Chapter 50: The Racetrack

"What on earth is going on here!" Ning Chu demanded, glaring at the manager of artist comprehensive management and the several talent agents standing before her.

As an entertainment investment company, putting up the money meant they could naturally squeeze a couple of their own people into a drama to play minor roles and then launch a marketing campaign. Even if it wasn't an outrageous success, it should at least be enough to make a name for themselves in the entertainment industry, if not reach tier-one or tier-two status.

Yet one after another, she found their acting utterly atrocious—no wonder they were flops! The dramas didn't even make the slightest splash, how could they possibly not...

Two of them were precisely the prospective college students mentioned in the previous report who were preparing to enroll at Dawn University.

Having just suffered two consecutive strikes with ghostly energy invading their bodies, the moment the tension subsided, a piercing, bone-chilling cold surged from within them, instantly breaking out in cold sweat all over their foreheads.

Much like when knocking down the fruit tree at Wuzhuang Temple, where his physical body pretended to take the blame in the main hall while his primordial spirit had already slipped out to exact revenge.

For the sake of the silver, treating that Qi Xuan merely as her employer wasn't all that difficult to accept.

"Word has it that his son was possessed by an evil spirit. A monk came by and said that as long as they performed the lion dance for seven times forty-nine days, using the fierce aura of the lion to scatter the evil spirit plaguing his son, he would surely recover."

He secretly dispatched trusted aides to hire two Jianghu sorcerers from an outer county, who disguised themselves as ghosts and murdered Lu Ershui while he was breaking the stage.

Before leaving, Jingzhe grabbed a handful of shelled nuts for A-yao, but she refused no matter what, insisting that the portion distributed in the morning was more than enough to eat.

Chu Yao scrambled onto the back of the firebird, unleashed his hooked sickle talent, and slashed twice right across its back with a sharp "crack-crack" sound.

So she switched off the hair dryer, set it down, and stared with a beaming smile at the cat running toward her, opening her arms wide—as wide as they could go.

Wang Wu looked at the driver; his attire and grooming were hardly those of someone who cared about hygiene. The seat covers were blackened with grime and clearly hadn't been washed, and there were obvious stains around the collar and cuffs, with even an oil spot on the sleeve. Why would someone so rather sloppy deliberately spray perfume? To mask his body odor?

After saying this, Duomi unbuttoned the second button on my chest. Tears of humiliation welled up in my eyes, and I sobbed quietly, unable to utter another word.

Zhao Qianhan drove me back to the hotel, and just after he escorted me upstairs and left, my hotel room door was suddenly knocked on.

I stared blankly at the smoking end of the cigarette, then looked at my palm where a blister had been burned by the heat, and suddenly felt that Ciyun wasn't all that bad after all—at least she was far more pleasing to the eye compared to them.

His kiss was overbearing and aggressive, sweeping in with layered intensity from light to deep, almost entirely robbing me of my breath. He was truly a man with superb kissing skills, and at least I had never experienced such a bewildering and mesmerizing kiss before.

"Actually, you've never understood that your earnestness is precisely your greatest beauty. Why indulge in self-deprecation? A man might like to admire the vast and turbulent ocean, but what truly brings peace to one's inner soul is the gentle, meandering stream in the mountains," Zhao Qianhan said, noticing my discouragement.

Let alone him, even if his two sons who studied under the immortal master were combined, they wouldn't be a match for this third son. While other fathers were overjoyed when their children became capable, he was the one constantly worrying.

A flash of fire surged from not far away, revealing Tony's gold-and-red iron armor.

"Bone Cleaver!" Striking true, the dagger pierced straight through the body, and the crisp crunch of bones could even be heard.

Seeing Tang Yan put on such a pitiful act, Tianci agreed to her request. Now that Tang Yan had achieved mastery in witchcraft, dealing with her shouldn't be a problem; however, Zhang Yang and Ma Jie had no idea. Listening to the two of them chat and so casually sentencing their opponent to death left the two of them completely dumbfounded.

"Ah Le and I are outright koi fish—we know how to be reincarnated, we possess superpowers, and anyone who gets close to us will suddenly get super-rich, have all their wishes granted, and ace every exam," Mo Lisi said indifferently.

Xu Weila didn't even spare him a glance. Tossing her meticulously styled hair and lifting her chin, she walked into the house with the proud grace of a white swan.