[Puishu] Become Number One in the World One Day
[穿书]某天成为天下第一
by Even More Deafening (更吹耳边风)
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"Shock! The best female swordsman in the world unexpectedly accepted a black fan as her disciple, the reason behind it..." [The dodgeball reincarnation of the book-wearing master's wife Copywriting one: "Draw quickly! The first sword cultivator, Li Furong, climbed over the wall at night and went out at night. This will make the headlines tomorrow!" Under the wall, a group of Gou Zaizong disciples were quickly tracing the embarrassing appearance of Li Furong sitting astride the wall. Li Furong glanced at the work sign on their chests that read "Furong Follow-up Team", closed her eyes, and turned it over resolutely. After reading the book, she realized that being the best in the world was really tiring. The original owner of this body has no name, no appearance, no character, and no plot. The author has used it as a tool background to set off the rapid growth of the protagonist and his group. Therefore, Li Furong learned many things about her in the sea of consciousness. Among them, the memory frames mentioning becoming the best in the world all use extremely dark filters - Not only is he constantly watched by the paparazzi, but he also has to accept criticism from all sides. He is often kidnapped to attend various sect social events. Even when he goes out to buy his favorite sword, he will be stepped on by passing anti-fans. On top of that, the monthly peak list updates are a disaster. To sum up, Li Furong, who has no system support and relies entirely on piecing together the plot, quits. Regardless of the original plot and this world, she wants to escape, now! "Then may I ask, are you going to go now...?" The paparazzi who came around were in high spirits. "Can't you see, he ran away from home." Li Furong turned around and ran away with a hurried expression. "If you don't look at it, you are not a Jianghu person! The best swordsman in the world ran away from home and his whereabouts are still unknown. If you want to know first-hand information..." At the foot of Langshan Mountain, Li Furong cut down the shouting machine bird with a sword energy. The young man beside him froze, hesitating with a little surprise of acknowledgment. "Master wife... Have you started to hate Li Furong?" Many years later, Li Furong burst into tears when asked by reporters: "I was eighteen years old and hated being stamped by my apprentice. I liked black." Copywriting two: Li Furong, who was accidentally dressed as a backdrop, was living a comfortable life for five months after resolutely escaping from the original plot. Until one day, she wanted to accumulate some moral virtue for herself, so she picked up a tattered puppy and took it home. In the room, Li Furong looked at the young man kneeling next to her, and her hand wiping the cat climbing frame suddenly became stiff. "Thank you, senior, for saving me so that I can survive the transformation period safely. In order to repay this kindness, I would like to treat you as... My reborn mother." Hearing this, Li Furong raised her hand and touched her face, which was full of collagen, and refused again and again. "... No, no, if you don't mind, you can call me Master's Wife, and then you can enjoy the world with me." The young man paused, thought for a long time, and finally nodded. "Master Wife, have you ever heard of Li Furong?" The person being mentioned became nervous. "Haha, what's going on? Just say whatever you want, my disciple. Haha, my master won't mind." "Well, the mistress should be able to understand that I can't just let you go and have fun, because -" "I must defeat her." Looking at the young man in front of him whose temperament suddenly became resolute, Li Furong smiled awkwardly. "Why... Why?" The young man was silent for a while and then slowly spoke. "She is said to be responsible for global warming." Li Furong didn't know whether there was global warming in the world of cultivation, but she had already begun to think about whether the fox scarf could keep her warm. Warm reminder: 1. Women are the first gender in this world; 2. In order to write happily, there are basically no ups and downs; 3. I haven't thought about it yet; 4. Advertising space investment Intention: Fear of being in a deep closet