Angie, a talented yet boastful writer has experienced the most painful insult for writers- rejection of her manuscript by a publishing house. 

A strange kid lead her to a bookstore which she has never seen in her life. 

Then Titus, the God of pens and writers gave her an extralimited item that will help her in gaining followers and fame. 
With her awesomeness and power, she will beat everyone and become the best!

[ This I will... I will ... take you (take you). Forever!]

I hum happily in the car, the iconic of my first to-be drama. 

Yuri-noona and I are currently making our way to the broadcasting studio where I have been called to meet.

I really can't believe that I am actually going to have a part in the making of Legacy Brilliant.

While it is definitely not the greatest drama ever made, It was definitely one of my favorites. 

More importantly I'll get to meet, Han Hojoo 'the Smiling angel' and Moon Won, 'the Queen of Melodrama'

I am practically sweating in anticipation of today. 

Originally I didn't watch much TV at all, life was too busy. I mean I had enough time to catch a short music show performance or a chapter of my favorite manga and anime. 

The type of things I could consume quick.

But once I stumbled into the Hallyu rabbit hole, it was a point of no return. 

One day while I was too sick to head into my partime job, I gave EYERIS a watch due to netizen reviews going crazy about Kim Tae. 

Well long story short I ended up watching the entire series over a weekend with little to no sleep. 

Kim Tae, is the prophet who enlightened me of my wrongdoings.

She is, if you will, the direct reason I wanted to be an actor.

Why Instead of aspiring to be a movie star, I wanted to appear on television. 

Korean Television! I fell in love with its pureness. Its ability to drag you out of your world and for a period of 16 weeks become something everyone speaks about around the water cooler or eagerly anticipates.

K-dramas are ...generally.... simple, fun and reality defying.

It usually follows a skeleton more or less like this.

A male meets a female, misunderstandings ensue causing them to dislike one another.

THEN PLOT TWIST, they are forced to interact frequently, as a contract relationship or boss or co-worker.

Various encounters later and they begin to have feelings.

THEN PLOT twist, something comes in between them

Which can be wealth, sickness or ex's.

Some way or another this is resolved with about 5 episodes left

You then get one/two really sappy episodes, which are the best

THEN PLOT TWIST, one of the leads has an accident and loses his memory, someone tries to steal his company, he breaks up with her because his parents were ass h***** to her parents, they could be related. Anyway its a new problem

And in the last episode everything is magically resolved (well at least for the main couple)

Most of the dramas I watched, ended happily. 

I try to avoid sad endings, I mean what's the point? If I want to cry, I can just look at your life.

That aside, Legacy Brilliant is all that wrapped in one, a love story, family wealth and overly dramatic plot twists.
...

As we enter the studio, I'm lead to large conference hall. Where scripts are laid out on the table and Camera's are being set up to capture teaser photos for the production.

It appears that I arrived early, as the only staff present are interns and junior production members. 

No-one with a real-title.
 
Nonetheless, I offer my greetings to all those present. 

Introduce myself to everyone, offering a few exchanges are pleasantries about the weather and life.

One never knows, these junior writers/directors could one day be head writers/directors and by then you'd have to kiss their ass to just land a role. 

Being kind costs you nothing but the return is always abundant. 

Before I take a seat on the chair with my name tag, I take off my coat and drape it over the backrest. 

I pick up the Script and notice that it is personalized with my name written beautifully in the corner under the title of the drama. 

Running my fingers over the hangul (korean alphabet), I feel a little pride well up inside and open the script to begin reviewing the familiar scenes.

As I look for the dialogue of my character, I come across my 'entrance' scene and I can't help but giggle out loud thinking how I will act this out. 

This catches the attention of the room, who look over to see a graceful prince in his element exuding an aura of freshness. 

The female eyes who were plastered on me , ever since I entered can't help but be curious about what scene is bringing me such joy.

For the purpose of context, allow to describe the first introduction I have with the female lead. 

Basically it is the stereotypical cool guy entrance where the camera pans over to me, from out of the shot, with bright lighting and slow motion effects. I then take my sunglasses off and do a hair flick (firstly I'm already in doors why do I still have sunglasses on and secondly am I Justin Bieber? What does the script writer even mean by cool hair flick). 

I then say my name for the audience like a James bond wannabe. 'My name is Joon-se. Park Joon-se' as I introduce myself to the female lead.

It reminds me of that CSI show where the guy takes his sunglasses whenever he makes a discovery and pouts at the camera.

I pretty much act morose for most of the first episode so putting on a bored act, given all the waiting I will probable have to do will come easy. 

I am introduced as the best friend of the Female lead's current 'boyfriend'. I say boyfriend but he only cares for the wealth of the female lead and his character is forgotten about pretty quickly.

Since I'm playing the absolute cool guy! A role I'm especially suited for If you ask me. 

I will make all the hearts of the Korean people tremble in excitement because of Park Joon-se.

I will act this role even better than Bae Bin did. 

Joon-se as a character is the ideal man whom all women would like to marry or date. It will be quite easy to make all girls watching faint from love and addiction.

Even if my screen time may be low, I swear to make the entire country have 2nd Male Lead Syndrome!

Dylan was an ordinary 18 year old with a particular taste for the older girls. What will happen when one day he finds himself in the past possessing a body no longer his own.

Dylan: "Where am I?"

"OMG i'm hot!?"

"Its time to .duh duh duh. Pick up noonas!"

How far will cheesy pickup lines and knowledge of the future take him ? Its anyones guess

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Chapter 109. Meeting with Writer Zhen
"Am I looking fine?"
"Why are you asking me that? I think I should ask you that question."
Ren said as he let out a small laugh as he looked at White bear who was wearing a suit today.
He was really looking cute and round in the suit. It was not everyday that he will wear a suit, so White bear was looking handsome today.
"Well, we are meeting with Well production today. They are a big production house, I can't look shabby in front of them."
"It's not like they will eat you up or something."
"It's not only Well production, there would be Director Jang and Writer Zhen too. I had heard that Director Jang was an amiable person but the same can't be said about Writer Zhen."
"Why? Is Writer Zhen hard to deal with?"
Ren said with a confused expression. The only thing he had heard about Writer Zhen was that he was one of the top writers in the industry who had written many hit movies and dramas.
"Well, he is more resolute, I think. There had been rumours that if he didn't like an actor, he will not let him in his drama. He is really resolute about his work."
"So, it looks like we will have to be on guards against him."
Ren said as he smiled and White bear nodded as he replied.
"Yeah, be careful and respectful towards him."
While talking, Ren and White bear reached the Well production office and they were led to the third floor where the meeting was going to be held.
As soon as they entered the room, all the eyes were on Ren. Many people were staring at him, trying to see through him but Ren just kept his calm as he said.
"Nice to meet you all. My name is Xin Ren."
He was very respectful in his attitude and several people nodded when they saw that.
After some greetings and small talks, the meeting finally started.
"What do Mr. Xin think about our drama?"
The question was asked by a man with brown hair. Ren had already heard about him. He was General Manager Su of Well production.
Besides him were Director Jang who had a rough beard and Writer Zhen who was just staring at Ren since he had entered the room.
There were also some employees who were sitting in the back.
"Well, I think it will be a great drama. I read the script and the detailing was really vivid and since the drama has many charming characters, I think the audience would like it."
Ren answered the question by describing all the good points of the drama he can think of.
He didn't forget to praise the writing and the script and General Manager Su and others were nodding their heads after hearing his answer.
They asked some more questions and Ren answered them to his best ability.
Besides him White bear was smiling and the employees from Well Production were also smiling hearing his answers.
"What will you do if I say that you would be better for the second male lead role instead of the male lead?"
As they were talking, Writer Zhen who was silent till now suddenly asked.
Ren was surprised for a moment but he quickly answered him.
"That would not be a problem at all. I already said that I wanted to do the script because of the characters and I liked all the characters in it. I don't mind playing the second lead role."
"What will you say if I told you to take an audition for the role?"
"That would not be a problem at all."
Ren said confidently. He originally has no problem taking the audition.
In the industry, many top stars would not take auditions for their role and they will play the character without any audition.
Although it was not a good thing, it was already the stereotype for top actors and actresses.
But Ren didn't thought much about the auditions. If Writer Zhen wanted him to take the audition, he was fine with it.
"That's fine then."
Writer Zhen said as he nodded his head and Ren finally got his approval.
After that, there was nothing much left. General Manager Su asked them about the dates and the overseas shooting schedule.
They also talked about the overseas release and the other actors and actresses.
"Our drama has already sold the overseas broadcasting rights to K-net in Korea and Shiba TV in Japan. The drama will release at the same time in China, Korea, Japan, Hong kong and Taiwan."
"That's great."
"Mr. Xin don't have any problem speaking Korean, right as there would be some scenes there."
"No, I had learned Korean. So, I don't think I will have any problems."
Ren had originally leaned Korean and English in his previous life as those days, all the actors and actresses were learning it to gain recognition in the overseas market.
"That's great then. I had heard that «The stars above» was going to be released in Korea. Is it true?"
"Yes, it's true. Actually Arc production had already talked about it with a public network there. They will be broadcasting the drama there soon."
Due to CEO Xu, Arc production CEO Wang was able to contact some Korean broadcasting stations and after they knew about the ratings the drama received in China, they hurriedly approved of it.
«The stars above» will now be broadcasting in Korea starting next month.
It was a hard to believe thing for Ren.
"That's great. I hope our drama can be as successful as «The stars above». We hope Mr. Xin can act like he did in it."
"You don't have to worry about it. I will do my best, General Manager Su."
"Yes, yes, I will take you on it. Let's achieve great ratings with our drama too."
General Manager Su said as he laughed and that's how, Ren was officially cast as the male lead in «Heirs».
{Xin Ren's new drama «Heirs». The young and upcoming star will now play as the male lead in CTS new drama.}
{Will Xin Ren's new drama «Heirs» will able to surpass the record breaking ratings of «The stars above»}
{Xin Ren- A young actor quickly becoming a international star. «The stars above» will now release in Korea.}
{Will Xin Ren win the best debut award in the upcoming award shows? Many people are debating over it online.}
{Xin Ren next drama- A gamble or a right choice? It will all be revealed in the first episode of «Heirs».}
That's how Xin Ren's name was again on the real-time search rankings.


Ren, he was someone with great talent in acting and singing but due to bad luck and some wrong choices, he was only able to become a third rate actor.

After dying in an accident, he noticed that he had returned to the past.

With the help of his talents and the knowledge of future, he started his journey to become the trendiest star of the century.

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Su-hyuk Jang, a producer with five years of experience, clicked his tongue in disapproval the moment he stepped into the meeting room. "Jaehyung!" he yelled, turning towards the youngest producer in the team. "I told you so many times to get this place cleaned up before I get here! It's like a damn barn in here!"
"Oh, another team just got done with their meeting, so..."
"Hey. Kiddo. Didn't I tell you to just get moving and not give me stupid excuses? Getting into weird habits, aren't we?"

Jang raised his hand towards the young producer, who cowered in fear and quickly dropped his head.

"I'm so sorry, sir."
"Get on with it then! Chop chop, get this place cleaned up!"

Jaehyung scurried over to the meeting table, frantically getting rid of all the used cups and stray pens and markers rolling all over the place. As he watched the young man work, Jang muttered to himself, wholly dissatisfied. Such laziness, and from the newbie of all people! How was he supposed to trust this boy with running errands? Huffing and puffing, Jang took his seat at the head of the table, followed by three writers. They each sat in their respective seats, sharing nervous glances between each other.

"A-Anyway, Ms. Kim!" one of the writers spoke up, attempting to lighten the mood. "What happened with that tip from the other day?"
"Nayeon went to check it out. Go on, tell us."

Nayeon promptly arranged some pictures on the table and began to explain.

"Have you all heard about the "reading boy"? He went viral a few months ago, and you can definitely tell why. He has this sort of... other worldly feel to him."
"Hmm. I'm not familiar," said Jang, scratching his head as he scrutinized the pictures.
"Oh, he's so cute!"
"I've seen him!" exclaimed the young producer. "I remember thinking he was really good-looking. Weirdly so, to be honest. Still, you can't stop looking at him."
"Huh. He must be pretty famous, if even Jaehyung knows about him."
"Yes, actually. His pictures were trending on quite a few search engines at the time. Anyway, the tip was about him. Oh, I have a picture from when I went to talk to him!"

Nayeon quickly tapped her tablet screen, searching and searching, as the others continued to admire the pictures on the table.

"Wow, look at him. He seems pretty photogenic, yeah?"
"Definitely. Guaranteed views right there."


Found it! Nayeon held up her tablet triumphantly. "Here! He shot an ad!" The picture on the screen was of a young boy sitting at a desk, intently reading a book. It was an ad for the public library, yes, but a sort of picturesque fantasy feeling emanated from the picture despite the modern props.

"He's a model?"
"Not professionally, but the picture that went viral was taken in this library. So they took this as an opportunity to advertise the public library in time for the fall exhibit, and had him be their model."
"Okay, that's enough backstory." Jang sighed as he waved his hand dismissively. "Tell me about the tip."
"Oh, of course. I spoke with his homeroom teacher first, to confirm the tip, and she claims that he's not like the other kids. All the other teachers know about him, too, so he's pretty well known in school. He's really good at math, and he's started to learn physics. Alone."
"Alone? He's self-taught?"
"Yes. Just like our tip said, he doesn't receive tutoring at school or at the institute. Spends most of his time at the library. I spoke to the institute as well, and apparently he borrows books from the older kids and reads those all day. Of course, no private tutor. The kid confirmed this."
"Reads books, huh...? What about tests?"
"I went ahead with the interview before giving him the test papers, but honestly, it was pretty easy to tell he's different."

With that, Nayeon recalled yesterday's events at Inpyeong Elementary.

****

The two sat across from each other in the counseling room.

"Oh, it's warm here," noted Nayeon. "I'd heard that schools had good air conditioning now, but I didn't think it'd be this good."

Lucid stared at her blankly, which made her laugh a bit. "Don't worry, I'm just talking to myself. Should we start off with some questions? First things first, what's your name?"

He told her.

"Did your parents name you?"
"No. From my understanding, the chairman of the institute I'm staying at came up with it."
"Oh, really? Well. It suits you. Anyway, I heard you like reading. Is that true?"
"Hmm... Yes, I suppose you could say that." Lucid answered rather hesitantly.
"Could you elaborate?"
"I think it's more accurate to say that I like reading books to study."

Had she heard him correctly? She wasn't exactly sure. First of all, where the hell had that answer come from? And second of all...

"I'm sorry, but you are in the first grade, correct?"
"Yes."

That was answer enough, but Nayeon still had to stop herself from asking his age.

"Alright, then. Could you explain the difference to me?"
"I think that reading and reading to study have different objectives. When I first came to school, I read everything I could get my hands on, because I liked to read. I read biographies and textbooks on math, science, grammar. My goal back then was to immerse myself in the books and marvel at the ideas in them. But now, my goal is to study. I'm reading books so I can understand their content and gain more knowledge. So, since there are two different goals, I think they should be seen as two different things."

Nayeon thought (or rather, knew) that further interviewing would be rather pointless. If a first grader was able to convey his thoughts with such eloquence and sound logic, didn't that automatically qualify him as a genius? This wasn't just a tip. This was a huge scoop.

"Well then," she continued, "what books have you been reading recently?"
"Physics, mainly. I'd like to learn more about physical phenomena. But I found out that you need to know a lot of math to understand physics. So I've been reading math books, too, but I'm not that good at it, so the physics books make little sense to me."
"How far along are you with math?"
"Just the four arithmetic equations. I think I understand linear equations well enough."

Was he really a first grader? He sounded more like a middle schooler.

"A first grader who knows linear equations?" Jang asked, interrupting Nayeon's recollection. "Are you sure he's in elementary? Not middle school?"

Nayeon cringed internally at the realization that she and Jang had thought the same thing, but powered through to continue her explanation.

"Yes, sir, yes. Anyway, we don't need to have a long meeting about this. With his looks and his brains, he's going to be a huge hit! I know it."

Jang turned around to look at Wang, one of the writers.

"Do you have a story in mind?"
"First, we need more information on his school life. Or even his life at the institute," Wang answered, twirling a pen between her fingers. "We'll include some more interviews, get his IQ tested, and ask a science high school or even a university to collab and get a professional evaluation. That good?"
"He's even more stunning in person, I guarantee it." Nayeon chimed in. "He doesn't look wholly Korean, but it's not like he looks like a foreigner, either. It's weird, but it works. You take one look and you know he's objectively really good-looking. My point is, the story doesn't matter! His face alone could bring in so many views!"
"Nayeon, sweetie. I admire your confidence, but his face is something the camera crew will take care of. We're writers."
"I'm just saying. There's nothing wrong with having something pretty to look at."

Jang ignored this whole exchange, instead turning to the younger producer to relay directions.
"Jaehyung, get the cameras ready. Ms. Wang, I trust you to come up with a good storyline and a solid schedule. Get back to me with both."
"How long?"
"We're not sure this'll work, so 20 minutes for now."

And with that, the meeting was over. As they left the room, one of the writers, Yunseon Jo, approached Nayeon.

"Was he really all that?" she asked.
"Oh my God!" Nayeon shouted. "You have no idea! Like, so much better than any child actor I've ever seen! I literally had to stop myself from hugging him, it was insane!"
"Look at you. You're totally gone. I saw it coming, with you going on and on about his face instead of focusing on a story. Are you into kids?"
"Hey! That's going way too far! I'm just saying, his face keeps popping up in my head..."

Smack!

A loud noise rang through the hallway as Yunseon slapped Nayeon's arm.
"That! That's going to far! Watch what you say, Nayeon. That's honestly going into lovesickness territory."

Nayeon rubbed her arm gingerly, but still looked like she had more to say. Thankfully, Wang stepped in just in time to stop her.

"That's enough. The producer told you already, but I'll remind you just in case. We're writers. We come up with a story for the program. The camera works on the looks. Or do you want a transfer?"
"Ms. Wang! Aww, that's so mean! I was born to be a writer, you know that!"

Nayeon tried her best to escape her situation, using her status as the youngest writer to act cute and innocent. It didn't exactly work, per se, but Wang still found it endearing enough. She invited her juniors to dinner, and the three took the elevator down.

****


Lucid, having reached middle school level mathematics, had gotten a new idea during class a few days ago and was now attempting a new type of magic. He found that the best thing to come out of this whole "prodigy" ordeal was that none of the teachers scolded him for not paying attention in class.

"Kyung-ho," Hee Yeon warned,"pay attention, sweetie."
"But plaster face...!"

Indeed, "plaster face" wasn't paying attention at all, but before Kyung-ho could point that out, Hee Yeon sighed and warned him again.

"Kyung-ho! You know better than you talk back to your elders, don't you?"
"Yes..." said the boy, his voice barely a whisper.
"I'll let it slide just this once, because I know you're usually a very good students who listens to what 
I say. But it's just this once! Next time I catch you doing something else, you'll have to be punished. Is that clear?"
"Yes..."

Hee Yeon knew that she was being rather unfair, but she pushed her guilt aside. Even during the slight commotion, Lucid appeared to have been lost in his own thoughts, but Hee Yeon was actually quite grateful for this. Though it had only carried on for a short while, the other children all rather enjoyed watching their teacher become increasingly flustered at Lucid's incessant questions. It had been something of a game for them, and they had grown to look forward to Lucid asking questions, going as far as to persuade him to do so.

Thankfully, however, Lucid's interest had shifted to self-study (or so Hee Yeon firmly believed, as she didn't want to think that he was disappointed in her lack of knowledge), meaning he now spent the majority of his time pondering to himself or reading books. This meant that Hee Yeon could finally relax, with no need to be on constant guard for potential questions, and it was also why she left Lucid be in class.

During break, Lucid left the classroom and made his way down to the courtyard, which he had been staring at for the better portion of class. As it was, Myeong-su, from the classroom next door, had also come out to play. As excited as ever, he ran and ran, determined to make the most out of the ten minute break between classes.

"Oh hey, plaster face!" he called. "Aren't you cold?"

While Myeong-su was wearing a thick jacket, Lucid was only wearing a T-shirt.

"Oh, yeah. I'm fine." Lucid grinned.


<Clash (4)> End.

A boy who was living an ordinary life in another world suddenly came to the present world.

Social systems, way of life and morals... They have all changed.

How will the boy try to survive?

What kind of life will the boy live?

A Collaboration Story between two writers. []SinulatNaSalita[] and []UNOU5MYW[]

Inspired from a South Korean Promotional Web Series, 7 First Kisses by Lotte Duty Free Shop.

Don't Plagiarized. Taglish.

MY TWELVE GIRLS IN CHRISTMAS

NICHOLAS FROST

A Workaholic Man. 29 years old. Maraming oras ang kayang igugol pagdating sa trabaho ngunit sa PAG-IBIG wala itong panahon.
Allergic sa tuwing maririnig ang mga katanungan na,

"Kumusta ang Love Life?“

"May dine-date ka na ba?“

"Nasaan ang Girlfriend mo?“

"May asawa at mga anak ka na?“

"Kailan ka mag-aasawa?“

May kasungitan at palaging seryoso kahit sa maliit na bagay. Milagro nang mapapayag na sumama sa mga gimikan o parties kapag may nagyayaya dito. Minsan na rin napagkamalang binabae dahil hindi pa ito nakikita ng ibang tao na may naugnay dito na kahit isang babae.

Pero bakit nga ba?

Bakit hanggang ngayon ay nananatiling single but not ready to mingle?

Mapapanindigan kaya ni Nicholas ang pagiging Loveless?

Ang huwag isama sa Goal's in Life nito ang Finding Love.

Paano na lang kung isang araw ang inakala nito na isa lamang kalokohan ay biglang magkatotoo?

Susunggaban ang pagkakataon?

O kagaya ng madalas nitong gawin.

Ang iwasan ito.

Mayroon lang isang problema? Naku! hindi lang isa kung hindi may dagdag pang labing-isa.

Ano na kaya ang gagawin ng ating bida?



"Will Love find a way into his heart?“

There are two novels world, one is a Xianxia novel another is a Modern action novel. These two novels actually came from the same team of authors. The problem is when they're trying to write a new season for the Modern action drama called "Top Crime Unit" the main character of this novel is leaping into the Xianxia novel through a mysterious loophole and created another storyline.
Zhang Sol-Dan is "Top Crime Unit" the main character in season fourth of the series, while in the last three seasons she was just a supporting role to other characters including her big sister Zhang Sol-Ra who was the lead role for season two. They're bilingual siblings with Chinese x Korean accent characters. During the former seasons, Zhang sol-Dan character has been favored a lot from the reader that they wanted the writer team to make next season for her as the lead role. To satisfy the reader, the writer team with five peoples decided to make her become the female lead of the fourth season.
Meanwhile, Xia Yu-Xian is the lead role of the Xianxia novel called "Reborn as Immortal Heiress", also from that same writer team. The novel is currently halfway of update and is talking about Xia Yu-Xian journey as she was reborn from betrayal and hatred of people around her and then becoming the Immortal Heiress of the world.
While starting to write the "Top Crime Unit" season fourth with just two chapters, the writer suddenly wakeup and found that their two novels have jumbled together, with Zhang Sol-Dan transmigrated into "Reborn as Immortal Heiress" by having the same appearance as Feng Wei-Xi, the villain of the novel and the biggest enemy of Xia Yu-Xian.
With their story trying to have its own storyline, the writers then stop working and just sit still to watch it goes by itself. Well, they're just enjoying it since it's so dame good! 
What will happen to the innocent Zhang Sol-Dan who was already a novel character that accidentally transmigrated?

‘Wait, WHAT just happened to our NOVELS???’

This scream was from the mouth of a chubby man whose eyes are looking at his computer screen with big horror. 
 ‘This is impossible!!’
‘Were you drunk last night?’
Speaks his teammate.
‘No, I’m not!!’
‘Then, was it because our computer got hack?’
………..
Meanwhile, in the novel world…
Zhang Sol-Dan: ‘What just happened to me?’
Also Zhang Sol-Dan: ‘My name is Zhang Sol-Dan!!! Why did you guy keep telling me to accept that I am someone else???’

Xia Yu-Xian: ‘How could a person change so much? Wait... don't tell me that she is also reborn? Then what the point of me being reborn again???’

This will tell the story of an ALREADY a novel character who has transmigrated into another novel and the author team who has no idea of what happened to their novels.

Yenam Noh was an eccentric man. 
Regardless of his way of speaking, he was too much on the defensive. He seemed convinced that anyone who contacted him had the intention of committing a terrorist act against him.
Come to think of it, his actions were understandable to some extent.
He was notorious for posting hate comments on Story Mecca. Lots of writers must have gotten stressed because of him, and some of them might have stopped writing. 
They would obviously bear a grudge against him. 
Some of them might have tried to meet him in person to do physical harm to him.
In such a situation, someone offered to meet him suddenly. In his position, he might misunderstand that someone with malicious intent might try to approach him.
Scratching his head, Hyunwoo said, "I think I have to make him trust me first."
Hyunwoo wrote another message to him.
<Looks like you misunderstood me. 
In fact, I'm a businessman, doing animation business now. 
I'm always thirsting for talented men in the field, so I'm looking for those who can help animation production, in particular. 
I've come to notice you in that process. I think your capabilities will be of great help to my business. I just wanted to meet you to see if you could work with us.
Hope this could clear up your misunderstanding.>
Hyunwoo wanted to praise his ability, but it was risky.
In Hyunwoo's mind, Yenam didn't show his ability not by his own efforts or determination but by some sort of inspiration. His strength was that whenever he noticed a certain work, he would immediately feel drawn to it before he knew. 
In short, instant immersion was his unique strength, but if he began to recognize his strength like that, what will happen? Hyunwoo was concerned that Yenam might not be able to immerse himself like before because he might try to use it to achieve his own purpose. 
Even if I hire him, let me give him an assignment that has nothing to do with Ani & Funny.
Come to think of it, he felt Yenam could work for KOVE DREAM.
KOVE DREAM was always short of hands. There were various types of work, such as manual work at the warehouse or receiving calls inside the office or working on the computer. 
Hyunwoo took out any words related to animation in his second message to Yenam. Instead, he focused on the common taste and preferences that he had with Yenam. Hyunwoo also said he wanted to work with Yenam.
The next morning Hyunwoo stopped by the construction site of the research center.
The farming ground for grasshoppers was completed already. 
His mother Jisook was a meticulous woman. In the past, she farmed grasshoppers in the backyard for a while and found that mass farming created a headache, so she wanted to have a grasshopper farming lot with the proper amount of space. 
The new dormitory for the incoming students was nearing completion, with the ribbon-cutting ceremony due one month later. 
He then headed to the construction site of the new KOVE DREAM warehouse. 
Though the construction started a long time ago, there was still a lot of work to do because they decided to build the research center and the dormitory first. 
As the new warehouse was pretty big, KOVE DREAM staff would not have to worry about the space of the warehouse anymore. 
In the meantime, Hyunwoo kept hiring more people. The male staff already increased to ten, including Hwasik Kang. Hyunwoo hired one more female candidate. 
She had no knowledge of trade, but she was skilled in typing and had a beautiful voice. In short, she was right for the job of receiving calls from customers and checking the stock at the warehouse. 
"So, how do you feel as you have another woman helping you?" said Hyunwoo jokingly, looking at Songjong.
"What's the point of hiring one more? My workloads are increasing so quickly. Why don't you hire two or three if you want to really help me? You're making lots of money but very stingy about hiring, I think," she grumbled. 
Hyunwoo scratched his head at that. Though he felt he took care of her complaint, it seemed he had to do more to help her. 
In fact, there was an increase in the existing workload with the hiring of Hwasik Kang because KOVE DREAM had to handle the business related to customs clearance, which Hyunwoo used to leave to the licensed customs agent. 
Besides, there was an explosive growth in sales, too. At the beginning of the month, he expected a revenue of 1.5 billion won in sales, but now, it was approaching 1.7 billion.
In fact, all the participants of the KOVE DREAM team recorded a sales increase since the trade fair in Seoul recently as the rumor spread that their products were good quality. 
Most of the participating companies saw their sales grow by 50%, and some companies even grew by 200%. For this reason, most of the local Korean companies in Vietnam were anxious to join KOVE DREAM. 
In that respect, Sonjong's complaint made sense. 
Hyunwoo wanted to entrust Sonjong and Juhwan with running KOVE DREAM. The ideal solution would be for Juwan to take care of the warehouse while Sonjong managed the office.
Both of them were very competent to carry out their work. 
Hyunwoo asked Sonjong, "How many more do you need to hire?
"I think we need at least five more. At least, we should not get any complaints from the customers that the line is busy all the time."
"Okay, just hire as many as you want, Sonjong. It's your responsibility to hire them. If you need any further help, just let me know. You can text me if it's urgent."
"Are you sure?" asked Sonjong, as if she was surprised by his ready approval.
"Of course."
"Let me hire them immediately. I'll let you know about the candidates once I pick them up for you to interview."
"You take care of the interview, too. Just assume you're the president of KOVE DREAM and run the office. Would you want to help her, advisor Kang?"
"Sure," replied Mr. Kang, nodding his head.
She tried to get reassurances from Hyunwoo once more by saying,
"Great. Don't blame me later, okay?" 
Hyunwoo also told Juwhan to hire people if he needed to. 
But Juhwan reacted very cautiously, "Phew. How can I…"
But when Hyunwoo delegated authority to him, Juhwan appreciated his sincerity and nodded, "Got it. Will do as instructed."
Leaving the KOVE DREAM office, he stopped by N&C Korea briefly, which he felt was running alright. 
Finally, he headed for the office of Ani & Funny around lunchtime. 
When he entered the office, he received a call from Myunhoon Koh.
As soon as he confirmed the caller's name, Hyunwoo giggled because he knew why Myunghoon called him.
Pretending not to know his intention, however, Hyunwoo asked, "What's up, buddy?"
"Can I report to the office in Ansan starting in July?"
Hyunwoo barely held back laughing to hear that. 
There was only one reason he wanted to go to the trouble of moving to the Ansan office instead of working comfortably at home in Seoul: Yu Zuung whose end of term was in July.
Hyunwoo was a bit concerned about Myunghoo's behavior. He had a secret crush on her, but it seemed she was not interested in him at all as her potential boyfriend. 
"Got it. Let me arrange a seat for you then," said Hyunwoo.
He then thought about which seat Myunghoo would take. Given his affection for her, Hyunwoo might want to have him sit right next to Yu Zuung, but that was not the main reason. In fact, she needed to have a brisk exchange of opinion with him because they both specialized in developing the facial expressions of animation characters. 
Jungah, who seemed to like Myunghoon, was already down in Ansan because her spring semester was over. With the addition of Myunghoon and Yu Zuung to the office, Hyunwoo felt the Ansan office would be full of competent staff. 
When he entered the office, he found the students already gathered in groups, watching the staff installing office equipment here and there. 
Hyunwoo called them to one side, "Hey, come here everybody!"
They rushed to the place where Hyunwoo called them to gather. 
A total of 28 students came today, and they had all quit high school to pursue their dreams of animation. As they made the hard decision, they would have to work hard to achieve their goals. 
Hyunwoo felt their creativity could come out of their actual experiences, and the best experience they could have during school days would be traveling and working at companies as trainees. 
What was more important to them was that they should plan and go through such experiences without anybody's help.
"In that respect, you guys should travel at least two times per month. Divide your teams into four and fix the place and date of your travel. Let me give you financial support, including travel expenses."
The students' eyes opened wider with a big surprise.
Even the mere word 'travel' thrilled them. 
"Got it, sir!" replied they in a loud voice. All of them had a pretty thrilled expression when Hyunwoo mentioned 'travel.'
"Just go ahead and make your own travel teams."
As soon as he said that, they instantly began to form their own teams.
Looking at them with a smile, he went upstairs.
Saying hello to the staff, he sat in his desk and logged in to the computer.
There was a message waiting for him. It was Yenam Noh's message.
He opened the message gladly.
This time, too, his message was disappointing. 
Yenam didn't trust Hyunwoo at all. Yenam thought Hyunwoo lied when he said he was searching for talented animation people and hiring him. 
<If you want to send me this kind of message again, give me specific evidence, not just words. Let me think about your suggestion then. Of course, I know you don't have the ability to show me that.>
Hyunwoo smiled at that.
"It looks like there were lots of writers who bear a grudge against him. That's why you should have thought twice when you posted hate comments, man."
Hyunwoo thought he would have to change Yenam's attitude if the latter decided to join his company, but Hyunwoo's immediate task was to show Yenam the specific evidence. 
Hyunwoo sent him another message just in one line.
<Are you willing to meet me if I show you the evidence?>

Miracles don't come walking your way by themselves.

It is your decisions and will that determine these.

A story of a man who created miracles.

**Munpia Novels**

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The previous chapters were mistakenly released under 《Remember The Name》. It's finally fixed.

Chen Xiaolian had both the Korean loli and the Japanese flight attendant brought outside the airplane.

The little loli could still move by herself. The flight attendant on the other hand could not move even a single step. It was unknown if this was due to fear or if her legs were injured. Back when he was helping the flight attendant out of the airplane, it seemed as though her soft breasts were pressed down onto his shoulders; however, Chen Xiaolian did not give it any thought – matters of life is more important right now! Who would spare a thought to these messy thoughts!

After having moved around more than ten meters of distance away from the airplane, the three of them sat on the ground.

Only after he felt that they were all right did Chen Xiaolian returned to take a look at the airplane.

The body of the airplane was still intact, albeit barely. As for the two wings, they had disappeared. It seemed that it had been broken off.

They were currently in a forest area – judging from the vegetation here… well, truth be told, Chen Xiaolian did not know what to make of them.

He was not an experienced person in the field of wilderness survival. He could not utilize the vegetation to determine where they were and whether this place was a tropical zone or a temperate zone. He was unable to differentiate between those.

The scenery on the other hand, was enough to put any person into shock.

Behind the airplane, a long passage was created through the forest! It seemed that after the plane was forced down, it had ploughed its way through the forest, creating this long passage.

The passage was around a few hundred meters in length and the canopy of trees were either broken or flattened by the airplane.

The airplane’s landing gear was no longer there and the airplane rested on the ground. On both sides, trees were either torn off or blown away…

Chen Xiaolian had seen a lot of disaster films made in Hollywood, where the scenes were filmed using special effects. Before him however was a real scene and not some computer generated image. This reality that was put on full display before Chen Xiaolian had caused him to fall into shock for a few minutes.

…

It seemed that the flight attendant had begun to gradually calm down and was trying to stand up. Fortunately, her legs did not appear to be hurt. The earlier episode must have been due to fear.

The flight attendant leaned upon a tree, watching her surroundings in a helpless and terrified manner. She then started crying with a rather hoarse voice.

“{Help}!”

“Ta_su_ke_te!!”

This time he finally understood. The latter phrase of “tasukete” must be her crying for help, right?

The Korean loli just sat there and cried – considering her age, she was probably less than ten-years-old. For her to only stay seated and cry instead of fainting was probably a feat of strength for her. As for others… probably should not hope too much from her..

Chen Xiaolian took a deep breath and suddenly made the decision to run into the aircraft cabin.

The flight attendant saw him moving and shouted out some words at him, seemingly trying to stop him. However, Chen Xiaolian only waved at her while he continued moving into the aircraft cabin.

A few moments later, Chen Xiaolian emerged from the inside while carrying a box out. After that, he returned inside and carried out another box.

When the flight attendant realized what was going on, she stood there in hesitation for a moment. Finally, she bit her lips, took off her shoes and quickly followed Chen Xiaolian inside barefooted.

They moved out a portion of the food and water within the aircraft cabin.

After that, they moved out some boxes.

Chen Xiaolian retrieved a slightly thick outer sweater and draped it over the little Korean loli before personally pulling up the zipper for her.

The little loli who was sobbing stopped, she raised her head to look at Chen Xiaolian.

“Do not be scared,” Chen Xiaolian whispered. Without caring if she had understood what he said, he turned and ran into the plane again.

His mobile phone had been damaged. Thus, Chen Xiaolian spent a long time within the plane before finally finding another mobile phone. He did not know which passenger had dropped it, however, he was unable to get it to operate. It seemed that the mobile phone had also been damaged…

He angrily cast it aside.

So fragile! If he had known, he would have bought a Nokia!

Behind him, the flight attendant patted Chen Xiaolian. He turned his head around to find the other party handing out a…

Mobile phone.

“Yours?” Chen Xiaolian pointed at her.

While it was uncertain if the flight attendant understood him, she nodded her head. Chen Xiaolian became overjoyed and suddenly started laughing loudly. A feeling of surviving through disaster washed over him, causing him to become overexcited. He could not help himself as he went over and hugged the flight attendant, giving her the thumbs up.

However, a few minutes later…

A pale faced Chen Xiaolian returned the phone back to the flight attendant.

“No… signal.”

All numbers ended up giving the busy tone that signified that the call could not be made, including the Worldwide Relief number 400-888-4099.

The flight attendant panicked. She took the mobile phone and tried dialling a few numbers. After that, her face turned pale; she crouched down with both hands holding her knees and started crying bitterly.

As for Chen Xiaolian, he took a very deep breath, narrowed his eyes and surveyed his surroundings… surveying this… forest.

…

It was getting dark.

Three figures, one male and two females sat around a campfire.

The fire was lit using a cigarette lighter plug. Only these lighters that does not utilize flammable liquid were allowed on the plane. As for the lighter, it was retrieved from a box belonging to one of the passengers.

Using a branch, they lit the fire. After that, all three of them wrapped themselves in blankets.

For food, they had the meals from the plane. Wrapping the food with aluminium foil, they had them lightly heated upon the fire. While it was unappetizing, it was something they could fill their stomachs with. All things considered, now was not the time to pay attention to this matter.

During this time, Chen Xiaolian tried to start a conversation with the other two females.

Unfortunately, the Japanese flight attendant only knew how to speak some simple English. In addition, there was a strong Japanese accent in her English. As for her Chinese, she could probably only say the likes of “hello” and “thank you”.

Chen Xiaolian himself only had an average grasp of English. With the exception of what he had learnt in school, his other exposure to English came from his several years of watching U.S. drama. Simple conversation in English was still possible for him, but in regards to a more complex conversation, things would be hard.

As for the Korean loli…

Chen Xiaolian had been pleasantly surprised to find out that she actually understood Chinese!

However, it only extended towards understanding of Chinese. She had shown that she could somewhat understand his words. However, in the area of conversing in Chinese… she was helpless.

In the middle of the night, the depressive atmosphere became worse as it pressed down on them.

Sometime during the night, an incident occurred that caused Chen Xiaolian’s mind to become excited.

He spotted a plane flying over the skies… its light was flashing at it flew slowly through the night sky.

Naturally, he knew better than to start waving around and shout for help… Considering how far up it was, it would be weird if they could see him!

However…

A faint feeling of comfort inexplicably appeared within Chen Xiaolian’s heart.

It was probably a sense of humour unique to web writers.

There was nothing amiss with the stars and the moon in the night sky. In addition, there was also the plane that had flown by just now… At least now I can be certain that I had not transmigrated over to another world or to an ancient time.

Behind him, the little Korean loli began to cry.

Wrapping herself with the blanket, she curled her tiny body; with tears falling off her eyes, she murmured something in a soft voice.

Chen Xiaolian walked towards her and heard some of what was being said. It seemed that she was crying the words “omma”.

That made sense. For a child so young, wishing for her mother at this point in time was no surprise.

Chen Xiaolian inhaled deeply, then crouched down before patting the little loli on her head. The little loli stopped crying and turned to look at Chen Xiaolian, her big eyes fixed into a blank stare.

“Do not worry, we will be fine,” A smile was etched on Chen Xiaolian’s face. It was both warm and firm – his words were not only meant for her, but also for himself, to strengthen his own belief.

“You will not die, she will not die, and I too will not die! We will survive and return to our homes! I promise! As the only male here, I will protect you… I am still only eighteen-years-old, I will have a great life waiting for me! I have yet to even get a girlfriend! I still have many readers calling me Great God [1]! How could I end up dying in such a terrible place? Do not worry! Oppa will ensure your safety and lead you to your home!”

After saying that, Chen Xiaolian deliberately made a face in front of the little girl. He then shouted out the few Korean words he had learnt by watching Korean variety shows: “Fighting!!”

The flight attendant who was just beside seemed to have been affected by his final words. She smiled, then raised a balled up fist while facing Chen Xiaolian and shouted out. “Ganbatte!”

Well, he could at least understand that phrase.

Chen Xiaolian smiled at her, then turned to observe the dark forest. The smile on his face gradually faded as his eyes turned solemn.

… That night, the little loli and the flight attendant could not hold on and fell asleep. Only Chen Xiaolian did not sleep for the night. It was not due to a sense of responsibility, but because he simply could not fall asleep.

During the break of dawn, Chen Xiaolian woke up the two females, pulling up the Korean loli first.

“Stay here and do not go anywhere, I will go find help! Wait for me. Do not leave this place!”

After thinking about it, Chen Xiaolian used a very simple English phrase to converse with the Japanese flight attendant.

“{Stay_here. Do_not_move! I’m_looking_for_help! I_will_be_back!! Trust_me!!}”

There was naturally some error there, but he could not care about that. As long as the meaning could be understood, that would be fine.

Also… Damn it! This is not a test!

Chen Xiaolian searched for a fairly durable wooden stick to be used as a weapon. Then, he tied his shoelaces, took two bottles of mineral water and stuffed them into his pocket before walking off.


We attend school, find love, work, buy a house, pay our housing loans, insert weird faces in WeChat, watch movies… do any of you find anything amiss? One day, a group of strange people entered this world, equipped in strange clothing and possessing extraordinary powers, cold-blooded killers! They call themselves [Players]. 

Wait! Wait! You people want to kill me? You say I am NPC (Non Playable Character)? Stop joking around! You crazy bastards! I will fight you to the death! I will survive!

NPC beating up Players! Original residents beating up Transmigrants!

My world, my rules! What makes you think you bastards can come over and boss us around?

Treading the path of the strongest saviour in history, one destined to be filled with excitement!

…

Chen Xiaolian: From today onwards, an organization whose sole purpose is to oppose those bastards is established! Our guild shall be named… Player Thwarting Alliance!

Guild Member: Leader, this name, if we are to say it out, I fear we will be beaten up… 

With a wave of tremble, the Wuling Hong Guang drove up to the sidewalk and stopped in front of the pet shop.
The door opened and Zhang Zian got off the car.　　
The chic ladies glanced at him while they passed by, then covered their noses in disgust and kept a distance from his car.　　
Despite the fact that he didn't specialize in the seafood business, he drove to the beach each day, and often took rare marine creatures, such as fish, shrimp, and crabs, back. He could not wash the containers in the car everyday, so after some time, the car inevitably smelled like fish.　　
Wang Qian and Li Kun greeted him, and carried the new marine creatures into the aquarium. They sorted them and put them into different quarantine tanks so that they could adapt to the new environment.　　
Zhang Zian walked into the shop. The cleaning job was almost done, so he didn't have much to do. He took the underwater loudspeaker battery upstairs to charge.　　
He met Old Time Tea on the stairs. He hinted Old Time Tea and asked gently, "How is it?"　　
Old Time Tea smiled gently. "Everything is under your expectations."　　
The man and the cat looked at each other and smiled.　　
"Quack! What are you talking about in secret? What are you hiding from me?" Richard had sharply sensed the unusual atmosphere while it flew by. 　　
"Right. We are discussing you behind your back––specifically plucking your feather and making you into a stew," Zhang Zian threatened. "After you become stew, the world will be quiet."　　
"Quack! My meat is old and dry––it wouldn't taste good in a stew. I suggest you pick another bird!" Richard flew away quickly.　　
Old Time Tea walked downstairs slowly for the television, while Zhang Zian headed upstairs to wash his hands. They carried a fishy smell after they were soaked in the sea. He could still feel some fine, sea salt granules after his hands were dry. 　　
As soon as he entered the bathroom, he saw Sihwa hide something in a hurry.　　
He pretended not to see it. After turning on the tap, he asked, "Why aren't you broadcasting today?"　　
Sihwa was angry and humiliated after hearing his question. "Today… I'm not in the mood today! I don't want to broadcast!"　　
"Okay. It's nice to take a day off sometimes." Zhang Zian wiped his hands, then left the bathroom.　　
"Wait a moment!" Sihwa shouted behind him.　　
"What is it?" Zhang Zian stopped.　　
"Emm… This… Emm… That…" she stuttered. Her pale face turned red because she needed his help. After stammering for a long time, she took out a book from under a towel. "I can't read. What can I do?" she asked, troubled. "I know a few Korean words, but not any Chinese words…"　　
She could play with the phone, as the phone functions were simple––as long as she remembered the icons. She could make guesses on others, or ask Zhang Zian if it was too hard to guess. However, reading a book full of Chinese characters was mission impossible to her.　　
In fact, she had learned a few Chinese words since she had arrived in China. But she had learned them mechanically; she didn't have any formal, systemic teaching.
"You must be laughing at me, aren't you? You absolutely are!" She pointed at his face in fury before Zhang Zian had even said anything. She was almost embarrassed to tears.
"I'm not laughing at you. It's normal to be illiterate. Nobody is born literate." Zhang Zian shrugged. "Otherwise, they'd be a freak."　　
After hearing his words, Sihwa's mood calmed down a little.　　
"Well… Is there anything you can do to make me literate?" she asked, lowering her head.　　
"Yes. Lend me your phone for a moment." Zhang Zian took her phone and downloaded a few early childhood education apps from the app store. They were all basic-level, but entertaining word learning apps nonetheless; he started with Pinyin, which had real people's voices. The apps were already quite developed, and the functions were complete.　　
He compared a few quickly, then left the most user-friendly one and deleted the rest.　
"Here you are. Follow this. You'll learn them soon." He gave the phone back to her.　　
"Wow! So childish!" She complained as soon as she saw the interface for young kids. "Are there any long-legged Oppas or big-boobed girls teaching the lessons?"　　
"Save it. I'd love to learn if these teachings existed!" Zhang Zian took up her book and flipped through it. The book from Old Time Tea was not suitable.　　
He returned the book to Pi, then found a few fairy tale books with pictures from his childhood book collection. Each character was marked with a Pinyin illustration.　　
"After you learn Pinyin, you can read these books. Just learn the words while reading the stories." He piled the books on the bathroom closet. "Oh, right––books are not waterproof. Dry your hands before you read them. These are books from my childhood. Most of them can't even be found these days."　　
"Books from your childhood?" Sihwa seemed skeptical. "Could there be… Any dirty content in them?"　　
"These are all fairy tales, okay?" Zhang Zian said with frustration. "What kind of person do you think I am? These are the books I read at the age of five or six. What kind of dirty content can there be?"　　
"Fairy tale books? I'm not interested… too childish." She shook her hands. "Let's get something dirty!"　　
Did this fish get contaminated by that bird? What was in her head all day?　　
"You are wrong. In fact, fairy tales are not necessarily childish," Zhang Zian said. "Even adults could interpret content differently sometimes."　　
"What do you mean? I don't understand." Sihwa grew slightly interested.　　
Zhang Zian thought about it, then made an example she could understand. "In fairy tales, you often read stories of Cinderella meeting the prince…"　　
"I know this! It happens a lot in Korean dramas, too!" Sihwa suddenly turned excited, as if she finally found someone with the same interests as her.　　
"Yes, right. That's why people often call Korean dramas 'fairy tales for adults.'" Zhang Zian suddenly changed his tone. "But have you ever given thought to the fact that, in the end of fairy tales and Korean dramas, the story stops where Cinderella marries the prince?"　　
She nodded in agreement.　　
"What about the story after?" Zhang Zian continued to ask.　　
"What story after? It's over!" She didn't understand.　　
"I mean, two people from completely different worlds… Are they really happy after marriage? The prince and Cinderella had completely different educations, family backgrounds, and growing experiences. After marrying the prince, Cinderella must have faced a truckload of royal relatives. Did they really respect and accept her? Did love really defeat all the challenges? Even if it did for a while, what happens after the passion dies out?"　　
Zhang Zian's series of questions made Sihwa astonished.　　
"The boring, everyday life of the world after marriage is never mentioned in fairy tales, nor in Korean dramas. They always end with the line that Cinderella and the prince lived happily ever after. Although they didn't mention this, you can try to imagine, then tell your audience about your thoughts in the live broadcast. Isn't this great?"　　
Sihwa was drawn in gradually. In the past, she had never used her brain to watch dramas. She either laughed or cried as the story went along. She had never thought about the questions Zhang Zian had brought up.　　
"Would the audience like to hear this?" she asked.　　
"Of course," Zhang Zian said in certainty. "You can also try to make up sequels to fairy tales and tell everyone. You have such lovely voice. I'm sure people will like it."　　
"Really? I have lovely voice?" Her confidence was already shaken from one blow after another. She was no longer as arrogant as before. 　　
"It's absolutely lovely. I'm not joking. If you don't believe me, ask the other elfins," he said, suddenly feeling that his words might have been too mean in the past. 　　
"Oh… okay. But don't lie to me…" she mumbled gently as she picked up the fairy tale books.　　
"What are these?" She browsed through the covers one by one.　　
"They are all classic fairy tales written by great writers all over the world, such as fairy tales by the Brothers Grimm, fairy tales by Hans Christian Andersen, Aesop's Fables, One Thousand and One Nights, Zhang Yuanjie's Fairy Tale Collection, etc. They'll last quite a while," Zhang Zian said, introducing them one by one.　　
"Oh." Her eyes glided through the colorful and entertaining covers. She saw a prince with a sword on a white horse, a grey wolf wearing a pajama hat, a little girl with a match stick in a snowy night, a tin man with big belly, a little duckling staring at the sky, a fox with a broken tail, an ugly toad, a mouse driving a tank… She also saw a little mermaid sitting on a rock, overlooking the sea. 　　
For some reason, the figure seemed so lonely.　　
Under an unrecognizable impulse, she opened up one of the books, even though she didn't know a single character in it.　　
"I can't read it…" she said in disappointment.　　
"It's fine. You'll understand it once you learn the characters." Zhang Zian encouraged her. "Be patient! These fairy tales may seem childish, but in fact, you can find non-childish stuff in it. As long as you read them with your whole heart, you'll surely discover something different… Then, you can share your thoughts boldly with your broadcast audience."　　
"Okay. Let me try." Sihwa looked at the fairy tale covers again. She was more eager to learn now than ever before.　　
She wanted to be able to read the fairy tales. She wanted to do what Zhang Zian described––to write sequels for the finished fairy tales. She was the only one who could do it, and who was qualified to do it.　　
She picked up her phone and entered the child education app, imitating the mouth and sound movements against the image on the screen.　　
"A… A… Bo… Bo… Ci… Ci… De… De…" she read off while peeping at Zhang Zian's facial expressions; she wanted to confirm that he was not laughing at her. She then continued reading boldly.　　
"It's fine. You can read loudly. Raise your head and straighten your back. Read every word boldly," Zhang Zian encouraged her.　　
"A… A… Bo… Bo… Ci… Ci… De… De…" she read even louder, like a baby learning to talk.　　


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