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Survival Island (1)
General Fiction生存岛（一）
A Liang
On the third day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, we finally arrived at Survival Island. It has been gloomy these past few days. Legend has it that there is a treasure buried on the island that was dowed by a princess a long time ago. I don't know if it is true. In the next few days, what kind of challenges will meet us... Aliang closed the diary, put the suitcase aside casually, and lay comfortably in the hotel room. At this time, there was a "bang" and the door opened. The person who came in was A Liang's classmate, Wu Wen Ting. "Don't be so arrogant. The day after tomorrow is the challenge of survivability. We can't lose to other groups!" Wen Ting patted A Liang on the shoulder as soon as he came in. "Hmph! Do you think I am willing to come to this place where nothing matters? If it weren't for you..." At this point, A Liang closed his eyes in anger.
On the third day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, we finally arrived at Survival Island. It has been gloomy these past few days. Legend has it that there is a treasure buried on the island that was dowed by a princess a long time ago. I don't know if it is true. In the next few days, what kind of challenges will meet us... Aliang closed the diary, put the suitcase aside casually, and lay comfortably in the hotel room. At this time, there was a "bang" and the door opened. The person who came in was A Liang's classmate, Wu Wen Ting. "Don't be so arrogant. The day after tomorrow is the challenge of survivability. We can't lose to other groups!" Wen Ting patted A Liang on the shoulder as soon as he came in. "Hmph! Do you think I am willing to come to this place where nothing matters? If it weren't for you..." At this point, A Liang closed his eyes in anger.
Survival Island (2)
General Fiction生存岛（二）
A Liang
On the third day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, we finally arrived at Survival Island. It has been gloomy these past few days. Legend has it that there is a treasure buried on the island that was dowed by a princess a long time ago. I don't know if it is true. In the next few days, what kind of challenges will meet us... Aliang closed the diary, put the suitcase aside casually, and lay comfortably in the hotel room. At this time, there was a "bang" and the door opened. The person who came in was A Liang's classmate, Wu Wen Ting. "Don't be so arrogant. The day after tomorrow is the challenge of survivability. We can't lose to other groups!" Wen Ting patted A Liang on the shoulder as soon as he came in. "Hmph! Do you think I am willing to come to this place where nothing matters? If it weren't for you..." At this point, A Liang closed his eyes in anger.
On the third day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, we finally arrived at Survival Island. It has been gloomy these past few days. Legend has it that there is a treasure buried on the island that was dowed by a princess a long time ago. I don't know if it is true. In the next few days, what kind of challenges will meet us... Aliang closed the diary, put the suitcase aside casually, and lay comfortably in the hotel room. At this time, there was a "bang" and the door opened. The person who came in was A Liang's classmate, Wu Wen Ting. "Don't be so arrogant. The day after tomorrow is the challenge of survivability. We can't lose to other groups!" Wen Ting patted A Liang on the shoulder as soon as he came in. "Hmph! Do you think I am willing to come to this place where nothing matters? If it weren't for you..." At this point, A Liang closed his eyes in anger.
Alibi for the Killing
General Fiction杀戮之不在场证明
A Liang
"Mr. Peng's home is so far away. It took so long to sit in the car..." A Liang was jolting in a passenger car. The bus was driving on a road leading to the countryside. The uneven road conditions made Alian almost vomit. "Hold on a little longer, don't spit it out..." After hearing this, Wen Ting, who was sitting on A Liang's right, frowned and patted A Liang's back quickly, "Even if you spit it out, you have to spit it out to Wang Xin, but don't spit it out on me." "Okay, okay, just spit it out on me. Who asked me to drag you here?" Wang Xin waved her hand helplessly, took out a tissue from her pocket and handed it to A Liang, "I didn't expect you to be so motion sick."
"Mr. Peng's home is so far away. It took so long to sit in the car..." A Liang was jolting in a passenger car. The bus was driving on a road leading to the countryside. The uneven road conditions made Alian almost vomit. "Hold on a little longer, don't spit it out..." After hearing this, Wen Ting, who was sitting on A Liang's right, frowned and patted A Liang's back quickly, "Even if you spit it out, you have to spit it out to Wang Xin, but don't spit it out on me." "Okay, okay, just spit it out on me. Who asked me to drag you here?" Wang Xin waved her hand helplessly, took out a tissue from her pocket and handed it to A Liang, "I didn't expect you to be so motion sick."