Chapter 20
[Wall-E]: Zhiyu, what kind of performance art are you two pulling? [Picture] [Wall-E]: Half the teaching building is going crazy. […]
[Wall-E]: Zhiyu, what kind of performance art are you two pulling? [Picture] [Wall-E]: Half the teaching building is going crazy. […]
The pencil case in Zhang Shu’s hand fell to the floor with a smack. Fan Yue let out a “Holy
“……” Xiao Yan rubbed the top of his head. An extra little tangerine had somehow appeared on top of the
With the opening exams just around the corner, the teachers in the second-year teaching office were taking advantage of the
For an instant, Ren Yi thought Gong Yingxian was cursing at him, and he even froze for a moment. Gong
The fire at Wanyuan Residential Complex was finally extinguished sometime after eight that evening. When the body of Zhou Ying,
By the time they climbed to the seventh or eighth floor, everyone had begun to pant. Ren Yi could feel
On Wednesday morning, when Xu Ze opened his eyes, his head felt heavy and groggy. He glanced at the time
Sometimes Xu Ze couldn’t tell. In front of Lu He Yang, he couldn’t tell whether he was Xu Ze or
After dinner, the three of them sat in the lounge area of the foyer drinking juice. He Wei suggested they
The husband and wife carried the child’s corpse, wrapped in old clothes, and hurried away. Xu Muchan instinctively wanted to
Zheng Shengli and Tao Shu stayed overnight at the village chief’s house. After experiencing the ghostly wall, neither of them
Xu Muchan’s expression was terrifying. Zheng Shengli and Tao Shu were confused and hesitated over whether they should ask him
Here is the American English translation, keeping the names and terminology consistent and staying close to the original wording. Su
The guest room in the southern courtyard was somewhat colder than the warm hall. The afternoon sunlight filtered through the
Su Muchen was awakened by a wave of soreness. First came his feet. The numb ache climbed from the soles
Jun Huailang froze for a moment before realizing what Xue Yan was talking about. He lowered his head and saw
This divine physician was rather strange. He neither told them his name nor asked for payment. He merely took back
Jun Huailang had indeed heard the sounds outside. There were noisy voices and the sounds of people moving stones. The
Inside the treatment room. A tall, slender man dressed in black stood beside Gu Mang’s bed. He held a curved