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Books by 雪花点
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A Literary Master, Starting with Yi Qin E 文豪，从忆秦娥开始
[The Leading Role] [Literary Genius] [Period] Early winter, 1982. Han Chi met Yi Qing'e, the future “Qinqiang Opera Queen,” in the kitchen. That year, the “Four Great Divas” of the literary magazine world were leading the nation. Literary journals and magazines were flourishing everywhere, amid a nationwide craze for reading literature. And Qinqiang, the old opera form, had been fully opened up... Han Chi ran his fingers over the manuscript paper. Before putting pen to paper, he decided to do so
82Reads6.6Score—Shelves
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Chinese Showbiz: I Can't Handle All These Actresses Throwing Themselves at Me 华娱，一拥而上的女明星我吃不消
[Director Novel] [No Cannon Fodder] [Rising Star] [Romance] [Career] [Slow-Paced] “Director, these high heels hurt so much. Could you rub my feet for me...?” “Director, they say my acting is even worse than AI. Could you coach me a little...?” “Director...” “Director...” As one starlet after another flocked to him for advice, Yu Liang resolutely took up the camera and declared without hesitation: “To promote the film industry, I don’t mind working a little harder!” “Amid a dazzling galaxy of
79Reads—Score—Shelves
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Tree of Life: My Marksmanship Is Uncanny 生命树：我枪法神准
The Bolamula No-Man’s Land, forbidden to herders. Yu Liang returns to his mother’s hometown. As the only geology student in Mazhi County, he joins the mountain patrol team. Zhacuo: “A Liang may be small, but he’s mighty capable!” Duojie: “Let’s build the nature reserve together!” Old Han: “Let’s drink!” Bai Ju: “Here, you said you liked shooting guns, didn’t you?” Poaching in Bolamula becomes a thing of the past.
60Reads7.5Score—Shelves
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Beginning with the Giant-Winged Old Man 从巨翅老人开始
[Infinite Flow] + [Multiple female leads] + [Any kind of world is possible] + [Not a breakneck-paced story] Red Bridge, Chaos... The Giant-Winged Old Man, the Gap-Toothed Kid... One manuscript, one world. An infant’s wail rang through the entire valley. Lou Yuan loaded the last bullet into his old shotgun. A point of fire flickered in the darkness. Smoke curled around him, hiding his face. With the pipe clenched between his lips, Lou Yuan’s words came out muffled: “The Man
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