don't dare to lose. Then you realize that those things are not so terrible. It turns out that after all the humiliation, your life is still yours. There are no condescending sermons in this book, only bowls of Shaxian delicacies, off-key Hakka folk songs, strawberry lollipops, and alleys running through late at night. The smoke of fireworks is so strong that it is choking, and the human touch is so intoxicating. I hope that after reading this, you will think of your grandma, the earth building in your hometown, and someone who was kind to you. Then feel warm in your heart and move on. Finally, I want to sincerely thank you. Thank you for clicking this book despite your busy schedule, and thank you for taking the time to listen to me talk about the shameful life of a young man from western Fujian. If this story makes you laugh, feel sad, or feel happy, then I didn't write it in vain. If you are willing, please click on the bookstore to follow the update, leave a comment, or chat with me in the "Author has something to say" at the end of the chapter. Every piece of feedback you give me is a rallying cry for me to continue creating. The Tingjiang River is long and the rivers and lakes are far away. Agui is still running, and I am still writing. See you in the next chapter. Are you full? When I'm full, I click on the book to see how embarrassing Agui is today. Sincerely, Brother Fable of Chixi, Western Fujian

134 追 Chasing Her Husband, Immortal Lord, She Went Crazy and Killed Her Wan Gu41k WordsCompleted 287Reads8.8Score—Shelves

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# Fantasy # Demon King Awakening # Reversal Transformation # Beauty Ruyun My name is Chen Du, and I have been an undercover agent of the Demon Sect, the Qinglan Sect, for three years. I was about to get the treasure of the sect, the "Taixu Cauldron", but the sect leader's wife insisted on dragging me to play mahjong. She said three were missing and one was missing. I said I couldn't do it, but she said she could do it by touching it twice. I never expected that the three women sitting on this mahjong table were all monsters. What I didn't expect was that the bet in this mahjong game was my life.

141 不 Immortal Starvation Yu JinheEastern Fantasy784k WordsOngoing 3.3kReads5.8Score303Shelves

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Chapter 251 [Culture] Corpse puppets, bronze terracotta warriors, book of life and death, underworld brand... These elements all originate from the traditional Chinese culture of monsters, but the author gives them a new interpretation and rule system. The modern adaptation of traditional culture is done quite well.