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The reward from Feather of the Chief Specter added to his identity as Qidian's well-known list owner.

Feather of the Chief Spector indeed fulfilled its promise and added Pi's novel to its list. Followers soon realized that a new book with a low word count was added to the list, and started flooding the book review sections to find out if the book was worth reading, pushing down all the bad posts about Pi.

Zhang Zian logged onto the author's platform, deleted all the untrue posts and blocked the writers from the page. Finally, the book review section was peaceful once again.

The effects were really terrifying. Zhang Zian and Pi both watched as the number of adds increased to a new level, simply dumbfounded.

Pi recovered from its depressed mood and started on a new chapter. However, Pi refreshed the book review section every half hour to prevent any more slanderous posts from showing up again.

Bang! Bang!

Someone downstairs was knocking on the doors. It must be Lu Yiyin here for work.

Ever since he woke up, Zhang Zian had been busy with Pi's novel. His face wasn't washed, hair wasn't done and he hadn't finished cleaning the area. He quickly ran downstairs to let her in, and then started cleaning. As for his face and hair, nobody was going to look anyway.

A nimble figure ran across the front of the store, followed closely by a brown, black and white beagle with its tongue out.


Passing by the pet store's glass door, Masanori Suzuhara eyes met Zhang Zian's. She nodded as a greeting and the next second her figure was no longer in sight.

She would be run past the store almost everyday. The people who live nearby and wake up early are already used to her reflective sports attire and sports shoes, yet only a few of them know that she's an exchange student from Japan.

Zhang Zian walked over to the entrance of the store and looked in the direction she was running. Not only did he see the reflective strip on her back, but he also saw the line outside Li's Supreme Snack Shop. People were already lining up so that they would be able to cuddle with the cats as they have their breakfast.

After a moment, Wang Qian and Li Kun cheerfully turned up for work. They were told the day before that due to their exemplary actions, they'll get a cut of next semester's merit student scholarship. To them, it was like a gift from God.

Zhang Zian stood at the entrance, stopping the two from entering, and pointed towards the direction of the market and said, "Go over to the shop and buy some firecrackers."

The two of them looked at each other and said after a moment, "Master, you want to set off firecrackers?"

These days, not much people in the city still set off fireworks. Those who want to do so, go to the outskirts of town. It was a hassle, and the two of them didn't expect Zhang Zian to have a fun side.

"Just go where I tell you." Zhang Zian waved as he chased them away.

This is the elfins' first Chinese New Year since they came to Binhai City. Zhang Zian planned to give them a memory that was closer to the traditional celebration, so firecrackers were essential.
Of course, for safety reasons, setting off firecrackers within the city was prohibited, so any plan to set off firecrackers had to be done on the outskirts of town. Zhang Zian had already thought of a good location, Fu Tao's police dog nursing home, where the area around the village definitely didn't prohibit setting off firecrackers.

Ten dismissed police dogs had been living there for a period of time Although they weren't put to use after being bought by the film crew, they were still part of the film crew. Zhnag Zian planned to visit, to take a look at their current living conditions.

Most members of the film crew, including director Feng Xuan, were either working on the editing process or filming for other movies. The rest were at home with their families for the New Years. No one remain in Binhai City, except for Zhang Zian, so the task visiting the dogs naturally fell on his shoulders.

The living expenses for the 10 police dogs were paid for by the film crew. Zhang Zian visited the dogs on behalf of the film crew to check if the money was put to good use, and not put into Fu Tao's wallet.

If the police dogs were suffering, the film crew would be too ashamed to put the closing line, "Proper arrangements were made for all animals that worked on the production of this film." Feng Xuan and his wife took this matter very seriously, they had requested for Zhang Zian to make some time for a trip down, and to ensure that it was a surprise so he can see the truth.

The trip to the police dog nursing home not only allowed Zhang Zian to complete Feng Xuan's task, he would also be able to let the elfins see the fireworks, killing two birds with one stone.

The only question was, when to leave?

Fu Tao and  the police dog nursing home weren't going anywhere, but Pi still wasn't able to leave the pet store. If Pi couldn't witness the fireworks, Pi would be bitter.

Getting the fireworks was the top priority, and if there was no other choice, then they'd have to go without Pi.

Having sent off Wang Qian and Li Kun, Zhang Zian cleaned the shop alone. Once he finished, he noticed that it was already past 9 in the morning. Today was a workday, the Qidian editor should already be at work, so he leaned on the door frame as he took out his phone and tapped on the bald monk's profile picture.

Every editor is in charge of a few hundred authors, so Zhang Zian wouldn't usually disturb the editor, but today was a unusual circumstance.
He tried his best to explain the whole situation, and nervously awaited the response.
Zhang Zian thought that he was going to have to wait a few minutes, yet unexpectedly, the reply came quickly, "Don't worry about it. Stabilize the rate of your updates.

Although the words used were short, Zhang Zian knew he was being supportive or else he wouldn't have said, "Don't worry about it."

Just as he was about to put his phone away, there was another message, "Get ready to become premium on New Year's Eve."

Zhang Zian was instantly a mess. Today was the Chinese Off Year, that means there's only less than a week left before he became premium. His estimation of having to wait for another two to three weeks before the test to become premium was off.


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

When Xiang Wan reached the entrance of her neighborhood, she noticed that she was hungry.
It was a shame to come back from making a meal for someone and yet she was going hungry.
She bought a steamed bun and lowered her head to take a bite. At the moment, she could care less about the gazes from the pedestrians. A layer of mist formed in her eyes.
It's really tasty.
Yeah, it's really tasty.
She exclaimed inside her heart.
What's happiness? Happiness is, there's food when you're hungry and clothing when you're cold…
As for those spiritual pursuits, she was currently unqualified to seek them.
To love requires ability, being loved also requires ability.
Xiang Wan, do your best to earn money.
…
After eating the bun, she reached her neighborhood.
Xiang Wan threw the paper bag used to contain the steamed bun into the trash bin and continued to walk with her head lowered.
A while later, she heard an anxious young voice of a child, "Mama, mama, mama…"
The child kept calling his mom, but there was no response from her.
Xiang Wan turned to search for the voice and saw the mother and child who lived on the fourth floor.
The little boy kept pulling his mother's hand and calling for her, but the woman continued to walk quietly. The child's shouts fell on deaf ears as the mother seemed lost in her thoughts.
Eh?
That abnormality attracted attention.
Xiang Wan stopped and waited for the mother and son to walk over. When the woman noticed someone was standing ahead, she lifted her head and met Xiang Wan's gaze.
Xiang Wan smiled. "Good morning."
The woman smiled at her, her eyes looking rather beautiful when curved. However, there were some faint lines of wrinkles at the corner of her eye. Her skin also looked dry and yellowish due to lack of maintenance, and her eyes were red like a white rabbit's.
"Morning," she paused for a while.
She appeared to have cried earlier, and her voice sounded slightly muffled. She pulled her son to her and went past Xiang Wan in a haste, their back view quickly disappearing into the building.
Xiang Wan pursed her lips, puffed a sigh, then put on a smile and walked slowly to her apartment. 
The relationships among neighbors were limited to greeting and nodding at each other.
Every family had their own problems. Who wasn't struggling with life?
…
Xiang Wan made up her mind to adopt Fang Yuanyuan's suggestion.
"A man who's always in the midst of hesitation and longing to pit against himself would not go far. Don't worry, just do it!"
Back to her apartment, she made herself a cup of instant coffee, stick a post-it note on the desk, and opened the MacBookPro.
Previously, as she was in doubt of the origin of the MacBookPro, she dared not use it.
Now that she had ascertained who had sent her this, she decided that she should just use it.
While she was setting up the new laptop, she also planned her plot outline using Fang Yuanyuan's laptop.
The original plot outline of her second case was different from what she wanted to write now.
To get more ideas and details, she surfed the internet for more news with regards to the case at 'The Palace'.
The rate at which news spread in the modern online world was astonishing.
A case which involved a death in a huge city would normally be not as widespread.
Nevertheless, due to Ye Lun's involvement, the case harnessed a great deal of attention just like the 720 case.
[The Case Of The Fountain Goddess!]
This was the name the netizens came up with for the case.
There weren't any useful information from the police with regards to the case. They only revealed the last name of the deceased as "Sun". Sun and Ye Lun were friends and had a social gathering at "The Palace". When the police went in to check on them, Sun was terrified and fell off from the balcony, landing on the hands of the goddess statue. She had passed away due to heavy injuries during dawn that day.
Next, Xiang Wan did a search on news about Ye Lun.
And, she found out something even more shocking.
A prominent headline with the title "The Grey List" stated that Ye Lun was in the original cast of actors where he would be casted as the third leading male character.
His role in "The Grey List" was a major villain. It would be the biggest challenge in his acting career so far. If he could do well, he would get remembered by the public and prolong his acting career in the industry.
Unforeseenly, getting involved in a case would mean his role in the drama might be replaced.
And when that happened, he would be considered finished.
His agency almost went crazy due to this incident.
"The Grey List" was the debut novel of the renowned mystery writer, Second Young Master Mu. It was also the book that shot him to fame and publicly ranked by the mystery fiction readers as the number two book.
Well, the book that ranked number one was Second Young Master Mu's ongoing installment—"The White List".
In fact, Xiang Wan didn't understand why he used such a title for his book.
But she liked the title and thought the title was really cool!
"The Grey List"—Baidu explained this as between blacklisting and whitelisting. It was used to explain the backend programming or rules as well as SMTP status tags to create blacklists and whitelists dynamically…
Back then, she was rather crazed about Second Young Master Mu, so when she was thinking about the title of her first novel, she also wanted to use the word "list".
In the end, she got chastised for submitting the name "The Pink List" to her editor.
She made changes again and again, but her title was still being rejected.
The editor then offered suggestions of titles like "The Sweet Wife Of The Tycoon", "When Kidnapping His Wife Becomes Addictive", and more. These were all the typical titles of romance fiction.
At that time, Xiang Wan relented and chose the second title, but the end result was depressing. Her book failed horribly. She soon realized that she might not be cut out for pure romance fiction and decided to follow the example of her idol, Second Young Master Mu.
"The Grey List" has been popular for three years and still ongoing.
Games, anime, and comics were so popular in the market that a drama would be produced for it.
A well-known company and a renowned director would be shooting the drama, but the cast list had not been confirmed for a long time which was puzzling to many.
Is it really Ye Lun? she thought.
Xiang Wan thought of the scene when she saw Ye Lun outside "The Palace" last night.
He had a pair of eyes that could talk as well as the flamboyance of his histrionic personality—he was actually quite a good fit for a villain role inside the "The Grey List".
…
It was very lively in the internet.
Ye Lun's fans were still trying to uphold a positive image for their idol. They kept saying that their idol was being wronged and had been invited to "The Palace" for a social gathering with friends. He was there for less than 30 minutes and did not take any drugs at all.
It was a pity that Ye Lun was not popular enough.
The more heated his fans were, the more intense they got attacked by public opinion.
Hence, after a wave of argument, the fans suffered a heavy defeat.
Finally, the fans got smarter, and they only replied with one argument.
"The police has not even released any news about the case. On what basis you are accusing our Lunzi[1]?"
Indeed, the police had not released any news on the case.
Even though Xiang Wan was there last night, she was not sure if Ye Lun had taken drugs as well.
She had Huang He's number, but she thought it was not convenient to disturb him for she did not have the right to know what was going on with the case.
However, an author has no lack of creativity.
Wasn't writing a novel all about talking through one's hat and delivering the story with the tongue in cheek? Just make up the story then…
And so, she started to write about her second criminal case.
The case was still in the preparation stage where she would have to pave the way for it. Therefore, it was easy to write a chapter on that.
Around one o'clock in the afternoon, she had already uploaded a chapter of around 3,000 words.
She had not updated for days. When her readers saw her update, her reviews and comments page started to get lively.
"Wonderful chapter!"
"Hurry and update! It's a chore to refresh everyday!"
"Dear Author, when will you be updating more?"
"Xiang Gongzi, persist in your own style and pace, don't bother with the others."
"It's about a month, and there's only about tens of thousands of words written…"
Xiang Wan saw a lot of familiar IDs and felt a feeling of warmth as if she had met up with her old friends again.
She was not a popular author, and the small group of readers who had followed her for a long time was her source of motivation.
At the very least, there were people who treated her book as their favorite.
Therefore, for this love they have for her, she told herself to return her fans a miracle.
She wanted to write a popular book to prove that they did not love the wrong author.
Ding!
A notification from the mobile phone popped up.
"'The White List' has just been updated!"
Eh? Second Young Master updated!
Somehow, there was always some form of energy to offer encouragement and get her motivated.
Xiang Wan instantly got excited. She stretched herself, went to the restroom, then lied on the bed feeling relaxed.
Reading Second Young Master Mu's book had become her most extravagant enjoyment.
However, Second Young Master Mu would seldom update.
Oh! Same as her, he also updated 3,000 words.
She could not resist the urge to reread another time…
…
Around seven o'clock in the evening, Fang Yuanyuan came back from work.
Not only had she brought back food to make dinner, she brought back Huang He as well.
These two were in the most beautiful stage of being in love—three months of the "honeymoon" stage where they would make time for each other no matter how busy they were.
Fang Yuanyuan had worked for a full day while Huang He was also busy with the case. But even then, he could squeeze out some time to send her home.
Who said that time was not being squeezed?
Xiang Wan laughed when she saw the two of them.
"Is our Miss Yuanyuan going to cook tonight?"
Fang Yuanyuan was bathed in the happiness of being in love, her face was filled with inexpressible femininity, and she even sounded soft-spoken.
"Who's going to make dinner for him? If I fall in love and become like his mom, won't I become his maid in future? We the new age women don't like to fuss over husbands or enter the kitchen."
Xiang Wan could not control her laughter. "Yo, so he's now a husband and you're thinking about the future already? When are you treating me wedding candies?"
Fang Yuanyuan blushed in an instant. "Nonsense, I'm just stating an analogy."
"Ahem!" Huang He saw that Fang Yuanyuan was flushed red and immediately chimed in, "Erm… Yuanyuan, Teacher Xiang, I still have something on, I need to go now."
"Detective Huang," Xiang Wan called out to him.
She moistened her lips in an awkward smile and asked softly, "I would like to find out what happened last night. Is it against the rules?"
Huang He was startled then he gave a smile. "That depends on what you're asking."
Xiang Wan contemplated for a moment. "Did Ye Lun take drugs?"
Huang He chuckled. "Is Teacher Xiang a fan of him?"
"No, I'm not a fan of him," said Xiang Wan, "I'm a fan of Second Young Master Mu. Ye Lun's taking an important role in his story, so…"
"I understand," Huang He suddenly cheered up and even extended his hand for a handshake with her. "I'm also a fan of Second Young Master Mu, it's a pleasure to meet you."
"Hah!" Xiang Wan could not stop laughing in amusement. "It's my pleasure as well."
Huang He's expression eased up a lot. "Well, this actor, Ye Lun," he hesitated and looked somber for a moment, "he did not take drugs."
"What?" Then why did they take him away?
"Last night, we caught more than 20 people. The urine test showed that there are a dozen drug offenders, while a few of them just drank some wine and did not take drugs."
"So…"
"Ye Lun has since undergone education and has been released."
"What about the woman?" Xiang Wan could not resist her urge to ask more questions.
Huang He knew that she was asking about the woman who landed on the goddess statue at the fountain.
He mulled over for a while and said apologetically, "Before the case is solved, I'm unable to reveal anymore details… Sorry about that, Teacher Xiang."
He's an honest man!
Xiang Wan nodded her head.
"I understand that. Detective Huang, sorry to have troubled you."
"Then I'll get going now."
Huang He walked two steps, turned to wave at Fang Yuanyuan, and made a "call me" gesture.
"Eat more, call me if you need anything."
"Okay, okay!" Fang Yuanyuan went up to him and pushed him out of the door. "You've said that too many times. Just get going or they're going to rush you again."
It was clear that she was all smiles when she said that. After Huang He left, she started to ramble to Xiang Wan about him.
"He did not sleep last night. I've already told him that he need not come fetch me after work, but he insisted. In the end, he need to rush back after meeting up for a while. Moreover, at this hour, he's going to waste a lot of time on the road. He's so stubborn like a mule, he just wouldn't listen…"
Pffft! Xiang Wan held her arms and looked at her idly. "So you're complaining?
"Of course!" snorted Fang Yuanyuan.
"You're showing off your sweet love in front me, didn't you notice?"
Fang Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment seeing how Xiang Wan was smiling at her teasingly and could not resist breaking into laughter.
"Alright, alright, I'm wrong, I shouldn't have done that…"
"Good that you know you're in the wrong. Singles like me need to be loved and protected, okay?" Xiang Wan snorted and turned around. "I'll write my story, you make dinner!"
"Ah!" Fang Yuanyuan looked at the food she bought, feeling upset as she was caught in her own trap. "I'm in the wrong, I'll never show off again."
…
Huang He seemed to have left together with Fang Yuanyuan's soul.
The next day, she came back by herself.
The third day was the same too.
Huang He was so busy that he could only make phone calls as he was unable to send her home.
After Fang Yuanyuan said that she would not show off her love in front of Xiang Wan, she would stare at her mobile phone from time to time.
A couple who was in their "honeymoon" stage tend to want to stay by each other's side all the time.
Her heart was numb from missing him terribly.
Her boyfriend was too busy with work, and she needed to be a sensible girlfriend so as not to distract him.
There were various speculations by the public circulating in the internet. Without a doubt, it was very stressful for Huang He as he was the interim Captain.
"Xiang Wan, why didn't you console me?"
Fang Yuanyuan sat on the side of the bed and sighed the umpteen time.
Xiang Wan did not even raise her head and replied while writing her story, "I need more consolation than you."
"Don't be like this." Fang Yuanyuan went up to her. "Come on, talk to me, I feel so lonely and cold."
"Tch, it's only been two days and you're lonely and cold? So I should have died of coldness as I'm always alone by myself."
"That's different. You love to stay at home."
"Please, that's because I have no choice, alright?" Xiang Wan rolled her eyes, her lips turned downwards, "Isn't this what you, my Lord Editor, has always wanted to see? Well, I've continuously updated for three days."
"You still have the cheek to say this?" Fang Yuanyuan gave her a glare. The next moment, she suddenly thought of something, "Oh yes, there's a piece of good news."
"Say it!" Xiang Wan continued typing on her laptop.
"Stop for a while. Be serious, turn to face me."
Xiang Wan had no choice but turn around with her chair and face her.
"As you wish, Lord Editor, you can tell me now."
Fang Yuanyuan sat on the edge of the bed and asked seriously, "Wen Quan's organizing a training programme at the capital for selected authors. Do you want to go?"
Training?
Xiang Wan knew that every year, the website[Wen Quan] would organize a training for a limited number of authors to learn at the School of Liberal Arts. Basically, the selected authors were usually the ones whose books had done well enough or authors who had shown a lot of potential.
She wanted to go, but with her novel's subpar performance, would she get a chance?
"I can help you fight for it." Fang Yuanyuan winked.
Her cousin was still very reliable; she could offer her assistance in the critical moment.
"Although your novel 'Murder The Dream Guy' is not the key novel of our company, the statistics of your novel is increasing, fast. More importantly, your book is actually so well-known that it is the most widely spread book of the year. I think our Chief Editor will agree! Your chances are very high."
"Really?" Xiang Wan raised an eyebrow and asked hesitatingly, "Did she know that we're cousins?"
Achoo! Fang Yuanyuan rubbed her nose and sneezed. "Do you think I'll disclose such an embarrassing thing?"
"D*rn!"
"Hahahaha!"
The two of them bantered and laughed cheerfully together. Xiang Wan was feeling good.
No matter which industry one was a part of, one should always strive to get better!
She might learn something from the training as her background was not from a literary arts school after all. Hence, she might be lacking in certain areas and all these need to be learnt.
The strong feelings of anticipation made her almost forget about Bai Muchuan.
…
She suddenly felt like laughing.
Maybe the feeling of falling in love with someone was just like that?
These were the feelings of the modern day men and women—nobody was indispensable.
…
Ever since that day, Xiang Wan never saw Bai Muchuan again, but met Cheng Zheng twice at the breakfast eatery.
In the two occasions, he was also donned in sports attire which was simple and comfortable. He would greet her politely and did not act as if they were very familiar with each other.
They would just exchange a few words casually and leave respectively.
Xiang Wan had also met her fourth floor neighbor once as well.
She was still the same as last time, looking very depressed and lost. 
Xiang Wan did not know why she cared about her.
Maybe it was because the woman had called the police for her sake or perhaps she looked like someone with a story that the curiosity residing in Xiang Wan wanted to find out more.
…
That day, when Xiang Wan received a phone call from Bai Muchuan, she also received a piece of news sent by Fang Yuanyuan.
The list of authors selected to go for the training was out.
Three authors were being selected, and Xiang Wan was one of them.
Because of that, Bai Muchuan could sense very clearly Xiang Wan's delightful mood through the phone.
She smiled pleasantly, as though she had never been troubled before.
"Detective Bai, what's up?"
Few days had past, and her mood underwent an obvious change.
Of course, Bai Muchuan could feel it.
He paused for a while and said, "I'm leaving."
[1] Lunzi - nickname given by fans to Ye Lun


Aspiring author Xiang Wan was deemed hopeless by her family and better off married when her fourth novel still did not do well. 
Just as she started to doubt herself and wonder if she should continue to pursue her dream as an author, things take an unexpected turn when a dazzling guy appears before her and she was taken away by the police as a prime suspect of a murder case.
A murder had taken place and the details were eerily similar to her mystery novel. 
From then on, her life turned topsy-turvy.
...........
Translator Review:
This is a novel encompassed with mystery, ethics, family ties, and romance. Of course, the highlights of this book are the murder cases. 
Although it’s a modern setup where none of the characters have a system or any other cheats, the Author managed to delight me with her writing, creative plots and a good pace without dragging her story. 
I marvel at the way the Author links up the clues and plot to explain the individual cases as well as paving the way to unravel the huge conspiracy behind the individual murders. Romantic plots are light-hearted so readers could take a breather from the plots of gruesome murders.
Frequency of release:  1 chapter/daily

Hm?
Penname?
Everyone was caught off guard. What was the deal with the pen name?
Opening up Celestial Bane, they checked the pen name and it was…"I am Y"?!
OMG!
They all thought their eyes played tricks on them. Rubbing their eyes and checking again, it was real!
[Unbelievable! Do you think this is a marketing ploy? Or there's a Y in novels now?]
[This is major news! Y is writing novels!]
[No wonder Celestial Bane was so good! So it's Y's work!]
[The author is a dumbf*ck. Taking on such a magnificent name to grab attention! Is he not afraid of being a laughingstock?]
…
For some time, the discussion forums turned livelier.
Ye Lingchen completed his morning exercise and finished the breakfast Zhang Yunxi prepared, then took a bus to Capital City Sports Bureau.
Feeling bored along the way, Ye Lingchen took out his phone and started to check on Celestial Bane's PK results. 
He was told by Yogurt that the PK session was an important process for a new novel. Based on his literary standards, Celestial Bane's PK results should not be that bad.
Upon entering the author's corner, Ye Lingchen was dumbfounded. The comment section was bombarded with comments while his gift chart had shot up all the way!
Especially between Long Aotian and Lonely Sky Piercer. Their gifts kept coming, and they were all in huge sums. Furthermore, both of them seemed to have a strong personality, provoking the other party stylishly while gifting and bragging all the way.
Below that was a huge wave of respectful voices, all of them looking up to the two wealthy guys.
Finally, it seemed that Lonely Sky Piercer had won the battle. His name placed at the top of the gift chart. Furthermore, he even changed his name to Lonely Seeker of Loss. Such a scary person.
Other than that, his statistics had seemingly gone through some earth-shattering changes. The collection rate and recommendation votes went up by 10 times! That was all in one night!
Shocking! He did not expect the PK recommendation to have such an impact!
At the same time, Ye Lingchen's brows turned into a deep frown. Within the various comments praising the novel, there were also some vicious criticisms mixed in between.
[Bullsh*t! Nonsense! Go write your mommy's novel!]
[What dogsh*t is this? The author has yet to graduate elementary school?!]
[This novel is a pile of dung. Even a retard writes better. This novel placed first in the new novel list? What a joke!]
[This is a sh*tty novel. Please stay away. It burns your eyes out!]
…
These comments were vitriolic. Although Ye Lingchen knew those people were badmouthing him intentionally, he still felt uneasy.
The novel was something he spent his effort and time, typing it out in front of the computer, word by word. The total effort spent was beyond imagination. The novel was like his baby, yet it was being slandered by others maliciously.
That was like his hard work was being denied by others, his effort being laughed at. Writing a novel was no easy task.
'If you don't like it, don't read it! If you want something deep and fanciful, go read some books on language! Why are you here reading a novel?'
Some criticisms were not just targeted at the novel itself, but rather moving onto personal attacks. To be insulted for no particular reason would have made anyone feel bad.
Furthermore, it was still free to read! One could just stop reading if it was not enjoyable. What was the deal with all the cussing?
Beep beep beep!
His QQ avatar blinked, revealing a QQ message.
It was from Rugao Under The Bridge.
[Bro, your PK result is heaven-defying. You're definitely getting the award with your first novel!]
[It's so so. There are plenty of criticisms too.] Ye Lingchen replied humbly, [I've read your novels as well. They are quite good.]
[You're being too humble. My writing is nowhere near yours.] Rugao Under The Bridge then continued, [You can ignore those criticisms. They are the howls of the failures. If you check their comment records, you'll find that regardless of novels, they will throw in a bad word or two.]
[Truly some crazy folks.] Ye Lingchen replied.
[These people are the type that are not doing well in reality. Whenever they see the success of others, they won't evaluate the reasons for success. These people lack effort yet they do not wish to see others put in the effort. Apart from jealousy, it's still jealousy. They want nothing more than to have you stop writing from their criticism and have you fail too! Didn't you realize, they didn't even mention anything from the contents of the novel. I suspect they have not even read the book!]
That was the case indeed. If the readers did not like a particular part of the plot, they could bring it up in the comments section instead of spewing all that vitriol.
Rugao Under The Bridge had seen much in the field of web novels and was already used to such happenings. It was obvious that he went through his fair share of criticisms. [Moreover, a lot of those critics are probably spare accounts of some other authors. They are your competitors trying to get you out of the scene with scathing criticism. Your novel is good. Please don't let this affect you. Also, I want to continue reading!]
[Mm, thank you!] Ye Lingchen replied with a smile.
Meanwhile, within Yuewen's contracted author's group, things were lively. Everyone was tagging Ye Lingchen, congratulating his novel's achievements.
Even some editors showed themselves. They praised his novel and urged him to keep it up.
After some casual chat and a round of bragging in the group, he had finally arrived at Capital City Stadium.
The stadium looked grand. It was separated into different sections by sports such as running, swimming, athletics, table tennis, badminton, and so on.
The outer sections were open to the public. Ye Lingchen followed President Zhang's instructions and headed towards the inner parts of the Stadium.
At the same time, at the Capital City Basketball Association within the stadium…
Zhang He, with a red face, was in the middle of a full-blown conflict with another elderly person.
That elder's hair and facial hair were thoroughly white. He seemed to be advanced in age, but his mind was clear and alert. His face was similarly flushed red arguing with Zhang He.
Around the two of them, around a dozen people in red basketball jerseys had their heads lowered in silence, acting as though they heard nothing.
"Zhang He! You're trying to give me a stroke! Do you even know what you're doing? I shouldn't have passed the position of the president to you! Oh my heart, oh my poor heart!" The elderly scolded with a strong voice, hyperventilating throughout the ordeal.
"Teacher, please calm down. Will you listen to my explanation?" Zhang He laughed bitterly.
"Explanation? Why bother!?" The elder slammed the piece of paper in his hand onto the desk, causing a loud sound. "You look at the content written in this! Is this a contract?! Is this a contract that our basketball association can sign on?!"
The elder was extremely aggravated when that topic was brought up. He pointed at Zhang He with trembling fingers. "You tell me! Is he a relative of yours that you've forcefully arranged to leech off the country?! Corruption! Such corruption! Of all things, I despise corruption the most! What a waste of my years to have taught a student like you!"
Zhang He was lectured miserably, looking extremely pathetic.
He too had his own unvoiced difficulties. That was the day he had scheduled for Ye Lingchen to sign the contract. Who would have known that the former president, his teacher, would suddenly appear for a spot check? When he saw the contract between Zhang He and Ye Lingchen, he almost passed out from the shock as his blood pressure shot upwards.
That kind of contract was something unimaginable by the elder in his entire life. That was equivalent to the sports bureau paying a person for doing nothing!
"Teacher, it's not as you think it to be. I went all out to beg him to join. If not for such a contract, he would not even join us," President Zhang explained.
"What?!"
The elder jumped, blood rushing to his head, "Just what kind of place do you think this is? Do we need to beg people to come?! You spineless worm!"...


Ye Lingchen was a regular high schooler who struggled with exams and expectations from his parents.
All that changed after he woke up from a strange dream and discovered that he had been granted the 'Prodigy System'. His life changed from this point on. Reading a book allowed him to learn its content immediately. Listening to lectures granted instant understanding of the lesson. Observation of a technique imprinted knowledge of the technique used.
Learning had never been so easy, and as the saying goes, knowledge is power. In this case, he now had access to a ton of unbridled power. 
What does it feel like to become a 'prodigy' overnight? Follow Ye Lingchen on this journey to discover the limitless possibilities...

"Would this really work?" Xu Guoqing quizzed, very hesitant, the risk in investing in emerging markets was great!
"Of course!" Jiang Cheng replied full of self-confidence, "Trust me, the success of [Stories About The Ming Dynasty] is by no means accidental, it proves that this kind of literature is indeed desired by people. Where there is a demand there is a market and profit to be made. This market is a big piece of cake that no one has taken a bite of. Whoever takes the first step will get the biggest slice! "
"How would it work?"
"To deal with online literature, webnovels you could call them, we would naturally start online first. We would need to first establish a website dedicated to the collection of such literature and organise them into genres.
And at first we will allow people to read free of charge but after publishing enough novels and attracting a large number of authors and readers, we will pick out the best works, contact their authors and request to sign them exclusively to our site. At which time, we can begin charging and make it pay to read per chapter. However, the fee can't be too high, so we can only charge about ten cent for each chapter."
"Ah? Can we really make money like this?"
"Of course we can, as long as we have a large enough reader base. And if the novel has a good reception, we can even publish physical copies of it. If we manage to secure and pull this off, it will be an endless supply chain and we will never have to worry about money again."
Xu Guoqing swallowed and asked, "Is there another part to your plan?"
"Yes! In addition to the online novels, we can also develop in entertainment, fashion, sports, etc. We can develop new websites and magazines dedicated to each field! Since entering the new century, the entertainment industry has developed rapidly, especially movies and music. Now it has become an industry that cannot be ignored. More and more people are concerned about entertainment trends and stars, especially young people nowadays. This can no longer be regarded as simply star chasing. They have formed a culture around it. So, this is an aspect we need to focus on, so we don't get left behind."
"So, that's why you want to be an actor?" Jiang Dejun suddenly inserted from the side.
"That's only one aspect," Jiang Cheng laughed and continued. "Movies and TV dramas play a huge role in public opinion and are more easily accepted by the masses. Just look at the United States. The reason why the United States is renowned as the world's strongest country, is apart from their economic strength and military strength, they have the worlds biggest media and entertainment hub. Which allows them to spread their influence and culture all over the world."
"Hollywood!" Jiang Dejun and Xu Guoqing said in unison.
"That's right. Hollywood!" Jiang Cheng said seriously. "They output a large number of films and television works to the world every year. In addition to making them billions, it acts as a microphone for the United States to spread its ideology and increase its influence. They hold a great amount of power and sway over global public opinion and naturally that allows them a great say. No one can compete with the United States in that respect."
"This is cultural aggression!" Jiang Dejun said angrily.
Jiang Cheng sighed and rolled his eyes mentally:
"In the next few years, the government will be vigorously supporting major domestic media firms, in hopes of increasing its influence internationally. So, an entertainment section should be top priority."
The two nodded in agreement.
"The next thing is fashion. In fact, this is the most important thing not to slack on, because fashion includes clothing, food, housing, and transportation, it contains almost every aspect of our lives. When this is done, it will not only increase our visibility, but also attract advertisers. As for sports, similar to entertainment, China is now about to become a sports power. If the Olympic bid is successful, this area will also develop vigorously in the future."
"So, you see, there are still many things that Southern Weekly can do. Online literature for the publication side and for the news side, entertainment, fashion, and sports can be done.
As for reporting on current affairs and academia, they don't have to be completely abandoned per say, but just make sure to steer clear of anything controversial or divisive and report more on things people can resonate with. Avoid talking about the military and controversial technology like it's the plague and the future development of Southern Weekly will still be bright."
Xu Guoqing was almost dizzy, this kid's vision was too big! Building multiple websites, creating a network of information and running various magazines on entertainment, fashion, sports, etc. This undertaking was too big!
But Xu Guoqing thought over it carefully and found that every point Jiang Cheng said made sense. If  his plan could be carried out Southern Weekly would definitely take off and become a major media firm in the future!
But the most important issue now was one word: money!
Southern Weekly was short of money and could only maintain its normal operation. He simply couldn't afford to do so many things.
Jiang Cheng read Xu Guoqing's concern and smiled: "Uncle Xu, I know your biggest worry now is that currently Southern Weekly is short of money, but you seem to have forgotten that there is a big gold mine right in front of you!"
Xu Guoqing thought for a moment and suddenly realized: "You mean [Stories About The Ming Dynasty]? Are you that confident in yourself?"
Jiang Cheng smirked and replied:  "I always have confidence in myself!"
Xu Guoqing took a deep breath, and gave out a sigh:
What a great kid, he figured out all the issues with Southern Weekly and knowing that I'm concerned about a way out for Southern Weekly, he threw out such a huge blueprint and stirred my appetite. Listing out all these opportunities before bringing it full circle and forcing me to make a decision. A small trick but effective!
Jiang Dejun was also surprised. Jiang Cheng talked so much about what 'they' could do to revive Southern Weekly. Only to return to pressuring Xu Guoqing to agree to his share plan. The kid really grew up!
Xu Guoqing smiled bitterly: "Boy, you've really backed your Uncle Xu into a corner. It seems my only option is to agree to your deal. But as a future shareholder of Southern Weekly, you should help increase profits right, hahaha."
Jiang Cheng smiled faintly: "Actually, my bottom line is as low as 10% of the book sales on [Stories About The Ming Dynasty], I don't mind sacrificing some money...that is in exchange for shares obviously. What do you say, Uncle Xu?"
"Hahaha, you want more shares, no chance."
Xu Guoqing couldn't help laughing as he turned to Jiang Dejun: "Old Jiang, you've truly raised a good son!"
Jiang Dejun also smiled, his smile was full of pride and relief.

Jiang Cheng a screenwriter is reincarnated to 2001, into the seventeen-year-old body of another Jiang Cheng. 

Clutching onto the dreams of his previous life he attempts to succeed where he previously failed. 

He starts from scratch, as a small-time screenwriter writing television shows and movie scripts. 

Filled with dreams of becoming a generational  entertainment legend and establishing an entertainment empire he takes the road to become the King of Film.

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Tianjing City south second loop, Nanjing Building seventh floor, Mingxin Network.
"Brother, you have to help me this time!" A dejected Liu Mingcheng sat on the sofa, dejectedly saying, "My Turkey Bookstore's site traffic has dropped by more than half in just a month or so, and it's still dropping. Can you help me tell Dad to give me some more resources? Otherwise, Turkey Bookstore will be done for!"
Liu Mingcheng's Turkey Bookstore originally had daily site traffic of 1.2 million, and it was practically the tycoon of the online literature industry. But who could have expected that its site traffic would drop to such an extent in just a month?
Actually, speaking of this, it was because Hong Dali's lucky was really good.
If it were in his previous life, the online literature industry had already stabilized. Even if there were changes to it, it wouldn't be as much as in this world. Here, the online literature industry had yet to form an industry chain, and the main source of income was from the readers' orders. The other copyrights weren't being utilized to the fullest yet.
Therefore, the high payout in Zhong Dian website easily attracted a lot of authors. Coupled with the new and interesting story formats of the five Great Gods and the 20 plus God-level nouveau riche who threw a lot of money to the authors, numerous authors were attracted there.
Therefore, Turkey Bookstore ended up in a tragedy.
Actually, no one could blame Liu Mingcheng. It was just unfortunate that he was facing up against history's greatest prodigal, Hong Dali. If it weren't Hong Dali but someone else, they wouldn't have such a pure mind as his, to just squander for the sake of squandering.
"So be it." Liu Mingxin plainly said. "You opponent is a superprodigal, he never expected to earn money in the first place. If you had increased the authors' payout from the beginning, things might be different. But now that they have already succeeded, it's too late to try to win them. In other words." Liu Mingxin slowly shook his head. "Unless you can squander like him and purely squander to lose money, only then will you have a chance of winning."
"Purely to lose money?" Liu Mingcheng went frantic. "Then, I might as well just close my online bookstore!"
"That's why I said that." Liu Mingxin was also helpless. In reality, whoever had to face such an opponent as Hong Dali would also be depressed. "You can't view Hong Dali as a normal competitor. He never considers the consequences when he squanders, but only squanders as long as he is happy. You have seen for yourself the result." Liu Mingxin helplessly shrugged. "The fool has the fool's luck. His luck is so good, what can I do?"
"Then, then what should I do?!" Hearing his brother's words, Liu Mingcheng frantically said, "Then, I have to see my Turkey Bookstore close down because of him and do nothing? If that happens, I'm not the only one who will lose face, but the entire Liu family!"
"I know that." Liu Mingxin sighed. "There will definitely be a battle between his family and ours. During this special period, I think that there is a method that will benefit you."
"What method?!" Hearing his always brilliant brother say that he had a plan to help him, Liu Mingcheng instantly felt a sense of hope.
After all, although they were biological brothers, his talent in entrepreneurship was incomparable to his brother's. Although Liu Mingcheng's own talent was limited, he had quite a lot of faith in his brother.
"The best method is for you to do nothing and just let Turkey Bookstore collapse." Liu Mingxin smiled and said.
"Brother, are you serious? Do you mean that Turkey Bookstore closing down is the best method? I don't understand!" Liu Mingcheng asked.
"Of course, you don't understand." Liu Mingxin explained. "The most important aspect of Turkey Bookstore is that it belongs to our Liu Family. So, if Turkey Bookstore collapses, what do you think the Hong Family will think?"
"Hong Family?" Liu Mingcheng murmured. "What they will think? Wouldn't they just think that we lost to Hong Dali… Ah, wait, brother, what you mean is that we shall purposely let our opponent think that we are weak?"
"Hehe, it looks like you are actually quite smart. You understood with just a hint." Liu Mingxin smiled and said, "I heard that Dad will be making a few moves soon. If you bluff them into thinking we are weak and become less cautious, once Dad succeeds, you will have credit too. Whatever the case, you wouldn't miss out on the rewards."
"Ah, I see." Hearing this, Liu Mingcheng was finally happier. "If this is the case, fine. I shall not care about Turkey Bookstore anymore and leave it to fend for itself. But brother, once Turkey Bookstore collapses, I won't have any pocket money…"
Liu Mingxin knew from the start that his brother came here to ask for money. He gave a slight smile and said, "We're brothers, how could I not know what you are thinking." Saying so, he picked a card and passed it to him. "There's five million inside, remember to spend it sparingly. My current capital flow is quite tight, too. Remember, don't cause any trouble for Dad. He is very busy lately."
"I got it, I got it!" Getting five million so easily caused Liu Mingcheng's mood to turn for the better. He put the card in his pocket, smiled and said, "Then, I shall be going back first. I shall not disturb you anymore, hehe."
"OK, be careful on the road."
After Liu Mingcheng had left, Liu Mingxin slight shook his head and murmured, "Dad drew away 200 million from my side's capital, it looks like his big move will be in one or two months time. Hopefully, everything goes well."
Thinking up to this point, he suddenly thought about Hong Dali's cheeky face and helplessly said, "This…" He thought for a while. "The most depressing think about him is that he seems to want to put a foot in every industry, yet he doesn't fully commit to any of them. Because of this, even if someone wants to set a trap for him, they have no way of doing it. HehE, facing such an opponent is quite interesting, though."
Actually, when Hong Dali started with his Zhong Dian website, Liu Mingxin had already known about it.
The problem was that, at that time, Hong Dali really wasn't doing it to fight against Liu Mingcheng, he did it just because he wanted to squander. Then, the most frustrating thing about this fellow was that he actually defeated Liu Mingcheng in such a short time. It was so fast that no one was able to react to it.
"This is really not easy." Liu Mingxin sighed. "If we leave him alone, I'm afraid he will become a big problem for us in the future. But even if we want to do something to stop him, there's no way of doing it because no one can guess what he will be doing next. This is really causing us a headache."
…
Actually, not only was Liu Mingxin depressed over Hong Dali, Tang Muxin expressed that she was depressed too.
Although she followed Hong Dali around every day, she could never have expected that he would actually do something like an E-Sports competitions.
In this world, sports were the real source of entertainment that people sought for. As for music and movies, that was something people would do in their free time. But as for gaming, that was totally under the category of wasting time. Those people who normally spent their time in Internet cafes were all disliked by others. They were practically a grade below other people. If not, a gaming talent like Lin Zixuan wouldn't have been forced to the extent of running away from home just to play games.
Under this kind of environment, doing this E-Sports competition… would it actually work?
While Tang Muxin's thoughts were flying around randomly, Hong Dali was so tired that he hugged Quentin and lay on her thighs.
This instantly caused Tang Muxin's whole face to turn red. She wanted to push him away but was also unwilling to do it. But if she didn't push him away… The thighs were quite a sensitive location. Now that Hong Dali was using them as a pillow, Tang Muxin's heart fluttered madly, and her whole body seemed to sweat.
Just as she was in a dilemma, the door to the women's bath was suddenly lightly pushed open. Tang Muxin's eyes lit-up. She saw a beautiful young lady walk out. The lady seemed to be a bit timid, but that couldn't conceal her beautiful face. Her long black hair hung to her shoulders, and she wore a white dress that came from God knows where. A golden hairband was tied simply at the top of her head, reflecting off the white dress, causing her whole being to seemingly emit light.
Tang Muxin was dazed upon seeing this fairylike girl who seemed to have descended from the Heavens.
When the girl slowly got closer, Tang Muxin saw that she was only about 13 to 14 years old, and her skin was snow-white and delicate as a flower. She looked so beautiful that one almost couldn't bear to look at her.
Tang Muxin was a beauty herself, but upon seeing this girl, she actually felt like she was in a dream. Tang Muxin immediately rubbed her eyes vigorously.
When she saw the two female lackeys following behind her, Tang Muxin was finally sure that this fairylike girl was actually Lin Zixuan.
Tang Muxin violently shook Hong Dali awake. "Dali, Dali, quick, wake up to see the fairy!"
Unexpectedly, Hong Dali flipped over to the other side in discontent and continued to sleep. His saliva almost dropped out from the corner of his mouth as he mumbled, "How would there be a fairy in broad daylight. It's much more probable for me to see one in my dreams. Don't mess around, let me sleep some more…"
"Hurry up and wake up!" Seeing that Hong Dali was going to continue sleeping, Tang Muxin grabbed his face and pinched it. "The fairy is already in front of you, and you still don't want to wake up. If you miss this chance to see her, you will definitely regret it!"
"AH!!!" Hong Dali sat up, his face full of unwillingness. He rubbed his eyes and said, "What fairy are you talking about…"
Then, he saw Lin Zixuan already standing in front of him and blushing from shyness.
"What…" Hong Dali wiped away the saliva that drooled out and asked. "Who are you?"
A laugh escaped from her mouth as Lin Zixuan said, "Big Brother, you don't recognize me anymore?" Upon hearing her voice and seeing Lin Zixuan's faint features in her, he almost couldn't believe his eyes. After all, no one could imagine that a beggar with tattered clothes and full of dirt would transform into a fairylike girl. He thought for a while and said something that almost made everyone around collapse. "Are you the reinforcement sent here by the Jade Emperor?"
"I'm really going to die of anger because of you!" Tang Muxin was so angry that she stepped on Hong Dali's foot, causing him to bare his teeth in pain. Tang Muxin said, "This is Lin Zixuan, the little beggar you picked up beside the road!"
"Oh, so it's Zixuan…" Hong Dali wanted to go back to sleep after saying this, but he immediately came into his senses. "You're Lin Zixuan?!" He scanned her up and down, then decisively shook his head. "My Lin Zixuan couldn't possibly be so pretty! Monster, show yourself!"
Everyone: "…"
Tang Muxin hated how she couldn't throw him out of the window. She angrily stood up, grabbed Lin Zixuan and left. "Sister Zixuan, let's ignore this big idiot! Let him continue to dream there!"
"She really is Lin Zixuan?" Hong Dali violently pinched his thigh and sucked in a deep breath of cold air from the pain. "Painful! This isn't a dream!"


"I have to squander; otherwise, won't it be a waste of my parent's talent at earning money?" Hong Dali answers a reporter's question matter-of-factly. 

Just after the interview ends, Hong Dali opens the Great Prodigal System's interface and looks at the various good stuff displayed in it. Stroking his chin, he mumbles to himself, "I just need to squander 200 billion yuan more to exchange for the blueprint of the core technology, Engine Destruction, found in the strongest humanoid mecha weapon, Neo Granzon. Looks like I'll have to work harder!"

"I want to splurge! I want to squander!"


If you try to be objective, honest, follow a sporting spirit and ... you can't promote your story ... then, with a high degree of probability, nobody has noticed the story.

You can promote passively - only give yourself energy stones ... it promotes the novel, there will be few readers. If the name is interesting, then the first collections will be possible ... if the name is interesting ... and the content is dull and there are many details ... those who signed will leave ... but there will be those who are interested in what will happen next in history? or those who are interested in learning new information for their new novels. With a high degree of probability to the source of the idea, none of the authors cite, this is the modern world.

You can promote aggressively ... through the forum, attract readers' attention with interesting statements, enthrall the reader ... you can simply write a review, I tell you, you tell me. But it gives a one-time effect. They will come, they will write off, as a rule, even by themselves and without reading the novel, they will set a conditional number of stars. To not read too many letters, just look at the review of the previous author and ... repeat it in your own words ...

There are no sports comrades at all ... or gentlemen, well, in general, one way or another ... they just use the "holes" in the system ... they write from their different accounts, the same comments ... set themselves stars from 1 to 5, some immediately put 5 stars. Others in general do not bother themselves with left accounts, write 10 reviews on their own behalf and put 5 stars each time. And everything, your work in an official rating! Progress held!

Is it unsporting to say some ?! But it works! There are still countries in the world with a feudal or neo-feudal economic system ... a solid monopoly on everything from a clan economy ... it is not effectively said by some, but it works! Surprisingly.

There is a system of both promotion and movement. Simply, unfair competition. But such authors, I can not worry, this applies only to those who fly high. Who for 15 chapters of 1 million views. Those just put 1-2 star reviews, do bots ... or a group of fans.

This is business, nothing personal!

If you want to constantly promote your work, communication is not enough. Forum, chat rooms ... there you will promote your work. If it is really worthwhile, not only the content, but also the form of the text, is read easily, as it is understood, fascinating and entertaining. Then the author can try to attract his subscribers of so-called friends from social networks, provided that his subscribers are adequate, as there are a lot of trolls too.

In the world of fake news, methods of promotion are now considered the norm, some unscrupulous scientists promote the citation index of their articles, and there are even techniques on the Internet to improve them.

This is a game ... this is money ... these are ratings ... this is an increase in Internet traffic consumption ... these are opportunities ... this is an advertisement ...

In short, this is how the world works ...

If you don't promote your ideas yourself, and in this case a novel, no one will know about it!

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.

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