Official simplified version introduction:
Pan Tao, formerly known as Pan Taohua, nicknamed flat peach and peach blossom, is in the flowering season, the cardamom year.
Pan Tao has never had the unrealistic idea that she would win the lottery, but why has she always seen ghosts since she entered high school? Yes, hell, no quotation marks, real hell. There are real ghosts and fake ghosts. Ever since she met Zhao Tianming, Pan Tao's eyes have not been dark!
Ambiguous version introduction:
Pantao was very unhappy today and wanted to vent, so he went to the flower shop first and bought a chrysanthemum. Then he went home and pulled out a cucumber from the refrigerator. He found a place where no one was around, squatted down, held out his chest for a minute, then pointed the cucumber at the chrysanthemum with his powerful right hand and poked, poked, poked, poked... While sipping, he muttered: "Chrysanthemums are not for poking, I will let you poke enough, you pervert!" ..." ((@-@) The normal author looks at the protagonist with pity, the poor baby~ has been tortured and perverted by the evil reality...) Pantao poked and poked with a ferocious face, until the petals of the poor and innocent little chrysanthemum were scattered, the cucumber shattered, and the original shape was no longer visible... A ghost armor passed by in the corner. He couldn't help but sneezed hard and touched his head. He had been dead for so long, how could he still feel cold? On the other side, Pantao fiercely took out another cucumber, imagining it to be someone's... Then she smiled sinisterly, gently polished it with her hands, suddenly broke it hard, and then broke it, and then broke it again... Broke it into pieces and threw it on the ground. She jumped up and stepped on it hard, until the cucumber juice splashed everywhere and turned into mud. Lu Guijia suddenly felt an ominous feeling somewhere in him, so he crossed his hands and covered his crotch, and floated away in despair...
Attached: I am a newbie, a grown-up girl who is writing for the first time in a sedan chair. I will be nervous and excited, and I will also be disappointed or depressed in the future. Everyone who has carefully read my article is welcome to point out my shortcomings in detail. It is best to be gentle, and I will let everyone see my progress!