Copywriting one:
Jiang Nianzhi believed that these seventeen years were not in vain. He was defiant to the heavens, the earth, and the air. He was a little bit mean wherever he went. He was known as: "A good talker and a clever talker."
Until the young man's eyes were soaked in the inky darkness of the night, revealing his undisguised emotions.
She seemed to realize something
——Oh haha, I'm done with it
Jiang Nianzhi's principle has always been: a man can bend and stretch, he packed up and was about to run away, but he was caught by the little tail of the escape.
"Perhaps... We can still discuss it? Can we rescue it again?"
"Oh, it's late."
Many years later, Jiang Nianzhi looked at Yu Zimo, who was full of energy every day, and finally understood that there was nothing he could not repay, and the time had not yet come.
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Copywriting two:
He thought that if Jiang Nianzhi were a quail, he would be the most showy and easy-to-explode quail.
Boldness and cowardice, the ultimate contradiction, merged into a strange beauty in the cheerful smile on the girl's young face, and the tear mole brought a scorching temperature.
It was undeniable that she had a fatal attraction for him. He probably felt that he was sick but the antidote had escaped.
She stumbled into his life domineeringly, and then carefully retracted her protective shell.
"It doesn't matter, then let me enter your world."
No need to force, I will let you have what you want.
Intention: Go both ways