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Li Tiezhu, an ordinary takeaway boy, delivered a takeaway to a deserted cemetery, but was struck by lightning and fell into the strange story of Infinite Flow Rules. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw an iron bump bursting out of the coffin. He patted his shoulder and said seriously: "Hello, my designated partner, I am Optimus Prime." Li Tiezhu:? ? ? Brother, you've gone to the Pacific Ocean for drama, right? From then on, the whole style of reincarnation space completely went off the rails. In the copy of the zombie community, others were scared and ran away. Optimus Prime spoke Cybertronian to negotiate with the zombies. He turned the zombies into little brothers and took the initiative to hand over cans every day. In the copy of the clan ancestral hall, others worshiped their ancestors with trepidation. Optimus Prime was regarded as the "appearance of the robot ancestor", and the whole village knelt to offer him a pig's head. In the copy of Company 996, others were squeezed into pieces by their bosses. Optimus Prime didn't need to eat or sleep. He became the head of the department in three days, forcing his boss to carry the train and run away overnight. The system pops up like crazy: [Warning! Abnormal player detected! Please stop breaking the dungeon rules immediately! Li Tiezhu squatted on Optimus Prime's shoulder with a cigarette in his mouth: "It's so noisy, didn't you see my brother Zhuzhu making supper for the ghost?" The other reincarnators collectively collapsed: "Help! These two are not here to clear the level at all, they are here to dismantle the reincarnation space!"

This book is a realistic novella that focuses on young people who have returned to their hometowns to help revitalize the countryside. The content of the story is all literary and artistic creations, and the names of the characters in the book are all pseudonyms. The story is set in Desheng Town, Suishan County (now Xiqiao Town, Yingshan County), and tells the passionate journey of ten like-minded classmates, including Deng Jingchuan, Deng Litao, Liu Qingsong, and Tao Bingran, who resolutely bid farewell to the high-paying workplaces in the city. With sincerity and love for their hometown, they returned to their hometowns to join hands in rural construction. This group of young people with their own specialties faced many difficulties such as weak infrastructure in their hometown, unsaleable agricultural products, ecological damage, brain drain, and doubts from villagers. They worked together and worked together to face the difficulties, solve the problems with hard work, and warm the hearts of the people with their original intentions. They have deeply cultivated ecological agriculture, built digital e-commerce, built rural cultural tourism, improved rural infrastructure, reshaped rural civilization, and overcome many challenges such as shortage of funds, conflicts and disputes, and market disturbances along the way. They used their expertise and sweat to awaken the sleepy countryside, and drove the villagers to go on the road to prosperity. Finally, they revitalized the lonely rural areas and wrote a youthful chapter in which young people in the new era take root in the countryside, fulfill their missions, and contribute to the overall revitalization of the countryside, fully demonstrating the responsibility of youth and local warmth. About the author: Zhengyu, formerly known as Deng Huchuan, nicknamed Qinglian Yashi, is a native of Yingshan, Sichuan, a young writer, a freelance writer, an educator, a member of the China Educational Technology Association, a member of the China Family Education Association, a member of the China Occupational Safety and Health Association, a member of the China Standardization Association, a member of the Sichuan Education Society, a member of the Sichuan Youth Writers Association, a member of the Sichuan Amateur Radio Association, and a member of the Nanchong Writers Association.

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The wind from the tower cannot blow away the emotions. Xin Yi thought, it's quite troublesome to be a human being.

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Introduction On the day Shen Chen jumped into the sea, Lu Zhao happened to be passing by. The crowd was so crowded that he lost his footing and fell into the water. Two men were fished out of the same sea on the same day. One is dead and one is alive. The one who is alive remembers nothing. I don't remember whether my name is Lu Zhao or Shen Zhao. I don't remember his adoptive father teaching him how to put chopsticks, and the schoolbag sewn by his adoptive mother had a red flower on it. I don't remember the tomato and egg soup made by my biological mother, or the line my brother wrote: Mom, don't forget to put ginger in the hairtail fish. But the body remembers. His biological mother recognized him by a mole. The adoptive father stood at the door of the hospital for three days, afraid to go in. A person with amnesia and two sets of parents. Memories can disappear, but the body never forgets.

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"Congratulations to Mr. Jiang, the second young lady is born with a phoenix destiny and will be the master of the palace."? In the winter of the twelfth year of Yuanhe, the Imperial Master said, my infant sister became the crown princess. But no one knows-- That night, I replaced my sister with my aunt's daughter. ? I thought I saved my sister, but instead I pushed three girls into the abyss: The replacement was trapped in the deep palace and was given poison for three years. The cinnabar between his eyebrows became redder and redder day by day, like a sign of death. The real sister was kidnapped to the south of the Yangtze River and became a "Yao Yin". The blood she coughed up stained her favorite pear flower handkerchief red. And I, from a deep palace companion to a Miaojiang Gu Master, have been training among poisonous insects and conspiracies for three years, just to find one answer-- Until I dug up the body of a girl wearing a red coat under the plum tree in Changchun Palace. ? His bone age is eight years old, and there is a small red mole under his left eye. It turns out that the "phoenix life" was stolen, the cinnabar was dotted, and the prophecy was false. And that imperial master with a celestial spirit spent twenty years playing a game of chess: Stealing fate, changing babies, controlling the prince, and planning for the country. ? Deep in the plum shadow, I clean my sword. "The person who stole my sister's life--"? "I want you, and I will pay with blood."? From the deep palace to the Miao territory, from atonement to revenge. This time, I don't believe in fate, I don't believe in God, I only believe in the sword in my hand, the poison in my palm, and the stolen lives of three girls-- It's time to kill one piece at a time.

A pair will know itself\

Do you like casual thoughts? I do.

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This is a very short story that perfectly combines dystopian science fiction and deep love. It tells the story of a girl who is judged by the system to be an "emotional blind spot" and uses her true emotions to break through the cold algorithm in order to save her lover.

The night before my mother died, something very strange happened. I came back from outside after taking a walk with her. As soon as I entered the yard, she suddenly sniffed and her eyes radiated with surprise: "Did you smell it?" She raised her head and asked me, looking forward to it. I'm at a loss: "What?" There was only a hawthorn tree and a few scattered grasses in the yard. In early spring, the flowers are not blooming, so where does the smell come from? But my mother insisted that she smelled a strange fragrance that was particularly nourishing to the heart and spleen, as if all the seasonal flowers were blooming at the same time. She said that this fragrance made her pain disappear all of a sudden, and her heart had never been so clear. I saw a long-lost smile on her face, and I was happy too, so I lied: "Really, I smell it too. It's so fragrant. I feel like something good is going to happen." "Yes, something good must happen." Mom excitedly held my shoulders. Then, he said something very strange: "It's not in vain that I've been begging for so long, it's finally happened!"

A look back at the grassroots criminal investigation in the 1990s: without surveillance, without DNA, two girls in their early twenties, relying on a fictitious name, forced the real murderer into a trap they dug. It is not only a detective story, but also a letter to all "invisible justice enforcers". If you are also fascinated by logical and logical conspiracies, but can't let go of the heart-warming emotions in the story - then we should be on the same journey.

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On a rainy night, the soul-suppressing toad banged on a century-old soup pot and "sent" the immortal Taoist Lu Shiyi, who was severely injured and had amnesia, to Shen Qingtang's door. She is the last guardian of the mausoleum, controlling toads with a blood contract and suppressing evil with folk customs; he is an immortal official who was demoted to the Ministry of Thunder, and brought with him an unjust case and a catastrophe three hundred years ago. Paper demons seek life, steal years and life, and seduce souls with Nuo faces... The two uncover the Pei family's century-old conspiracy in the shadow of the city. When the Seven Evil Soul Locking Array lit up, she lit the lamp with her life, and he held his sword to ask the sky-- This time, what they want to guard is not just a pot of old soup, but also the last ray of fireworks in this world.

A letter from a girl from Castoril

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The first volume was adapted from my own dreams, and the second volume was inspired by a certain sentence or video I saw, so I coded an article to practice my skills. They are all short stories, each one a separate story.

Chen Mo was born in a family of undertakers, and his ancestors were tombkeepers for three generations. When I was a child, I unexpectedly discovered that I could see things that ordinary people couldn't - those lonely ghosts lingering in front of graves. Father Chen Laoqi is a well-known local\

I rented a cheap apartment and discovered that the building replicated people. Every day at three o'clock in the morning, an "echo" exactly like yours will come out of the corridor. Echoes do not hurt, they only imitate your life: Use your phone, answer your messages, see your friends, do the things you are meant to do. Wait until no one remembers you at all, The corridor door will open, Swallow you into the wall!

The so-called disasters in the world are never disasters sent from heaven, nor are there any magical weapons that can defeat them. They all arise from the folds of the human heart, trapped in the world and obsessed with it, and ultimately result in self-salvation. Overcoming adversity means overcoming the unresolved feelings of the years, the obsession that has not been let go for half a lifetime, and the torment of not being able to ask for something, resenting separation, and regretting the past. It is the difficulty that others cannot solve, the confusion that cannot be overcome late at night, the struggle of being trapped in the ordinary and trivial matters, and the walking alone with the guilt of the past. All living beings are in misfortune, some are trapped in love and hate, some are trapped in gains and losses, and some are sinking in regrets. They are all tossed around in the quagmire of the world of mortals, unable to escape. The so-called overcoming adversity is never to overcome the difficulties and dangers in the outside world, but to heal the ravines in the heart. It is about shaking hands with regrets, calmly saying goodbye to obsessions, and calmly reconciling with the imperfect past.

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The cicadas chirped extremely noisily that summer, and the rain fell extremely long. My name is Zhang Ruxia, and my neighbor's sister is Xia Yu. We walked through countless rainy nights together, thinking we would keep going like this. It wasn't until a parting that I realized that some summers can only remain in memories. "Then I'll go find you."

The twists and turns of middle-aged love.

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The young man Jin who was born in the deep valley is the walking life itself. He can make dead trees grow into spring, and he can revive people from the dead, but he cannot understand the love, hate and human heart in the world. When those who worship him as a god will eventually point their sharp sword at him, can the spring light in the mountains and fields shine forever in the world?

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It revolves around the two-way secret love, the long companionship from middle school to society, the regretful breakup due to misunderstanding, and the care and miss hidden in the hearts of the two.

The clouds are light and the wind is light, looking forward to the coming day, but the storm is just in time. There are fireworks in the world all the time, and the past is like smoke with mixed flavors.

Li Hao is reborn In her previous life, she was controlled by a vampire named Silla for a full year and a half. Cold violence, mental abuse, plagiarizing her original characters, ruining her college entrance examination During the summer vacation, Li Hao died alone in a rental house When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the first semester of her third year of high school In this life, she is bound to three systems: The quarrel system is designed to tear down the perpetrator's defense. The mind-reading system makes it impossible to hide the vampire's true words Self-defense system, the slap automatically optimizes the force angle She has no intention to forgive, no intention to reconcile, no intention to "let go" She wants Sila to taste every bit of suffering she suffered in her previous life The whole class watched, the whole school ate, and everyone witnessed the true face of a hypocrite being stripped away bit by bit. This is the story of a girl who died once and came back with a knife to collect debts Just feel good and that's it

It's still a short story, so if you want to read a different follow-up, you can tell me. I can also write

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The growth, love, work, and ordinary life of ordinary high school student Lin Yu

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Lin Shunian, an ordinary engineering student, found a "treasure" in a scrap recycling bin - it turned out to be the military robot R-9X that was famous on the battlefield in the news. Its child-like body was covered with ferocious scars. She bet half a month's food money to buy it, but found that she couldn't repair it at all. The only person he can turn to is his cousin Lin Jing, who has fallen from the altar of genius into dust. "I can fix it. But only if you give up ownership of it." Lin Shunian reluctantly handed over the R-9X, but he never expected that sleeping in this mechanical body was not only top-notch technology, but also a black hole capable of swallowing up all those who knew about it. Lin Jing died suddenly and mysteriously on the eve of her success. The studio was in a mess, but the robot was missing. And Lin Shunian's nightmare has just begun. The National Security Bureau arrested her for stealing secrets, and a pair of golden pupils followed her in the dark. What's even weirder is that the figure of her late brother Lin Jing also disappears and appears in the moonlight, and the cold mechanical sound and the familiar sigh interweave in her ears: "No one can protect you now."

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This is a short article. If you want to see other endings, you can write them again.

"Sword Shadow Mountain and River Record" is a long scroll about fate and choice, hatred and forgiveness, brothers and return. The young man was forced to leave home, step into the Xuantian world, and uncover the mystery of his life experience. With an oriental fantasy background, it depicts a story about "going home" with delicate brushstrokes. There is the battlefield of heroes and warriors, and there is also the deep love between brothers drinking under the moonlight. There are the heavy shackles of prophecy and fate, and there is also the stubbornness of a person who chooses not to be defined by fate. Suitable for readers who like the following elements: Oriental Fantasy\u002FXianxia brotherhood destiny and resistance Delicate writing style and rich details Growing up and returning home "In the next life, we will still be brothers." This is not a love story. This is a story about "who do I choose?"

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Genre: satirical novel \u002F Food world Keynote: Gulong-style short sentences + Jin Yong-style sect structure + a sense of absurdity in the modern workplace

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This article is the second chapter of the "Relic List" series of short suspense stories. It is an independent story and can be read alone...