Go to Hell, White Lotus - Chapter 43 - Smile is a Real Man

Chu Zhi crossed the parallel world and became the top streamer in China, with hundreds of thousands of comments on Weibo updates.

Because of playing big names, plagiarizing new songs, hidden marriages, and derailing, a series of small fresh meat that has become a paste.

The start of the day is broken, and fortunately [personality system] does what most stars dare not do, and you can get points and draw the blind box.

So-

“Famous singer-songwriter Chu Zhi has a hangover, seeking inspiration for new songs.”

“Being late to the show and playing big names? No! Artists work and rest differently.”

“Chu Zhi’s unrestrained and unrestrained nature has the style of Wei and Jin celebrities.”

Chu Zhi said: “People are too good at making up their minds for talented people.”

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Under the moonlight, a city stands in the shadow of gangsters that have been making trouble and disturbing the public. The gangsters are consisted of strong men who are good at fighting. Unexpectedly, they are actually the young people who are crazy for money and power. The city has become a battlefield for them.

Emma Hilland moved alone to a city miles away from her home where she grew up as a princess. Because of a problem, she decided to move and continue her study in this city. This time, she would try to be a normal girl. But, just like a fire, she would burn whatever she touched.

This is the story of how The Black Swan group was formed in the City of Handway. Behind the beautiful legs that jump amidst the flower field, the deadly poisonous thorns are hiding. But, could the swan’s heart be conquered?

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This story contains action and martial arts topics. Some have mature content. If you are looking for a romance story, then this book isn’t suitable for you. Because this is MORE than that! Try if you DARE!

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.

—— Dickens《A Tale of Two Cities》

I made myself a ghost back to life from death, with hatred in my bones and conspiracy brewed for years, sinking into the marsh, into the abyss. All I want is to bury the rotten roots, growing thistles and thorns which can kill like upas, to stab into the hypocritical civilization.

In the bottom of the muck……I found my lucida.

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