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Books by Three Cigarettes, None to the Lungs
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The Only Boy at an All-Girls’ School: They All Want to Win Me Over 唯一男生在女校:她们都想攻略我
Lin Zhou accidentally checked the wrong gender box on his college entrance exam application and was admitted to the country’s most mysterious school, Sakura Orchid Girls’ Academy. The school has never admitted a boy since it was founded, and he became its one and only male student. The icy student council president is always at his door checking on him; the energetic class monitor keeps finding new ways to feed him; a chuunibyou underclassman begs him to be her “Demon King’s blood servant”; and
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Detective Conan: The Good and Evil Rankings Are Here, and Everyone's Fighting to Get Ahead 柯南:善恶榜单降临,全员内卷
A transparent screen suddenly appeared over Beika Town, visible only to certain people: [Good and Evil Leaderboard] is now online. It records every person's behavior and character. Good deeds earn points, while evil deeds lose them. Points can be exchanged for corresponding rewards. The top 100 on the leaderboard are tallied weekly, with rewards so generous that even the Black Organization can't sit still. Gin decides to rack up points and clear his name. Vermouth starts helping old ladies cross
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Rule Horror: Trapped in a High-Risk Instance from the Start 规则怪谈:开局被录进高危副本
Protagonist: Zhong Tianlin (male, 25, former special forces soldier, now a security guard in an office tower. He acts like he doesn’t care, but has astonishing powers of observation.) • Heroine: Chen Jiajia (female, 23, a newly hired junior designer. Full of energy but a little accident-prone, she gets dragged into a world of supernatural workplace stories.) • Core premise: “Occupational horror stories” descend upon the entire world. Every workplace becomes its own isolated dungeon, where breaki
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The CEOs' Queen of Backhanded Compliments 总裁们的反话女王
I, Su Wan, transmigrated into a novel about a woman with a string of admirers, and to stay alive, I had to say the opposite of what I meant. I looked at the first male lead. “Get lost. I can’t stand you.” He eagerly pulled me into his arms. I pointed at the 999 roses the second male lead had sent. “Tasteless.” He was moved to tears. Then one day, the powerful disabled tycoon cornered me against a wall, and I blurted out, “Even if you could stand up, I wouldn’t give you a second glance.” The next
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