"I'll just practice more if I'm freaking terrible!"
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"Kick him out of the palace for me!"
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"Trash, I want you to help me cultivate!"
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"Jie jie jie jie! I need to practice the Dissociation Technique ten more times!!!"
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For three consecutive days, the entire workshop was filled with insane ghostly shrieking, relenting neither day nor night, anytime, anywhere.
If it weren't for the excellent soundproofing, Ji Jue might have been kicked out by Professor Ye a long time ago, or even shot dead by Ye Chun before that.
But how does that saying go?
A roommate's mechanical keyboard sounds like a symphony, and the flipping pages are deafening like construction noise.
Just watching him study to the point of forgetting to eat and sleep made another Ye, who was quite the salted fish, start to feel a bit neurotic.