Unorthodox text:
I was an unlucky guy who died on the eve of turning eighteen.
God couldn't bear to see it, and gave me a chance to be resurrected——
Bind a small shop, and as long as the turnover reaches the standard, it can be resurrected in place.
Good news: The small shop leads to the world, opening the door is like opening a blind box, and you can experience the luxury travel of the world for free!
Bad news: Every time you "travel" you're bound to have a narrow escape.
I trembled when I learned the truth, and decisively chose to be a nerdy little boss who "waits and waits."
I thought it was a cheat, but it turned out to be a big hole.
Thick fog filled the air, and the sky and earth were dead silent.
A shabby shop with no front or back, no customers, no business, not even a place to breathe.
After a few days, I realized: death is actually not a big deal.
In order to attract customers, I was forced to start the "Ten Thousand Realms Tour", and I would hand out leaflets to anyone I caught.
Small shop advertising flyer:
Are you still worried about money, beauty, health, longevity or loved ones?
Ling Si, a magical little shop that makes your wishes come true.
Money and power, stunning beauty, super powers, and the company of true love...
As long as you dare to think, we dare to give it.
The moment the contract is established is the moment your wish comes true!
Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway.
You! What are you waiting for?
[Contact information]: Hold the leaflet in hand and pray silently.
[Store Address]: Wherever the heart is, that is Lingsi.
[Business Hours]: As long as you have an obsession, we are open at any time.
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Serious copywriting:
In ancient times, there was a severe drought, the rivers dried up, and the land was red for thousands of miles.
As the son of a slave from the Youyu clan, Agen (xuan) and several companions were selected and pushed to the altar as sacrifices to appease the wrath of heaven.
The moment the fire burned his body, Ah Gen thought he would definitely die.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, and there was thunder. A white-clothed immortal descended from the sky. He raised his hand and waved lightly. Suddenly, black clouds came over the top, heavy rain fell like a waterfall, and the rolling torrent instantly turned into a river.
After the rain, the sky clears up and everything recovers.
Seeing the miracle, the people knelt down in fear.
The immortal in white clothes disappeared quietly as if he had just arrived.
Time passes, many years later...
Agen asked the doubt that had been hidden in his heart for many years: "Are you a god?"
Jing Zhuo nodded slightly, but then shook his head gently.
"I was once a guest of immortals from the Heavenly Family, but I just followed the river without leaving a trace."
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Rebellious boy vs. Beautiful and strong miserable
Spring God vs Ghost King
*Third person perspective in the text, atypical quick penetration, main attack, slice attack, 1v1.
*The author is a copywriting waste, and the copywriting is for reference only.
*The poem comes from the Internet. It is a modern poem about Sanshengshi. I can't find out who the poet is.
Purpose: Dreams are the light in adversity and the starting point for changing destiny.
