Chapter 156 Everyone Has Their Own Hardships

After three rounds of drinks, Fang Zhiyin noticed that Lin Hao's face had turned as red as a boiled shrimp, which made her wonder even more if he had something unspeakable on his mind.

"Teacher Fang, I feel like I'm just not suited for this industry," Lin Hao suddenly blurted out.

"Huh?" Fang Zhiyin was shocked. She had no idea why he would suddenly say such a thing, and furthermore, did he even know who he was talking to? They hardly seemed that well-acquainted.

"I'm sorry, I just feel so stifled. Ever since I was a kid, I've loved movies and dreamed of becoming a film director. But I've been in the industry for less than three years, and all I've shot are romance television dramas. I feel like... everything I'm experiencing right now is worlds apart from what I imagined before entering the field."

Fang Zhiyin

This guy walked around with a stern face all day, as if everyone owed him money. Who would have thought that such a simpleton could actually win the favor of the senior maid by Shu Wan's side? To this day, he still didn't know how to approach his princess, yet this fool had managed to get together with Dongmei.

Since a warhorse and the knight on its back weighed seven to eight hundred pounds, the kinetic energy when charging was immense. Its impact was something a foot soldier's flesh and blood could never withstand. Even a glancing blow from a weapon, if it didn't kill someone, would practically cripple them.

In order not to be inexplicably dismissed by Bai Jingxing, only to face a furious, roaring outburst from Boss Rum.

"Auntie Wang, is this child an eyesore to you? I originally wanted to amicably trade for some goat's milk. You didn't give me the milk, and instead started lecturing me right off the bat, and now you won't even spare the child?" Mei Siniang glared fiercely at Mrs. Wang and began to pick a fight.

The Five Fierce Spirits for surgery and bloodletting, bone-setting, blowing hairs containing arrows, and seizing human souls all belonged to the northern and central directions.

It was already March, and the heavens occasionally dropped a few cold raindrops, mercilessly whipping against those returning home without a shred of pity.

After making sure there was no one else around, he carefully scrutinized the old man carrying a bamboo basket before him. The man had kind eyebrows and amiable eyes, radiating a genuine otherworldly, immortal aura.

What on earth was going on with the estate manager's son of Duke Qing? A ledger was the sort of item that would be hidden away with absolute secrecy, yet that person had managed to find such crucial evidence and even delivered it straight into the hands of Prince Qi.

Su Qingchen also emerged after buying his wine, holding a clay jar filled with nothing more than ordinary rice wine.

Compared to a sturdy, robust man, even though she knew Taekwondo, her current body was a bit too frail and chick-like. If Wang Mazi were to harbor malicious intentions toward her in the middle of the night, wouldn't she lose her chastity?

As soon as the Tianlian Sect made a move, the people on the front lines used their sub-stones. The mother-stone in Zhu Qingcheng's hand lit up, and she then notified Long Qing and the others.

Sun Feng thought about it for a moment and realized it really was true. What Wang Tian said was completely correct; such tactics were utterly useless against Zhao Liuru and Guo Cai. They were not brainless pretty vases, and they were certainly not that easy to fool.

Upon hearing that it was Ren Shi, Wang Tian immediately knew what the other party was here for. However, it was truly too late now. The moment he flipped the table last night, he had already decided against cooperating with them, and coming looking for him now was utterly pointless.

Dang Shuiqing didn't quite understand this matter. Strangely enough, Jin Zhonghuan hadn't raised any objections either. Needless to say, Lü Fei's proposal definitely had an ulterior motive.

However, the Wuhong Chamber of Commerce belonged to one of the factions within the True Spirit Trade Alliance. If the five major chambers of commerce united, Lu Chen estimated that even the strength of the Heavenly Sword Sect couldn't compare to them.

Zhou Bing smiled slightly, looked at Guo Yang with a firm gaze, and softly said, "I'm not going anywhere. Wherever you are, that's where I'll be." As she spoke, she reached out and gently gripped the armrest of Guo Yang's wheelchair.

Just because of a criminal, she had actually compromised her own body today. This was simply so absurd she didn't even have a place to cry.

Seeing that all the people who had previously arrived from the Heavenly Array Sect had rushed into the sky and turned into traitors, he felt an overwhelming wave of indignation and grief in his heart.

Editor-in-Chief Jiang Wan, Executive Deputy Editor-in-Chief Zhang Yuqiang, along with several editorial and reporting staff members, were hastily summoned from their homes to gather together. Guo Yang, who had just escaped a bandit den after concluding an undercover investigation, was urgently writing a blockbuster report.