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After dying on the battlefield, I dressed as a draft trainee. On the first day I joined the show, Ding Xue and her clique bullied me. "The threshold for the draft is really low. Is this kind of guy worthy of sharing the stage with me?" "You are not allowed to choose the guzheng, or I will kill you." She forced me to drink foot-washing water, and I picked up a bucket and gave her a refreshing bath. She was incompetent and furious, "You guys who run a stall want to be in a Chinese girl group, can you play the piano?" Sorry, I am not only good at boxing and kicking, but also proficient in music theory.

I was a hot, top actress. In a photo, I was labeled as a sleeping escort who got into power through hidden rules. My fiancé blocked me from the Internet and kicked me out of the wedding room. My younger brother whom I had raised for ten years felt embarrassed and severed ties with me. They cursed me to die early and far away. After the truth was revealed, the scumbag shamelessly proposed, while the white-eyed wolf knelt down and repented. But with terminal cancer, I just want to drag them to hell.