Some argue that various works by authors that do not meet the requirement of fine grammar and spelling are rubbish. Here, each person has his own opinion, and let him stick to it and impose his opinion on others as the ultimate truth, it speaks only of ignorance of life. It is diverse.

Is the work of authors with poor grammar garbage? In my opinion, no. Each author tells his story, passed through his worldview, attitude, understanding of life, his experience and thoughts about the world. It's always interesting for me to read this personally.

I'm a bibliophile, I read a lot of classic works of art, Tomass and Gernih Mana, Feuchtwanger, Mark Twain, Stvenson, Romain Roland, Galsworthy, Tolstoy and all his volumes and there are about 19 of them! I didn't read Dostoevsky, I didn't like him. But Azek Azimov, Ursuda Le Guin, Tolkien, Kipling, Conandoyle, Louis Besenar and others I read with pleasure. Li Bo, the poetry is gorgeous. Novels of feudal and late feudal China, Japan, Korea. Novels and novels by Chinese prose writers of the early 20s and 80-90s of the 20th century.

In general, I read about 10,000 books. Fiction, fantasy, poetry, historical novels, ballads, myths and legends.

After that I became interested in reading historical documentaries - about the history of the Silk Road, Archeology, History, Ethnography, Etymology, the Big Game, the story of the confrontation of imperial intelligence in the vast regions of the Silk Road.

I read about 550 books, from the 16th to the beginning of the 21st century.

I have some kind of base for evaluating short stories and novels.

Sometimes works written flawlessly in terms of grammar, alas ... they are completely devoid of meaning, they are not interesting, they do not have fascinating stories, conclusions, experience, thoughts. But work with poor grammar, on the contrary, have unique information. Of course, not all works, but there are some.

Therefore, when assessing the creativity of another person, the author, being so categorical in evaluations, says only that you have a maximalist who still knows life poorly. This is the right of choice, each person, and to impose a choice on another according to my preferences, I consider this not comme il faut. Well, here everyone has a point of view.

In fact, this is an eternal question - what is more important? Beautiful text form or good content? Bestsellers are those works that combine good text and good content.

I am the author myself. But not a professional writer, but a techie. I don't know much about composition, about the intricacies of writing good text. But I have a very interesting content. Is my story garbage? I do not think so? Do I respect the reader? Sure. But writing is better so far I can't. Nevertheless, I have my own circle - readers who are interested in my work. There are not hundreds or thousands of people, but a couple of dozen will be typed.

I write in the genre - a documentary historical fiction, there are many interesting facts about the Silk Road with which I wanted to share. If I were waiting for the moment when I could write well in terms of English grammar ... I would not be able to share it now ... maybe in a couple of years ... and still I would not be able to write like this they write - people from English-speaking countries. This is a favorite topic of native speakers to reproach those who learn this language in their ignorance of the intricacies of the language they learn, grammar and spelling errors ... As we say, the dog barks, the caravan goes on. That happens.

English is the world language of communication. Moreover, for me it is the third language. I speak English well, but my grammar is lame. I admit it. Yes, I need to teach her, but I don't think I can write in perfect English.

The overall result - write as you can, share your thoughts, in the era of information, the content itself is important and not its form. One way or another, it can help others, they can come to a new thought and write a story about your topic that you would like to read yourself!


As they say in the East - do good and throw it into the water, a person will not know, the fish will know!

Peace and prosperity!

Thoughts of why and why stories are written.

All the same English, he has not improved in 18 days.

I'll figure something out, try to correct the text.

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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

Chapter 197. Beijing conservatory of music (1)
The Beijing Conservatory of Music was the largest conservatory.
Together with the Central Conservatory of Music and the Northern Conservatory of Music, they are called the three major conservatory.
It was founded in 1983 and has 37 years of history so far.
Although it is not as old as the central conservatory of music, it has also produced a large number of talents in recent decades.
Many famous composers, pianists and singers have emerged from it. It has a respectable reputation at home and even around the world.
The Beijing Conservatory of Music is located on the bank of Beihai, adjacent to the famous Beihai Park. It has an excellent geographical location.
The area of the conservatory is very small, and its scale is not even comparable to that of several middle schools in Beijing, and the total number of teachers and students in the school adds up to only more than 2,000, which is simply not comparable to the school with thousands of students in the University City.
Ren has never been to the Beijing conservatory of music before, but this higher music school has been famous for a long time.
It is said that every year there are tens of thousands of students who come to Beijing to apply for the conservatory.
Most of them have been trained since childhood. They are proficient in such aspects as piano, violin, national musical instruments and so on, and can crush a guy like Ren into slag.
However, most of these arrogant children will be mercilessly eliminated in the process of applying for the conservatory.
Many of the candidates' family has spent a lot of money on training them, then after arriving in Beijing, they spend a lot of money to ask the teachers in universities for guidance, only to be told that there was no hope of getting in.
Therefore, those who can be admitted to the conservatory are not ordinary people. Genius is a common pronoun among them.
As the second semester has just started, many students are on the campus. Many were holding guitar cases in their hands or they were wearing headphones listening to music.
They were all the students of Beijing conservatory of music. In another term, they were all geniuses who have gotten admission into the conservatory.
"There are a lot of people here."
Amidst those walking groups of students was Ren. He was wearing a black jacket and normal grey pants. Of course, there were sunglasses and a mask hiding his face.
People may wonder why an actor like Ren was here?
The answer was simple. Ren was here to learn music. He has earlier requested Director Zhao to let him learn about the essence of music.
Director Zhao has agreed and contacted his friend named Che Shu who was a professor in the composing department of the conservatory.
It should be noted that the Beijing conservatory of music didn't give permits to attend lectures just to anyone.
Ren was extremely lucky to get a permit to attend the lectures. It was only possible due to the connections of Director Zhao.
"Now, where should I go?"
Ren has taken some time out of an advertisement shoot to come here today but he noticed that he has a lot of time in his hands.
The lecture he wanted to attend was about composing and it would be presided over by professor Che Shu himself.
Ren also wanted to introduce himself to the professor and thank him for letting him listen to the lectures but the lecture will start in an hour.
Ren has come too early.
'Let's head to the library.'
As he has time, he decided to not waste time and head to the library. He can read books about music and composing there.
He made his way to the library and on his way, various people glanced at him because of his attire.
Ren can't do anything about it. He would be hoarded with students if he took off his mask and sunglasses but as a result, Ren was looking like someone suspicious.
Although it was weird to wear sunglasses inside a building, Ren just ignored it.
His celebrity life has made him used to wearing sunglasses.
Ignoring all the suspicious glances he received, Ren finally reached the library.
The library was full of books and Ren felt like he was in a sea of books and all the books were about music or singing.
Ren didn't even know that there are so many books about music in the world. It was shocking to be exact.
'Will there be a book on acting here too?'
Ren thought that there should be one or two books about acting in this library too but he chose to ignore the thought in his head.
He had to search through the whole library to find a book about acting and there was no guarantee that he would even find one.
He decided to focus on the books about musical theory for now.
Ren took a book out of a shelf and saw the title 'Harmonics'. He opened it and saw that all the words were in English and there was no Chinese character in it.
He took out another book titled 'The theory of music' and noticed that it was also in English.
It was not like Ren was unable to read the English characters, it was just that Ren was surprised to see so many books in English here.
Anyway, in the end, he finally decided to read a book titled 'Light music and song making'.
It was a book with a red covering and just reading the preface made him interested in it.
The book was about composing light music and how one should hold on to the emotions to bring out the true value of a song.
There were a lot of views of famous composers in the book and how just a little change can completely change a song's quality and value.
Ren was completely immersed in reading the book. He has never thought that a book about music can be so interesting.
He also felt that he had made a self discovery today. He was more interested in music than he had thought.
As he was reading the book, a silhouette suddenly approached him. It was a silhouette of a girl who was strangely wearing a big cap and glasses.
It was hard to see her full face because of that.
"Excuse me."
"Ah, what do you want?"
Ren said as he turned around to look at the girl wearing the big cap.
"Um, can you give me that book?"


Ren, he was someone with great talent in acting and singing but due to bad luck and some wrong choices, he was only able to become a third rate actor.

After dying in an accident, he noticed that he had returned to the past.

With the help of his talents and the knowledge of future, he started his journey to become the trendiest star of the century.

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When Long Ao Zhen met  Meng Yue Ming, this is what Li Shi Ying do.

Today Li Shi Ying wanted to go to a bookstore. All the books she bought month ago had been read when she was in recupation period. 

"I need more!" said Li Shi Ying to Jiu Wei and so the two of them went to a bookstore. Because now Shi Ying was accompanied by Jiu Wei, she didn't disguise as boy. She wore a decent appearance of a mysterious young lady.

She had checked her memories a few times to make sure that the female lead won't be in a bookstore today all in order to avoid her. After making sure that the female lead will be inside grave forest for quite a long time, only then Li Shi Ying sighed in relief.

On the way to the bookstore.

"By the way...isn't now supposed to be the second meeting between ML and FL? Aish....just now when 'brother' go i should follow him! What a pity i can't watch a live action romance..." Li Shi Ying thought in her heart while walking side-by-side with Jiu Wei.

On the other hand, Jiu Wei was thinking about another thing. He was thinking about what to do inside a bookstore. Should he buy medical book or not? 

15 minutes later.

Li Shi Ying and Jiu Wei arrived in front of an old-looking bookstore. The bookstore was very different with the one in Li Shi Ying previous world. The bookstore building was made with wood.

The inside, the floor was also made with wood. There were a lot of bookshelf and organized book displayed inside the store. It was a pity that the store didn't lit a lamp when it was still afternoon.

The only light you get is from sunlight and not all places inside the store get the light making some places looks dim and scary. Of course Li Shi Ying wouldn't feel scared at all with so many divine beast on her body.

Li Shi Ying browse through the bookshelf for a while and handed every book she like to Jiu Wei. From child story to many kind of novels, Li Shi Ying took any book that she found interesting.

The book here wasn't sealed by plastic so she could took a quick read and decide whether to buy the book or not. Well many shameless people only read the book they like and didn't buy it though.

30 minutes later.

Li Shi Ying arrive in front of a different bookshelf. This bookshelf was made with iron, not wood like any other bookshelf. There were a few table of display near the bookshelf too.

The thing that made Li Shi Ying interested was the name plate. On the bookshelf, there was a name plate like this. "Ancient Script".

Li Shi Ying had been very curious about what a script looks like. I mean the original one because the one she had seen before was a translated script not the original script.

Li Shi Ying took a piece of yellowish paper from the display table and with her curiosity, try to read it. She was curious to see a God language with her own eyes.

After reading the first word.

Li Shi Ying: ...

What? What is this? THIS IS GOD LANGUAGE???? Are you f*cking serious?! 

Li Shi Ying had the urge to laughed out loud and roll on the floor when she read the first word written on the paper.

Why? Because....because...GOD DAMN, IT IS WRITTEN IN ENGLISH! 

The so-called God language is actually English! The language that she studied in University and also the major she took.

Isn't this mean i'm a translator? BUAHAHAHHAHAHA!!! 🤣🤣😂😂😂
 i am a translator! 

Li Shi Ying laughed out loud in her heart with this realization. 

Li Shi Ying didn't expect it would be that easy for her to be a translator. She still thought that she couldn't be a translator whatsoever but now....

F*ck off people~ 

English is her major! Her speciality! There's no way she wouldn't be great in translating. 

Well it was indeed true that English is not her first language but she studied english...because she was an english education department student! 

Well it seems like she did have a cheat all this time.

Nah because she knew that she is a translator then she might as well buy all the original script in this store. She heard that translator made a lot of money, no? 

Li Shi Ying then thought in her heart. Would it seems suspicious if she bought all these original scripts? These scripts had been left behind because the number of translator were small. 

If she bought a lot now, the shopkeeper would know that she is a translator and it would create a commotion. She want to be low-key....what should she do...

Hmm...hmm....ah! i knew! i should just do 'that'!

COMPLETED SERIES

I'll find you even if we are worlds apart -Long Ao Zhen 

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Transmigrated into a trash body of general's daughter as female lead? Peh! Too mainstream! Transmigrated to be a villainess? Common! What about transmigrating and ending up as cannon fodder? Have read it before! 

From that many options to transmigrate how could she, Li Shi Ying a very ordinary English department college student, suddenly wake up in the crippled body of the female lead's ex-maidservant?! Heaven, this is too unfair! 

In this world where only the strong are respected, she can't cultivate? No problem! Dozens of high-rank spiritual beasts fight over protecting her! 

Beast Tamers are rare? Hmph! The beast language is her hometown language! 

Can't be an alchemist or array master? Who cares? She could just become a translator! Without a translator, all those rare jobs wouldn't even exist! 

Watch how she rules over the world without having a single bit of cultivation energy in her body! 

But, can someone please tell her how she suddenly became the Dragon Prince's wife? Momma, she wanna cry!!! 

This is a perfect story for those who are bored with the usual cultivation novel. 

Warning: Smut scene in chapters 7-9!! If you don't want to read it, just skip those chapters. 

If you like to read perfect grammar then this book might not be your cup of tea, but I'm still learning. So, it will become better in later chapters. 

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The English novel begins behind bars, in extremis. Its first author, John Bunyan, was a Puritan dissenter whose writing starts with sermons and ends with fiction. His famous allegory, the story of Christian, opens with a sentence of luminous simplicity that has the haunting compulsion of the hook in a great melody. "As I walk'd through the wilderness of this world, I lighted on a certain place, where was a Denn; And I laid me down in that place to sleep: And as I slept I dreamed a Dream."
A "Denn" is a prison, and Bunyan wrote most of the book in Bedford county gaol, having been arrested for his beliefs during the "Great Persecution" of 1660-1690. He shares the experience of prison with Cervantes, who had the idea for Don Quixote while incarcerated in La Mancha. Like so many novels that follow in this list, The Pilgrim's Progress blends fact and fiction. As well as being the record of Bunyan's dream, a well-known fictional device, it is also an archetypal tale – a quest, fraught with danger. Christian's pilgrimage takes him through the Slough of Despond, Vanity Fair and the Delectable Mountains in a succession of adventures that keep the reader turning the page. With his good companions, Faithful and Hopeful, he vanquishes many enemies before arriving at the Celestial City with the line that still reverberates through the English literary tradition: "So he passed over, and all the trumpets sounded for him on the other side."

In Hollywood terms, the novel has a perfect "arc". It also contains a cast of unforgettable characters, from Mr Worldly Wiseman to Lord Hategood, Mr Stand-fast and Mr Valiant-for-Truth.
More profoundly, as an allegory of state repression, it has been described by the historian EP Thompson as one of the "foundation texts of the English working-class movement". Part of its uniquely English quality is a robust and engaging sense of humour that has cemented its appeal to generations of readers.

The Pilgrim's Progress is the ultimate English classic, a book that has been continuously in print, from its first publication to the present day, in an extraordinary number of editions. There's no book in English, apart from the Bible, to equal Bunyan's masterpiece for the range of its readership, or its influence on writers as diverse as William Thackeray, Charlotte Bronte, Mark Twain, CS Lewis, John Steinbeck and even Enid Blyton.

Huckleberry Finn speaks for many readers when, recalling his Mississippi education, he says: "There was some books too... One was 'Pilgrim's Progress', about a man that left his family it didn't say why. I read considerable in it now and then. The statements was interesting, but tough."

The story of a man in search of the truth is the plot of many kinds of fiction, fromPortnoy's Complaint to Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy. Like many of the writers in the list that follows, Bunyan had a wonderful ear for the rhythms of colloquial speech and his allegorical characters come to life in dialogue that never fails to advance the narrative. Story is one thing. The simple clarity and beauty of Bunyan's prose is something else. Braided together, style and content unite to make a timeless English classic.


The Cocker Spaniel that Meng Li brought over was well trained, and didn't bark or wander around everywhere. It lay quietly on the floor, sniffed, blinked its big eyes, and stared at the kitchen of the small restaurant, where the aroma of cooked food was coming from. 
Zhang Zian took a few sips of his orange juice, then thought silently about the letters on the napkin.　　
Since they were talking about science fiction, he remembered a fiction story he'd read in the past. He asked, "Professor Meng, I'm wondering if you've read a short fantasy story, called the Book of Sand?"　　
"Book of Sand?"　　　　
This time, it was Meng Li's turn to feel shocked. He was bending over to comb out his Cocker Spaniel's fur. Cocker Spaniels had naturally curly long fur, which easily tangled and needed frequent combing. Otherwise, they would look sleazy. Besides from studying, his graduate students had another assignment to comb the dog's hair, which made them joke that they were working at a cotton mill.　
Meng Li thought for a while and was certain that this name was unfamiliar. He hadn't read it.　　
"Like I said, I rarely read science fiction. Most of the books I read are about math. You have to keep learning these days, otherwise you'll get outdated very easily." He smiled. "Is this Book of Sand an interesting read?"　　
"No, despite the fact that it's called Book of Sand, it's not an actual book, but a short fantasy story with only 2000 words. The author is the Argentinean writer, Jorge Luis Borges. This is his most recognized work," explained Zhang Zian. He'd read the story a long time ago, but he still remembered it because it was so mind-blowing.  
"Oh?" Meng Li was slightly interested. "In math, brevity is beauty. A story of 2000 words is somehow this author's most recognized work? It must be deep in thought and artistic. What is it about?"　　
Zhang Zian recalled this science fiction story and began retelling it.　　
In the beginning of Book of Sand, the hero was an ordinary man living in an ordinary house. One day, a stranger visited him with a suitcase. The stranger was selling the Bible, but the man was not interested, as he already owned a few Bibles. Then the stranger took out another book. It wasn't a Bible, but the cover read The Holy Book.　　
After flipping open The Holy Book, the protagonist found that the page numbers were odd. They weren't in sequential order, but completely random. Most importantly, the page number of the book was endless, and he could never find the beginning nor the end. New pages always appeared out of nowhere, and the book had pictures like a dictionary.　　
The stranger said that he bought this book from a village. The salesperson called it The Book of Sand, as it was endless like sand.　　
It was a very strange book, but the stranger was willing to sell it to the man at a relatively low price. In fact, he'd wanted to get rid of it for a long time.　　
After getting this book, that man also became its slave. He stopped going out, for he loved the book so much that he couldn't step away from it. He studied it all day and night, because of his obsessive interest in it. He could no longer sleep. And even if he did sleep, he dreamed about it all the time.　　
Like the stranger, the man suddenly realized that his life would be completely ruined if he continued on this way. So he decided to get rid of this nightmare just as the stranger did.　
After getting this far, Zhang Zian suddenly started acting mysterious and asked, "Can you guess how the hero got rid of the book?"　　
Meng Li was completed drawn in by this odd story. He stopped combing the Cocker Spaniel's fur and took a guess. "Did he sell it to somebody else, like the stranger did?"
Zhang Zian smiled. "He did something smarter. He hid it like a tree in the forest. When nobody was watching, he hid the book on a bookshelf of a national library with 0.9 million books, and tried not to remember which shelf it was. He never even visited the street where the library was."　　
Meng Li knocked on the table with excitement. "Great idea! If he did so, this Book of Sand could no longer be found, unless some extremely unlucky guy picked it up, with a chance of 1 out of 0.9 million!"　　
Zhang Zian smiled bitterly.  This extremely unlucky is sitting right in front of you, and offered you a glass of orange juice.　
He remembered that when Pi first arrived at the pet shop, it would make a gesture of slipping sand out of its hand. Back then, he thought that it was referring to the sand of Ganges river. Could he be wrong?　　
"So is the story is over?" Meng Li was looking forward to hearing more.　　
Zhang Zian nodded. "It's finishes with an open ending. Professor, is this Book of Sand similar to The Hyperwebster Dictionary?"
Meng Li said, "Indeed. But the Hyperwebster is more rigorous, and it does have a beginning."　　
Zhang Zian agreed on this. The Hyperwebster was a theory of science, but the Book of Sand was a fantasy of literature. They shared some similarities only in certain aspects.
"Either the Hyperwebster or the Book of Sand, if they do exist, would be very precious. Aren't they? They would be the most impressive books on Earth. Or if there are other civilizations in the universe, could they come up with better books?" he asked.　　
He remembered that Galaxy once said the nameless book was the most impressive book on the earth, but not in the universe.　　
Meng Li asked, "Impressive? Of course. Except that both books have limitations, which is because they're written in English, and are limited to the 26 letters. Some ideas can't be expressed by just 26 English letters. If some civilization in the universe has a more comprehensive linguistic system, they could theorize a better version of the Hyperwebster."　　
Zhang Zian nodded. This confirmed Galaxy's remark.　　
"If you got a copy of the Book of Sand, or the Hyperwebster, what would you do?" He tentatively asked again.　　
Meng Li was drinking his orange juice. He stopped after hearing these words.　　
"Get a copy? Neither of these two book are supposed to exist in real life. How would I get a copy?" He pushed the question back with a scientist's rationality.　　
"In theory, let's suppose you had one." Zhang Zian clarified.　　
"Well..." Meng Li thought about it. "If I got the Book of Sand, I might read it. If I would end up getting obsessed over it like the man from the story...I'm not sure, maybe. A lot of people crave knowledge, after all. But if I got the Hyperwebster, well, it's hard to say. The words might be in random order. I wouldn't be able to read even if I try. Perhaps I would give it to the government." 　　
He was half joking.　　
"This is my other question." Zhang Zian ignored his joke. "If the words in the Hyperwebster are in random order, how can you know that it contains all knowledge and all of the great writings?"　　
Meng Li murmured, "This is theoretical. Theories are theories, after all. They never consider the obstacles of actually reading it."　　
Zhang Zian continued. "Have you heard this quote: My life has an end, but knowledge is endless?"　　
"Yes. I may be a mathematician, but I know this famous quote." Meng Li smiled. "It means that, our lives are limited, but knowledge is limitless. How is this related to our discussion about the Hyperwebster and the Book of Sand?"　　
"It is, in fact, very much related." Zhang Zian spoke firmly. "Professor Meng, do you know the second half of this quote?"　　
"Well..." Meng Li had no idea.　　
The first half of this quote was well-known, but the second half was often ignored. A lot of famous quotes were like this. People only took the parts that they needed, and twisted the original meanings. Such as the quote: When your parents are still around, you travel too far. It was often used to teach people to treat their parents properly. However, in the original text of Confucius, the second half was: If you travel, you must have a plan.
"The second half is: Chasing the endless with the limited is dangerous!" Zhang Zian answered his own question.　　
Meng Li considered the second half of the quote, and compared it to the first half. Then he said with uncertainty, "I'm not an expert in ancient literature. The second half means pursuing unlimited knowledge with my limited life is doomed to fail?"　
"Correct."　　
"Our ancestor's words still make sense today," exclaimed Meng Li.　
"I agree," said Zhang Zian half-heartedly. This was all his self-reflection. He understood something, more or less.　　
That untitled book, whether it was the Hyperwebster or the Book of Sand, or some other imaginary book of another civilization in the universe, was endless. But human beings were still limited. Pursuing the neverending with the limited was destined to fail. Therefore, nobody could read the nameless book on their own. As he flipped open the nameless book in attempt to understand it, he was making this mistake.
The man from the Book of Sand, out of his thirst for knowledge, was making the same mistake as well. He didn't realize that knowledge was without bounds, but his time was limited.　
It really was true. My life has an end, but knowledge is endless. Chasing the endless with the limited is dangerous!　　
Unless...　　
Meng Li realized this at the same time. "A limited person cannot read an endless book, unless there are endless numbers of people. If an infinite number of people are reading the Hyperwebster at the same time, and each person is extracting meaningful words and connect them into lines and articles, then they are pursuing infinity with infinity."　
"But how can there be infinite numbers of people? It's still meaningless." He shook his head and sighed.　　
No, it is meaningful, said Zhang Zian silently to himself.　　
He understood why Galaxy could read the nameless book. It had been through an infinite number of reincarnations, and had the infinity feature.　　
Famous was going through reincarnations with Galaxy in the Imagined World, and touched the border of infinity. That was why it could see blurry words.　　
Pi could read it, as it must have also possessed the infinite feature.　　
One could only understand the nameless book by pursuing infinity with infinity.　　



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

The girl looked like she was talking to the book and had crossed her hands across her chest looking at it cunningly. Just then somebody patted her shoulder and she blinked several times turning her neck. She gasped looking at the boy who was looking at her in perplexity.
"Were you just talking to the book?" the boy frowned looking at the girl as if she as a maniac.
"Tee he he he." The girl laughed awkwardly as she herself did not know why she spoke those words. "Ahh! Yes boss. I usually do that as I consider them living beings. They impart us with knowledge and wisdom thus I do not consider them any less than our guardians." The girl pursed her lips trying to sound a bit genuine.
"Huh? Ok. But you sounded more like you were threatening a book. Anyways, I am waiting for you near the fire place. Found myself a perfect book to accompany you. Come soon, I am waiting and call me if you need to climb the ladder again." the boy patted the girl's arm, smiling at her and then walked away looking at the book he had just chosen for himself.
The girl nodded her head and then frowned looking at the book. "What the hell was I doing? I don't want to come across as a maniac in front of my boss. Shut up Sarah and now just concentrate on your topic. You need to find a very good subject for your book." The girl once again lectured herself as per her usual habit and started checking some historical books. She could surprisingly find several books which were about ancient Egyptian culture and she collected a few books and walked back towards the couch.
The boy was already sitting comfortably on the couch and sipping some soup as he turned to look at the girl. "Found something good in here?"
"Oh boss, this library is just incredible. I can't believe this library is full of so many Egyptian books, and all of them have there English translations too. I have never ever seen them anywhere." The girl spoke excitedly showing the four ancient books she had selected for now.
"Really? That is interesting." the boy gave a quick glance to the book and handed them back to the girl.
The girl too sat down on the extreme edge of the same couch and started to read the book with much concentration. The boy who was reading a book on fitness after every few minutes kept staring at the girl in happiness. They both did not speak to each other for another one hour, and were enjoying each other's presence. The girl was now busy knowing more about the Egyptian culture wholly engrossed in it, when she heard the boy shuffle a bit. She turned her head and smiled a bit. The boy had dozed off, with his head hanging loose in the air, while his hands were about to drop off the book that he was reading.
The girl instantly held out her arm and took the book in her hands placing it down. She then pushed the boy bit backwards to make his head rest on the back seat, but instead his head fell on her shoulders as he fell fast asleep. The girl gasped in shock, feeling the boy's warm cheeks on her shoulders.
 
 

This is the continuation of Vol 2, of 
"He is a Nymphomaniac" from chapter 768.

It is advised to read the first book, "He is a Nymphomaniac"
 to understand the contents of this book. 

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How will the life of the kids of your favourite characters turn out to be?

Will they have to struggle like Rose and Rhehan or will they have to fight there lineage like Kareem? 

Are they strong enough like Stefen and brainy like Raol?

Read to enjoy another heart warming and rollar coaster journey!

The promised QnA section:: hope this answers all the questions...if not mention in the comments ...


About WDE::

1. What inspired you to write this book WDE? Is the idea derived from the Akatsuki No Yona?

Ans. Well I love reading books and comics about magic. Like the Legendary Master's Wife….or Mo Dao Zu Shi...they are pretty interesting. Whenever I read some new stuffs, I try to imagine and enact the scenes in my mind. Imagination and analysis leads to new plots. I try my best so that my lovely folks could not just read but also feel my story.

2. What is favourite genres of novel or the genres you prefer writing in?

Ans. They will be Romance, Fantasy and Mystery. 

3.When is Zhang XinYi gonna fall for Yu Long? And vice versa.

Ans. Actually none have fallen in love with each other. ZXY is kinda infatuated and thinks that he can get anything he wants. Pride issue i suppose! 

Yu Long might fall in love...but what will he do if he learns his parents died in the Qiying capital prison? Hmm...if I were he, I would love to keep ZXY as the enemy….and probably beg the author to change the book title...

4. What about Rahu and Yu Long?

Ans. Rahu and Yu Long might have a fling here and there, as you can see it will be rivalling the main lead couple's story...still will be fun..😈

5.Who and where are the other dragons?

Ans. The other dragons are Yong and Zu. Location of one is known that is timeless forest. The forth dragon is missing or as Maasa said untraceable. Rest will be revealed in upcoming chapters….

6.How did Taijing react to the annexation of Qinshen and Xianghua?

Ans. Taijing was kinda selfish and coward, when ZhaoShu started with its annexation and gave up their eldest princess to the harem of ZhaoShu emperor. I haven't started their story line yet . But the ruler of Taijing is currently the Provincial Head of Taijing province.

7.What happened to the all the Qinshen people after annexations?

Ans. They are still the citizens of Qinshen. But after the loss of their ruler , most of them submitted themselves to the authority while some went to rebel against the ZhaoShu emperor. Their story will be soon introduced….(spoiler)

8.Who killed Yu Rong and Lin Na, if not XinYi?

Ans. Do you guys want spoilers? Well, you know its not XinYi...its someone else...who wanted them gone...against XinYi's scheme to keep them alive to use them as bait Long to him...must be someone who is looking for death in the hands of our demon emperor...

9.Favourite pairing? 

Ans. They are Rahu and XinYi...its cute and subtle..I like it when they are still in the primary stage of affection ….like still  confused about what it is that is happening to them...let's hope it doesn't cause an issue for our main pair… i wish I could change the title...😢

10.How many chapters will this go for?

Ans. That is unplanned. I think at this rate of plot development...and there is a lot more to come...so roughly 50 more...don't want to cut down the tiny details and shorten the chapters as they make it more interesting….I suppose...

11.What are the story's arcs so far?

Ans. So far four I suppose…

Annexation of Qinshen

Search of the Kungu's scroll( Red Dragon)

Floating gardens incident

Annual selections of Knights

Upcoming( The timeless forest expedition)

12.Is Maasa a girl?

Ans. Lady. She hates being called a girl. She is too ruthless and unsophisticated for a Lady though...

13.Where did you get those strange names like Rahu, Maasa?

Ans. I borrowed these names from some Asian astrology book...😛

14.Why you don't follow traditional Chinese statements or way of addressing?

Ans. Time taking...I write using MS Word. I get auto suggestions for English words not Chinese Romanisations… Sorry...

15.If you wanted to recreate a character, which one would that be? And why?

Ans. Actually I want to make Yu Long more courageous not cowardly… But screw it...its okay.. We will do something about it soon...

16.Concept of cores is kinda confusing. Can you elaborate?

Ans. Cores concept...kinda simple..

The cores are allotted based on family lines or genes....The maximum strengths of a golden core bearer is highest, then the silver, then the bronze….that is the maximum strength… But not all are able to achieve the maximum strength in this world...like people ask why is Lin Na a bronze core bearer when she is so strong...she is stronger than most silver and golden core users as they are failed to achieve the cultivation level that she is in…

The distribution of golden core is found in the ZhaoShu because the origin of golden core started with the two legendary dragons who descended the Heavens to live as humans...they were the only the golden core bearers...soon generation and generation this core started spreading in most parts of the world…

Feng Bi was a golden core bearer...so is Yu Long...but not Yu He...

About the author:::

1. Are you racist? 

Ans. No..why would I be...😶

2.What are the other books you have written? 

Ans. And He stole my heart...its kinda about my love life ..pretty screwed up….😛

3.Can we know your age?

Ans...still in college...so guess

4.What are the genres that you prefer reading?

Ans. I like all except horror… I love imaging all that read… So horror will be kinda...hahah

5. Is Evelyn Park your real name?

Ans. Its my pen name….😃

Yu Long was born into the royalty. He was the second prince of Qinshen, a small kingdom in ancient China. He was a beloved son and a prominent cultivator. He was resolute when it came to serving his people and kingdom. 
What will happen when his small kingdom is in danger? To what extent will he go to save his loved ones and the innocent people? Especially when his trouble is at the door step and there is no place to hide.
Zhang Xinyi is the strongest yet the ruthless king of all times.  Mercy is not his call.. He gets whatever he wants, even if its by force. What ill happen when he crosses path with Yu Long?

Thanks to Mr. Larson's directions, Alice found her next class with ease. She had Chemistry with a teacher named Mrs. Burke, who seemed to be a really cool, hands-on type of science teacher. Alice was looking forward to that class the most. After Chemistry, she met up with Chloe for lunch in the campus central garden.

      "Hey Alice!! Over here, I got you some lunch already!"  Chloe waved Alice over to a picnic bench near the fountain and Alice ran over to join her, sitting on the seat across from her. "Mrs. Brown isn't so bad, but she definitely could do with some emotion in her voice! It was like listening to a robot talk. How have your classes been so far, Alice?"
     
      "Yeah not so bad, my chemistry class looks like it will be fun..." Alice took a bite of the sandwich Chloe had bought her, averting her eyes uncomfortably, unsure what to say about Mr. Larson. 

   Chloe hadn't forgotten, though and she looked at Alice expectantly, "Well?? Come on dont hold out on me, is it true?? Is Mr. Larson a major hottie?? How hot? Is he married? How old is he? Tell me!"
    
        "Chloe!" Alice's face had gone bright red at the barrage of questions and she hung her head in embarrassment. "Mr. Larson is..." As she tried to answer, her thoughts rushed back to those few moments after class, his fingers brushing over her lips and the smirk on his face. She shook the thoughts from her head, "He's attractive,yes. I don't know if he's taken or not but he's my teacher so it isn't really my business."

    Chloe looked at Alice and grinned, "You're quite flustered over him by the looks of it! You're as red as a tomato Alice!" Laughing, Chloe shoved Alice playfully and continued, "Well you let me know when the wedding is." She stuck her tongue out, making it clear she was joking. The girls chatted awhile longer and then cleaned up their lunch containers and continued to their afternoon classes, they had English together next and Chloe led the way confidently. 

     "Here we are. Room 206, Mrs. Hanson," Chloe looked over at Alice, her hand on the door handle, "You know I hate English class...I'm glad I have you with me, Alice. Let's go." She smiled and they went in together, taking their seats near the back. 
.
    Mrs. Hanson stood in the front of the class writing daily requirements on the board, and this years book list to purchase. Chloe started chatting with the girl next to her, and Alice studiously began jotting down the notes. She was beginning to list the required books when a timid voice spoke beside her.

     "Um..excuse me? Sorry to interrupt you but, is this seat taken?" Alice turned to see a tall, lanky boy with brown rustled hair and nervous green eyes standing before her. Alice shook her head quickly and began moving her belongings closer to her side. 

   "You can sit there, I'm sorry about my clutter, I didn't know if anyone else was coming."She blushed and went back to her notes. The boy sat down and took out his notebook. Alice glanced over and could immediately tell he was an organized, dedicated student. First day of the school year and he had already labeled and divided up each binder and notebook to suit his classes. She smiled as she watched him start to take down the notes and then continued onto her own. Partway through, as if it had only just occurred to him, he popped his head up to say to her, "Oh, I'm Caleb, sorry I forgot to say. You are ..?"
    "Alice! I'm Alice.. nice to meet you Caleb. I like your binders..." She hesitated awkwardly, and added, "I'm always very organized, too." He gave her a small smile and a quiet 'thanks' and then went back to his work. She was already looking forward to this class. 

  The rest of class went quickly with discussing the summer reading and each of the students having to introduce themselves with three sentences. Alice and Chloe hugged goodbye and Caleb waved bye to Alice. She had her music class next, and then was done for the day. 
"Well....until 8pm, anyway" She thought, as her stomach twisted into knots at the reminder of her tutoring with Mr. Larson.  She knew she was shy, but she was hoping she could at least prove to him that she was smart enough that she didn't need tutoring. She signed to herself and went to her art class, happy to escape into her drawings for a little while. 


                        *       *        *
   Alice enthusiastically shook the teachers hand as the class departed the art room. She had always found solace in the peace of her drawing, and she was very happy to have such an interesting teacher. Ms. Lumin was a short lady with short, black hair that curled at the ends. She was full of humour and, from what Alice could tell, was a very kind teacher. 
     "I am so excited for your class, Ms. Lumin, I have seen some of your work around the campus and it's really astounding. Your blending of colors is flawless, I hope to learn a lot from you".
      Ms. Lumin smiled and patted Alice's hand, "Thank you Alice, but any good teacher knows they will learn things from their students as well. I continue to learn everyday, and that is where you will find true passion. I look forward to having you in my class."  
     Alice waved goodbye and left the building. She checked her watch to find it was 4:35, she had some free time before her meeting with Mr. Larson and she was eager to explore the school library and maybe grab a bite to eat (if her stomach could stay settle for a moment).

   As she pushed open the library doors she ran into Caleb, who was on his way out, causing him to drop his books in the entranceway. 
"God I am so sorry I am such a clutz, here let me help you," As they both bent down to retrieve his books her hand brushed against his and they both blushed, embarrassed. 
  Alice quickly handed them to him and stood back up nervously. He smiled at her, "Thank you, Alice. Are you looking for a book? Maybe I can help you.." 
     "Nothing in particular, just always after more to read. But I would love to look around with you if you aren't in a hurry." 



    As the two of them spoke, Mr Larson watched from a window in the building across from the library. He had a grim expression on his face as he watched her cheeks go red with him. He took out his phone and made a call,
  "Caleb Morrison, I want his English class changed." There was a long pause as the other end responded and Mr. Larson shot back in reply, "I dont care, switch him. Get it done."

I woke up two weeks after the event that I couldn't apprehend. I mean, what happened? I didn't understand how I got this red streak on my hair that my parents declared it was the mark of Ezollus. I also didn't understand what the masked man meant that I have to pay the price for being reborn? There are tons of things that I couldn't process on my own just by thinking. Now, that was why I decided to read historical books. 

I remembered my past life as Ainsley. Sigh. If my world was as interesting as this world, I could have gotten straight A+ grades on my history tests. Sadly, reality isn't fantasy. Therefore I do not find gun, tank, and bomb wars intriguing as much as magic. I like watching action movies, but I am a girl who isn't into those kind of stuff and am more into romance and fantasy. Duh, girl right?

The largest library in the world isn't in this castle. It isn't in this kingdom too. No. The largest library in the world is located at the kingdom of Reverta; the kingdom where my future fiance lives and the man who will one day backstab me, that is if I don't do anything to change my fate. Grand Obscure, the name of the Reverta library. From the rumors I heard from the maids: only people with Reverta blood, invited by people with Reverta blood, or connected by marriage with people with Reverta blood are the ones who have access to the library. Meaning, the Reverta royalty is the key to the grand and largest library in the world. 

Hmm... It made me wonder if the original Alique had heard about that same rumor that made her decide to marry the prince. Hmm... Oooh la la! A conspiracy theory!

I headed for the castle's library after I worked hard to regain balance walking once again. I sneaked out my room during the night to avoid any people from seeing a ten month old baby reading a book. And it took me back to the thought wherein—what if this world's language isn't the same as from my past life? Then should I maybe get back to basics and learn the Atherian letters? 

Okay. I gotta start off by opening the huge door in front of me. It was like eleven feet tall and how could a mere baby open them. I pouted and sat down the hallway, staring at the silver oak door with golden cresent moons etched on the wood. So how do I open this?

Before I knew it, the hallway windows boomed open and the familiar breeze rushed inside, swirling around me. The red streak on my dark hair flared and glowed like fire. It gave me a burning sensation in the heart as if I was carrying thousand pounds of metal. What is going on? Is the masked man here again? 

I was wrong. The burning cooled down as the breeze opened the huge wide doors for me and exited the castle through the library windows. What if it wasn't the masked man? What if it was me?

I can only find out if I read books about this world's history and books about Ezollus. To be honest, being in this world gave me a hard time. Especially if this world doesn't even use the Dewey Decimal System or any other system to classify books in order at all. There were large shelves around the room. In those shelves, different books with different topics each were resting. Hundreds of books and I needed the history plus Ezollus books. 

I took a black covered book from the lower shelf and sat down near where I got it. I flipped to the first page to see if the letters were different and I found it as a yes. It shocked me when I realized that I could read it even if the letter characters were completely unusual. 

I slowly read the black inked words on the front page, "Atheria. Records. By. King. Aldous. Nineteen. Seventy. Nine."

I recalled what year it's today. Year 2020, as what Arlene told me. The year wasn't any different from my past life, but this whole world was incredibly medieval, as the novel said, and hasn't progressed into a world like mine. Well, at least it got an advantage—magic. Why do all magical worlds are commonly medieval kingdoms?

As a matter of fact, I never got to leave the castle once in ten months. I wanted to see the village wherein my half-sister was born and how wonderful the other kingdoms are. Unfortunately, daddy won't let me leave until I become three years old. Old enough to talk and old enough to understand. I believe that he wanted to let people know that his daughter's a genius. I eavesdropped on my parents once, pretending to be asleep, they planned to make me study everything I could and be betrothed to the Reverta Prince. Be the Queen that the royal family desires, and an alliance between two kingdoms. How wonderful. Heard my sarcasm there? It goes the way the novel goes. Yet I still didn't know why Alique from the novel had agreed to marry when she could just cancel it at any time she wanted, or delay it. And there goes my conspiracy theory again. Ha!

I followed my little finger, pointing at faded words below the title of the book. It was lead as if someone just added information. Also, the letter characters were not the same as the inked title. No. I could clearly read it fluently. 'And then she went into the dark room to hide.' It was English, my language. However, I noticed that a different handwriting was used for the sentence below the one I could read. 'Open sesame.' I stopped then a question appeared: Why those wor— The wooden floor below me began to shake and it moved downwards. I gasped for breath and my heart raced. 

Oh my gosh! Where does this lead to? What if I never reach the surface again?

I would. I was reassured when the floor stopped the drop and magical lights flashed on, revealing a dusty room filled with cobwebs and a sign that said 'clap to go back'. I observed a dirty medium sized treasure chest at the center. Spiders don't freak me out much, but I would like to avoid them as much as possible. I stepped on floors without the cobwebs and resumed towards the chest. I opened it and saw a book. It had no tore in the pages or even folds. It dazzled as I lifted up into my arms. The book was as black as the book I saw earlier and when I turned it to page one. I knew—this secret room held all the answers to my questions.

The book was entitled Ezollus, and inside the chest were precious magical items that I have seen from my world like the tarot cards and crystal ball. 

I would like to see more of the room and the items inside the chest but I heard loud footsteps from the hallway even though I am underground.

I clapped my hands quietly and the floor rose, piecing itself back to the library floors. I hurriedly ran to the open door, but a figure stood just as I was about to head back to my room.

"Princess Alique?" 
Shining brown eyes, marvelous wavy blond hair, and a very pleasant boyish voice that no one would be able to forget. It was a child, older than me, probably three years? I recognize him from the character description the novel told. 

Marcus? The son of my father's sister, my cousin, and the reason why Alique wanted to teleport and accidentally met her half-sister.

Time is gold and she just acknowledged the meaning when time is running out for her.

After prom night, two high school girls got trapped in a dark alley after having a popular vs unpopular girl fight. Fortunately, they were rescued by an old clock maker and gave them a place to rest for the night. But a tremendous event took place and she woke up as a novel character. It would be fascinating and all for Ainsley who turned into Alique Pagillian, yet she discovered that only little time was left for her.


[P.S. 
Pictures aren't mine. Credit goes to the rightul owner. Thank you for giving it a chance to read. Heart~]



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