When he first saw AJ, Mutsuhiro Watanabe was mesmerized by his prisoner's beauty. But is there any room for love in a place full of sufferings?
 
This book is an adaption of the movie "Unbroken". I changed almost everything so you don't have to watch the movie in order to read the book.
Enjoy!

"It will be another billion-dollar classic that will go down in film history. If everything goes well, we'll top the box office this year and Qin Guan will be invited to the Golden Globes. Film critics will pay homage to our work tomorrow!"
 He was right. The positive feedback put a perfect end to the film. The articles written about it were as artistic as oil paintings.
 The New York Times said that "The Dark Knight" was like a vigilante with right on his side. This small step was a great leap for that entire film genre.
No matter how cynical one was about Hollywood films, it was easy to be convinced by such a movie. The director had left enough space for the world's greatest actor to express himself. When Qin Guan's ruined face shot out of the window of a police cruiser, all laughter was gone with the wind. Neon lights flickered behind him like bright pearls.
 It made sense for newspapers to praise a Chinese young man who had started his career in New York City. This was the birth of a new hero. New York was witnessing the miracle of someone realizing their dream.
 The Hollywood Times also made pertinent comments about the film.
 "The Dark Knight has broken away from other comic adaptations and become a complex, dark and meaningful film franchise."
 "Qin Guan's performance has given the film a Hollywood Golden-Age aura. He beat all the previous films of the series and turned this one into a classic."
 As a result, all the movie tickets were sold out two weeks before the film's first run in other countries. In China, the situation was even worse. Some crazy fans even slept in their sleeping bags outside the entrances of cinemas.
 The owner of Wanda came up with a 24-hour cinema service, so one could now watch the film at any time, which eased the pressure considerably.
 Screams rose and fell one after the other in all movie theaters. The men who had gone there for the superhero were scared. The new Superman film had also premiered during the same period. Eventually, the film's box office reached nearly 1.1 billion. Qin Guan had set a new record!
 More and more people had the same thought.
 It's Oscar time! Fame and merit go together!
 By then, Qin Guan had been away from home for five months, so he had started to miss his wife and home. He couldn't stand this anymore! Even Wang Liying couldn't stop him from returning to China.
 "Brother Qin! Boss Qin! Wait! You have been shortlisted for the next round of the Golden Globes! Don't you want to win the award?"
 Qin Guan picked up his suitcase with a smile.
 "I have already won a Golden Globe. Do I even need another one? I have spent too much time on this movie. I want to see my wife and baby!" Wang, who was holding on to his legs, slid down on the floor. Suddenly, a pair of black high-heels kicked Qin Guan down, making him land on his face. Hey! I have put up with you for a really long time! I want revenge, you rebel!
 A pair of comfortable, cotton-padded shoes showed up before his face as he stopped abruptly.
 It's… It's Wei!
 Qin Guan was furious. Who had let a pregnant woman fly across the ocean?
 "I asked them to keep it a secret. I came here for my award ceremony. I didn't want to distract you, but now it's all over. You finally stopped obsessing over your dream. I showed up at just the right time..."


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

She received her first paycheck from Ardor and knew exactly where she wanted to spend it. Nathan took her to the bookstore where she met Kelsey for the first time. She took a cart, knowing she will be buying more than a few books.

She went straight to the Fiction shelves. She studied the covers, picked out the most interesting titles, read the synopsis and followed her gut instinct whether to put it in the cart or put it back on the shelves. She could do that for hours, while Nathan was in the Business section because that's what he was reading lately.

She saw him reading by the store window. The sunlight penetrated the glass and made his skin looked golden. He was looking down on his book, he pouted his lips. The world around him seemed to disappear, he wasn't aware of her watching him. He was like her when he reads, she thought. She could spend hours in that store, and he wouldn't be bothered waiting for her.

She turned to the Literature aisle, looked at the top shelves where all the dead poets lined up. She already owned most of the books. She tried to reach her favorite one but it was too high. A longer arm aimed for it from behind her, a scent of Nathan's cologne followed it.

"I've never read this one before," he said standing really close to her.

"That's my favorite, I left it at home ... I'm thinking to buy another one, just in case."

He laughed, "Just in case of what? But that's a good strategy though, always have a backup ... I want to read this ... I guess I've found the culprit, this was exactly where I met Kelsey the first time, she was buying books for you, wasn't she?" he looked straight into her eyes.

She shrugged with a smile, "Guilty."

"So ... if you had come with her that summer, I would've bumped into you instead of her?" he wondered.

She pursed her lips, "That's highly likely, this is a great store ... but then you wouldn't be dating the hottest girl in Gastonburry."

He looked down, lost his smile, and let out a long exhale. "Right."

"I think I'm done here," she said.

He looked at her half full cart, "Wow, that looks awesome, are you going to read them all in one night?"

She laughed, there were close to 20 books in her cart, "That's for the whole month or maybe more 'cause I need to do my report."

He grabbed the cart and took the poetry book that was going to be his new favorite, "This will be my bonus for you, let's check-out."

"What? I can't let you pay for that ... that's a lot of books," she refused.

"You deserve a bonus for all the work you put in, anyways, these books are going on my shelves, you won't be taking them back to Gastonburry, would you?" He had a point.

"I guess not."

"Great, so that's settled ... we'll have a reading fest tonight, I'll fix a nice dinner, we'll get some wine, we'll read, and then music, and then desert ... and then we can talk about it 'til sunrise ... you know, a stay at home nerdy weekend," he sounded excited.

She laughed, it sounded like a dream. It was something she would enjoy by herself, and now there's someone that enjoys it as much as she does. She remembered him saying, 'There's nothing sexier than a girl who reads.' Dido.

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Home made gourmet looked so easy in Nathan's hands. She sat by the kitchen island, reading one of their new books while cooked. "Wow, I'm liking this one, it's gonna be hard to put down," a wide smile spread across her face. She was four chapters in, the story was already clutching her.

"Oh I know the kind ... I wanna read that one too, no spoilers please," he was seasoning his food, flipping his tools like a pro.

Her face was covered by the book, eyes glued to the pages. Once in awhile she made humming sounds, a chuckle or an exasperating sigh. He smiled amused, splashed some white wine to the fish, then poured some for himself and some for Julie. "It's that good, huh?" he offered a toast. She quickly finished the last line, clinked her glass with Nathan's, then marked the book and closed it.

"It's really good," she gulped her wine.

Their eyes met. He wanted to tell her how much he loves looking at her getting lost in a story, but his face said it all.

"If you like suspense thrillers ..." she tapped on the book, "This is the best I've read in years ... but I have to finish it to conclude the entirety of it, and then I'll tell you all about it."

He laughed, "I'm gonna read that right after you finish, do not attempt to spoil that for me ... I'm gonna read some romance after this, you know, to infuse a little romantic spirit into the tragic stricken love life of mine."

"Oh, come on, long distance relationships are not tragic, although, it is kind of sad to spend Friday night with a book nerd at home," she giggled.

"Trust me, it's tragic, and this is not even close to sad ... I actually prefer this than a noisy night life, and it's better with company."

They clinked glasses to that.

They started eating while discussing about books they've read, their favorite authors, movie adaptations, and everything else other than their tragic love life. After dinner, they sat in the living room area with their book of choice, and spend comfortable silence together. Commenting on what they were reading once in awhile, and went back to it right after.

He really did read a romance novel. He read only selected few, he said. But nonetheless, he was reading it. Julie never came across a guy who reads as much as she does, a romance novel especially.

Two hours into their reading session, his phone rang.

"Hey," he picked up.

She could tell from his tone, it was Kelsey.

"What?" he sounded surprised. He stood up from his reading position, and walked to the front door.

"Surprise!!" Kelsey's voice can be heard from the living room.

"Oh my God! Hi!" Nathan replied.

The silence that followed can only be assumed that they were kissing. She would've jumped to welcome her but she didn't want to interrupt their kiss.

When she finally stormed into the living room, they hugged and screamed. "I miss you so much! I thought I'd crash into your island weekend here and get a taste of that New Year's party I missed," Kelsey said with twinkles in her eyes. She looked around and saw all the books and wine bottles, "Wow ... you two are really going all the way tonight, aren't you?" she laughed.

Julie glanced at Nathan who was standing idle by the dining table, unsure of what he needed to do.

"You want some wine, Kells?"

"Oh, yeah, I could use a pre-drink, come on let's get dressed and go to that rock n' roll bar you told me about," she took the glass from Nathan's hand.

"Now?" he asked.

"Sure ... why not? I did came all this way for the weekend, Gastonburry was a bit dull ... so I thought I pay a visit to my hot boyfriend and let him take me out on an island night life," she came over to Nathan and kissed him.

"Yeah ... I think you should catch up and check out The Rockabillies ... or other bars you might like, I'm just gonna stay home and read tonight," Julie said. Nathan gave her a sharp disagreeing look.

"Yeah, babe, let's get out and have some fun, a little dancing, some island cocktails, and then we come back and catch up some more," she bit her lower lip and ran her hand under his shirt. She caught his lips and engulfed them in her kiss, Julie looked away.

"Julie, you sure you don't want to come?" he tried.

"No, you guys go ahead and have fun ... I'm just gonna finish this one and drink all your wine," she lifted her book with a grin.

"Oh don't mind her, she won't put down her book even if it's the end of the world," Kelsey pressed herself against Nathan, he couldn't possibly say 'no' to her after she took an eight hour flight just to spend the weekend with him.

"Okay ... let me change first," he took her hands out of his shirt and went to his room.

"Did Preston told you I was coming?" Kelsey threw herself by her side.

"No, I was as surprised as Nathan was."

"Good, I told him not to tell you, he said if he called you he would definitely slip up, so he wants you to call him after I get here."

"He's not out clubbing on a Friday night?"

"Nope, he's waiting for your call ... he's been brooding lately, its annoying, he's not much fun without you."

Nathan came out of his room in a long sleeve shirt pulled to the elbow. He wore his favorite washed out jeans and smelled like a Friday night. His eyes fell to Julie's, hoping she would change her mind or begged him not to go.

"Great! Let's go!" Kelsey jumped to her feet.

11 PM Friday night was her best time. Nathan looked down, there was no chance he was getting out of this one.

"Have fun guys! I won't wait up!" Julie waived at them.

"Thanks babe, we'll catch up tomorrow, 'kay?" Kelsey kissed her cheek.

Nathan didn't even say his goodbye, just a simple waive and a disappointed look on his face.

"Don't forget to call Preston," Kelsey added as she slipped her arm around Nathan's.

Julie caught a look from Nathan's eyes. "I won't," she said.

They stepped out and Nathan slammed the door just a little too hard.

He Jichen had an entire hard drive of videos. They were videos recorded in the He family home and were recorded for He Yuguang to remember him by after he left.
Since Ji Yi spent so much time with He Yuguang, a lot of videos featured her in them.
He copied those videos long ago. In the quiet evenings, when his yearning for her was unbearable, he watched them to satisfy his desires.
But now, he watched these videos to learn to flawlessly impersonate He Yuguang.
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When Ji Yi came out of the study, the worker already completed all her duties and had left.
Ji Yi was the only one in the living room. After taking her medicine, she watched TV for a while, then went back to the bedroom when she felt bored. She grabbed her phone that was charging on the nightstand. With one glance, Ji Yi saw some messages from Tang Huahua: "Ah ah ah... have you guys heard? My favorite Cheng Weiwan story "Three Thousand Lunatics" has finally started shooting its TV series! Do you guys even know how popular this book is? It's Cheng Weiwan's masterpiece! It's definitely one of his classics; it's been a best-seller for ten years. To this day, the book is an undefeated legend in the publishing world!"
Ji Yi didn't really like to read, so she didn't really know about "Three Thousand Lunatics", but she knew Cheng Weiwan.
Many of her works had been made into TV adaptations, which created quite a few waves of new actors. The past two years, the entertainment industry called her "The Creator"—as long as actors signed onto her shows, no matter if it was the leading role or a supporting role, they'd become overnight sensations.
After Ji Yi woke up from her coma, aside from the director for "Encounter", she also paid close attention to Cheng Weiwan. She never imagined that after waiting so long, Cheng Weiwan finally started shooting something new!
Ji Yi didn't respond in the Wechat group but headed straight to the internet and searched for the news Tang Huahua shared.
During dinner, she was still browsing through the top searches on Weibo for gossip on some celebrities. In the short span of time when she didn't look at her phone, the threads for "Cheng Weiwan" and "Three Thousand Lunatics" jumped up to first place on Weibo's top searches.
Just as Tang Huahua said on Wechat, this book was really popular; fans were already discussing it on Weibo. Some begged for them not to film, another person asked who the leading actress and actor were. There were even fans who started a poll to guess who'd be the most suitable actors for each character.
Ji Yi read all the related Weibo posts, but in the end, she was only able to find a little information about it. She learned that the producer for the TV series was called "YC" from New Entertainment.
Ji Yi researched the company on Baidu.[1] The company launched earlier that year and hadn't produced anything till now.
What was even stranger was the company's contact information wasn't online, which meant that even if she wanted to star in the TV adaptation of "Three Thousand Lunatics", she couldn't even get in contact with the right people...
As Ji Yi swiped on her phone and browsed Weibo, she secretly cursed inside.
Suddenly, the bedroom door was pushed open. "He Yuguang" came walking in, carrying a medical kit.

[1] Popular search engine in China


Time stopped at eighteen for Ji Yi, and now all she wants to do is pick up from where she left off. Her career depends on it, and on top of that, she has to survive a fake marriage turned real! Some missed opportunities are irreplaceable, and some misunderstandings between them have proven near-fatal, but for He Jichen, he isn’t just a pretty face—he’s an opportunist. They may have lost their prime years together, but He Jichen is more than willing to spend his remaining years with her. If only she would just trust him… Will Ji Yi be able to find true love in this life? Can she outmaneuver all the snakes plotting her downfall? Only time will tell...

Fang Zhao could no longer be controlled by Silver Wing. Now, even though Silver Wing was always keeping tabs on Fang Zhao's tendencies, they were unable to anticipate the next step he would take.
Everyone had thought that with the invitation card Fang Zhao held, in addition to his reputation, he could easily attend any large-scale production's premiere and grace the red carpet without any worry of being chased away, and he'd still have reporters from every continent following after him for interviews.
However, contrary to what most people had thought, after going to catch a few movies on the first day that weren't too popular, on the second day, he had gone to an island's research center to give his pet a checkup!
Totally unpredictable!
This was the collective opinion of Silver Wing's personnel.
So much so that there were even some who wondered whether Fang Zhao was doing this on purpose because he knew that people were watching him and analyzing his preferences.
However, these people were overthinking things. Fang Zhao had really gone to watch those movies seriously and had had a purpose for doing so, including the two animated features for children.
Now, due to the popularity of "Founding Era" and the easing of restrictions for films set during the Period of Destruction, more and more movies and drama series set in the Period of Destruction were being produced. But the Period of Destruction was an extraordinary period, and many New Era people had no way of understanding that time. To produce a great film, it had to be helmed by a grand director and competent scriptwriters, and having top quality music and sound personnel, outstanding actors, epic subject matter, and other such important factors was indispensable. Otherwise, it was very likely that while the film would have the skin of a Period of Destruction flick, its core would be empty and it would be nothing more than a dud film.
From an artistic angle, it wasn't that adaptations were not possible, but as someone who had personally experienced the cruelty of the Period of Destruction, Fang Zhao hoped that people would view that period with reverence and reflection and not treat it jokingly and adorn it with irrelevant matters.
The Period of Destruction film that Fang Zhao had gone to watch hadn't been too bad. It had told the story from an even more ordinary perspective. The accompanying soundtrack had also had its own characteristics. When watching the film, Fang Zhao had actually paid even more attention to analyzing the acoustics. It wasn't just limited to this film; in all the film premieres that Fang Zhao had gone to, he had paid particular attention to analyzing the acoustics and music.
Different movie genres had different musical characteristics. Some lesser-known composing experts who could improve a low-budget production were participating in the competition, whereas an accompaniment that wasn't done well could lead to a negative film experience, and viewers might find it jarring. It would be unable to achieve the desired effect.
Fang Zhao had discovered some new techniques after watching those movies, and with his notes, he would be able to write out a thesis in the next few days.
During the course of advanced studies, there were rules for theses. Fang Zhao felt that he could write a lot, and there was too much he could learn from and analyze during this film festival.
Thus, when Fang Zhao had brought out his notebook after each screening of a movie, Ji Polun and the others had been at a loss. Could it be that their disparity with Fang Zhao was in how they thought afterward?
Write!
I will write when I get back!
Among Ji Polun and the others, there were some that had watched the animated features with keen interest, and some had fallen asleep. Only Fang Zhao had been different; he had kept his eyes wide open as he'd stared at the screen as his pen scribbled continuously in his notebook. The theater had been very dark, and Ji Polun hadn't even known what Fang Zhao was writing. Would Fang Zhao's blind scribbles while staring at the screen be legible? But after they had finished watching, Ji Polun hadn't had the nerve to ask for a peek at Fang Zhao's notes.
Blindly scribbling wasn't very difficult for Fang Zhao. He had gotten used to it during the Period of Destruction. In addition, as Fang Zhao had watched the animated feature targeted at kids, besides analyzing the acoustics of the film, he had still been able to see the New Era's education situation for kids through the content and techniques. Thus, when compared to the other films, Fang Zhao had taken down a lot more notes for these two animated features for kids.
During the Period of Destruction, life had been about survival—preserving oneself, then picking up weapons with which to fight. During that period, the first items a child might have picked up were not eating utensils but, rather, knives and guns. But these were no longer needed in the New Era. As someone who had experienced all three periods—the Old Era, the Period of Destruction, and the New Era—this sort of experience was really miraculous.
This was something that nobody else would be able to understand, something Fang Zhao didn't need anybody else to understand.
When Fang Zhao brought his pet for the checkup, he brought along his notebook so that he could still work on his thesis in his free time.
Before heading over to the research center, Fang Zhao contacted the breeder of the hybrid "rabbit," Denzel. Denzel informed Fang Zhao that he had a student who was working there and studying sea slugs.
When Fang Zhao arrived on the little island where the research center was located, Denzel's student came to personally pick him up.
"I am Ren Hong. Just calling me Ah Hong will be fine." Ren Hong had a rather cheerful temperament. He looked like a freshly graduated university student, but in actual fact, he had been working at the research center for 10 years already.
Generally, the people of Corale Archipelago were used to seeing big-name celebrities. The clientele here was higher end, so he was more casual toward Fang Zhao. However, Fang Zhao was still different from other celebrities. The halo of being a Galaxy Award winner was much brighter, and furthermore, he had been introduced by Denzel, so Ren Hong treated Fang Zhao much warmer than when he did others.
Ren Hong drove Fang Zhao to the expo. The research center's laboratory was off-limits to outsiders. Generally, tourists would head to the expo. There, one could find sea slugs for sale, veterinary clinics, and all sorts of little shops.
"Is this that sea slug my master bred?" Ren Hong was very interested in the "rabbit" inside the aquarium. However, as he had received the data that Denzel had sent him and thus knew that this little thing was highly toxic, he didn't dare touch it.
"There are many varieties of feed here. Feed with a higher composition of natural ingredients is limited, but here in the Corale region, you can purchase a lot more this time."
On the way, Ren Hong recounted many stories regarding the sea-slug trade. The expo also belonged to the research center. Their research center had a high revenue and didn't lack any money, but due to the rising popularity of varieties of goldfish and other non-poisonous ornamental fishes, the pressure on them had increased somewhat.
"This year, the center has bred quite a few better-looking sea slugs that have a lower toxicity that won't hurt humans. These varieties have hit the market, and many families with kids and elderly have ordered them. You can purchase some when the time comes."
The sea-slug exposition was bustling. There were merchants and celebrities that were participating in the film festival. Along the way, Fang Zhao saw quite a few familiar faces.
Ren Hong brought Fang Zhao deeper inside. He observed many people who were coming out opposite him and holding all sorts of aquariums, both large and small, filled with all sorts of sea slugs. Some were colorful and garish, swimming about excitedly in their aquariums and appearing very lively.
Fang Zhao didn't know whether he was assuming wrongly, but it seemed that the "rabbit" in the aquarium he held seemed to have become especially quiet after he'd set foot in the expo. The "rabbit" was just laying there not moving, as if it was a fake.
Fang Zhao also saw some tourists carrying aquariums with sea slugs that weren't too gorgeous and were slightly bigger than a fist. Although they couldn't be compared with Fang Zhao's "rabbit," they could still be considered rather big for sea slugs.
"Are those being bought to be reared too?" Fang Zhao asked.
"They're to be brought home and eaten!" Ren Hong raised his hand and pointed out. "Ornamental is that side. This side onward is for food. Those that aren't too colorful or beautiful and don't have any special characteristics are for consumption unless their flesh doesn't taste good. However, the majority of sea-slug flesh tastes quite decent and has high nutritional value. If handled well, there won't be any toxins that would harm humans, and it'll provide health benefits too. Oh, and those few varieties over there have succulent flesh and a tasty flavor; many people buy it to brew soup for old folks. And the row over there is more suited for youngsters. Youngsters have their own needs too." Ren Hong gave Fang Zhao a "you know what I mean" look. "If you wish to, I can help you purchase them. Just transfer the funds to me. We have an internal staff price."
Seeing Ren Hong's vigorous recommendations, Fang Zhao bought a batch suitable for elderly to be sent to the two old folks in Yanbei City. He also bought some snacks and souvenirs to send to other people.
Ren Hong smiled so happily that his eyes disappeared. They had an internal staff price, but they would also get a cut of sales. The research center didn't lack money, so their staff would also earn from this.
No wonder Denzel said that this is a big client, Ren Hong thought to himself. He felt that it had been worth waking up early in the morning to prepare.
After calculating the cut he would receive, Ren Hong's expression became more enthusiastic, and he introduced Fang Zhao to the prices of different breeds of sea slugs and also handed Fang Zhao a little book. In it were over 10 ways to prepare sea slugs for consumption, as well as methods to avoid. Steaming, boiling, frying, and roasting all had detailed steps, and incidentally, the book was a form of advertisement as well.
"Different varieties have different flavors and different nutritional values. We here pay particular attention to food therapy. Sweet, sour, salty, and bitter all have different effects. Bitter ones help to alleviate fever and with detoxification, sour helps with sweating and diarrhea, and those few there have sweet flesh and have mild benefits..."
After introducing all the different breeds in the surroundings to Fang Zhao, Ren Hong's line of sight fell on the aquarium in Fang Zhao's hands.
"I really have no idea what yours taste like. After all, it's a hybrid, so our center hasn't studied it before. If you decide you no longer want to keep it, give me a call. Then change its feed to clear the toxicity, and after one month of feeding, bring it over and let me slice a part off for research purposes. You can then use the remaining portion to boil some soup." Ren Hong had already checked on the value of this hybrid sea slug. It was too expensive to purchase, so he was waiting for when Fang Zhao no longer wanted to rear it and decided to eat it. Ren Hong would then request a small portion for research purposes. Such a huge lump could cook up an entire pot.
Fang Zhao had already bought everything that he wanted to buy. Knocking on the wall of his mini aquarium, he told Ren Hong. "Let's get it checked out first. It doesn't seem very well today."
"All right, let us head to that side. There are apparatuses that can be borrowed in my friend's shop. They are the latest models, and the inspection results are very accurate."
Ren Hong personally did a checkup of the "rabbit" Fang Zhao handed over. The checkup results would require at least 10 minutes to be processed, so Fang Zhao went to the shop next door that was selling feed to take a look at some of the products that Ren Hong had recommended. The "rabbit" that could normally eat anything seemed to have a poor appetite today. Even when Fang Zhao threw in some Corale special feed, which was said to be selling especially well, the "rabbit" didn't even eat a single bite. Its "ears" were pressed up tightly to its body, and it still continued to lie there motionlessly.
Surely it couldn't be that it wasn't acclimatized to the water. Yesterday, it had eaten a lot, whereas it had only eaten a little bit this morning and hadn't eaten anything else since. Especially after arriving at the expo, it had entered this play-dead state.
Seeing this situation, Fang Zhao wasn't in a rush to buy any feed. Just as he was prepared to find somewhere to sit and wait for the checkup results, he heard crisp laughter from outside.
"Yo, Old Tan, you didn't attend the film festival?" Ren Hong greeted the person with a laugh.
Although he had been called "Old Tan," this person didn't seem the least bit old. He was middle-aged and had a well-built physique. He had been laughing heartily at something, and that had caught Ren Hong's attention.
The person in question was holding onto an aquarium. When he heard his name being shouted, he turned around and his eyes brightened, following which he walked over quickly, bypassing Ren Hong, who had already outstretched his arms for an embrace, and walking right in front of Fang Zhao.
"Fang Zhao? Hello, hello! My name is Tan Min!" As he spoke, Tan Min handed Fang Zhao a name card.
Fang Zhao eyed the introduction on the name card.
Director?
Tan Min, a native of Corale, used to be a diver. Afterward, he had changed his profession and become a director. Although he wasn't that famous globally, he had a considerable reputation in the Corale Archipelago. Just a simple look at the way he had been chatting so animatedly with the shop owners here displayed the advantages of being a local.
However, Fang Zhao did not intend to act right now. According to his plans, during his advanced studies, he would need to compose and write a thesis, as well as prepare for his second important concert after graduation. He simply didn't have time to act.
Before Fang Zhao even said anything, Tan Min placed the aquarium he was holding in the arms of Ren Hong, who was standing beside them with a vacant expression on his face. He rubbed his hands, acting somewhat embarrassed, and with eyes filled with anticipation, asked Fang Zhao, "I wonder if Mr. Fang is interested in investing in movies?"


"Every time background music plays in my head, I feel like there is nothing to be afraid of." —Fang Zhao
Toward the end of the apocalyptic period, Fang Zhao lost his life. However, instead of dying, he found himself 500 years later in the body of a young and aspiring composer who shared the same name. Having received a second chance at life, Fang Zhao sets out to achieve the previous owner's dreams.
Armed with the experience of living through an apocalyptic age and his profession as a composer before that period, Fang Zhao uses his talent, wits, and knowledge to make his mark in the entertainment industry of the future.

Esmeralda has a secret.
 
A big secret.
 
It was a secret only she had known. Even her closest friends didn't know about this certain furtive. And it wasn't because Esmeralda did not want to involve anyone in it, it was simply because she preferred her other life—the one all the people outside had known—at bay. Esmeralda regarded freedom as something very important. Her privacy and freedom, to be exact. 
 
She had a Polish mother who was long gone, and a father who didn't really care for anything except grounding her up. Esmeralda's thirst for the things she regarded the same as rare jewels were reflected in her big secret. She didn't want her life as Esmeralda Sanders, the girl who constantly stuttered, that nerd with an awkward short stature—to interfere to who she was in that big secret she made.
 
The book she was writing.
 
Under the pen name Scheherazade, Esmeralda had written a huge hit web novel. It harbored so much views and was popular in just several months. It was still on-going with about fifty chapters at most. She was writing in her spare time as an assistant biologist while she writes the novel leisurely. 
 
Scheherazade was a popular author with a million followers in just a few months. Those in the writing community had known both her and her works. Scheherazade was BOTH a fantasy author and a reader. She often gave feedbacks to other books, which had aided her popularity over the course of just a few months.
 
Esmeralda's work, 'Andromeda: The Lost Princess' was a huge hit online that some publishing companies were emailing her with offers of illustrations, mangas, and even movie adaptations and animes! These certain happenstances made Esmeralda more secretive than before. Her pen name, Scheherazade, must only be exclusive to her and no one more.
 
She knows how her family would react to such news—and she doesn't want to get started with her father. Esmeralda also did not like the fact that her life will intermingle with that of Scheherazade. She had taken all the precautionary measures in order to hide her identity. Some fans were already digging through her profile to find clues on who she was. And unsurprisingly enough, her fans already got their hunch on where she was. Even her nationality! 
 
Sometimes, people can be creepy.
 
Esmeralda took the name Scheherazade from a Middle East story character. Esmeralda was fascinated with the story of the girl named Scheherazade from the book One Thousand and One Nights. To have her life spared by the king who was meant to kill her by dawn, she told him a story so exciting that he wasn't able to kill her and instead had urged her to continue. Upon telling numerous exciting stories, which lasted a thousand and one nights, Scheherazade finally succumbed to her fate and die by the king's hands. But this was averted because he already had fallen in-love with her.
 
The name Scheherazade was deeply engraved with Esmeralda's heart. She wanted to do the same thing as this female protagonist. To tell stories until she finally accepts what will become of her. To unleash her ideas until her final moment. This is why Esmeralda chose such a certain pen name. 
 
Scheherazade was her biggest secret.
 
Which is why she was so flabbergasted when all of a sudden, her whole cover has been blown.
 
How in the world did Berthold Wagner find out she was Scheherazade? Her Twitter and Instagram name—right, they were the same and boring 'Esmeralda' but how? Just how did someone easily find her?
 
Esmeralda wanted to kick herself. She should've just denied it. But she didn't know what to do. The doctor just blurted it out so suddenly when they were in the president's mansion. She didn't know how to handle the pressure.
 
Esmeralda took a deep breath, and then began to type on her laptop. 
 
Andromeda: The Lost Princess
A sword was pointed to Lancelot, who was now thrown off the ground. Before him was a panting young lady, a grin slowly creeping to her delicate face.
"You lost, Lancelot." Andromeda extends her arm to Lancelot, and then both of them smiled at each other.
"Yes, princess. I did,"
"For the hundredth time, I defeated you. But you're holding back," Andromeda says. "Why is that?"
"Because you're . . ."
"A girl?"
"The princess." Lancelot corrects. "You cannot be doing this. You should be studying, learning music, drawing . . ."
"But I love swords."
"Yes, but . . ."
"And you permitted me to have one,"
"That was because I—"
"You even gave me tips."
"I—"
"Lancelot, it's your fault, you've been spoiling me."
Andromeda laughed heartily. It was the time she was happy, even if no one but Lancelot came to visit her in the lone tower.
. . . several pages ahead written, as Esmeralda stared into her outline.
"I'm meeting father?" Andromeda asks excitedly. "I'm meeting my family now, Lancelot?"
Lancelot nods. "Yes, you're eighteen now. And your debut will just be a matter of time. You won't be staying in this tower anymore."
. . . a few pages ahead 
"I'm sorry, Princess."
"Why—" Andromeda covers her face with her bare hands. "Why must my family hate me? Why can't I meet them, Lancelot? Why do they want to keep me in this tower?"
"Princess . . ."
"Ever since I was born, I was stuck in this tower for God knows how long. I was raised here by nursemaids without the sign of my father and mother. Only their picture had been the one I've ever seen their faces. . ." Andromeda sobs. "I only wanted to be with them . . ."
A few pages more . . .
"You—why are you not on your tower?! Lancelot . . .!"
"Father—I—"
"Get out," the king says. "Get her out of here now. Imprison her to that tower! Why are you not doing your job, Lancelot!"
"Im-imprison?" Andromeda repeats. "F-father, it's me, Andromeda—I—I just want to meet you . . ."
"LANCELOT!"
"Understood," Lancelot says, and seizes Andromeda by her waist, and then walked away from the king.
 
 
"Andromeda, what did you do?" The knights ask with a slight tremble in his voice; in his hand was a corpse clad in a bloodied, luxurious robe. "You murdered the king!"
 
"Let him be, Lancelot," Andromeda says coldly. "Let his blood bathe the throne. His rule now ends."
 
"King Arthur . . . my king!" Lancelot grieves. "Andromeda, how could you . . . how could you do this to your father?"
 
"Merlin chose the wrong king," Andromeda says. "Guinevere chose the wrong husband,"
 
"And you, Lancelot," Andromeda points her sword to the grieving knight. "Was wrong to trust me,"
 
TO BE CONTINUED 
 
"Haaahhh," Esmeralda stretched her back. She had typed nearly three thousand words. She sipped the iced coffee she had bought from her favorite café. 
 
"A big secret should only stay as a secret," Esmeralda muttered, "annnnd . . . publish!"
 
 

Ephraim, or as called by his colleagues, Raim, is an archeologist. Upon his commencement, he was stationed with a task force consisting of a researcher, a biologist, a doctor, and a former sergeant-in-arms; their team entrusted with a duty to examine the desolated lab of an abandoned former space station: ANDROMEDA. 

As a man of science, he knew what his weakness was: curiosity. Upon entering the premises of ANDROMEDA, Raim discovers that succumbing to his desires would prove fatal one day. 

And that day has come. 

By the end of the darkness of the seemingly isolated laboratory was not obscurity filled with dust and desolation—but a tunnel leading to another realm of knowledge. A pathway to another dimension. 

No . . . the -pathway- to another world. 

The entrance to a completely different time where magic, knights, kingdom, monsters, and battles reigned supreme; now Ephraim and his task force must utilize their knowledge to survive onslaughts and drive the kingdom of another world to prosperity. 

! ! ! ARTWORK and COVER created and designed by Chainslock ! ! ! [credits to Mikebosi’s Windreader Zell for the reference photo]

«CONTEST: Webnovel Spirity Spring Awards 2020»

Good morning, good afternoon, good evening. I hope all is well, dear readers. 

I wanted to take the time to sincerely thank every single one of you for supporting the novel up to this point. It has truly been an honor writing on this platform. Throughout my bitter life, never did I imagine I'd start writing and have people supporting me in the process. I cannot help but say I'm in debt for your undivided support. :')

As for the novel status, we are now past the half mark of Volume 1. Some may be curious as to how long I plan on making the series. I'd say 10 volumes minimum, each being at least 50,000 words (about 50 chapters on Webnovel).

Many may find this unexpected, but my goals for this story is beyond the ordinary. I plan to enter this work into Japan, which will lead to an eventual Manga + Anime adaptation. How do I plan on doing that exactly? Have no worry, I've done my research. Lots of research.

To simplify matters, the plan is to grow on English platforms such as Webnovel, Royal Road, Tapas, Moonquill and even Reddit if I'm lucky. If I attain a certain level of popularity and approval, that will be my beacon to hire a translator to get the book(s) into Japanese and enter them into one of their major web novel competitions online. Winners do get promoted in their magazine and at one point, will be elevated to get adaptations. Lots of anime (some poorly written ones as well) are attaining recognition from these competitions and are getting adaptations, especially in the past few years.

I have no doubt that this work can reach that level someday. Sure, I'm bound to fail, that goes without saying. That won't alter my goal in the slightest. I'm willing to do any and everything possible to make this happen. Even if it takes my entire life. Even if I don't earn a dime. Even if I must sacrifice the time with my friends and family. Even if I must continue to lose sleep. Even if my grades have to be discarded. Even if I have to quit my job. Even if I need to spend thousands of dollars more in investment... I will stay firm towards this goal. This has always been but a dream to me. I will no longer allow it to stay that way, rather, I will make it a reality.

Whew, I've said a lot it seems. Putting all of it aside, some kind souls might wonder: how will I be able to support this cause? 

It's a lot easier than you think, believe me. I have absolutely no intentions to ask money on a PayPal, nor to demand on a platform like Patre0n. I refuse to get this book contracted with locked chapters too, believe it or not. 

All I ask for is that on this platform followed by other websites in the future (will let everyone know once I start publishing elsewhere) that the following is done:

- Voting with powerstones daily
- Sharing this book in as many ways possible
- Staying connected with daily chapters
- Commenting, reviewing and suggesting

That's all I kindly request from everyone. The most important part is sharing the book. Whether it be on a group chat, a server, a friend in real life, a private message to someone you know or even a platform online such as Reddit etc. 

While the support has been phenomenal so far, I really could use more views and overall recognition – especially for the major goals I talked about! Every single viewer, share, collection, rating, review, vote and comment counts and brings us a step closer to the endgame. ^-^

Be a part of this great cause. Together, we can create a revolution. We will accomplish the unthinkable and prove the world wrong. It all lies within your support and love. 

That wraps up my message today. I apologize for taking your precious time like this. You don't have a clue how grateful I am for everything... :>

Look forward to the rest of volume 1, as the other main characters finally join the story soon! Do comment on how you feel about the story so far, I'd be delighted to know! Have a wonderful day, dear readers. <3

For someone who cursed their fate since childhood, Tamashiro Kurogane hopelessly lived most of his life as an orphaned, part time adventurer.

The most he would do is pick up a quest to sustain just enough to survive, since he had given up on his rather miserable life of misfortunes.

This daily routine of his takes a sudden, drastic turn when he discovers someone who may have ties with his beloved mother's killer. 

With his resolve making its rapid return, matters only escalate further after losing this individual and realizing that his mother's death is merely the tip of the iceberg.

So begins a new journey where Kurogane will learn his very purpose of existence, while painfully carrying his dreadful past along the way.

"Revenge only ever leads to revenge. At what point does it stop, and who do we blame?" 

~ Anonymous 
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***This Novel contains a fair share of dark, intense scenes that will have disturbing amounts of violence. The way this story is told isn't as rewarding to the main character as one would usually expect from your average fantasy, so be aware.***

If you enjoy reading this book, please be sure to share it in as many ways as you can. I'd really appreciate it! :)

Have any questions or comments? Here's my discord!~

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Heaven's Lost Property, is a Japanese manga series written and illustrated by Suu Minazuki. The plot revolves around Tomoki Sakurai, a boy who desires to live a peaceful life but encounters a fallen girl with wings, named Ikaros, who becomes his servant. Wikipedia

Volumes: 20 (List of volumes)

Released: March 25, 2010

Platform: PlayStation Portable

Magazine: Monthly Shōnen Ace

Genres: Fantasy, Harem

Adaptations: Heaven's Lost Property the Movie: The Angeloid of Clockwork 

This is one of the anime I like the most not only have some good morals to learn.
These anime teach you the meaning of love so to those who did not watch it im encouraging you to try and I will promise you that this anime is Wort it.

The quest to find hope, dream and true love


Accompany Xin to find an answer to his question and find the path to become a god



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the jungle book.... (1894) is a collection of 
stories by the  English author Rudyard Kipling
most of the character are animal such as
shere khan the tiger and balloon the bear 
through a principal character is the boy or 
man club Mowgli who is raised in the jungle India one place mentioned repeatedly is Seine-et-Marne (seonee) in the central state of
Madhya Pradesh


A major theme in the book is abandonment 
followed by  fostering as in the life of Mowgli
echoing Kipling's own childhood the theme is 
echoed in the triumph of protagonists including Rikki - tikki - tavi and the white seal 
over there enimis a as well as Mowgli,s another important theme is law and freedom ,
the stories are not about animal behaviour still less about the darwinian struggle for survival but about human  archetypes  in. animal  from  the teach respect for authority , 
obedience ,and knowing one,s place in society with the low of the jungle but the stories also 
illustrate the freedom to move between different world sach as when Mowgli moves between the jungle and the village .critics have also noted the essential wildness and lawless energies in the stories reflecting the irresponsible side of human nature.


the jungle book has remained popular ,partly
through its many adaptations for film and 
other media. critics such as Swati Singh have 
noted that even critics wary of Kipling for his 
supposed imperialism have admired the power of his storytelling the  book has been 
influential in the scout movement whose founder robert baden _powell was a friend of 
Kipling Percy Grainger composed his jungle book cycle around quotations from 
the book.

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