Mr. Fashionable - Chapter 1 - The fashion male model and the construction worker…

What is luck? Walk to pick up money? Buying a lottery ticket will win the jackpot?

Qin Yun picked up a copper coin and activated the wealth luck system.

“The balance has reached 10,000, and you can open a first-level fortune-gathering array every month. To open a second-level wealth-gathering array, you need a balance of 1 million…”

(The group has been established, group number: 614799090, interested book friends can join and discuss the plot together.)

- Description from novelbuddy

A genius talisman practitioner is reborn as a seven-year-old girl! However, her innocent appearance belies her vicious personality.
In the remote countryside, the Crown Prince runs into her, beating up her enemy. She is indifferent, but it’s love at first sight for the Crown Prince!

“Not good, Your Highness the Crown Prince, Her Highness the Crown Prince Consort used an immobilization talisman on His Majesty the Emperor, and His Majesty is currently eating dirt in the main hall.”

“Isn’t that normal? Who told that dog emperor to provoke my wife? I say it’s a job well done! Pour a bucket of ice water on him to cool him down!”

- Description from Novelupdates

When other players are still stalking for how to recruit the Three Kingdoms, Qin Xiaobai already has such super-historical names as Baiqi, Hanxin, Chen Qingzhi, Yue Wumu and Zheng Chenggong.

When other players face the heavy internal affairs to help the hand, Qin Xiaobai already has the historical names of Shangfeng, Xiao He, Di Renjie, Wang Anshi, Zhang Juzheng and so on.

Trembling players, see how I crush you with the All-Star Deluxe lineup. A little white screamed.
“Oh… wait, it looks a bit wrong, for the hair I brushed out some sister paper…”

妲 褒姒, 褒姒, Zhao Feiyan, Taiping, 婉儿, Wu Mei Niang…, said where the good names are going.
A little white surrounded by sister paper sighed: “I don’t want to bring my sister to the Three Kingdoms.”

- Description from Uukanshu translation

Though it may be a dream weathered, crumpled, fading,I held on without surrender.Through each repeated day, running toward tomorrow’s light,I became a knight, resolute and bright.