Chapter 307: Downward Freedom is Not Freedom

Lu Wei’s individual segment ended quickly, and afterward, the "interview space" was rearranged; the interview between Zhai Da and Lu Wei was about to begin.

During the intermission, someone like an editor sent over a process board, which was roughly which directions the questions would be in. To be honest, it was given a bit late.

If he remembered correctly, Harbin Institute of Technology had been asking for this since Monday, and it was only given to him now, and it was a rough, handwritten version, totaling less than two hundred words.

Wei Sa’s eyebrows moved. "Very unluckily, I also eat the emperor’s grain." He said, opening his folding fan with a swish, his body turning to the side, revealing a blue jade crystal pendant, on which the character "Sa" was outlined with iron strokes and silver hooks.

Seeing this, Ling Chen nodded solemnly. He could see the determination in Mo Yangjie’s heart and could see the heat in Mo Yangjie’s beautiful eyes; this point was very similar to Long Tian back then, which was the urgent spiritual belief power for stronger strength.

Through the bronze mirror not far away, she vaguely saw the Li family’s serious yet slightly smiling expression, and inexplicably felt a kind of emotion. Finally, she felt why children who have a grandmother’s love can always radiate that kind of pride in their eyes when mentioning their grandmother.

But just at this time, a harsh sound of breaking wind suddenly rang out; it was the black-clothed man with the arrogant voice, fiercely stabbing at Ye Feng with his sword.

The look of guilt on Nanny Lin’s face still hadn't dissipated. Obviously, she didn't think this was really not her fault.

Just when Wang Yu was doubting what he saw, another lady walked out from the side. This lady was well-maintained, wearing a long dress. The lady walked to the poolside, looked at Wang Yu with a smile, and then leaned over, whispering something to Wang Yu’s dad.

"This Bai Yiyi is fair-skinned and beautiful, with a good figure. I heard she’s over thirty and has always been single; no scandals have been spread. Brother Wang must work hard." Xu Zheng whispered with a wicked laugh.

The movements of the Wolf Fang didn't attract too much attention from the several major old-established forces. Firstly, there were still many idle students in the academy, and the personnel of major forces were all in a full state; secondly, forces like Qing Feng and the Lei Clan either had a relationship with Long Tian or had friendship, of course, except for the Imperial Saint Gate.

The night sky was quiet, which was a great time for Bai Jiang to perform light-body techniques. Running at high speed on the eaves, the night wind puffed up his white robes, like a jade butterfly dancing gracefully under the firmament.

"Senior Brother, is this a person from your empire? If so, it seems to have violated the competition rules." Watching the test point with narrowed eyes, Su Qing said faintly.

Frustrated, truly frustrated, uncomfortable, very uncomfortable! Such a stunner lying by his side, Lin Wu believed that with a few more times, he would really go crazy, lose all reason, and disregard everything.

In the white room, there was only his back facing her, and the sound he made when answering the phone.

"You could say that." Han Ziji waved his hand with a sense of vicissitudes; a generation of monarchs reduced to marrying a mountain bandit was really nothing to be happy about.

What Yin Xiu said was truly too shocking to Xiao Jianguo; he was stunned for a long time before reacting.

Not only her, but several other big names in HK Entertainment were also poached, and even mid-level stars were poached away quite a bit. At this moment, HK Entertainment was actually somewhat empty.

"No, there should be a few more days. But Fengfeng isn't sure if she can come to see Uncle these days, so I’ll tell Uncle first." Fengfeng explained.

Wen Tang lay on the bed, and although the groaning sound wasn't loud, a blush had already appeared on his fair face. At this moment, he closed his eyes, and that feeling became even more obvious.

"I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes." Qianqiu curled up in the warm quilt and said pitifully.

"Did Manager Yan eat honey today?" Night laughed, his face full of joy, which showed he was very willing to hear these words.