Chapter 243

Xiangjiang's internet developed earlier and faster than the mainland's.

Almost all media outlets, big and small, have their own websites on the internet.

At the filming launch of "Ip Man," Huang Baiming exposed the four screenplays of Zhongyuan Yidianhui, and news of them spread online quickly.

The speed of reporting was much faster than print media.

The "Ta Kung Pao" headline read: "'Little Huang Yi' Zhongyuan Yidianhui's talent is astonishing—he produced four screenplays!"

The article continued:

She was just puzzled, about to walk to the door to check, when she met a scorching body.

The heavy footsteps slowly faded away; the cold-faced butcher ultimately did not open the door, but continued walking downward.

Many people did not notice this scene; only those martial cultivators with slightly deeper cultivation barely caught a glimpse of a dragon rising above, followed by Han Qianyu kicking the man's back.

Then he shakily rose, stumbled several times, unsteady and swaying, hastily fleeing.

Just as she was thinking of continuing the conversation, she suddenly heard commotion outside—plenty of it, chickens flying, dogs barking.

Although Xia Fan has great potential and might thrive in Huanning City, this personality and arrogance truly don't fit someone who should become your boss.

You Lao landed on the ground, his powerful aura bursting forth. Mo Ya and the other two recoiled in shock.

Unexpectedly, as soon as my hesitation showed the faintest sign, before I could even speak, Qin Yang Hao continued to remind me.

"Occupying the toilet without using it—what a shameless bastard," Liang Lele cursed beside her, wishing she could drag Jin Yina off the stage.

He did not use tricks like fainting or starving to move the Imperial Master; instead, when thirsty, he simply waited for rain.

"Mu Lin, these past years, I've truly wanted to be good sisters with you. Since you brought it up today, I'm naturally very happy. From now on, we'll be good sisters." Lan Qianxue smiled.

Xuan Yu shook his head and said: "I'm fine." Then he took out a Black Spirit Pearl and swallowed it; after a while, his complexion improved somewhat.

He knew nothing of Zheng Changdong's affairs, so naturally he didn't understand Ji Yanmo's purpose in approaching Zheng Xiaoyue.

At this moment, he was like a startled Fox King, his entire body radiating a terrifying danger that instinctively made one want to retreat!

Thus, whether Chen Zheng's earlier plan can still proceed smoothly now appears questionable.

The monster, needless to say, turned and whipped its tail; the densely packed skyscrapers of Manhattan Island were shattered on contact and injured by mere brush—within less than ten minutes, no building over ten meters tall remained within a one-kilometer radius around the two non-humans.

Her long hair was disheveled and dusted with sand; a strand hung beside her ear. Kai turned to look at her and gently brushed the strand behind her ear.

Zhang Qianyi stood outside the house, head bowed, eyes lowered; her deep blue eyes, backlit, were swallowed by ghostly darkness.

Although she deliberately distracted his attention, she hadn't expected him to fall for it so easily—he seemed too eager!

As Jun Qiyan's cold voice fell, four burly men beneath the stage stormed toward Gu Du Liusha.

"Go see the Fuli Academy this afternoon. Prepare some gifts." Qin Fangbai rubbed his temples.

A bomb exploded in her mind—Qin Yang had problems! And he knew Chen Tianyu!

I don't know if it's my imagination, but since we returned from the cliff bottom, Leng Mochen has spoken far less—even when with me, he rarely initiates conversation. Is it because of Leng Shixian's matter, or the drug use?

It was only four-thirty after leaving school; nothing to do at the company. I'll go home and have Zhang Ma teach me to cook—I've learned some, but only the simplest dishes; anything slightly harder, I have no idea how to start.