Phoebe Translation

"I invite you because I'm not used to spending time with Caesar's followers," said Nuo Nuo. "I know that Caesar prepared it well, but it feels strange. All people are invited to just see how cool we are. Still, I have to accept his kindness and keep smiling while his followers wish me happy as Caesar's fiancée. There were no funny ones at the whole party. "   "Fiancée?" Lu Mingfei frozen. The contract sounds so heavy that it slows down his heartbeat.   "It's my birthday today." Silently, Nuo Nuo said casually. But her voice was as light as a wind, which can be ignored easily without notice.   "Happy birthday!" Lu Mingfei blurted out.   Then he stunned. He was completely unprepared.   He remembered that he lined up in the morning and bought a signed CD for Chen Wenwen’s birthday and sent it over. The return was a polite "Thank you" from Chen Wenwen. He was yet still feeling nice and didn'...

The shower curtain hangs on an oval steel frame above the bathtub, with a light blue background and dotted with darker patterns. In fact, Feng Bujue didn't usually use this thing, but he still discovered the unusual of the shower curtain with his excellent memory and keen observation of details.   "The colour and shape of the pattern are different from those of my home..." Feng Bujue murmured and opened the shower curtain to examine it.   But after watching it for a long time, he couldn't see what these patterns represented. Although he discovered that these textures are different from what he remembered, if he couldn't see the hidden hint, he would still not proceed.   "Is the angle of my observation wrong?" Feng Bujue thought while keep checking the shower curtain upside down and placed it in various states. Yet, he still failed.   "Wait... observation angle!" Suddenly, a possibility jumped through his mind.   He immediate...

The black shadow extinguished the Black Widow, pulled the black shotgun out of the back pocket of the motorcycle with a short barrel. This is a very deterrent weapon. The shadow stroked the handle of the gun with a little pride, holding the power of life and death, he had a great sense of glory.   He was in a good position, in a dead corner where no one passes.   He turned on his mobile phone, dialled a number, then received a voicemail message: "No. 13, your target is the Valhalla, use the prepared identity card to pass through the gate, look for the entrance to the central computer room, then listen to the new Instructions. "   He ranked 13 th in the team. The last number didn't sound auspicious but made him feels cool. This is not the first time he has been on a mission, he has always been a very particular person. Everyone in the team will follow different instructions and finally join together to avoid being ambushed.   "Valhalla." No. 13 re...

"Something?" Manstein frowned. "If anything is valuable, there are too many antiques in this college to sell at auction at high prices. In terms of value, everything in the Icebox has unlimited value. What do you mean?"   "Nothing else compared to that, I mean..." Schneider looked Manstein steadily. "The thing our principal brought back from China."   "Our principal was back?" Guderian stunned for a moment, "I have not been informed."   "He didn't tell anyone. But half an hour ago, the helicopter landed in the hangar, and an hour ago, CC1000 put on an extra train that arrived at the station. Only the principal of the college can run extra trains without me." Schneider said, "There is, of course, one of the simplest pieces of evidence that can be found from students' mailbox."   Schneider logged in the student mailbox with "A" access, which contained a mass email:   Dear students,   I'm...

"Hi... Hi there, what's your name?" Asked Lu Mingfei hesitantly.   "Zero." The girl had a slight Russian accent.   "It shouldn't be... Ski something or Na something? Zero is English, right?"   "It's a Russian word, too. It's just 0. I don't have an official name, they gave me the id of 0." The girl said coldly, "You can just call me Zero."   "Zero?" Lu Mingfei wanted to avoid embarrassment, "This song is quite familiar."   "Por Una Cabeza, by Carlos Gardel, the Argentine tango king. Have you seen Scent of a Woman?"   Lu Mingfei shook his head.   "What about Schindler's List?"   "Yes, of course! It won an Oscar!" Lu Mingfei regretted after saying that. If a little Russian queen-like girl whirled into the dance floor to ask him to dance, he should have put on the manner of a Chinese emperor to cope with it. Why did he speak like a vil...