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3:17 Am
Starting from 2026, at 3:17 every day, all mankind will freeze simultaneously for 60 seconds. The body is still, the consciousness is clear, and no one is spared. A brain researcher, a top blogger, and a down-and-out painter, the three of them share the same mysterious dream and the same unlocked door due to the separation of a close relative when they were nineteen years old. This day-to-day pause is the most silent disease of human civilization. Is the world trapping us, or are we pretending
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I Can't Write Poetry and I Traveled Through Time and Became Li Bai!
Wang Xiaoming, 28 years old, is a low-level copywriter at an Internet company. His greatest achievement in life is to color his PPT without being scolded by his boss. When he woke up, he was dressed as Li Bai. Not "suspected Li Bai", not "Li Bai's reincarnation", but the original Li Bai who was collecting 300 yuan on credit and was being called for debt by Quan Chang'an! What's even worse is: He can't recite the entire book "Will Enter the Wine", but he can recite the entire reimbursement pro
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I, an Ordinary Boy, Conquer the World with the Truth
The protagonist Wang Xiaotian is an ordinary person through and through. No talent, no background, no resources, no one to support me. Everyone in the world has learned to be tolerant, diplomatic, and calm, and believe in the so-called tolerance and concession. This set of hypocritical and indulgent disciplines, smoothing out bloodshed and covering up mistakes, has always been an excuse to wrong the weak and condone evil. Wang Xiaotian doesn't. His only ability and confidence in this life is
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Shixianzong
The time traveler who lost his memory returns to the path of witnessing! A poem can conquer mountains and rivers, and a sword can kill gods and demons! He was once the master of the Immortal Poetry Sect that shocked the Nine Heavens, but due to fate, he passed through the mortal world and forgot his past life. In the small town of Linjiang, he used pen and ink to kill the entire Cao family; During the storm in Beijing, he used his mortal body to challenge the demonic cultivators outside the
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Duantian Poetry Collection
What is the way of poetry? I know it. The water is cold when it is fine wine, and the cake is cold every day. The arch of the road is getting late, and my road is rugged and I am crossing myself.
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