The Whole World Doesn't Want to Be Represented (Quick Wear)

There was a world where I was the leader of the Demonic Cult... Surrounded by passers-by and protectors, watching his extraordinary love with the leader of the Righteous Path, and finally I died gloriously in the battle. And the author made an unimportant speech on behalf of the whole world, that is, me: I died in a worthy place, I can see the perfection of the leader's love, and I die without regrets. There is a world where I am a billionaire boss... The passerby secretary around me watches him and the new guy in the company, who is actually a commercial spy, and has a love-hate relationship. In the end, I took the blame in the business war and was imprisoned and died of illness. And the author made an unimportant speech on behalf of the whole world, that is, me: I died well enough to see the CEO's love consummated, and I died without regrets. There is a world where I am Long Aotian... The younger brother of the second generation ancestor next to me. I watch everything he does every day and every second. In the end, I sacrifice my life in the struggle of the aristocratic family, and I am honored to be the opportunity for the protagonist to transform and grow. And the author made an unimportant speech on behalf of the whole world, that is, me: ... In short, it is to die without regrets. … Today I traveled back in time. Demon Cult Leader: In fact, I have always been treating you... Boss Qianyi: I just want you to know that I... Long Aotian: My feelings for you are actually... Wait! Screw your sadomasochistic love-hate entanglement! The whole world is on strike, the whole world does not want to be represented! (3.19) This article starts from Chapter 21 on Friday, and I tweeted about the iced milk tea on my head ——————————————Pre-collection dividing line————————————————Pre-collection dividing line—————————— "Hunting Hearts (Quick Travel)" Go back in time and save your past self. A superstar who commits suicide due to depression, no one in the world truly loves you except yourself. Immortal Lord who has betrayed all his relatives, you can't trust anyone, but you can trust me. Detective novelist accused of murder, I will stand here to defend you and myself to the end. A vampire who showed mercy to humans was blackmailed the only time he committed a crime against a human being. I am the person who knows you best in the world, your frown and your heartbeat. This is a heart hunt, and the whole world is crazy for him. —— Self-attack and self-inflicted 1v1 "Wake Up Tomorrow" When Zhong Yi was a boy, he met the twenty-seven-year-old Zhuang Zheng. It was like walking at night and seeing a ghost, and he was trapped like a scholar in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio. It's a pity that Zhuang Zheng is not a good ghost. He is not moved by the true feelings and pretends to deceive children. He left his studies behind and left his hometown, willing to risk everything. If the plot of the novel was placed in reality, everyone thought it was a silly love story. One day Zhongyi's painting won an award and became famous overnight. There was an endless stream of people coming and going in front of the small shabby house, and even after knocking on the door, there was no one there. Zhuang Zhong glanced at the hot search and remembered such a person, so he quickly went to meet the person in a suit and ties. Zhuang Zheng didn't knock on the door, but he had the key. The people who came to visit were enthusiastic and followed him through the door. Zhong Yi is dead. The announcement came out in the afternoon and homicide was ruled out for the time being. —— Zhongyi is alive. A stupid system kidnapped him and asked him to finish painting a hundred famous paintings before dying. He passively sat down at work and watched the night rain under the street lamp, holding an umbrella above his head. Oh, it turned out to be a middle school classmate who is now successful and famous. Zhong Yi was sent to the police station as a middle school student who ran away from home by her former classmates, where she saw Zhuang Zheng taking notes. Second Young Master Yuan also saw the solemnity, narrowed his eyes, and sneered: "Isn't this a coincidence?" Because of the fight at the police station, Yuan Ershao did not send the chuunibyou to the police station. He stayed in the police station for one night and wrote a self-criticism. When he came out impatiently, he saw the chuunibyou that he had grabbed last night still sitting there. Zhong Yi sketched a picture of a solemn beating in ten minutes last night, and spent twelve hours arguing with the system: Isn't this enough of a famous painting? —— Principle couldn't send Chuunibyou, who had run away from home, back home, so he had to hold his nose and take him back to his home. This man, like his counterpart Bai Yueguang, can draw. Principle: "My Bai Yueguang is gentle and careless to me." Zhong Yi's face was expressionless, thinking that there might be a word "meaning" in it. "We fell in love early in middle school and had a long-distance love run. We are deeply in love." Zhong Yi wondered. Can middle school long-distance running also be expanded to this? —— It turns out that the second young master didn't like to study and skipped classes when he was in middle school. He was punished by standing outside the classroom. I heard the Chinese teacher name who read the drama in the third unit. So and so read: "... Love doesn't know where it starts, but it goes deeper and deeper. Where love comes, the living can die, and the dead can live." Principle couldn't help but turn his head and saw someone reading with lowered eyebrows through the fogged windowpane. I can't let go of that thrilling moment. —— There is a time to wake up tomorrow, and I will be confused once before I am saved. In exchange, the crematorium. Purpose: You must have your own thoughts, and your life cannot be controlled by others.