Volume 1, Chapter 58: Photographs that Make the Scalp Tingling

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Playing the male lead.

Live interaction.

If it were someone else, they would probably jump at the chance.

But I really didn’t want to, or rather, I couldn’t let go, so I shook my head immediately and said no.

Susie was sitting just outside, and if I went off to do this myself, wouldn’t that be playing with fire?

Especially in front of the cameras. Even though it was a live broadcast, some viewers might record the screen, and if I accidentally appeared on it, it would be equally dangerous.

“Really not going?” A Long stared at me and said, “That woman’s skills aren’t ordinary at all; she would definitely make you feel incredible.”

I rolled my eyes at him and replied, “You know my habits well. I don’t even go to the streets, let alone do this kind of thing. Besides, Susie…”

After returning home, I cried for a long time. Shen Duo coaxed and persuaded me, but I wouldn’t listen. In the end, I just unleashed a burst of fury and took it out on him.

While Li Yu and Sun Xian Song Tian speculated about the identity of this middle-aged man, on a cruise ship, in a VIP cabin, a middle-aged man dressed in a black trench coat was half-reclining on the bed, recalling the things he had handled in the past few days.

No matter what, Li Xiaoyun still didn’t want to deal with such a lecherous man. She lifted her leg and kept walking forward, not wanting to engage with that Zhou Jue at all.

It was no wonder that Yin Yi, even before debuting, could stir up such a storm—she was a walking topic and hotspot.

Watching Mu Dongqiang, who resembled a mouse encountering a cat, Yang Yang felt both annoyed and amused, but as soon as Mu Dongxue spoke, Yang Yang fell silent.

However, after listening, Li Zhi didn’t express any opinion himself. Instead, he considered the matter seriously and finally asked a completely unrelated question.

At that moment, the sword energy surged in all directions, unstoppable by any means, and a terrifying five-digit number floated above his head.

“Eunuch Wang said the emperor had specifically instructed that if you were still resting, you must not be disturbed and should rest well before anything else,” Qiu Xiang explained.

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With five months left before they would represent the school at the once-every-five-years Interstellar Life Sciences Modeling Competition, the experiment had made no progress, and everyone was growing irritable.

The strange noise behind the door stopped, but soon resumed, growing louder and more urgent. Tang Feng, Han Jiang, and Makarov couldn’t identify the sound. The three exchanged glances, unwilling to lower their guns. The noise was irregular, sometimes appearing, sometimes disappearing.

The three brothers of the Lu family and other powerful figures encountered true adversaries; their one-sided slaughter was halted, and they could no longer gain any achievements.

Today was the first time he heard the words “cheer up,” unexpectedly uttered by a stranger they had just met.

According to Zhang Shaojun, they hadn’t eaten for two days, surviving only on water. Xu Fan’s pale and haggard face clearly showed prolonged malnutrition.

Time ticked by, and only after several hours did Xiao Yan’s body react in a remarkable way.

“These fried dough sticks are really delicious; I didn’t expect them to be made by you,” Wu Fan exclaimed. This was no ordinary chef’s work, showing that the Second Imperial Uncle had practiced cooking extensively during his quiet times.

As soon as she walked beside Kong Zhiming, Kong Linghui smelled the scent of alcohol on him and immediately complained, “Brother, did you go drink at Night Never Ends again?” She knew her brother well—both his character and nature—and he was kind and caring, a very good brother.

Before Makarov could push the door, it suddenly opened. Burjanko emerged, sweating profusely. “What just happened?” Makarov asked.

It was only nine o’clock, still early before lunch. Grandma planned to prepare the lunch dishes, then wash the bedding, and cook lunch. Once he woke up, it would be just in time to eat.

Originally, the five fingers that had gripped the red-clad man’s jaw transformed into five short swords, icy blades of cold iron touching the smooth skin, causing the man’s heart to pound in his throat.

Yan Zhenxie’s body gradually stiffened, his surface becoming increasingly withered, turning into a carved statue of dead wood in the blink of an eye.

The four Yin-Yang masters suddenly froze. How was it possible for a Chinese person inside the barrier to still speak? It was almost unreal.

The two ascended the mountain path, the snow beneath their feet growing thicker, the crunching sound comforting.

It truly was a pond—twenty meters in diameter, ten meters high, golden in color, filled with bright, milky faith energy.

Zhao Tianyou was terrified. Although Lin Chuan was currently in the mortal world, once he ascended, his status would far surpass his own.

“Sorry, gentlemen, what we serve here is quality. If you can’t afford it, please leave,” the waiter replied politely.

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Maya shook her head and severed the telepathic connection with them, then said to Professor X, “Professor, keep an eye on them from now on. It’s best to admit them to the Xavier Academy of Geniuses.”

Unfortunately, this martial art was of the forest and wood element, and I don’t yet possess the power of the forest and wood soul… Wang Zhe’s gaze flickered.

Lin Xiao was such a skilled dancer, always finding new ways to annoy people, so he needed to make sure Lin Xiao never danced again.

She looked at him, full of questions, but in the end, it was something she learned from the newspaper at breakfast.

Baize was a Taekwondo expert. Though he hadn’t competed in a long time, he trained regularly, so his physique was excellent. Just running for a while didn’t tire him at all.

Li Fengjue took a deep breath, steadied his mind, and with great determination, opened the autopsy report.

Su Jin raised his hand to sheath his sword, shaking his head helplessly. He didn’t want this either. He had missed the best period for martial arts training and lacked the potential for it.

These were only excuses made by Wang’s mother. It was probably because yesterday she asked Wang’s mother to replace her loquat pear rock sugar syrup—obviously not for herself. Wang’s mother likely wanted to see who she was giving the syrup to, hence the whole drama today.

In the game, everyone spoke via voice chat. Several boys heard Baize’s pleasant voice and all wanted Baize’s phone number.

Storms often came with fierce winds. The coastal areas were cooler than inland, and the violent wind and rain made the body shiver, covered with goosebumps.

“But you left for ten years. Their memories remain from a decade ago, with some misunderstandings. You yourself gave up on explaining,” Chu Luo said, looking at Jing Xin.

I held the jade pendant, lost in thought, wondering if the Third Prince His Highness would send me back to the mansion later. Along the way, we were still strangers—what should we say? Or what could we talk about?

It seemed that Tao Ji took advantage of the boulders and torches blocking the gate to knock her out, then abducted her to escape.

“I don’t dare claim the title of great doctor. At least when it comes to typhoid, I’m truly helpless,” Zhang Zhongjing said earnestly.

Now, Shi Weimeng was in trouble, and they could do nothing but watch helplessly as Shi Weimeng died before their eyes.