Basically I pulled a couple of pictures from one of my favorite comic!

Hotel fantasy, best hotel of city z. It is specialised in preparing spontaneous delicacy of the nation and splendid cuisines of western Europe and Asia. The chefs in there are world class cutlery experts. Very skilled and professional.

Inside the reserved room, on the fifth floor, set two people reading the menu. Kim was speechless after glancing over the prices of foods and drinks.

She glanced at the man sitting in front of her, seems to be unaffected by drill that will occur in his wallet.

"I don't have any preferences so please order something for me yourself." Kim spoke gently to him. After all, this was a date. 
Kim didn't like to live on other's money, she had her own money which she usually spent on things that attracts her and food was number one of them, but it  imprudent to use his money like water since this was their first.

If it was some other man, kim would proudly use it till her satisfaction but it was his, her Mr. dreamy's money, and would never want to use shamelessly...
"Fine! What do you prefer, western or chinese food? Maya thought for a moment before replying. " chinese... because I'm not good with western dishes!" she smiled revealing her Colgate white teeth beneath her sweet pink lips.

Lu Bohai stared at her in daze. She really looked enchanting in her black  dress with sleeves up to her elbow and a messy hair bun and curled fringes in front of her ears. She wore a black smart watch on her left wrist, and flat shoes.

He wasn't sure but he really didn't want to take his eyes off her. As he was staring at her, Kim also stared back at him but... They were now devoured in each other's eye's.

 It was like their soul was United and communicating with eyes. As they say... eyes are the mirrors of our soul.

Without any words, the defeaning silence was all between them until...

*Cough*** The waitress stood with a notebook beside them.

The man straightened up and ordered a few chinese dishes of his choice and once he was done ordering, he turned to her and she nodded her head. 

Woww, first meet up and talking in signal language.... good start Kim... good start!
Kim cheered for herself inwardly as she blushed unaware that the man had suddenly taken his phone out and took her picture where she was darm red!

Afterwards.... He dropped her at home and said that he'll like to go out with her another time, to which Kim excitedly acquiesced to.

She laid on her bed after shower.... unable to focus on her work. Everywhere she looked was him and only him! 

Her room was filled with his posters...
"Please look, the way in which, I love you...
Everywhere is filled with your picture.
Hmmm mmm mmm hmmm
Aaah haa haa ....

Please look, the way in which, I love you...
Everywhere is filled with your photo....
...
Is it at test, confession it may be....
Is it at test, confession it may be...
I acknowledge you as my faith ...
I acknowledge you as my faith....
laa laa laaa laaa
Hmm Mmm mmm...

I thought that, until you return, I'll continue talking, with pictures of your..  
.. I'll smile a little... I'll cry a little... I'llcontinue to meet with your pictures...
It's hard to live without seeing you,
Everywhere is filled with your pictures."

She sang as she touched the walls on her room filled with this picture and posters. She would kiss his cheeks and lips and rub her nose against his.
....

Hi friends I'll continue to update but may miss a day and then update.... sorry but please comment if you like this book or not....
Love you! And hope to heard backfrom all of you.

La la la land

" I can't believe that I'm getting married....married with the man I love."
Song Kim was feeling like she was in some kind of dream world where dreams come true. 

She fell in love at first sight and was way too glad of her fortunes that faith had send him as her fiance. 
But wait....

Why is his Ex- girlfriend loitering around him and always putting her fragile state of being in front of him.

"Fine. He want a pretty and pitiful woman for himself, huh! But I'm no pitiful  woman. I have martial arts black belt, a certificate in pastry, and many world renowned awards for my dress design. what the hell do they think of me."

Song Kim was one of the top woman's of China but in front of everybody, she was a spoiled little brat of a rich family.

".... Mia ... I went to his place and told his parents that I don't love him and love somebody else and he doesn't love me but his ex so it's better to cancel the engagement."

Mia"........"

Book my flight to Paris. In this award show, if I win, I will take off my mask and show my face on stage to the world. Let's see what will all of their reactions be who think I'm a nobody if I don't marry that man...."

Hope you enjoy this story. And comment your thoughts and forgive my mistakes. Girls who think they should or should not change for boys!! This is for you? Thank you.
❤

After resting for five minutes, Zhang Zian struggled to stand up and followed Jiang Qianxue hiking up the mountain. 
The carrier interested the fans even more. Many teahouses used high-end mineral water to make tea; however, a teahouse located on top of a mountain that still used high-end water seemed quite distinctive.
How much does one pot of tea cost?
As they hiked up further, the fog seemed thicker and the humidity was very high. The sky was dark. It looked like it was going to rain soon. Maybe the street vendors down the hill were right about the rain.  
When Zhang Zian almost died climbing up the stairs, the path took a sharp turn to the right and there was a flat area looking extremely like the mountaintop. 
In fact, they were about 20 or 30 meters away from the top. The real mountaintop was so narrow that it wasn’t suitable for tourists. As a result, most people would stop there and call it the mountaintop. Not many people had reached the top. Although it seemed awfully quiet on their way up, there were actually quite a few tourists up there. A few college kids were taking pictures of the fog using some expensive cameras; two families who seemed to know each other were resting on the stone bench, chatting and laughing; a young couple was hiding under the trees…Zhang Zian reached into his pocket. It was too bad that he didn’t bring a lighter, otherwise he would scare the crap out of those two annoying lovebirds. 
A group of strong-looking older people who hiked there every day were about to go down. When they saw how tired Zhang Zian was, they all laughed at him. "Young man, you have to get some more exercise! Look at that girl, she is much better than you!" 
There were a few gazebos and stores selling food, drinks and souvenirs. Not many people would spend money there though. 
There, the mysterious teahouse was standing right in front of Jiang Qianxue and Zhang Zian – Teahouse in Hidden Fog. 
It was a two-level Chinese traditional style building that looked like the teahouses in old Chinese movies. Small but elegant, it looked exceptionally attractive among the other old buildings. There were some antique lanterns hanging along the eaves of the veranda. The signboard also seemed to come from some famous calligrapher. It was a beautiful piece of art. 
Even though Mt. Hidden Fog wasn’t too high, building a teahouse like this had to be costly. All the building materials had to be transported up by the carriers. How long would it take for the return on investment?
Jiang Qianxue pointed her cell phone at the teahouse so her fans could see it. Zhang Zian also was using his cell phone and looking around. People thought he was taking a picture, but in fact he was searching for the elfin. 
There were barely any buildings there so the elfin was very likely hiding in the teahouse. 
Someone came out from the teahouse. It was the carrier they saw on their way up. Now he looked relaxed and happy with only an empty pole on his shoulder, since those four cartons of mineral water had turned into cash in his pocket. He walked around, pulled out a plastic bag and picked up the empty bottles people left behind. After, he nodded at Zhang Zian and Snowy with a smile, then followed the older group down the hill. 
The college kids saw Zhang Zian and Snowy at the gate of the teahouse. They came over to tell them, "That teahouse is crazy expensive. We checked out the prices a minute ago."
Jiang Qianxue didn’t really care. "Well, it should be a bit more expensive. The water was moved up here by the carriers."
The kids came to tell her because she was pretty and looked like she was the same age as them. If there was only Zhang Zian, they wouldn’t have bothered. 
"It is a lot more expensive," they laughed. 
Snowy was more curious after talking to them. She spoke to Zhang Zian, "Mr. Manager, want to take a look?"
Zhang Zian wiped off some sweat, "You go first. I want to take a breath out here."
She couldn’t wait to walk in the teahouse happily. 
The kids saw that Snowy walked in. They immediately turned around, but Zhang Zian stopped one of them, "How expensive is it?" 
"Well, go check it out yourself," they walked away and continued taking pictures. 
Are they really taking pictures? Zhang Zian suspected that those kids came up to pretend they were taking pictures. Their real purpose was to attract pretty girls. The high-end cameras might not even belong to them. 
He walked in the teahouse after cooling down for a bit. 
"Welcome. How many guests in the group?" a young girl wearing a waitress uniform came up with a big smile on her face. 
The décor in the teahouse was fresh and elegant. There were six sets of Chinese redwood tables and chairs. Each set was separated by a folding screen with Chinese painting. It provided privacy for each party. Wooden windows with carved patterns were wide open so the customers could look at the beautiful mountaintop view as they enjoyed the tea. Some Chinese calligraphy was hanging on the wall between the windows. However, Zhang Zian wasn’t good at art, so he could not tell what they were about. Some antique lanterns were hanging inside to light up the teahouse. 
Behind the counter stood a lady in her 30swearing a traditional Chinese Qipao. 
To look good in a traditional Chinese Qipao is not easy. A normal person usually could not carry it well. A high-end Qipao is usually tailored for a perfect fit.  
This lady looked great in her Qipao. She looked like a classical Chinese beauty. Behind her, there was a padauk shelf which listed various kinds of tea making tools. She smiled and nodded at Zhang Zian as their eyes met. 
There were no more customers. 
The aroma of tea filled the teahouse. 
Jiang Qianxue was showing her fans the décor in the teahouse and talking to them quietly. The female owner didn’t stop her. Zhang Zian relaxed. Not like the jewelry store, taking pictures and filming was allowed here.
The waitress understood immediately. She pointed at Snowy and asked, "are you guys together?"
Zhang Zian nodded, "yeah."
The waitress said, "please take a seat. Let me know whenever you are ready." She then returned to the counter and stood next to the owner. They were chatting from time to time. There was a mini copper stove with charcoal burning inside. Four different color teapots were laying on the counter side by side. They were silver, copper, black and brown. 
Zhang Zian pulled out his cell phone and scanned around the teahouse. His target was found immediately. 
[Game Tip]: Target confirmed -  the benevolent and righteous cat. 


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

Togetsu Academy, Rina's house.
Late at night, Rina lay on the bed, reading a comic book with relish.
Di!
The mobile phone placed on her pillow suddenly received a message. Rina frowned and opened her phone; it was a Twitter message from a female comic author friend:
"Hey, Rina, are you free this weekend? Let's go eat Chinese food together!"
The profile photo was a cute girl with golden ponytails.
"Chinese cuisine?" Rina raised her eyebrows. The young girl she knew was not only a painter, but also the daughter of a British diplomat. The two met at a celebrity banquet in the past, and later they gradually knew each other's identity.
No one knew that the 'Tongue of God' of Togetsu's Top Ten had a friend of the same age from a foreign school except for Rina herself and her follower, Feisha.
"Yeah, don't you know that there is a restaurant that is hotly discussed by the otaku tonight. Just in Ameyoko, Taito..."
Seeing this, Rina took a deep breath, and the abominable face appeared in front of her eyes again.
"Is that restaurant called Xia's Chinese Cuisine Restaurant?" She twitched her fingers to send a message.
"Oh, Rina, I thought that you, who's part of the Togetsu's Top Ten, didn't care much about the information of local restaurants."
"…"
Rina was silent until the girl on the opposite side urged her. She hummed and typed hardly, "What sh*t Chinese food, don't go!"
"Rina, your character is really inscrutable." The girl sent a sneering expression. When she was annoyed and intended to sneer at the girl, the girl sent the next text that made her heartbeat jump rapidly.
"I recently finished a short story. Would you like to see it, huh?"
"Short story?"
Thinking about the identity hidden by this friend, Rina blushed.
On the surface, she was the daughter of a British diplomat, a well-known Tokyo celebrity, and also known as debutante, but in fact, she was a deep house lady. She was also a small well-known peer painter on the Internet.
Thinking about the delicate and gorgeous book that she had sent before, Rina unconsciously stirred her legs on the bed, and her eyes were hesitant.
"Do you want it?" There was no response from the opposite side. The girl's tone was impatient.
"No, don't want!" 
"...Really don't want?" said the blonde girl with double ponytails. "You must be honest, Rina! After all, besides cooking, comics and novels are your second hobby! As a painter, I think I have the responsibility of giving you happiness, which will give you more inspiration for cooking!"
"I'm just saying that this short story was painted especially for you. Heehee, you will be pleasantly surprised after reading it!"
Seeing the last message, Rina was curious. Just as she was about to ask, the phone received a new email with a compressed package attachment, more than 20mb in size, which was quite small for a comic picture package.
Pursing her mouth, Rina received the email, skilfully downloaded it, un-compressed it, and opened it with her mobile phone.
"Full color?"
The first picture was very beautiful, giving a stunning sense of visual spike.
The setting sun was falling. The sky was far away, and the cherry blossom petals covered the ground. The surrounding trees were cherry trees. The two girls' limbs were entangled in the cherry blossom petals, and Rina's heartbeat accelerated. She looked carefully and noticed the appearance of the two girls. They were very familiar. She was stunned.
The girl with short red and purple hair was on the bottom, and the girl with long wavy blond hair was on top. She was charming. The girl on the top grabbed the other girl's uniform and tie, and the other hand picked off the other girl's white shirt which had been unbuttoned after she took off her coat. If the girl below was half-covered, then the girl above was too exposed. Her skin was white as snow. Below was a short uniform skirt. The black stockings on the right leg faded to the ankle.
"Hiss..."
Rina was able to see it no matter how stupid she was. The two girls in this picture scene were herself and Feisha!
"This, it's too foul!" Rina's face was as red as an apple. Her heart almost suffocated. She turned off her phone with a snap, gasping heavily in bed. For a while, she bit her teeth. But her body was still very obedient. She unlocked the phone screen again.
Di. The gorgeous style of lesbian pictures once again occupied the mobile phone screen.
This time, Rina grinded her teeth and looked at them.
First, second, third...
A total of eleven.
It was still alright at the beginning. The bolder the content was at the back, which made people's heart stop.
Because it was full color, and it was private self-entertainment, there was no code to describe the indescribable. Rina was dizzy. Her nose was hot, and she seemed to have a nosebleed.
"How is it?" Soon, the female artist with golden double ponytails sent greetings.
"Okay! Very good!" Rina grinded her teeth.
"…"
A luxurious villa on a ramp in Tokyo. 
Late at night, the girl sitting at the painting table holding a mobile phone shivered.
"Don't worry, Rina, it's for internal appreciation only. I will not upload it to the Internet!"
"...Golden retriever, do you want to die?"
From the text Rina sent, the girl could perceive the terrible murderousness, shrinking her neck. "Oh, I know. I will keep the manuscript carefully."
"Whatever. Anyway, if the set of pictures spread to a third person, you know the consequences!"
Rina finished saying it and actively changed the topic.
"I heard that you have made up with your first love recently?"
"What? Who wants to make up with him!"
This time it was the blonde double ponytail girl who was a tsundere.
"Well, it's better not to mix with a group of common people all day. Your primary school and junior high school are public schools, right? Why did you suddenly go to Hakunosaki High School..." 
Late at night, two arrogant girls with similar characters started a long chat.
…
The next day.
Yesterday, the heavy rain in Tokyo made the streets wet. It was a bit cold in the middle of March. But in the morning, the Chinese restaurant deep in the old store street was surrounded by a group of guests.
"It's almost nine o'clock. It hasn't opened yet?"
"Who knows. I came here after reading Mizutani's tweet. Today happens to be Saturday. I'm free, so I can wait."
This group of guests had one common characteristic:
Young!
The younger guests were only 13 or 14 years old, and the oldest were just university students. It could be said that they were all loyal users of NicoNico, and even the fans of Mizutani.
The psychology of fans was easy to understand. Whatever the idols strongly supported, no matter what, they would pay attention, not to mention a Chinese restaurant that was said to be delicious.
In this world of clothing, food, housing, and transportation, 'food' was infinitely elevated, even sacred, and the chef's social status had also risen.
The RB network had recently set off a career discussion craze. People were scrambling to vote. As a result, professional chefs had a shocking number of votes. It was far away from the second and third civil servants and doctors.


Xia Yu made a wish to eat until he vomited. And this particular wish brought him to a completely strange spirit world which was full of cuisines.
What, Chef God System?
"You need to not only satisfy normal people's appetite but also all kinds of devils and ghosts. Use your food to move them!" the old man said to him coolly.
So, Xia Yu would never stop running on the road of becoming a Chef God.
 

Gun-Ho and Jae-Sik Moon left for Shanghai, China in order to attend Min-Hyeok's wedding.
Gun-Ho who was still worried about not having many friends at Min-Hyeok's wedding made a phone call to Professor Jien Wang and Director Seukang Li. The wedding was held at a restaurant called JangGang in Shanghai. Gun-Ho at first thought, when he heard the name of the restaurant, that it was a restaurant serving some Chinese noodles; however, it turned out that the restaurant was located in Changjiang Hotel and the wedding would be held at the hotel.
The wedding ceremony overall was similar to the one in Korea, except that they used red color extensively in decorating the wedding hall. Jae-Sik was carrying his camera with him all the time during his stay in Shanghai, and he brought it with him to the wedding as well, and he was busy taking pictures with it.
"Hey, you seem to be so busy there in taking pictures, huh?"
"Yeah, I just want to keep all these in record."
"Enjoy the view and the moment. You might miss things by keeping yourself busy in taking pictures."
"Don't ask me later to show you these pictures to remember the moment here."
 
The wedding was performed in a Western-style. Just like a wedding in Korea, the tables were covered with tablecloths; liquor and beverage were placed on them, along with a lucky bag with some chocolate in it.
Gun-Ho and Jae-Sik sat at a table where its table nameplate said Xin Lang Pengyou. Jae-Sik took a picture of that table nameplate as well because it looked exotic with Chinese characters on it.
"It seems that Chinese people call a friend Pengyou."
After a while, Jien Wang and Seukang Li arrived. When they saw Gun-Ho, they seemed to be very happy.
"Hey, Gun-Ho Goo!"
"Thank you for coming, friend."
"Why are you saying that? Of course, we should come to congratulate Min-Hyeok."
"Oh, Jae-Sik, these are my Chinese friends."
"This is Jien Wang; he is a college professor in the business department at Zhejiang University. And this is Seukang Li; he is a director of a bureau in Shanghai City."
The three men exchanged their business cards to each other. Jae-Sik Moon stared at Jien Wang's and Seukang Li's business cards for a while.
"Are you going to take a picture of those business cards too?"
Jae-Sik scratched his head in embarrassment.
After looking at Jae-Sik's business card, Seu-Kang Li asked Gun-Ho,
"What's his position?"
"He is a chief editor in a publishing company."
"Oh, I see."
Jae-Sik felt envious of Gun-Ho who was speaking Chinese fluently while talking with Jien Wang and Seukang Li.
"I knew Gun-Ho made a fortune and became a rich man, but I didn't know he could speak Chinese fluently."
Jae-Sik Moon was amazed by Gun-Ho's ability in communicating freely with Chinese people in their native tongue, which he newly found.
 
Right before the wedding started, the president and the vice president of Jinxi Construction Company arrived. They came all the way to the wedding venue to congratulate Min-Hyeok.
"Hey, Chinkkeo Seon! You, Kkangsin Kkao came too!"
"Gun-Ho Goo, good to see you again."
"Thank you so much for coming."
"Of course we should come. We are Pengyou (friend), right?"
 
Once the wedding ceremony began, all sorts of dishes started coming out as well. The duration of the ceremony was a lot longer than the Korean one. The guests started drinking the strong Chinese alcohol—Baijiu with oily Chinese food. A lot of them smoked too, and it made the room filled with smoke.
It was time for picture-taking with friends. Five people attended the wedding as Min-Hyeok's friends, and that was enough number of friends to make Min-Hyeok feel supported and cared.
Jien Wang whispered into Gun-Ho's ear in a low voice,
"The bride looks exotic."
"She is Korean-Chinese. And she studied in the U.S. Now she is teaching at the international school in Shanghai."
"Oh, I see."
Gun-Ho looked at the bride. She was tall and she was a beauty.
 
Once Gun-Ho returned to Korea after attending Min-Hyeok's wedding in China, he called for a meeting.
"Since we acquired Mulpasaneop, our sales revenue has steadily increased because of your hard work. The capital of this company is 3 billion won, but I spent an additional 5 billion won in order to pay off urgent debts and to build a new factory."
The directors and managers made notes while Gun-Ho was talking.
"We don't have urgent debts anymore and we don't have a creditor who is pressing us hard to repay them. We don't have unpaid wages any longer. So, our company is doing okay now. However, we have to keep in mind that we still have debt which is about the same amount as our sales revenue. Since we have to make a payment to the bank for the loan interest, we can't raise your or other employees' salaries yet. Our internal auditor here should know better since he is the one who has been handling all financial matters."
The internal auditor was listening to Gun-Ho, and the other executives kept taking notes. Gun-Ho was in his mid-30s and he used to work as a factory worker while the managers and directors in the meeting had a high academic degree and work experience, and most of them were in their 50s. Gun-Ho continued to talk,
"Mr. Internal Auditor, how much debt do we currently have in total?"
"As of today, we have about 70 billion won debt including accounts payable, short-term and long-term debt."
"Let me then ask you, Director Dong-Chan Kim, who is in charge of sales. Is it possible that we can pay all these debt off by selling our products?"
"It will be really difficult to do so for now."
"Listen up. I am planning to go public in the near future. We keep increasing our sales revenue and reducing our debt, and then we register our company with KOSDAQ. There are certain things required in order to be registered with KOSDAQ. And a certain percentage of the company's shares must be owned by a certain number of people. So, once we go public, our employees will have an opportunity to own the company's shares. Once they own a piece of our company, it will grow their sense of ownership toward the company and hopefully, that would lead to high productivity."
The executives kept writing quickly on their notes as Gun-Ho continued to talk.
"My goal is growing this company as a KOSDAQ registered firm."
The internal auditor chipped in.
"That sounds great, sir. I do believe this company needs to go public. We can bring in more funds and it will improve our employees' work environment. Once we become a public company, we don't have to borrow money from a bank, but we can issue stocks instead to raise funds."
Gun-Ho continued,
"So I want to strengthen our sales, and also bring in a person who has extensive work experience in the field."
Once Gun-Ho announced that he wanted to bring a new person in, the manager and directors stopped taking notes at once and looked at Gun-Ho.
 
"Starting the first day of the next month, we will be working with Mr. Jang-Hwan Song who used to work for S Group as a vice president. Since he has extensive work experience with a large company, I am thinking of giving him a position of a co-president."
The executives looked at each other in surprise.

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.

The exciting task of physical examinations continued for a day.
At dusk, the sanatorium specially arranged for a beach barbecue to raise the doctors' morale.
The sea, beach, and soothing breeze were readily available. The organizing party just had to wash and cut up the ingredients before bringing them over to the barbecue. The staff of the sanatorium really wished that the senior citizens could eat all this, but they could not, so the doctors would have to do.
The doctors were thrilled.
For white-collar workers who had worked in the city for a long time; enjoying the sea breeze, drinking beer, having barbecued food, and chatting on the beach during peaceful dusk could be said to be both a great joy and reward. At least, it was worth uploading nine consecutively captured photographs of this escapade to their friends' circle.
In fact, the first thing many of them did when they got to the beach was to take pictures and do just that. They did this to wash away their annoyance of having to constantly post about working overtime, complaints towards the hospital's system, and their insults towards patients.
The young resident doctors, most of the attending physicians, and nurses ran around and yelled. They never stopped taking pictures with their mobile phones either.
In contrast, the associate chief physicians and chief physicians were much more reserved.
If an associate chief physician of Yun Hua Hospital were to be a doctoral graduate, there was still a probability that he was under forty years old. Basically, all of the associate chief physicians were over forty-five years old. Even if a doctoral graduate were to become an associate chief physician in his thirties, he would turn forty after holding that position for a few years.
Doctors over the age of forty were naturally too shy to hold up their mobile phones and walk around, taking pictures like the young. Even those who really wanted to take photographs did not want to do it in front of the young people.
This was why the crowd on the beach was soon clearly divided into two groups. One group had their phones flashing at dusk, while the other group hid in the darkness, watching them with sparkling eyes.
Ling Ran took a few chicken wings and a few slices of beef. He stood beside the grill to barbecue them. He neither took any pictures nor chatted with anyone.
"Do you want me to take a few pictures of you for you to upload to your friend circle?" When Doctor Zhou walked past Ling Ran, he saw the skewer in Ling Ran's hand and wanted to provide labor in exchange for food.
Ling Ran shook his head, "I already have a lot of pictures."
"I have never heard anyone complaining about having a lot of pictures."
Doctor Zhou laughed out loud and continued, "I'm pretty skilled in taking pictures. You'd get at least a hundred likes if you were to upload a photograph your circle."
Baffled, Ling Ran raised his head to look at Doctor Zhou.
A few seconds later, Doctor Zhou himself came to a realization and chuckled.
"What am I saying? You would probably get up to a hundred likes, even if you just upload a picture of your toenail.
Ling Ran flipped the chicken wing around and was deep in thought.
"Nevermind, forget that I said anything. I don't want to know about how your friend circle is like, either."
Doctor Zhou quickly gained his senses. As he smelled the aroma of the nearly cooked pork belly slices, he quickly left.
After Ling Ran sprinkled a little bit of cumin on the pork belly slices, the aroma became even thicker.
"Chief Physician Li, I'll take a picture for you?" Doctor Zhou went to the group of people who were hiding in the darkness with sparkling eyes.
Chief Physician Li said in embarrassment with a smile, "I'm already so old, there's no need to take pictures…"
"Look at you. Does age have anything to do with taking pictures? Come on, come forward a little, I'll take a half-body shot for you… Even though I'm not as good as you guys when it comes to medical skills, I'm widely known for my photography skills. Come on, say cheese…" Doctor Zhou was a good talker. With a few clicks, he took a bunch of photographs.
After that, he asked Chief Physician Li to carry out all sorts of poses.
Chief Physician Li got used to it after a while, and was switching poses by himself soon after without much prompting.
After satisfying a chief physician, Doctor Zhou immediately went to another associate chief physician to provide them his services. He did not mind climbing up and down, hunkering, going forward and backwards, and tiring himself out to the satisfaction of the doctors.
Led by Doctor Zhou, the group of old chief physicians and associate chief physicians started fervently taking photographs. For a short period of time, all the people took off their scarves and hats, creating a picturesque sight. Everyone praised Doctor Zhou for being 'thoughtful' and 'impressive.' A few chief physicians who did not know Doctor Zhou very well also added him on WeChat to make it easier for him to send the photographs to their phone.
Ling Ran stayed at the corner from the beginning to the end and quietly barbecued the meat.
The ingredients provided by the sanatorium were quite good. Even though they did not offer western ingredients such as steak, the taste of rib fingers, beef, lamb chop, and pork chop were not inferior to steak at all.
This was especially true for the rib fingers, which had both lean meat and fat on them. If you were to lock the juice of the rib fingers with strong fire before roasting them slowly with weak fire, they would still be pretty tender, even if roasted sufficiently. This suited the appetite of the Chinese very much.
Thoroughly cleaned pig's intestines were even more delicious. You just need to suppress the guilt of causing wastage and allow the oil to drip out freely from the bowels. Upon being cooked, they would be crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. You would be able to finish one large plate of it only after adding a little bit of salt.
And pork belly slices were always the most classic ingredient in Chinese cooking.
Before Korean dramas fell in trend, the Ling family had always stir-fried their vegetables with pork belly slices. If you fried the pork belly slices to extract the oil in them first, then use them to fry vegetables, they would be particularly fragrant. Mildly baked pork belly slices eaten with vegetables fried with lard were always very delicious.
And after Korean dramas came into trend, the price of pork belly slices increased by the year, and the Ling family stir-fried their vegetables with pork shoulders instead. However, pork shoulders were rising in popularity, as influencers often posted lunch boxes with pork chop inside on social media. The era of cheap pork shoulders would be over soon...
"Doctor Ling, you work on the meat with such seriousness."
A girl who was holding two glasses of beer put her left foot forward and revealed the relatively small right side profile. She then passed a glass of beer to Ling Ran.
"Thank you."
Ling Ran took the glass of beer. He flipped a piece of meat and asked, "Do you have a plate?"
"There's one here." The young girl quickly took an empty plate.
Ling Ran put a piece of rib finger and a slice of pork belly on the empty plate. He then gave her a corn on the cob using a pair of forceps.
"Thank you, Doctor Ling." The young girl was pleasantly surprised.
"You're welcome."
"Wow, it's delicious," the young girl said happily, "Doctor Ling, you are very good at barbecuing meat."
"Hm, this happens after you operate the endotherm knife for a long time."
Ling Ran's reply was very honest.
The young girl was dumbstruck for a moment before suddenly realizing that Ling Ran was referring to how there would be a smell of barbecued meat when doctors scorched the patients with an endotherm knife in the operating theater. As both initiated the Maillard reaction, there would naturally be the same aromatic scent.
The young girl could not help but hold up the pork belly slice to scrutinize it before taking a small bite. She said with a smile, "No wonder. So, doctors have an accurate grasp of the temperature when barbecuing meat?"
"If what you said is true, orthopaedists would be good in cooking bones."
Another girl came forward and refuted indignantly.
Bone allograft reconstruction was one of the main tactics used in the Orthopaedics Department for the treatment of bone cancer. There were various methods to go about bone allograft reconstruction, such as liquid nitrogen, radiation, or ethanol. But the most commonly used methods were still the boiling of the bones and the soaking of bones inside hot water. To put it simply, it was to put an induction cooker in the operating theater, boiling water, placing the bones with cancer tumors on them in the boiling water, and cooking them until all the cancer cells were dead before returning the bones to the patients' bodies.
During this process, there would be a smell of bone broth that caused others to be puzzled by the aroma, and that aroma would not only fill the operating theater, but throughout the Orthopaedics Department's corridor.
"Chief Physician Lan from the Orthopaedics Department likes to eat hot pot with the resident doctors, the type with bone broth."
The second girl sighed when she recalled the past. She took a rib finger and started chewing it with force.
After the two girls took meat from Ling Ran, other people immediately followed.
Ling Ran held a pair of forceps in each hand. He barbecued and flipped the ingredients with one hand and took food for others with his other hand. It was an entirely new level of multi-tasking.
He was a young man who was good at learning from analogies and applying his knowledge in other places; he could naturally employ his experience with the endotherm knife in other fields.
Besides, Tao Ping went to great lengths to cultivate all sorts of hobbies in her son. Ever since young, the entire family traveled by bicycle for barbecues out in the open. Social media did not exist at that time, and she took photographs using film cameras. After the photographs were developed, she would bring them out for the neighbors to see.
The sizzling rib fingers had to be flipped once every twelve seconds.
Even though the pork belly slices had to be barbecued until they were golden, they must not be burned.
It was even more important for the pig's intestines to be golden. However, they must not turn black.
When it came to barbecuing meat, Ling Ran was at least at the Specialist Level even without the help of the system.
The girls who were busy capturing nine continuous shots were now busy editing their photographs. Those who were taking food from Ling Ran also brought him food while they were at it. The exchange of food went both ways, and the beach immediately became even livelier.
Now that the doctors were in a good mood, all the strange things they encountered during the day became stories.
"Today, I met a patient who kept insisting that the dark spot on his skin was a skin tumor. Even though the hospital had already given him three biopsy reports, he still thinks that everyone is lying to him."
"What's so weird about that? I even encountered one who did not want to take his blood pressure pills in time despite a headache. He even kept the pills the nurses placed in his mouth and wanted to spit them out."
"Sigh, I saw something epic today. I encountered an old man with especially beautiful tendons. They were magnificent, just like those on standard anatomy diagrams…"
"Now that you're talking about it, there is an old lady with a very typical condition of bone hyperplasia. If used as teaching material, the effect would definitely be exemplary."
"I met a few patients with bone hyperplasia today. This disease isn't interesting. Even rheumatoid arthritis is more interesting."
Ling Ran distributed food for the others and received food from them while listening to the doctors' conversations. He was pretty relaxed.
It was getting late, but the clouds were still visible.
The evening sun reflected off the surface of the sea, emitting a gentle light.
But the sound of the waves beating against the shore was a little noisy.
*Ding!*
*Ding!*
*Ding, ding, ding!*
A succession of notifications from the system rang beside Ling Ran's ears.
[Achievement: Praise x 12]
[Achievement Description: A colleague's praise is the biggest reward to a doctor x 12]
[Reward: Basic Treasure Chest x 12]
Ling Ran raised his head to look at the sky. 'It's already so late. Don't tell me that my colleagues are stealing my patients?'


Ling Ran, a med school senior, begins to see the world like a game UI. He uses it to pave his way towards graduation, a residency, becoming the greatest doctor in the world... And finally getting a Transformer from his newbie packs? Maybe. We don't know yet.

Qin Guan was connected to the striking news. All the netizens were shocked. Qin Guan should be at the Spanish film festival. Why did he go to Switzerland? Are you kidding me?
Reporters started refreshing Qin Guan's website and official blog immediately. The latest news were about his trip to Spain. How did the sports reporters get this scoop? They should just stick to Liu Xiang and leave this to us!
Their colleagues had just seen Qin Guan waving his flag fiercely in the stadium. The commentator had been really funny, so CCTV 5 just translated his commentary into Chinese.
"I just found out that Qin Guan, the Golden Globe winner who has also won awards at Cannes and Berlin, is not just a film star, but also a fan of Liu Xiang. As an authentic Swiss, Qin Guan was the only Chinese guy I could recognize. Thanks to him, I now learned about a Chinese athlete that is no less successful than Qin Guan in his own career."
Liu's international status was suddenly elevated. In half an hour, the news had spread across China and the entire world. By the time Qin Guan got off the plane in Spain, his staff had already posted the pictures online. So had the reporters from the Xinhua News Agency and CCTV 5.
Saint Sebastian was a small city on the bay. If it wasn't for the famous European film festival, Chinese people would not even know its name. European people loved it though.
If Spain was considered a heaven for the retired, Saint Sebastian was the heaven of heavens.
The beach there was not like in other resorts. Playa De La Concha was full of sunshine, warmth and elegant historical buildings. The buildings lined the hills along the beach without interruption. Words couldn't express the beauty of the beach.
There was also another hidden treasure there. Qin Guan only found out what it was when he met Xu Jinglei at the hotel.
It was delicious food.
The city was the gastronomical capital of Spain. The best cooking schools of the country were located there, so it was the cradle of the most renowned cooks in Europe. One could imagine the level of the restaurants there.
As soon as he heard the good news, Qin Guan rushed out of the hotel, leaving the annoying group photo with Liu Xiang behind him.
Some people thought that Qin Guan wanted to share Liu Xiang's popularity, but his fans insisted that it would have been impossible for their idol to know the outcome in advance.
After a heated discussion, both sides fixed their eyes on the fat man in the middle. They hated that lucky guy so much. Fortunately, Xu had returned to America. If looks could kill, the people in China would have murdered him.
Thanks to the group photo, Qin Guan reached the top of the Jiulang blog, surpassing even Xu Jinglei's blog, which included casual essays and personal stories. Although Wang Liying had texted him the good news, Qin Guan couldn't resist the temptation of food.
He had found the most famous local food street by asking the hotel staff. It was a wonderful site. There were only various restaurants and bars along the street.
Even Michelin restaurants were not rare around there. Qin Guan spotted at least three restaurants with Michelin stars within a distance of 30 meters.


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

Su Man majored in Design; not Costume Design, but Home Design. She spent most of her time at home, and as long as she didn't buy luxury goods, she could totally live on her own money. 
Her family would often send money to her account, for some reason or no reason. She was a completely rich lady. 
Ming Shu thought the Host was not a professional web celebrity at all. 
Ming Shu continued browsing news on her microblog. Heated discussions about her had been suppressed and replaced by a video where a cat was abused.
She opened the video. It was very scary and bloody, with the small cat's miserable screams sounding out along with the abuser's violent actions. 
Ming Shu felt uncomfortable and turned down the video. 
[Additional Task: Complete more than three tasks on social hot topics.] 
Ming Shu didn't understand. What the hell? Can you say it in a human language?
[To put it simply, you need to gain Hatred Points from more than three hot topics of social attention, like the cat abuse event you just saw. It's group Hatred Points, and it's cost-efficient.] 
"You want me to abuse cats?"
F**k, the system who calls itself Harmony always incites me to do bad things. 
Crazy bad things. 
I won't do something like that, I have my bottom line and moral integrity! Harmony System, you should incite me less. 
[…] Your bottom line and moral integrity mean nothing in front of snacks. The Harmony System organized its words: [You can choose to punish the cat abuser; in that case, other people who tend to abuse cats might correspondingly transfer their hatred to you, so you can collect Hatred Points.] 
"But, how can it be counted as the so-called group Hatred Points? Can I just mock a group of people at the same time?" 
It's easy for me to offend people!
I see Hatred Points flooding to me now.
It won't be a dream to reach one million!
[That won't work. To complete the task involving group Hatred Points, it has to… it has to have a plot.] 
Okay. You're the boss. 
The phone rang at the right time. It was Qiao Yu calling. 
"What's up," Ming Shu asked weakly, lying on the sofa.
"Little Man, I need you~ Can you come and help try on some new clothes for updates?" Qiao Yu yelled from the other end. 
"No." 
"No? Have you got other orders?" Qiao Yu thought Ming Shu accepted orders of designing something. 
"I'm going to save the world." I'm very busy!
"… Little Man, you should watch less of those brainless dramas. Just come in a hurry, please~ It'll only take one afternoon, and I'll invite you to dinner." 
Before Ming Shu answered, Qiao Yu hung up the phone. 
Considering the free dinner, Ming Shu slowly climbed up from the sofa and dressed up, then went out. 
Qiao Yu's studio was located in the remote old city area, which according to Qiao Yu's words, was a place that could inspire him. 
Ming Shu took a taxi to get there. Seeing some small food stands along the street, she happily went to get herself several bags of snacks first. 
Qiao Yu didn't have many staff in his studio. Ming Shu was his VIP model, and everyone knew her face, so they warmly greeted her. "Little Man, you're here." 
"Little Man, Boss Qiao is waiting for you in the photo studio." 
Ming Shu responded to the greetings while walking in, and she saw many cats around. "When did you get all these cats?" 
She didn't see them last time she came. 
A girl with short hair turned back and explained, "They're all stray cats nearby. We fed them for some time recently, so probably they become familiar with us, and they show up when the studio opens for work." 
"Oh."
Qiao Yu's studio mainly dealt with modified Han Chinese clothing, as well as a few authentic Han Chinese clothings. This type of clothing appealed to few and particular customers, and Qiao Yu set the price very high. But amazingly, the sales were not bad. 
Staff members in the studio gave the credit to the Host—a unique web celebrity model. 
Ming Shu wore the ethereal modified dress and posed according to the photographer's request. In the hazy mist, she looked like a real beauty walking along an ancient street. 
"Little Man, your beautiful face has no ugly angles." The photographer told everyone to take a break, but he didn't forget to praise Ming Shu. "I always get in trouble when selecting pictures, each picture seems great." 
"So you just post all of them?" Ming Shu picked up the topic speechlessly. 
"Hahahaha, Boss Qiao can't bear to see his endless hesitation, so he simply told him to post them all." 
Prodigal Qiao also broke in from beside them. "Don't you know, Little Man, each time we post new pictures, many people are already waiting to copy and save the picture." 
"So should I ask you to pay me for data flow and propaganda?"
"Ehhh, Little Man, we're old lovers, don't say something hurtful like this." 
"I don't dare to say anything. But I won't keep an old lover who only knows how to harm me like you." Ming Shu almost rolled her eyes. 
Who is your old lover!
"Hahahaha." Other people had long been used to Qiao Yu's jokes like this. They wouldn't take this seriously as the two were very close, like one person, or brother and sister. 
They heard that Boss Qiao and Little Man were childhood friends, sworn friends. 
"Little Man is so, so beautiful, if I were a man, I would go after her." 
"Come on, forget it, Little Man wouldn't like you even if you were a man…"
During the break time, everyone joked around and the atmosphere was very harmonious. 
"Miaow~" A kitten walked to Ming Shu's feet. It rubbed against her dress and stared at the little dried fish in her hand with ingratiating eyes. 
Ming Shu: "…" This is mine!
"Miaow~" The kitten cried miserably. 
Ming Shu hesitated for a long time, and then reluctantly threw a little dried fish to it. 
"Ah, we'll shoot on location. Little Man, you should hold this kitten," the photographer suddenly proposed. 
Ming Shu: "…" Is this man also wanting my food?!
The outdoor scene was a specially built ancient street nearby. The photographer told Ming Shu to wander casually, as she looked good from any angle. 
But they met some tiny issues when shooting the kitten. It didn't follow orders and always moved around. 
Ming Shu tried to catch it, and in the process, a bag of little dried fish dropped to the ground. 
The kitten and Ming Shu stared at the dried fish at the same time. An ethereal beauty and a cute kitten, standing apart, and the atmosphere suddenly froze for a moment. 
The photographer grasped the moment and shot quickly. 
Ming Shu had long legs so she easily picked up the dried fish. 
"Miaow~" The kitten continued begging and it scratched Ming Shu's dress with its claws. 
Ming Shu slightly bent over to look directly into the kitten's eyes, and smiled. "No."
This is my dried fish!
The photographer's eyes lit up and he shot another round of pictures. A photographer was important in taking quality pictures, but the artistic conception expressed by the people and scenery in the photo was also important. 
At the end of the day, the photographer didn't go to have dinner, but rushed back to the studio as if he had acquired some treasures. He checked all the photos taken that afternoon. 
He specially selected several pictures of Ming Shu and the kitten, edited them, and posted them on the microblog. 
Qiao Yu Studio V: @Full Moon A war started by little dried fish [picture] [picture] [picture] [picture]. 
[OMG, my dearest Full Moon has new photos, I love these!] 
[Each picture is so perfect. The kitten and Full Moon are both so cute, sorry girls, I can fall in love with her.] 
[My mom asks why I'm waiting below a clothing studio and copying my goddess's pictures and petting the kitten. What can I do, I'm also desperate! This is the only place I can get her pictures!] 
[My goddess is a real unprofessional web celebrity.] 
This comment received the most likes. Other web celebrities would post as many pictures as possible to maintain heated discussion. 
But their goddess only posted pictures through a clothing studio, what could they do? 
They were also very desperate!


Imagine having the opportunity to be able to enter different worlds created by numerous novels and stories. Which kind of role would you like to play? 

Do you want to be the illustrious protagonist, either good or evil; or just be a supporting role standing behind the protagonists? 

Our villain boss Ming Shu would, however, choose none of the above. Claiming missions from the Harmony System, and driven by her endless passion for snacks, the world traveler, Ming Shu, embarks on the path to make the mission target hate her as much as possible by gaining Hatred Points. But it turns out she is not alone on her journey… 
 


Two female tourists stood in front of the menu and whispered, seemingly discussing.

    For a long time, the round-faced young lady looked at Xia Yu after the counter and smiled and said: "Ah, haha... That, can the price be less? Friendship price, a 10% discount, oh, no 20% off, of course you are willing 30% off, we are going to order three small dishes to taste."

    "I am not the owner of the restaurant now."

    Xia Yu spreads: "It's just a chef. So the price is very sorry." The

    two women heard, Looking at each other.

    "When is a luxury hotel to a meal!" Round-faced little sister to bite the bullet, "start with the good, ah, if you store food is not good, I may in their own microblogging exposed!"

    Said, The young lady lifted her chin and said: "Don't underestimate me, I am a net red, Weibo fan is 600,000, and there are some famous reputations in the food industry!"

    Hey, Xia Yuhu suspected her That lovely face.

    "You are still a well-known food blogger?"

    Hand held the chin, Xia Yu suddenly said: "If you don't, I will give you a free copy of this, you help me write a soft article on Weibo, publicity, let the Japanese people Everyone knows that Ami Yokocho has such a super authentic Chinese restaurant!"

    Miss Miss Face, heard the words, only tangled for a few seconds, just shook her head in the face:

    "No!"

    "I wrote a food tour on Weibo is just a hobby. , does not involve any commercial content!"

    Xia Yu shrugged.

    "Well, I only have to make every effort to make you satisfied, and voluntarily write a soft article..."

    Two female tourists ordered the three dishes of husband and wife, sweet and sour pork tenderloin and squirrel squid. 11,000 baht.

    The practice of husband and wife in these three dishes is relatively simple.

    Many days ago, the old man cut the beef into pieces, and mixed with the beef tongue, beef heart, and beef belly. They were marinated with spices, salt, pepper noodles and other seasonings. They were cooked in a fiery fire and then fished and dried. Size sheets are ready for use.

    When ordering, just order the slices to be used, add marinade, soybean oil, pepper noodles, red pepper, sesame, peanuts and celery. Stir well and serve on the table.

    Therefore, Xia Yu first gave the two women up, is a couple of color red lips.

    "Please use!"

    Put down the plate, Xia Yu turned back to the kitchen desk busy.

    "Compared with the domestic couple's lungs, there is nothing special!"

    The young lady with a round face holds a fruit phone and takes a picture of the food. "Leave the evidence first, then move the chopsticks!" The

    goddess Fan's girlfriend sits next to him. It seems to be completely accustomed to her behavior.

    "I always feel that this fragrance is unusual..." Miss Shen of the goddess Fan first puts the chopsticks, picks up a thin slice of beef, and sends it to the import. The taste of various spices, mixed with beef flavor, is completely aggregated. Burst out in the mouth.

    There seems to be an illusion in front of her. She lives on the prairie. The grass at the bottom of her feet is not the green color, but the bright red of the pepper. Even the air is filled with the scent of pepper.

    A group of healthy cows ran past and were full of energy, but Miss Sister rounded her eyes in surprise.

    These cows are not consuming cows, and there are no milk spots, just like the freshly scented oil that has just been bathed out of the marinated river.

    Unconsciously chewing beef slices, when the chewed beef is swallowed, the incredible illusions disappear in front of you. The young lady of the goddess Fan surprised her mouth slightly, her cheeks hot, and she was dyed with a bright red.

    "It's delicious!"

    "Too delicious!"

    Next to her, it was the same face that was intoxicated with closed eyes and enjoying the illusion of food.

    When Xia Yu brought the second sweet and sour pork ribs up, a whole set of husband and wife lungs had been wiped out.

    He put the sweet and sour pork ridge down and covered his black line.

    "I haven't given you a meal yet, the food is gone..."

    "No, no, no need to go to rice, we only have to eat." The lady with a round face doesn't lift her head, and she keeps her eyes on the table. A rich, meaty dish.

    I have to say that the brilliance of the dishes, as well as the broccoli dotted on the plate, make people appetite.

    In particular, the sweet and sour pork ridge has a unique sweet and sour taste, which is a sharp secretion of stomach acid.

    "You wait, there is a dish, I will give you food first!"

    So Xia Yu continued to be busy, running back and forth in the kitchen and store.

    Fortunately, there are only two female guests in the store tonight, otherwise they will be too busy to turn around.

    "Oh... the last squirrel squid is done!" After

    about half an hour, Xia Yu was breathing heavily, putting a large dish of fish in front of the two women.

    "Please use!"

    This time, Xia Yu is not in a hurry, standing at the counter and scanning the past.

    Sure enough, the second sweet and sour pork tenderloin plate was empty, and the two bowls of rice were almost half eaten. The young lady of the goddess Fan touched her stomach, apparently full, and her cheeks were still flushed and her eyes blurred.

    As for the round-faced young lady, she bowed her head and said something with her mobile phone. Xia Yu was so embarrassed when she was serving, and she did not wake her up.

    "Writing Weibo?" Xia Yu curiously scraped it.

    It is indeed writing Weibo, and it has written hundreds of words, with pictures, and the shooting angle is very good. Even without post-processing, the Chinese cuisine on the map is so delicious and enough to evoke people. Appetite.

    Hey!

    Seeing the two dishes on the picture, husband and wife lung slices and sweet and sour pork tenderloin, Xia Yu grinned and smiled.

    The little girl is quite good at the road, not to mention his full commitment to the cooking of the two dishes.

    With a finger poked her, Xia Yu reminded: "Don't worry, take the last squirrel squid and take a picture. After the test, write your thoughts, and the pictures will be complete, so that it is complete!" The

    exclamation was spread throughout the store. .

    Among the three dishes, the most artistic, I am afraid this squirrel squid!

    A large fish is on a white, polished porcelain plate, as if it had just leaped from the pond, the fishtail and head were raised high, and the body was dotted with colorful ingredients.

    Green beans, pine nuts, corn kernels...

    Two Chinese female tourists, a little can not bear to chopsticks, and finally under the urging of Xia Yu, only picked up a piece of fried yellow fish, sent into the mouth and chewed slowly.

    Within ten minutes, the whole fish was destroyed, leaving only the fish tail and the fish head, and no fish bones were seen.

    This squirrel squid is actually a bit of a knife. When dealing with fish, not only cut the flowers in the fish, but also follow the keel of the fish, shaved from the head to the tail, carefully cut the fish into two pieces, completely remove the fish bones. But if the fish tail is connected, it is impossible to separate the two pieces of fish.

    Xia Yu silently gave the two people a cup of barley tea to get tired of eating and drinking.

    Satiate and full, the two young ladies have a little bit of walking, one is satisfied.

    "Evaluate it." Xia Yu pointed to three plates with only broth left. "Which dish do you think is the best?"

    He thought that both of them had to worry about it. Who knows just asked questions, The young lady of the face, and the young lady of the goddess Fan, all the same voice: "The husband and wife lungs!"

    "..."

    "I will swear - the dog!"

    At that time, Xia Yu's face was green.

    In the backyard of the shop, the old man sitting on the corridor, put down the teacup, revealing a smile of a fox.

    That expression seems to be saying:

    Kid, you are still tender!

Waking up in the world of MHA (My Hero Academia).
But it is not like those fan-fic that I read in which the MC is the same age as the protagonist.

He is 3 years older than Midoriya Izuku.
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"Shit, I don't know who sent me here but at least because you didn't give me Izuku's age"

"And why I keep hearing a damn sound in my head"
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Well this is my first fan-fic I hope you like it

The treaty of bringing together the worlds of
BHNA --- boku no hero academia
SNS --- shokugueki no soma
Kenichi the most powerful disciple
As the story progresses I will try to integrate more.

"Brother, this is not an unspeakable secret. Why can't we say anything?" He sat across the man at the table and opened the computer, ignoring Chu Lui's cold face.
"Tsk, who is this Little Swarthy?" he cried out in surprise.
"Ah, my little cutie has grown up.
"Eh? She's at school. That's good, she's a young lady now. Now, she's a young girl.
"Wow, there are so many Caucasian girls, but my little cutie's still the prettiest." By Caucasian girls, he meant the young toddlers that needed to be carried around.
Chu Lui leaned against the window as he wrapped his arms across his chest, his dark eyes tinted gold.
The last bit of sun was blood-red.
…
Xia Ruoxin woke up early in the morning. After she sent Rainy off to school, she had a bunch of time. First, she packed up the pictures that she had drawn nicely and mailed them out at the post office. Even though international mail took a while, these pictures would only be used months later so time was not of the essence here.
She pushed her bicycle along, ready to return home. 
However, she was blocked off by a car. As she paused in her steps, so did the car.
When the car door opened, a man stepped out. The man was a little sunken. He looked gloomy and had greenish circles under his eyes. Even though he did not look very different, but he felt different. Maybe a little more or a little less of something.
"Long time, no see." The man smiled, his smile the same as before.
Xia Ruoxin always remembered how righteous the doctor was the first time she saw him.
The second time, he was calm and quiet.
Right now, when she saw him again, it felt like they were in a different time and space. She was not sure what kind of emotions she was feeling exactly. There were grief, injustice, and… unfamiliarity.
"Wh-what happened to you?" She set her bicycle aside and hurried over towards the man.
"Gao Yi, what happened to you? How did you lose so much weight?" It had only been a month or two, but the man had lost weight at a rate that could be discerned by the naked eye.
"It's nothing." Gao Yi pulled his lips into a smile as he touched his bandaged arm. "I've just been tired." Something was off about his body, but there was too much that had to be done. Every time he was about to go to the hospital for a check-up, more things to be done would pop up. However, other than the weight loss, he did not feel anything else was off. Perhaps it was just from the stress, probably nothing of concern.
"Ruoxin, have you been doing well?"
The man smiled, albeit more distantly. Nothing could happen between them now. The promises made in the past were in the past. He had promised to take good care of her, but he had let them down.
"En." Xia Ruoxin replied as she forced back her tears.
"That's good. I'll be on my way now." The man opened the car door. The man left as fast as he came. Instantly, the car disappeared from Xia Ruoxin's line of sight as if it had never appeared.
"Don't worry. I'm doing well, and Rainy will, too. Please take care of yourself," Xia Ruoxin mumbled as she clenched her hands and put them before her chest.
Her voice was faint and distant. No matter where the wind carried her voice, the man would never hear her.
"Ruo, it's you!" Madam Mei Fu walked over. Her round body was dense as always, and her dark skin glistened under the sun, a sight to behold.
"Mei Fu, you're here, too?" Xia Ruoxin was a little surprised. What a coincidence!
"Yeah, I was delivering some things." Madam Mei Fu patted Xia Ruoxin on her shoulder. "Was that your friend?"
"En, an old friend."Xia Ruoxin rolled her sleeves up a little as her eyes dimmed. They were friends… only friends now. Who knew that—weeks ago—her daughter called him 'Daddy', that they were talking of marriage? They used to depend on one another. She came here for a better future, to give her daughter a home… but little did she expect to still be alone.
"I feel like this man's a little weird." Madam Mei Fu touched her arm. "I can't put a finger on it though. Oh, well, let's go back first."
Xia Ruoxin straddled her bicycle. Unlike the crowded roads back home, the roads here were empty and wide. Rarely did a car come by. The surroundings were all earthy farms.
Living there settled one's heart. They would be able to enjoy life and live well.
Gao Yi had left the way that she had left the Bai family. Our relationship has already come to an end. He has a wife now, and I have my daughter.
Madam Mei Fu would bring her daughter over regularly. They liked the Chinese food that Xia Ruoxin made, but eating it was a little tough as they were not very good with chopsticks.
However, everything tasted amazing.
Rainy taught Little Amy to use the chopsticks. They alternated between English and Chinese, making the adults burst out in laughter.
Then again, the two little guys persisted in their own little world.
The adults' world and the children's world were so different.
"Right," Madam Mei Fu said as if having recalled something.
"Ruo, remember the man we saw in town the other day?"
"Which one?" Xia Ruoxin put some dumplings into her own bowl. The foreigners envied her ability to use the two wooden sticks to pick up food.
Xia Ruoxin was confused as to which person Madam Mei Fu was talking about. They ran into many men and women on a daily basis.
"The tall, Chinese man."
Madam Mei Fu motioned. He was rather tall.
She's asking about Gao Yi, right? Xia Ruoxin thought to herself as she bit her chopsticks.


Her step-sister just died three months ago. Now, she insists on marrying Chu Lui, who is supposed to be her future brother-in-law, the mind behind the Chu Enterprise. The world is sure that she, the new bride-to-be, haa caused her step-sister's death in order to seduce him.

Even her own mother says to her cruelly, "Don't call me 'Mom'. I don't have a daughter as vicious as you."

During their wedding ceremony, her husband-to-be tells her, "I won't kiss you; you disgust me."

All her embarrassment is captured by the numerous cameras present.

He shames her. 'Xia Ruoxin, you went so far just to marry me? I will make your life a living hell.'

And her life indeed becomes a living hell. For his business, he sends her to another man. To right the reputation of his beloved woman, he sends her to company a bunch of men. Later, he marries again, and on his wedding night, she remains in an ice-cold warehouse, giving birth to a girl.

Many years ago, the boy promised, "I'll come back for you when we're older. I'll marry you and make you my little bride."

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