The World-Weary People in the Aristocratic Academy Think They Just Want to Be Messed Up

[Self-painted cover] Below the copy, we recommend two copies for pre-order: "Traveling into the sadistic literature to create death all over the world" "Sick and weak, thousands of people think they just want to die" If you are interested, please collect it~ Copywriting of this article: Xuan Jiu went through the book. Opening and closing his eyes, he woke up in a strange world and learned that because of his special soul, he was selected by the cannon fodder system claiming to be No. 396. He was forcibly bound and asked to do cannon fodder tasks. 396: [As a cannon fodder system, our mission is to help the host act as cannon fodder and contribute to the protagonist's ending! Xuan Jiu sneered: Get out. 396: [If the host does not cooperate, it will be punished by electric shocks. In the end, the soul will be rejected by the consciousness of the world and will end up being wiped out in ashes. Xuan Jiu, who had just passed away miserably: Whatever. * "This Cloud Is A Little Sweet" is a heart-warming novel. Xuan Jiu, who has just come through, assumes the identity of the original owner Xuan Jiu Qing. The timing is very bad and has offended many people, including the protagonist. Xuan Jiu glanced at the protagonist group with cold disgust, remembering the brainless plot told to him by the system, and became restless in his heart: If you are sick, please don't touch me. * The fake young master of the Xuan family was famous for his many evil deeds and being cold and gloomy. He was in great contrast to the innocent young master who had just taken him home. But gradually, everyone discovered that Xuan Jiuqing had changed. The boy no longer acts like a monster, but has a cold and distant temperament. He shines brightly in the art academy, like an elusive flower on the high mountain. No one can catch his eye except art. Xuanjiu adapted well and lived a happy life. 396 Was so anxious that he was sweating: [Host, if you don't work hard to complete the task, you will really die! Xuan Jiu is neither slow nor slow: Can't I enjoy it enough first? * The protagonist group has become very annoying recently. Instead, he turned to the Xuan family who paid too much attention to him, the gentle and outstanding student council president, the arrogant and wild school bully, the cool school boy from the art academy, and the playboy friend who was famous for selling jade. They even regard Xuan Jiuqing as a thorn in their side and the protagonist's paranoid friend. Instead of looking for Xuan Mingyun, these "protagonist attackers" stalk him one by one. Xuan Jiu was so troubled that he couldn't see it all and continued to be obsessed with art. 396 Hindsight: [I always feel that there is something... Off about the way the protagonists look at the host? * [The author's extreme crazy literature, the representative of the pit king is me, for my own entertainment. [Highlight: Xuan Jiuqing and the Xuan family are not related by blood! ! ! ====Push and pre-accept, welcome the collection of spiritual and beautiful human beings==== "Enter the sadistic novel and go crazy and kill the whole world" Advance receipt copy: Tang An died, but Tang An lived again, and his soul passed through the world of the book, into a body that was despised by everyone. What makes him heartbroken is that this world is the novel he once read out of boredom, a bloody novel full of heartthrobs and Shura fields, and the person he is wearing is also named Tang An. When I think about the fact that Tang An was bullied in all kinds of ways in the original book, used as a substitute, his father did not care for his mother, and he lived a life of being a doormat every day, Tang An was about to spit out his old blood. Tang An, who walked in, calmly looked at the hypocritical and disgusting faces in front of him. When he thought about the end of the story, the original owner Tang An had a miserable life, and was eventually treated as an abandoned son and died miserably on the street, with no one to collect his body. The young man raised his eyebrows, rolled up his sleeves, and smiled: It's okay, I will go crazy :) * Everyone felt that Tang An was a rat living in the gutter, not worthy to be compared with the glorious third young master of the Tang family, but he was just lucky enough to be adopted by the head of the Tang family. The two have similar appearance, but their temperament and life experience are completely different. Tang Yi is dignified and elegant in every gesture, while Tang An is just a child picked up from an orphanage. He is timid, gloomy and autistic. He can't even compare to Tang Yi by a hair. Everyone laughed at him, everyone ridiculed him, and humiliated him in every possible way because he was jealous of him living with Tang Yi. Some people even regarded him as Tang Yi's substitute, and he would come and go as soon as he was called. Tang An lived like a dog, living as Tang Yi's shadow. He didn't know until his death that he was just Tang Yi's survival container. Adopting him from the orphanage by the head of the Tang family was never salvation, but a road to hell. * Tang An died in loneliness and was reborn from despair. God seemed to play a joke on him, pouring another bucket of cold water on his already cold heart. When the bully pushed him into the pool, Tang An obediently closed his eyes, thinking: It would be better to die. When he opened his eyes again, there was a hot soul in his body. He said that his name was Tang An. He burned everything wantonly like a blazing fire. In the dark abyss, Tang An saw the light for the first time. =========== =========== "Sick and weak, thousands of people think they want to die" Advance receipt copy: Ling Li died once, but he was tired of it after being reborn. No struggling, no courtship, no more expecting anyone, no more expecting anyone to treat me as a human being. ——It's better to treat him as dead. "Want to humiliate me? Get in line. Want to save me? It's too late. Want to love me? Are you crazy." After resurrecting his life, he didn't want to fight for anything, facing the bullies from his previous life, the hypocritical adoptive parents, the true young master who recognized his ancestors and returned to his clan, as well as his playmate and fiancé who were playing tricks on him. Everything made him extremely disgusted. With a weak body, Ling Li simply coughed, fainted, and vomited blood. It was easier to stay aloof from the world. Young Master Zhen, who was about to make things difficult for Ling Li: No, why did he fall down when I didn't do anything? The bully who bullies others: Why are you pretending to be pitiful - Damn it! It seems like he really doesn't want to live...! Facing the hypocritical fiancé Ling Li, she smiled knowingly: Do you want to develop a relationship with me? Okay, let's cultivate and cultivate him with that coffin first, and he will have to get married in the future. The playmates of the same year all stared at him with eager eyes, but Ling Li couldn't see them. All true and false feelings had nothing to do with him. He closed his eyes and waited for death in peace. Ling Li thought that she would be bored and bored until the end, but she didn't expect that this scene of living and dying would actually be more exciting than before. Ling Li looked calmly at everything that was almost the same as in his previous life. One thing puzzled him. There was a person who didn't have much impression in his previous life, but he kept coming closer to him in this life. ——No one watched him cry before, but now he is as silent as snow, and everyone starts to go crazy. ——He never discovered the craziest person. * Xie Er lost his beloved treasure three times. The first time was when I was eight years old, I had a startling glimpse in the hospital. The child was born delicate and beautiful, and the eyes that looked at him were as clean and transparent as glass beads. Facing him with scars all over his body, everyone shunned him like a snake or a scorpion, but the boy walked towards him with a candy stick in his mouth, filled with light, patted his face with a soft and fragrant embroidered handkerchief, and asked in a childish voice: "Does it hurt?" That day, the bright red clouds reflected in the boy's eyes were deeply imprinted in Xie's heart for seven years. When we met again, the boy had grown into an outstanding young man. His youthfulness had faded away and he was becoming more dazzling. The young master of the Ling family was like a prince. Wherever he went, he was the focus of stars and countless eyes. Xie E's body was trembling with excitement after he had lost it, but his resurrected heart was completely extinguished by the news of the engagement between the Ling family and the Liu family. From then on, Xie Er became a trapped beast that could not see the light, suppressing all the dark and wet thoughts, and only dared to hide in the dark, silently guarding the young man's back. The third time they met, it was in front of a coffin in the mourning hall. The glass he had guarded all his life... Shattered before his eyes. The light that he couldn't get and couldn't touch was trampled on by others and abandoned like worn-out shoes, and finally broke into thousands of pieces. The glazed eyes under the red clouds that year are now only dead silence. Xie Er made the craziest decision in his life. Regardless of everyone's obstruction, he forcibly took the boy's urn back to Xie's house for burial. After taking revenge for everything, he chose to end his own life in front of the boy's grave. Everyone thinks Xie is a mad dog, biting everyone he meets, eating people without spitting out their bones, ruthless and cold-blooded, like a disaster born from Shura in hell. Everyone said that Xie E was crazy, and even more so after the death of the fake young master of the Ling family. * After everything was over, Xie returned to the cold tomb and kissed the tombstone very gently and slowly. A wrinkled embroidered handkerchief was tightly held in the palm of his hand, but the blood on his body had not stained it. Under the red sky filled with fire clouds, Xie'e closed his eyes with satisfaction... ——I'm not crazy, it's just that I don't want to live anymore after he dies. ——I am a disaster star, and you are my only good luck. Weary of the world, indifferent and single-mindedly seeking death/Poisonous mouth, sick young lady, beautiful woman x affectionate male ghost, loyal dog, green tea male mother/Fighting and crazily criticizing [The crematorium does not recycle the ashes and scatters them. Write about a tough little Liuli who is broken, sick, weak, beautiful, strong and miserable, reborn as a living person but slightly dead, and has a particularly beautiful mental state. [Two-way redemption, two-way love, a story about a mad dog picking up the broken glass piece by piece, repairing it, wiping away the dust, and letting the little glass shine again. Purpose: Live a confident and beautiful life, and anyone can be the protagonist.