Joy of Life - Chapter 700 - A Small Gift

The top student in the art exam, at the graduation ceremony, she once uttered nonsense in front of more than a thousand people: “I want to be the actor!”
– boyfriend!
Wen Yuanyu, the film star with tens of millions of girlfriend fans, looks elegant, gentle and demeanor, but when flirting, he is full of love words——
“I’ve always liked you.”
“I like you right now.”
“We’ll just go home…”
The continuous flow of sugar-coated bullets has subdued the proud and rebellious Ran Qiu into a little puppy, and even made him an underground lover.
Until one day after exercising,
The defenseless Wen Yuanyu blurted out…
The little milk dog gradually discovered that his love was full of lies, his self-esteem was wiped out, and even his career that fell to the bottom of the valley all stemmed from a deception carefully designed by Wen Yuanyu.
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After deciding to break up, Ran Qiu successfully played the first male lead in his life, but Wen Yuanyu lingered, and came to co-star in this romantic movie with him.
As the movie king, Wen Yuanyu frequently NGed those scenes of physical contact, acting jerky and affectionate.
When everyone thought that the actor was interested in Ran Qiu——
But Ran Qiu raised his eyes and sneered: “For the sake of money, is your play really good enough?”
Demining:
1. The offense and shou are not perfect, and the early shou is scum
2. Gong has an ex, Shou has an ex-boyfriend, Shou and his ex-boyfriend are 1
3. Not suitable for extreme attack and control
Husband-chasing crematorium/Main attack/Under the year/Shou is seven years older than Gong/Proud and unruly innocent milk dog Gong X Dignified and gentle scumbag actor Shou

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Search keywords: Protagonist: Ran Qiu, Wen Yuanyu ┃ Supporting role: ┃ Others: Chasing Husband Crematorium
One-sentence introduction: Husband Chasing Crematorium
Conception: There is a bottom line and a career

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Five hundred years after his death, Orion awakens in the aristocratic Reyes family—one of the five ruling houses of the Petrosyan Confederacy. With both his experience and trauma from another life, he must carve his own path in a world shaped by power, technology, and ruthless ambition.On a mission to Cerros-7, in the heart of a bustling market, a woman draped in tattered veils appears before him, her ember-like eyes burning with eerie intensity. With a grip as cold as death, she seizes his hand and whispers a prophecy that sends a chill down his spine:“The sky must fall for your star to rise,A veil of despair shrouds crimson skies.Through ash and ember, your brilliance softly flies,A light reborn where endless darkness lies.”As he navigates treacherous politics, genetic evolution, and a destiny far greater than himself, Orion must uncover the truth, before the prophecy becomes his undoing.Tags:[Reincarnation | Fantasy | Superpowers | Survival | System | Transmigration | Evolution]

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Chu Ping: “This system is too awesome!”

I found myself in a parallel universe, awakening as a male priest. Everything seemed perfect; after all, as a healer, specializing in aiding women should pose no issue, right? However, I couldn’t help but wonder about some peculiar spells in my repertoire.

Firstly, what in the world is the “Instantaneous Outbreak of Acute Gastroenteritis” spell? And don’t even get me started on the “Osteoporosis” spell. What purpose could these serve in my healing endeavors? The confusion only deepened with spells like “Blood Burn,” “Gradual Freeze,” and “Mental Chaos.” Can I still peacefully focus on healing women with such ominous abilities?

Comparing my spells to those of other professions, I couldn’t help but notice the stark contrast. Mages wield “Doomstorm” and “Ice Age,” swordsmen boast “Sword Rain: Homecoming” and “Wind-Cutter Slash,” while archers showcase “Arrow Rain: Shooting Stars” and “Storm Arrow.” Yet, my ultimate spells are disturbingly named “Cancer Cell Proliferation,” “T-Virus Infection,” and “Rabies Outbreak.”

In the midst of it all, a certain character, some crying girl, laments, “Noooo, I just took a bath, who would have thought that I would become infected!”

Meanwhile, a villain chillingly asks, “Do any of you know what it feels like to burst apart while spouting blood? No! You don’t know!”

Even a boss character confesses, “Dear family, who can understand? I just took a nap, and when I woke up, I suddenly found that I have no kidneys!”