Chapter 34: The Two Little Ones Put on a Show

"Oh, her name is Su Xingwan, she was brought in by Director Chen," the assistant director said.

"I see," Director Li replied, then added, "She has a good look and a nice temperament; her performance just now was quite natural. If any good roles come up later, give them to her."

"All right, I'll keep an eye out for her."

Once Su Xingwan’s makeup had smudged, it was impossible to continue filming without it being glaringly obvious, so it was fortunate that the scene had concluded there.

Still by the haystack.

After knocking, a series of hurried footsteps could be heard from within, accompanied by bursts of wild, uncontrollable laughter.

It was a crude and simple tactic—hardly even a tactic at all—but precisely because it was so simple and centered entirely on predicting Flying Bear’s moves, as long as Flying Bear won, nothing else would be a problem.

Explosive music began to play, and An Hao and the other hosts were already prepared in front of the screens.

Was I really going to run off with Shen Linfeng? Since the moment I asked myself that question, I had pondered it many times. Should I?

Sifan had seen this situation and deliberately approached the naive An Hao. Getting close to her was equivalent to having one foot inside the door of a wealthy family; how could he possibly give up such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

As for Taro, unsure if his suspicions were correct, he did not confess anything to Hirano, preferring to wait until his mother arrived. Furthermore, he had a premonition that the monster at the bottom of the lake might have some connection to him.

She was dressed beautifully, her dark hair adorned with pearls and jade, a bright red cloak trailing long behind her on the ground. She looked, in a way, like Wang Zhaojun, the beauty sent off to marry a foreign king by imperial decree.

But later, I thought of the text message from last night, and I recalled the strange behavior of those men in black.

Yang Tian said, "He is a man; it would be better if I were the one to search him." Aunt Xin glared at him. "Why shouldn't I search a man? I enjoy searching men, especially handsome ones." Yang Tian gritted his teeth and fell silent.

"Don't worry about me," I said with a faint smile, leaning against the wall to close my eyes and rest, waiting for the audience with Bumbutai.

A flicker of confusion appeared in Xia Lingxi’s eyes. She looked down at the note and froze.

He had not expected Sun Wuwu’s strength to have reached such a level. After all, the Fifth Elder was at the fifth level of the Spirit Martial Realm and was a top-tier expert even within the Sun family.

At this moment, Mu Ge was being driven by Tang Xue, weaving through the streets of Yanjing. He might leave at any moment over the next two days, so he naturally needed to seize the time to help Tang Xue master her driving skills. Otherwise, if she encountered complex traffic conditions while he was away, she might panic and easily cause an accident.

"Fine, whatever you say," Lang Tie did not hesitate, and immediately ran off with the Nationalist soldier.

However, Gao Yang was much better off than Asaka Gongjiu, because he was free to run and jump. Asaka Gongjiu, having failed to escape earlier, was now pinned to the ground, unable to turn over, and could only curl up and endure the beating.

The bald man rattled off a long list of instructions. Yu Yuanjun listened carefully and nodded; although the man looked fierce, the rules he had set were perfectly reasonable.

Squad Leader Yang ladled a bowl full of pork, cabbage, and vermicelli stew for the Division Commander. The bowl was half-filled with pork alone; anyone could see that Squad Leader Yang had deliberately set it aside for him in advance.

Of course, since they were not in a hurry, having already spent two and a half years on Yuanwang Mountain, they didn't mind taking another few months to travel leisurely.

Wu Tiao wanted to say that he had never once revealed his identity as a Kunlun disciple while by Gu Chen's side, but after a moment of hesitation, he chose to remain silent. Returning this time, he felt a distance had grown between him and Cai Xing.