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

It was getting late when Mo Shangjun took the list back to the dormitory.


After taking a bath, Mo Shangjun changed into a set of training clothes and then sat at her desk to study the program list.


She marked the programs whose names seemed unremarkable at first glance, then glanced at the names of the participants. Mo Shangjun opened her laptop and pulled up the results of the last full regiment assessment, comparing them one by one.


Only after she had looked through all the names on the program list and had a clear idea of their scores did she look at the clock—it was already eleven at night.


She turned off her laptop, put away the program list, and was about to head to sleep when she realized that Lin Qi still hadn't returned.


Walking to the balcony, she looked out at the snowflakes fluttering outside, raised her eyebrows, then went back to the dormitory and took a camouflage hat to put on.


She grabbed a flashlight, turned off the light, and left.


033, Surpass me, then what?_1