The Naval Captain, General Yi Sun Shin of Korean empire is famous for leading the naval army of Korea. He conquered the Seven Seas, but his might will soon end because of a creature that will turn the tides on their side.

The famous Korean boy group, BTS is going on break from endless promotion of their group. So where do they find relaxation?...at a summer camp. Finding more then just relaxation, the youngest member Jungkook fall in love with a girl...Sujin.

Gun-Ho received a call from Professor Jien Wang.
"President Goo? Are you publishing my book in Korea?"
"Yes, I am working on it."
"I received a call from a young man who speaks fluent Chinese. He said once I approve publishing my book, he will work on translating my book into the Korean language."
"That's good."
"I was told that there is a president who is running the publishing company, but the actual owner is you— President Goo. Is it true?"
"Think about it, Professor Wang. What was the name of that publishing company?"
"GH Media? Oh, that's right! It's your company. GH is your name initials."
"So, did you approve publishing your book in Korea?"
"Of course I did. As soon as I heard that they will give me 7% royalty plus 3,000 dollars in advance, I approve it right away. I need money. Moreover, I am honored to have my book published in Korea. Thank you."
"Don't mention it. I thank you, Professor Wang, for allowing us to publish your book."
"I have one concern though."
"What is it?"
"The book is more like a scholarly book; it was not written for fun reading. I'm not sure if it will sell."
"Of course it will because the book was written by the famous Professor Jien Wang."
"Hey, cut it out, man."
 
"How is Seukang Li doing?"
"He has been extremely busy since he moved to Shanghai. He will be like that until he gets familiar with the new job."
"Of course."
"Oh, since Seukang Li's bureau oversees publishing books and media stuff, I can ask him to introduce a good Chinese publishing company to you. What do you think?"
"For what?"
"If your company has a good book that was published in Korea, you can publish it in China too."
"We handle foreign books mostly, so it won't be necessary. However, if we happen to have a book written by a Korean author, I will ask them."
"It would be nice if we can do a joint venture with you for a publishing company, but China doesn't open its door in that field."
"Really?"
"Well, books can greatly influence the thoughts of people in China. I guess that's why they don't want to open the door to the world in that particular field."
"My publishing company is a start-up company. I don't really get involved in the operation. I invited a lady president and she is running the company."
"I think women would probably do a better job in the publishing industry since they are more delicate and sensitive than men."
"I was told that many book readers are women as well."
"By the way, I've already sent the publishing contract to GH Media. I will send the original contract by EMS."
"I hope your book will hit a jackpot, so we both can make money, and you can become famous."
"Haha. Let's have our fingers crossed."
 
Moore Investment brought two versions of the business plan: English version and Korean version.
"Thank you very much."
Gun-Ho picked up the Korean version of the business plan.
"It's pretty thick."
"It's 50 pages thick."
"What about the English version?"
Gun-Ho looked at the English version; it said 'Joint Venture Company's Business Plan.'
"It's about the same."
Gun-Ho opened the Korean version.
"Business Outline, Products, Estimated Demands, Sales and Production Plan, Investment Plan…"
"Please take a close look at the plan for the raw materials' supply and demand, and estimated financial statements."
"Okay, I will. Let me take some time to go through this, and I will give you a call."
"We've consulted with the plant manager and the chief officer of the research center before completing the plot plan for the factory."
"Oh, is that right?"
"As indicated in the conclusion at the end, if you target China and other Asian markets, the company will grow larger than GH Mobile."
"You mean the new joint venture company?"
"Yes."
"Let's add one more thing to the conclusion."
"Sure."
The two staff from Moore Investment pulled out a pen and paper to write down what Gun-Ho would say. The watches that they were wearing and half-covered by their white shirts looked like high-end expensive watches.
"If we will target the Asian market including China, we will have to change the joint venture's name to something else. I suggest GH Chemical rather than Dyeon Korea."
"Yes, sir. I will make the modification right away."
 
"Do you have extra copies of the business plan?"
"Of course. We always prepare extra copies in case our client needs more."
"When you return to Seoul, could you send one copy to Attorney Young-Jin Kim at Kim & Jeong Law Office? One English version and one Korean version, please."
"Sure, we will."
 
Gun-Ho received a call from Min-Hyeok. He said he would visit Korea soon.
"My grandmother passed away. I need to come to Korea to see my family for a few days."
"Really? I am so sorry to hear that, Min-Hyeok. Once you arrive in Korea, come to see me in Asan City. Why don't you make your return to China on Sunday? We will have a high school reunion in the Gangnam Station area on Saturday."
"Meeting our high school classmates? I don't want to see them."
"Why not?"
"They are a bunch of condescending jerks. When I worked for a small company and when I studied for the government job exam, they looked down on me. Especially, Won-Chul Jo and Suk-Ho Lee, they treated me like I was invisible."
"Just come, and you buy the second round at the union. They are our friends who will come to your future wedding."
"Oh, that reminds me of my mom. My mom will start nagging again. She wants to set up a meeting with girls so I can marry soon."
"That's nice, right? You and I, we will have to get married soon before we get older."
"Well, actually, I have someone. But don't tell anyone, okay?"
"Really? That's great. Who is it? Is it someone I know?"
"She is an English teacher in Shanghai International School. It just happened like that."
"Oh, nice. Congratulations. I am envious of you!"
"Thank you."
"Did you meet her when you were in college?"
"No, she is Chinese."
"Chinese?"
"She is actually a Korean Chinese. She studied in the U.S. though."
"Really? You can settle down in China once you marry the Chinese lady. That's good."
"I don't know. I am not sure if it is okay…"
"No, it's good. We are living in a globalized world. International marriage is good."
Gun-Ho wanted to tell Min-Hyeok that he was also dating someone who was Japanese.
 
After getting off the phone with Min-Hyeok, Gun-Ho felt uneasy.
"I think Min-Hyeok will get married soon. Am I the only one who will be left as a single at my age?"
Gun-Ho missed Mori Aikko. He felt like Mori Aikko would run towards him anytime soon with a bright smile.
"I am wondering what Mori Aikko is doing now. Is she on a trip for her dance performance in other provinces? Or is she working at the bar in Shinjuku City?"
Gun-Ho sent a text message to Mori Aikko. Texting in English was actually the best way to communicate with her since they didn't speak the same language.
"Mori Aikko, I love you. I am missing you right now."
Mori Aikko replied to Gun-Ho's text message right away.
"I love you, Shacho-san. I miss you too. I am in Nara, Kinki right now. There is an event I participate in Yoshiki-en. I will be back in Tokyo next week."

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.

Gu Yanqing walked up to her. "Did you come in through the window again? "

Song Beibei didn't say anything

Gu Yanqing reached out to rub her hair, and his voice softened a little. "You're not allowed to read it anymore. Now that everyone knows about our relationship, why are you still hiding? "

Song Beibei wasn't hiding. She just wanted to come over and give him a surprise.

Who knew that there would be no surprise. Instead, it turned into a shock.

Gu Yanqing reached out and took the food box from her mouth and hands. A hint of a smile unconsciously appeared in his eyes, "for me? "

Song Beibei felt that she must have looked completely silly just now.

Actually, it was nothing in front of Gu Yanqing. Gu Yanqing had seen even more silly looks.

But Gu Wanjing was also there.

There was an inexplicable anger in her heart.

Song Beibei said unhappily, "who said it was for you? I ate it myself. "

Song Beibei protested loudly, "I haven't had dinner yet! "

Gu Yanqing lifted his wrist to look at his watch. It was already nine o'clock. He could not help but frown, "why aren't you eating at this time of night? "

As he spoke, he held the food box in one hand and held Song Beibei's hand with the other. They walked towards the SOFA.

Gu Wanjing had already stood up. Without looking at Song Beibei, she said to Gu Yanqing, "third brother, I'm going back first. I'll email you the documents. "

Gu Yanqing only nodded, "drive carefully yourself. "

Gu Wanjing smiled, picked up her coat and left Gu Yanqing's office.

From the beginning to the end, it was as if Song Beibei was invisible.

Song Beibei knew that Gu Wanjing never took her seriously in her heart.

Sometimes, Song Beibei admired Gu Wanjing.

What was she thinking in her heart.

She clearly liked Gu Yanqing, but when Gu Yanqing announced their relationship to the public, she didn't make a fuss.

She really didn't seem to care about status at all.

Moreover, she did not seem to be worried at all about the "real show" between her and Gu Yanqing.

Was it because she was too confident in herself, or was it because she was too magnanimous, or was it because she was being wronged?

Song Beibei did not know.

However, Gu Wanjing was still a problem in her heart, especially now that she was often by Gu Yanqing's side.

However, Song Beibei was conflicted in her heart.

On one hand, she felt that she should trust Gu Yanqing. On the other hand, she was still unhappy in her heart.

However, she could not find any evidence. She was also afraid that if she showed it in front of Gu Yanqing, it would make her seem petty.

Song Beibei felt like she was about to die of annoyance.

Gu Yanqing sat down on the SOFA and raised his eyelids slightly. "Why are you here all of a sudden? Did you miss me? "

He was obviously looking up at her, but he still felt like he was superior to others.

Song Beibei glared at him fiercely. "Who misses you? I'm so bored that I only came to see you. "

Gu Yanqing completely ignored Song Beibei's anger and reached out to grab Song Beibei's arm.

Song Beibei wasn't on guard and fell into Gu Yanqing's arms.

Gu Yanqing reached out to hold her waist and allowed Song Beibei to sit on his lap. He held the back of his head with his other hand and lowered his head to kiss her. His voice was deep and bewitching. "You don't miss me, but I miss you. "

Another bowl of bewitching soup.

Song Beibei struggled slightly at first, but then she fell into his arms, unable to resist him at all.

When Gu Yanqing released Song Beibei, she was already dizzy and her entire body was soft.

Gu Yanqing's voice was a little hoarse, as if he was trying to restrain something. He said, "did you miss me? "

Song Beibei nodded her head in a daze, her eyes filled with fog.

Gu Yanqing seemed to be very satisfied with her answer. He pecked her lips lightly again, then patted her shoulder. "Go and eat something. "

Song Beibei stood up like a wooden figure and sat down on the single-seater Sofa opposite Gu Yanqing.

The table was full of food. There were leftovers from Gu Yanqing and Gu Wanjing's meals, as well as the food she had just bought.

Song Beibei slowly came to her senses.

Then, she especially despised Gu Yanqing.

Every time she got angry, she would only use the seduction tactic.

However, Song Beibei despised herself even more.

She actually fell for it every time.

Although Gu Yanqing had eaten, he and Song Beibei still ate the seafood congee and crab roe soup dumplings that she had brought over.

After eating, Song Beibei said politely, "you go to work. I'll clean up. "

Gu Yanqing said, "I'm not working anymore. Let's go home. "

Song Beibei asked curiously, "Don't you have a lot of work to do? "

Song Beibei knew that if Gu Yanqing did not plan to work until late at night, he would not eat supper.

Moreover, just now, Gu Wanjing also said that she had some documents to give him.

Gu Yanqing said, "work is to support your wife. If you neglect your wife for work, wouldn't you be putting the cart before the horse? "

Look!

What was Eq?

Song Beibei was amused by him until she was no longer angry. The two of them tidied up the table and went home happily.

The next day was the weekend. Song Beibei slept until the sun was up.

Gu Yanqing went to the office early in the morning.

Song Beibei was bored to death at home alone.

She wanted to go to Gu Yanqing's office, but she thought about it. What if Gu Yanqing and Gu Wanjing were discussing work again?

Out of sight, out of mind.

Moreover, Gu Yanqing was usually very busy during the day. She didn't want to distract him and affect his work.

Just when she was bored, she received a call from Jiang Feifei.

She said that she and Lu Huanzi were looking for something in cat alley and asked if she wanted to go over.

Song Beibei naturally swung her car and went over.

Cat Alley was a famous place in Xia city. To put it bluntly, it was a commercial street.

Inside, there were countless twists and turns, and there were countless specialty shops. The decoration styles of the shops here all had their own characteristics. There were all kinds of food, drinks, and fun. There were even some antique shops with a long history.

It could be said that there were hidden dragons and Crouching Tigers.

Jiang Feifei had a hobby of collecting novels. She read all kinds of novels, such as "beauty BL" and "female female NP" , but she didn't like reading e-books.

Therefore, she always liked to go to the bookstore in cat alley to get some books.

When Song Beibei arrived, the two of them had already finished shopping.

They were resting and drinking tea in a coffee shop.

The Sun was particularly good in mid-march, and it was warm.

The heater in the coffee shop was also turned on sufficiently. Jiang Feifei and Lu Huanzi were playing with the cat.

Cat Alley was called cat alley because there were many coffee shops here that had cats.

Customers who entered the coffee shop could pick a cat that was pleasing to the eye and carry it. Then, they could drink coffee, pimples, and eat dessert. Time passed peacefully.

Song Beibei sat down opposite them and ordered a MOCHA.

When she saw the bulging bags in Jiang Feifei's shopping bag.. She smiled and said, "you came back with a full load today. Feifei, you should read less novels. It's because you read too many novels that you're so picky about your boyfriend's requirements. You don't like any of the people your dad set you up with. How can there be such a perfect male lead in a novel? If you get poisoned, you really won't be able to find a boyfriend in the future. "

Jiang Feifei took out a book and knocked Song Beibei on the head. "someone like you still has the right to lecture. You should mind your own business first. "

Song Beibei said, "What about me? My relationship is going well and I'm happy and sweet. Why don't I have the right to lecture you? I think I can write a book myself. "

Song Beibei thought about it and felt proud. "When I'm free, I'll write a novel too. It'll be called 'my guardian husband, Gu Yanqing' . Just based on this name alone, it'll get a lot of hits. Do you know how many fans Gu Yanqing has on Weibo "30 million, 30 million. I think this is a great business opportunity. "

Jiang Feifei teased her. "Wait until you've settled your uncle before you come here and boast shamelessly. "

As she said that, she threw the wrapped book in her hand to Song Beibei, "this is for you. I picked it out for you. Go back and learn well. Settle your uncle Gu as soon as possible. "

Song Beibei said, "I'm not going to read your novels anymore. "

Song Beibei suddenly remembered that she had once randomly read a novel introduced by Jiang Feifei. It was called something called "eighteen moves to tackle the CEO's husband" , and Gu Yanqing happened to see it.

She had lost a lot of face at that time.

Jiang Feifei said, "This isn't a book, it's a movie. It's a learning movie. I picked it out carefully. You have to watch it carefully when you go back. "

Song Beibei thought that it would be boring to stay at home during the holidays anyway. It would be good to have a movie to pass the time.

So she accepted it. "thank you, Jiang Xiaofei. "

Jiang Feifei said, "if it's possible, I can let your boss Gu watch it with you. It will have an unexpected effect. "

Song Beibei said, "what kind of movie is this? My uncle likes to watch action movies. "

Song Beibei pouted slightly. "My taste is different from his. I like to watch romantic movies like titanic. "

Jiang Feifei giggled and said, "This is an action movie. It's also a romantic movie. It's perfect for the two of you to watch together. "

Song Beibei was rather surprised. "Is that so? Then I'll go back and watch it with my uncle tonight. "

Lu Huanzi wanted to say something, but she hesitated a few times. However, she was suppressed by Jiang Feifei's fierce gaze.

In the end, she looked at Song Beibei with a look of deep sympathy.

The three girls strolled the streets for the entire afternoon. In the evening, they happily parted ways.

When they parted ways, Jiang Feifei even reminded Song Beibei loudly, "you must look at the dvd I gave you. "

Song Beibei waved at her vigorously. "Don't worry, I'll look at it carefully. "

When Song Beibei reached home, Gu Yanqing had already returned and was in the study.

The chef at home had already prepared dinner.

Song Beibei went to the study to ask Gu Yanqing to eat.

Gu Yanqing was still buried in his work.

Song Beibei tiptoed over, but she was still discovered.

Gu Yanqing took off his gold-rimmed glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. "where did you go to play today? "

"I went to cat alley with my classmates. "

Song Beibei saw that he was very tired, so she took the initiative to walk behind him and massaged his shoulders.

Gu Yanqing closed his eyes slightly, looking like he was enjoying it.

"Did you buy anything? " Gu Yanqing asked.

Song Beibei suddenly thought of Jiang Feifei's disc, so she said, "I bought a movie. Let's watch a movie tonight. "

Gu Yanqing actually still had work at night, but when he saw Song Beibei's sparkling and expectant eyes, he agreed.

Song Beibei thought that Gu Yanqing had been working too hard these past few days.

It was a good opportunity to take a break and relax.

Thus, the two of them finished eating and went to the small attic.

The song family's old mansion had an attic. This attic wasn't small either. It was originally an ordinary storage room.

But later, Gu Yanqing transformed it into a home theater.

Inside, there was a huge blue-light screen and a comfortable large sofa. On three sides, there were bookshelves connected to the ceiling, but on the bookshelves weren't books, but various discs.

This could be considered a small hobby of Gu Yanqing's.

When Gu Yanqing was stressed, he liked to go to the attic alone to watch a movie.

Song Beibei even specially got someone to prepare fruit popcorn and a large pile of snacks.

Although she had just eaten her fill, she felt that this was the only way to have the atmosphere to watch a movie.

The atmosphere in the home theater was really good. It was several times taller than a movie theater.

Moreover, it was just her and Gu Yanqing. Therefore, Song Beibei was extremely looking forward to this warm time that belonged to the two of them.

Everything was ready.

Gu Yanqing had already come in from outside and sat on the SOFA.

Song Beibei finally opened the film's packaging.

The film's name was "treacherous minister. " Song Beibei looked at the packaging and saw that it was actually a Korean ancient costume film.

Song Beibei was a little depressed.

How could it be a Korean film? Gu Yanqing usually hated it when she chased after Korean dramas.

She definitely didn't like Korean films.

But since Jiang Feifei recommended it so strongly, there might be something special about it. Song Beibei decided to take a look.

After putting the disc in, Song Beibei returned to the SOFA.

Gu Yanqing was lying on the sofa with his arms crossed.

Gu Yanqing was very rare. He had obviously showered, and there was a faint, clean fragrance on him. He was wearing a casual gray turtleneck sweater, and his hair was not completely dry yet. The ends of his hair were a little wet, and he was wearing cotton slippers He was lying Lazily on the Sofa, looking very homely.

Gu Yanqing looked like he had removed all of his usual high and mighty golden clothes, leaving only Gu Yanqing, the real Gu Yanqing.

Song Beibei thought that Gu Yanqing was too handsome, and she was almost stunned.

Gu Yanqing reached out his hand and gently patted the seat beside him, saying, "sit down, the movie has begun. "

Song Beibei also nestled in the SOFA, conveniently taking a bucket of popcorn. Gu Yanqing reached out to pull her closer, and then put his arm around her shoulder.

At the beginning of the movie, dark clouds covered the clouds, giving off a cold glow, desolate mountains, and the sound of footsteps... ...

When Song Beibei just took the disc to wrap, she could not help but look at the synopsis of the story inside.

This movie was the political background of the reign of the famous tyrant Yanshan Jun in the history of North Korea. It told the story of a treacherous official who pretended to be a loyal subject in front of the emperor but actually disrupted the political mastermind. He viewed the emperor as a puppet He was actually the "King of kings. ".

At that time, Song Beibei thought that this should be a historical political drama.

However, when the beautiful women in the blockbuster film were topless with their backs exposed, and the scenes in the blockbuster film were all on the chest of the female lead, 36D, Song Beibei felt that she was wrong

In fact, she started to wonder if Jiang Feifei had given her the wrong DVD.

She turned around and stole a glance at Gu Yanqing.

Gu Yanqing's expression didn't change. He seemed to be watching very seriously.

Song Beibei turned around again. The screen had already switched. She didn't know what the plot was, but it was already a scene of a man and a woman naked. Naked, naked, and their bodies intertwined.

WHAT THE HELL!

What was going on!

What kind of movie was this?

Song Beibei's face immediately turned red.

For a long time, it was restricted.

Song Beibei finally couldn't take it anymore. What would Gu Yanqing think?

She turned to look at Gu Yanqing and saw that Gu Yanqing's brows were already furrowed.

He must be feeling extremely awkward too.

Gu Yanqing straightened his body and reached out to grab the packaging of the disc. After taking a look, he looked at Song Beibei with dark eyes He raised the packaging of the disc in his hand and shook it. "Song Beibei, is this the movie you invited me to watch? The famous Korean restricted film, 'Treacherous Minister' ? "

Restricted film? ? ?

How could it be a restricted film?

Didn't they say it was an action film?

Jiang Xiaofei! ! You're really tricking me to death ! ! !

Gu Yanqing must have had a huge misunderstanding.

Song Beibei quickly explained, "I didn't choose this movie, really, it was my classmate... "

Song Beibei's explanation was blocked by the "intoxicating sound" in the movie.

Song Beibei looked at Gu Yanqing with her eyes getting deeper and deeper, as if she had a dangerous look on her face.

She quickly cut off the movie and took out the disc.

She wanted to explain but couldn't. She covered her face and rushed out of the attic.

Song Beibei ran back to her room in one breath.

Then she picked up the phone and questioned Jiang Feifei.

When Jiang Feifei picked up the phone, Song Beibei's angry voice came from the other end, "Jiang Xiaofei, what grudge do I have with you? Are you trying to kill me? What kind of lousy movie did you give me? Isn't it a romantic movie? Isn't it an action movie? You Liar! "

Jiang Feifei's innocent voice came from the other end of the phone, "yes, that's right. It's both an action movie and a romantic movie. It's a romantic action movie! "

Then came Jiang Feifei similar successful laughter, gossip is very: "You with a Gu boss to see the disc I gave you? "

Song Beibei is simply furious: "Jiang Feifei, why do you want to pit me like this? "

"I'm just trying to help you. I'm worried about you and Gu Yanqing. Do you know how many women are eyeing an outstanding person like Gu Yanqing? Besides, I did choose the movies carefully. They're very good. Korean films are different from Hong Kong films that are vulgar and nonsensical. They're not as perverted and straightforward as Japanese films. The movies I chose for you are beautiful and tactful. They're like dancing, art is like oil painting, and most importantly, they're big enough. HAHAHAHAHA... ". ". "..

Song Beibei hung up the phone in a moment of anger.
"..."

[ Introduction ]

Song Beibei had said the most since she was young, "Gu Yanqing, I have a generation gap with you. "


In Song Beibei's eyes, Gu Yanqing was a shameless old man who still knew how to act like a hooligan. He relied on the fact that he was much older than her, and whenever he was unhappy, he would call him an "old man" . Every time they quarreled, he would say three sentences: DIVORCE I have a generation gap with you.

Song Beibei had long known that Gu Yanqing had a woman in his heart, so in Song Beibei's eyes, all of Gu Yanqing's kindness and gentleness were feigned The most ruthless words she had ever said were, "Gu Yanqing, you're just a dog of our song family. "

Gu Yanqing was neither angry nor angry. He said faintly, "aren't young ladies of your age the most popular loyal dog husbands? "

This man He was too shameless!

The door to their apartment opened with a satisfying click as Subin turned her key and pushed it open. Inside, she saw her dad's pair of boots left neatly near the entrance. She inhaled and a fresh, pine scent greeted her nostrils.

Subin sighed contentedly. Dad's definitely back. "Dad!" she shouted. "Dad, are you here?"

In just a few moments, Subin saw a burly man with a round face appear from the living room. He smiled at the sight of his daughter and son as he approached them. "Subin-ah, Yoongi-ah!" He had his arms outstretched to hug her and Subin noticed the sweat patches near his pits. She avoided him completely.

"Dad, you haven't showered yet, have you?" she asked with a hint of disgust.

He chuckled, "You're as sharp-tongued as usual, Subin-ah. The first thing you ask your dear appa is whether he's showered yet..." he put his hand to his heart and mimicked being shot, "I'm hurt."

Yoongi sighed at the sight of his dad. "I told you to shower and go to sleep already. Don't you still have jet lag?"

He shrugged. "Yeah, but I feel so wide awake at the moment so I decided to tidy up." He gestured for the Min siblings to follow him into the living room where he had his two large suitcases open.

Subin gaped at the eccentric souvenirs their father had bought. There were a lot of food items that they couldn't buy in London but what intrigued her most was an antique looking thing that she found next to, what looked like, a pile of dirty laundry.

"What's this?" she queried as she delicately picked up the book to inspect it. The title was written in Hangul so Subin couldn't understand.

Her father looked up from where he was hunched over. "Oh, that was your grandmother's magnum opus."

"A what now?"

"Magnum opus" Yoongi repeated for her. "It means 'masterpiece' in Latin."

Subin peered down at the large book in front of her and decided to open it. When she did, she saw that the book had a lot of printed Hangul with a few illustrations of old-style Korean paintings and calligraphy. To her, it looked like some sort of History book.

"Your grandmother was a historian" her father explained as he sauntered over to her. "She dedicated most of her life trying to prove that your mother's family was related to someone famous in history."

At this, Subin looked at her father curiously. "Someone famous?"

He nodded. He looked over her shoulder as Subin flipped the page to a painting of what looked like a young, rich woman adorned in vibrant silk robes. "She was adamant to prove that you were related to someone called Kim Gyuri." He pointed at the picture and read out the caption beneath it, "'Kim Gyuri, the deadly princess who infamously brought down the thriving House of Kim.'"

Subin stared at the picture and immediately felt intrigued. "We were really related to someone famous in history?"

"Not we," Yoongi clarified, "you."

"Huh?"

"It's from your mother's side of the family" he explained. "We're only half-siblings so my side doesn't count."

"Well, we don't know for sure if your mother's side of the family really was related to this Kim Gyuri" their father added. "Most of the evidence burned down during the feudal era so your grandmother could only speculate but...oh!"

Subin and Yoongi glanced at their father who suddenly started scavenging through his suitcase as he searched for something. "I almost forgot... this is for you, Subin-ah."

"What is it?" she questioned as she took a small leather box from him. "Please don't tell me you bought gaudy earrings again."

Her father frowned at the mentioning of his last birthday present to her. "I'll have you know that those earrings were not gaudy."

Yoongi snorted and their father glared at him.

Subin opened the box and was astonished to see a ring made with the clearest colour of green jade. It had a simple design and as Subin picked it up to inspect it, she saw that there was something engraved inside the inner ring in what looked like ancient Chinese characters.

"It belonged to your grandmother," her father told her. "It was mentioned in her will that you inherit it."

Subin continued to peer at it. "Is it real jade?" she enquired. "It kinda looks like a plastic ring. You know, like ones you can get from Claire's or Accessorize."

"I'm pretty sure it's real" their father replied. "It's been in the family for a long time so you should take care never to lose it."

Subin slipped the ring into her forefinger and admired it at arms' length. It was a little loose around her slender finger but she had to admit that the ring was pretty from afar.

"I'm gonna go and start my report" Yoongi declared as he started shuffling towards his bedroom. "You should probably start on your essay now too, Subin, since you have your grandmother's book now."

At this, Subin jumped to attention, "Oh yeah. I can use grandma's book!" Subin stared down at the large book in front of her, pleased that she somehow found something to use for her essay without having to look too hard for it. If she really was related to someone famous in history then, she'd be able to write something intriguing that will hopefully bump her grade up in her coursework. And that was something she was desperate to do so that she could enter the college of her dreams.

"You should clean up your room first, though, Subin-ah" her father advised her. "The apartment doesn't look like it's been cleaned since I left so I can already guess that your room is no better."

Subin tried her best not to roll her eyes at her dad. She hated cleaning up the most. "I'll do it later" she replied dismissively.

"You should do it now."

"But dad-"

"Subin-ah," his voice was stern. "You have to learn to keep your room clean. For a young lady like yourself, I'm quite disappointed. Even your brother's room is cleaner- and he's a guy!"

"Yah!" Yoongi complained, "I'm still here, you know."

"Just because I'm a 'young lady'," Subin repeated while making quotation marks with her fingers, "doesn't mean I have to be tidy all the time. Why do you have to be stereotypical for, dad?"

"Because I feel like I'm failing your mother whenever I see the state of your room" he answered her honestly. "Just tidy up, okay? Before you end up tripping over something and hurting yourself."

Yoongi smirked, "Dad's got a point. Your room is so messy that I won't be surprised if you end up buried alive in there, what with all those stacks of folders everywhere."

"Shut up, Yoongi. It's not like you've never done GCSEs before."

"Yeah, yeah. But that doesn't really excuse your pigsty of a room. Just make sure you don't end up dying in there," and he chuckled. "Imagine that, 'death by folder avalanche'."

Subin waved her hand dismissively as she made her way to her room. She hated it when her dad used her mom in that way- he knew that she would always end up doing what he'd ask with the slight mention of her. And she abhorred it, even more, when her brother was compared to her.

Subin opened the door to her room and she was immediately greeted by the piles of strewn papers and dirty clothes that she hadn't had the time to put in the laundry basket. There was clutter everywhere: she had pencil shavings on the floor, piles of revision books and folders formed mountains, and her collection of shoujo mangas lay forsaken on the last pages she had read. Subin was aware that her room was a mess- heck, it actually did bear some resemblance to a pigsty- but it was her mess and she knew where everything was.

She plopped herself on her bed, carefully avoiding her laptop which was charging on the floor. "Let's see what else I can find out about this Gyuri chick" she murmured to herself as she opened the front page of the book again.

Subin squinted as she stared at the lines and lines of Hangul.

Oh, crap, she thought and started laughing at her misfortune. I forgot that I can't read Hangul.

Subin sighed as she started flicking through the pages, admiring the pictures and taking note of the fashion. They looked pretty ancient and very Asiatic. Subin hardly knew anything about Korean culture or history as she had been born in the UK and had lived there all her life. She didn't really care much that she didn't know a lot about her culture or her language; all she really cared about was the fact that she could at least understand Korean even if she couldn't speak it.

As long as I can watch K-dramas without subtitles, life's good, she thought.

But she knew that her ability to understand came with shortcomings as it meant that she always had to rely on a native's assistance. And that normally meant Yoongi or her dad.

She sighed dejectedly as she realised that she would have to go to Yoongi for help in translating her grandma's book.

Forgetting that she had her laptop charging close by, Subin got up from her bed and failed to notice that her foot was not standing on firm ground. In a quick instance, Subin's world suddenly turned before her eyes as she fell backwards, slipping on her laptop which had skidded forward across the wooden floor.

A flash of bright light blinded her vision as she tumbled backwards, later submerging her in a dark and unfamiliar abyss...

Transported to an unknown era, Subin, a teenage girl raised with western values, wakes up in the body of a serf. In this unknown land, she encounters the aristocratic Kim brothers and finds herself entangled in the webs of deceit; woven by rivalry, politics and hunger for power.

After the conclusion of the S Worlds Tournament, Demacia Cafe returned to its usual challenge matches.
The prize had accumulated to over 20,000 yuan, but not a single team has been able to beat the defending team to take the stack of cash back home.
Following the defeat of almost every team nearby, fewer and fewer bright-eyed challengers were coming in each day. The strength of the defending team had received the approval and recognition of every LOL player in the surrounding area, so not many people were willing to basically donate their money away by facing them.
Of course, Boss Lei wasn't going to let their battle stage be left idle like this.
Mr Lei was part of the Shanghai Cybercafe Association, so he spent a little money advertising their defending team at a few distinguished cybercafes and clubs in the Shanghai area. The advertisement was simple. If you could beat their defending team, the almost 30,000 yuan cash prize was yours for the taking!
A single game worth almost 30,000 yuan, who wouldn't want to try their hand at that sort of prize?
As soon as the ads were posted around Shanghai's cybercafes and gaming clubs, the manager, Xiao Duo Duo's phone, was bursting with requests for a challenge as teams from all over jumped at the opportunity to check out this so-called "undefeated" team at Demacia Cafe. Of course this included some second-rate and third-rate professional players looking for some fun.
Just by freeing up a weekend and 5,000 yuan, you could stand a chance to bring back almost sixty times your investments, and with returns as high as that, no one could resist!
During this time, Lin Dong and the rest of the team felt the obvious wave of pressure placed upon their shoulders with the sudden influx of challenging teams coming to dethrone them.
While previous challengers only knew the basics of ganking and team fights, Team Skycrown quickly realized that their current matchups were against opponents who really know how to control the game!
Their manipulation over the game was scary, using the snowball effect to try and win quickly by first pushing down a single lane and then using that advantage to take control over the entire map, eventually destroying their enemies' entire line of defense.
These teams knew that the defending team's bottom lane was their weak point, and thus, spent the majority of the game focusing on the bottom side of the map, taking turrets, claiming the Dragon, and stealing buffs. The defending team was almost tempted to surrender at the 20-minute mark.
Luckily, the 4 remaining members of Team Skycrown had the skills to backup their invincible claim, managing to always make a comeback from the worst situations to burst their opponents down during the mid to late game.
The opponents synergized well, but compared to the first-grade teams found in the LPL, they just weren't as flexible or as careful. Their two front lines, Da Luo and Zhou Yan, were always able to catch every misplay the enemy made with their deep understanding of the game's mechanics, effectively prolonging the game so that their team could scale and overpower their opposition.
During the past 6 months or so, Team Skycrown had faced teams with every fighting style you could think of, and they knew the mainstream compositions like the back of their hand, able to see through the fatal flaws of off-meta picks as well. You can't deny, some of the teams conjured up through a spark of inspiration could be pretty daunting, and apart from the calm, serious vibe that professional players let off, these teams could easily rival pro players with their skills, combos, and strange tactics!
The guys from Team Skycrown had originally thought that there wasn't much purpose in fighting these cybercafe competitions since their opponents would always be too weak.
But now, their views had shifted. With a 30,000 yuan jackpot behind them, Team Skycrown could feel the murderous glares from their opponents burn into their skulls. Just last week, some second-rate professionals had faced them, confusing Team Skycrown with unorthodox tactics and almost had them beat.
Middle lane had been pushed through, the Baron was taken, the vision in the jungle was completely controlled, and there weren't many chances for a comeback with these factors in play. If it weren't for Wu Sen and Da Luo camping in a bush near the second tower to catch the teleporting enemy Nasus, their 30,000 yuan prize would've been gone!
The teams around Shanghai weren't to be messed with. If the prize money continued to grow, with the news spreading to a few big neighboring districts and cities, catching the attention of the top players in the mainland, Team Skycrown would be through. Unless a team really had a massive gap in skill level between them and all other teams, it just wasn't feasible to try and keep up a one hundred percent win rate.
***
As Lin Dong, Zhou Yan, Da Luo, and Wu Sen, were fighting for their lives, being mercilessly slaughtered and left out to be eaten by vultures, all the while biting back insults and complaints so that they could eventually make a comeback during the late game, Luocheng was sitting between all of them, climbing the ranks in the Korean server without a single care in the world.
Going from Platinum to Diamond, and then from Diamond V to Diamond I, Luocheng was delighted to find shadows of Korean pro players lurking around his rank already.
People in Diamond I and II of the Korean server would already be considered top players back in China, this was in part due to them being updated at the same pace as America, but also because the Korean server was just a single server for the whole country, totally different from China which had over ten servers.
If you were to say so-and-so was the top player, the first reaction you'd get from people would be "Wow, which server are they from?", and if they were anything but Ionia, Bilgewater, or Freljord, you would be dismissed almost immediately.
But if you were to say that you were a top player in the Korea server, it wouldn't be just an abstract concept, since there was only one server, the rankings in the server could basically substitute as a nationwide skill-level ranking!
There were over 200 players who were considered to be the "top players" in the Korean server, and a lot of pro players and other top players from China often went over to the Korean server to play a bit of ranked.
Back when Cat Eye, Qiu Shenping, had gotten into one of the top player ranking spots in Korea, he had gained quite a following. After all, there were only so many spots in that ranking, and one spot taken meant one less chance for someone else to get in. For a foreigner to take that spot, wouldn't that be seen as a challenge?
However, it had been Xiao Bei who had climbed with that account, and so, after Xiao Bei had stopped playing, that account was quickly pushed out of the top rankings and Qiu Shenping eventually faded into the background of the e-sports scene.
Luocheng and Shallow Dream had a very high win-rate, and unlike others who spent a really long time trying to get into Diamond, they only used a few days.
The hardest part was getting from Diamond V to Diamond II!
The skill gap between these ranks was immense as it was saturated with main accounts and smurf accounts of pro players, there were even professional play-by-play narrators. Besides that, there were copious amounts of players from other countries here looking to learn of the newest tactics from the Koreans. A lot of team leaders like Luocheng hid around this rank and this was quite a hindrance for Luocheng and Shallow Dream.
"Mid, ADC, and Support are taken, so I'll go jungle and you go top?" Luocheng asked Shallow Dream.
Unless you typed in English, Chinese characters would all become blank squares in the Korean server. Luocheng and Shallow Dream mainly communicated through the QQ app, and though he had asked for a voice call several times now, Shallow Dream still refused him each time, and Luocheng would be lying if he said he wasn't suspicious of her identity.
"I can't Top," Shallow Dream said straightforwardly.
"It's cool, I'll camp you. You'll get fed all the same!" Luocheng announced confidently.
***
"I've seen you! I hate you!" Suddenly the enemy Top typed English words into the all chat!
Luocheng was pretty shocked. He hadn't played in the Korean servers for quite a while, and yet, he was still recognized. Had Luocheng destroyed him while he was carrying a girl? If he hadn't, why would this person keep a grudge for the better part of a year?
Luocheng replied in his fluent English, "die,ting,bu,dong,han,wen!"
(T/N: "I don't understand Korean!" in romanized Chinese.)
"…" Shallow Dream was probably in awe of Luocheng's perfect reply.
"China rat, when we were just about to obliterate you, you go and hide!?" Suddenly, this player Pakeblablablahamida said in a slew of Chinese.
Luocheng was stunned for a second, this dude spoke Chinese!? Wow!
Thinking about it further, the guy probably just used Google Translate.
Luocheng went and found his own translating website and typed a phrase, asking who he was.
"あなたは誰!"
Shallow Dream couldn't watch ant longer and messaged Luocheng on the QQ app, 'You sent that in Japanese'!
Luocheng let out an awkward laugh, "My bad, my bad, I was wondering why those words looked oddly familiar."
"Oddly familiar?" Shallow Dream didn't get what he was saying.
"Um, you're a good kid."
***
"I'm Team STG's Pake, your video made us very annoyed, you'd better cut my name out!" The enemy team sent another line of Chinese, it looked like they were really using some sort of translating app.
"What translating app are you using? It's so accurate," Luocheng asked.
Google Translate was infamously bad, basically translating word for word, class Chinese-style English, and Luocheng cringed just thinking about it.
***
Seoul, Korea.
A handsome young man with long hair opened his translation app in frustration, reading the completely unrelated question on the screen. He was this close to grinding him into the ground!
"Are you sure it's him, Mr. Park?" A blond-haired man asked from beside him.
"I'm sure, I'd recognize this ID even if I turned to dust!" Park Yisheng shouted.
It wasn't Yisheng's fault that he reacted to Luocheng's ID the same way he would react to his parents' murderer. During the new year, Yisheng had made an appearance as a famous professional player from the Korean server on a popular LOL show.
Acting as a guest, he gave the audience a play-by-play analysis of a bottom lane game and tips on how to improve. The audience had been so enthralled that they opened their books to take notes.
"Next, let's take our knowledge into a real game." Yisheng didn't know it at the time, but this sentence was the start of his nightmare.
Other show hosts would have probably gone into a custom game just to demonstrate a few techniques in a practical setting, but being as cocky as he was, Yisheng had decided to go into a ranked game, in a Platinum almost Diamond rank match.
Too bad though that that was when Luocheng and Shallow Dream were climbing. It was really just bad luck that Yisheng had queued directly into the peculiar duo of Luocheng and Shallow Dream.
The outcome was as expected, and without a good Support, Yisheng was left crying for his mom. Those Korean high schoolers who had brought all their notebooks? Their pens and their jaws were all on the floor.
Pro players hated these sorts of situations. LOL was already a 5-man game, even if they could maintain a 90 percent win rate in Plat and Diamond, there was still a solid 10 percent chance that they would throw everything, and that 10 percent just so happened to show itself during a broadcasted show. The host was at a loss for words, what could he say to save Park Yisheng from the humiliation he was inevitably going to receive for being beaten very badly.
Professional players who had appeared on the past programs had had smooth lanes, and if they lost, the host would just say so-and-so was actually really strong, it's just that their teammates were bad, once again making it clear that LOL was a team game first and foremost, relieving any awkwardness still hanging in the air from the loss.
But the thing was, Yisheng's teammates that game didn't do horribly, so for him to feed in his lane…
That was the first time in his professional career that Yisheng had made an appearance on a programme that showed his face, and when he saw the horrified expression on their faces, all he wanted was to crawl into a ditch and die.
And to add insult to injury, the video had been clipped by JX and posted onto the main page for the China area.
Luocheng obviously hadn't known that they were recording, because if he did, he wouldn't have killed them so much that they couldn't come up to soak experience.
If he knew they had been recording, Luocheng would've spawn-killed him under the fountain, duh!
Rubbing salt into wounds, that's my favourite thing!


When a national athlete of China laughs at the concept of being able to win a gold medal in video gaming, what a pro-gamer like yourself ought to do is take your size-42 shoe and measure it against his pretty face!
When parents, relatives, friends, and all the rest of society scoff at pro-gaming and say it’s not a real job… what else can you do but hold true to your passion for the competitive multiplayer scene, and resolutely turn away from their doubts!
Have you ever thought that it could actually become an official event during the Olympics, perhaps within the next four years—a game of split-second reactions and seamless teamwork between five-man squads, the ultimate test of reflexes and finesse, in an arena where players compete with all their heart and soul… 
This is e-sports!
Let the champions roar ‘Demacia!’ and rock the world to its foundations!

Many of the old books stacks fell to 100 dollars, but there were still no bids.

The old and new books were different; once old books were deemed to have no knowledge value, they would often become worthless paper.

The current price for waste paper was 210 dollars per ton. These stacks of old books were, at most, about 220 pounds. Even selling them as waste paper wouldn’t make much money, and would surely end up as a loss.

The two huge units, containing over 100,000 books, were slowly auctioned off from morning all the way until the late afternoon.

In the mid-afternoon, Li Du, Hans, and Godzilla ate some dumplings. A smart Chinese vendor had brought his cart to sell some fast food. Business was booming for him. The treasure hunters were too lazy to go out for lunch, so they just bought food from him.

With the afternoon auction over, Godzilla loaded the books into the truck. They had bought a total of 4,000 books. It was quite a hassle to load them, with the compartment space stuffed to the brim.

Seeing that there was still some time left in the day, Li Du said, "Let’s go back to Flagstaff."

Hans wanted to stay. "We’ve worked all day, especially Godzilla. After moving all those books, he’s definitely tired out. Let’s just stay in Phoenix and have some fun for the night."

Li Du shrugged and agreed. He knew that to Hans, a big city like Phoenix was much more attractive than a small town like Flagstaff.

They drove to a motel, and Li Du’s phone rang. He picked up the call and heard Sophie’s voice. "Hi, Li, where are you at?"

"In Phoenix. How about you? Are you off from work?"

Sophie said, "Yup. I went off work quite early today, and wanted to invite you to dinner to thank you for the help lately. You’ve done so much for me. But since you’re in Phoenix, next time then…"

Li Du immediately changed his tune."It’s like this, Sophie: We’re actually on the way back to Flagstaff from Phoenix. We’ll be back by dinner time." 

He gestured while he said that, and Godzilla quickly turned the steering wheel and drove the truck onto the highway.

Hans sat helplessly in the shotgun seat, his exciting night for today gone.

Sophie said joyfully, "That’s great, what would you like to eat?"

Li Du replied happily as well, "I’m fine with anything."

Hearing that answer, the female doctor was troubled. "Anything? Then I don’t know what to choose, because I don’t know your palette."

Li Du was about to answer, when Hans waved to him and mouthed: "Pause!"

Although he didn’t know what that guy was trying to pull, Li Du still had some trust in Hans, so he told the female doctor that he’d call back later and hung up.

"What’s wrong?"

"Sophie’s asking you out for dinner?" Hans replied with another question.

"Yeah, what’s wrong?" Li Du asked without thinking, and then froze for a moment. "D*mmit, you were eavesdropping on us?"

Hans rolled his eyes. "My ears are good; you can’t fault me for that. Listen, me eavesdropping isn’t important. If you want to ‘improve’ your relationship with her, then the next step is important."

Li Du mumbled, "Why would I want to ‘improve’ our relationship?"

Hans waved and said, "Alright, alright, then just pretend I didn’t say anything…"

"Stop, stop, stop. Big Fox, continue, continue." Li Du gave a fake smile as he spoke. He did have some affection for the female doctor, and indeed hoped that he could have a more established relationship with her.

Hans rolled his eyes again. "Next time, in front of me, don’t act like you’re some saint, okay? When it comes to issues about women, don’t expect to be able to hide anything from me, okay?"

"Ok-ok-ok!" Li Du nodded like a woodpecker.

"I know Sophie—her whole family are devoted Christians. Since youth, she didn’t spend time with boys. I bet that the first guy she’s ever asked out to dinner is you."

Li Du smiled gleefully.

"So that means—in her heart—you’re not just an ordinary man, and unordinary men do not do typical things. Moreover, they do not have typical dates."

Li Du said, "Right, right, so what should I do?"

"What should you do? Show off the best side of you! It’s like how a lion displays his strength when seeking a mate. When I’m seeing my mate, I’ll display my eight-inch cannon…"

"F*ck you! Can you be serious!" It was Li Du’s turn to roll his eyes.

Hans said, "I am being serious. What’s the best side of you that you can show?"

Li Du thought for a bit, and said, "My kind side, my brave side, my responsible side…"

"F*ck you! Can you be serious!" Hans threw his exact words back at him.

Mr. Li felt wronged. Those were his serious answers.

Hans said, "It’s cooking! Your cooking skills are outstanding. This is a rare trait among men!"

"And then?"

"And then are you an idiot? Grab this chance to show off your cooking skills! There’s no need for restaurants. Just bring the ingredients, go straight to Sophie’s home, and enjoy the homely atmosphere. It’ll definitely bring your relationship up a level!" Hans said confidently.

"Wouldn’t that be too forceful?" Li Du asked hesitantly.

Hans said, "If you don’t want to, why not just learn from Helene Hanff and Frank Doel, and communicate with letters for 20 years before meeting?"

"What?"

Hans was stunned. "You don’t know? The New York writer, Helene Hanff, and the antiquarian bookseller for Marks & Co, Frank Doel. Their story, a famous romance novel, ‘84 Charing Cross Road?’"

Li Du rubbed his nose and said, "I’m not that interested in romance novels."

"You have a d*mn master’s." Hans turned scornful.

Godzilla, who was driving, wore a despondent expression. "The topic changed real quickly."

They got back on track, and Hans began imparting upon Li Du his tricks for dating.

Two hours later, the sky was turning dark. Lights from many households began switching on, and Sophie heard someone knocking at her door.

"Hello, I’m here." 

Sophie bounced up and ran to the door. She opened it and saw a bouquet of snow-white tulips in front of her, with Li Du right behind them. 

Sophie was surprised. She looked at the fresh flowers, and then pointed to her cheeks and asked, "For me?"

Li Du shook his head. "No, don’t misunderstand, these are for the piano in your house. White tulips match pianos."

Sophie generously accepted the fresh flowers, and then used the tulips to cover her mouth. She giggled, "This must be some idea from Hans, that rascal!"

Mr. Li smiled, but it wasn’t out of awkwardness. The female doctor had hit the mark. It was indeed Hans’s idea—including that sentence.

Seeing that his expression changed, Sophie smiled even more joyfully. She ran back inside and placed the flowers into a vase, and focused on displaying them on top of the piano.

Then, she turned back and said with a slight smile, "My piano says, ‘thank you,’ and she will allow her owner to invite you out to dinner."

Li Du brought a cardboard box in. "Um, can we not go out for dinner? How about I make our meals instead? I’m good at cooking up Chinese dishes. I also know some Thai, Japanese, and Korean dishes.

Sophie widened her eyes. "That won’t do. It should be a treat from me to thank you for all of the help."

Li Du said, "You might not know that I love to cook. I especially like watching people eat the food I’ve made, so if you allow me that opportunity, it would be the best way of saying thanks to me."

Sophie stared at him suspiciously and asked, "Is that what Hans taught you to do as well?"

"No! I’m not Big Fox’s child!" Li Du didn’t know if he should laugh or cry. "I’m telling the truth!"

"I’ll gladly accept it then," Sophie said.

"Sure!" Mr. Li said cheerfully.
 
 
 



They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

Minoru was running on the street while smiling to the young mom who brought her children to school. It was early in the morning, he felt that it was a very nice morning if only there wasn't an old man behind him who kept hit him with a whip.

"DON'T BE DISTRACTED!!" Gran Torino hit the ground with a whip.

"Yes!" Minoru ran faster but he didn't forget to say goodbye to the group of a young mom.

The group of young mom was laughing and waved their hands. 

Gran Torino sighed at his disciple. He knew that his disciple was pretty talented and very strong. He was hoping that he could also help All Might to become the symbol of peace. His power and talent helped him but his personality was a bit.

Gran Torino knew that if his hobby continued it would affect his hero career. After all, it would cause a scandal if Minoru stole someone else wives. 

"You know, you need to search a girlfriend with the same age, you need to leave that young mom," Gran Torino reprimanded him.

"Don't worry, I won't flirt with young mom," His words made Grand Torino felt relief. "I'll only flirt with a widow." But his expression became ugly when he heard his last words.

Gran Torino shook his head. He still remembered that pure young boy who came to his house and asked him to be his mentor. He had grown up but became such a young man. 

"Well, do whatever you want," Gran Torino said." You really don't want a recommendation from me?" He could make him enter the U.A. without entering the exam his qualification was enough for that. 

Minoru shook his head, "No, I'll enter with my own power." He couldn't tell him that there would be a lot of beautiful girls in that entrance exam and he wanted to get to know them. He was in his last year of middle school. His friend in the school was pretty much normal and the girl didn't enough to satisfy him. He needed a challenge to a more difficult girl. 

If it was a video game, he was at least be called veteran but to be called a master. He needed more experience and a more difficult girl. He had conquested every girl in his school and wanted more challenge. 

U.A. is the #1 ranked high school for heroics and is considered as the top Hero Academy in Japan. Students are separated based on their abilities into specific Departments and Classes - A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, I, J and K. 

Gran Torino snorted at him how could he not know about his disciple thinking. He knew that he wanted to meet new girls in the entrance exam. 

"How is Yagi-san?" Minoru asked. He knew the real identity of Toshinori Yagi. He had seen this sickly old man who always came to Gran Torino. He knew that his real identity was All Might but to protect the symbol of peace he couldn't tell anyone.

"He is fine, he looks quite healthy few days ago," Gran Torino sighed. If only his disciple wasn't this perverted he would become the next All for One but since he knew his disciple personality it was impossible. Yagi didn't seem to give up to change his perverted trait though. 

"Tell him that I won't change my perverted trait, no matter what!" Minora complained. He was Mineta Minoru if they took his perverted trait he wouldn't be him again. He needed to protect his identity. 

Minoru looked at his teacher who shook his head. His name had always made him remembered the movie he had watched in his past life. His teacher was cool but he needed to have more cold tone and he would be very savvy. 

"Teacher, do you want to make a movie with me?" Minoru asked. If only Gran Torino was taller it would be perfect.

"What movie?" Gran Torino asked. He knew his disciple was a famous novelist and he read all of his books. He didn't expect him to want to make a movie so he was quite interested. He was old now and had already retired from his hero activities. He was quite idle and bored.

"Well, I'll tell you the summary," Minoru started to tell him the summary of Gran Torino. 

---

A racist Korean War veteran living in a crime-ridden Detroit neighborhood is forced to confront his own lingering prejudice when a troubled Hmong teen from his neighborhood attempts to steal his prized Gran Torino. Decades after the Korean War has ended, aging veteran Walt Kowalski (Clint Eastwood) is still haunted by the horrors he witnessed on the battlefield. The two objects that matter most to Kowalski in life are the classic Gran Torino that represents his happier days working in a Ford assembly plant, and the M-1 rifle that saved his life countless times during combat. When Kowalski's teenage neighbor (Bee Vang) attempts to steal his Gran Torino as part of a gang initiation rite, the old man manages to catch the aspiring thief at the business end of his well-maintained semi-automatic rifle. Later, due to the pride of the Asian group, the boy is forced to return to Kowalski's house and perform an act of penance. Despite the fact that Kowalski wants nothing to do with the young troublemaker, he realizes that the quickest way out of the situation is to simply cooperate. In an effort to set the teen on the right path in life and toughen him up, the reluctant vet sets him up with an old crony who now works in construction. In the process, Kowalski discovers that the only way to lay his many painful memories to rest is to finally face his own blinding prejudice head-on.

---

"How is it?" Minoru asked.

Gran Torino didn't say anything but his body was trembling. He could imagine himself in the movie holding a gun and protecting his neighbor. He would say to the gangster a cool line after another.

"It's perfect! Let's make it!!" Gran Torino really liked his disciple and it made his life more colorful.

"Hahaha, good, let's make it now!" Minoru was also excited to make this movie. He knew money would come to him.

Who has the strongest quirk?

Endeavor? I can make him sticky.

Overhaul? I can make him sticky.

Tomura? I can make him sticky.

All Might? I can make him sticky too.

I'm Mineta, I'm the strongest hero.


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Cover not mine found it on google

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Grammar sometimes sucks but bear with it.

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


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