tinytree
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This time, when Wang Yun returned, he didn’t rush back to where he was staying. Instead, he lingered nearby, quietly observing the area. There were clearly more program inspectors patrolling than there had been yesterday. Most of them moved in groups, meticulously scanning every tourist who passed through the streets. They didn’t stop people directly, but their eyes combed every passerby from head to toe with practiced scrutiny. Wang Yun was dressed in casual athletic wear, with a ski bag…-
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“I can join too?” Jin Dong’s eyes lit up instantly. Wang Yun turned to look at him and smiled, raising the piece of bread in his hand. “Do you think you’ve been running up and down this mountain just to carry gear and feed us? Teaching one is teaching. Teaching two makes no difference,” he said as he took another bite of the bread. Jin Dong stood frozen in place, visibly stunned. His eyes reddened with emotion. “Alright! I’m going to start practising right now. Thank you,…
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When He Tianrui heard Wang Yun say he wasn’t sure how much longer he’d be staying, he immediately started to panic. Thankfully, Wang Yun told them to record everything on their phones. That was when Jin Dong’s role came into play. “Okay, okay! I’ll start recording right now. Thanks, Brother Wang Yun.” Jin Dong quickly pulled out his phone and pointed it straight at Wang Yun’s face. Wang Yun gave a nod. Since he had promised, he had to see it through. Even if he did end up…
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After Old Zhou finished speaking, Ying Yuezi let out a faint smile. There was a trace of contempt in that smile. She couldn’t help but wonder how someone like him had ended up as Wang Yun’s teammate. The production team’s intentions were a little too obvious. “You said it’s a human skin mask. It only covers the face. But like I just mentioned, his red dot recognition system can identify a person based on features across the entire body.” Old Zhou’s expression turned awkward the…
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“Qian Guosen? That guy’s actually willing to come back?” Wu Yaoming was genuinely surprised when he heard this. Back when the second season had just begun airing, the program team had clearly stated that Qian Guosen had been invited to participate. But at the time, Qian Guosen was involved in a research project and had politely declined the invitation. Who would’ve thought he’d come back now? Wu Mingyu nodded. “Yeah. But he can only stay with the team for a few days. After that,…
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Ying Yuezi sat in silence, lost in thought. She was trying to figure out her next move. Was Wang Yun being sincere with her? If he truly cared, then turning around and betraying him would make her worse than an animal. But this was still a show. Anything could be part of the act, and she’d already experienced firsthand how good his acting could be. It was bound to be another sleepless night. The next morning, early. She woke up to a world bathed in wintry stillness. Meanwhile, Wang…
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After quickly finishing their meal, everyone returned to their rooms to rest. No sooner had Wang Yun closed his door than Ying Yuezi showed up. “How’s your hand?” Wang Yun leaned casually against the doorframe, arms crossed, gazing at her. His eyes brimmed with easy warmth. “Mm, much better. But I’ll still need about a month of rest. It’s still an injury, after all.” Ying Yuezi raised her bandaged arm, doing her best to suppress the turmoil in her heart. Even though the wound…
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After successfully shaking off Wu Yaoming and his crew, Wang Yun made his way swiftly back to the Hawthorn Courtyard. On the second-floor balcony, Old Hu, Xiao Gang, and the others stood anxiously on watch. They’d been taking shifts to stand guard, worried that if only one person kept watch, they’d be too easy to spot. “It’s the boss! Boss is back!” Xiao Gao had just stepped onto the balcony when he spotted a familiar figure emerging from behind a stack of crates in the alley. Tall,…
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What kind of master produces what kind of disciples? “Coach… I mean, this is just…” Gou Jiande’s three disciples stared at their teacher in disbelief, their expressions conveying an indescribable awkwardness. They had paid a fortune to come study under him, showering him with monthly gifts and respect offerings that added up to a small fortune. They had always believed he was the most capable. But now? He probably didn’t even measure up to the most average athletes among…
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At that moment, Gou Jiande’s heart was pounding so hard it felt like it had lodged in his throat. He couldn’t bring himself to stand still, nor could he sit. No position felt right. It was as if not just the few people in front of him, but hundreds of invisible eyes were fixed on him, watching his every move. “I—I’ll go get ready!” He knew there was no way out of this now. No room to dodge, no excuse that could save him. He had no choice but to grit his teeth and go through with…
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