Wyatt a young boy of 16, well built muscular body, nice hair which he changes its color steady you will never know the color of his, got dark brown eye contact, red lips, just call it a sexy looking guy lived with his rich granny who provided all he needed ever since his parents went to rest (die) which made him spoilt.

 Wyatt's grand mom Mrs cressida owns one of the richest schools in new York, Mrs cressida is a retired teacher.

 Mrs cressida made a decision of registering her grand son Wyatt in her school ROSEY GOLD HIGH, she never liked the fact that her grand son was far from her in a boarding school and she was damn tired of reports from the school authority about her grand son molesting girls.

 Alizeh is a young pretty average height girl of 15 with a shinny brown hair, brown eyes, pink lips, neatly curved hips and nice butt.

 Alizeh lives with her rich parents and lived comfortably but alizeh never showed off, you could only see richness in her crazy dress sense, her looks and the way she styles her hair.

 Alizeh attends Rosey gold high and she never had a friend if not lux her only friend who understands her mode, alizeh is a very calm girl but strict and mean.

 Alizeh having only one friend and talks to no one never stopped her from having an enemy.

 Cyrus the head of the red lipstick girls never stopped making alizeh's life miserable, because she thinks her eagle and pride will fade because of her, not until Wyatt as every girls prince charming came.

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A Strange Ghostly Tale Of Slippery Jake The Regency Rake. 
Outline

This story is based in a London Pub from a few years ago. Slippery Jake returns to haunt the Bull Public House.
He is not your usual ghost by any means. He can be very ruthless but he is also very protective towards the pub.
His is a journey of redemption for the heinous he has committed.

ROMANCE IN THE O.R 

SYNOPSIS 

Alexander Sanchez is a Neurosurgeon that works at the National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery, London
He is ranked among the best Neurosurgeons in the country
He is handsome, skilled ambitious and aims at being the World's best Neurosurgeon. 

He has a mysterious past he is yet to understand and unknown to the world, Alex has a medical condition, essential tremor, a nervous system disorder that causes rythmic shaking of the hand, head, voice, arms or legs

Ryan Wilson is also a Neurosurgeon whose skills is also rated among the best in the country
He works at the best Private Hospital in London owned by his family, he is as greedy as anyone can be. 

He comes from a family who has a long line of amazing doctors and his father expects him to make him proud by being the world's best Neurosurgeon. 

Jasmine Wright is a simple but brilliant girl, she graduated as the best student from National University, London as a Surgical Technologist. 

She got hired as an assistant surgeon at the National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery. 

What happens when Jasmine gets entangled in Alex and Ryan power tussle to become the world's best Neurosurgeon

ROMANCE IN THE O.R 

SYNOPSIS 

Alexander Sanchez is a Neurosurgeon and works at the National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery, London
He is ranked among the best Neurosurgeons in the country. 
He is handsome, skilled ambitious and aims at being the World's best Neurosurgeon. 

He has a mysterious past he is yet to understand and unknown to the world, Alex has a medical condition, essential tremor, a nervous system disorder that causes rythmic shaking of the hand, head, voice, arms or legs. 

Ryan Wilson is also a Neurosurgeon whose skills is also rated among the best in the country
He works at the best Private Hospital in London owned by his family, he is as greedy as anyone can be. 

He comes from a family with a long line of amazing doctors and his father expects him to make him proud by being the world's best Neurosurgeon. 

Jasmine Wright is a simple but brilliant girl, she graduated as the best student from National University, London as a Surgical Technologist. 

She got hired as an assistant surgeon at the National Hospital for Neurology and Neurosurgery. 

What happens when Jasmine gets entangled in Alex and Ryan power tussle to become the world's best Neurosurgeon along with the dark past, old secrets and personal grudges surrounding the famous doctor.
Is love worth fighting for?

This book is inspired be the V.C. Andrews Gothic Horror/Romance Novels.



As the gray morning light filtered through the window, Haven stirred when Logan kissed her forehead. Murmuring against his hard, warm, welcoming chest, she refused to open her eyes. She didn't want to wake up. Real life couldn't possibly compare to the dream she'd experienced over the last four hours. 
"She ran away." His deep voice startled her, his words even more so.
She opened her eyes to stare dumbfounded into his face. "What do you mean, she ran away?"
"They found her a week later." He paused. She waited, her breath lodged like granite boulders in her throat. 
"Investigators believe that in her hurry to escape justice, her carriage overturned. She was pinned beneath and crushed to death, her pretty hair and face were soaked in mud and fetid ditch water." 
Haven gasped. "Oh my God. That's how she died. Oh, Logan. I'm so sorry." 
After a long period of silence and steady breathing, she lifted her head and smiled. He'd fallen asleep again, curled into her, his long, thickly muscled thigh laying over hers, his well-toned and strong arm draped possessively over her breasts, his head nuzzled into the crook of her neck. She could lay there forever, warm, well pleasured, and in the embrace of someone with whom she felt adored, protected...loved?
She knew their little bubble of unbelievable intimacy would burst with the first stirrings of the household, so she peeled away from his side, and began the annoying but necessary task of dressing. 
She turned to murmur her goodbyes to her slumbering lover, and caught sight of him lying on his back. Her heart heaved from her chest. His tight, muscular arms were stretched over his head. He was relaxed and still drop dead gorgeous in his sleep. He looked like every woman's fantasy come to life, and she'd just spent the best night of her life with him. Tiptoeing to the edge of the bed, she leaned over and kissed the tip of his nose. He stirred only enough to let the sheet hovering over his chest slide to the juncture of hard muscle right above his groin. Dear Heaven, even in sleep he was a tease.
What am I going to do with this man? 
Choking back a wave of emotion, she fought the urge to lie down beside him again. It felt right to lie next to him, beneath the weight and strength of his body. If she allowed herself to care for the stuffy, duty bound duke, she'd still have a protective wall around her heart. But if she allowed herself to care for the vulnerable yet deeply honorable man who'd known betrayal and tragedy, she'd be lost. Shattered. Never to be whole again.
Sighing deeply, she walked to the door, turned the lock, and pushed down on the latch. After checking to make sure he hadn't woken, she slipped from the room, pulling the door shut behind her.
She leaned back against the wall. Sure, she could walk away and close the door on him and the events of the past evening, but she didn't know if she'd have the strength to shut the door again. Forever. Not when everything she ever wanted was on the other side.
***
The next morning, Millie informed Haven they'd be taking lunch with Lady Bleydon at her home. Haven was filled with a mix of emotions: anxiety, excitement, fear, and a heaping helping of depression as she continued to mull over what Perez said to her. It gave her pause, made her angry, sad, and more determined than ever to get home. She had to prove him wrong-her life in 2013 was just getting good. The idea of living the rest of her life in 1817 wasn't even an option.
Right? 
The mind-altering sex she'd had with Logan shouldn't be the only reason to stay here. Yes, the sex was explosive and amazing, but what if all they had was sex? That wasn't enough to keep a relationship together. Even if she did have feelings for him, which were scary enough, she was sick and tired of being the only one in the relationship who'd invested more than their genitals. What would happen if the blazingly good sex fizzled? She couldn't give up her life in 2013 for intimacy with Logan in 1817. 
Could she? 
Her still deliciously sore body said, Hell yes! But her brain and her experiences with men said, You've lost your damn mind. Her heart? Well, it still beat erratically from the orgasms. It didn't have the energy to weigh in, but she knew it would side with her body in a second. It terrified her. She wanted to keep her heart out of it so when Perez finally sent her home, it wouldn't hurt when the time tunnel closed, effectively sealing away 1817, leaving Logan and a piece of her soul behind her.
It all seemed straight forward, but when she dwelt on what she'd experienced yesterday, the amazing sex and blissful intimate hours afterward, the teasing, the laughter, and the open and vulnerable duke, she wondered if a life with him was possible. Could she forget about everything she left behind, and build a real future with him?
Despite the petrifying uncertainty, and her total lack of breeding or knowledge of how to live in Regency England, she wanted to believe she could be happy with him.
As the carriage rolled to a stop outside the large, white stone mansion, she craned her neck to take it in. It was a square building, lovingly hugged by long, branching ivy adorned with vivid orange and purple blooms. Before anyone could move for the carriage door, two well-dressed men emerged from a set of large, dark wood double doors. The footmen had the carriage steps down, the door open, and the women safely on the ground in the blink of an eye. 
She gasped. 
With an unobstructed view, the building looked square from the driveway, but in truth, it had two wings flaring out from the main block of the house, each one in an opposite direction. Verdant green lawns, well-kept gardens, and plants in full bloom surrounded the enormous mansion. The estate could easily be the backdrop of a popular BBC drama.
According to Millie, Hughgate Hall was built in the late 1600s, but had undergone extensive renovations over the last two decades. Fires and age had damaged several of the rooms in the east wing, but the entire structure looked brand new.
After following Millie up the grand stone stairs to the front doors, Haven hesitated in the entranceway.
The entrance hall was three stories high with four pillars holding the massive hand painted, gold leafed ceiling in place. Not to be outdone by the opulence of the ceiling, the floor boasted intricately designed and inlaid mosaics depicting God reaching down from the heavens to touch the face of a ginger-haired cherub. A Hughes ancestor? Haven continued further into the hall, and gasped at the dual grand staircases that rose from the ground floor to the landing where a railing crafted from wrought iron, gold, and ebony graced the vaulted room like a crown. 
Millie glided to her side, and leaned in. "Best close your mouth lest you gather bees," she whispered. Though laced with humor, her comment carried a note of censure.
Act like a lady, not a yokel.
She clamped her mouth shut and turned in time to see a footman emerge from the shadows. Bowing gracefully, he escorted them up the staircase to the drawing room where Lady Bleydon, Miss Hughes, and Divinia Kroger waited. She entered, her muscles tensed, and her heart rate quickened. Glancing about, she couldn't find a viable reason to be wary. Then she caught sight of Divinia on the settee beside the tea tray. Beautifully dressed and as poised as ever, Divinia Kroger's expression was one of calm, cool, deliberate threat.
Making the expected small talk was easy, a few words about the weather, a mention of visiting London to sightsee, and a promise to answer more of Miss Hughes' questions. A footman announced lunch, and she followed Millie into the dining room and, like a good little nineteenth century lady, sat where indicated.
Lunch was as she expected-lots of little dishes that looked delicious, but tasted like nothing. As a woman from the twenty-first century she had to admit, compared to meals she'd eaten in 1817, foods and beverages from the future were over seasoned, over salted, and dripping in grease, but she liked it that way. She smiled, and feigned delight, giving the impression that each dish was better than the last. Her smile almost faltered when she battled back the grumbling pain in her belly. Hunger gnawed at her, but the thought of putting more cold soup and nearly inedible boiled vegetation into her mouth made her stomach clam up in fear.
A footman removed the last of the dishes, and Lady Bleydon invited them to take a stroll through the gardens. Hughgate Hall was known throughout Cambridgeshire for its extensive and well-tended floral terraces-at least that's what Lady Bleydon said. 
They were magnificent. She couldn't believe so many plants could fit into such tight boxes, and still look natural. The fragrant bushes, the vibrant flowers, and the winding pathways enchanted her.
With the tour of the gardens complete, Miss Hughes made her excuses; she had a charity meeting to attend. Lady Bleydon, Millie, Divinia, and Haven sat down to tea and surprisingly delicious cookies. They tasted like roses and mint, which was a strange combination by twenty-first century standards, but it worked in 1817.
As the two elder women talked, Haven's mind wandered. Could she spend the rest of her life having pleasant tea in amazing gardens, dining with men and women of history, learning first-hand about the regency era she'd read about in the romance novels, spending time with, and making love to a man who had gotten under her skin?
Could she give up her chance to go back home? 
"You seem to be enjoying yourself, Miss Edwards." Divinia Kroger's heavily accented voice pierced her bubble, bringing her crashing to where she sat on the chaise.
Her toes curled inside her slippers. "Yes, I am having a great time, thank you." What else could she say? She didn't want to talk to the woman, but she couldn't ignore her. "It's a lovely house." Her face tightened behind her forced smile.
"Yes." Divinia's gaze was warm, which unsurprisingly, wasn't a natural look for her. What was she up to? 
Haven's body tensed and she bit back an irritated groan.
"Are you enjoying your family visit?" A simple enough question. It couldn't possibly lead to barbed words. 
"Yes." Her short answer carried wary weight.
Okay...She probed her brain for careful words.
"How long do you and your brother plan to stay?" Another simple question, but she cared about the answer.
"We haven't decided. When we first arrived, we planned to stay only through the Season, but with the Season ending, we may stay on. Aunt Melisande is renowned for her country parties."
Glancing over at the pinch-faced woman chatting with Millie, Haven thought the statement dubious.
"I bet she does." Tired of the pleasant words with heavy undertones, she took a risk. "Are you and your brother close?"
At the mention of her twin, Divinia's expression changed. An invisible shield dropped over her gaze, and she clinched her jaw. 
"Yes, of course, we are twins after all." Her lips pressed together in a sneer.
"So you would know if he had a problem with me, if something about me bothered him."
She laughed. "My brother is bothered by many things, but you are not one of them. He likes you." A glint of something insidious flashed in the other woman's eyes, and Haven immediately raised her guard. She was hiding something, but she didn't have a clue what it could be




Author:
Jackson D'Lynne is the pseudonym for a hardworking wife and mother of four, transplanted from California and now stuck in small town Pennsylvania. Always an avid reader, she's been devouring books since middle school. Nowadays, when she's not reading, she's writing sweet historical romance as Lynn Winchester, sexy historical romance as Rosamund Winchester, and sexy contemporary romance as Eve Black. Basically, she writes whatever her muse commands.

The Diva and the Duke


Haven Edwards is a 21st century diva with an "exotic" career. Wanting nothing more than to move past her ugly divorce, she attends an adults only Carnal-val where she's compelled to steal a strangely glowing pocket watch. Overcome with its power, she winds it and thrown back in time to 1817 where she crashes into the life of the very proper, very sexy, Logan Dunham. A duke with a deep distrust of beautiful women, Logan can't understand his staggering desire for the woman with the quick wit, and jade green eyes--the woman who haunted his dreams long before they met.

Haven is determined to find a way home, but she can't shake her hunger for the dark, brooding duke. He's a duke, he's out of her league, right? So why does her heart beat a little faster whenever he is near? Why does her mind conjure images of happily ever after?

One touch, and they are consumed by their desire. But before they can untangle their feelings for one another, a sociopath with a god complex and a knife fetish sets his evil intents on Haven. In order to save her life, Logan must destroy the demons of his past, and learn to trust a power he doesn't understand. What happens when he arrives too late? Will the time-swept diva be lost forever, or will the diva get her duke?


The Rancher and the Renegade

When a heartbreaking tragedy rips undercover DEA agent Marisol Sanchez’s life apart she has nothing and no one left. With the cold steel of a Glock 21 in her mouth, she’s resigned to taking her own life. Before she can pull the trigger, a strange power interferes, compelling her to wind a mysterious golden pocket watch—a watch that propels her backward through time to 1856 Texas.

Harvard lawyer turned cattle rancher Tyrence Barrett is in a battle he can’t win as desperados raid the settlements along the creek, burning and murdering their way through the land. On a routine inspection of his property, Ty stumbles upon a beautiful migrant woman who seems out of place, completely irresistible, and strangely compelling…

When evil threatens to destroy the ranch, Mari must use her wits and determination to help beat back the raiders. With Ty by her side, Mari must learn to forgive herself, rely on the strength of others, and to love despite the overwhelming fear of loss.

Can a displaced renegade help a Lone Star rancher defend his home against an encroaching evil? Will the time lost Mari give in to the desperate sorrow devouring her heart? Or will Ty show her that a rancher and a renegade can find love and a happily ever after?

It's me again, Lemon Grenade. After creating the story Reincarnated into a Shingle Sea Urchin, I realized how fast I did things and how I didn't put much effort into the story. I've spent my time thoughtfully contemplating on how to improve myself this year before I came up with a new story.

I originally promised another story that involved aliens and game elements, but I got extremely lazy during that time and temporarily gave up. But I've been working on others in secret during my silence. This time I came up with one that's unique and something I'm willing to invest more time in compared to my first one which was a prototype.

This time I won't try to speed run things. I'll try to put effort into the storyline and plot. I'll try to personalize characters and put effort into them. Unlike the first time, I have a relatively good path that I plan on following. Yes, I said that for my first novel, but complications rose so I ended it prematurely.

But I won't start releasing chapters for a while. If I do, the pressure will bring up my habit of speed running things. Once I've completed a portion of it that I've deemed satisfactory, I'll start releasing chapters.

PLEASE READ (But please don't be offended with my passionate rant)
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I have reasons as to why I chose the main character to be a female.
The first reason is because I feel more enthusiastic when the character I'm imagining is female.

The second reason is because I'm tired of almost all the female Wuxia/Xianxia novels that I manage to find and read. It's very hard (and rare) to find a legit cultivation novel with a female protagonist that cultivates seriously.
Almost all female cultivation novels have a main male character that goes after them. It results in a lot of romance and little cultivation. The same could be said to multiple male characters going after the single female protagonist. It just results in too much comedy and romance, with little cultivation time taken seriously.

Examples would be Genius Doctor: Black Belly Miss and The Demonic King Chases His Wife. Although I've read the first to 300 and the second to 500, which isn't the whole, I stopped because of the romance. Although yes, there was a period of time where they separated, but even then, cultivation wasn't really taken seriously. 
(Correct me if this changes past what I've read. I'm kinda judging, but what I've said is mostly true for what I've read so far. So you can't blame me)

The ones that I can really appreciate are Kumo Desu Ga, Nani Ka? and The Good-For-Nothing Seventh Young Lady.
The first one has almost no romance with the female character and is all about evolving to become stronger in order to survive. 
The second does have multiple males going after her, but she takes cultivation very seriously and puts in effort to cultivate. If not, she's usually doing important business stuff or figuring out problems. She's not even in love with any of the male throughout the entire story, only friendship. It's extremely slow romance as she slowly falls for a guy that only has a soul, but has a personality that I like very much.

You can find plenty of male cultivation novels, and a lot of them are famous. Almost all of them seriously focus on cultivation; pursuing the Dao with not a lot of romance. Even the ones with female leads still do cultivation seriously even if the male protagonist falls in love.

But NO! When it's a female, the cold and dark world of cultivation suddenly becomes all happy and vibrant! It's all about the male guy! Yes, I have seen darkness and coldness in female cultivation novels like the ones above, but definitely not as much as one with a male MC. It's like the whole world has to be nicer just because the MC is a girl!

For male MC's, most of them struggle to the top. They have to work their way to advance by slaughtering enemies and using them as stepping stones in pursuit of the great Dao. They always severely injure themselves while approaching the brink of death just to survive. There's always gore, evil, and darkness that the MC has to traverse through while maintaining their sanity.

But NO! It's different for a female MC! They do struggle, but definitely not as much. Enemies are slaughtered and used as stepping stones, but I've never seen a female have a Dao they want to pursue. Yes they injure themselves, but definitely not as bloody and gory. Life or death situations are way less compared to the latter. Things are seemingly brighter with a female MC.

The best part of it all is that they're buffed with their seemingly harsh past life. Almost all female MC's in cultivation novels have OP medical skills, assassin skills, and military skills from their past life. I've never seen a female MC cult. novel where she was originally born in a cultivation world and has to work her way up. I've seen several male MC novel's like that, but no female.

Yes, I know male MC's are like that too, but not a lot of them actually have the female tropes. A good portion of them are just male MC's who are in high school or college, or just an average worker. They have to learn harsh things and go through mentally insane things. On the other hand, females are granted buffs and don't start this way out when they arrive. (Correct me if there is a female cultivation novel like that)

In conclusion, the males usually have the tough life while the females can just relate to their past life to get things done. Not to mention getting help from the leading male(s) character(s).
 
You really can't sympathize with the female MC's suffering in their past life as they usually do a brief overview of what their other worldly harsh life was like (sometimes male as well). The males usually have to go through hardships throughout the novel which immerses the reader (most of the time).

Well, as a person who believes in gender equality, this is a frustrating problem for me. I just wish there'd be more novels where the female has to suffer hardships physically and mentally like the male trope does without the buffer and external help from their lover. I also just wish the female would pursue the Dao and not crazily fall in love.

I know you're all saying, "But Lemon! Those novels are to catch readers that love romance!"
I know! But do you think all males and females like romance cultivation novels? 
"But these are all romance cultivation novels!"
Where's the action filled, Dao pursuing cultivation novels with female MC's?!
Where's the female MC's that pursue a lonely road of cultivation like the male MC's?!
I bet there's tons of female and male readers wanting more action-packed, little romance female Xianxia/Wuxia novels!

To make matters worse, they make the males personality traits very annoying to other males! Only the Seventh Young Lady has satisfactory male traits including the leading male.

Yes this all sounds sexist, but hear me out. 
I know some like the romance part, but as a person who loves action-filled novels, the romance part isn't all that big for me. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy romance ones as well, but only if the MC is a male and the romance is kept in check and not exaggerated like the female ones. Very rarely will I enjoy a male lead in a female cultivation (Seventh Young Lady).

Yes, I am using past life experience for the female MC, but that's because I'm lazy. I can understand why the others use this buff of their female MC's, but apparently it's easy for the male and not for the female.
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Phew! I've let out enough of my pent-up emotions. Let's end this rant about inequality towards male and female MC's.

I will try to do as little romance as possible in this novel and keep cultivation serious. There will be a little, but I don't know if I'll include a handsome male lead or multiple male leads. It all depends on the direction of this novel.

Well, I hope you all enjoy this novel when I start releasing chapters. 
Lemon Grenade signing off... [Insert Radio Music]

After being assassinated on the front-lines by a friendly soldier, Zeng Xinyue stumbled upon a mysterious golden wheel in purgatory. The wheel spun and landed on a mysterious golden symbol which was imprinted on her soul as "Telekinesis". Then her soul vanished and reincarnated into a place known as the Five Heavens, where cultivation isn't a fantasy.

Xinyue was awakened with no parents. She was given average looks and no talent for cultivation. On top of that, the orphanage leader didn't like her and kicked her out as a newborn baby! How bad is this luck?!

Will she survive as a newborn baby in civilization fraught with dangers? Will she be abducted by the forces of evil? Will this be another female cultivation love story?
Find out in the next episode of Drago- 
"Wait! That's copyright!"
*exhales a sigh of relief*
"Close call..."

After completing their tour in Shanghai Film Park—Yingshi Leyuan—Gun-Ho, Min-Hyeok Kim, and Director Woon-Hak Sim headed to Wuxi City for their next tour stop.
Once they got into the car, the three men fell asleep right away and started snoring. Their morning at Shanghai Film Park must have been tiring. The park was huge, and they had to walk a lot.
After quite a while, they arrived in Wuxi City. It took at least two hours of driving to get there.
"Oh, it's already past lunchtime."
Wuxi City was situated in the southern part of Jiangsu Province in the Yangtze River delta area. It was sitting next to Suzhou City, and it had 6.5 million populations. There was a huge freshwater lake called Lake Tai, and it made the place suitable to shoot the famous novels which were made to TV series later, like Romance of the Three Kingdoms and the Outlaws of the Marsh.
 
"Let's eat something simple before we go into Wuxi Film Studio. Do you want to have some dumplings for our late lunch? We can have a nice dinner after finishing our tour at the film studio."
"Sounds good."
The four gentlemen including the chauffeur went into a fast-food restaurant across the street from the film studio. It was called Kuaican. They ordered dumplings and twisted breadsticks.
"I feel much better after eating something even though this is not fancy food."
While having dumplings, the chauffeur said, "I saw the ticket booth on the way. The Menpiao (admission ticket) costs 210 Yuan per person. It's pretty expensive. They charge even more than Shanghai Film Park—Yingshi Leyuan."
"Hmm? Really? So, it would be 840 Yuan for four people. It's about 150,000 Korean won. It is quite pricey."
Gun-Ho took out his wallet and gave 1,000 Yuan to the chauffeur.
"Can you get us four admission tickets?"
"Sure, sir."
Min-Hyeok Kim, who was sitting next to Gun-Ho, jumped out of his chair.
"No way! Put away your wallet! The admission tickets are on me."
"President Kim, why don't you buy us dinner later then? I got this one."
 
After a moment, the chauffeur came back holding four tickets.
"Here is the change, sir."
Gun-Ho smiled and didn't take the change from the chauffeur.
"You can use that change to get a cold drink or something."
"Thank you, sir."
The chauffeur gave Gun-Ho a slight nod to show his gratitude.
 
Even though it was expensive to get into the film studio, the place was packed with people. Several groups of people came on a tourist bus. They were probably a group of tourists coming all the way from other cities. There was the place where the main character in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms had the famous Peach Garden Oath. Also, Gun-Ho saw warrior figures. They were the top greatest warriors in the same series—Romance of the Three Kingdoms. They were standing majestically, holding a weapon with dignity. The one figure that drew Gun-Ho's attention was Zhuge Liang's. He was wearing a traditional robe with a hand fan in his hand, which was made of peacock feathers.
"Oh, look at the palace over there."
"It's the palace of the Kingdom of Wu—the emperor Sun Quan's."
Around Lake Tai, Cao Cao's warships were anchored.
 
"Wow. This is the Lake of Tai, huh? Is it really a lake? Not the ocean or a reservoir? It's huge."
Min-Hyeok explained, "I just heard what the Korean tour guide said about the lake. He said that its size is larger than Jeju Island, and it is several times bigger than Seoul City."
Being mesmerized by the lake, Gun-Ho was staring at Lake Tai when the chauffeur added more surprising facts to the explanation.
"It is a freshwater lake, but you can see ocean-like waves there. Even seaweeds are growing there."
"How can that be possible? As you said, it's a freshwater lake."
"That's because the lake's size is so big that it is affected by the gravitation of the Moon. Do you see the waves there?"
"Oh, I see."
Many tourists got on the ship anchored there and spent time taking pictures. They seemed to prefer to take pictures in the control room, which looked like the place where Cao Cao was sitting in during the Battle of Red Cliffs. Gun-Ho was thinking about joining them and take pictures but decided not to because there were just too many people there already.
 
Gun-Ho's party moved on to Tang Cheng. The area was relatively quiet. The two most popular and busiest areas were the places where the Romance of Three Kingdoms and the Outlaws of the Marsh were filmed. It was Gun-Ho's lucky day though. He could watch the actual film shooting that day. The camera was rolling when he arrived at the next spot—Tang Cheng. Gun-Ho looked at the main actress. Her face was not that pretty for an actress, but she had a gorgeous body. And her profile was stunning.
"She must feel hot with those thick outfits."
 
Once a cut ended, the extra actors in a soldier outfit gathered under a shade to take a break. They placed their swords and shields beside the palace wall. The swords were painted in shiny silver color. Gun-Ho picked up one of them. It wasn't made of plastic as Gun-Ho initially expected, but it was a wooden sword.
"Huh? They are made of wood."
Gun-Ho laughed while holding a sword. One of the extra actors, who was sitting under the shade, quickly stood up and yelled at Gun-Ho, "Mister, do not touch it."
"Huh? Oh, okay."
Gun-Ho put down the sword. Gun-Ho noticed that a few swords among many of them seemed to be real swords made of metal. These real swords were probably being used to make real effects of the swords while colliding and making clunking sounds.
 
Gun-Ho's party visited the next area where the Outlaws of the Marsh was filmed. They were eating the Chinese pancakes that Wuda Lang sold in the series when they heard other tourists shouting 'Pan Jinlian.' They were running to a certain spot while shouting the name.
"That's Pan Jinlian!"
"Pan Jinlian?"
Gun-Ho was certain that he heard that name from somewhere. While trying to recall who it was, Gun-Ho followed the crowd. There was a traditional house with a flag saying 'The House of Pan Jinlian."
"Oh, Pan Jinlian!"
Pan Jinlian was the name of the temptress in the Outlaws of the Marsh. She was the wife of Wuda Lang who was selling Chinese pancakes. She had an affair with the rich man—Ximen Qing—in the series. She was famous for her beauty. Her husband—Wuda Lang—caught them in the act of adultery, but he ended up being beaten to death by Ximen Qing.
 
Gun-Ho, Min-Hyeok Kim, and Director Woon-Hak Sim entered Pan Jinlian's house, following the crowd. A woman, who was wearing Pan Jinlian's dress with heavy make-up, was sitting on a chair. The woman put an artificial wart on her jaw in an effort to look sexier. She was holding a hand fan in her hand. The tourists were competing to take a picture with this woman. They charged 10 Yuan to take one picture with her. Gun-Ho thought that Chinese people were genius in coming up with an idea of making money.
Min-Hyeok Kim, who was standing next to Gun-Ho, suddenly started laughing out loud.
"Hahaha. Look at the old woman sitting next to Pan Jinlian. She is supposed to be the old matchmaker lady—Mrs. Wang."
Gun-Ho looked at the woman who Min-Hyeok indicated. She indeed looked like an old woman just as depicted in the TV series, and she was holding a cane as if she was confirming that she was an old lady.
 
After having their fun at the Wuxi Film Studio, Gun-Ho's party headed to Suzhou City.
Min-Hyeok Kim already reserved rooms for Gun-Ho and Director Sim at the Hyatt Regency Hotel. After checking in and leaving their suitcases in the room, they came down to the lobby. And then, they followed Min-Hyeok Kim to a luxurious restaurant. It was a traditional Chinese restaurant where people could enjoy live music. When Gun-Ho arrived there, a musician in a Chinese traditional dress was playing the Chinese traditional musical instrument—Huqin.
"Wow, this is amazing."
Director Woon-Hak Sim's eyes widened while looking around the restaurant.

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

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