Fruit Store's Bottle

This is a hot-blooded story.
This is a story of growth.
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Mo Shangjun, after an extraordinary encounter with a cunning fox, was as beautiful as a vase.
Rumor had it, she was capricious, crafty, a living rogue!
Ya Tianxing, the mysterious captain of the Ace Special Warfare, was as handsome as a devil.
Rumor had it, he was callous, brutal, a living tyrant!
In reality—
Both were high-level "appearance supremacists"!
The day they met, she was hanging onto Ace's shoulder with a hooligan’s flair, yet her words were earnestly persuasive, "If you want me, it's not impossible, but first, you've got to pay with your charm!"
"Deal!"
The gavel came down.
Thus, the emotional journey of the old fox and the young rogue began amidst a different type of fervor.
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This is the story of two fiends, and when fiends clash head-on, if they want to avoid a life-or-death struggle, then the only option is to enjoy a thorough feast!
This is also a story of youthful ardor, with blood and tears. When the youth facing no regrets meets an increasingly powerful nation, what reason do we have not to be passionately stirred?
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We love our country, so we have no regrets drenching our past weaknesses with sweat;
We love our country, so we selflessly guard the lives of strangers with our blood.
——Mo Shangjun
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[The Chapter of Passion]
"Relying on oneself is too exhausting. Having a belief makes life a bit easier."
——What is your belief?
——You.

How Young Master Quan Pursues His Wife

Perhaps persuaded by Mo Shangjun, the instructor really didn't talk to her again about the new recruits' issue.


The second company, goaded by Mo Shangjun, also began to strive harder. Everyday they were still competing with Mo Shangjun, but there wasn't any serious conflict.


Thus, Mo Shangjun had a few days of tranquility.


As soon as Saturday arrived, Mo Shangjun's peace was shattered.


"New Year's Day is coming up, and our company is participating in the camp's New Year's Eve party. We'll report several performances, and you'll be responsible for supervising and rehearsing them. How's that?"


When Lang Yan entrusted her with this task, Mo Shangjun was having breakfast in the canteen.


She had just picked up the second bun when Lang Yan sat down in front of her with a face full of sincerity.


Mo Shangjun bit into her bun, responding without enthusiasm.


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