Chapter 95: The Popularity Went Crazy! (Third Update)

"Not recovered yet?"

"No!"

"Damn, why did it crash at a time like this..."

"Nearly a hundred thousand users flooded in at once; the server can't handle it!"

"What about the backup server!"

"We are activating the backup server, but it takes time!"

"Damn, I said long ago we should rent the most expensive server. Damn..."

"The server is one aspect, General Manager Yang,

that thug is also a Chen family member, so he naturally speaks more politely, but Chen Shida knew it wasn't as simple as he said.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is lacking; the money house's other businesses are all in place, waiting only for when my wife's gold notes and silver notes can be printed.

"What are you doing? Eh, why is Zhang Tianyi here?" Lu Jiawei heard the noise outside and walked out of the office. Seeing Zhang Tianyi, her eyes lit up.

Turning back, the Ghost Shadow was already squatting in front of the safe, sprinkling gold powder. The gold powder could reveal the keys frequently pressed; the White Hat connected instruments behind him and began analyzing the sequence.

Qin Gang also asked Qin Jian about the performance of the third movement of the Pathétique Sonata; recently he had been exploring and practicing it.

More than ten days had passed since the Prince's death, and the Princess's spirit had clearly improved much. Yet the loose, wrinkled skin around her eyes indicated her rest and sleep were still poor. When Zhu Pingjin entered, it happened to be noon mealtime, so the two talked while eating.

Her thought was simple: if the other party disagreed, she would just pretend nothing had happened tonight.

Li Guanghan didn't know the tune's name; he only felt the melody was graceful and smooth, the tune intimate and cheerful. He distinguished the playing sounds of the xiao, the flute, and the ancient zither, and the plucking sound of the guqin.

Song Yunxiu's nose inexplicably stung; deep in her heart, which should have felt nothing, a trace of bitterness and grievance surged up.

But only those familiar with him knew how chaotic this college student's private life really was, even though he hadn't graduated yet.

Paili finished speaking and, with a gaze of near-fanatical intensity, looked forward to and waited for Martin's reply.

Old Li didn't rush to make a phone call to confirm; he glanced at the front and back of the vehicle again, then calmly checked the surveillance video. There were no prohibited items inside the vehicle.

Fang Zhiliang extended her white, smooth, tender hand and gently stroked Mu Changfeng's forehead; her fingers moved lightly, from his cheek to his chin, and finally touched his neck.

I pondered for a while, then sent a message to Liu Ziling, first telling her about what had just happened between me and Xu Mengmeng.

Mu Changfeng pondered for a moment, attempting to use the suction force in his palm to draw the bronze mirror out, but that bronze mirror was as if rooted, firmly embedded at the bottom, utterly motionless.

Yi Zhanfei and the others rarely came to the settlement, so naturally they accompanied Lu Chuan here. As for Lu Chuan's lackeys, Chu Bin and Wu Jiang, naturally they did not miss it either.

On the other hand, ultimately, Koreans are basically the same as Japanese deep down, or perhaps even worse than Japanese; Koreans habitually act extremely, but actually they are like pufferfish, striving to puff themselves into a ball, thinking themselves powerful, but only to be used by others to polish shoes.

After winning their opening game, the Nuggets lost three straight; after winning one back, they lost today and were unfortunately eliminated. Meanwhile, the Jazz, who had been struggling since the playoffs began, managed to eliminate the Nuggets with a crooked head but no real danger, preparing to face the winner between the Lakers and the Thunder.

The scent of blood, since when did it actually emit a faint fragrance, making her crave more.

If any student felt they received unfair treatment, they would accuse the teacher to the Angel Tribunal; then, regardless of whether they had a point or whether they achieved final victory, it meant that student was finished.

Without giving Gu Qian Qian a chance to refuse or say no, the man already scooped her up by the waist and carried her toward the Pear Garden.

"Then them getting entangled does indeed feel like they brought it on themselves," Fang Lei sighed.