Chapter 284: Entrance Examination, Microscopic Array

"Nephew, the questions you set…" Master Pang looked at Zheng Fa's exam paper, his face twisted with unease, "aren't they a bit too difficult?"

"Too difficult?"

Zheng Fa blinked, glancing at Zhang Shijie beside him.

He and Zhang Shijie had co-authored this math paper—he hadn't deliberately increased the difficulty.

Zhang Shijie shook her head and looked at Master Pang. "I set even harder questions before… Zheng Di actually simplified some of the complex problems. Even Zheng Fa's sister could solve them."

Walking into the kitchen and seeing his mother decades younger, Xia Yuan's eyes grew damp. As expected, tomorrow she would suddenly collapse, then be diagnosed with coronary heart disease—this would be the final straw that broke the camel's back, forcing Old Xia to yield to Wang Nongping's demands under mounting pressure.

To stand out in today's chaotic online music platforms, the first step was to be different, so Xia Yuan casually set the other five songs to require one jiao to download.

He used a mix of persuasion and force to shove her into the car—Lu Kuo excelled at this, and Shu Tinglan simply couldn't escape it.

The next day, after waking from a deep sleep, Jiang Feng shed yesterday's exhaustion entirely, restored to full vigor, sharp-eyed and radiant.

"What? You're still filming another drama?" Jiang Ruiyuan and Yuan Lang exchanged glances. Isn't this overlapping shoots?

"The final series—'Misty Rain of Jiangnan.'" Xia Yuan's expression turned serious, his right finger pointing to the large screen.

Watching others' horror films was also to better understand what kinds of attacks ghosts could launch.

Xia Yuan told himself to stay calm, to stay calm, recalling the solution carefully; he turned his gaze toward the window, pretending to sip tea, trying to clear his foggy mind.

This mischievous monkey was terrifyingly powerful, utterly shattering their worldview—beyond words.

The next day, Chen Tianlong took Ji Qiushui and Niu Niu to breakfast, then personally saw them off at the airport.

He dragged out the word "already" for a long, long time. Su Lian's ears burned, her heart raced; she wanted to refute him, but the words died on her lips—she had not a shred of confidence.

After hearing all this, Wang Yi felt a deep resonance, yet questions arose: Why had Uncle Su told him these things? Why had he brought him to meet Liu Guoshan?

Since that's the case, I've heard there's currently a vacancy for a Guardian of Purity, tasked with suppressing demonic disturbances among mortals and protecting the common folk. Why not let me recommend you? That way, you can legitimately oversee these matters. Longjing spoke as if he'd planned this all along.

Kun Jian desperately wanted to storm the arena and beat this guy senseless, but he couldn't—because if he did, he'd confirm his reputation as a bully who picks on the weak.

"I'll be right back." Guan Ling deliberately pressed her stomach, whispered lightly to Ye Jinghan and Ye Wanying, then quietly slipped away with Mu Lan.

Now I, too, vaguely feel the same sensation as Liu Dongzi does when he sleeps, but I still can't control how long I sleep—I can only guarantee I won't suffer from insomnia anymore.

At that moment, a crisp sound of shattering porcelain rang out; on the floor lay a teacup shattered into pieces, tea splashed everywhere, a few green tea leaves still clinging lonely to Miao Xue's skirt hem.

After finalizing the strategy, Wang Yi hung up the phone, tidied his appearance, and hurried off to Zhongsheng Group.

At the wedding scene, she became the abandoned one again—only then did she realize she'd always been someone else's substitute.

"Zhu Jin, what exactly are you trying to do?" Behind the rockery, Guan Ling yanked her hand away. Zhu Jin had always regarded her as an enemy because of Yan Li.

"Big Brother, they've arrived—why are you hiding inside? No need to dress up; just stick a flower in your mouth." Qin Zhaoxue laughed and called out.