
Reborn in 1992: You Really Think I’m a Simp?
重生1992,你真当我是舔狗?
- Status
- Completed
- Length
- 1.1M Words
- Genre
- Urban
- Subgenre
- Business & Workplace
- Updated
- 11mo ago
- Source
- Qimao
No longer available on Qimao since 24 Oct 2026. This page shows what we last saw there.
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935Readers
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7.0Score
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Nausea makes me want to vomit. You can play with it to death with just one handful, and still try to keep it. Another classmate relationship was created, and she must be the daughter of the boss. They also recruited retired special forces, + human traffickers, + severe cases, + triads. We need a main line, but there is no main line. We need branch lines, and they are paved all over the sky. The control of the scenes and plot structure is too poor, please be a female writer. Women can only play with details, not big structures.