Return Of The Supreme Beast Tamer - Chapter 111: Why Me? Again?!!

As a member of the popular combination, the famous traffic in the entertainment circle, Xiaosu Luosu, girlfriend powder, sister powder, and pro-mother powder all over the entertainment circle, is the only one who has a delicate body and has no acting skills in the north and south of the river.

However, who can think of it from the best idol to the unpopular star that nobody cares about overnight.

However, Luo Su, who was born again, found that Ji Yunshen, a film singer who studied the acting skills, was known as the ‘old play bone’, had a soft spot for him.

The prestigious director’s character is so strange and odd, but he is addicted to him.

The fervent little boy who is very popular is hot on his search.

The paparazzi who mastered the direction of the entertainment circle became his ‘dog leg’.

However, all this is no match –

The film emperor actually became his value powder.

Luo Su: This is impossible, the cold movie king can not be so superficial!

Shadow Emperor: I am actually a face value party.

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Kurono Maou is a high school student who is sensitive of his sharp eyes and bad expression. No girlfriend but gifted with friends in his own way, he had been living a peaceful life.

A young man dies and is transported all the way back into Ancient Sparta. Underneath all the bravado is a now failing nation after over extension from the Peloponnesian war against Athens. Will the man save Sparta and forge it in his desired image? Or will Persia, Athens, and other city-states or empires crush them!Contains portrayals of real life leading figures and gets to the nitty gritty of the often disgusting and disturbing life's people suffered through in Ancient Greece.Expect a new chapter a few times a week. Total world count 30,000

Hello, everyone. My name is Shen JianGuo. I’m a night school teacher. I mainly teach the subjects of (Marxist) philosophy and ethics. I occasionally review new policies and measures for the students. I never see my colleagues and students during the day. The training institute classrooms are all abandoned schools, hospitals, or houses. The bus number is 444 and it always appears in front of my door at 12 midnight and disappears before 5am.

What? You say I met a ghost? Impossible. As a staunch scientific materialist, I don’t believe ghosts exist in this world.

But recently I’ve had an issue to raise. Can the training institute bring the class time up a little bit? Wouldn’t it be good to start around 8pm? Though I fear nothing on earth or in the heavens, I’m afraid of going bald.

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