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How Did I Become a God of Learning When the System Failed Me?
Lin Chen just wanted to show off, but ended up being bound to a "reverse effort system." The system said: If you snore while sleeping in class, you will be rewarded with +20 points in math. He did as he was told and finished third in the class in math. The system said: In English dictation, 10 words were deliberately written incorrectly, and the reward will be a permanent improvement in listening. He did so and got perfect scores for his listening skills. The system said: Doing push-ups in ph
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Spring Garden Full of Flowers
Kasugayama Temple, he met her under the old apricot tree. When she gave each other flowers, she smiled and said, "It's better to give them to you than to give them to you." Later, the war separated the north and the south, and he finally returned to his hometown after many years of travel. The apricot flowers in the mountain temple had all fallen. Under the old tree, there was only a white-haired woman with a dead branch on her temple that he had broken off - the flower had long since turned to
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End of Balance Beam
Oxford witch scholar Diana accidentally opens a forbidden book and releases the vampire Matthew Goode, who has been sealed away for hundreds of years. He is both the incarnation of ancient books and her bloodline enemy. The two are forced to join forces to unlock the secrets in the book. They explore the truth between magic and history, but fall into a forbidden love. This encounter not only shook the balance between the two major ethnic groups, but also made her discover that her birth was the
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Yun Shui Hua Nian Yao
In the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, she was washing her yarn by the water, and he was playing the flute in the boat. The clouds and water met only for a moment, but the sound of the flute fell into her heart. When the war broke out, he joined the army. Ten years later, she got married and went to the waterside to wash vegetables. She always heard the faint sound of the flute - going down the river and then upstream, as if she was looking for the man who was wearing yarn. She low
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Weathervane on an Isolated Island
Weather observers record clouds on isolated islands, and lighthouse keepers light up the sea every night. He shouted to the sea in Morse code, and she responded with a weathervane. They have never met each other in ten years, but they have become each other's only coordinates. On the night of the typhoon, he sent his last message: "The clouds are about to disperse." She flashed three times: "The sea remembers." The next day, his observation log floated on the sea surface, and the title page read
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The Industrial Revolution of Non-Marriage
The smart Emma is keen to help her friend Harriet, and strongly recommends the eccentric priest Elton, but ignores Harriet's affection for Knightley. When Frank appears, Emma's proud celibacy begins to waver, and every fate she carefully planned ultimately leads to an ending she never expected.
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Tell Me About My Long Journey
She planted a willow tree at the ferry and said he would come back when the willow tree fell to the ground. For ten or twenty years, the willow branches brushed across the water and turned yellow, but the boat never returned. One day a merchant ship docked, and an old monk came down holding her urn and said that she had asked her before she passed away in a foreign land: "Tell him not to ask about the date of return. I will return when the willow withers." He caressed the withered willow and was
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Eyebrows Dropped to Shoulders
He guarded a withered peach tree for three hundred years, waiting for someone to come back from the reincarnation. That spring equinox, the peach trees suddenly sprouted new buds. A girl stumbled into the valley, hugged the tree trunk and cried: "I dreamed that something was buried under this tree." He pushed aside the soil and took out the concentric knot she had buried with her own hands. The red rope had faded to moon white. The girl looked up at him, her tears still wet: "This knot... Was ti
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Hairpin from the Window Sill
The year when Laohuai was struck down by lightning, he sawed open the tree stump and found a copper hairpin embedded in the growth rings - the one he pinned to her temple when he left home. Counting the growth rings, it was exactly what she had buried while waiting for him in the seventh year. The tree is dead and the person is dead. Only the strand of black hair wrapped around the copper hairpin is still as black as when we first saw it. He buried the hairpin back to its original place and whis
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Postal Romance
Mario, a fisherman who didn't like the sea, became a postman on the island, delivering letters to the exiled poet Neruda, and became obsessed with poetry. He expressed his love to his sweetheart in poetry, and Neruda and his wife proved that they finally got married. After the poet left, Mario continued to write poems and wanted to recite them at a workers' rally, but his poems brought him trouble and he suffered an accident.
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Record of the Same Boat on the Cold River
Crossing the cold river at night, he held a lone boat, and the wind and snow on both sides were like knives. She stood on the bow of the boat and said she was going to find her lost friend. Over the years, he had ferried countless passengers, but she took the same boat back and forth—and returned empty-handed each time. One time when the storm was at its worst, she finally sat in the cabin to keep warm and asked softly: "Do you know that the person I am looking for is on the boat?" His hand hold
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Baiwu's Sustenance
She drew ninety-nine portraits of him, but she could never get the facial features right—every time she started writing, her memory became blurry. When the last painting was completed, the person in the painting smiled at her: "You have forgotten, I am the painting spirit. Every time you paint a picture, I will pay off an old debt for you." She suddenly realized it and asked in a trembling voice: "What is the last debt?" The painting spirit pointed to the snow outside the window: "Forget me."
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Rest of Old Stories in Xiaolou
The night rain knocked on the window, and she was sitting alone in the small building on the mountain. The wind chimes in the corner of the eaves rang softly, as if they were urging him to leave in the old year. In the sound of rain, I could hear the sound of horse hooves coming from far away - when I opened the door, I saw nothing but empty mountains and wet mist. She moved the lamp to the window, fearing that he would not be able to see the way when he returned. When the rain stopped in the mo
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Nowhere to Find in the Mountains
He carried an old lantern and illuminated every rock crevice in the mountains and fields. The villagers laughed at him as crazy: "Things that have been lost for thirty years have turned to dust long ago." He only shook his head: "She lost a shoe when she left. If she didn't find it, she would be lame in the next life." One night, the wind blew and the lantern fell into the deep stream. He chased it down and saw an embroidered shoe that had become rusty and turned into mud lying next to the withe
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Rebirth of the Mahayana: I Am Invincible Sitting in Zhenjiang City
Lin Feng, the Mahayana deity who traveled across the nine heavens, failed to survive the tribulation and his soul was immortal. He was reborn and returned to the modern Blue Star where the spiritual energy was about to be revived. Two thousand years ago, the ancient power placed a seal, hiding Blue Star in the mortal plane, and the inheritance of immortality was cut off. Now that the seal has been loosened and spiritual energy has been revived, hidden sects have emerged one after another, lookin
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Devouring Sun: Infinity
In 4724, "The Devouring Sun: Infinity", co-produced by the well-known game producer Todd, was released. This was an epoch-making masterpiece that subverted cognition. It is equipped with the first deep brain neural synchronization system. Players only need to put on the thin neural ring, and their consciousness will be completely projected into the game world in an instant. From now on, you are no longer a player pressing the controller, but a Second Life experiencer who truly lives in another u
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This Nursing Home Is Not Normal
"Urban high martial arts + relaxed imagination + group portrait development" The old people say that Fushouyuan is the most peaceful place in the city. Lin Bei, who was desperate, also believed it. Until he saw the slow old man doing Tai Chi, denting the steel pipe with a slap of his hand. Until he heard footsteps on the third floor in the middle of the night. He walked all night, but there was no one upstairs. Until his right eye began to see something he shouldn't have seen. What kind of peopl
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Talk About Painting a Pond on a Snowy Night
He became obsessed with painting plum blossoms, and everyone thought he was crazy. That snowy night, he only painted a picture of a dark plum blossom, but he refused to finish the last petal. When asked why, he only smiled: "Wait for someone to see it." Thirty years later, the white-haired old woman passed by the painting stall, stared at the unfinished plum painting for a long time, raised her hand a little - the last petal bloomed on the paper. He raised his head in shock, tears falling like s
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Just Sing a Little Tune
The stage was empty. After singing her last performance, she took off her pearls and green clothes, but she couldn't take off the dust on her lapel. The cup of tea left alone for him in the audience has long since cooled down. I remember he said, "When you finish this play, I will redeem your freedom." Now the song has ended and everyone has dispersed, leaving only the echo in the empty corridor. She folded the sleeves and put them at the bottom of the box, like burying an unfinished scene. When
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After Sitting in the Pool
Under the ancient locust tree, he sat alone for nine hundred spring and autumn years. It is said that gathering dew from all four seasons can summon the souls of the dead. He tries every year and fails every year. One day, the wandering monk passed by and sighed: "It's not you who missed it, but she didn't want to come back." He stroked the withered bottle of morning dew and suddenly smiled: "Then wait. When the time comes, when the tree also remembers the name she buried here with her own hands
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It Is Impossible to Work Part-Time, Spending Money Is the Main Job
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Under the Old Eaves of Tingzhou
New mud is added to the old nest under the eaves, and the swallows return in pairs. She leaned against the door and counted for twelve years, but the person she was waiting for never appeared at the entrance of Qingshi Alley. Yan Yu is particularly noisy this year, as if he is urging something. In the dusk, someone slowly walked into the rain curtain carrying an old luggage - it was the young man who broke the willows to say goodbye. She wanted to speak, but pointed at the beams and murmured: "L
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Listen to the Snowy Night with Cold Lights
On a cold rainy night, she guarded an empty courtyard, writing and tearing up the past. The honey date she had promised had long since disappeared, and only the candlelight accompanied her from spring to snow. When the maple leaves bid farewell and the courtyard is covered with moss, she finally understands - it's not that the lights don't go out, but that people don't want to wake up. After writing all the songs, my heart is still tired.
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Thirty Years in Volume
Before he died, he opened the dusty "Red Dust". The yellowed pages recorded the Peach Blossom Crossing where he first met her, the thirty-six moonsets they watched side by side, and the half of her unfinished sentence when they said goodbye for the last time. The ink stains came to an abrupt end in the autumn of a certain year, but in the blank space there was an unfamiliar line of clear regular script - "I was afraid that you would forget, so I renewed it for you for thirty years." It turned ou
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Drizzle Ripples Perm
The drizzle has just stopped, and the tips of the leaves in the lotus pond have just broken through the water. She stood at the end of the bridge and looked at the faint green timidly poking out of the spring mud. He said, "The lotus will come back when it blooms." But now the sharp corners are only showing, and the flowering period is still far away. The ripples spread out wherever the wind passed, like the mornings and evenings she had counted. Suddenly, someone came from the depths of the wil
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Blue and White Dress with Full Sleeves
At dusk when the flowers were blooming, she sat under the old peach tree, counting the fallen petals like the passing years. That year he broke a branch and swore: "I will return when the flowers have fallen." Now the flowers have bloomed and faded for thirteen years, and the stone bench under the tree has been covered with moss. When the wind blows, the petals cover her clothes, as if remembering all the unfinished words for her. In the dusk, she clipped the last petal into the letter - when th
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Fukou Qilidi
At the ancient crossing, he kept a lamp for forty years. That year she took a boat and said, "I'll come back when the peach blossom season starts." From then on, the lights were as bright as stars every night. The river has changed its course seven times, and the people at the ferry have changed for three generations, but he still turns the wick very bright - he is afraid that when she returns, she will not be able to see the way home clearly. One foggy morning, someone asked him who he was wait
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Old Letter Paper
He prayed for immortality for three hundred years just to find her again in reincarnation. On the day of her successful release from seclusion, she had been reincarnated seven times, with gray hair, leaning on her children and grandchildren, and no longer recognizing her old friends. He stood quietly for a long time, burned the Secret of Immortality, and dispersed all the golden elixir into the world of mortals - since he could not live together through cultivation, he decided to fight for his l
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Half Level Rain Arrow
Haitang Youxie Zhengshu received a stroke of east wind. At the end of the ladder, bitter rain falls like arrows. He stepped on the long blood-stained steps to look for her, but only found a stroke of Dongfeng and half an old letter. Begonias bloom and fall in front of the steps, witnessing this bitter love that cannot be tolerated in the world. He once held wine and played the harp, and she once fell into a chess game; now the vows are in ashes. The clouds have dispersed, and the frost has gathe
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Floating Life Comes from the Clouds
The ruins of the ancient temple were destroyed, and a painter was ordered to restore a faded mural. The woman in the painting was leaning against the piano with a smile on her face, but he always felt that those eyes were looking at him. Every night when he traces, the ink will automatically spread out and fill in his unfinished strokes. The moment the last stroke was written, the mural suddenly became as bright as new, and he himself became the person playing the piano in the painting - it turn
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Ask the Setting Sun
Wandering in the rivers and lakes for half his life, he has tasted warmth and cold, seen flowers bloom and the moon fall, and experienced the light of swords and shadows. When I return to my hometown in my later years, the bells of the mountain temple still ring, and all that remains of my old friend is his name on the monument. He poured three glasses of wine, one to the past, one to the old friend, and the last glass to the setting sun - although the world was bitter, it never failed to live u
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Ying Ying Shi Xu Old
Breaking a new willow branch, she stood at the old ferry. That year he said, "I will come back when the sky is filled with catkins." Now the willow trees have closed in and the catkins are flying all over the city, but the young man riding the white horse has never been seen. The willow branches in the celadon vase withered and changed, and changed and withered again - as if as long as the willow is still green, the spring is not far away. When the wind blew, she heard someone calling her name i
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An Old Window Lattice
Dusk spread over the old window lattice, and she dug out the unfinished letter that year. The ink has faded into the color of clouds, and the deep floral fragrance of that spring can be seen between the lines. He once said that love lasts forever, but now she believes it - it turns out that the strongest love is not when they meet, but every evening after they say goodbye, when they read old letters.
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Each Other's Opening Remarks
A girl who has been single for many years was invited to attend her ex-boyfriend's wedding as a "Plus One" (Plus One). She originally wanted to attend the appointment gracefully to prove that she was living a good life, but at the wedding, she discovered that she was always the unnecessary person. Until a groomsman who was also alone handed her a glass of wine and told her: "I am also someone else's 'Plus One', why don't we be each other's 'Plus One'?" The two smiled at each other in embarrassme
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Flickering on Candle Wick
When he woke up, the candlelight was flickering and the shadows were shaking on the wall, sometimes like people, sometimes not. So he asked the shadow: "Are you you or my heart?" The shadow remained silent and only swayed as usual. He reached out to touch it, and the candle flame burned his fingertips - at that moment, he could clearly see the outline of the shadow. It turns out that all these years, he has never been himself, just a ball of borrowed light. He blew out the candle. In the darknes
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Zoumaqutang
In the middle of the lake on a spring night, she leaned against the railing alone, watching the moon reflected in her white clothes and the shadows of flowers moving in the wind. I once promised to "wait until the spring is over and enjoy the new lotuses together", but in the end things have changed and people have changed. When the pear blossoms are piled with snow and the moonlight fades away, the past is only replaced by a decisive glance after the clear rain. Before the years passed, she san
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Broken Willows and Golden Years of Shu
The wind blew and the begonias fell all over the ground. She stood under the tree, looking at the butterflies on her fingertips as if she was worried. He once said he would come back when the crabapples bloom again. Now the flowers bloom and fall, year after year. She picked up a wisp of spring breeze, but could no longer wait for the person who broke the willow and blew it gently. The years are pure, only my thoughts wander with the passing years.
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The Trees Are Deep in Front of the Grave
She was originally an unknown person in the romance field, and he was also an infatuated guest in the world. A startling glance planted the roots of love, but it was hard to defeat rumors and the world was not merciful. In the end, life and death were separated. She was nameless and her love turned into deep-seated hatred. In the next life, she pestered Po Meng to ask where she was in the previous life. She was obsessed with it for the rest of her life, unwilling to forget or let go.
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Ice Cream Palette
In the alley after the rain, the wisteria flower stands let out the setting sun. She stopped to paint, and the hem of her clothes knocked over his palette - dark purple paint was splashed on the plain white piano music. He was the conductor of the orchestra, squatting down to pick up the wet pages. Later, his concert was filled with lavender notes, and at the entrance of her painting exhibition, the sheet music of "Nocturne in B flat major" was quietly opened.
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Let the Clouds Clear Up
On a cold night, she stood guard in the empty courtyard, waiting for someone who would never come back. We once promised to grow old together, but now there is only the sound of falling snow. The wind blows through the eaves of the corridor, scattering old letters and writings blurred like tears. She tightened her thin clothes and swallowed her unsent thoughts to Leng Yue. When the sky was about to dawn, an old plum blossom quietly bloomed in the courtyard - just like the one he broke off when h
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The Cold Window Has No Title and the Old Friend Returns
On a cold autumn night, I looked out into the distance all alone. I wanted to write something, but I still couldn't finish it. I don't want to remember things, I just want to find the shadow of an old friend in the words. The light flickered as he murmured the name. All the flowers blooming in the world are not as good as the moment you return.
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Dusk Outside Jiangnan
Apricot blossoms and misty rain, beside the Jiangnan Bridge. She listened to the music through the curtain, and the underlying sound was the unspoken sorrow of separation. He once promised to return in late spring, but now all he has left is a piece of yellowed letterhead. As the drizzle soaked her clothes, she played the old music over and over again, as if this could bring back old friends who had gone far away. The flowers fell all over the stairs, and the cup of cool tea could not wait for a
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In Front of Withered Peaches from All Directions
At the top of Qingyun Mountain, she blocked the catastrophe for him, and she only had time to say "see you again in the next life" before her soul died. He went against the will of heaven, searching all over the nine secluded areas and ten deserts, and finally found a trace of her soul under the withered peach tree. After three hundred years of nourishment, she finally opened her eyes, but could no longer remember her past. He chuckled: "It's okay to forget. In this life, I will protect you in C
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Six Hundred Years of Huaixia Is Not an Exaggeration
Under the city wall, her soul is bound in a six-hundred-year-old locust tree. Just waiting to see him again when he comes back from reincarnation. As expected, he had been under a tree that night, but he had hugged a girl who was joking. The corner of her old clothes brushed against the bark of the tree, and she gently scattered a handful of fallen leaves.
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Candlelight as a Guide
On a summer night, Liu Ying met the scholar guarding the temple. She was originally a firefly spirit, and she was greedy for the figure chanting under his lamp; he made a promise to meet again in the next life with the fluorescent light on his fingertips. But the human-monster has a different path, and she burned her soul in exchange for his peace in this life. A hundred years later, he was reincarnated as an ordinary woodcutter. When passing by the old temple, there were always fireflies linger
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Chronicles of the Qin Mausoleum
My name is Shen Yan. My mother said that the word "Yan" is good because it can withstand grinding and smashing. Through the words of my childhood sweetheart Lin Mo, I learned about my life experience and the past events of my three families. A letter with a black bird mark made Grandpa Lin go to Peiping overnight. A jade pendant that separates yin and yang caused a three-year-old girl to have high fever every night, and the medicine was ineffective. A red rope copper coin bracelet tied three you
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Haunted House Inspector
A high-end community with one household per floor. The owner disappeared when he returned home on the first night he bought the 18th floor. In the elevator surveillance, he clearly walked out of the 18th floor. But the surveillance at home never caught him entering the house from beginning to end. I didn't find out until I went in for a home inspection. Below the eighteenth floor, there are seventeen more eighteenth floors. My name is Wu Quanfeng. Specially inspect houses that should not be inha
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From Mad Dog to Immortal, I Just Want to Marry You
He was once the number one genius of the Tianyuan Sect, with fluttering white clothes and a sword that could defeat all kinds of magic. After her death, he became the most shameless mad dog in the world of immortality. I squatted at the gate of the city and ate cold steamed buns. I was slapped by a female cultivator and still smiled and said, "Sister, your hands are so soft." She could kneel down, laugh, or roll around anyone she met. Everyone thought he was useless. Until that day, the Tianyuan
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This Nursing Home Is Not Normal
[Urban Gaowu's imaginative, relaxed and funny passionate group portrait of a nurse with golden fingers] Lin Bei applied for a job in a nursing home, and the conditions were only four words: courageous and tough. He didn't understand it at the time. Now he understands - this courtyard is inhabited by a nest of retired monsters.
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I Have a Dream of Becoming a Fairy
"The most important thing for a doctor is to save the world and save people." When he was dying, Xu Anran thought of his master's words, and he suddenly felt a little sad. He wanted her to practice medicine to save the world for a lifetime, but she ended up with a bad death. Now, he is the same. "If there is an afterlife, I would rather be a bad person..."
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