I'm a normal person, and that's how I'm supposed to be.
Until one day I woke up and found that the body was no longer my own, and the original owner and his friends seemed to know me.
... How could this happen? What about the ordinary life we promised?
I squatted in the corner sadly, unwilling to face this bleak reality.
"Hey, what are you doing?" The original owner over there called me, "it's time to go."
"Okay, I'll come right away!" I immediately put my worries aside and drifted over without hesitation.
And he beat the ground in his heart and howled wildly: The Central Plains is also the best in the world!
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What blinded me? It's Zhongyuan Zhongye!
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Note on reading:
1. A bunch of private design, no logic, primary school student writing style
2. It's basically a first-person sand sculpture.
3. The protagonist is very strong, the charlatan is only on the inside, and the surface can bluff people.
4. The protagonist is an extreme Chinese chef (not
5. The cp is uncertain, it may be too middle or "I" in "I", depending on the mood (
6. I'll add w if I think of it
Intent: self-entertaining sand sculpture novel
