Chapter 21: Ideal Versus Ideal, First Release

As Xu Chengjun's reputation and influence gradually expanded, it was foreseeable that such lectures would become the norm.
And the "Tide" would ultimately become an important symbol of literature in Shanghai and even across the nation.
Ru Zhijuan's bicycle disappeared at the end of the campus sycamore avenue. The laughter in the lecture hall had not yet dissipated when Xu Chengjun stepped onto the stage, holding the microphone.
He did not rush to speak; instead, he bent down to adjust the microphone downward.
He adapted himself to the hundreds of gleaming gazes from the audience.
After all, no matter how good a relationship is, you still need to visit each other frequently. Without interaction, the relationship fades. Especially during festivals like the Lunar New Year, such connections must never be forgotten.
"Brother Duanfeng, do you know if there is an extremely cold ice cave within this Misty Forest?" Upon entering the Misty Forest, Xu Yang immediately asked Duanfeng Buhui.
In an instant, Fu Duoduo felt an unprovoked chill rise up her spine, causing her body to tremble slightly and urging her to lift her feet and flee from everything before her.
Lin Yi turned his head to look and saw that it was indeed Ginobili. He had come over after all. Lin Yi gently shook his head and said, "It's all right, just not exceptionally good. I feel like I've truly made the wrong decision."
For someone determined to die, someone of Shen Dongcheng's caliber still had plenty of ways to handle it. Even fleeing abroad would at most require a little more effort.
The atmosphere between the two sides remained the same, as if nothing was amiss. When the Spurs returned to the locker room, the Old Coach told the players to get some rest, while he and the coaching staff went to another room to figure out the plan for the next phase.
This news was transmitted to the fake Duanmu Luohai by the God Clan. It is believed that other envoys of the God Clan have also received the news.
"Only Aunt Han likes that brand of perfume. The only bottle in the entire company! That scent on you... do you think a simple bath can wash it away?" Su Li looked at Wu Xie with a strange expression in her eyes.
I went over to sit on the grass on the other side, and upon seeing this, Kenzaki walked over and sat down beside me.
"Hehe, I don't know about that either. You might as well look for it. I've seen it once before, but that Goddess of the Moon was always veiled, giving off a mysterious and unapproachable feeling," the ancestor of the Li family said.
Hearing this, Xia Chuyi, like everyone else, looked at the head of the Cheng family in bewilderment, thinking to herself: What does the Cheng family head mean by this? Given his character, does he look like someone who would consider the nation's interests?
Xia Chuyi instantly guessed Song Zhicheng's intention—Song Zhicheng did not want anyone else to know about this matter, especially Jiang Fengqi.
After all, this was the work of a top-tier young mixologist from Country S. It would be a lie to say she didn't want to drink it.
Wei Dongren nodded. Regardless of Sun Jincheng's train of thought, he needed a result to report to the Japanese.
Second Uncle made his living through business, Grandmother made hers through employment—though she was retired now—while Grandma Hua made hers by working as a domestic helper.
He San had no choice but to stop. With a wave of his hand, the martial artists behind him also halted their strides. With another motion, Jiang You and the others following closely behind him immediately dispersed to both sides of the road, pretending to be ordinary citizens.
Yan Qingcheng and Luo Zhan pursued relentlessly, lingering closely behind them. The morale of the Tiannan Prefecture army had completely collapsed, and under the command of their principal general Hu Nianzhong, they fled all the way back toward Tiannan Prefecture City in defeat.
Although Erlang's observation skills, aided by the mental space's calculation abilities, were indeed much stronger than Ao Tingxin's, the most important factor this time was that it was his second encounter with the masked leader in black. Therefore, by combining his observations from both occasions and summarizing his conclusions, his insights were naturally far more comprehensive.
Another two days passed after that, and your condition still showed no improvement. By Monday noon, unable to bear it any longer, you rushed to the infirmary to buy medicine.
"I won't be going to the wrap party. Enjoy yourselves and eat well! Wang Feng, take good care of everyone! Also, anyone from the Ultimate crew who wants to go join the fun can go ahead, just don't let it delay tomorrow's regular shooting. It's time for us to put in some real effort as well," Wang Jin said, placing his hands behind his back as he sauntered away leisurely.