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In the rapidly emerging new media industry, short novels have begun to serve as an extremely important "source of living water" in the flood of "mobile phone reading". Perhaps none of us can imagine this future scenario. In short, the future of small novels is full of brilliance. Against this historical background, the publication of "Famous Chinese Novels Archives" is particularly meaningful. This set of books has a strong lineup, rich content, and diverse styles. It consists of 100 contemporary short fiction writers each with a single volume. It is worthy of being a short fiction systematic project with the purpose of "creating style, promoting writers, and launching high-quality products."

The best guy in the workshop fell in love with the best girl in the workshop. This was a match made in heaven, and people were waiting to eat the wedding candy. However, a short fat man whose father was the director of a certain city bureau stepped in. He pursued the girl like a mangy dog. He actually got closer and closer to the girl, and finally got married. Why exactly? The mystery was revealed twenty years later. A love story involves six people at the same time. These six people have been involved for twenty years, leaving this love story one after another, and then returning to this love story. What kind of love story is this? More than 20 years ago, I worked as a worker at the Hongxing Machinery Factory. Because I was also the secretary of the Youth League branch of a workshop, the time I spent on my milling machine was not as good as organizing meetings to study and leading young workers to participate in activities.

Two days later, many of the former "comrades" came out easily and could laugh and cry and curse happily. The police officers gave everyone travel expenses and said many comforting words, asking everyone to go home first and not to go out for three months. They would wait for further inquiries and investigations from the public security organs at any time. They hoped that everyone would continue to cooperate. Everyone was grateful and said that it seemed like they had been having a dream or nightmare these past few months, but they needed to stay at home to recuperate for a while. Once bitten by a snake, you have been afraid of well ropes for ten years, how shameless? You're not going anywhere, don't worry.

Zhang Qiuping and Luo Chunfen joined the Red Star Machinery Factory on the same day in 1975. Previously, both of them were educated youths who joined the queue. The countryside is a vast world. One is in the plains and the other is in the mountains. They are like two small fish wandering in a vast lake. If they were not caught by different fishing boats and big nets, and then sent to the same market and put into the same large water basin, the two fishes would not be able to meet each other, and it would be difficult to even know the existence of each other. The Red Star Factory is a large enterprise with thousands of employees. There are two to three hundred new employees who entered the factory in the same batch. They are all educated youths. They all had dreams of making a big difference, but after a few years, they all became disillusioned and wished they could return to the city sooner.

"Who Can Touch Love" is a collection of short stories and short stories. It contains fourteen excellent short stories by Mr. Sun Chunping in recent years. "The Incense of Huangfei Nunnery" is one of them. It tells the story of a kind-hearted temporary worker in the road maintenance area who saved an injured and injured woman who was staying at the Imperial Concubine in the famine-stricken era. Later, because the pregnant and blind abortion woman was to be deported by the local village cadres, he married this woman in order to save two lives. As a result, the woman gave birth to two disabled daughters in succession. Finally, on the eve of the dismantling of the work area, the man named Cai Linzhong decided to squeeze to death in the two machine workshops for the sake of his two disabled daughters. He used this work death to buy a little living space for them in the future. Cai Linzhong is just an ordinary man, a temporary worker who has never been regularized, and is even a blind drifter. But he is kind and benevolent. He is silently dedicated and courageous to his wife and non-biological daughter, to his coworkers and to his work, even at the expense of his own life.

"Wedding" is a collection of urban novels by Northeastern writer Sun Chunping. Sun Chunping, who is good at writing about small characters and short novels, depicts the various phenomena in contemporary cities with a delicate and sophisticated writing style. In the calm and soothing urban narrative, he explores the possibilities and boundaries of human beings, and uses...

More than ten years ago, people all over the world were debating with great interest whether the new century should be counted from 2000 or 2001. One morning, Luo Yulin was riding a sacred cow to send his son to school. On the way, he met his wife Meng Furong, who was driving a taxi. Meng Furong asked you to go home after sending the child off. Luo Yulin naturally agreed happily. According to his thoughts, his wife must have wanted to have sex at work. When was the last time? I can't remember clearly, it must have been two or three months ago. It's normal to want to move my body and bones. I'm only in my thirties, so I haven't reached the age when my six roots are quiet.

The construction of Qin Jiancheng's home started at dawn. The rooster had crowed twice, but there was still darkness between heaven and earth, and the whole village was still sleeping quietly. The pheasants and other birds in the forest outside the village are like children in sleep, and from time to time they make one or two murmurs or cries that seem to be awake but not awake. It is the time of year when the days are the longest and the nights are the shortest. The quartz clock on the north wall has not yet reached three o'clock, but after two more cigarettes, it will be dawn. The lights in the main room were all on, and the light poured out from the window, reflecting a bright light in the yard. Qin Jiancheng's brother came, his nephew came, and his daughter and son-in-law also came. The young man was greedy for sleep and yawned constantly.

Zhao Xiaosui is afraid of living in the daytime. There were too few classes during the day, and for graduate students, there were only a few classes a week. After the instructor finished the class, he listed the required readings and several questions that he asked to think about and research. He put the lesson preparation book and books into his handbag and left in a hurry. The rest of the time is for students to study and think in their dormitories or in the library. But what Zhao Xiaosui was afraid of was going back to her dormitory in broad daylight. Twice, when I unlocked and pushed the door, I saw that the curtains on Li Yun's bed were tightly closed. The originally strong double-decker iron bed was creaking and shaking like an old bus bumping on a rugged mountain road, and suppressed moans and gasps could be heard from the curtains.

Liao Baimu walked heavily towards the school gate for a few steps. The detective caught up with him and said in a low voice: "Teacher Liao, I have another idea about what you just said. I have carefully read the material you wrote for the Tadong Branch Public Security Department and what the lady wrote in order to handle the case. Damn, those people, for... That, they will do anything to hurt them, they are all colleagues, so I won't say anything." Based on the circumstances explained by the two of you, I personally think that it might be prostitution. Do you think this is a good idea? You can ask the school to file a complaint with the Municipal Public Security Bureau and request a reclassification of the incident. I will be responsible for going to the bureau to find the director. You are a person who has contributed to the detection of major serial murder cases, and there is indeed something to be said about the punishment. In my opinion, there is a chance of overturning it. "

The novel reveals the hardships and sufferings of the vulnerable group of farmers at the bottom through the experiences of an honest farmer raising crabs in Wangtian. It is a visual "investigation of Chinese farmers". The novel is close to life and truly expresses the vicissitudes, struggles and helplessness of disadvantaged groups under the pressure of real life. The plot of the novel is tortuous and profound, making it a rare high-level work.

Huo Xiaobao was found in the river outside the village. Some children who were playing together by the river suddenly discovered that their little treasure was missing, so they ran back to the village like crazy to call for adults. At that time, the sunset was spread on the river. The bright red color was like thick blood, flowing slowly and silently, making tiny waves, as if the death of a child had nothing to do with it. After hearing the news, people rushed to the river and fished the little treasure out of the river. Xiaobao's mother, Wang Yongmei, was crying and crying while holding her wet little body. She scratched desperately on the river beach with one hand until her fingers bled. Xiaobao's father Huo Linzhou squatted aside, his head buried in his crotch, holding his hair with both hands, trembling all over, tears falling silently, soaking the river beach at his feet. The sheep returning to the pen came along the river beach and bleated. The sound was like a child acting coquettishly to its mother.

Qiu Guanglang and Zuo Yuli rented a house together, moved out of the dormitory room in the company's building, and moved in. Not only did the expected disturbance disappear, but everything seemed to go smoothly. Qiu Guanglang, male, 35 years old, originally from Shandong, graduated from a prestigious university in Beijing with an electronics major, and is responsible for the quality acceptance of the company's products sold. The family in the north has a wife and a son. The wife is on a long vacation due to a loss at work, and the son is seven years old. Zuo Yuli, female, is 26 years old and unmarried. He grew up by the West Lake in Hangzhou. After studying at university in Shanghai, he was responsible for collecting technical information and translating into English for the company. My father is a professor at the university, teaching ancient Chinese literature. It is said that he comes from a family of poets and scholars. My fiancé is currently studying for a PhD in the United States.