Volume One, Chapter 39: The International Singing Sensation, Andelle!

After all, this was a moment to bring honor to the nation—a time to prove oneself. Thus, for a singer of native songs not to perform in their own language could easily spark public outrage.

“Don’t worry, this is a translated song—it’s still in our language! Besides, it’s our own original work!”

“No one can find fault with it. Go with confidence and don’t be nervous; this opportunity is important for you. Whether you become famous depends on this moment. But don’t worry too much—even if you don’t get results this time, I’ll write more songs for you in the future!” Su Le patted Wang Junjie’s shoulder as he spoke.

“I’ll do my best, I won’t let you down!” Wang Junjie nodded firmly.

“Wang Junjie, you…”

At this moment, the Jade Flowing Snow Monkeys were utterly terrified. This was the first time they had encountered a first-tier professional who outclassed them in both intelligence and strength.

When waiting for clients, displaying eagerness to meet them was simply part of the job. Zhang Yang was long accustomed to this.

The wind streamed in from all directions outside the window. It was already late summer, and the night breeze carried a hint of chill.

“Yes.” Li Li’s mouth was stuffed with two pieces of cake. The milk cake was truly delicious—once she returned home, she would ask her mother to make some!

While waiting for their parents to prepare dinner, Gu Wenxing wandered around the village and its surroundings again, while Gu Wenyue curled up comfortably on the sofa with her phone, scrolling through current events and short videos.

Of the village's five hundred seventy-plus residents, only a little over two hundred remained—and that was thanks to the Gu family saving quite a few people.

“Too much? Did that guy feel he was going too far when he made his move?” Naturally, these were the retorts of those defending Ye Zheng and the players from Zone Z.

He could no longer recall the last time Su Rui switched personalities. Ordinary people might not think much of it, but Zhang Yang knew well that this was the biggest change that had occurred in her.

Zou Ping lit another cigarette and got up to open a window. He wanted the deep night breeze and the midnight’s mysterious aura to bring him inspiration in this desperate moment. Trying to use next month’s trip abroad as a chance to escape was simply too risky and uncertain.

Zhang Yang glanced at her sidelong. This Dr. Lin was both irritating and likable—truly not easy to handle.

At last, evidence had been caught—such a significant piece, too. No matter how much favor Consort Liu enjoyed, it was unlikely she could protect Xing’er now.

During the hottest days, Mizuki Tsukiyo wore a white T-shirt and denim shorts, and, considering the cool nights, draped a light gray jacket over her arm.

Liu Qingzhu smiled faintly and said no more. The reason he spoke so much to Natasha was to have her pass a message to Nick Fury: don’t meddle with things you don’t understand, or you’ll be inviting disaster.

Listening to their conversation, Liu Qingzhu pretended to be invisible. Peggy was indeed beautiful, but not his type—better to leave her to Steve.

Hepburn headed outside, but her gaze lingered unconsciously on Gu Tong, her eyes filled with deep thought.

Magical Sight could reveal traces of magical activity, but was less effective against those like the “Hara Light Ghost” who deliberately concealed their presence.

Mizuki Tsukiyo’s voice drifted from behind the mask, confirming Misaka Mikoto’s suspicion. “I’m Mizuki, here to deliver this guy.” With that, she let go, and the airsick Kamijou Touma thudded to the ground.

That was why he marveled at Gu Tong’s transformation. His little sister had suddenly become soft, adorable, and full of playful charm.

A cold glint flashed in Heixuan’s eyes, and then, without hesitation, both of them released a strange wave of energy. In the next instant, as if they had never been there, the two vanished from sight.

My master and I hadn’t brought much when we entered the forest, so it was impossible to perform a proper ritual here. We hastily refilled and tamped down the grave, and before leaving, my master scattered rice around it—rice being a staple for many of his ceremonies.

At that moment, Wu Yue was frantic with worry. It looked like something had indeed happened at the Thieves’ Guild, and, just as he had guessed, his grand-uncle Gong Jinfang was hiding there.

Qi Ying entrusted most of his refining materials to these three, a sign of his trust.

In the end, the couple rarely saw each other; with more money, more problems arose, and all one could do was turn a blind eye when necessary. Suddenly, Koji remembered what he was supposed to do.

Seeing Xia Xin’s pained expression, Xia Wanwan finally came to her senses. After a moment’s hesitation, she reached into her throat with her index finger and thumb, retrieved the pill she’d gotten from Xia Chuyan, and, slipping it between her white teeth, bit it in half.

Hunter was vexed and had no interest in meeting any emissaries, but this was an opportunity to distract himself. He decided to meet the envoy from the Holy Solan Empire and see what tricks Prince Fledette was planning.

“Is that true? His Majesty won’t interfere?” Lu Rongweng’s eyes burned with excitement, his hands trembling.

The two teams had played each other before. With Xia Xin’s addition, they’d drawn one to one. Was it time for a rematch?

In the grand hall, everything was frozen in ice—except for a pitch-black crystal ball that stood at the very center.

A crisp, bell-like laughter rang out, making Gu Feng cough up blood yet again—so inappropriate at such a moment.

“Well… anyway… I’m really sorry!” The boy realized how rude his earlier behavior had been, bowed at a perfect ninety-degree angle, and then dashed off in a flash.