Peachpuff [TL]
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Shao Zhan. Xu Sheng had heard this name no less than six times in a single day. Every subject teacher walked in and started with, "Guess who placed first in the grade this time? Forget it, no need to guess, there's no suspense. But it still needs to be said: Shao Zhan beat second place by a full twenty-something points this time." Then they would pass down the high-scoring exam paper, of which over thirty copies had been made: "Look at his problem-solving process, and then look at…-
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Linjiang Sixth High School Class of 2019, High School Sophomore Year Beginning-of-Term Assessment, Chinese Paper. Exam duration: 150 minutes, Total score: 150.Student's score: 48.Math: 36.English: 22.Comprehensive Science: 59. ... Several exam papers were laid out on the office desk. Every single one was covered in an appalling number of red crosses, each paper looking more tragic than the last. The grader had quickly realized that the standard grading method was completely useless for this…
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Chapter 30: Hero, I Think I Might Be Sick On Wednesday morning, an ambulance pulled up to the entrance of the rear building, and Liu Xiaohu was wheeled out. Jiang Lin, looking sharp in his police uniform, brought Black Panther to see him off. Black Panther was almost impossible to hold back, straining against his leash and lunging toward the person on the bed. Cao Shulan carefully tucked the blankets around her son, holding his hand as she tearfully murmured a stream of parting words. Her eyes were…-
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For advanced chapters, visit our Patreon Page. __ Waking up the next morning, Zhan Yan had forgotten most of his dream from the night before, only vaguely remembering that he seemed to have seen a star—a star rushing toward him. He yawned. Why would he have a dream like that? Could he have been influenced by the fake news about a falling meteorite fabricated by the Approaching Science news agency yesterday? Zhan Yan habitually scrolled through the gossip strips first. His…-
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Chu Huaicun had guessed correctly; this group of people wasn't here for him, but for another purpose. When they received the bloody command from the old man in the Golden Throne Room, they certainly didn't expect their supposed sheep-like victims to scatter and flee. Thinking of His Majesty's wrath, the guards' faces instantly looked worse than those fleeing people. Arrows were unhesitatingly aimed at the defenseless crowd in the dim night: "Don't move! You traitors, now bow your heads in confession,…-
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Before all the matters of power, betrayal, and slaughter unfolded, it was necessary to first address one person's situation. Qin Sangzhi's face was ashen, trembling like a sieve, even his dark blue robes seemed to have faded, blending into the crowd. He clenched his teeth, looking at the madman who had a knife at His Majesty's throat, his mind still replaying Ji Ying's contemptuous gaze at their group. As if seeking comfort, he quickly scanned the surrounding crowd. No, Chu Huaicun wasn't…
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Chu Huaicun looked at him, then reached out and took the object from his hand. Ji Ying's posture at this moment was truly provocative; his deep, dark eyes held a hint of a smile as he stared directly at Chu Huaicun. He knelt on the cold, stone floor of the Golden Throne Room, while the old emperor convulsed beside him, clutching his neck—a truly ironic scene. However, all eyes in the room converged like flames on the piece of paper in Chu Huaicun's hand, as if to burn it. A piece of paper—a…
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Even though Chu Huaicun maintained a composed demeanor in front of Ji Ying, the newly enthroned emperor, having just taken full control, was still reprimanded by Master Fang during his wound dressing. Master Fang intended to ramble on for a bit, but seeing Chu Huaicun's ice-like eyes, he momentarily felt it was useless to persuade this extremely stubborn person, so he simply turned to Ji Ying. "Minister Ji," he said, "I think only you in this world can rein in His Majesty." He had certainly found the…
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After three rounds of wine, Qin Sangzhi felt as if he was sitting on needles. Today, he had meticulously chosen a plain white fabric, hinting at a casual elegance, determined to outshine that always gloomy Ji Ying. Who would have thought that the other also wore a white robe, made of far more luxurious fabric, yet it was not at all vulgar. Instead, it accentuated his graceful and refined demeanor, befitting a noble young master. Even Chu Huaicun's gaze seemed to linger solely on the other, not…
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Ji Ying stumbled into the prison cell, coughing heavily, his throat feeling hoarse beyond recognition. The scene before him struck him as absurdly comical. His vision swam for a moment before his eyes adjusted to the pitch-black, windowless lights of the imperial prison, the iron-black walls and bars, still stained with the blood of the previous occupant. As for where that person was now, Ji Ying didn't care—he couldn't bring himself to care about anything more. Imagining that his own family…
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