Upcoming stories:
"The Cannon-Fodder Ex-Wife of a Powerful Man" (the eighties): A military marriage story set in the past, with romance after marriage.
"Life in the Seventies Is as Sweet as Honey": A hapless girl transmigrates into a country bumpkin, paired with a poor, unfortunate educated youth, a “young master” from a capitalist family.
The blurbs are below. Please show your support and add them to your collections!
Blurb for this story: Also known as "The Proud Puppy Training Diary"
Shen Yan transmigrates into a melodramatic tragedy novel and becomes a minor female character!
The male lead in the book, Si Tianle, was doted on by his family and grew up as their golden boy, but the scheming green-tea heroine drives him into the abyss.
The System’s mission for Shen Yan is to save Si Tianle and prevent the tragedy from happening.
But the male lead is sharp-tongued, arrogant, and conceited whenever he’s around her! She wants to punch him herself. What is she supposed to do?
Stay calm. She has a golden finger: maxed-out combat skills. Taming this arrogant guy will be no problem!
Bickering couple skit 1:
Shen Yan went to the beach for some fun, and came back several shades darker all over.
Seeing Shen Yan in a short skirt, Si Tianle blushed and looked a little awkward. “Y-You’re wearing black stockings?”
Shen Yan looked at her bare legs and darkened her expression. He was taking a roundabout dig at how dark she was. “You look like black stockings to me!”
Si Tianle: “...?”
Bickering couple skit 2:
Si Tianle knew Shen Yan had an unusually strong constitution.
Taking advantage of that, Shen Yan deliberately tried to scare him with a mysterious air. “Yesterday, I dreamed someone shot you dead.”
Si Tianle laughed. “What a horrible way to die.”
Shen Yan frowned and sighed. “I’ve also dreamed you got hit by a car while riding your bicycle, and that you fell off a cliff while mountain climbing...”
Si Tianle fell silent.
Shen Yan gave a quiet snort. Now he knew what it was like to be scared.
Who knew the man would slowly turn red instead? “Y-You’ve dreamed about me so many times. Do you like me or something...?”
Shen Yan stared at him, utterly baffled.
Blurb for "The Cannon-Fodder Ex-Wife of a Powerful Man" (the eighties):
Zhao An'an works as a military doctor at an army camp.
One night while she is on duty, a group of soldiers in black-and-green camouflage rushes in, escorting an injured officer.
Zhao An'an takes one look and realizes the injured man is none other than her husband in name!
Remembering how her “husband in name” will hurt her in the future, she takes her chance to get even while she is still his wife. As she stitches him up without anesthesia, she asks, even though she already knows the answer, “Does it hurt?”
The cold sweat pouring off him has washed away the camouflage on his face. His sharp eyes fix on her tranquil face. “It’s like a mosquito bite. You call that pain?”
She smiles lightly. “Oh? Then why are you trembling?”
He smiles right back. “Because I damn well feel like it!”
The two of them silently try to outdo each other.
All the soldiers know that Dr. Zhao at the army camp has offended their commander.
The commander is always making things difficult for Dr. Zhao and even sabotaged her romance.
They can’t stand it any longer, so they bravely join forces to petition him:
“Boss, if you really can’t stand Dr. Zhao, just transfer her somewhere else.”
“It’s not right to make things so hard for a young woman.”
Feng Ye sees that the soldiers he raised aren’t taking his side and are all sticking up for that woman instead. His face darkens with anger. “Since when do you get to interfere in my family affairs? Who gave you the nerve?”
The soldiers stare at him, confused. “What do you mean, family affairs???”
In the end, the soldiers discover that their mighty commander is completely under the thumb of the gentle, reserved Dr. Zhao.
Their big, fierce wolfhound has turned into a tail-wagging lapdog. The soldiers are astounded and roar, “Our boss wasn’t like this before!”
Blurb for "Life in the Seventies Is as Sweet as Honey":
Gu Xi transmigrates to the 1970s.
She doesn’t become the village party secretary’s pretty daughter,
nor the beautiful educated youth from the city.
In a truly miserable twist of fate, she becomes the poorest person in the village: the “person everyone avoids,” always borrowing food, clothes, and anything else, until everyone is sick of lending to her.
With a body as thin as a stick, she has neither the strength to earn work points nor the ability to make money.
Every day she is so hungry that her vision goes dark and her legs tremble. At last, she can’t hold out any longer and starts eyeing the village granary...
The young educated youth guarding the grain is said to be a “capitalist’s young master.” Because of his family background, he is cold-shouldered and shunned at every turn.
Looking at the slender, quiet young man and thinking about how she is going to steal some of his rations, Gu Xi can’t tell who has it worse...
When a hapless girl meets an unfortunate young man, a little sweetness slowly finds its way into their hard lives.
Note: This story does not focus on grand ambitions or career success.
Theme: The sun is always there, warming those who believe in it
It's a pity that she understood it so late. She is no longer the original owner. She will never know.
Why write the original owner to death? Can't we give the original owner and Kan a happy ending? The main character can't be the only one who is happy. The original owner is really miserable.
Woooooooooooooooooooooo It's so rare to see such a good male protagonist. He looks at me as if he were his son. 5555555 My son is so good.
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Flowers are coming. Flowers are coming. Flowers are coming. Flowers are coming. Flowers are coming. Flowers are coming.
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Come on, come on, I want it sweet