Well, well, well, well, I'm alive again
I'm writing, I'm writing
No matter how bad the writing is, it will be finished.
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It's been too long. I changed the settings and it's a bit different from the original version.
If there are changes after the chapter name, it means the changes have been completed. If there is no writing, it means there have been no changes.
That's it for now. If you don't like it, just withdraw it. There are so many novels, so don't wrong yourself.
——Copywriting——
He Xiao, an ordinary lyricist.
An ordinary life, an ordinary job, an ordinary sudden death, and then an extraordinary one who was caught and became an intelligence dealer.
He Xiao has six points to say about this:
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However, no matter how unreliable the new job sounds, life will continue to go on, so we can only work hard to survive.
A pack of tea and a pack of cigarettes can last a whole day!
In short, He Xiao is also moving forward on the road to living a good life today!
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#On the self-cultivation of intelligence dealers#
#A lyricist who doesn't know how to target girls is not a good information dealer#
(Fake) Elegant (True) Black-faced, gentle and aggressive
1v1he
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The last (hou) book (yan) is (wu) sutra (chi) and I would like to collect it.
Purpose: No matter how chaotic the world is, we must live well.