The Green Plum That Was Reborn with Me Became a Lost Dog

Why do I think Mao's creative writing style in the first half of his life is better than Yu Hua's?

Why is this novel full of words? Don't you know that I'm confused by words? 😵

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The writing is very good. Reading it makes me happy every day. Listening to the book makes me feel better, and I keep smiling 🤓

If the author can update ten times a day, I may consider giving two recommendation votes every day 🙂

When I watched it, I was brought into the protagonist. Every time I thought about a lot of people watching when I posted with a few lolita, I couldn't help but feel sick.

Many other books are halfway through reading, and the author suddenly wants to give a testimonial about their release, and then you need to pay to read them. The author of this book is very good, and he has not charged for it until now. I hope the author will not follow other people's methods and charge the same fees.

If there is no female protagonist in the harem, can the author write about a boy and girl?

Every word in this book can be found in the dictionary, and it is copied stroke by stroke without any changes, so I suspect that this book is plagiarized...

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What were the experiences of other heroines in their previous lives? Are there any surprises? The rebirth of multiple female protagonists does not mention the past life experiences of other female protagonists, which is a huge red flag.

Zhang Yiyi

I feel like the problem with this book is that the author didn't understand the situation. He had already screened out a group of readers since childhood, and those who remained were the types who like daily life. As a result, the middle school and high school chapters that should be written the most were skipped directly. To be honest, this is the stage of youth. Germination, the transformation of the female protagonists from friendship, dependence to love affair with the male protagonist should be a chapter worth writing about. This jump has eliminated the readers who were looking forward to this part. The ending is also an ending for the sake of the ending. All the emotions of the characters that were quite outstanding are gone. There is no It's unfinished but it's almost there Moreover, there are too many characters and I can't grasp it. Xiao, the female protagonist, can't see the meaning of existence at all. The same goes for my sister. If Xiao's role is passed on to Xu, and the sister's side is written as the male protagonist's own career line, the perception will be much better I hope I can learn from the previous book. In any case, the author's emotional drama is still very good (as long as he doesn't make it awkward and sensational), which is better than that written by quite a few great writers. I hope to continue to work hard. The reading experience of the above book can tell that the author is capable. Come on

Zhang Chunxue

Xia Xiaoxiao's presence is so low...

Does the author have any childhood sweethearts? I recently saw three childhood sweethearts together in real life.

They are all six years old. I thought I was dazzled, good guy.

I have dubbed one seriously, come on

It looks good. I wanted to sell my house to give you a reward, but unfortunately the landlord wouldn't let me.

I started writing it in kindergarten. Isn't it possible that the male protagonist can't eat meat in the whole book?

At the age of nine, Laomao read his first novel. At that time, he could only roughly recognize all the Chinese characters and could barely understand the meaning, but in fact, he had already been immersed in the world of novels and never returned. At the age of twelve, Lao Mao finished reading the online classic Fighting to Break the Sky. He was filled with emotions, both happy and sad, about the plot of the book. The joy lies in the refreshing plot, but the sorrow lies in the regretful ending. He thought, why did it end like this? It can obviously be better. The gears of fate began to turn from this moment... He put pen to paper for the first time, on a brown exercise book. As he wrote, he thought, how can he write a book that everyone will like? But he is just a newbie, not even a newbie, so how can he write works that everyone likes? The black pen writing on the exercise book was written and scratched again and again. When there were too many smears to be seen clearly, he simply tore out the entire page. The number of pages in the exercise book decreased one by one, and soon there was not enough notebooks, so he told his father that he needed a lot of notebooks, and his father asked him, "Are there so many homeworks?" He shook his head and said, "I don't want to use them all for homework." "Then why do you need so many notebooks?" The prison cat's father had doubts on his face. He thought and thought about whether to tell his father directly what he thought, but he was afraid that his father and family would not support him. Lao Mao lowered his head a little, thinking about forgetting it. He didn't seem to have much talent. He tore the draft in the exercise book over and over but couldn't write what he wanted. He might as well give up. But do you really have to give up like this? When the idea of ​​writing a novel came to his mind for the first time, he was clearly not worried about failure, so why did he hesitate now? After being silent for a long time, he raised his head, his eyes filled with blazing light. Lao Mao said firmly: "I want to write novels, I want to write novels for the rest of my life, this is my dream!" The imaginary dissuasion and rejection did not come, but the hopeful words from my father. "Okay, then go and stick to your dream, dad believes you can realize it!" Since then, Laomao has studied hard every day. After completing his daily academic tasks, he immediately plunged into the world of novels, crawling around in it, enduring the failure again and again and regaining his confidence again and again. Hard work pays off, and hard work always pays off. Lao Mao's writing style is starting to get better, and the plot is starting to be fascinating. Even so, he was not satisfied with this. He increased his reading and spent more time writing continuously every day. The hourglass of time fell little by little, and time passed. In the blink of an eye, the twenty-year-old prison cat published the first novel in his life. When he right-clicked the mouse to publish, he was relieved and had no worries about failure because he knew that he would not fail. He turned back and looked at the exercise books stacked on the floor. There were four stacks in total, and each one was half a meter high. It was the dedication he had put into his dream over the years. His success is destined! At the age of twenty-eight, at the much-anticipated awards ceremony. The spotlight shined on the stage. The host held the microphone, smiled and said to the camera: "Now, please invite the most famous platinum writer of urban love stories on Qidian. Com - Mao's first half of life!" Under applause from all directions, Lao Mao Slowly walked onto the stage and took the microphone handed by the host. He smiled and talked about everything along the way, enjoying everyone's applause. He knew that everything was worth it. He did it. His dream - to become a writer, he completed it brilliantly. Years of hard work have paid off, and the torn-off paper has turned into paving stones on her road to success. In the first half of his life, Cat completed the nineteen-year road to becoming a god, and even won the crown!

Yes, you can come forward in the love stories I've read.

"I Have Few Friends, But I Have Many Childhood Girlfriends" She is back I remember when I first started reading this book, I was still in the summer vacation of my sophomore year in high school, and now I am almost my sophomore year.

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The author please keep writing and don't get blocked again.

I'm back, I'm all back, come on, old cat, but now the signs of Xiao Xiao's defeat are not very obvious, Xiao Xiao, my Xiao Xiao😭😭, be nice to Xiao Xiao😭😭

The novel's writing is okay, at least it's not dramatic. The plot is mainly about the protagonist and Qingmei's daily story of using their past life knowledge to become famous after being reborn, and meeting multiple little girls at the same time to play with.

At present, it is a daily novel, with many children appearing, and the plot and description are inevitably scattered. There is no special story between the characters. It would look better if it were rewritten smaller, giving it a feeling of Haibara Ai. When it comes to relationships when we grow up, it feels more difficult to deal with so many girls and Xiaoxiao who is also reborn. Overall, it's a readable book, but I don't feel like I'd rather stay up all night reading it.

Just like the title, I just started reading a little bit, and then flipped through the next few chapters. I was still in the first grade of elementary school at the beginning.

It's strange. The author wrote about so many elders, but very little about the protagonist's parents. After reading fifty chapters, I can say that there are basically none. This is the first time I have seen such stories about rebirth of childhood that both parents have no space at all. The protagonist's parents and the protagonist are like two parallel lines most of the time, and they rarely meet each other in daily life. It's a birthday, a school day, a time like this when you come out and show off your face, like an NPC. Even the deceased grandmother and Qingmei's parents are much more detailed than the protagonist's parents. Although I understand that the author has set up a main character whose parents work day and night, it is not easy to encounter them while sleeping during the day. But overall, there is basically no interactive plot, which is really strange. The key is that for the time being, it seems that there is no conflict between the protagonist and her parents. Unlike Xiaoxiao and her father, they look like a tool who works hard to raise the protagonist.