Chapter 46 Could It Be That You Never Went to College?

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Hearing that a television station was coming to conduct interviews, the principal and teachers of Dawn Kindergarten rushed to the scene immediately.
They did not care who was going to be interviewed; as long as there was any chance to showcase Dawn Kindergarten, it was equivalent to getting free publicity.
They simply had to ride this wave of popularity.
"Mr. Chen, regarding our friends, we have already prepared a special lounge for you all, and you can..."
Before absolute power, any schemes and plots are futile. Encountering someone like Chen An, who plays outside the conventional rules, can only be described as the misfortune of his enemies. Yet who could know what kind of inner torment Chen An endured when making this extreme decision?
During the Yuan Dynasty, to prevent the Han people from resisting, the imperial court locked up a single kitchen knife with a chain in a public place, shared among more than ten households—reckoned properly, that was a shared kitchen knife indeed.
Mo Yu's eyes were practically glued straight. So many gorgeous pieces of jewelry! If only this shop belonged to her, she could admire them to her heart's content every day. They were truly beautiful; she wished she could buy them all and take them home.
Myriads-of-years stalactite milk, a ninth-tier spiritual medicine, can substitute for multiple spiritual medicines when refining high-tier pills, and can clear away medicinal toxins from the body and impurities from the visceral organs.
Genesis Corporation rose to prominence, and orders came flying in like snowflakes. The three major arms companies of the Earth Alliance wanted to interfere, but alas, those orders were from other human federal cities, leaving them completely helpless.
Xia Zhiwen felt somewhat sorrowful. Only she knew that Cao Ming was definitely not going to survive, because she had witnessed with her own eyes the sharp talons of the Iron-Winged Demonic Eagle pierce straight through Cao Ming's heart.
Wang Chan, however, was still worrying about her younger brother, Wang Zhen'en. Yet, who would have thought that even with disaster looming, this fellow Wang Zhen'en was still continuously stuffing mushrooms into his backpack.
With those words, Chen An's voice fell silent, and the reflections in the water returned to their original state, leaving behind only a bewildered Hou Wenjun, standing frozen by the riverbank.
She averted her gaze, refusing to lock eyes with him. Then, right under the watchful eyes of the crowd, she used lightness kung fu to glide through the air, and when she reached Xuan Chen's side, she directly flicked out a red silk ribbon.
If she could return to the twenty-first century, these were all antiques! Taking even a single piece back would allow it to be featured in a major auction—they were at least Sui and Tang dynasty jade carvings, along with many ancient jades from the Spring and Autumn, Warring States, Qin, and Han dynasties.
As he drew closer, he saw several students from Qingfeng Academy confronting another group of people, with a heavily wounded demonic beast lying on the ground nearby, at its last gasp.
Just as everyone was about to listen intently regarding the asset allocation, they suddenly froze. What had happened now?
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Beifu seemed already accustomed to it, letting him hold her, and simply surrendered as drowsiness struck, narrowing her eyes to sleep leaning against his chest.
The Northern Ming Pingnan Army's Western Route vanguard took the initiative to launch an attack. Having long failed to capture Rencheng of the Eastern Song, Ling Gongyang, despite suffering setbacks in battle, won the trust of Yun Jinshu. Subsequently, Xu Ta led an army of eighty thousand, pressing straight towards the Eastern Song border from the central route, while Tang He led fifty thousand troops to build ships by the sea, strongly hinting at an intention to launch a surprise attack on the interior of the Eastern Song along the coastal route.
"The child will be much better off following them than following you. Their children are grown up, and the whole family can take care of her. You don't have a child now—if you have one in the future, will you be as attentive to it as you are now? How terrible would the child feel upon sensing the change in your attitude?" Mother Qin appealed to his emotions and reasoned with him logically.
Or could it be that Jiang Chen had foreseen this day coming and was thus frantic, venting his frustration in this very manner?
In his momentary daze, he was kicked squarely in the groin. Groaning in agony, he squatted down, and beads of sweat as large as soybeans seeped out from his forehead.
Yasuo continued his stutters-step attacks. The moment Syndra raised her hand to cast her EQ push, the drifting vagabond E'd through the Dark Sovereign's torso, dealing damage while conveniently dodging Weakness Withdrawn.
This President Wen looked normal enough on the exterior, with a medium build, but his gaze undoubtedly detracted from his image. In Sun Mo's eyes, he was simply a wretched, lewd old man.
Several village heads entered the mayor's office. Qiao Xin instructed the staff to pour each of them a cup of tea, told them to sit down, and invited them to speak one by one.
If the opponent had unleashed this kind of strength upon their very first meeting, they might not even have had the possibility of escaping alive.
Xing Wucai only then realized what he had blurted out. What he actually wanted to express was that things hadn't gone the way he had envisioned in his heart, which was why he felt uncomfortable.
In his impression, the fatty had always been a very optimistic person. This was the first time he had such a clear realization of aging.
"Manager Wang, what is it?" Qian Lili pulled back her thoughts, walked around behind me, leaned over the wire fence, and looked towards the logistics manager who was anxiously stepping out of the order center.
The principal told me that this matter was real, and even handed me that lottery ticket, saying that based on this ticket, I could go claim a hundred-million-yuan jade pendant.
Xiao Yong did not know that his arrangements in the underground river karst caves of the Laoshan sinkhole had finally taken effect. After spending several consecutive days visiting relatives and friends to pay New Year's greetings, it was already the seventh day of the first lunar month.
At this, Wang Ke was truly dumbfounded. He looked at Wang Wang with a dark expression. In his impression, Wang Wang had always been an immensely meticulous man; suddenly hearing him joke like this, Wang Ke found it a bit hard to adapt.
Because there were a few steps leading up to Gu Yue's front door, she naturally emanated a condescending aura.
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As for those two blue mages, they had not been showcased, so everyone assumed they had been abandoned.
These slightly sarcastic words, falling upon the ears of the middle-aged man, brought him nothing but humiliation.
"Chu Wanchen, I have something I want to discuss with you." Xing Lin stopped eating, looking at him seriously.
Yang Zhi naturally refused to let her go and whipped his horse into pursuit, the eight horse hooves clattering like tossed cymbals as they galloped. Seeing Yang Zhi closing in, Qiong Ying casually held her painted halberd with her left hand while fishing a stone out of her embroidered pouch with her right. Twisting her body back and locking her gaze onto Yang Zhi's face, she hurled the stone straight at him.
Usually, aside from the heads of various departments, several heavyweights from the editorial department also attended the pre-publication meeting.
The piercing, desolate roars echoed through the courtyard over and over again, lingering long to vent the boundless grief, anger, hatred, and remorse within his heart.
"Stinky tiger, believe it or not, I'll beat you into a dead tiger?" Xiao Bai said through gritted teeth.
Aside from the spiritual talismans, there was also a dragonfly covered in black liquid on the ground. Liao Chenchen had sharp eyes—wasn't that an ordinary dragonfly, but rather a mechanical toy?
Ma Fei did not dare to be careless. Groping his way through the dark across the terrace of Xu Kai's room, he flashed and slipped into the living room connected to the terrace doors.
The man in green suddenly formed hand seals, his hands moving with lightning speed to strike the black casket. The gray mist spewing from the black casket grew even denser, and faint, low roars drifted out from within—sounds resembling the weeping and laughing of malicious ghosts, incredibly terrifying.
A wave of boisterous laughter erupted among the disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, causing the two youths on the stage to instantly flush crimson, their hostility towards Xiao Bai growing increasingly intense.
He spoke very earnestly, clearly wishing to prevent Lin Chen from misunderstanding anything—which was precisely the attitude a smart subordinate ought to display.
Seeing Wang Yun walking slowly up to him, Wuyue did not wait for Liu Bei to speak, instead taking a step sideways to block him.
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