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Books by 北一泽
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The Whampoa Chronicles: The Six Gentlemen of the Military Academy 黄埔风云之军校六君子
I am Shen Huaijin, the eldest son of the Shen family of Nanjing. In 1925, I secretly enrolled in the Whampoa Military Academy without my family’s knowledge. Six men in one dormitory: six passionate young men, six lives destined to take very different paths. The eldest, Chen Jianqiu, was from Hunan and spoke little. He later became a lieutenant general in the Nationalist Army, decisive and ruthless, yet always leaving his brothers a way out. The second, Zhao Jinglan, was charming and unrestra
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Transmigrating to the Great Ming: One Book Is All I Need to Conquer the World 穿越大明之一本书打天下
My name is Zhu Shouming. I am the twenty-sixth-generation descendant of Zhu Shouqian, Prince of Jingjiang in Guilin. In the twenty-first century, that identity is worth nothing more than a joke about how my ancestors used to be rich. Apart from the founding ancestor, every other name in the family genealogy has been ground to dust by history. The boat lurched on the Li River, and I tumbled into the water with my backpack. When I woke, there was no ambulance, only the smoke of war in the fiftee
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Don't Mess with Me: I Become a Top-Tier Star with Metaphysics 别惹我，我靠玄学当顶流
Su Yun, leader of the Xuanmen Sect, failed her tribulation and found her soul inside the body of a little-known actress. The original owner was hated across the internet: accused of plastic surgery, stealing the spotlight, and cozying up to a sugar daddy. She was deep in loan-shark debt, had just 682 yuan in her bank account, and had been handed a ban notice by her agency. Once her contract expired in three months, she’d be out on her ear. Su Yun just wanted to take it easy until her contract en
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Lime’s Sweet Aftertaste 青柠回甘
Do you know what a green lime tastes like? Mu Ju does! Mu Ju took her first bite of a green lime one summer when she was seven. Its sour bitterness spread across her tongue, like all the things she couldn’t say aloud in her youth. Back then, she thought youth was a piece of lemon candy that never ran out, sweet and sour in her mouth, too precious to swallow. Then she grew up. She wrote those names into game scripts, spun them into stories, and let virtual characters love in her place. She
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I Transmigrated to the Ming Dynasty as Zhu Yuanzhang, the Founding Emperor 穿越大明之我是太祖朱元璋
My name is Zhu Guangqianming, an academic drudge who studies Ming history. On Tomb-Sweeping Day, I went to visit Zhu Yuanzhang’s tomb. In the dense woods behind the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum, I found an ancient jade pendant covered in dirt. I casually wiped it clean, and a blinding flash erupted before my eyes as the world spun around me. When I opened my eyes again, I was crouched in the corner of a ruined temple, dressed in rags with a completely shaved head. An old monk kicked me. “Zhu Chongba!
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Don't Call Me a Big Shot, I'm Just a Delivery Guy 别叫我大佬，我就是个送外卖的
Fang Yuan has been delivering takeout for three years, braving wind and rain. He’s earned over a thousand five-star reviews, but still has no savings. Then one day, he gets a courier job delivering a document to an upscale villa district. He knocks, the door opens, and a middle-aged man in a suit stands before him, with a line of bodyguards in black behind him. The man takes one look at Fang Yuan and drops to his knees. “Young Master Fang, we’ve finally found you after all these years!” Holding
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