Rong Qianqian sadly passed away in the ward. Once she traveled through time, she regretted her life very much. It's a pity that I'm unlucky and in a dire situation...
On the road to escape every day, the time-traveling girl catches up with the prince and general to reach the pinnacle of life? It doesn't exist, and you are always on the verge of starving to death, trying crazy things!
After stumbling, the family finally settled down, without enough food and clothing, and no golden finger? Rong Qianqian rolled up her sleeves. It doesn't matter. I have modern knowledge. When I open a small workshop, my life will be sweet and sweet!
Xie Chi: Ahem, did you forget to introduce something?
After escaping from famine in the early stage, the heroine's family will settle down later. Slow writing, there is no sudden wealth or noble people, everything is achieved through hard work little by little!
Please pay in advance (づ￣?￣)づ "The system teaches you how to be a good person"
Copywriting: At the beginning of the time travel, Ding Yao was very happy. She came from a wealthy family and was bound to a learning system. Isn't this the rhythm of becoming a heroine and reaching the pinnacle of life?
Learn to speak and walk step by step, and rely on the system to develop the appearance of a little lolita with red lips and white teeth. She was about to enter the next stage and continue her studies. She suddenly stopped laughing. There were thousands of hereditary official positions in the family. Men were most disgusted with the burly scholars in the officialdom. There was only a brand-new military book in the empty study room...
Climbing into her grandfather's Feiyu suit, Ding Yao, who had always relied on her cuteness to succeed, stumbled for the first time.
Ding Qianhu stroked the top of his granddaughter's soft hair with his big palm, and said lovingly: "My dear, studying is not fun. Grandpa, will you take you to watch the lanterns?"
Having a learning system but not being able to read is a story that saddens the listener and makes the listener cry.
Ding Yao rolled up her sleeves, it doesn't matter, I can still hire foreign aid! She put on men's clothes and sneaked into the general's house next door. After successfully sitting on the general's wife's lap, she entered the general's primary school as she wished...
Small Theater: Sitting in the school, Ding Yao clicked on the limited-time photographic memory in the system. With her skills fully activated, she stunned Huo Jing'an of the same age. Huo Jing'an looked down at his name that was all mixed up, and cried to his father to change his name...
Huo Jingyuan looked at his bullied younger brother and then looked at Ding Yao's small figure. He felt disdainful in his heart. What's so great about writing well? A real man can be seen in the martial arts field!
Later...
Ding Yao put her horn behind her back and looked over with raised eyebrows. I'm not a real man, but I can still show you the truth!
"Bai Fumei in Chronicles [Through Books]"
Copywriting: Shu Zhen had a dream. In the dream, Li Ziming turned a blind eye to his attentiveness and instead fell in love with Jiang Ling, who ignored him. Their entanglement in every possible way became a touchstone for the two of them in their love journey, and in the end they died in depression because they could not fall in love.
Shu Zhen tore up the love letter that had not yet been sent, but screw it, you couldn't think about it more than you wanted to hang yourself from a tree! In my condition, there is a whole forest waiting outside!
Ding Rongxuan: Well, where is the forest? I'm good at cutting wood!
My father is the head of the personnel department of a state-owned factory, my mother is a salesperson in a supply and marketing cooperative, my brother is a soldier in the army, my uncle is the new commune secretary, and my eldest uncle has been the village party secretary for many years. As the only second-generation girl in this family, Shu Zhen is truly the apple of her eye!
When you read the book, you don't blame the original male and female protagonists.
Purpose: Strive to create a better life
