
My Life Was Reset in 1990
1990我的人生重置了
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- Completed
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- 1.1M Words
- Genre
- Urban
- Audience
- Male
- Subgenre
- Urban Superpowers
- Updated
- 1y ago
- Source
- Qidian
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You were really great in your previous life. You knew all the international news and current affairs as if you were in control. But you have failed in your rebirth.
Why do writers like Mao write with Madonna-type personalities?
Why does it feel like all the leaks in the world have been picked up by one person😁
The author must have read the antique dealer's book. Some places in the book feel very familiar.
A 90-year-old billionaire is always killed by minions. The problem is that if he is not trampled to death once, he will have to come many times. No matter whether it is at home or abroad, it is rubbish to death. Especially in China, if you are afraid of stepping on the wrong side, don't write this kind of plot.
Are you writing the main character as a madam? There are so many bitches once a day.
You don't follow the entertainment route, but you copy songs every day
It's baffling to see, and the sentences don't make sense.
I feel like I am still a commoner even if I am reborn. I can't even remember which year the country's leader was changed, let alone world events and news. Even the Four Heavenly Kings can only remember a few of them about the year they debuted, and they can only remember a few lines from their famous works. The top ten beauties will remember this person when they see them, but they can't remember who they are! A pig's trotter without a golden finger or a system can still be so awesome without being reincarnated. Why bother to grab a spot from an ordinary person? In real life, there are no ordinary people who have to stand up and even be reincarnated to get a place. Is it really good?
After reading the introduction, I always felt that it was about rebirth, treasure hunting, or the era of Qingmansiheyuan around 1966. You could just pick up the old stuff all over the place, and Zhang Da Qian, Qi Bai Shi, and Huang Zhou could be bought for just a few dozen dollars each. Or the era under Zhengyangmen after 1976. Rural cities charge a few yuan for junk, dozens of yuan for antiques, and dozens of yuan for red sandalwood and huanghuali. The 1990s were already too late. The 1990s were a good time to write about clairvoyance, gambling on jade stones, and digging for treasures left over from Japan and Germany. It is no longer a good era to pick up treasures and find them.
An antique dealer also writes songs, and then when he talks about buying shares, others agree. This is really impossible to think about.
Damn it, a good urban pick-up show turned into urban fantasy.
The salary was 356 in 1990, and the building had heating. I want to know where this place is?
950,000 Words, 40 comments, I added one and will not read it.
I feel that the outline is similar to a book I read a long time ago. The gold mined, the American lottery, the purple-eyed bank beauty, and the gold coins in the Long Island estate are all the same.
The beginning is a bit like an antique dealer's treasure hunt.
Dude, sometimes you really live in Bengbu, why do you always kill people? Do you think this is still ancient times? No one knows about killing people and running away? In modern times, if one person dies, it is a major case, and if three people die, it is a vicious case. . . Killing decisively is not this way of playing in urban literature. . .
You are not the one who makes rich people. Identity is useful everywhere. If you drive a Ferrari sales version and stop on the road, there will not be a few people who dare to hit you. The rich and powerful people will not be crazy to mess with you. Then rich women will make their own chance encounters without you having to spend money and energy to chase them.
I feel like I have been reborn, and my life has been so frustrating, not satisfying, and killing everyone. Isn't this rebirth in vain?
950,000 Words, 35 posts, I admire the author's perseverance
Why do you like to copy songs? Count them. Got it?
It's okay at the beginning, forget about it later
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The author's writing is very good, definitely worth reading and subscribing! Recommend a book that kills decisively and has many joys. "The old man picked up rags in time and made a living by making bad movies" is hilarious...