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After reviving her life, Li Sining joined the entertainment industry that she had never set foot in. She has no sponsors, no backstage, and is suppressed for votes and resources. As soon as the scene cuts away, she is lamenting that the entertainment industry is really difficult to get into, and her ex-husband suddenly appeared. Zhou Yichen: "Do you want to be famous? I'll praise you." Li Sining thought to herself: "I was tricked by you in my last life, but I won't obey this time!" Zhou Yichen: "Your dad won't pay back the loan shark? Your grandma doesn't want the money for the surgery? My brother won't go to kindergarten?" Li Sining was about to cry: "Do you want to do this again! Is this the end of it?" It's strange that the face he reborn happened to look like the Bai Yueguang he loved so much.

This is the first collection of novels by young writer Yuan Wei. The book contains 77 short stories and novels written by the author over the past 20 years, with about 210,000 words. The content involves history, love, ethics, focuses on the living conditions of the lower class, and describes the joys, sorrows, and joys of small people. The work reflects the author's many years of careful observation and thoughtful insights into life.

I am a service master. My surname is Qin. Everyone calls me Mr. Qin. The place I serve is called "Yashi" nightclub, located on the bustling Heping Middle Road. Like the surrounding cabarets, dance halls and entertainment cities, the "Yashi" nightclub is also luxuriously decorated and rich. At night, the place is filled with neon lights, singing and laughter. There are various high-end cars parked in front of the door, and the people coming in and out are all well-known guests in suits and leather shoes. "Yashi" is the city's first entertainment venue staffed by all men. They are called waiters abroad and waiters or service masters in China. The young masters recruited are all young men in their twenties, about 1.75 Meters tall, and they are required to have a handsome, elegant and refined appearance.

"Ugh...! Ugh!" It was the sound of the train. In this tired city, the huge roar of the train sounded strangely at midnight.

This book is a collection of poetry. The book is divided into five series: "Snow Lyrical", "Fairy Tofu", "Desensitization Therapy", "Carousel" and "Memory Sponge". It is a collection of meditation on objects. Barnyards, corrugated wood, cormorants, pigs, fireflies, tiles, cans, thuja, rotary tillers, seedling trays, etc. Are all the objects that the author contemplates. Farming and new agricultural poetry are the characteristics of this collection of poems. "Ode to Straw" describes the fate of straw and ripening, "Letter of Invitation" describes the pulped rice after the beginning of autumn, "Sea of ​​Sunflowers" describes the sharp flower disks of sunflowers in autumn, and "Ethylene" writes about the ripening agent "Dongpo used the aroma of papaya to ripen the raw persimmons in the basket." "Wheat Leaf Bee" describes the wheat leaf bee, a pest in the wheat field, but the poet only observed it calmly and did not make any moral judgment. The extremely simple side of his hometown constitutes a bright lamp in the poet's heart. In the virtuality of poetry and language, the hometown is reborn and resurrected.

An ordinary love story of an older girl, simple yet slightly heartwarming.

On November 14, a sunny morning, Uncle Jiang, Mother Jiang and I came to the Qinghe Detention Center. As soon as he entered the gate, he saw a silver-gray Santana parked there, and Liu Zhen got out of the car wearing a suit and skirt. We looked at each other and smiled, feeling light and happy after shaking off the dust. After meeting Xiao Jiang at the small window on the high wall of the detention center on June 5, 159 days later, I finally saw my heart and true love. Xiao Jiang has a shaved head and a clean and shiny face. As soon as he saw me, his lips started to pout, his body was trembling, and silent tears poured down his face rapidly. He choked with sobs for a long time and said tremblingly, Xiaoxian... Thank you for your hard work...