Wei WuXian was imprison by the MoLingSu Clan for how long neither himself could remember. Until one terrifying night while fighting for his dear life to a dogs the clan puts on his prison for new sort of torture again—as of heaven finally granted his wish when he scream for help, group of people came to rescue him. But something happen unexpectedly that trigger something that he will bring for the rest of his life. He could feel a strong pair of arms that suddenly lift and carry him. But before he fall to a deep slumber, who know how long he will wake up—he saw a pair of golden orbs.

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Lan WangJi hates the MoLingSu Clan to the core but after revealing their wrong deeds, imprisoning and torturing an innocent soul—he was beyond furious to the point that he could not help but express to his normally expressionless face. He wanted to kill them and make sure that even their soul will disappear and will never be reborn again for hurting Wei WuXian.

A boy named Ai Bingwen who never know what is the meaning of Love not until a girl appeared in his life which made him understand and feel what love is really like.

I'm not native English. This writing is only to study like memorizing English words or English writing. I try to smooth the story but the limit will exist.

Time Units:

I have had a number of questions about time units used in the novel.

My thought process is that being descended from Ancient Chinese cultures (far in the distant past) they are still using ancient Chinese time measurements.

Some Ancient Chinese time measurements are almost directly analogous to western/modern ones thus I have left them as the straight English word i.e.

Day - 24 hours (or 12 Shi)
Week - 10 days (Despite being longer than Western ones, the intent is identical so I left it)
Month - 30 days
Year - 365.25 days 

Other time measurements are much more precise - literally measured in milliseconds - and thus I have used the 'old' terms as an Ancient Chinese person would not understand or use the concept of Seconds, Minutes, Hours etc. and they do not translate well at all between the two i.e.:

niàn - 18 milliseconds
miǎo - 144 milliseconds long
shùn - 360 milliseconds (also known as the 'blink and you miss it' moment)
fēn - 14.4 seconds or 100 miǎo
kè  - 0.24 hours, 14.4 minutes or 60 fēn
Shi - approximately two modern hours or 8​1⁄3 kè

Thus it make sense to use that terminology as we are seeing the story from the perspective of the characters that think in those terms. It is interesting to note that similar time measurements are still used in combination with western timekeeping today. It made no sense to me to forcibly translate to milliseconds or 14.4 seconds etc.

I have also used artistic licence and 'the effects of millenniums away from Ancient China in a fantasy XiaXia world' to explain any changes in the the way I use time in the novel vs how the Ancient Chinese use it.

I admit to simplifying the use where possible - the way it was used in Ancient China was quite a bit more complex than simple one to one use as I've laid out here. A good example is that there was another time keeping system used at night, which so far I haven't needed to use extensively. I may have mentioned it once? 

In general, I've also avoided precise times - using the combination of Shi and kè was used to give precise times is not straight forward if you haven't grown up with it. e.g. First kè in the second half of Mǎo - like the Female MC says it in chapter 24 - is not quite how it would have been said back then.

Wikipedia has a lot of information on this subject which I have relied on extensively.

I have had a few readers point out slip ups where I used minutes and seconds as time measurements. Thank you for that - I have cleaned out the ones I found. If I've missed any, please let me know.

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Chinese Slang terms:

These are Chinese words which are uniquely Chinese and don't really have direct equivalents in English or they have more than one depending on usage thus I have chose to leave them in pinyin:

The filler word "nèige": 
Is similar to 'umm', 'ehhh', 'you know', 'like' etc. in English. 

However, it can also be used to express stuff you don't want to say directly (in the right context - i.e naughty talk). It is also a way to get someone's attention, similar to 'Excuse me...?' and can be used as a reference/directive equivalent to someone saying in English 'That/it... one/there.' 

It's also considered slightly less polished to use it frequently, so it makes sense for someone like Chún who is from a poor and rough background to say it a lot when he's having issues articulating.

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As an author, I thought unique/hard to translate words like this too useful not to use. It also didn't make sense that such a useful connective word like 'nèige' would drop out of use once the Ancient Chinese wound up in the 99 Heavens Universe. It also serves to remind readers that the characters are not walking around speaking English.

Let me know if I've used Chinese pinyin in the story that I haven't listed here. Especially if I've misapplied it really badly - this would not be my intent.

Apologies to my Readers

Real Life issues have caused me to decide to place this book on Temporary hiatus.
I will resume when I have a sufficient buffer of chapters to ensure the situation does not reoccur

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Why is it, that no matter how many world shattering heroes rise and fall, no matter how many times a realm is said to be depleted of resources, a hero rises again - burning all the resources they find as they go?

Another inheritance is always found, another spirit herb, magical artefact... and no one asks why they never seem to run out...

...what keeps creating all these fortunate encounters? Why? And what happens if it stops?

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Warning, this book is a slow burner - rather than a fast paced DBZ style novel

Important note : The words in the bracket are already in English in the raw text…with some corrections to make sense.

When confronted to the Chastity Testing Beast, all the other accused noblewomen were scared to the point of going limp, so the guards would always have to push them in. However, this young girl actually charged in on her own! Just based on this extraordinary courage alone, it makes people wanted to praise her.

Everyone's attention was completely on Ning Xuemo. They didn't notice that the Chastity Testing Beast's eyes suddenly lit up when it heard Ning Xuemo's last two words!

"[Where are you from?]" The Chastity Testing Beast opened its big mouth and suddenly spoke in English.

"!!!" Ning Xuemo showed a stupefied expression!

The Chastity Testing Beast asked, "[Can you speak English?]" As it looked at Ning Xuemo's shocked eyes, it used a lot of effort to speak those words once again, "Memeda…" The word spoken was incomparably stiff like it was spoken by a foreigner with an accent.

Finally, Ning Xuemo was able to react!

This commodity could unexpectedly speak English! Could it be that the Chastity Testing Beast was actually another person from her world who had transmigrated over?

"[I'm from China, and you?]" Ning Xue Mo was an international special agent, so her english was pretty good. She learnt the UK English and had a british accent when she spoke.

The Chastity Testing Beast's eyes lit like two lightbulbs. It was so happy that it nearly shed tears. It has been 100 years and, finally, someone could understand its words!

The happiness filling its eyes were similar to meeting an old friend in a foreign place. It told Ning Xue Mo its origin.

As it turned out, the soul of the Chastity Testing Beast also came from the 21st century. It was an arrogant and unyielding person who was on a trip to China and learnt a few chinese words half-assedly. All the words he learnt were internet slangs.

Before he transmigrated, he was a twelve years old who slipped and fell in the bathroom. When he woke up, he had already transmigrate into the Chastity Testing Beast and was guarded in this iron cage like a monkey in a zoo.

The people around him were all speaking to him in unfamiliar chinese. He spoke in English until his mouth and tongue went dry but no one in this world understood what he was saying. For everyone, the English they heard from him was considered to be some kind of unusual beast's language.

He was always isolated alone in this cage without being able to go anywhere.

The servant that fed him before was mute and was unable to communicate with him. Thus, even if he wanted to learn Chinese, he was unable to do so.

He had a violent temperament before, and with many years from being shut in, it caused him to become depressed to the point he was almost going insane! His mood was like a bucket of gunpowder which could explode from a little spark!

When a girl was pulled out for a chastity test, the tense atmosphere and inability to understand what they were saying only infuriated him more.

When the women that needed their chastity verified were actually pushed forward, inside his body, something brutal and berserk flared up. It was absolutely impossible for him to examine whether the other party was a virgin or not. It became a bloodbath without the need to say anything more. Following that, he sullenly vented out his extreme anger.

Did he understand how to authenticate whether someone was chaste or not? Absolutely not!

He didn't understand the concept of chastity as he was still a little virgin boy before he transmigrated!

The Chastity Testing Beast was almost a 100 years old now. At present, he finally came across someone who understood his words. He started talking practically like a broken dam and revealed all the ins and outs of pertaining to his matters.

Hence, the people standing around felt like they were watching a miraculous play unfolding before them.

The tiny Ning Xue Mo stood next to the very tall and big Chastity Testing Beast, babbling with the Chastity Testing Beast in the same language as it. One person and one beast who were chatting very happily.

From time to time, Ning Xue Mo extended her hand and patted the Chastity Testing Beast's shoulders to appease it.

She is the secret service’s trump card, a poison specialist, but also a young and cute girl with a sinister temperament. Contrary to her sweet and innocent appearance, she can complete any tasks without the slightest hesitation. One day because of an incomplete black magic, she was sent into the body of a girl who was deemed as a waste of resources. What kind of change will she bring to this continent?

A certain bitter and hateful Prince says, “I believed she was weak and easy to bully, therefore I broke off my engagement. Only, I didn’t expect she is a poisonous shrewd. I made an error of judgment.”

A certain Crown Prince deeply sighs, “She is such a sexy evildoer! Obviously, she has a frail and tender body, but I wasn’t able to overtake her…”

Finally, a certain Ancestor hit the nail on the head, “She is just a bit two-faced!”

She answered, “You’re just a big pervert!”

A certain Ancestor carried her into a room. “Then, you are meant for me! A two-faced and a pervert, that’s a perfect match!”




Not my story!!

At the studio.
Everyone was in a state of shock.
On the computer was the draft that Zhang Ye had written over the past three days. Everyone was looking at one another, over and over again, with a sense of horror. Many of the staff were very surprised that Director Zhang could actually finish writing a novel with so many words in just three days. But even that would have been acceptable since Director Zhang had fallen into such a state before when he was writing other prose. In a way, everyone here was so used to seeing something like that that they could accept it even if Zhang Ye were to write out 1 million words in a day. The thing that horrified them was something different.
Ha Qiqi stared and said, "English?"
Zhang Zuo also thought that he had it wrong at first. "Is that really English?"
Little Wang couldn't believe her eyes. "Is this English?"
Tong Fu said in an unsure tone, "It looks like English."
Zhang Ye harrumphed, "Why? Haven't you all been to university? Don't you all know English? Let's not talk any further if you guys don't even have the ability to understand this English."
Little Wang was aghast!
Ha Qiqi was floored!
You're criticizing us now?
Of course they all went to university.
Of course they all could understand English.
But what they were stunned about was that Director Zhang could actually fucking write in English!
Who didn't know what Director Zhang's English was like!
Pick out any random middle school student from across the country, and they would be bound to find someone whose English was better than his!
Director Zhang had actually written an English novel?
Did the sun rise from the west today?
Ha Qiqi said in surprise, "Since when did you pick up English?"
"I've been locked away for close to four years." Zhang Ye found an excuse and said, "Surely I could have learned some foreign languages in that time."
Zhang Zuo pointed at the computer screen and said, "B-But this isn't an ordinary level of English. There are a lot of words in it that even I don't know existed. This level—it's probably what an American would know at most, isn't it?" With a pause, he said again, "And there's even the mention of the American Civil War? And talks about the lives of American people?"
Zhang Ye said confidently, "Yeah."
Ha Qiqi looked at him. "Have you ever been to America before?"
"No, I haven't," Zhang Ye answered.
Ha Qiqi, Zhang Zuo, Little Wang were speechless.
You haven't been to America.
Your English years ago was really bad as well.
So how did you even come up with wanting to write a novel with an American setting!
Aren't you being too ballsy with your subject matter!
As a member of Zhang Ye's Studio, as long-time staff of Zhang Ye's, they had followed Zhang Ye everywhere over the years. If there was one thing they had to say they were most convinced about Zhang Ye, then all of them would absolutely answer unanimously that it was: Zhang Ye's bravery! This was something that they all had to take their hats off to him for. The balls Director Zhang had would sometimes even frighten them to death. That "courage" he had would often shock them as well!
However, they still contacted the publishing houses.
One.
Three.
Five.
In the end, they managed to find five publishing houses that were willing to publish the book for them.
Actually, this was quite good. Zhang Ye had never published a novel, poetry anthology, or anything of the like before. In international literature, it wouldn't be wrong to call him a newcomer. But because he was so well-known now, with the title of the number one celebrity in the Chinese entertainment circle, it gave him a greater advantage in doing things. Together with his status as a mathematician and the world's number one hacker, among many other titles, some overseas publishing houses were still willing to publish a novel for him. They probably thought that having just 20,000 copies of the initial print run and stamping them with the label of "by the world's number one hacker" on its cover, they wouldn't have a problem selling them. Even if the novel didn't do well, the publisher was unlikely to lose any money. In terms of cost-benefit analysis, the publishers were much better at it than them.
Ha Qiqi asked, "Will this work, Director Zhang?"
Zhang Ye said without a care, "Yeah."
Ha Qiqi said, "Then we'll go ahead and sign the contract with them?"
"Alright." Zhang Ye said, "Notify me if you need me to speak with them. If you can't get through to me on my cell phone, go look for me at my place."
Zhang Zuo was taken aback. "You won't be coming into the office the next few days?"
Zhang Ye said, "Yeah, I won't be coming in for the next few days. Since we're going for the Nobel Prize in Literature, how would a single language edition be enough? Although English is the world's lingua franca, it still isn't enough. I'll spend some time working on it and push out the Chinese and Russian translations no matter what."
Chinese?
Russian?
When did you even fucking pick up Russian?
Why didn't we know about it?
Did you learn it in prison as well?
Wu Yi suddenly said, "Director Zhang, what kind of prison did you go to?"
Zhang Ye blinked. "Why are you asking that for?"
Wu Yi said, "My child's foreign language has always been bad. I'm thinking of sending him there to learn."
Zhang Ye had no reply.
In Zhang Ye's previous world, Gone with the Wind had been translated by many countries in the world, especially the major ones. The translated versions were all quite good, but Zhang Ye didn't get to read too many of them. He had only read the Chinese, English, and Russian editions of the novel. So he could at most translate it into those three languages here in this world. Even though he had eaten all those skill experience books that gave him the knowledge of many world languages, knowing a language and translating it are two entirely different matters. It required too much literary knowledge, so Zhang Ye's current skill of languages was still not enough for that. But as long as the English version existed, it was pretty much enough. As the world's lingua franca, it wouldn't be a problem getting published throughout the world. If the novel really ended up selling well, the other translated languages would naturally follow. Many of the world's leading translators would come looking for him instead of him looking for them.
…
Back home.
The door was closed.
Zhang Ye buried his head in writing.
With hardly any rest, he continued working and working.
To win this Nobel Prize, he was willing to risk his life.
One day.
Three days.
Five days.
Chinese.
Russian.
He wrote so much his brain nearly turned into paste.
…
Online.
The news leaked.
"Did you hear? Zhang Ye is going to publish a new novel."
"Ah? Are you sure?"
"It's already been published. It's a global release with the first version being an English edition!"
"Pfft, can you not joke!"
"It's true! A friend from a foreign publishing house told me about it!"
"Get lost, that's impossible!"
"Hahaha, I'm laughing like crazy!"
"Why don't you guys believe it! It's true!"
"I laughed so hard my sides hurt. This joke can keep me entertained for an entire year!"
"Zhang Ye has written an English novel? Are you making fun of me for not attending university?!"
"This fellow wouldn't even know how to write the English word for 'novel,' would he!"
"If this fellow can write an English novel, I'll fucking change my name! I'll start spelling it backwards! Stop joking. It's obviously fake news from the sound of it!"
"I'm not having any of it! Not even a three-year-old kid would believe it!"
"Zhang Ye's English is shit! Like he would know how to write a novel in that language!"
Zhang Ye's English was very well-known to the people!
In that grand battle between humans and machines, this guy had faced off against PeterGo. In a critical match, he could even fucking spell his name wrong and call himself "HEOR" instead of "HERO"! So how could anyone expect him to know English?
Hur hur!
The whole nation's citizens wouldn't have any of it!


Zhang Ye was originally a mundane college graduate with aspiring dreams to become a star, but unfortunately has below average looks and height. However one day, he woke up and suddenly found himself in a parallel world! 
It’s like the same world, but wait a minute…many brands, celebrities and even famous works from his world changed and are gone in this new world! Armed with the profound literary knowledge of his previous world and a heaven-defying Game Ring that gives him magical items, stats and skills, Zhang Ye embarks on a journey to pursue his life-long dream of becoming famous!
Follow Zhang Ye as he takes the new world by storm, one plagiarized piece at a time, to hilarious reactions!


In the morning, Zhang Zian opened his eyes and glanced around the bedroom as usual. The elfins were sleeping. He turned over and had planned to get more sleep. It was early, and dark and cold outside. A strong wind was blowing. 
But after lying for a while, he fully woke up. Something was wrong. After careful thinking, it seemed that Pi was missing.　
He sat up in bed, and searched carefully with the night lamp of Famous. The chair given to Pi as a temporary bed was empty. Pi was gone.
Did it go to the bathroom?　　
Zhang Zian turned his head, but didn't see any light beneath the bathroom door. So it was not in the bathroom. He hit his head. Pi was an imaginative elfin, why would it need a bathroom? He must have been confused after sleeping.　 
Tap, Tap, Tap!　　
A slight keyboard tapping sound came from the living room. Zhang Zian put on a jacket, passed by the sleeping and kicking Famous, walked over quietly, and saw the back of Pi.　　
It sat on the floor in front of the coffee table. The light from the laptop screen drew out its fuzzy shape. The nameless book was next to the laptop.　　
Pi was short. It was not comfortable after using the computer on the couch for a long time, so it crossed its legs and sat on the floor. Luckily, there was a carpet near the coffee table and the floor was not too cold.　　
A new Word document was created on the computer, with lines and lines of numbers. Needless to say, it was good old Pi. Mixed in with the numbers were some meaningless English letters. Maybe it was practicing how to type. 　 
The pince-nez was clipped on its nose, and the light from the screen was reflected on the thin lenses. Looking from one side, the lenses seemed to be without power, as there were no circles of the prescription lenses.　　
Pi was a slow typist. Sometimes it couldn't remember the location of a certain key, and its finger stayed above the keyboard for a long time. Even so, it didn't use two fingers to make the typing easier. In order not to disturb the elfins' sleep, Pi was gentle in every movement on purpose.　　


After hearing Zhang Zian's footsteps, it turned its head and grinned at him silently.　　
Zhang Zian pointed at the desk, then picked up the laptop and put it on the desk. He then adjusted the chair to the maximum height, and added a cushion. He asked Pi to sit in the swivel chair, then took another chair next to it for himself.　
The height was perfect. Pi was sitting in it comfortably. It pointed at the screen to show something to Zhang Zian. It typed in English: "I want to learn Chinese."　　
This line of English words were typed among a string of numbers. Yet compared to the time at the library, the numbers were much fewer. Although it was still awkward to read, it was less tiresome for the eyes.　　
Learning Chinese?　　
Zhang Zian stopped for a moment, extended his arms, and replied by typing in English: "Why?"　　
Pi clearly wanted to learn to type in Chinese.  It was much harder than speaking and reading Chinese. For a westerner, switching from an alphabetical Indo-European language to a pictograph Sino-Tibetan language was extremely difficult to do.　 
Pi typed on the screen: "Because Chinese is everywhere."　　
It pointed to the functional buttons in Word, then at the variety of books on the desk. Both the words on the buttons and on the book ridges were Chinese, with very few in English.　　
If Pi wanted to live a long time in the pet shop, or in China, it would be very difficult and inconvenient if it didn't know Chinese at all.　　
Zhang Zian nodded and typed: "I get it. How do you plan to learn? Can you learn from your book?"　　
Pi shook its head and typed: "There is no Chinese in the book."　
Zhang Zian thought the book contained everything in the world. He was surprised to find out about this.　
Pi noticed Zhang Zian's confusion, then typed: "The book is full of knowledge."　
All right. He finally knew something about this book. It was a book about life, universe and everything. But maybe it was written in English without any Chinese. So Pi couldn't use it as a textbook for Chinese. 

Zhang Zian thought about it and typed: "You don't know Chinese, but you can understand me talking?"　　
Pi responded: "I know Pinyin. I can hear."　
What the heck? The book had Pinyin but no Chinese characters?　　
Zhang Zian encouraged it: "If you know Pinyin, it will be fast to learn Chinese. I can help you."　　
Pi cheered up and typed: "Thank you. The book taught about how to learn Chinese fast."　　
Next, Zhang Zian found a lot of free Chinese lessons online, and asked Pi to study with the videos.　
Pi was very focused when studying. It could stare at the screen and sit in front of the computer for hours, while referring to the nameless book with the videos. Zhang Zian had to remind it to get up and move around. Only then it would stand up.　 
After the pet shop business, Zhang Zian played hide-and-seek with Galaxy, finished the daily training with Zhan Tian and Famous in the green field, and spent most of the remaining time with Pi, offering help. For instance, choosing an easy-to-use Chinese input software for it was how he helped. 　 
Maybe because it knew Pinyin already, or the learning methods in the nameless book were very effective, or the Chinese input software was intelligent, that a sentence could be accurately entered by typing the first letter of each word. Or maybe it was because Pi was an elfin born of Strength of Faith. It was impossible to predict it with common sense. Anyway, Pi was learning Chinese extremely fast and progressing at a miraculous speed. It was able to type some simple Chinese sentences within a day. By the second day, it was able to express itself in Chinese, although there were numbers and wrong characters mixed in the sentences, and some grammatical errors that would make people laugh. But it was making solid progress. 
The grammatical issues were hard to solve, as the Chinese grammar was too complicated. When the same word was placed in different places within a sentence, the meaning of the entire sentence could be completely different. Also, identical sentences could have completely different meanings depending on the context. 　 
Zhang Zian found some old newspapers for Pi and asked it to type out the news from them. The newspaper wording was very formal, clear and coherent. After mastering the written language, it would not be too hard to study the spoken language then.　　

Pi was tireless once it started studying. It could not leave the pet shop, and Zhang Zian was the only person it had contact with. Unfortunately, Zhang Zian often needed to tend to the customers during the day, and could not stay around it all the time.　　
When learning a language, the most important thing was to immerse oneself in the language through the daily conversations and interactions. Unlike the other elfins, Pi could not speak, and nobody else was able to communicate with it except Zhang Zian. Pi's progress in learning Chinese soon hit a bottleneck. For the same reason, Pi felt lonely, and often appeared low-spirited.　 
Zhang Zian noticed the same. But he couldn't duplicate himself. He had to handle the customers as well the elfins, which didn't leave him much time with Pi.　
He wanted to find a way to make Pi less lonely.　　



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

Chapter 35 The Shock of Lin Sen
　　 Lin Sen feels that Gao Bo is a Chinese, at least a Chinese.
　　 On the TV screen, there are many shots of Gao Bo. In the third minute of the game, Luton completed an attack. Vardy's shot in the penalty area was saved by the goalkeeper.
　　 The telecast footage was immediately given to Gao Bo.
　　 Gao Bo, who had been standing on the sidelines with arms around him, raised his hand, and then suddenly leaned back, his face full of regret!
　　 "At the beginning of the game, Luton launched an offense. Just look at Gao Bo's expression and you will know how close the ball is to the goal!!" Letkinson's voice came on TV.
 　　 Lin Sen's English is good. After all, I have studied in Jiaotong University for many years, and I have already passed CET-4 and CET-6. Although Lin Sen is a science man in the mathematics department, he is fairly talented in language. In order to watch football, he even taught himself Spanish, German, and French...
　　 Lin Sen caught the key words from the beginning.
　　 "Gao Bo?!"
　　Lin Sen looked at Gao Bo's appearance at this time. His surname was Gao, he still had double eyelids, he didn't look like a Korean, nor did he have the feeling of a Japanese, and his name looked like a Chinese name.
　　 This is probably a Chinese, at least a Chinese!
　　 Linsen made a judgment that a Chinese has become the head coach of the English second division. If this is known by the domestic media, he can probably write several columns in a row.
　　As a veteran fan, Lin Sen certainly knows how much an East Asian face is as a head coach in England, and he quickly became interested in Luton's head coach.
At this time, Letkinson's voice rang: "The Chinese team was very active from the beginning of the game. Their offensive methods were very direct. But facing such a direct play, the Daning Port team looked very good. It's hard to adapt. The interspersed movement of the two forwards Vardy and Charlie Austin made their direction impossible to defend."
　　Chinese! !
Lin Sen immediately grasped the key words, but unlike Chinese, the word Chinese in English represents many meanings. Chinese, Chinese, overseas Chinese, and ethnic Chinese all use this word to describe it, but in Chinese In the context, the specific meanings of these words are different.
 　　 Lin Sen can only know now that Gao Bo is a Chinese. As for whether he is of Chinese nationality, Lin Sen is not too sure.
　　 But this does not prevent Lin Sen from becoming a Luton supporter. In fact, as a fan who loves watching football games, Lin Sen does not have his own home team. He basically watches all games. However, as a Chinese, in a foreign country, a Chinese with the same black hair and yellow skin as himself became the head coach of a team. Even if he does not know what Gao Bo has experienced, Lin Sen can be sure that this is definitely not a The easy journey, as a compatriot, of course I have to support it.
　　 is just a spiritual support anyway.
　　 But after watching the game for a few minutes, Lin Sen was fascinated by the game.
　　 Luton's tactics... Linsen has never seen it on other teams.
　　 Obviously, you can see the mark of Dutch football, which is totally different from English football, but it is also different from Dutch football.
　　 This is a development on the basis of all offense and defense.
First of all, what Linsen found was that Luton's overall formation was kept very tight. It was difficult to see the panoramic picture because he was watching the TV broadcast, but in the camera lens, Luton's players looked more important than opponents' players. !
　　 This can only be done by maintaining good discipline, which shows Gao Bo's control over this team.
 　　 Then Linsen discovered something new. Luton didn't seem to cherish the ball at all. Their offense was very simple and basically started to shoot with a few passes. But even if the ball is lost, they will soon be able to get it back through a high position!
　　 Luton's press started from the striker. Several players formed a triangular encirclement between each other. Once the ball was robbed, the player with the ball could easily find at least two contact points to launch the attack.
　　 This is a suffocating attack.
　　 Lin Sen was fascinated. He is really interested in Gao Bo now. The head coach who can design such a set of tactics will definitely become famous in the future. Lin Sen has this hunch. It can also be seen from the TV screen that Gao Bo is very young.
　　 This head coach is probably not much older than himself!
　　 Lin Sen thought.
　　 At this moment, Luton's offense was effective!
　　 Luton midfielder intercepted the opponent's counterattack again and regained the ball.
　　 Then Drinkwater put the ball to the right, and after captain Kevin Keane got the ball, it passed directly.
　　 Charlie Austin didn't get the ball before grabbing a point, but he also shook the opponent's defense line, and then Vardy in the middle jumped high and the header was successful!
nice shot! !
　　 Lin Sen couldn't help but admire it.
　　 From stealing the ball to counter-attack to scoring, the whole process was quite fast. Almost when the opponent did not react, a three-footed pass made the opponent's goal fall!
 "Valdy scored a goal!! Luton leads one to zero!! There are about 70 minutes left before Luton completes the ten-game winning streak in the league!! Gaobo's team has remained in the league since the beginning of the season. To win! If they win this time, Luton's points can reach zero points!!" Letkinson said.
　　 Ten consecutive victories? Zero points?
　　 Lin Sen was confused. Ten consecutive victories are indeed a rare feat, but since it is a ten-game winning streak in the league, it should be 30 points How can it be zero points?
　　 The commentator made a mistake?
　　 This is impossible. Zero points and thirty points are not a pronunciation at all, and the narrator will not make such low-level mathematical errors.
　　 Linsen took out his computer, logged on to Google, and searched for the team Luton in English.
　　 Soon Lin Sen received a lot of news that shocked him.
　　 It turned out that this team was deducted thirty points at the beginning of the season.
　　 It turns out that this team has almost sold the main lineup of the first division last season due to the financial crisis, and the rest are young players with no professional league experience.
　　 And this is such a team, in the beginning of the league nine rounds, completed the feat of nine consecutive victories, and now they are likely to go for ten consecutive victories!
　　 Lin Sen quickly saw Gao Bo's profile on Luton's official website.
　　 It turns out that Gao Bo is really Chinese. In the information given on the official website, Lin Sen saw the pinyin "guangdong" at a glance.
 　　 Gao Bo is from Cantonese.
　　 Lin Sen is certain that Gao Bo is definitely Chinese, and he is very likely to have Chinese nationality. Because Hanyu Pinyin is only used by people in mainland China.
　　 Gao Bo is only twenty-seven years old!
　　 Lin Sen was shocked again. This is considered very young in the football coaching industry. This Chinese man on the coaching bench is only four years older than himself!
　　On the official website, Lin Sen saw the achievements of Luton over the past two months.
　　 There is no doubt that Gao Bo accomplished a feat in Luton, a miracle!
　　 He led an almost broken team and achieved what it is now.
　　 Looking at the young man in a black suit on the TV screen, Lin Sen couldn't help admiring him.

Going back to 2008, Gao Bo became the head coach of Luton Town who was deducted 30 points at the beginning of the season.

At the beginning of the season, 30 points were deducted. It is almost a team that is considered to be relegated. Gao Bo used his football knowledge and football card system that he had more than ten years more than others.

Under the circumstances that everyone thought it was impossible, it was a miracle. Such a successful upgrade started his legendary journey to become the best coach in the world.




(translated chinese novel)

The car drove for a whole night. When she arrived near Gorkin Farm, the desert in front of her  finally turned into a very normal farm town. However, this town seemed to be very poor. It was surrounded by green land, and all kinds of crops could be seen. There were also many people working hard.
Feng Ling drove the car over and found a young man with dark yellow skin. He had the typical skin and facial bones of a country like this. She looked at the others and found that they were all the same. It seemed that the people in this farm were all born and bred here and were not foreigners from other countries.
When the young man saw Feng Ling, he was a bit confused. Feng Ling tried to speak to him in English, but the other party obviously didn't understand her. He turned back to talk and laugh with the old men beside him. In the blink of an eye, he left her here and completely ignored her.
Feng Ling guessed that they didn't understand English, but she didn't know the language of this country. When she drove past this barren town, many old people and children were watching her with fear or curiosity.
After all, this was a war country. Everyone was afraid of any external interference. Based on the situation here, they should have been affected by the war. When she passed by, she could see some old traces of gunpowder and black soil, but this place should have been peaceful for a long time. However, the old people here were still afraid. Seeing such an unfamiliar large off-road vehicle driving in, everyone's eyes revealed various emotions.
Unable to drive on the road ahead, Feng Ling had no choice but to get out of the car. In order not to let these people be wary of her, she took out some biscuits and food from the car and handed them to the children around her. The children were about to come over excitedly, but they were all forcefully pulled back into their arms by the elders. Then, with a wary expression, they dragged the children away, not allowing them to approach her.
Only a boy who looked to be about twelve or thirteen years old, with dark yellow skin and thin bones, came over. He must have been too hungry, and when he saw that she really wanted to give him a biscuit, he quickly took it and stuffed it into his mouth.
Feng Ling looked at him, took out a bottle of water, and handed it to him. The skinny boy took it and ate the biscuits and drank water with all his might. After he finished the two packets of biscuits, he squeezed the mineral water bottle in his hand and stared at her with his black, bright eyes. Finally, he spoke.
However, Feng Ling could not understand his words.
She asked the boy softly in English, "Do you people here not understand English at all? Or, do you know other languages?"
The little boy looked at her for a long time, took a sip of mineral water, and then looked at her with his bright black eyes. Feng Ling paused and understood what he meant. She handed him two bags of biscuits and two bottles of water.
The little boy happily held the food and drinks in his arms and suddenly said in Chinese, which was not very fluent but barely understood by Feng Ling, "Do you know… Chinese?"
Feng Ling was startled. "I do."
The little boy nodded hard and suddenly pointed to the road in the town. "There…"
"What's going on there?"
"There's… a…  who knows Chinese…"
Hearing this, Feng Ling didn't ask any more questions. She nodded gratefully at the little boy and parked the car in an open space that wouldn't affect their entry. Then she took out some food for the little boy and asked him to look at the car for a while. She then explained that she wasn't a bad person and wouldn't hurt them. She told him not to be afraid of her and then quickly walked in the direction he mentioned.
When she arrived outside the house, she didn't expect to see a typical red word 'Fu' in front of this family's courtyard. It looked a bit old and should have been pasted during the New Year. It had been many months since then, and the red and black characters had faded.
And from the looks of it, the words were written by the owner of this place. They were not very nice to look at, but they were at least Chinese.
Feng Ling knocked on the door. After a long time, about four or five minutes, an elder with gray hair in her seventies came out. Her back was heavily hunchbacked and she needed to raise her head to look at her. She stared at her for a long time, staring at the color of her skin and hair. After a long while, she said in Chinese with surprise, "You…"
"Hello, granny. Sorry for disturbing you," Feng Ling said. "I heard that there's a granny here who knows Chinese, so I came here rashly. I'm sorry for disturbing you, but I have something urgent to attend to, so I had to…"
The old lady saw that she was polite and nodded. She turned around unhurriedly and walked into the courtyard with her walking stick. "Come in and sit."
Feng Ling was very anxious, but seeing that the old lady couldn't rush her, she walked in.
"Recently, this lousy farm is really interesting… There has never been a place where Chinese people come in and out, but now there's a Chinese…"
Feng Ling's brows twitched.
At this moment, the granny turned around and glanced at her. "What urgent matter do you have?"
"A friend of mine was seriously injured by the war in Jerusalem. He must have been washed down the river. Everyone thought he was dead. I couldn't accept this result, so I came all the way here and found that the end of the river was near here, so I…" Feng Ling paused and reorganized her emotions and words." I guessed that he would be here. I wanted to look for him here, but the people here are illiterate and can't communicate in English, but I didn't expect that there would be a granny who can speak Chinese…"
"Ah, I came here when I was very young." The old lady's voice was old, and her words were unhurried. "When I was young… At that time, we didn't have much freedom to love. I was forced to marry at home, and in a fit of anger, I escaped. I used that little bit of money to escape to Europe, and then I wandered all the way here… At that time, there were still a lot of people in this farm, and it was a very prosperous farm. However, the war became too frequent, and the dead and the escapees became so desolate. I married a farmer here, had a child, and had a granddaughter. I lived here for generations. Did you come into contact with the children wandering here? Only those children often came to look for me to eat, and they also learned some Chinese."
Feng Ling nodded. "Yes."
The old granny nodded and stood there with her walking stick. After thinking for a while, she said, "Is the person you're looking for a man?"



Having been reborn, she takes one glance at her ridiculously handsome husband and wonders if she had suffered from brain damage back then—she had actually demanded for a divorce with him. Repeatedly! 

In her previous life, she had been deceived by her relatives who eventually led her to her tragic death. With this second chance at life, she vows to cozy up to her husband both literally and figuratively to destroy all her enemies and to take down the women who hid behind their scheming, innocent facades. She would be in control of her own happiness!

This is a sweet, doting love story featuring an intelligent female lead and a perfect male lead who's good at turning her knobs.

Among the 12 Chinese candidates, there were two girls and ten boys. They stayed in six double rooms on the same floor.
As Ye Jian and Yang Ye entered their room, the first thing they did was to take out the books and exam papers, some of which were in English, from their luggage and put them next to the head of their beds.
They didn't pack other clothes, except for their blue and white school uniforms. The short-sleeved shirts and long trousers had a refreshing sports style.
It was lunchtime at 12 o'clock. When Ye Jian and the other 11 Chinese candidates walked to the cafeteria of the hotel, they found that all the candidates from the different countries had gathered there!
As a token of their hospitality, the students of Australia, which was the host country, talked with the students from other countries in the cafeteria.
Ye Jian glanced around the cafeteria. There were several groups of black-haired Asian students, but the Vietnamese students were not seen. She must know their whereabouts to keep an eye on the Red Scorpion.
At the sight of so many students in one cafeteria, Yang Ye whispered to Ye Jian, "Tut, tut, tut. I'm going to have stomachache due to the pressure…"
"Do not…" Before Ye Jian could finish her words, a commotion came from behind. And then, she heard Gu Fan, a Chinese candidate, saying in a deep voice, "You need to apologize!"
All the students participating in the competition spoke fluent English. And Gu Fan spoke standard American English. Ye Jian knew it was him by listening to him speak.
As she turned around, she saw a Vietnamese boy glaring at Gu Fan. There were several books scattered on the floor. Gu Fan brought them over from China.
"Why should I apologize?!" said the Vietnamese boy in a fierce tone. Sneering, he continued, "This is a public place. And you have blocked our way by standing here!"
The viciousness of the boy and the hatred in his words were a bit absurd.
And the other Vietnamese students were just like him. It seemed as if the Chinese students in front of them were their enemies.
"You are a group of impolite invaders. I will not apologize to you," said the boy, escalating a simple matter to the conflict between the two countries. 
All of a sudden, the Chinese students shot sharp and fierce glances at the Vietnamese students.
Invaders? How dare he claim that the Chinese were invaders?!
Ye Jian had a calm look on her face, but her black eyes were shooting a sword-like gaze at the Vietnamese student.
She approached the stone-faced Gu Fan and whispered to him, "Go and get the teachers. Let's not argue with them about this kind of matter." If these Vietnamese students wanted to discuss the conflicts between China and Vietnam in the past 30 years, she wouldn't mind talking with them.
Gu Fan lowered his head to look at his books which were knocked over on the floor. He thought that now that he was in Australia, he should not have disputes with the students of other countries. As he bent over to pick up his books, Ye Jian grabbed him by his wrist. Smiling, she said, "They should apologize and pick up your books. It has nothing to do with international conflicts. We don't need to treat these people of ill manners kindly."
She spoke in English with composure in her tone. But the look in her eyes was fierce.
"I will go and find the teachers. Boys, help Ye Jian! Don't let anyone bully her!" said Yang Ye sternly. She had realized that the Vietnamese were provoking them intentionally. "I don't believe they have the guts to play any tricks in this place!"


Through years of abuse and death threats, Ye Jian is not so ready to bid adieu to this world just yet! Fortunately, destiny has granted her another shot at life. Only this time, she is determined to become the master of her own fate and retaliate her oppressors from her previous life. It's payback time.
 
Although reborn with beauty and youth, Ye Jian obviously holds higher pursuits. In this life, she is determined to become an extraordinary commando. No, she does not need love, family, or any affection! 
 
He is born in a powerful family; and step-by-step, he becomes the youngest Major General through his own merits. He is drawn to her every move, despite her repeatedly shunning him.
 
"What you need is love, my little fox," he whispers.
"Get lost! I need bullets!" She steps away.
 
Behold. Let this novel take you through the warm, happy, loyal, and passionate story of the aggressive military couple.

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