Chapter 830: She Has No Chest and No Hips

For piracy distributors, making money from legitimate albums is difficult these days; their market is actually shrinking—poor sales of legitimate records lead to record companies languishing, which makes it hard for singers to sustain themselves, prompting them to try more live performances and fewer albums while expanding into film and television.

Legitimate releases can no longer produce enough captivating songs to feed the pirates as in the past; lacking unheard good songs, the willingness of piracy audiences to buy albums continues to decline.

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Jack sat in the car, watching a handsome, calm-looking youth hurry into the hospital, his gaze extremely cold.

Terrifying pressure pressed down, causing the young feng shui master to fall uncontrollably into the cave, while a powerful and profound formation covered the entrance above.

Mother Yu frowned slightly; seeing that Helian Chun had temporarily quieted down, she sat down next to the man.

"No need to send people; we will go ourselves. That way, the five or six hundred million they spent will be worth it; otherwise, they'll say we scammed them, won't they?" Yi Tian said with a proud smile.

In past matches, any team that ultimately advanced under Mourinho simply did not care about the score or the flow of the game; even if they lost but advanced, they could fully accept it.

Big Bear told of his experiences in New York City; in the second half of the season, he gradually started playing and had firmly secured a starting position.

She unleashed her strongest move; a true phoenix phantom appeared behind her, blocking the sky and sun, immense in size, with divine fire capable of burning everything overflowing from her eyes, mouth, and nostrils as she charged toward the starry sky.

Mo Cangyun crouched down, his whole body weakly leaning against the cold wall. When he tried to rise again, he had already lost his strength. He wanted to cry, and even more, he wanted to laugh; all emotions converged at this moment.

For the entire day afterward, Li Fan demonstrated for Chu Jiyun, teaching her how to refine the body. The body-refining cultivation Li Fan arranged for Chu Jiyun was not as tiring as his own was back then; he simply had her climb a hill with weights or practice some body techniques, while the rest was teaching her how to grasp the essentials of internal energy.

She was stunned for a moment; she had not heard Li Zhen speak in this tone for a long time, which reminded her of Gu Rugu back then, that gentle older brother who doted on her unconditionally.

The man looked to be in his twenties, not large, but appeared very steady and acted very efficiently.

Sima Jinghong frowned, his gaze suspiciously sweeping over every corner of the room. Could she have turned invisible again?

Her dark eyes flickered slightly; she straightened her gear, ready to fight on her own, when suddenly a bright yet slightly cold voice from a young man approached her from behind.

At the command, several people mounted their horses and began to chase; the hooves clattered, and the competition officially began.

Is it because the palace is unreachable now, so she simply treats herself as a guest living away from home?

Ji Wuyou waved his hand, forcibly swallowing a wisp of bloody sweetness rising in his mouth. His gaze at Ji Chang grew colder, piercing to the heart, before he turned to look at Su Han standing nearby, neither humble nor arrogant, feeling conflicted.

The furious voice had already reached her ear; Bai Zhi felt a gust of wind behind her ear as a large hand grabbed the back of her collar and lifted her up.

Actually, after Gu Qingyun was born prematurely, his body was weak, costing a lot of money; he nearly died from fevers several times—even though he always tried hard to take care of his health, the family's financial situation was right there, and he could barely afford medicine. Fortunately, Great Grandfather Gu Boshan lent him money for medical treatment, and in the middle, Gu Qingyun was almost abandoned by his grandparents.

Seeing the clothing and behavior of those servants, Lady Shan could not help but sigh: Truly people of the Chu Wang Fu.

The cavalry on the warhorses whipped the horses with one hand and gripped the reins tightly with the other, appearing to gallop wildly, yet the warhorses ran very elegantly, completely unable to keep up with their eagerness to achieve merit.

Then the forward steps suddenly retreated backward; that speed was simply indescribable to the naked eye.