That was a beautiful woman, how should I describe it? It was like the protagonist who came out of a fairy tale. She had a milky complexion and pure gaze. She was wearing a white household clothes and a soft tone. "Beron, are you awake?"

OK! Chamberlain is sure that he is not dreaming and has not traveled through time. So what is going on?

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Rina Asada has been in the United States for a while. The different life philosophy of professional men and professional women has made her parents have bad relationships, including in her education. Such a bad environment makes her precocious and sensitive. After graduating from girls' school, she made her first decision in her life, leaving Japan and leaving that home.

The essential difference between Westerners and Easterners made her lonely and lonely when she first came to a foreign land. She felt that she had to change something. She decided to integrate into their Rina Asada and tried to watch a basketball game. This made her discover that there seemed to be a handsome oriental on the court...

You have to know how dazzling it is to be an active monkey among a group of chimpanzees.

Seeing the lonely kind on the court, she seemed to read his loneliness, and a feeling of being in the same way suddenly lingered in her heart. She was both a worldly person.

She still has no friends. She has watched his competitions and practices for a lot, and it seems that she has become a habit. She has never added fuel to him, but just sat alone in the corner and stared at him who is also lonely. They have never communicated.

He was getting better and better, and she was happy for him. He was still lonely, and so did she.

When she heard that he was going to participate in the talent show, she silently gave her blessings. At the same time, she seemed a little disappointed. No one would accompany her unintentionally on a aimless night.

She seemed to be in pain even if she didn't hear his name pronounced from the hateful old man.

Looking at his lonely back, which was pulled by the street lights, she followed him like a tail. Two people, I have you in my eyes, what else do you have?

He was drunk and smirked at her. She kept comforting him. He was still smiling. Looking at his stubborn smile, she felt her heart break. Her tears suddenly came out, and he was still smiling...

The Hangover's head still had the memories of last night. Although the spots on the bed were quickly hidden by the girl, her unnatural way of walking still reminded Chamberlain that he should pay attention.

Perhaps life will change us a lot, but the vicissitudes of life do not give us the power of a heart.

Chamberlain gently held the girl's hand and said to the shy girl who lowered her head, "letuswww.jtxsk.comorrow". (Let's face tomorrow together).

When Fran found Chamberlain, it was the next afternoon. The men and women who had just fallen in love always couldn't bear to separate. They talked sweetly with a sweet smile, held hands, and looked like a perfect match against the sun.

After Fran left, Chamberlain excitedly picked up the girl, sipped the corner of her mouth, and said to the girl who was also full of smiles, "I will succeed." The girl hugged his neck, like a chicken eating rice, and kept nodding.

That day,

I closed my eyes in the fragrance of the sutra hall,

Suddenly I heard the truth in your chant;

That month,

I shake all the warp drums,

Not for salvation,

Just to touch your fingertips;

That year,

Kneeling on the mountain road,

Not for the audience,

Just to stick to your warmth;

That life,

Turning mountains, water and pagodas,

Not to cultivate the next life,

Just to meet you on the way

That month,

I turned all the warp drums lightly,

Not for salvation, just to touch your fingerprint;

That year, I kowtowed and hugged the dust,

Not for worshiping Buddha, but just for your warmth;

In that lifetime, I carefully searched through the hundreds of thousands of mountains.

Not to cultivate the next life, just to meet you on the road...

Maybe, I just want to meet you...

When we are at the end of our lives, even if we light a match, we will be regarded as the sun. Chamberlain cannot refuse San Antonio’s invitation, even if the conditions are very harsh.

The contract was signed quickly, not as complicated as Chamberlain imagined. He had no agent, he had to handle it himself. It was a non-guaranteed contract worth $650,000 a year.

In 2003, the collection of the super platinum generation was completed.
Chapter completed!