Thirty-one, thirty-one.

Outside the great hall, there were a few scattered individuals who remained standing, but the vast majority were kneeling, a dark, dense mass that seemed to stretch on forever.

Zhou An scrambled out of bed with unprecedented speed, slipped into his shoes, and bolted, as hurried as if his house were on fire.

"Fatty, you have to understand," said Jiu Tian. "What's truly valuable isn't the Victoria's Secret angel; it's the Victoria's Secret brand itself. Without that identity, she is nothing."

Since the facade and the booth display were already set in stone, Di Shaofeng put some extra thought into the lighting. He chose Chinese-style hexagonal palace lanterns, paired with appropriate traditional fabric accents, which still managed to reflect the signature style of Singularity Design.

Her fingers were gripped so tightly they turned white, a sudden surge of competitiveness rising within her. In truth, it came back to what was said that day: the implicitly acknowledged first place had to become the officially recognized first place. But how to go about it?

"I've said it before: 'The person standing by your side may not necessarily be one of your own.' This is not just for him, but for you as well," Wu Fan said, lowering his raised hand with a smile.

Zheng Dongguo sighed heavily amidst the wind and snow. This mournful sigh seemed to convey the full extent of his understanding and melancholy regarding the battle, as well as his inner burden and sorrow. Then, his eyes flashing with a bright and resolute light, he turned to his adjutant.

All the new students stopped their chatter and moved into their respective classes. Ten spatial mages activated the teleportation array. The students from each class entered the array one by one in order.

"Boss," Zheng Weiqi called out suddenly, then gestured with his eyes toward the feet of the male police officer.

Finally, before the last shred of sunlight vanished, all protective measures were in place. Leaving behind a few sentries, the group hurried back to their tents to rest.

Tang Jun was quite efficient. He went straight to the fourth floor, walking with the swagger of a spoiled young master, and arrived at the door of room 306.

There are many scenic spots on the West Peak. Zhao Hui, along with classmates Yang Bo and Liu Hong, visited the Cuiyun Palace, Lotus Cave, Giant Spirit's Foot, Axe-Split Rock, and the Cliff of Self-Sacrifice. There are many beautiful myths and legends here, including the story of Chenxiang splitting the mountain to save his mother.

"Fine, then what brand of sanitary napkins do you want?" Lin Yifan didn't want to bicker with her and asked directly.

Among them were many fans of Yi Shuihan. They had learned from his official website that he would be playing the main antagonist in *Death Game*, and they had been looking forward to seeing his character's costume reveal for a long time.

"I..." I blinked, my expression complex, and was suddenly overcome by a tightness in my chest accompanied by a dull ache.

After hearing the lady's story, I looked up and asked, "That 'she'—you mean your mother-in-law, right?" It turned out that the mother-in-law had endured so much suffering, and yet I hadn't noticed a thing.

"Jiajia! Let's go! This home is no longer the warm harbor that shelters you from the wind and rain," Lin Yifan said.

"Threaten! How could I threaten them? Am I really supposed to go hang myself or jump into a river?" Jia Qianqian pouted helplessly; those weren't things she, Jia Qianqian, could actually bring herself to do.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have disappeared for five years without a word. Please don't be angry; I will stay by your side properly from now on," she said, clutching the general tightly as tears streamed down her face.

The game activated the phone's rear camera. The interface looked similar to the standard photo mode, with a translucent sphere at the bottom of the screen labeled "Capture."

After the apocalypse arrived, his parents had brought Liang Sitao to this castle-like base. Although there was nothing here, the thought of being able to be with his parents every day still made Liang Sitao's heart leap with joy.

After the match, Long Shu-te swapped jerseys with Kaká. During his limited time on the pitch, the Brazilian had been entangled with Long Shu-te the entire time, and he had managed to make Long Shu-te behave much more cautiously in the final moments at the cost of a yellow card.

The Nano-Soldier said nothing more; the thrusters on his feet could discharge energy at any moment. However, just as both sides were prepared, the Nano-Soldier's arm changed. The change was a rearrangement of the molecular structure of the nano-suit, transforming it into a sharp blade.

Here, there were countless elite-level puppet guards and many boss-level armed puppets. The Arcane Armor, which had held its own against multiple world bosses, was also stationed here as a guardian.

Intuition told her that the Su Yang before her had no ill will toward her and would likely be able to help her. Go home—but where was her home?

Finally, Xiao Xiao also mentioned that these two types of mooncakes had strict storage requirements and were not suitable for mass production. This year, he was experimenting by making a small batch to see the reaction.

Qi Yang shook his head and said softly, "No need to trouble yourself. This temperature is just right." As he spoke, he picked up a spoon and began to eat the porridge.

Jiang Jun's words signaled his stance. They were family now; if the Ye family truly moved against Su Yang and Su Yang could not hold his own, Jiang Jun would not sit by and watch.

"Why would they come all the way to our village to buy land for no reason? Is the environment good? Which village around here doesn't have the same environment?" the village chief muttered, highly suspicious.

Rong Yu narrowed his eyes, his entire body radiating a cold, sharp aura. His sinister gaze was enough to strike顾Wan dead.

Xu Wanling was stunned. Not to mention Luo Huiyan, even she had assumed the Prince was not in the manor, seeing as she hadn't caught a glimpse of him since yesterday. How had Wen'er managed to find out his whereabouts?

Long Xin and the other five followed behind, essentially reduced to mere background characters. Although they didn't care much, they felt a strange, lingering discomfort in their hearts.