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This novel has nothing to do with literature, but it is related to health. If you regard it as a health book, it is also a great compliment to me. As far as I know, it has a certain auxiliary effect on the exercise of laughing muscles, but it is only an auxiliary. At present, the management of health care products and prescription drugs in the country is very strict. Let me make it clear first.
This is a flawed novel. When I first began to learn to write novels, writers and critics took pains to tell me that it required exquisite skills and strict structure, just like building a house. I didn't have the ability, but I made it all over and turned it into a wall. Everyone will look at the wall. The wall has the use of a wall. You can write an inscription here to visit, draw a brick to make up the western wall, pad the legs of the table, and smash thieves. ...
Of course, this is at least a wall, not a memorial arch. That's hilarious.
In fact, what I want to say is the heroic dream of an urban gangster. He has an ideal, but he has no ability. He has passion, but no tenacity. He is kind, intelligent and sophisticated. He dares to challenge, but he wants to run away at any time. He also talks nonsense.
He has been worried about a question, and he decided to flip a coin: be a good person or a bad person. If he does a good deed by accident, he will be frightened by himself. How can I be a good man? How can I be a hero? …