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?

Mark rushed to his office.. Jane was waiting for him. He was not very fond of this lady. Her father was very rich and has many companies of his own but Jane preferred to stay with Peter. Mark had seen her the first time he came to this office and he knew it from her first few works that she had no talent. She was not at all meant for the profession and he always wondered why his boss would keep her in his office. Afterwards he learnt that she was his boss's friend since he was at school. 
Jane was usually very calm and never indulged much into work matters. She just wished a few praises from Peter now and then and she gained it by making her subordinates work for her. But today she looked very alarmed and shouting.. She was everywhere in the office panicking everyone around her. The issue was serious but it could still be handled with his boss's tricks and talent, but Jane was making it worse.. Someone had leaked the latest novels and published it, but the problem was solved now.. Even though his boss had to pay his entire life's salary to the writers, the issue was settled. But strangely, workers started leaving the company and writers were demanding back their novels. Mark was new to this kind of calamities. He strangely felt someone big might be behind it, but he had no idea.. If the situation continues, his boss might go bankrupt anytime just paying salaries to his employees. 
But Mark knew his boss too well, it will not take much time for him to rise like a phoenix again.. He was sure his boss already might have caught the culprit.
Mark entered his boss's room. Peter was standing still, facing the huge glass wall..
" I ll make her pay for it.." Mark could clearly make out that his boss was very angry..
Peter turned to face Mark as he was pulled out from his deep thoughts by the sudden knock on his door.
" What Mark, you wish to leave too?" His boss was laughing sarcastically..
"I'll stay at your side boss, always.." It was a decision Mark had made the first day they met, he wished to learn a lot from his boss.. and he was not even halfway..
" This is only a mild issue, we can easily come out of it, but I want to expose this person who cheated me, I want her exposed publicly, infront of the media and want her arrested for doing such a disgusting thing.. We can easily shut this case without any investigation, but since I know exactly who is behind this, I want her to pay for it.." Peter looked dangerously serious.. He looked hungry, for a dreadful revenge…
" Boss, I knew you would have found out the traitor by now,.. Is she one of our staffs, May I know who is it?" Mark asked doubtfully..
" Its someone I believed deeply.. and she betrayed me so easily, just for the sake of money.. god knows how many more of them she had cheated this way, her entire family are cheaters.. Ahh.. You too know her, the one whom I was at the hospital, that deaf and dumb girl, Bella.."
Peter's voice cracked as he said her name.. 
" She flew from the spot, I couldn't trace even her shadow anywhere after the incident.. a very clever plan.. but I'll find her soon. What's the situation here.. Is everything alright."
Mark was stumbling after he heard whom the culprit was.. but he couldn't believe it.. Only in this girl's case he was sure, his boss was always wrong..
" What is the situation here?.. Mark??" Peter repeated..
" Its bad.. employees are leaving and asking for a payback.. Writers are asking their works back.. We are running short of money.. If we could somehow prove it was not the company's fault.." Mark replied sadly..
" Then I'll make her confess her crimes to the press.. Mark, control the conditions here, I'll be back soon.."
Just as Peter turned to leave, Jane threw open the door and entered.. " Sorry for interrupting.. But Peter, we have been friends for a long time.. I can't see you suffering like this, I have asked my dad to invest some money on your company and he has promised he will restore your fame back.. So don't worry.. we can face it together.." Jane was adding extra sugar in her words with so much emotions that any ordinary guy would have instantly fallen in her trap.. but not Peter.
" Jane, I appreciate your concern for me. But I had build this company on my own and have reached this top without anyone's help so far. So I'll be really grateful if you stepped out of it. I can handle this on my own.. thank you.." Though Peter sounded just fine, Jane turned red like fire…
Peter quickly stepped out of the room.. He has to find her… the traitor..

Bella thanked Mrs Thomson as she stepped out of her house. The lady, though first seemed to hate her, later on fed her lots of food at her home. She even made her try few of her fancy clothes and packed it for her.. 
" Girls should look more attractive.. you should wear more presentable dresses, .. I cant wear any of these dresses now, so you can have it.. Look at your arm, its so thin, boys usually like chubby girls, you should eat more.. You look so weak.."
Mrs Thompson even packed some snacks for her to carry home.
Bella never got such kind of attention before. There was no one who ever told her to dress up beautifully or eat well and get fat.. She was always asked to stay out of everyone's affairs and lead a quiet life.. And hence she lived her life.. Quieter than anyone else.. shut out from the world.. And she thought that was the most comfortable thing..
But in recent days, she seem to get infected.. by a strange sense, and strange people.. who bestowed on her a beautiful feel that was too tempting.. Love was indeed very tempting…
She looked at the key on her hand.. Mrs Thompson had given it to her so easily, never questioning what it was for.. She saw that it was a unique key.. She wondered what secrets it held that even the gardener couldn't find out through years of efforts. It was not the key of her father's study, or else he would have opened it long back, so what it could be..?.. she wondered.. It was engraved with words she couldn't decipher. But one thing was very clear.. right at the centre of the key in a black and white shade, there was a familiar carved out image… of a... Panda..
She knew it instantaneously.. Her mother had hid the real key and this key was only a clue..
She rushed to her aunt's home... something was becoming very clear to her now..

Isabella Lawrence, a deaf and mute girl born with misfortunes right from her birth.. A bad omen.. that's what everyone called her..lost her parents on the day of her birth and ended up living with her aunt who hates her..
Her life takes a U turn when a rich and rude young man enters her life making her life more miserable.. But sending in her a shiver of love...
And how does Bella solve her father's mystery..!!
Let's walk into Bella's world...a mixture of adventure .. hatred and a silent love..❤

After Lin Xu returned to the classroom, he immediately began to attend classes, and it was only when Li Zong rushed in.

　　The three people were very excited. When Ye Ni had not arrived, they rushed to Lin Xu and said: "Lin Xu, where have you just gone? Do you know what has just happened? Haha..."

　　"Hey, we just went to fight with Ye Tian's kid. As a result, Ye Tian's kid actually called a saintist. The saintist may be the senior student of our college, not only has become a junior writer, but also I also learned the Holy Order, and then we will be given by Ye Tian, ​​but at this time..." Yang Nian is also very excited. "Hey, Lin Xu, how do you look curious?" what!"

　　Lin Xubai took a look at the three people and thought: "Can I tell you that I am at the scene?" However, he pretended to be surprised and asked, "Oh, what happened then?"

　　"It's my turn!" Zhao Xiong said. "Later, a mysterious sage teacher appeared, and we added a holy force behind us. Then we three will hang the opposite three, the other side of the sage The teacher was not enough to see it, and it was perfectly shown by the mysterious sage!"

　　Li Zong said: "Yeah, I am afraid that this mysterious Saint Seon is also one of the best geniuses in our college. I have heard of the Yeh's Saint, who is also called Ye Luo. It was because of his discovery that he was very talented in the sacred texts. This was funded by Ye Family to let him study in the college. It is said that in the upper grades, it is also one of the earliest junior writers! But the mysterious sacred text It is obvious that the division can directly crush Ye Luo, which is obviously stronger than Ye Luo!"

　　"Is this a teacher!" said Zhao Xiong. "For example, our teacher Ye, she is an intermediate writer!"

　　"Impossible, if it is a teacher, it will not help us fight, but prevent us from fighting!" Yang Nian immediately shook his head.

　　"In any case, I must study the holy text well in the future, and I will also be a strong Saint Seonographer in the future!" Li Zong said firmly.

　　"We are also!" said Yang Nian and Zhao Xiong.

　　At this moment, Lin Xu is a lonely master. It is estimated that even if he jumps out and says that he is the sage of the sage, the other party will only think that he is bragging, so he simply does not say more.

　　Lin Xu was also the first to use the sacred slogan. The difficulty of the sacred syllabus is naturally the basis of the sacred text. You must know that even from the primary class to the advanced class, it is not bad to master the three thousand sacred texts, so even if it is The students in the advanced class rarely have the primary beginners. The group words are stronger than the literacy.

　　Although many people have learned some simple words when they are learning three thousand sacred texts, most beginners generally go to the primary writers who have studied 3,000 essays, so few people spend Time to learn what words, after all, if there is no Wenquan, even if there are more holy forces, there is no way to store them, and they will slowly disperse.

　　Therefore, the current teaching mode is basically in the order of words, words, sentences, and texts. Therefore, after Lin Xu directly evaluated the primary writer as a sergeant, he immediately wrote a text, which has to be said to be Very surprising.

　　The primary writer can write a text even if the assessment is passed. Although the content is richer and more mature than the primary school composition, the written text is no different from the primary school students, so the population of the entire sage has reached 100 billion. Above, the St. Master does not know how many billions, even if Lin Xu's primary assessment is the first, but the number of subscriptions that can be obtained is only over 50,000. The reason is because everyone's impression of the primary writer is too deep, even if It is a talented person, and only a junior writer, writing a primary school essay, even if everyone feels great, I am afraid most people may not agree.

　　If you change to a great god, or even a writer's "Water Melody", I am afraid that the number of people who subscribe will reach 10,200,000.

　　However, when Lin Xu wrote a novel, he quickly entered the boutique, and before he wrote the web article, he also published many articles in the newspapers. After graduation, he has been working on the program, and the story has a story. The thesis has a literary talent, or a true Chinese professional, so his accomplishment in Chinese is also quite brilliant. If you concentrate on studying Chinese, it is an expert level.

　　This kind of existence, came to the sanctuary, and it would not work if you want to not be a cow.

　　It can be said that Lin Xu is now a high-energy low-altitude. The sanctuary he possesses is probably weaker than the great god. He only needs to raise the Holy Spirit and learn the various uses of the Holy Power. Is a bullish existence.

　　For example, Ye Luo, who can already pass the junior writer in the advanced class, UU read www.uukanshu.com and learned some sacred orders, can be said to be one of the geniuses, but met his own assessment. Those who have been at the beginning of writing, and who are the first to use the sacred slogan, have been hanged by themselves. In addition to the reason that their sacred power is much stronger than the other, the most important thing is the understanding of the sacred text. It is much stronger than the other side.

　　In this battle, Lin Xu discovered that every sacred slogan, even such a minimum sacred slogan, would cost about two hundred sacred powers. If you use a more powerful sage, it would not take long.

　　At this time, Wang Xuewen curiously asked: "Hey? Liu Wei, Teacher Ye has never been late, how come today has not come to class yet?"

　　When I heard this, Lin Xu felt a little strange. According to the truth, Ye Ni should be a very dedicated teacher. It shouldn't be so late.

　　At this time, Ye Ni hurried over and said: "Well, the teacher just got something, so it's late, but we don't have classes in this class!"

　　"Wow, don't go to class!" At this time, Li Zong and other people cried out in surprise. It was a very cool thing for them not to go to class. Lin Xu looked back at them and just said that they should learn well. Wen, to be a strong Saints, is it so happy to hear that you are not in class now?

　　Wang Xuewen and others frowned. They came here to learn the holy text. It is a bad thing for them not to attend classes.

　　At this time, Ye Ni said: "The squad leader organized it and went to the playground together. Be sure to pay attention to discipline, and wait for the king to come to the college!"

　　"What? The king is coming over?" All of them were surprised when they heard this, but they finally understood why Ye Ni would come over late, and why Ye Ni would say that this class did not attend classes.

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Zhang Xiaohua thought for a long time, but he couldn't remember who this Mary was in the end. He could see that Yuan Datong attached great importance to this girl; otherwise, he wouldn't be so generous as to give her half a million. Even the loan slip wasn't written; he just gave her the money straightforwardly.
According to Zhang Xiaohua's speculation, this girl couldn't be anything good, or why would she ask to borrow money as soon Yuan Datong got one million?
It seemed that things weren't that simple!
Afraid that Yuan Datong was deceived, Zhang Xiaohua had to remind him of what he was doing. Otherwise, he might just get conned for half a goddamn million.
However, in order to avoid embarrassment, Zhang Xiaohua did not directly ask Yuan Datong about this Mary, but euphemistically sets up his words: "Big head, you wouldn't be raising a woman outside, right? So, do you like women or men? If you had to choose one, would you choose Mary or me?"
Hearing this, Yuan Datong couldn't help but laugh out loud, but a moment later, he seriously said, "I don't have time to joke with you. Mary is waiting for me to send her the money."
Zhang Xiaohua immediately pulled down his face and put his arms on his chest and continued to speak, "You mean, in your heart, Mary is more important than me?"
"That's obvious. I worked so hard to convince Mary to be my girlfriend. You don't know about this, but I started to like her when I was in junior high school. Unfortunately, she moved houses after graduating from junior high school. I thought that I would never see her again, yet I did not expect that she would be the one to contact me. She also said that she would like to be my girlfriend."
At this point, Yuan Datong's face was covered with happy smiles and he stupidly enjoyed himself for a while. He continued to say, "She made a promise to me before she went to study in the United States, saying that when she graduated from school, she would marry me. For me, she also deliberately gave up her favourite major and chose to study music production in order to help me take care of the studio in the future. But now, she does not know that the studio has been changed to a company. I decided not to tell her yet. When she returns, I will give her a surprise."
After hearing this, Zhang Xiaohua finally got a clue.
It seemed that this Mary should be a big girlfriend, and Zhang Xiaohua was even more certain that this was absolutely not simple, because even a fool could imagine it. One was a poor musician, the other was a college student studying abroad. Her family's situation could be clearly seen from the fact that she could afford to study abroad. Their living conditions were worlds apart. If both of them could develop a relationship, unless there was true love between them, then she must be scheming against him.
What made Zhang Xiaohua feel helpless was that if this woman said anything, Datong would believe her instantly. He would not even bother to consider her motives, he only ever saw the best in everyone.
Maybe that Mary didn't go to study abroad at all. She just opened an account in a foreign bank and used an excuse to deceive him for his money. This wouldn't be the first time someone did so; he had heard thousands of such stories back on Earth.
"Of course, I know. You love Mary, but you don't need to give her so much in one go..." Zhang Xiaohua reminded him in good faith.
Yuan Datong was not happy as understood the meaning behind his words. This kid was doing nothing more than calling his Mary a fraud. However, Mary was a girlfriend who had been in office for more than two years, yet this kid actually wanted him to treat her like a criminal.
Yuan Datong was frustrated. He gave Zhang Xiaohua a glance and said, "Can you not associate all the girls with Cao Feifei? Mary is not that kind of person. I know her, and I believe she will pay me back sooner or later."
Saying this, Yuan Datong's eyes were a little different. While staring at Zhang Xiaohua, he said, "Brother, don't be influenced by Cao Feifei. Not all women are the same, okay? I think you should see a psychiatrist. You can't allow her to traumatize you."
"..."
Zhang Xiaohua felt frustrated; he kindly reminded this idiot, but he wasn't appreciated, and this kid even poured salt into his wounds.
No wonder everyone says that 'love is blind'!
Obviously, this guy was already blinded by love!
"I'm too lazy to bother with you anymore." Zhang Xiaohua simply gave up, and at this moment, Yuan Datong had already sent the money to Mary's account. Even if Zhang Xiaohua wanted to stop him, it was too late.
"It's useless. We often tried to persuade him over the past two years. He just doesn't listen. All the time, no matter what demands that 'Mary' have, he will try to meet all of them. It can be said that Marry basically lives off him. There is no way, Yuan Big Brother is too loyal. I really do not know whether to say if this is his strength or weakness." Emma looked helplessly at Yuan Datong and whispered to Zhang Xiaohua.
"It doesn't matter. Truth can't be hidden forever. When he realizes the truth, he will turn his back on her. Not to mention that the world is not without true love. Maybe this Mary really does have feelings for him. In the end, we can only wait and see, and be there for him." Zhang Xiaohua said with a smile.
"True, it can only be this way." Emma nodded helplessly.
"Go inform Wang Jingwen that the money she deserves has been sent into her account, ask her to check it, and tell her to come record the songs." Zhang Xiaohua suddenly told Emma.
"Songs?" Hearing this, not only Emma, but ​​Yuan Datong and the rest all became spirited and gathered around Zhang Xiaohua.
"Did you really write thirteen songs?" Yuan Datong's face was astonished, waiting for Zhang Xiaohua to answer.
Zhang Xiaohua nodded and gave a positive answer.
Zhang Xiaohua was not idle this month. Almost every day, he was desperately using his brain, trying to recall all the songs of Faye Wong.
Realizing the difficulty in which he struggled, he immediately started to record all his memories of popular songs, movies, tv shows, and anything he thought could be useful in the future, just in case he forgot. As for those he couldn't remember clearly, like movies as he naturally couldn't recall perfectly every actor's lines, but he knew the plots and main scenes, so he made a plan in the future to either hire writers to complete them, following his guidance, or just directly find the original owners of the works and give them the 'inspiration' for the story, so they could complete it for him.
But that was all in the future, for now he had successfully written the lyrics for thirteen songs last night. Recently, he had learned how to compose, and as such, he also composed instrumentals for the songs.
They were called:
Red Star
Legend
Empty City
Turkeywood 
Hypnosis
Oath
Laughter
I Am Willing
Channel
Wings of Light
Flower
Halfway
Moon Time
These thirteen songs, plus the previous seven songs, meant they would have twenty songs, enough capital to host a concert.
However, before the concert, they had to first do a recording, after all, selling records brought in a lot of income. This was an opportunity to make more money, so Zhang Xiaohua naturally would not let it go.


Zhang Xiaohua was a washed-up artist who tragically passed away in a car accident after heroically saving a child’s life. After his death, Zhang Xiaohua’s soul was transmigrated into a parallel universe where the entertainment industry has become sluggish. 

With a group of small musicians, memories and just his wits about him, he is forced to create something for himself in his new environment, working hard to sustain himself and his mother, while also trying to regain control of his father's company.

Follow his journey as he attempts to become a world-class entertainment mogul and conquer the entertainment world by storm.

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Sorry if I haven't written in a month family problems with my mother's health so I was taking care of her. I promise I'll have everything update by next coming months in May 2020  but with work and everything i have little time to write so ill publish two chatper then go for a pause until farther notice so stay tune and i should have less hours by december.


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Tokyo, Japan.

            Home for many writers and literature. Aspiring writers go there dreaming of publishing their works in the place known for its blooming culture and love for novels.
I was one of these ambitious writers, I was good, really good. It wasn't until later that I found out, nothing comes for free.

Every fairytale we read says work hard and you will achieve your dream. But we keep forgetting, that in fairytales we know who is evil and who is good but in reality, evil wears masks that are difficult to be uncovered. 

My first book was one of the best sellers in japan, but I was betrayed by my publisher and editor. My book was published under the name of one of Tokyo's top five writers.
it wasn't until later that I found out that most of his novels were stolen and I wasn't the only case.

 I got angry and tried to tell the public about what happened. I was mocked, ridiculed and made into a laughing stock.

But put yourself in their shoe as they say in England, who you will believe a young writer just celebrating that he can legally drink beer or the man that his autograph is considered a national treasure.
The publishing company sued me for falsely accusing them of stealing the book. So I had only one option which is to SHUT UP AND TAKE THEIR MONEY. The following days followed the same routine wake up eat ramen, drink till wasted and sleep hoping not to wake up again.

One night after a heavy round of drinking I went to sleep. Instead of my room I found myself in an unfamiliar place. "This is definitely not my room, and not some place I know either" I thought sarcastically. It was a desert with no city in sight, all I could see were enormous triangular shaped buildings built with large stones in the distance and the sound of fighting and yelling. But no matter where I looked I couldn't find anyone.

"You're finally here" a sweet voice said from behind me "took you long enough".

"What do you mean you're finally here?" I yelled while turning around "and where the hell am I?"

"For now that doesn't matter, but if you really want to know then go search for the book" said a woman of about 20 year. She had long black hair and wore a necklace that looked like a knot in the shape of a man and a pair of rainbow colored wing on her back that gave her an aura that I had never felt before, it made me want to kneel and worship her.

"you have to find the book of Ani and decipher what it says, if you don't …" suddenly the sand erupted and a giant snake rose up, it was so big that it look like it can reach the sky, when he moved the earth start to shake. It kept rising, opening his mouth and showing his large fangs, his long thin tongue playing around so hard that one whip with his tongue can split the earth in two halves, his eyes seemed like a gate of hell that you can't dare look at it.
It kept opening his mouth until it covered the whole sun then in one bite it swallowed it.

Suddenly the world went dark and water gushed out from the earth turning it into a giant sea, "Finally, Ra is gone. And all those annoying pests will be no more "said the snake in a voice so powerful that it felt as if my heart was tearing apart.

I woke up, in cold sweat with my heart beating loudly. "it was only a dream" I thought, my body felt so heavy it was like I was shackled in the bed, it took me a long while till i got up. When I got up to wash my face I noticed a black tattoo on my forearm, it was in the shape of a man-like knot, similar in shape of the necklace of the woman in my dream. "Where did this mark come from?" I shouted. "That dream, it can't be real right?"

In the times where the tides are changing , where the gods are returning and the wars are close.

I , Matsuraki Ken shall prevent the war from starting , i will face the gods and prevent their beginings and endings.

I will find the book and collect the missing pieces and awaken the forgotten magic.
As they say Egypt was the start of civilization ,
it will also be the start of my path.
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We think this novel's idea is new and we haven't read anything like it before.
if you have any comments , we will happily listen and try to fix it in the future , after all it is our first project so finding flaws is completely normal.

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Present Day
Daisy Dyer's POV
It has been 2 years since I was sharing the lab with Dylan. I don't think I ever had a problem with him since the beginning of my studies.
 Well, until recently.
 "What do you mean it was not like what I stated in this paper?" I asked Dylan as he was looking at the mass spectrometer for his readings. I know that he was more into the aerospace thing than my paleoclimate theory but that does not diss him to make fun of me.
 "As I said, it was ridiculous to think that the meteorite can be another element that can prove the paleoclimate of the Geologic Time Scale. It was preposterous!" He said as he was laughing at me before he took my paper and read out loud about my thesis.
 "It was believed among the scientific community that the meteorite was one of the sources for the old Ocean to form. Without its impact on the Earth, the living organism will not be sustained thus the world cannot be well-developed as we are today," he said as he slapped my paper on the table.
 "I told you, people would laugh at it," he said as I was narrowing my eyes at him. He chuckled before he stood up and went to collect his readings.
 "Look, I know you mean well to carry on the legacy of your discovery and such, but you have to admit. That theory was a bit…"
 "What?"
He turned to look at me before he sighed as he was taking notes of his readings before he focused his stormy orbs on me. 
 "Far fetch,"
 "So you don't think that my theory is correct?"
 "I did not say that. You were concluding on your own on that matter," he said as I was rolling my eyes at him. I cannot believe this guy!
 "So much for being a partner for this matter," I said as I took the paper and I went to my side of the lab before I was stuffing my papers, my father's anyway, as I was about to leave the lab.
 "You're making this a huge deal. It was not that huge anyway," Dylan said before I was laughing at him.
 "Oh really? And your theory that the Big Bang was the fact that this world existed was not a joke then?" I asked him as he was opening his mouth before he closed it again. For once, Dylan was speechless.
 "I thought so," I said as I was looking at the watch and I think it was not too late to catch the subway to get home.
 "I'm done. I don't think I can work with you anymore for the day, have a good day, Dylan," I said as I was rushing off from the lab before Dylan could call my name.
Dylan Windell's POV
 "Daisy!" I shouted as I was looking at her retreating figure. For the first time in 2 years, I smirked to myself. Way to go, Windell.
 I was looking at her table before I noticed familiar handwriting. I don't think she would notice if I take a look at the papers that she was putting on her table. Daisy was very careful with the papers as they were precious.
 "What do we have here?" I asked myself as I took the paper and my eyes widened. I cannot believe it before I was re-reading the title.
 'Theory of Meteorite was the cause for the Old Ocean to happen,'
I was blinking a few times before I was looking at the title. It was very intriguing that I had to take it home and maybe have a deeper look at it. I did not notice the writers but I don't care.
 I think Daisy got her fascination with this paper after all.
Back in my study room at my house, I was looking at the paper after my servant was putting the food in the study room. I dismissed it before I was looking at the paper. I sipped on the coffee before I was reading the introduction.
It was to believe that the Earth was forming when the bombardment of the asteroid and debris of the space matter into one big rock. It was to be known that it has to be included with the fusion of the hydrogen and helium before the rock has its axis.
 The orbit was not formed until the big chunk of rock stopped from bombarding another matter and they have enough gravity that they did not pull another debris. Then, the chunk of rock did something that the scientist called Density Stratification.
 It was frown upon when it was introduced back in the 1800s. Because science was frown upon by the Church and religious leaders as they think it will taint the holy grail that was known to them for decades.
 If it was to be exposed that the Earth has been created before the religion, it might cause some wars between the believers of science and religion. How to convince them both if we don't know how to communicate with them? Maybe it was the right jargon and terms will make then understand.
 Hence, by using that method as well, I have introduced to the scientific community of my newest theory; Theory of Meteorite was the cause for the Old Ocean to happen,
I blinked a few times before I was scoffing at this journal. Now I know how Daisy got her radical idea that the meteorite was making an appearance in her paper. I cannot let her go through this before she embarrassed herself.
 Then I turned to the front page of the scientific journal before I read the names; J. W. Dyer, A. T. Diaz, R. O. Johnson, and T. G. Windell. I blinked a few times before I was looking at the names. There was a Windell. I don't think anyone else would have another surname like that on this side of the world.
 But I might be exaggerating. My father never told me in his journal that he has published any papers. And that Jayson's name did not have any surname. So I don't think this has anything to do with my father's work.
 Besides, it focused on paleoclimate like Daisy's research, not mind.
She must have a good reason to use this as a scientific notation to compare with her research as a buffer or something like that. I was laughing and shaking my head as I was making useless points. I don't think that it would be the case.
 I was being paranoid.
Then, what I did not know was my father did note something in his journal as I was reading it after I was looking at the scientific journal.
June 26,
I cannot believe that we have made it. Jayson and I have made our papers to be known. And I have to say that I was relieved that we have so much faith from the scientific community to use our theory to prove it.
 Jayson was benefiting from it as well. He told me that his research was taking another turn as he was granted to have been funded by the NSF. I congratulated him before I told him that I wanted to have such funding as well.
 He told me that I will have one soon and I think I cannot wait for my theory of the meteorite that has been used in the formation of the Big Bang will take another big step. And I have also formed another theory for the circulation of the hurricane, storms, and typhoon. I hope that I will be called upon for funding.
 Wish me luck!
June 29,
I have been called by the NSF. I was excited at first to know that I was happy to be called by them before I was referred to the Jurisdiction Affairs. I was not happy. I asked them why before they were stating that I was stealing from another researcher.
 I laughed at them before they were proposing the papers that have been written by someone. I did not notice who it was at first before I took a turn in the body paragraph and the data that has been collected. It was the same as me.
 But it was for a different reason.
I was looking at the data that was being recorded for the Paleoclimate theory that Jayden has been developing while he worked for my research as well. We both used Meteorite to show that indeed the Old Ocean and the Big Bang have a big impact on the development.
 I was angry and frustrated as I was being suspended by my researches. I tried to call my best friend but he was not responding. Jayden has abandoned me. I could not believe that my best friend would stab me in the back.
 I promise my sons will take revenge on you, Jayden and your little family will suffer for it.
And here are the names that have ruined me for life; J. W. Dyer, A. T. Diaz, R. O. Johnson, and T. G. Windell.
I took a breath as I saw Windell again. T. G. Windell. Theodore Gregory Windell. My father and his best friend, Jayden Will Dyer, and when I searched it, it was like Fate was laughing cruelly at me.
 Jayden Will Dyer was the father of my partner, Daisy Dyer.

Would you trust your lover with a secret that could be government to your feet?
First, we have Alexander MacWatters who was ensnared by Azalea Johnson and offered her marriage of convenience for something in return.
Then, we have Brandon Cornwall who offered to help Barbara Brown a spot in an excavation with the sacrifice of her freedom.
Then, we have Cameron Hayes who returned to school and get stuck with Ella Lattone who was known for her clumsiness.
Then, we have Dylan Windell that was studying aerospace before his spot was being taken by Daisy Dyer and they struck a deal.
How will their lovers reacted when they find out who they really are? Find out their stories in this new series by Nikki Larousse.

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To: 2Lifw)r3<***********@****.com>, Ig4(3dl_d2 <***********@*******.com>
Dear Z and A,
I know you two have a lot on your plate. But I hope you find time to study this. I offered L to send him some of my sermon notes so that he can peruse it as it seems that giving him this information would be extremely beneficial for the future. But he rejected it.
He said that he would rather listen to me speak about it personally. Apparently, he wants to believe in it and given his intellectual bias, he may turn deaf ears to the lessons in my notes. He wanted to not only know of what I know but have a chance in believing and he hopes that listening to me would do far more benefit than just reading some letters. I understand his intentions. The best way to learn about something is to believe in it. So he suggested having a personal meeting. I'm wanted to conduct a Bible study but with the way things are now, I guess it will have to wait.
Z, I hope our previous discussions from so long ago, (it feels like it's been another lifetime, right?) have somehow created a foundation of belief. Perhaps what had happened to you is one of the miracles that the Almighty allowed. I firmly believe this. So I am hoping this letter would allow you to better understand what actions to take and that you could pass this information along to anyone who you think could help in this. You have been taking the right steps and I guess it would be attributed to our talks from long ago.
Anyway, here is the draft of a conference message I've prepared to give on one of our upcoming Bible Conferences. Perhaps this may give you some insight on what to do with your life and how you can be of benefit to the lives of others.
Also, that kid from Psalms 1 might also benefit from reading this. I have a feeling that he wouldn't want to attend a Bible study hosted by me because of our 'conflicting' methods.
Best regards,
Calvin Luther Eagle Senior Pastor at Grace From God Ministries
1 Attached File
A Study on Typology (I will be discussing more of this during the Bible Study and explain the key aspects in detail. Treat this study as a primer for the things to be discussed soon.)
Prophecy has always been something that people found intriguing and mystifying.
The Bible contains the most prophecies that have been accurately fulfilled in human history.
For example, the prophecy on Tyre in Ezekiel 26…
In that Prophecy, several prophetic elements that seem extremely unlikely to be fulfilled if we apply the science of probability. For the sake of time, I will only go over several key aspects of the Prophecies and will not deal with any other prophecies made against Tyre on other verses in the Bible.
I have selected five of the 'most intriguing' prophecies that were fulfilled right down to the dot and remind you, that the chapter consists of more elements that have been fulfilled.
As a background, Tyre as a city is composed of two parts. One city in the mainland, called 'Ushu' or Old Tyre, and another city built on a small island about half a mile away from the shore of Old Tyre. This city on the small island is commonly known as Tyre.
In Ezekiel 26, Tyre was supposed to be:
1.       Attacked by Nebuchadnezzar (v. 7)
2.       Attacked by "many nations" (v.3)
3.       The stone and timbers of this city would be thrown in the sea (v.12)
4.       Will be scrapped like a bare rock (v.4)
5.       The Ocean depths will rise over it (v.19)
A popular opinion regarding prophecies is that any prophecy may eventually be fulfilled as time pass by as the things that have been written may be fulfilled by chance. If Chapter 26 of Ezekiel talks about any city, with any conqueror, that is indeed true but this chapter exclusively talks about the city of Tyre.
This prophecy is not talking of any city. No, it's not the city of New Birth Forth or the City of World's Helm. It's taking about the city of Tyre.
And this city is to be attacked by Nebuchadnezzar. Not by Hitler, not by the Fire Nation, not by Team Rocket, but by Nebuchadnezzar. A specific person living in a specific time. And this city would also be attacked by many nations, its stone and timbers would be thrown in the sea and the city will be scrapped like a bare rock and that the Ocean will somehow rise over the city itself. It's interesting how specific it is.
Now, historically, the first aspect was easily fulfilled.
About a decade after the prophecy was believed to be written, Nebuchadnezzar attacked the city and we have evidence to support this historic fact. But Nebuchadnezzar was only able to conquer Old Tyre as the other city on the small island was naturally protected by the sea and Tyre had an impressive fleet of ships.
So none of the other prophecies were fulfilled. Numbers two to five on our prophecy list were not fulfilled during this attack.
Should we now mock the Bible for its inaccuracy?
Be aware, that the remaining clauses of this prophecy are almost impossible to fulfill.
Why would the city be attacked and someone would be so bored as to take the stones and timbers from the wrecked city and throw it on the ocean? Why would they do that to the point of scrapping the ruins of the city to a point that what remains will look like a bare rock? And how will the ocean rise over it?
The fulfillment of the other aspects of the prophecy occurred nearly 200 years later.
The Prophecy was written sometime on 587-586 BC, Nebuchadnezzar attacked it on 573BC, but the fulfillment of prophecy points numbers 2-5 would be on 332BC when a man who conquered nations led an army consisting of armies coming from different nations and attacked the very city of Tyre.
We know this man to be "Alexander the Great."
We know Alexander the Great would force another nation to submit and aid him in his conquest so many nations could easily be fulfilled at this point.
He led his armies and attacked Tyre, conquering Old Tyre once more. But this wasn't enough.
Tyre was arrogant and mocked Alexander for failing once more as the settlers have retreated to their city-island protected by their vast fleet of ships. Seeing as how Tyre remained safe like a turtle and having the sea as a natural barrier with a fleet of ships that even Alexander the Great could not easily destroy, Alexander and his armies came up with an ingenious plan.
A great task of building a man-made bridge from the coast of Old Tyre to New Tyre started. Alexander ordered his men to take the ruins of Old Tyre, throw it to the sea to build a bridge to which they can use to attack the city of Tyre.
In this, Prophecy points numbers 2-4 have been fulfilled. The prophecies which seem almost impossible actually happened.
Many nations came, attacked Tyre, took the ruins of the city and threw it to the ocean to make a small bridge, scrapping Old Tyre like a rock.
But what about number 5?
Well, because of the man-made bridge which supported and allowed Alexander to send his armies to attack Tyre, the topography of the island changed making the bridge leading to Tyre into a peninsula which exists to this day. Because of this change which led to a massive geographic change on the area, the location of the Old Tyre was eventually buried by sand and water ultimately, burying the location of Old Tyre underwater forever.
God sent Nebuchadnezzar and later fulfilled it some 200 years later in the person of Alexander the Great. But the last bit of prophecy would be fulfilled about a thousand years later as the coastline of Tyre changed because of the man-made bridge of Alexander.
Now you calculate the odds of this prophecy being fulfilled? What other nation, since 587 BC, was named Tyre, attacked by a Nebuchadnezzar and later by many nations, and apparently, the entire city structure is thrown to the sea, scraped like bare rock, and later sinks to the ocean? What are the odds of that happening? And remember, I haven't listed ALL the prophecies that Tyre is supposed to fulfill!
Now this may come as an intriguing historical study, but the reason I'm discussing Tyre is to formally challenge whether or not this Prophecy would have only ONE fulfillment or will it be fulfilled again? What if, the verses in the Bible may be foreshadowing something that will happen in the future.
Now, let me clarify, I honestly believe that in Ezekiel 26, most of the prophecies written there have already been fulfilled. What I'm saying, is that we open our exegesis to the possibility that it could be fulfilled again!
How would something that had literally happened be fulfilled again? To argue, I would like to point you to the study of Eschatology, or the interpretation of the End of Times. We call it the Apocalypse, the Last Days and so on. Many camps and theological schools all have different opinions and interpretations as to their fulfillment. And throughout the course of history, there have been several interpretations which the people of that time were sure of because it made sense.
During the time of Apostolic era, if you read the Book of Revelation, you would say, the anti-Christ is Rome.
Hundreds of years later, Martin Luther made the same conclusion during the Reformation period. Their study of the Word led to this conclusion.
Back in World War 2, everyone believed that the Anti-Christ was Hitler. The Jews who suffered so much would certainly think so as well.
During World War 3, everyone then blamed Graden Pouterfisx to be the Anti-Christ as it led to the further destruction of Israel.
Right now, because of the Australian Avarice, many even say that Australia is the Anti-Christ.
And for the Australian natives of today, they would say, Harker or that gamer-turned-terrorist Lowengren is the Anti-Christ. (Honestly, I wouldn't be surprised.)
Others believe, that it's the World Governing Powers, and still some point to that miraculous E-Sport Gamer, Seeker Carlean to be the Anti-Christ as he must have sold his soul to the devil to be that good in Piercing! (Z, as you noticed, I like to add current events like this as a sermon illustrations to draw attention to the younger audience. It really makes most gamers listen to my sermon if I mention famous e-sport players.)
And quite honestly, except those saying its Seeker, the rest had a valid reason to claim that this was the Anti-Christ as they displayed a shocking level of depravity, wickedness, and immorality.
Are we to assume that they were all wrong? Perhaps… Or maybe perhaps from Hitler, all the way to the Australian Avarice, they have been "Types" or signs that will simply point us to a Final Anti-Christ. Perhaps, God, in order to constantly remind us that His Word is True and indeed miraculous, has destined history, as written in the Bible to have several fulfillments, many of which are partial fulfillments or foreshadowing to a final fulfillment?
And it is in this vein, that we find ourselves in the study of Typology.
Typology is the study of signs, symbols and the interpretation of Types.
Let me take a positive example to further cement my case…
You've heard me say several times that I say Samuel in the book of 1 Samuel of a "typology" or a sign that points to Jesus. In many ways, an appropriate approach would be to read 1 Samuel with the assumption that Samuel foreshadows Jesus.
If we go to the prophecy in 1 Samuel 2, God got angry at the current High Priest, Eli, and prophesied to Eli that Eli's lineage would-be priest who wouldn't reach old age and that their line would stop serving in the altar. After that, God gave this prophecy in 1 Samuel 2:35,
"I will raise up for myself a faithful priest, who will do according to what is in my heart and mind. I will firmly establish his priestly house, and they will minister before my anointed one always."
Now the immediate assumption as to the fulfillment of this prophecy, if we follow that story, is that we would assume it to be fulfilled through the priest to Samuel. Samuel took over when Eli died, he ministered faithfully and replaced the line of Priest that served in Israel.
According to the Bible, we do not have any records of Samuel ever committing sin, and even on his death, he challenged Israel of this, to which Israel responded that they have noted no sin in Samuel's lifetime. If you think David had a magnificent title, "a man after God's own heart," consider Samuel's title. A man who will do according to God's own heart and mind.
But on the other hand, many would challenge that this verse does not refer to Samuel but to Jesus because of the clause that this priest will "minister before God's anointed ones, always." Which basically implies this priestly line will forever serve God. And only Jesus could fulfill this role.
My interpretation and I hope this congregation's interpretation and conviction, would be that this verse was fulfilled in two ways.
Samuel was the initial fulfillment and is a typology to the final fulfillment, which is Jesus.
The Bible has been doing this several times and using a certain Old Testament verse and make it a sign that eventually points to Jesus. In other words, these verses have more than one fulfillment.
A partial fulfillment of the sign in the form of Samuel, a righteous Priest who was impeccable in actions and wisdom, and later the Great High Priest that we have in Jesus.
1 Samuel also introduces David, a typology of Jesus in the areas of being a King.
But of course, this alone could not be supporting evidence for my theory in the study of Typologies. So let's take a look at another interesting and puzzling verse which shows a unique example of a typology.
We go to Hosea 11:1 and find an interesting phrase here that was used by the Gospel writer Matthew.
"Out of Egypt, I called my Son."
This is a strange verse to use because mainly, according to the context of Hosea 11:1, the son here refers to the nation Israel. Why did Matthew later use this verse to mean Jesus? We all stand with the idea that the Holy Scripture is inerrant. So why would Matthew, in the inspiration of the Holy Spirit, use this verse in its wrong context?
My answer is Typology.
Let us first analyze what's going on in Matthew.
Joseph and Mary had escaped from Bethlehem because of Herod. They lived in Egypt and waited for Herod to die. Upon Herod's death, Joseph returns to Israel and so, Matthew summarizes it in verse 15 of chapter 2, And so was fulfilled what the Lord had said through the prophet: "Out of Egypt I called my son."
Matthew quotes Hosea 11:1 and immediately assumes that this is speaking of Jesus when in actuality, the context rules that we so hardly adhere to, dictates that Hosea 11 is talking about the nation Israel!
Typology easily resolves this issue. If we are to assume that Israel has always been a typology of Jesus, a temporary sign and can have more than one fulfillment in the great passage of time, we can then easily accept this verse.
By accepting that Israel in Hosea 11, represents Jesus, we can actually see that in many ways Israel did foreshadow Jesus.
Jesus, like Israel, stays in Egypt and leaves to return to the Promised Land. Jesus, Like Israel, is sent to the wilderness to spend a passage of time connected with the number of 40. Israel spent 40 years wandering in the desert, Jesus spent 40 days in the desert.
The Gospel records that Jesus was sent to the wilderness to be tempted and tried, wasn't this the case for Israel?
And isn't it interesting, that in the famous encounter between Jesus and the Devil in that same wilderness where Israel was tested, Jesus answered the Devil quoting verses from the book of Deuteronomy?
Deuteronomy discusses most of the consequences that Israel suffered because they failed. In this Typology, Jesus acts as the perfect version of Israel. He goes out of Egypt, is tempted by the devil in the wilderness exposing Him to hunger, thirst, and the danger of being killed by wild animals.
In Israel's hunger, they complained to God, and the reluctant response of God was to send Manna from heaven, Satan uses this same strategy and tells Jesus to make stone bread, but Jesus quotes from Deuteronomy saying that man shall not live by bread alone.
Jesus fasted in that 40 days in the desert. The Israelites feasted with unlimited manna and even by sending birds which the Israelites can easily capture and eat. I can go on and on, but if you analyze the remaining challenges that Satan poised to Jesus, we find that the Israelites actually failed on all of these temptations. In fact, I would go as far to say that the temptations Jesus faced and the temptations Israel faced were roughly the same!
But it doesn't stop here, if you've read through the Bible, you will know that the moment Israel finally enters the Promised Land, you'll be reading through the Book of Joshua. And in Hebrew, the name for Joshua is Yeshua, the very same name to which we translate the Name, Jesus!
So Joshua becomes a typology, a foreshadowing that the book of Joshua will also repeat in history. We've already seen hints of that! That scene in Joshua 10 where kings in their retreat hid in caves to flee from Israel. Is this not the same vivid imagery explained in the book of Revelation which will be the scene when Jesus returns?
At this point, I argue, that perhaps in the dogmatic ways of our interpretation of Scripture, we have long set aside the possibility that if the Bible is promised to be the Word of God, Inerrant, relevant and true, then would it not be true for all ages? Is it possible to see this foreshadowing's again and again?
I will not be surprised, ladies and gentlemen, that in the near future, the very events we read in the book of Revelation will become a typology! A sign that we may soon see, in anticipation of the Second Coming!
We have long interpreted the book of Revelation and its various events to have passed! How many writers and Bible teachers have risen up to explain how World War Three fulfilled many of the verses in Revelation.
I'm not saying they're wrong. I'm saying they could be right. But in this sense, that what they explained are but typologies and these signs that may repeat itself unto final fulfillment.
So read the Book of Revelation! Read the book of Joshua! Read the Book of Daniel! Of Zacharias, of the many verses and the many books in the Bible which speaks or alludes to the coming end!
We could all come witness to various typologies of events that will have its ultimate fulfillment when Christ return. As for me, I may sound insane, but with the recent events that have been happening, I am certain now, we will bear witness to many foreshadowing's itself! Make no mistake!
Perhaps, in the coming days, chaos will be revealed. And perhaps, in the coming days, someone will rise up perhaps as another foreshadowing of Jesus who will appear in Power and Might! Perhaps, in the days to come, you will all see the Way!
Let's close in prayer…
(A and Z, I do hope this gives us a roadmap of future actions you have to take. Revisit the stories in the Old Testament. I have a feeling that one of our friends may be anticipating the revisiting and fulfillment of the prophecies in Egypt. It might take some time until the Bible study after all. So the specific plans that I have in mind to make the world believe in God  cannot be explained. For now, read and follow the Word. Oh, and if C and G are free, have them visit me here in the Americas.)


An alien race invaded the Earth on June 6, 2128. At the midst of this war, many nations allied with the alien threat and the war nearly wiped out the rebelling humans of the planet. At the edge of mankind's survival, the United Nations Army launched its forces to eliminate the immediate stellar threats that loomed over Earth.

General Seeker Carlean, commander and leader of the mission, risked and gave his life to destroy the immediate stellar threat. The battle was won though Earth lay in ruins. Perhaps mankind will live to see a few years of peace before the alien threat returns to wipe out their existence.

At the immediate aftermath of the stellar battle, the fallen Seeker Carlean awakens and finds himself at aged 17, living the peaceful life he lived 16 years before he died.

So begins a new game in the battle for humanity's survival.

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Cover art by Jayps. http://www.behance.net/Jayps

Hey everyone sorry for no updates, been having a case of writers block a lot lately, to help get some 'relief' I started a side novel called, Anime Powers in DxD.

I hope you could go check it out, thanks for all the support.

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