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Chapter 17

The Weibo news included a small video of Qiu Jin apologizing to Xiang Xi at the airport, and there was a lively and realistic explanation that said a certain staff member at Qiu Jin’s side had already admitted that Qiu Jin was indeed pursuing Ji Shenxiao at the moment. There was some strange ‘I can’t get you, so I will get your alpha’ conjecture going about.

“If this is the case,” the staff member showed an envious expression, “I think that our program may be in flames*.”

[*T/N: may be in flames = widely viewed/talked about]

The other person also nodded: “I wonder if the project bonus will be bigger!”

“Four Seasons Food” was a countryside food variety show. Although it was a good program with a high public reputation, its audience was relatively fixed. The average age of fans was 20+. And because of the slow pace and lack of hot spots, it was actually at a disadvantage on social platforms such as Weibo.

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But this time it was different. There was the love triangle between Qiu Jin, Xiang Xi, and Ji Shenxiao. And reported, a little fresh meat* named Geng Leyue also came on this show after Ji Shenxiao. This was simply Ji Shenxiao’s harem show.

[*T/N: colloquial term for a teen idol (usually male)]

The deputy director glared at them: “Get back to work.”

The two youngsters fell silent immediately.

Qiu Jin’s tears kept streaming, and his face was blushing red from the heat of the fire.

Both his hair and skin was white, which made the flush on his face that much more prominent, furthermore, his lips were reflective with water.

Ji Shenxiao retracted his gaze and silently placed the vegetable basket by the washbasin.

Seeing a few young whiskers in the basket, Qiu Jin was taken aback and asked, “You guys broke off the corn?”

Ji Shenxiao nodded.

Xiang Xi was a little proud: “I broke off four!”

He had never done this kind of work before. The corn leaves ended up scratching his arms, making his whole body feel itchy.

“These aren’t ripe yet, how are we going to eat them?” Qiu Jin looked at the row of staff members totting around cameras. He was a bit dissatisfied. “Why didn’t you stop them?”

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The camera people looked at each other, waved their hands, and pushed the blame away: “We’re just recording, don’t look at us!”

Qiu Jin was speechless. Maybe the program team was looking forward to their situation. He peeled the corn one by one. All of them were still small and they were very watery when he pinched them.

“We can’t eat these. Let’s cook something else.” Qiu Jin clapped his hands and stood up.

“Who said you can’t eat them?” Xiang Xi was the one most at odds with Qiu Jin, and he rushed in carrying a few ears of corn. “I want to eat corn.”

Qiu Jin was too lazy to fight with him. If he wanted to cook the corn, then just let him.

He moved the washed vegetables into the kitchen. There were tomatoes, cucumbers, eggplants, and the like.

Geng Leyue followed him inside and rolled up his sleeves: “I will cook.”

He heard that Ji Shenxiao had stomach problems. This was the perfect time for him to take the initiative and show off.

Qiu Jin: “Do you want me to help?”

Geng Leyue waved his hand: “No need, you go tend to the fire!”

The fire was burning strongly, so Qiu Jin took a basin and went to the chicken coop to collect eggs. The chicken coop was near the vegetable field. The chickens were confined inside a lawn. The ducks were comparatively more blessed. They could occasionally go to the coast for some exercise.

Perhaps because no one came by for too long, Qiu Jin was able to gather a total of twelve eggs. In addition to using it for one dish tonight, he could also use the eggs for breakfast tomorrow.

When he came back, there was already the sound of vegetables being cut in the kitchen.

Geng Leyue did not wear an apron, and the tomato juice quickly stained his limited edition T-shirt.

Qiu Jin: “Do you want to use the apron to cover up?”

“I don’t want to, that thing is so dirty!”

So Qiu Jin stopped trying to persuade the other.

When a person was cooking, the most annoying thing was to have someone on the side giving out instructions, saying things like you peeled the potato too thickly, you put the salt in too early, the heat was set too high, etc.

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From beginning to end, Qiu Jin conscientiously tended to the fire. He only gave him a mild suggestion when the vegetables were about to be turned into paste. Geng Leyue glared at him and Qiu Jin stopped talking.

When the last rays of the setting sun disappeared, they finally sat down to dinner.

The dining table was placed on a grassy lawn behind the kitchen. There were two towering trees and a cluster of rose flowers. Dining in the cool sea breeze in the evening was sure to increase one’s appetite.

It was just that the food… it was hard to explain in just a few words.

Qiu Jin picked up a piece of tomato with scrambled eggs with his chopsticks. He barely managed to swallow down the bite of food with wrinkled brows.

Ji Shenxiao tried a dish in front of him. After that he didn’t touch the dishes any more and just ate a small bowl of rice in silence.

Xiang Xi took a bite of corn. The corn kernels were too small, and they were practically like little pouches of water. There was no flavor at all.

Geng Leyue enthusiastically asked: “How is it?”

Qiu Jin: “Not bad.”

Geng Leyue didn’t even look at him at all. The one he was asking was Ji Shenxiao.

“What do you think of it, Ji-ge?”

[T/N: -ge: suffix for older brother, not necessarily blood related.]

Qiu Jin: “…”

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FOD: Xue Zi Xuan 11.7

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Chapter 11.7 – Piano Competition

Olsen snorted once. Without turning his head around, he said: “This is your little rooster? How good is he? Even if it violated the competition rules, you still got him an invitation. Is this the fair and impartial Sean that I know?”

[T/N: The text doesn’t specify, but Sean is most likely XZX’s English name.]

Xue Zi Xuan’s tone was extremely calm: “Teacher, you will know how good he is after you’ve listened to him.” This was the reason why he had to move his position to behind Olsen.

While they had their conversation, the performance began. The song that the teenager selected, “Army Polonez,” was a song that required the performer to put their passion into it.

The youth’s hands flew across the keys, and every note was played accurately, without any mistake from beginning to end.

After the performance, the audience responded with thunderous applause. To them, the teenager’s performance was perfect.

The judges thought for a moment and wrote down their scores one after another, but Olsen’s eyes were wider than a dinner plate. He was so angry. Yes, the boy’s performance was indeed perfect, but it was because it was so perfect that Olsen was furious.

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The sound of the boy’s piano was like a treasure that has lost its soul. No matter how magnificent and splendid the exterior was it couldn’t conceal the empty interior. This was a blasphemy to music, and the most significant loss in the performance world. How could the boy have no feelings at all? Olsen wouldn’t be so angry if the boy had just invested a little bit of emotion.

Olsen was so angry that he planned to directly oust the young man off the stage, but his disciple squeezed his shoulder.

“Teacher, please don’t hurt him, I beg you.”

Xue Zi Xuan also pressed his other hand onto his mentor’s shoulder. He couldn’t let anyone hurt the teenager, even if it was just a small criticism.

Olsen failed to break free from his disciple’s hold. He knew what his disciple’s personality was like. Asides from music, he never cared about anyone. But now, he was putting aside his pride and self-esteem, just to have the boy walk off the stage safely.

Fine, for the sake of over ten years of camaraderie between teacher and student, he will give him face. Olsen compromised and drew a big circle on the scoreboard.

Zhou Yun Sheng noticed Olsen’s glare, and he knew that the man wanted to stand up several times, but each time, Xue Zi Xuan pressed him back down.

What does he want to do? Is it really as Xue Jing Yi had said, that he wants to kick me off the stage?

While he mulled this over, the judges were presenting their scores for his performance. Three judges awarded him a perfect score of 20, one judge gave him 18 points, and another judge gave him 19 points. Only Olsen drew a big fat duck egg* on his scoreboard.

[*T/N: duck egg (or sometimes chicken egg) is another way of referring to zero, because of the oval shape of the egg]

A susurrus of whispers rippled through the audience. They didn’t know the reason behind Olsen’s judgment. After all, there were very few people who have a deep understanding of the soul of music like him and Xue Zi Xuan.

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“If I didn’t see you perform on stage with my own eyes, I would have thought that the live music was computer-synthesized music. Yes, I admit that your piano skills are perfect, and it can even be described as precise. However, it has no emotions and no soul. Any computer can replace you. You are just an amplifier, not a dedicated performer. So I’m sorry, I don’t give machines rating.” Olsen commented on behalf of all the judges.

What a poison tongue! You went as far as to imply that I am not human! This really is Xue Zi Xuan’s crazy teacher!

Zhou Yun Sheng was silently cursing in his heart, but on his face he wore a modest smile.

Xue Jing Yi hid behind the curtain with a triumphant expression on her face.

After a background investigation, everyone knew that this competitor was Xue Zi Xuan’s younger brother. After his younger brother was severely criticized by his mentor, how would Xue Zi Xuan react?

The cameraman looked for Xue Zi Xuan in the audience, and then zoomed in for a close up of his face.

The piano emperor, who had the same aesthetics as his instructor, was smiling at the boy. He kissed his fingertips and then raised them to the boy on the stage. He mouthed silently: “Don’t be afraid, you are the best in my heart.”

Translations by Vanilla Muse.

Seeing Xue Zi Xuan’s actions on the big screen, the audience and the judges were surprised, especially Olsen, who almost fainted. I just finished giving my commentary, and you completely undermined me. Just what is the meaning here?

Being scolded by someone, naturally Zhou Yun Sheng was more or less uncomfortable, but seeing Xue Zi Xuan’s gentle and indulgent smile, and soothing kisses, he immediately flung Olsen’s words beyond the topmost clouds*.

[*T/N: beyond the topmost clouds = idiom for “unimaginably far away”]

It was zero points, but so what, it didn’t matter. Anyways, the highest score and the lowest score was to be disregarded, and the remaining points were used to calculate an average. With this calculation, he stably passed Xue Jing Yi and entered the semifinals.

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ML 2 and ML 3 Happy Ending! 18

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Chapter 18 – Is Director Duan a Deity?

When Duan Shu Tong arrived at the hospital, Cen Ning was waiting for him by the door to the ward.

Liu Zhi Fei was looking at the intravenous infusion bottle. Duan Shu Tong did not intend to go in to disturb, so he and Cen Ning sat on the chairs in the corridor.

With a lowered voice he asked, “How did he suddenly get sick?”

“The doctor said he was overworked.” Assistant Cen sighed with his brows knotted together in a frown. “Both his diet and sleep are irregular. Now he has a low fever.”

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Duan Shu Tong expressed his admiration in his heart. Xi Duan was so wealthy, but he was still working so hard.

“Has things been really busy lately?”

Cen Ning nodded. “The new project is indeed encountering a lot of problems. President Xi… is the type that likes to constantly improve*.”

[*T/N: 精益求精 – to perfect something that is already outstanding (idiom)]

Duan Shu Tong understood.

To be honest, Duan Shu Tong was not familiar with Xi Duan, but to be together in a place that was far from home, it was inevitable that he would feel a little closer to him in his heart.

If it were Zhai Jun lying in the hospital, he might not come to visit.

“Are there any foods that your President Xi can’t eat?” Duan Shu Tong smiled. “It just so happens that I don’t have anything to do tomorrow Saturday. I’ll make something light and send it here.”

Anyway, Xi Duan wouldn’t be waking up anytime soon, and he wasn’t interested in staying here. He might as well visit again tomorrow.

Cen Ning looked grateful. “There’s nothing that President Xi can’t eat. Just make what you think is good.”

He did not have the heart to make Xi Duan eat food from the hospital cafeteria or from the surrounding food stalls, so Duan Shu Tong was being a big help.

Translations by Vanilla Muse.

Duan Shu Tong nodded and stood outside the ward looking in at Xi Duan.

The pale-looking man lay quietly on the hospital bed with his left arm lying above the blanket. An infusion needle was inserted into the crook of his arm. This was a stark contrast from the ordinary Xi Duan, who had a powerful aura around him. Right now, he seemed slightly fragile.

Duan Shu Tong watched him for a while before saying goodbye to Cen Ning.

On the way back, Duan Shu Tong carefully recalled the description of the third male lead in the original book.

When Xi Duan was a teenager, his elder brother, who was then the leader of the Xi family, died in an aviation accident. Old man Xi was so shocked that he fell gravely ill and never recovered. His elder brother’s son was only a few years. In that hopeless situation, Xi Duan resolutely propped up the entire Xi family, all the way up to the present day.

Others may not know how much hardship there was for Xi Duan during this time period, but Duan Shu Tong felt as if it had happened to himself.

Xi Duan’s experience reminded him of his past.

On a road full of thorns, even if he was drenched and dripping with blood, he must dig for an opportunity to live.

Thinking of the man lying on the bed now, Duan Shu Tong felt a sense of empathy.

Compared to the arrogant son of the heavens, Li Xiao, Xi Duan’s road was too difficult.

Early the next morning, Duan Shu Tong came to the hospital bearing a heat preservation container.

As soon as he entered the ward, he locked eyes with Xi Duan.

“Do you feel a little better?” Duan Shu Tong walked over with a smile. He placed the insulated container on the bedside table and opened it. “I made congee for you. Even if you don’t have an appetite you still have to eat.”

Xi Duan put down the file in his hand and arched an amused eyebrow. “Thank you.”

“If you really want to thank me, then you have to listen to me. Don’t worry about work for now.” Duan Shu Tong said, pulling his documents away.

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Xi Duan hummed a sound of agreement. He received the bowl that Duan Shu Tong handed him. The steaming congee gave a faint aroma of vegetable flavor. The vegetables inside were cooked tender, and they dispersed as soon as they entered his mouth.

“Where are Brother Cen and Brother Liu?” Duan Shu Tong sat down on the single-person sofa, looking as if he were at home.

Xi Duan found it amusing. While eating, he replied: “They stayed with me all night, so I had them go back and rest.”

“So you were confident that I would come?” Duan Shu Tong laughed as he teased him. “Let me be upfront, I don’t have time to stay beside your bed.”

“Yesterday night, you said that you would deliver food. It would be ungrateful of me not to accept your kindness.” Xi Duan felt the warmth and fragrance of the congee, and his mood was rather joyful.

The two could not help but smile at each other, and the estrangement of before seemed to break and scatter all at once.

After Xi Duan finished eating the congee, Duan Shu Tong showed no quarter as he scolded him, “No matter how busy work is, you still have to pay attention to your health. If you’re not completely cured and it leaves behind complications, you will suffer for it when you are old.”

Because of his empathy towards the other, Duan Shu Tong no longer regarded him as his elder. After all, when he died in his previous life, he was even a few years older than Xi Duan.

Xi Duan could not help but be stunned.

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Didn’t Love You Enough 29

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Chapter 29 – Red Candle

The fifth day of August was an important day for Lin Jia Bao.

The momos woke Lin Jia Bao up bright and early to wash up and make him presentable. He took three perfumed hot baths, and fragrance was applied to every inch of his skin. Lin Jia Bao smelled good from head to toe. Then they dressed him and made him up.

After being fussed with for the better part of the day, Lin Jia Bao finally found himself sitting on a bed in the crown prince’s chambers within the Ping Le Courtyard of East Palace.

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The bright red decorations of the bedroom were very festive. On the window, the character for “double happiness” was pasted. On the table there was a pair of red dragon and phoenix candles burning luminously. Lin Jia Bao was somewhat in a trance. It did not seem like he was becoming the crown prince’s xiao shi, but was marrying into some family as the wife, and was waiting for the husband’s arrival.

[T/N: xi – “double happiness” is a symbol of good luck, especially marriage]

The room was quiet. Lin Jia Bao could only hear his heartbeat in his ear.

From outside the chambers came the voices of people saluting His Royal Highness. The sound of the crown prince’s footsteps moved from far to near.

Seeing the crown prince appear in front of him, Lin Jia Bao’s nervous heart wanted to jump out of his chest.

“Your Royal Highness…” Lin Jia Bao stood up to salute.

“Rise*.” Xuan Yuan Han Cheng helped him up and sat him back down on the bed.

[*T/N: 免礼 mian li – a formal and formulaic way of saying “you may dispense with curtseying.” It sounds like the superior is telling the subordinate not to salute, but it’s more along the lines of “you have saluted and you may stop now,” because without the superior’s permission, the subordinate is supposed to remain kneeling.]

Xuan Yuan Han Cheng took out a bridal veil decorated with auspicious symbols of the dragon and the phoenix, and asked him, “Do you like it?”

“Like…” Lin Jia Bao stared blankly at this red veil embroidered with dragon and phoenix patterns in golden silk thread.

Translations by Vanilla Muse.

“It’s good if you like it.” Xuan Yuan Han Cheng said and put the bridal veil over Lin Jia Bao’s head.

After that, he picked up the prepared xi gan* and gently lifted the bridal veil.

[*T/N: 喜杆 xi gan – not sure how to translate this, maybe “bridal stick” or “wedding stick” or “happiness stick,” but it’s basically just a stick used to lift the bridal veil. It’s a part of the wedding ceremony. When the veil is lifted, the wedding is considered complete in a sense.]

The moment when the bridal veil was lifted up, Lin Jia Bao saw the eyes of the crown prince. They were so dark and deep, as if wanting to suck him in.

Xuan Yuan Han Cheng tugged his little treasure forward and brought him into his arms. He felt the stiffness of the person in his arms. “You are afraid of me…”

“I… I’m not afraid.” Lin Jia Bao said nervously. His voice trembled slightly.

Xuan Yuan Han Cheng looked at him and laughed lightly. He approached Lin Jia Bao slowly and placed a light kiss on his forehead.

Lin Jia Bao was frightened and immediately held his breath. At this time, he could only hear the rumbling sound from his stomach…

“You must be hungry.” Xuan Yuan Han Cheng kissed his baby on the cheek.

“En.” Lin Jia Bao lowered his head in embarrassment and responded. He didn’t get to eat much the entire day. The momos only gave him some kind of nectar to drink. Although it was sweet and fragrant and very delicious, it didn’t fill his stomach…

Xuan Yuan Han Cheng stood up, walked outside the door, and gave a command to the palace maid keeping watch by the door.

Soon after, a maid came in with a small bowl of chicken noodle soup. The rich fragrant of the chicken noodle soup made the sound of Lin Jia Bao’s stomach grow louder.

“Quickly come and eat.” Xuan Yuan Han Cheng beckoned to Lin Jia Bao.

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Lin Jia Bao came to the table and sat down. He picked up the chopsticks and ate at the speed of lightning. The chicken soup was fresh and delicious, and the noodles have been simmered until very soft. Watching his baby eat, Xuan Yuan Han Cheng was very satisfied.

Lin Jia Bao polished off the small bowl of chicken noodle soup.

“Was it good?” Xuan Yuan Han Cheng asked.

“Very delicious,” Lin Jia Bao replied. Then a thought occurred to him. “Your Royal Highness, aren’t you hungry?”

“I’m already full.” Xuan Yuan Han Cheng answered him. “You can’t eat too much food at night, I’m afraid it will accumulate in your stomach due to indigestion. If you like it, then next time we can have the small kitchen make it again.”

“Shall we chat? What was your name before entering the palace?” Xuan Yuan Han Cheng said to him tenderly.

“I was originally called Lin Jia Bao.” Lin Jia Bao replied.

“Then I will call you Jia Bao in the future, how about it?” Xuan Yuan Han Cheng held his hand.

“Okay.” Lin Jia Bao nodded obediently.

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FOD: Xue Zi Xuan 11.6

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Chapter 11.6 – Piano Competition

“You want to win the championship?” Zhou Yun Sheng turned around and nastily provoked, “Originally I just came to have some fun. It doesn’t matter if I can win the championship or not. But since you want that trophy, then too bad, I will take it. Know this, I really don’t like it when you snatch things from me.”

“Who are you saying snatched your things?” Xue Jing Yi finally couldn’t help herself. She grabbed him by an arm, and snarled in a low voice, “You’re the robber! You robbed me of my family, and you robbed me of my lover! You’re a stealer!”

“Your lover? Who is your lover? Xue Zi Xuan? Did he say so? How about we go ask him, exactly who is his lover?” Zhou Yun Sheng leaned in towards her ear and spoke with a smile.

Hot blood rushed towards Xue Jing Yi’s eyes and her complexion turned pale. Only by taking in deep breaths could she keep herself from fainting.

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The competition had only just started. Zhou Yun Sheng couldn’t let her die just like that. With familiar movements, he opened the small bag that she carried with her, took out a pill, and pressed it under her tongue.

“Keep living.” He patted her on the cheek, and then he walked away. He came to an empty corner with no one around and spat [at himself], “Pei*, you actually got jealous of a little girl. Wake up!” The words fell from his lips and echoed off the wall.

[*T/N: pei 呸 = an expression of contempt]

“Why are you jealous?” As soon as Xue Zi Xuan opened the door, he saw the teenager talking to the wall, and smiled.

“It’s nothing.” Zhou Yun Sheng’s cheeks flushed, and his eyes darted left and right.

Xue Zi Xuan loved the teenager’s watery eyes as he tried to evade. He brought the youth into his arms and rained continuous kisses on the boy.

There was no doubt that Xue Zi Xuan was a recognized idol among the young competitors. When they saw him, many people pointed and whispered, especially when he kissed the boy on the cheek, forehead, nose, and even neck, many people could not help but gasp at the sight.

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“Brother, I feel a little unwell, can I go to your lounge for a while?” Xue Jing Yi stepped forward, clutching her chest. No matter how much her brother rejected her, she could not restrain the urge to approach him.

“No.” Xue Zi Xuan refused simply.

Then he took the boy into his arms and walked away, leaving Xue Jing Yi behind to be scrutinized and mocked by the other competitors in the vicinity.

The competitors took the stage one after another, and soon it reached number eighteen.

Zhou Yun Sheng left Xue Zi Xuan’s lounge, and stood behind the curtain to watch.

Xue Jing Yi was very calm and began to play after bowing to the audience and judges. The repertoire she chose was “Despair.” It was the work of a piano master from the last century, Bordeaux, and it was known for its intense emotional collision and difficult techniques.

She performed very well, far beyond her previous level. The audience applauded enthusiastically and the judges successively gave high marks. After some calculations, she was currently ranked first among the competitors who have already performed, thus, firmly securing her place in the semi-finals.

When she stepped off the stage and passed the teenager, she stopped, and whispered: “Do you know who the judge sitting in the center is? That’s Olsen, my brother’s mentor, and he has a nickname in the [music] circle.”

“What nickname?” Zhou Yun Sheng raised his eyebrows, thinking that the name Olsen seemed familiar.

“Master of Soul.”

Xue Jing Yi took off the fresh flowers pinned to her chest and explained slowly and clearly.

Translations by Vanilla Muse.

“The sound of his piano is full of heart-pounding power, and he is hailed as ‘a musician whose sound strikes at the soul’ by the world at large. His aesthetics are the same as the sound of his piano, based on emotional expression rather than technique. Brother was the only disciple he took, and is deeply influenced by him. My brother crushed your fingers after listening to the mechanical sound of your piano. If it were Olsen, he would drive you off the stage and make it so that you give up playing the piano for life. So, good luck to you!”

She was already leaving before she had finished talking.

Zhou Yun Sheng curled his lips in objection.

The next few competitors failed to surpass Xue Jing Yi.

Finally, it was number twenty-three.

Zhou Yun Sheng stepped onto the stage and bowed to the audience. As he straightened up, he took a quick look at the evaluation committee. The main focus was the famous Olsen Jerome’s huge beard. His facial hair was extraordinarily thick, to the extent that his facial features were nearly completely obscured, but his harsh and sharp blue-gray eyes were daunting.

Zhou Yun Sheng, who was planning to look away quickly, took a second look, because Xue Zi Xuan happened to be sitting behind the [man with a] big beard, and was giving Zhou Yun Sheng a thumbs up to cheer him on. He immediately smiled. His peach blossom eyes gleamed in the spotlight.

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Didn’t Love You Enough 28

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Chapter 28 – Red Candle

The two momos helped Lin Jia Bao get dressed and put on some accessories.

Qu momo took out an exquisite silver box. When she opened it, inside was a light green paste that exuded a medicinal fragrance.

Su momo scooped out a little and applied it to the back of Lin Jia Bao’s hand. The ointment absorbed quickly into the skin.

The back of Lin Jia Bao’s hand felt cool and comfortable from the ointment.

After that they returned to the reception pavilion. Su momo called for lunch to be served. The palace maids waited on Lin Jia Bao. It was awkward eating the meal under the watch of everyone.

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During the meal, the two momos talked to him again, this time telling him about dining etiquette and other things to pay attention to.

While Lin Jia Bao dined, if he did something inappropriate, the momos would point it out to him.

The momos introduced every dish to him, expounding on the ingredients used, cooking method, and related stories or quotes from literature, etc.

“Little Master does not need to remember it all. As long as you have an impression in your heart and know the gist of it, then it’s fine.” Su momo said gently when she saw him listening intently.

After eating lunch, the momos taught him a few more rules of the palace and then told him to go take an afternoon nap.

Lin Jia Bao lied on the bed. “Momo, I don’t take afternoon naps. I can’t sleep.”

“Little Master, you are still young, it is precisely the time for you to be growing.” Su momo urged him. “Little Master, slowly calm your heart and soon you will fall asleep.”

Qu momo lit a calming sandalwood incense. The scent slowly diffused in the air.

Lin Jia Bao gradually relaxed and fell asleep unconsciously.

After more than two hours, the momos woke Lin Jia Bao. They served him a bowl of white fungus soup. Then they continued to instruct him on the palace’s rules and etiquette.

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Over a dozen days passed like this. Lin Jia Bao learned almost all of the palace’s rules and etiquette. The momos treated him with patience and deference. During this period, he had to drink some nourishing soup every day. The momos helped him take care of his skin and his health. In less than half a month, Lin Jia Bao was nourished until his complexion was plump and his skin was crystal clear.

The two momos also talked to Lin Jia Bao about the hierarchical status of the niang niangs in the palace and the interpersonal relationships among the royal family.

Lin Jia Bao listened to it all in a confused daze.

“You don’t need to memorize all these, Little Master. Just remember the most important ones. For the rest, the people around you will remind you when the time comes.” Qu momo comforted him.

On the day before the fifth day of August, the momos brought a basic diagram book and a big box to the study.

Su momo said to Lin Jia Bao, “Today is the last day. We are teaching you the last and the most important thing.”

Qu momo opened the diagram book and showed it to Lin Jia Bao. “That’s right, this pertains to your future. You have to learn it well.”

Lin Jia Bao saw the two naked people entangled together in the book. Red exploded across his face and his heartbeat quickened.

“You mustn’t be shy, Little Master. Only by learning how to please His Royal Highness can you get his favor. Only then his favor for you will last for a long time.”

Su momo explained in detail the actions, postures, and main aspects on every page to Lin Jia Bao.

Translations by Vanilla Muse.

Qu momo took out a pair of joyful Buddha models and demonstrated for him to see. The joyful Buddha models were carved very realistically. Lin Jia Bao’s cheeks burned a fiery red as he watched.

Su momo showed Lin Jia Bao a jade phallus.

“Little Master is still young, premature, excessive coupling will definitely be tough on you, so you can use other methods to try to please His Royal Highness. This way, Little Master won’t have to endure too much hardship, and His Royal Highness will also feel delighted and be interested.”

Su momo then taught Lin Jia Bao how to use his hands and mouth to please the crown prince, and she spoke at length about techniques and other main points.

After learning bedroom skills for a day, the momos let him retire to bed early. Lin Jia Bao stared at the ruyi scepter jade pendant that the crown prince gave him, lost in thought…

As a ger, he never thought about getting married. But starting from tomorrow he would be the crown prince’s man…

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Let Me Shoulder this Blame! 92

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Chapter 92 (34.4)

Esmond looked at the paladin quietly. After a long while, he sighed lightly. He lifted his hand to the other person’s shoulder, and lightly pressed his forehead against it.

The opponent was able to easily dispel his disguise technique and also able to deal such a serious injury to the paladin. It was obvious whom Ivan had run up against.

But this time, he was the one who acted first without consulting anyone. He really did not have a leg to stand on in this case. He couldn’t reprimand Ivan about an agreement that obviously did not have much binding force.

Ultimately, neither one of them were able to turn a blind eye on the situation at hand.

Su Shi slept comfortably. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the warm and soft hay.

The protagonist’s cardinal robes covered his body like a blanket. The fiery bright red color was like a sea of blood reflected in his eyes.

After a while, he gradually snapped out of his stupor and remembered what had happened before he’d fallen unconscious.

Recalling his previous behavior, Su Shi’s face became hot at once. He pulled up the cardinal robes in despair and buried his head in the fabric.

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Off to one side, the cardinal was roasting meat for him. When the cardinal heard a sound, he turned his head over and saw Su Shi’s reaction. The hint of a smile entered his gaze and he said softly, “You’re awake?”

Su Shi remained motionless. He was determined not to utter a word.

Esmond was worried that he would suffocate under the robes and also worried about his injury. Calmly and effortlessly, he untangled the paladin from his robes. With a smile on his face, he rubbed the paladin’s hair.

“I have to say—you skipped over all of the dining halls and kitchens in the imperial palace, and felt your way through the dark to come directly to the prison to find me, I am very moved…”

“All right already, stop talking.”

Su Shi interrupted him in a depressed voice. He sighed resentfully, raised his uninjured arm to rub at his forehead, and tried to sit up.

Esmond offered a hand and told Su Shi to lean on him. Without making Su Shi lift a hand, Esmond blew on the roasted meat and carefully brought it to Su Shi’s mouth.

“I know you must be hungry. I can’t go out for too long. First, eat a little something to pad the stomach.”

The meat was grilled to a glossy gold color. Su Shi’s gaze unconsciously tracked the meat, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. The great responsibility of picking up the pot was flung to the back of his head for the time being.

Paladins did not get paid and they usually lived in the en masse dormitories. He did not have any money on his person and he did not dare to be too ostentatious. So he used his ice powers to make a lifelike facsimile of a bunny and was only able to exchange it for a piece of bread from a young lady.

No place to live, no money to buy food, even if he really wanted to break up (with the papacy) in a fit of anger, when the time came, he would still have to take the initiative to come back and act chummy.

Su Shi sullenly ate the offered piece of meat. The solar powered Su Shi felt as if the God of Light was using him.

Esmond didn’t know what was going on in Su Shi’s mind. He continued to patiently feed him the meat one piece at a time.

The door was closed up. When the wind blew it produced a sharp ear-piercing creaking sound.

When Su Shi busted into the prison, he did not bother to conceal his movements. Thinking back, he felt somewhat guilty about his actions. He glanced at the closed prison door that was no longer serving its purpose of locking up the prisoner, and also took a quick peek at the door guard.

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The small golden flame was still devotedly roasting the giant lump of ice. The guard was still in the exact same position he was in when Su Shi had broken in. The melting progress was very gratifying. The ice was soon melted up to the guard’s knees.

Su Shi caught the teasing smile in the protagonist’s eyes and he became slightly flustered. He raised a hand to rub at the tip of his nose.

“Did I disrupt your plan?”

“There will always be changes in the plan. Seeing you is an unexpected delight.”

Esmond originally wanted to reiterate with him that no risk was allowed. After a long silence, his heart still softened, and his eyes were filled with tender affection for the person in front of him. He gathered up the other person and pressed his forehead against him.

The cardinal’s embrace was strong and warm. Su Shi leaned against him, comfortable and pleased. As reciprocation, he honestly and sincerely told him to hug him for a spell. After being reinvigorated, he leaped up off the ground, full of energy.

“Okay, I should go now.”

The task of whitewashing the protagonist was only half completed. He had to find the archbishop and several older senior bishops as soon as possible, and publicize the evidence.

Translations by Vanilla Muse.

He kissed him, slept with him, and now he was leaving just like that. Even the treatment of a male escort would demand more than this.

[T/N: Esmond is making a double entendre comparison in his head. In this case Esmond is the male escort and Su Shi is the callous customer, who is leaving as soon as he got what he needed. XD]

Esmond raised his head, stunned. He met Su Shi’s gaze and felt that it would be too frivolous and lacking in manners to say this straightforwardly. Only after a long while did he say, “If you get hungry again, what will you do?”

“Then I’ll just go find a kitchen and rob the cook!”

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The Big Landlord 117.2

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Chapter 117.2 – Punishment and Coercion

The third concubine’s eyes widened in disbelief. Why was her lord husband asking her this question? Didn’t he clearly see what happened that day? Her eyes fell on An Zi Ran and Fu Wu Tian. She seemed to realize something in a flash, and her face turned white.

Was her lord husband planning to sacrifice her?

Lin Xin spoke with a steady face, “You don’t need to quibble. Your maid has already admitted that it was you who did it. Now, in front of the An family’s young master, just draw a cut onto your own face.”

Then he took the dagger that a servant brought forward and threw it in front of her.

The iron dagger hit the floor with a heavy sound.

The third concubine sunk to the floor. Her face was paler than paper. To make a woman, delicate as a flower and refined as a precious jade, ruin her own face; such a thing was way too cruel. There was no woman on earth who could do such a thing to herself.

“If you don’t want to do it yourself, I will get someone to help you.” Lin Xin said cruelly.

The third concubine’s entire body shuddered. She raised her head. Her pale face turned towards the man she loved the most. This man gave her a rich and plentiful life, but now he wanted to personally push her into hell. This was the so-called man she loved!

She hated, but she still picked up the dagger.

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At the very least, if she was the one holding the dagger, she could control the pressure. But if someone else did it, they would not have such considerations for the gravity of things, and might really end up destroying her face. Then her life would really be ruined.

She gathered up her courage. The sharp dagger cut into the right side of her face, but it was not a deep cut.

Lin Xin frowned. Such a shallow cut…

“All right.”

Just as Lin Xin was about to speak, An Zi Ran’s cold voice suddenly sounded, not to tell her to continue, but to say that it was okay, which meant that the third concubine could stop destroying her own face, and it also meant that the wound on her face could still be cured. The bloodstained dagger fell to the floor.

The third concubine covered her face and hung her head. No one could see her expression, but everyone thought that she must be very happy. In actuality, her eyes carried a trace of resentment.

After that, An Zi Ran and Fu Wu Tian left the Lin family’s house.

Back at the An manor, An Ke Xin found out that they went to the Lin’s house to get her dowry back. Early in the morning, she ran out to the lobby to wait for them. This time, she didn’t bother to care whether the servants saw her face or not.

Her face was ruined and could not be cured no matter what treatment was used. In addition, she was now an abandoned woman. When she thought about how no men would want to marry her now, her only reliance in the future would be on her dowry.

Zheng Bi’s thoughts were the same, but she was more worried that An Zi Ran would lie to them. For example, they obviously got the dowry back, but then lie to them and say that they didn’t get the dowry back.

This way of thinking was purely gauging the heart of a gentleman with one’s own mean measure.

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Even if An Zi Ran did not like the mother and daughter pair, he didn’t need to go so far as to take a woman’s dowry.

When she saw the boxes of dowry before her without a single one missing, An Ke Xin was so happy that the scars on her face twisted up, becoming more and more ugly. Several of the servants closed their eyes.

An Ke Xin did not notice that some of the dowry items did not match up to before. After looking over the dowry with her mother, she immediately had the servants move the dowry to her room. But before this, she did not forget to ask one thing.

“Brother, when you went to the Lin’s place with brother-in-law, did you avenge me?”

An Zi Ran found that her skin was as thick as a wall. If some uninformed person heard this sentence, they might mistakenly think that their relationship was really good.

“Lin Xin has already punished his concubine.”

“That’s it?” An Ke Xin’s eyes widened.

An Zi Ran’s gaze thickened, and he said with displeasure: “What else do you want? Do you think you can bury the entire Lin family, because they ruined your face, when you killed two innocent lives? Think about what you did wrong!”

An Ke Xin’s face suddenly twisted.

An Zi Ran continued: “There is one more thing I have to tell the two of you. Lin Xin has divorced you, but you’re still someone who has married out of the house. Furthermore, you even did that kind of thing. Therefore, tomorrow I will have Steward Su find a new house for you. The day after that, you move out with your mother.”

“I don’t want to move out!”

Translations by Vanilla Muse.

When An Ke Xin heard that he wanted to drive her out, her response was explosive. She knew it, how could An Zi Ran be so kindhearted as to help her get her dowry back from the Lins? It was because he wanted to chase her out of the An family. She was already so miserable, yet An Zi Ran still wanted to throw stones at her while she was down. Resentment could not help but bubble up within her heart.

“I also disagree.” Zheng Bi looked worried and anxious.

Moving out meant that they would have nothing to do with the An family anymore. They were able to bluster and strut around up until now, all thanks to the An family. If they did not have the protection of the An family, what would they do?

The two were resolutely unwilling, but An Zi Ran was determined this time. Keeping them in the family would only corrupt the An family’s reputation. He worked hard to wash the An family clean. He could not let them destroy it.

Steward Su’s efficiency was high. An Zi Ran said tomorrow, but Steward Su completed the task today. Furthermore, the house that he was found was in the place furthest from the An family’s new house.

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This Alpha’s Pheromones 16

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Chapter 16

“I believe that everyone has already understood the style and main tasks of “Four Seasons Food” before you came. If there are some people who don’t understand then I will explain to them. The main task is to cook, and of course, occasionally do farm work, which can be exchanged for a certain cost of living. Every meal will have a specific dish. If you can make the specific dish then you can get ten RMB of living expenses.”

[T/N: At the time of translation, 10 RMB is about 1.43 USD]

At that moment, an expression of disdain appeared on everyone’s faces. Even Ji Shenxiao’s eyebrows twitched minutely. Wasn’t the program crew being too stingy?

Qiu Jin raised his hand: “Is it okay for everyone to make the designated dish?”

“There can only be one.” Shan Wen explained, “If more than one person makes the same dish, then the program crew will choose the one that is most accurate to the designated dish and also the one that tastes the best.”

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After all, this was a slow life variety show. These rules were there to increase the fun, and not to make people compete, exhausting themselves to make one dish.

The kitchen was in the side hall on the side of the house. There were two wood-burning stoves, two large pots, and a small saucepan in the middle.

Shan Wen added: “This afternoon, Yunting and I have to go out to attend to an urgent matter, and we may not be able to make it back in the evening, so you guys take care of your own dinner.”

The group nodded. They were so naïve. They have not realized the seriousness of this matter.

After Shan Wen and Tan Yunting left, Ji Shenxiao withdrew his gaze from the vegetable field diagram on the wall.

“Then I will go pick vegetables.”

“I’m going too!”

Don’t know when, but Geng Leyue had finally come down. His emotions seemed normal and his eyes were a little red.

Everyone went out. Xiang Xi was extremely disgusted with Qiu jin. Naturally, he did not want to stay in the house with him, so he followed Ji Shenxiao to pick vegetables.

No one wanted to make a fire. So in the end, this dirty and choking job fell on Qiu Jin.

The job of making a fire was particularly daunting. If not done well then people would scold him. If done well, then it was par for the course, and no one would remember it. Generally speaking, when a dish turned out well, people would praise the chef’s superb skills. Who would praise the fire for being made well?

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Qiu Jin made one round around the kitchen. There were actually quite a lot of ingredients. The staple foods were rice and flour. Various sauces were available for use. There were Sichuan pickled cabbage, and even fresh coffee beans.

There was a large area in the vegetable patch that was planted with common crops such as tomatoes, cucumbers, pumpkins, and eggplants.

The orchard was a little further away, and subtropical fruits such as passion fruit, fig, and guava were planted.

There was a cornfield farther away. The sweet corn has already started to sprout tender whiskers. He reckoned they could be eaten soon.

After washing the rice, Qiu Jin started to light a fire for cooking.

Not too far away from the villa, in a big room made from galvanized iron sheets, there was an arrangement of equipments. This was the workroom of the program crew’s filming team and a dozen other staff members. Several deputy directors took people out to film. The director sat in the monitoring area and selected the shots for editing later.

He glanced at the kitchen again, not expecting much from here.

The kitchen in the countryside was not a suitable place for shooting. The place was dark overall, and the light contrast was very obvious. It was easy to appear dead or engulfed by darkness.

But when he turned his head, the scene in front of him shocked him.

The sunset from the window fell on the young man. In the lens, the young man had silver hair, and the firelight jumped in the reflection of his eyes. There was a mysterious religious feel, like a priest from ancient times.

The assistant director let out a “wow,” and could not help but sigh: “This is too beautiful, right?”

A staff member was attracted over and nodded. “I haven’t noticed before, but Qiu Jin has a face so suitable for the camera.”

“His skin is too good, right?”

“Also, his nose is straight and his eyelashes are simply long.”

……

The director informed the cameraperson through the headset: “Change the angle, and take a few more shots.”

The fire was already burning really hot. Qiu Jin stuffed a piece of firewood in. Then at the doorway of the room, he plucked a few stalks of green onion.

Unexpectedly, the fire was extinguished when he came back. Qiu Jin poked the fire. The firewood was actually wet. White smoke puffed out from the stove.

Damn, the smoke was too choking; it even caused tears to come out.

Amidst the curling smoke, Qiu Jin bent over and rushed out of the kitchen. He collided full on with the person who was just about to enter the kitchen.

Translations by Vanilla Muse.

Ji Shenxiao’s face sank in a split second and he immediately took a step back.

Qiu Jin kept coughing and ran to the tap to wash his face.

Seeing the interaction between the two, the staff member in the distance was a little excited, and said to his colleagues: “Could the breaking news online be true?”

“What breaking news?”

“You don’t even know about this?” The man immediately shared a Weibo with a sensational and shocking headline.

“Surprise!! Qiu Jin no longer pursues Xiang Xi, and extends his devil magic to Huayi’s president, Ji Shenxiao!!!”

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FOD: Xue Zi Xuan 11.5

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Chapter 11.5 – Piano Competition

Three days later, Xue Li Dan Ni took Xue Jing Yi to Vienna. Xue Zi Xuan did not want to go with them, and deliberately postponed their departure by one day.

The competition was held in the Golden Hall. The judges invited were all world-class piano masters, and the most important one was naturally Xue Zi Xuan. Thus, the two contestants who were related to Xue Zi Xuan also received a lot of attention.

People within the music circle or the media were familiar with Xue Jing Yi and knew that she had a lot of spirit. Her level was in the middle of the upper tier among all the players. As for who was Huang Yi and what was his level, no one knew anything about him.

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Xue Zi Xuan’s requirements for his residential environment were very demanding. He was very dissatisfied with the hotel arranged by the competition organizer. After getting off the plane, he went directly to the hotel he had booked and asked for a presidential suite with a piano.

“Practice the piano some more before the competition. Try to find the feeling.”

He opened the suitcase, took out their clothes, and hung them up one by one.

“En, first let me rest for a while, and help me take off my shoes.”

Zhou Yun Sheng lie lazily on the bed, put his legs up on the open suitcase, and even swayed his feet arrogantly.

The grim on the soles of the shoes fell into the suitcase. If another person had done this, Xue Zi Xuan, who was seriously obsessed with cleanliness, could chop off the other’s feet, but this was his big baby, so he could only smile helplessly.

“Have you figured out what repertoire you want to play in the preliminaries?”

Xue Zi Xuan took off the boy’s shoes, tripped his clothes off, and stuffed him under the blanket. Then he kissed the tip of the boy’s nice and warm nose.

Zhou Yun Sheng pursed his lips and returned the kiss. Then he said indifferently: “I haven’t figured it out yet. Probably “Army Polonez.””

This was the repertoire that Chopin wrote to praise the Polish national struggle, and it was one of the works that embodied his national spirit most strongly. The whole piece was impressive and magnificent, requiring the performer to be one hundred percent passionate.

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Xue Zi Xuan thought it over, frowned, and cautiously warned: “I suggest you don’t choose this piece. The sound of your piano lacks emotion. I’m afraid it can’t express the patriotic passion that Chopin wants to express.”

“Then what do you think I should play?” Zhou Yun Sheng was about to fall asleep. His voice was a little foggy.

“Play pieces that require more skill than emotion. You can select difficult pieces specifically to impress the judges with superb techniques, not emotions. Xiao Yi, are you listening to me?”

The teenager snored lightly. Xue Zi Xuan stretched out his hand to pinch his cheek.

“I know already, don’t bother me, I’m really sleepy.” Zhou Yun Sheng buried his head in the blanket.

Xue Zi Xuan pulled open the blanket and smiled.

“I’m not deliberately disturbing you. The competition is tomorrow. You have to learn about the judges and other contestants. My suggestions just now are for your own good. One of the judges for the juvenile group, Olsen, is my mentor. He appreciates music not with the ears, but with the soul. I’m afraid your mechanical style of playing won’t please him. Depending on your circumstances, you are likely to face two situations after taking the stage. Either you get full marks for your superb and perfect technique, or you get zero points for playing without emotion. This is very disadvantageous for your next match.”

“Are you listening? Do you want to win first place? Xiao Yi? Little rooster?”

Xue Zi Xuan gently patted the youth’s white and tender cheek, and found that he was already asleep. He shook his head and broke into laughter.

The competition was held on schedule.

Zhou Yun Sheng and Xue Jing Yi drew the numbers twenty-three and eighteen, respectively. Both of them were playing in the middle of the program.

After a few days of separation, Xue Jing Yi was a lot more energetic. Her pale and sick cheeks were slightly flushed, and they looked no different from ordinary, healthy people.

She tucked herself into a corner, and was silently memorizing a sheet of music in her hands, not communicating with anyone.

Translations by Vanilla Muse.

Zhou Yun Sheng walked over leisurely and greeted her with a smile: “Xue Jing Yi, long time no see. Where do you live?”

Xue Jing Yi raised her head and glared at him with cold eyes.

“What are you going to play?” Zhou Yun Sheng changed the topic.

“What about you?” Xue Jing Yi flipped the question back on him.

“”Army Polonez.””

“Then I wish you good luck.”

After getting the answer that she wanted, Xue Jing Yi lowered her head and continued to recite the score.

Zhou Yun Sheng arched an eyebrow and smiled happily. It would seem that the murder was almost ready to be carried out. Otherwise, Xue Jing Yi would not be so indifferent. She seemed to treat him as a dead person.

“Good luck to you too.” He nodded slightly and turned to leave.

He thought that Xue Jing Yi would not pay attention to him anymore, but she suddenly said solemnly: “Of course I will have good luck. The championship is mine.”

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