Chemical Carbon: The road to success.
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A collection of short stories, purely inspirational.
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Carbon:
Handmade cigarettes, he smelled the tobacco leaves. Can't smell anything. He actually doesn't understand cigarettes. Theoretically, cigarettes, like people, come in three, six or nine grades. Look at the packaging when looking at cigarettes, and look at epaulettes when looking at people. In Chengcai's eyes, there is actually no hierarchy between smoke and people. He doesn't like cigarettes at all, so to him, any kind of cigarette is just smoke. There is no good or bad, high or low, up or down. And the same goes for people. The only difference is that among people, for him, there are two different ones, one is himself, and the other is Xu Sanduo. As for cigarettes, every cigarette is really the same.
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It's glorious to be worthless:
Things are changing. Five years later, Xu Baishun, who had lost his wife, only had a feeling of being enemies in the face of the three boys. On the other hand, the village chief increasingly felt that having a son was not a bad thing. It is also very interesting to see the two charming dimples of my wife appearing on the face of a silly boy.
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It's okay:
"Chengcai..." Sanduo muttered, "Why do you want to be a soldier?"
Chengcai was depressed. Who said he wanted to be a soldier at the age of five? ! What has he been working hard for all day long? !
"Glorious!" He said angrily.
Sanduo looked at Chengcai with a pair of dull eyes.
Chengcai kicked him again angrily, "It's an honor for me to serve as a soldier! You can't achieve anything as a soldier!"
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Because my mother likes this article, PRE officially announced that this article is a pitfall. . . Start serializing. . .
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