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Motokari
Xuanhuan元狩
Plow With A Knife
Lonely, stubborn, and unruly. There is only a lonely and brave man who insists on going his own way. Just stick to the good and evil in your heart, even if what you are about to encounter is death by a thousand cuts. This is me, a wild man's grand counterattack. -- Dao Yi Geng VIP readership: 74640518
Lonely, stubborn, and unruly. There is only a lonely and brave man who insists on going his own way. Just stick to the good and evil in your heart, even if what you are about to encounter is death by a thousand cuts. This is me, a wild man's grand counterattack. -- Dao Yi Geng VIP readership: 74640518

璀璨华年1991
Plow With A Knife
After time travel, Cao Yukun originally planned to get married to a rich woman. But people didn't take a fancy to him...
After time travel, Cao Yukun originally planned to get married to a rich woman. But people didn't take a fancy to him...

华娱的盛宴
Plow With A Knife
Traveling through China Entertainment began at the end of 1995. Taiwanese entertainment is declining, Hong Kong entertainment is at its peak, and domestic entertainment has just started. Lin Jianlu didn't expect that his first album would hit both sides of the Taiwan Strait and become the king. How can you retire?
Traveling through China Entertainment began at the end of 1995. Taiwanese entertainment is declining, Hong Kong entertainment is at its peak, and domestic entertainment has just started. Lin Jianlu didn't expect that his first album would hit both sides of the Taiwan Strait and become the king. How can you retire?

Qianlang
Urban前浪
Plow With A Knife
Peng Xiangming lay in bed for nine years, spending his remaining days watching movies and listening to music. Unexpectedly, when he woke up, he was 21 years old again in a parallel time and space, and became a directing student. Here, he originally planned to make some money, quit, and enjoy life, but he didn't expect that Qianlang's works, which were already "outdated" on earth, would be so popular here! He had no choice but to follow the trend step by step and become an unsinkable front wave!
Peng Xiangming lay in bed for nine years, spending his remaining days watching movies and listening to music. Unexpectedly, when he woke up, he was 21 years old again in a parallel time and space, and became a directing student. Here, he originally planned to make some money, quit, and enjoy life, but he didn't expect that Qianlang's works, which were already "outdated" on earth, would be so popular here! He had no choice but to follow the trend step by step and become an unsinkable front wave!

Chapter 1 of Night
Urban夜的第一章
Plow With A Knife
"Let me say it again, I am really not a talented singer or a talented songwriter! I have no love for singing! My ideal is to be a carpenter!" "But Mr. Xu, you have won a Grand Slam of awards, and your cumulative album sales number one in the world! Your lyrics, music and production have single-handedly won so many kings and queens! You are considered by everyone to have dominated an era on your own!" "Didn't we agree to talk about carpentry? Don't you want to do it anymore?" "No, boss! But this is your TV station, and you have to consider the ratings! Everyone only wants to hear stories about how awesome you are, and they are not interested in your carpentry hobby! For example, tell me the story about how you were banned as soon as you signed a new contract?... Okay, okay, can we talk about last year's rich list? We all know that there are four Chinese women in the top 50 of the world's richest list, all single, and it is rumored that they are all with you..." "Actually, carpentry is very interesting. Let's talk about carpentry!" "How about we talk about An Xiaojing and Queen An? Everyone is very curious. She is not married, but her three children are all named Xu, and..."
"Let me say it again, I am really not a talented singer or a talented songwriter! I have no love for singing! My ideal is to be a carpenter!" "But Mr. Xu, you have won a Grand Slam of awards, and your cumulative album sales number one in the world! Your lyrics, music and production have single-handedly won so many kings and queens! You are considered by everyone to have dominated an era on your own!" "Didn't we agree to talk about carpentry? Don't you want to do it anymore?" "No, boss! But this is your TV station, and you have to consider the ratings! Everyone only wants to hear stories about how awesome you are, and they are not interested in your carpentry hobby! For example, tell me the story about how you were banned as soon as you signed a new contract?... Okay, okay, can we talk about last year's rich list? We all know that there are four Chinese women in the top 50 of the world's richest list, all single, and it is rumored that they are all with you..." "Actually, carpentry is very interesting. Let's talk about carpentry!" "How about we talk about An Xiaojing and Queen An? Everyone is very curious. She is not married, but her three children are all named Xu, and..."

Not a Swordsman
Xianxia不剑仙
Plow With A Knife
Knowledge is power! Poems and songs are power! As soon as an article was published, the momentum surged. Not only did the author's strength increase significantly, but the "literary spirit" of the entire world also increased. Monks can improve their cultivation by reading and reciting it. The original author "reads it for the first time" in public. If you are lucky enough to hear it, your progress will be rapid! Therefore, all monks in the world consider it a blessing to be friends with a great scribe. However, since Qu, Cao and Tao, the three great literary immortals, have gone to the west, there has been no truly great poet in the world for a long time. At this time, Lu Xun came through time with a head full of poems and songs!
Knowledge is power! Poems and songs are power! As soon as an article was published, the momentum surged. Not only did the author's strength increase significantly, but the "literary spirit" of the entire world also increased. Monks can improve their cultivation by reading and reciting it. The original author "reads it for the first time" in public. If you are lucky enough to hear it, your progress will be rapid! Therefore, all monks in the world consider it a blessing to be friends with a great scribe. However, since Qu, Cao and Tao, the three great literary immortals, have gone to the west, there has been no truly great poet in the world for a long time. At this time, Lu Xun came through time with a head full of poems and songs!

匹夫仗剑大河东去
Plow With A Knife
He opened his eyes and saw the mystery of this world. Fox monsters, evil dragons, emperors, generals, Taoists, gods! Also, past and future. ...
He opened his eyes and saw the mystery of this world. Fox monsters, evil dragons, emperors, generals, Taoists, gods! Also, past and future. ...

I'm Really Not a God
Urban我真不是神仙
Plow With A Knife
When I woke up, I was back in 2016. The great global changes caused by the revival of spiritual energy have not yet come, and Zhao Zijian has begun to move forward alone. At first, he just wanted to be alone and protect the people he cherished, but he accidentally became the god of the new world.
When I woke up, I was back in 2016. The great global changes caused by the revival of spiritual energy have not yet come, and Zhao Zijian has begun to move forward alone. At first, he just wanted to be alone and protect the people he cherished, but he accidentally became the god of the new world.

Perfect Life
Urban完美人生
Plow With A Knife
Li Qian was reborn. 1995 In another time and space. Here, he is certainly more likely to succeed than ordinary people. But what is success? Money? Or, fame? Status? Glory? All, but not all. With that faint smile looking back, the momentary warmth of holding hands, and the faint body fragrance in my arms; This life can be called perfect. [Full subscription group]: 74640518 [General group]: 450609038
Li Qian was reborn. 1995 In another time and space. Here, he is certainly more likely to succeed than ordinary people. But what is success? Money? Or, fame? Status? Glory? All, but not all. With that faint smile looking back, the momentary warmth of holding hands, and the faint body fragrance in my arms; This life can be called perfect. [Full subscription group]: 74640518 [General group]: 450609038