Five years ago, Qingyan defeated Jiansan. On the same day, a memory post on the forum suddenly became popular, and she was the camp goddess Qingyan in the memory post who was ruthless and calculated all the tricks. Taking over the 007 gang, secretly taking Xuan Jing gems, Wanhua Master withdrawing from the server and deleting his account, the gang of villains falling apart... All are the goddess's masterpieces. Five years later, Qing returned to Jiansan, and a person who looked very similar to Wanhua who had deleted her account suddenly appeared in her world. Is it a fateful reunion or a chance encounter with ulterior motives? What's the story hidden behind the "title" of camp goddess you were given five years ago? Welcome to this issue of Annual 818: The long road to success for the outdated camp goddess.
Please collect the follow-up article "Two Mountains and Rivers [Republic of China]", please post it~
The self-reliant female protagonist x the top male protagonist of the Republic of China. The main plot is the story of the pursuit of young people from China, Japan and South Korea from 1914 to 1925. It is a fictionalized version of the Republic of China, HE.
The following is the copy:
It was the third year of the Republic of China. 12-Year-old Chuhua went to Guangzhou alone, squeezed into a small third-class cabin, and vomited everything in his stomach.
There was a Chinese man giving a speech on the deck, talking about democracy and republic. She looked at it and it suddenly turned into a stage. The song was "Farewell My Concubine", but there was no Overlord. Only Concubine Yu stood there alone with a sword. The spectators in the audience cursed and threw all the melon seed jelly candies in their hands...
I thought it was just a dream, but I didn't expect it to be a journey of ups and downs for the rest of my life. One of them is the son of an aristocratic family, a popular figure on the stage, and the other is the daughter of a lowly slave girl, an unrecognized Chinese. Their fates are connected by a farce of an old-style wedding.
From then on, the two mountains and rivers were just old dreams.
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