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Mo Jingchun, a young film and television migrant worker with a dream of making documentaries but who gave up his life for five buckets of rice, returned to a small county town after escaping for ten years and was forced to take over a paper-making shop that has been passed down from generation to generation. I thought I would be trapped in No. 4, A small Xixi Alley, for the rest of my life. But in the bustling mat-selling alley, there are the "corpse-carryers" with cold and venomous tongues, the confused heroines who are dawdling around, ex-girlfriends who came here by mistake for their careers, the deceased who passed away with regrets, and relatives who need comfort and sustenance. Mo Jingchun was pushed by them, and he suddenly realized the profound meaning of inheritance in the hand and in the heart from each piece of paper, and bravely embarked on the road to pursue his dream.

"Civilization is a lie we are willing to die for." Science fiction writer Liu Mo accidentally entered a "science fiction variety show" and suddenly found that he was already at the decision-making center, personally promoting a contact plan that would determine the fate of civilization. When the "messenger" embarks on a long journey of 380,000 kilometers, when all scientific language loses its effect, civilization must find a way to prove itself. Humanity's first bet finally opened the door to communication, but then encountered the devastating sentence of extraterrestrial civilization-- Humanity has no right to exist and must choose between self-destruction and destruction. As a result, civilization is forced to participate in a blind bet, and everything on the gambling table is a bargaining chip. The only thing we can add is an ultimate secret that has been buried until now. It's not a sure-win trick, it's just a bet that may lead to a chance of survival or even greater destruction. When all winning rates are impossible to predict, when all options are exhausted, human beings will finally have to answer the only question: How much should we pay to survive?

In the year 957 of the New Calendar, a thousand years after the outbreak of the Xuanfu virus, there are very few survivors left in the world. Intern researcher Zhi Zhi made a wish to inherit her mother's legacy, crack the defense barrier left by the civilization of the old era, explore the origin of the virus, and at the same time find the truth behind her mother's death. But I never thought that the entire cracking plan was a huge scam.

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The water is not in vain, the pictures are not in vain, the road is not in vain. I hope that you will not lose your mentality when you are in trouble, and you will not lose your mentality when you go to work. For water supply and drainage personnel, the road will be smooth and there will be no accumulation of water!

The spirit of heaven and earth, your spirit and my spirit.

He was born with a pair of cold lenses, able to see through the silent grammar behind interpersonal emotions. Family affection is a tight initial agreement, and society is a huge operating program. He observes calmly, decodes pain, and travels alone in a system called "growth". Until grandma's unconditional love, like a wrong but warm data packet, broke through all his logical defenses. And an ultimate protocol review called "Family" is marking him as a system vulnerability that needs to be fixed urgently. From then on, on the ruins where rules and true feelings intertwined, he launched a desperate and solemn reverse engineering - not for domination, not for destruction, but just to answer: How can we write our own, true heartbeat in a preset world.

[Adapted from a real case] [Dual-line narrative] One corpse, five suspects. It started with a murder case in Yunqi Township in 2001, and connected many cases within the case: a wire choke case covered with paper shrouds, a bizarre gunshot case, a hired murder case, etc. Detective Xu Huang peeled off the cocoon, broke through the fog, finally revealed all the truth, and brought the murderer to justice. The greed, cruelty and persistence of justice of human nature are fully demonstrated at this moment.

Delivery boy Li Mo died in an accident on the day he was collecting the down payment. When he opened his eyes again, he became the son of the notorious magistrate of Qingyang County in the Liang Dynasty. Faced with a frail body, family strife and a barren county, he put aside the unwillingness of modern people and started from a dilapidated farm, turning compost, agricultural technology, simple logistics and business thinking into the bricks and stones to transform the era. Qingyang gradually became a paradise, and its reputation spread to the ears of the emperor and empress. Appreciation and testing follow one after another. He stepped into the whirlpool of the court, and even in the crisis situation in northern Xinjiang, he used logistic management and tactical thinking that transcended the times to become the mainstay and defeated powerful enemies. When he achieved great success, he worked side by side with the smart and decisive Princess Yong'an. In the practice of governing the country and bringing peace to the people, he broke the old rules step by step and earned a solid foothold for himself and this era in the gaps of history. This is the story of an ordinary person who uses pragmatism and wisdom to live seriously in another world.

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They were inseparable from high school and college, to entering life, and then separated due to reality. A love with a name as a prophecy begins with marriage and ends with separation, and finally ushered in new hope.

Chen Mo, an ordinary migrant worker, died suddenly due to overtime work at the age of 32. He was reborn and returned to 2008, the summer after he graduated from high school. Others are ecstatic when they are reborn and start a counterattack life. But Chen Mo just wanted to say: I really don't want to be reborn! Although the previous life was hard, at least I got through it. It's better now, start everything from scratch - retake the college entrance examination? Looking for a new job? Relive those moments of social death? What's even more frightening is that he discovers that he has one more

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Liu Mang returned to his hometown to raise bamboo rats and lost all his sister-in-law's 50,000 hard-earned money. Liu Mang was ridiculed by the whole village as the most destructive god. Until he fell off the cliff and accidentally awakened the ancient immortal vine inheritance! A drop of immortal spring transformed a sick rat into a ginseng bamboo rat in an instant. Even though the price increased fivefold, it was still snapped up by five-star hotels. Starting with 3,000 sick rats, the net profit was 1.4 Million yuan after 10 days! From a bankrupt college student who was laughed at, to a living god of wealth who single-handedly made the whole village rich. Liu Mang's counterattack all relied on the Xianquan plug-in. "Compare breeding with me? Do the bamboo rats you raise have the same fragrance as mine?"

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I studied hard for twelve years and ranked among the top ten in the province's mock exam. My goal was Qingbei. However, my account was forced to log out one minute before the volunteer report was cut off. When I logged in again, my first choice had been changed to a second college I had never heard of...

The hearts of two people are symmetrical in the rainy season...

Forty years, a muddy yellow river, an old wooden boat brushed with tung oil three times. The ferryman Zhou Shuigen was illiterate and could only recognize his own surname written backwards. He untied the cable at 5:40 every morning and ferried countless people from one shore to the other - there were vegetable vendors going to the market, young people who went south to work, and mothers who committed suicide with their infants in their arms. He never asked about the coming and going of his guests, but only kept the eight words written in charcoal by his father before his death: The water is the water of the Qingjiang River, and the roots are the roots of the roots. Until a woman wearing a navy blue trench coat appeared at the ferry. When she paid for the boat, the coins carried her body heat. She said she owed 1,300 yuan. She said her daughter loved painting. She said the stationery store with a red sign on the other side of the river had the cheapest beech wood drawing boards. She didn't say she was sick. There are no miracles in this story. There are only debts to be paid off one by one, a painting under the ship's plank, and a young man walking from the other side reading out the last words left by his mother under the moonlight - "The river won't collapse."

At midnight, migrant worker Lin Wang boarded the last empty train. After a short sleep, he woke up and found that the carriage was packed with strange passengers. As the scene outside the car window became more and more distorted, Lin Wang realized that he was trapped in a space from which he could not escape.

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This novel focuses on showing neighborhood warmth and simple idealism. I hope it will resonate with you.

It narrates the survival difficulties and emotional entanglements of the real era, expresses the phenomenon of rural bachelors and the struggle of women between tradition and reality.

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The young man's life, which was originally filled with the word "sleep", ushered in his own spring breeze, but he never thought that he would become more and more "sleepy"...

Tianhe five years. In the city of Chang'an, bells rang, food was eaten, people sang and danced, while outside the city, scholars chirped, insects chirped, and wild dogs tore their bodies apart. An important minister died suddenly when he returned to seclusion, and his son entered the game holding a lamp-- The ghost of a scholar demands his life, the fox fairy searches for someone in the middle of the night, the scarecrow leaves blood and tears... "Mr. Shen, the deeper you look into the night in Chang'an, the faster you will die."

In 1979, Chen Jingzhi, who failed the college entrance examination, came back again. There is no system or plug-ins. In his previous life, he was a national-level intangible cultural heritage inheritor who stuck to mortise and tenon joints all his life, but he regretted that his old skills were on the verge of being lost. In this life, he refused to work in a factory and regained his ancestral skill of mortise and tenon. He started as a rural carpenter and broke through with his superb skills. He resisted the encirclement and suppression of Western furniture, restored national treasures and ancient buildings, and made Chinese mortise and tenon astonishing to the world. He devoted his life to reviving the lost craftsmanship, and eventually became a master of mortise and tenon, fulfilling his vow of "rejuvenating the country with mortise and tenon".

Is there such a thing as destiny in the world we live in? Are we a pawn being manipulated by others? Is our life really arranged by fate? Since there is destiny, who is controlling it? Sky? Or a civilization beyond our knowledge...

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Life is not as good as a story, there are not so many smooth sailings, an emotional scar, but the traces of its existence cannot be erased in the past ten years.

The story of life is constantly being staged in every corner of the world, with similar plots, different times, and different places. At this time, it is no longer important when the story happened, where it happened, and who is involved in the story. What is important is that the story is still happening. People in the story and people outside the story are still experiencing similar stories. I am going to tell you a long story today. As a result, the accumulated materials in my mind, as the memory awakened, some of the materials really happened, some of the materials were compiled, and some of the materials were imagined out of thin air. All these materials were compiled into fragments of stories one by one through articles. All the fragments of the story were gathered together to become a long story, and the characters and events in the story began to come alive again.

Standing is just to remind yourself that you have some idea of ​​what you want to do. So, I was fired from my job, and the reason was just witnessing an erotic affair. So, I left my job, which means I left the life that ended at a glance. Then, it turned out that life was so beautiful with the Yingying Yanyan and the Hua Tuan Jin clan; then it turned out to be dim and glorious, with the ups and downs of life, and it turned out that life was so ups and downs; then, it turned out that life was so difficult due to overt and covert attacks and intrigues... Read the real-life story, Li Li, and you will understand!

It is written with the theme of shaping, and the story takes place in the same year as the author, in the late 1970s. At that time, everyone from the country to the local government, from workers to farmers, attached great importance to education. In addition to normal school cultural education, night schools were also set up to focus on cultivating talents. The novel mainly describes the story of Wu Xianzheng and Lin Li from the third grade of elementary school to college.

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The author's many years of life experiences and insights are told in an autobiographical way about the mental journey of a modern Northern drifter.

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Peng Gensheng, who graduated from a prestigious university in architecture, possesses ancestral calligraphy skills and relied on the ancient method of "supporting beams and supporting pillars" to save an old dome-style house. He was recruited by Zhang Zhenyu, the head of Dingfeng Ancient Buildings, for his sharp eyesight. At that time, Dingfeng was in crisis for the restoration of the Confucian Temple. Peng Gensheng used the concept of "ancient methods as the soul and modernity as the utility" to solve the technical attack of Gao Ming and Gao Qianyi, and successfully restored the beam frame. He became famous in the first battle, but also attracted the fear of Zhao Tiancheng, the president of the Ancient Architecture Association. Zhao Tiancheng teamed up with Wang Lei and others to set up a bureau to suppress him, from bidding frame-ups to construction site accident frame-ups, and they pressed hard step by step. With the technical support of Gao Qianyi and the full escort of Zhang Zhenyu, Peng Gensheng united with Shen Qinghe and other righteous people to find out the mastermind behind the scenes and expose Zhao Tiancheng's conspiracy to monopolize the industry and tamper with repair standards. In the end, Peng Gensheng brought a plan that integrated ancient skills with modern technology and defeated Zhao Tiancheng in the Tianshui Pavilion restoration bid. He led Dingfeng to counterattack to the top and became a master in the field of living restoration of ancient buildings. He also gained the soul love with Gao Qianyi.

The youngest son in the family seemed to have no merit or even mediocrity among his elder brothers and sisters, so he was not taken seriously at an early age. By chance, under the care of his father, he came to a city where he was unfamiliar with and studied with an old gentleman...

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Cool article After a car accident on February 19, he unexpectedly became a warrior who saved the world.

Survival and death exist in every corner of the world. You and I are both in it. My name is Mo Fan, and I want to survive.

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