A 25yo man was starting a new game+++ of his favorite 18+ visual novel-rpg game, this time with cheat programs. As he finished, a glowing white meteorite with purple sparks crashed in his room. He woke up in another world.

Sister Xue coughed awkwardly and suddenly pointed to the front with a quivering finger. 
Qin Guan craned his neck from the back seat and saw Shao help Fang open her Mini Cooper. Shao sat in the driver’s seat.
"How did they get together? Qin Guan, are you having an affair with her?"
"What are you talking about? Do you think I’m that kind of guy?" Qin Guan pretended to be angry. 
Embarrassed, Sister Xue exhaled a cloud of smoke. "I thought she wanted to take advantage of you, like those actresses. I had no idea. That sister is really open-minded. She’s from a foreign country. This is so romantic!"
Qin Guan smiled helplessly. Open-minded is an understatement. The truth would shock the audience. Fortunately, my heart is taken, or the outcome might have been different.
Neon lights were shining in the dark night. It was so late that even the moon had fallen asleep. Qin Guan crept up to his dormitory, hung his suit on a hanger and lay down on his bed.
There was a distinct difference between the noisy party and his roommates’ snores. Qin Guan tried to recall some important information. Did I have the snow beef tonight? That’s terrible! The mad cow disease will break out in Japan in a few days! Then what? I’m so sleepy. I should just sleep. 
Another note was added to the dormitory snoring concert. This was the nature of ordinary life. The simpler, the better. His girlfriend would never laugh at him for his moderate aspirations.
Qin Guan didn’t tell Cong Nianwei about the incident at the party. Most men had their secrets, and they kept them for self-protection or because they were ashamed.
Hand in hand, they arrived at the training centre in the Handian District, which had been recommended by Cong Nianwei’s tutor.
In the following days, they’d have to take the TOEFL, GRE or GMAT exam and apply to American universities with their scores.
Time was pressing. Cong Nianwei had no time to waste.
Both of them were good at English. What they needed was just some training before the exams.
As the last ones to get there, they stood out among the group of students dreaming to go abroad.
As soon as Qin Guan entered the classroom, he noticed that the students were divided into two groups.
The tutor was not there, so all the students looked at the two freshmen. The leaders of each group waved at them. "Sit here!"
Silence prevailed.
"Hey, those are hillbillies over there. Steer clear of them, or they’ll break your fragile hearts!" said the student on the left side, who was wearing a fashionable outfit with golden chains.
    The student on the right side seemed more serious. He sneered at them, saying, "Look at their binder covers and shirts before you decide. Even money couldn't compensate for their low IQ!"
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei looked down and saw the logos of their universities on their shirts and binder covers.
The student on the left raised his middle finger towards the student on the right. "You are a just peasant! Students of famous universities are different from each other. Look at the boy's Polo shirt and pants. Would a f*cking poor student be able to afford that?" 
Smiling, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei exchanged a glance with each other before walking to the middle of the two groups, where two calm guys were seating.
They were writing swiftly without looking up. "Rich kids are on the left side and poor students relying on scholarships are on the right."
Qin Guan pulled up the chairs in front of them and sat down. "We are neither."
The two students raised their heads to size them up.
"No wonder you didn't choose a side then. Are you going to study performance or art overseas?" the handsome guy asked Qin Guan.
The other guy stared at Cong Nianwei and said, "Maybe he’s a rich second generation heir going abroad for his girlfriend. Let’s not invade their privacy." 
Cong Nianwei smiled and offered her hand. "Hello, I’m Cong Nianwei. This is my boyfriend Qin Guan. We’ll be applying to different departments in the same university in the US. New York, as expected."
The gentle student insisted on his viewpoint, "You are from QH. Judging by your age, you have only two options: Columbia or New York University. As for your boyfriend..."
Qin Guan didn’t feel offended. "My goal is MBA at Columbia."
The student was shocked. He sized them up again and shook hands with them. "He Ming. And this is Guan Jian."
The four of them shook hands with each other. The two group leaders coughed unnaturally, but remained silent.
The tutor entered the classroom and the lesson began. Cong Nianwei listened to him carefully, but Qin Guan felt that the lesson was too simple. His gifted memory was the best tool for learning vocabulary. 
Cong Nianwei was jealous of Qin Guan's confidence. She was good at professional studies, but Qin Guan was talented in characters and language.
He Ming was doubtful of Qin Guan. As an international student, who had travelled all over the world with his parents, he dared not look down upon the GRE. How could that handsome guy be so confident? 
The GRE full mark was 1,600, but Qin Guan was sure that he would get at least 1,100 points. TOEFL focused on speaking, listening, reading and writing. Ivy League universities set high standards for that exam.
Qin Guan began to yawn impatiently. He had originally thought there would be some kind of secret to success. Could I skip some classes? 
The annoyed tutor counted the 99th yawn of the striking freshman. Pretending nothing had happened, he announced they would be taking a 15-minute break.
As soon as the tutor went out with his teaching material, Qin Guan became the center of the room. In 2001, most students would choose the US as their destination, as the country was famous for its money, freedom and dreams.
Some fashionable girls gathered around Qin Guan, attracted by his looks. Cong Nianwei’s sour look didn’t stop them.
"Hey, I know you! You are VOGUE’s cover boy!"
"He’s a model? But he’s Zhang Changzhong, the toy boy from ‘Daming Palace’!" 
The brave girls wanted to push Cong Nianwei away and take the seat beside Qin Guan. Qin Guan stood up to protect Cong Nianwei.
"He is so tall! And he has such a nice figure!" 
"Yes, he deserves to be a model! Take a photo with me!" 
The girl tried to lean on Qin Guan's chest.
The leaders of the two groups were watching them happily. Qin Guan patted his desk, making everyone fall silent. 
Then he pointed at Cong Nianwei and said, "This is my girlfriend. We are preparing to go abroad, just like you are. I hope we can all enjoy a good studying environment."
Guan Jian, who was sitting behind Qin Guan, kicked the spare desk beside him and said, "Lan Jin and Cui Jun, control your groups. They are too noisy."
The atmosphere was getting charged. Lan Jin, a red-haired boy, waved at the girls, indicating that they should keep a distance from the two demons.
The girls from Cui Jun's group, who had originally been watching silently, took this chance to walk away.
Qin Guan looked at Guan in appreciation. Guan grinned and said honestly, "Don't thank me. I was also annoyed." Then he buried his face in a book and fell asleep.
He Ming smiled and glanced at both sides. The two leaders bent their heads unconsciously.
Nothing else happened. It seemed that Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei had been accepted by He and Guan. No one dared speak to them on their own initiative. 
Guan didn't show his face until the class was over. When he stood up, Qin Guan realized he was even taller than him.
Compared to him, He Ming looked much more preppy. They parted ways in the parking lot. One of them got in a military car with a plate number "甲A" [1], and the other got in an embassy car [2]. They drove away, leaving smoke behind them.  



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!

"Kind of. This is something between her and my daughter. Although it's between children, and I'm making a mountain out of a molehill by meddling, I only have this one daughter. She was bullied by Lu Man, and I as her father have to help her."
"Alright, I know, don't worry," the principal of the Donghua Academy of Drama said.
After all, Dai Rongcheng's identity was like that. No one was willing to offend Dai Rongcheng because of matters like fairness.
Wasn't it just eliminating Lu Man?
Anyway, he did not really like Lu Man.
After Dai Rongcheng hung up, the principal of the Donghua Academy of Drama contacted Sun Changfang, and Sun Changfang very happily agreed.
Dai Rongcheng then contacted the principal of Donghua Film Academy and Li Lingmei.
Li Lingmei did not care how Li Lingmei did and actually did not like Lu Man that much.
It was just that during the judging, she did not go to the extent of Sun Changfang.
Because of that, she also agreed happily.
As to the National Drama Academy, although Principal Zhang knew about Lu Man and Han Zhuoli's relationship, now that Lu Man was attending the National Film Academy, all the good things were being brought to the National Film Academy.
No matter what he did, Han Zhuoli would not reinvest in the National Drama Academy.
Because of the original love being present, there could grow hate, and this was how Principal Zhang was like too.
Lu Man was now standing on the opposing side of his school, and the one who was most likely to get first was really Lu Man.
Principal Liu did not wish for this honor to go to the National Film Academy, and so, after weighing it a bit, he called Liu Lijin.
Whether Liu Lijin was willing or not, she could only agree.
As for Zhang Guangtao, as a teacher of the National Film Academy, Dai Rongcheng did not go find him.
Of the six judges, he had already contacted three; that was enough.
This meant that Lu Man would need to take only three people's marks to compete with the other's six-people marks.
Lu Man could not win at all.
"Alright, I've already warned people, so don't worry now. Lu Man definitely can't win."
Dai Yiran left happily.
***
Lu Man's mood was quite good. On the other hand, Ni Xue and the others who had yet to compete were under a lot of stress.
And in the end, because of the pressure, when they went to act, they either acted too fiercely or, because of their nerves, they did not perform ideally.
Their acting was even below their normal standards.
Although the National Film Academy students had all succeeded in passing, this was just the preliminaries, and being able to pass it was expected, especially given how their opponents were from universities with weak performing arts programs. Their expectation was not just passing but having much higher results than the basic pass.
Not just winning, they needed to win beautifully!
And in the end, they were all provoked by Lu Man until they had this kind of bad showing.
After the preliminaries, Principal Liu helplessly gathered them to give them a talk.
"You all did not do well this time, did not reach the standard of the school's internal competition." Principal Liu looked at them one by one. "The reason for that, you guys all know very well."
Dong Jingxi and the rest lowered their faces.
But this time, Principal Liu did not give them face.
"You saw Lu Man's results and wanted to compete with her," Principal Liu said.
Lu Man's expression did not change. She was steadily sitting there like it had nothing to do with her.
Principal Liu sweated a bit internally.
Lu Man was brilliant. Her acting skills were good, and it was expected that she would cause stress for the people in the same generation as her.


"Take me in, I'll do anything you want me to!" 

In her previous life, Lu Man is sent to prison after being framed by her step-sister and an asshole. After being released from prison, the only thing that greets her is her mother's tombstone. Seeing the asshole and bitch getting happily along together like one big family with her birth father and step-mother, she sets out to die together with the asshole and her step-sister in fiery flames. 

The moment she opens her eyes again, she finds herself back on the very day she was framed. Resolutely jumping out the window and climbing next door, she seeks refuge from the man occupying the room there. But who would have guessed that the man is the brilliant hunk she has always admired from afar in her past life?

She vows to rub her eyes clean and be more discerning of people. She wants to make everyone who owed her in the past to pay her back! 

"Young Master Han, can you let me hug your other arm too?" 
"Actually, I have one more, do you want it?"
"…" 

That night, Caine stayed with Aura. While Aura tried to explain Keyna's general past from when the two had met, Caine was also sifting through all of the new memories which he had received. From what he could make out, he was in a country which was known as the Sovereign Excelsior Commonwealth, usually referred to as just "the Sovereignty" or the SEC. The name was a rather ironic one, as the country was a kingdom ruled by a monarch, with all the provinces being controlled by a fully fledged nobility system. However, Keyna's memories suggested that these aristocrats actually did hold up the "commonwealth¹" of society.
After all, if they didn't, it would be very difficult for a post-industrial country to remain under the leadership of aristocrats.
That's right. The Sovereignty was a modernized country in most of its land. In fact, many of its commonly used technologies were only just becoming experimental back on earth. Foldable phones, self-driving taxis, and fusion had already become commonplace in this country. Only the Northwestern Unorganized Territories, or just "Northwest Territory", was undeveloped and pseudo-medieval. However, the other four nations on the continent — the Kingdom of Altus, the Amuran Empire, the Republic of Loxia, and the Kingdom of Pierilia — were also at the industrial level of the Northwest Territory. Caine couldn't help but marvel at how utterly weird the world that he had been thrown into was.
Meanwhile, Keyna had been a nightingale, which was a "class" of combatant which was rigorously trained in both physical combat and magic, capable of both silent assassinations and prolonged fighting on a battlefield. Another important characteristic of nightingales was that they were all female, or at least took the appearance of a female. Caine had briefly wondered if he was one of those who merely "took the appearance". However, that thought was quickly dismissed when he saw her memories of childhood.
Speaking of her childhood, apparently Keyna was an adoptive child, born and raised in the supercity known as Nexus Harbor. She had no memory of her birth parents, but she was told that her parents had ran away from the hospital while a nurse was giving her a bath.
<That must have seriously harmed her psyche,> Caine thought.
When she was ten, talent scouts from one of the top universities had visited her school for a set of activities. Keyna had participated on a whim. To everyone's surprise, Keyna managed to break the all-time records for nine of the ten events. Keyna had only found out two years later that the records had been set by some of the most famous fighters in all of the sovereignty's history. The talents scouts had organized for Keyna to be transferred to NexTech's school of Nightingale combat.
Apparently, even among nightingale trainees, Keyna had been extremely talented. She had been the youngest person to develop her own advanced-tier spell not just among nightingales, but among all magic users. When Caine realized this, he felt a huge sense of pressure on his back. He could help but wonder just what he had gotten himself into.
Ultimately, Keyna had transferred through the system into two other universities that had better nightingale programs, obtaining what were effectively bachelor's and master's degrees from the University of Nexus and the Excelsior University at Deora City, respectively.
After obtaining said "master's degree" at 18, Keyna had been assigned by the Nightingale Guild to maintain order in the newly formed Northwest Territory. As such that was where she had lived for the past two-and-a-half years. She would be returning home in the upcoming July.
All in all, Keyna's life was quite colorful, and although the memories still had tons of glaring holes, Caine more or less knew who Keyna was, and how he had to act.
When Caine finished sifting through the memories, Aura actually had not yet finished speaking. As such, he proceeded to listen to what the girl had to say. While he more or less ignored the overlapping parts, other than to confirm what the memories said, he paid close attention to what occurred since that celebration event, which was the last thing Caine "remembered". According to Aura, the Starfire Phoenix Guild had diversified its interests into endeavors such as combat and weapons R&D, town construction and general stores. As such the guild had rebranded as Starfire Phoenix Group, and the organization's management was redistributed.  Since Keyna's disappearance, the most trustworthy of the remaining "mercenaries" had been dispatched to look for Keyna. However, there had been no traces of where she went, up until Caine had randomly walked into Riften, the headquarters of the group.
After Aura finished, Calvin summarized the memories which he had. Aura simply nodded along, and gave a sigh.
"There's a lot more that you don't remember," Aura said. "You told me many times about your life since you were 10, so there's definitely a large gap in that part, to say the least, which is missing. Additionally, with no offense whatsoever, you lost your personality. I guess that'll just have to be slowly rebuilt. Anyways, it's eleven PM. We should sleep."
Aura pointed out the location of a spare bedroom and then brought Caine to the bathroom, where he was left to his own devices. He remembered that he hadn't eaten anything in the nearly seven hours that he was in this world, yet he strangely didn't feel hungry. He carefully undressed for a shower, trying not to touch himself weirdly—it was, after all, someone else's body. Yet, somehow, it didn't feel uncomfortable in the least bit. The redistribution of weight, the lack of a certain body part, and the addition of two rather large ones, all felt rather comfortable and natural. He found that his gait when walking, and many of his unconscious hand movements, were all perfectly aligned with that of a female, which slightly scared him. However, there was nothing he could do about it. Therefore, he figured he might as well accept it for now. Considering that living as Keyna was a pretty good life, Caine decided not to ruin it by thinking too much.
"And since I've decided to embrace it," Caine muttered. "I might as well think of myself as Keyna. It'll reduce mental dissonance."
The last part was Caine trying to persuade himself to not feel guilty about abandoning his old identity.
After taking a quick shower—the building evidently had plumbing installed—*Keyna* got dressed in a spare set of clothes from with her spatial ring. She tossed the dirty clothes into a bin, as Aura had told her to do.
She jumped into bed and quickly fell asleep.

1) commonwealth: archaic definition means "the general good."

Caine had been a fairly ordinary guy for all of his life. With little to focus on other than his grades, Caine thought that the rest of his life would be equally ordinary.
However, that all changed when a mysterious mist filled his school and knocked him unconscious. Waking up in the middle of a dusty crossroad, the first thing he realized was that he wasn't in his original world. The second? He wasn't in his own body. *She* was now a girl!
Join Caine as (s)he travels this unknown land and tries to understand just what happened on that day.

The first day in the basketball camp had passed, and the coaches of the visiting group spent a whole day sitting in the stands watching games.
Actually, it was not a boring experience to watch high-level basketball games at all, even if for a whole day. On the contrary, some felt that they didn't get enough games to watch.
Just like watching video games live, we like it because it is quite a pleasure for us to watch excellent games, especially those high-level ones. If we participate in the games, it would be game over in no time. So it brought satisfaction just by watching those high-level gamers win the game.
The same was for watching basketball training games. We can acquire a great sense of satisfaction from their hard work, especially from the training programs where many athletes train together. It was like a real game.
The layman watched the crowd, and the inner man looked at the doorway. As head coaches, they'd seen the world. Although they were not basketball coaches, they could still acquire some information by analyzing.
For the group of professional coaches, the more they knew about the AP Training Center, the stronger feeling of respect they had. At that time, they were eager to bring their players to this center.
"This is just the first day, and we've already seen such strong training intensity. I bet our high school students would throw up after this kind of training."
"It would be too much for adult athletes, let alone high school students."
"Actually, you must have noticed that plenty of them were not accustomed to the training intensity."
Then, head of the AP Center David Mills appeared again.
"Gentlemen, I guess you've gotten a lot after a whole day's watching," David Mills said. "Today's training is just a simple start; tomorrow's training will be more complex and intense."
"Mr. Mills, I have a question," a coach who could speak fluent English asked. "Don't you think this intense training is too much for high school students? I noticed that everyone was exhausted at the end."
"That is a good question." David Mills smiled and said, "The goal of this basketball training is not only to show their strengths, but also their weaknesses. That is why we set complex training programs."
David Mills continued, "Starting tomorrow, a number of scouts and coaches from university basketball teams will come here in succession. They hope they can know about every athlete, know their strengths and weaknesses."
"Mr. Mills, improving their ability is not one of your goals then?" The coach asked.
After several seconds of consideration, David Mills said, "The goal of most training camps is to improve the skills of their participants, but we are different. We don't charge fees from the athletes. We don't earn any profit. Yet, we have our sponsor, Adidas. For Adidas, what they want is to raise their brand influence, not to train excellent athletes. Strictly speaking, Adidas is the employer, and we are the employees. What we must do is to put their needs first. However, great athletes can improve their skills here, I believe."
The coaches gathered in the McDonald's near the AP Training Center, chewing hamburgers and drinking cola which could be refilled.
"The medium coke is as big as our large coke. But the chicken in the sandwich is too hard to chew."
"This apple pie is good, enjoy yourselves."
"Eating in McDonald's is economical after calculating price. This chicken nugget is as big as two of those in China. I am full after eating only one."
"We must save as much as we can as our budget is limited. I hope we can make the best of it," the deputy bureau director said, wiping his hand with a napkin.
Zhongyi Xu leaned over to Dai Li and said, "I saw a convenience store along the road when I came here. Let's find something to eat in a minute."
"What do they have in American convenience stores? Do they have bread and ham?" Dai Li asked.
Zhongyi Xu had been in America before. He replied in a low voice, "Lots of snacks, instant noodles and doughnuts that can satisfy our hunger."
"I need a bag of instant noodles." Dai Li drank up his coke, stood up and said, "I need to use the bathroom."
At the sink, Dai Li washed his hands and was leaving when he saw a middle-aged black woman staring at him.
Dai Li recognized her immediately because he had seen her several times.
The black woman approached him and greeted him, "Hello, my name is Anne Hampton."　
"Hello." Dai Li replied.
"Are you a member of the foreign visiting group?" Anne Hampton asked.
Nodding his head, Dai Li admitted it.
"Have you been to the Adidas Basketball Training Camp?" Anne Hampton asked continuously.
"Yes." Dai Li nodded his head.
"Are you going there tomorrow?" Anne Hampton asked.
"Yes, I will stay there for another day according to our schedule." Dai Li then asked, "Is there anything that I can help you with?"
"Sir, could you help me record training activities in the Adidas Training Camp?" Anne Hampton took out an old mobile phone.
"Why don't you go yourself? Anybody can go there," Dai Li asked.
"I need to go to three other universities tomorrow. I don't have enough time," Anne Hampton answered.
"Then can you tell me why you want me to do this?" Dai Li asked vigilantly.
Anne Hampton noticed his alarm and said, "Please don't worry. I mean no offense. I just want to record the training and show it to my son. My son should have been at the camp, but he couldn't, for certain reasons."
Anne Hampton spoke fast. Dai Li didn't follow, and he asked her to speak again, then he understood.
"Ma, you are here!" A young black man came over.
The young black man was young, 18 years old, maybe. He was no more than 1.8 meters with short spiky hair. However, he was very strong with obvious muscle lines in his arms. And Dai Li also noticed that there were tattoos on one arm.
"He is my son, Allen Hampton," Anne introduced.
"Allen Hampton! The genius?" Dai Li looked at him and turned on his detector.
The next second, Dai Li was shocked by the result.
S-level basketball talent! S-level football talent! A talent who is S-level for two sports! I haven't seen anyone like him before. What a sports genius!


How could a poor graduate student without any background or connections become successful? With a coaching system? An upgrade? This is not a computer game, but real life we’re talking about!
 
This will be a fantasy based on reality. Dai Li will fight back against all those who would mock and humiliate him with his astonishing and awe-inspiring training skills. From a nobody he’ll try to become the most illustrious coach in the sports world, so join him in proving to everyone who’s the real master here!

The night wind blew the hair on her forehead into a mess, strands of hair fluttering in the wind.
Gu Yanqing had to admit that his little wife's side profile was really beautiful.
Her eyes were clear and limpid, brighter than the stars in the night sky, like gems inlaid in the dark sky.
Her skin was snow-white and tender, emitting a faint pink.
Rows of neon lights by the roadside cast shadows on her face. She looked sad, but the girl who was usually like a tyrant flower suddenly quieted down, like a water lily blooming under the moonlight. She was so beautiful that it was tempting.
Gu Yanqing unconsciously reached out to touch her furry head. "What's wrong? You don't look happy? "
Song Beibei's Chin was still knocking against the car window. She was particularly disappointed. She didn't look at Gu Yanqing and asked, "do you think I'm particularly useless? "
Gu Yanqing was amused. "Why are you asking this all of a sudden? WHO said that you're useless? "
Song Beibei turned around with a rare serious expression. "Gu Yanqing, tell me the truth. Other than relying on my background, I don't have any strength at all. "
Gu Yanqing looked at the person in front of him with a hint of indulgence in his eyes. "Song Beibei, don't you know that relying on your background is also a kind of strength? "
Song Beibei frowned and was a little unhappy. "I'm being serious with you. "
Gu Yanqing said, "I'm also being serious with you. What is your so-called strength? " "A person who wants to build a building doesn't necessarily have to move bricks by himself. There are many kinds of strength in this world. Strength is based on one's own ability, strength is based on one's connections, and strength is based on one's background. So you don't have to worry about these things. Just do what you like and live a happy life. "
After hearing Gu Yanqing's words, Song Beibei understood one thing.
Something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something something.
Song Beibei smiled and let it go.
Gu Yanqing looked at her smile, the corner of his mouth a touch of indulgence, and reached out to rub her head: "You rely on me to eat on the line. "
Song Beibei crossed his eyes: "I rely on you to eat, you rely on what to eat? "
Gu Yanqing looked at song Beibei, raised his eyebrows: "I rely on the face value. "
----- -
The next day, Song Beibei went to school.
The heat of the interview with Gu Yanqing has not died down.
When the magazine was published, it was sold out in an instant. The sales volume broke the record time and time again. The principal was overjoyed and praised them both on the radio
Zhao Dantong and Song Beibei instantly became the two most popular names.
Song Beibei didn't care too much. In fact, her life didn't change much.
In everyone's eyes, the one who truly lived up to her name was Zhao Dantong. She was just lucky.
Zhao Dantong was fought over by many media outlets, but she refused all of them.
Chen Min also resigned from her position as the president of the news agency in advance.
Without a doubt, Zhao Dantong became the president of the news agency.
Under her leadership, the news agency's "man of the wind" became famous all the way. Its popularity was no less than the ACE programs of the big magazines outside. There were even many social elites who took the initiative to book interviews.
Zhao Dantong did not disappoint. Although it was just a campus magazine, it was quite professional and its quality was undeniable. The magazine's sales were getting better and better, and it had even become a successful social specimen of a campus magazine.
All the major universities were trying to imitate it, but none of them could match the height that "people of the wind" had created.
Because after that, Gu Yanqing had never accepted an interview with any magazine.
No one knew why he was so supportive of an unremarkable campus magazine in the first place.
This had simply become a mystery in the media circle.
Time flew by like a white horse.
Amidst the bustle, the first semester of Song Beibei's freshman year was nearing its end.
The arrival of the winter vacation filled the entire campus with a joyful atmosphere of a holiday.
However, the few people in the original dormitory did not look very happy.
Although Song Beibei moved out of the campus dormitory later on,.
She still had a small gathering with the people in the original dormitory every two days and a big gathering every three days. The relationship was not at all estranged. Instead, it became even more intimate.
Moreover, ever since she left, the school did not arrange for new people to come over.
Occasionally, when Gu Yanqing was happy, Song Beibei would apply. Or when that old man was on a business trip, Song Beibei would move into the dormitory openly.
Therefore, over the past six months, the relationship between the few girls had become even stronger.
On the eve of the holiday, the four of them made an appointment to eat Haidilao.
It just so happened that it snowed, and it was a vast expanse of whiteness outside.
However, the hot pot was boiling, and the Red Spicy food floating on it made one's appetite rise.
However, Song Beibei realized that she was the only one in high spirits.
Zhao Dantong's expression was solemn as she looked at her phone from time to time.
Jiang Feifei held her head with one hand and sighed.
Lu Huanzi simply leaned on the table and hummed.
"Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong with you guys? All of you are listless. What are you unhappy about? Tell me and make me happy? "
Jiang Feifei stood up, picked up her chopsticks, and knocked on Song Beibei's head. "You're the only one who's heartless. Song Beibei, why are you so heartless? "
Song Beibei giggled. "come out to eat. You have to be happy. You guys will get indigestion if you do that. "
Zhao Dantong said, "forget it. You guys can eat. I can't eat. "
Jiang Feifei asked, "why? Haven't you received any response from Pearl Group? "
Zhao Dantong shook her head. "No, I don't think there's much hope. "
Song Beibei remembered. A few days before the holidays, Pearl Group was recruiting holiday interns from various universities.
This was an annual practice. Outstanding students would be selected and trained from their first year of university. From then on, they could intern at Pearl group during the winter and summer holidays.
There were ten places every year, but the top universities in the country allocated only one place for each school.
It was the same for a university.
Even so, the elimination rate for each batch was more than 90% .
In other words, even if they became interns at Pearl Group, they might not be able to work at Pearl Group in the future.
Those who could stay were all selected.
Even so, all the students studying media, whether they were freshmen or seniors, were racking their brains to get into Pearl Group.
Not only because of his fame and resources, but also because of the connections and experience it brought.
It was said that even the interns who were eliminated by Pearl Group were the hot commodities of other big media.
In the eyes of the media, Pearl Group was a good opportunity to Gild gold.
There were no less than a hundred people from a university who submitted their resumes to Pearl Group.
If one were to say that Baili Taoyi, this opportunity was indeed slim.
But everyone understood that this spot was probably reserved for the president of the news agency, Zhao Dantong.
Not to mention, her personal ability was extraordinary. A freshman had turned a traditional society into a brand new one, and her reputation was outstanding. Just her resume, the first and only interview of the President of Pearl Group, was her battle record.
Moreover, the outside world also said that she had a deep background and had a good relationship with the president of Pearl Group.
At first, even Zhao Dantong thought so. She was full of confidence and was determined to get this position.
However, until now, she had not received a call from the human resources department.
Winter vacation was about to begin, so she began to worry.
Zhao Dantong said, "Bei Bei, did you really send out my resume? "
Song Beibei nodded. "Yes, I promise. I personally placed it on the HR table and watched her put it into the document bag. "
Zhao Dantong happened to have an important interview the day she applied for the internship. She couldn't go over, so she gave her resume to Song Beibei and brought it with her.
Seeing Song Beibei's promise, she sighed in her heart.
She didn't suspect that Song Beibei didn't send her resume. Besides, other than the resume she submitted that day, Pearl Group also accepted online resumes.
She had already submitted several copies, and it also showed that her resume had been read by HR.
But there was no response.
What was the problem?
Could it be that her qualifications were not enough to become an intern at Pearl Group?
Song Beibei did not mind. "Dantong, don't worry. You're so amazing, you'll definitely be accepted. I'll help you ask around later. "
Zhao Dantong did not take it to heart. "Forget it, don't worry about me. Oh right, where are you going for your internship during the holidays? "
Song Beibei ate her shrimp and said incoherently, "I don't want to intern so early. I'm only a freshman. I want to have fun during the holidays. "
Zhao Dantong rolled her eyes at her, saying that she had no ambition.
Jiang Feifei said, "actually, Beibei is pretty good like this. Do you think everyone is a media maniac like you who wants to intern during your freshman year? "
Zhao Dantong said, "are you still talking about me? Don't you look sad too? "
When she said this, Jiang Feifei couldn't be happy anymore. "When I think about my dad's endless matchmaking after the holidays, I get a headache. "

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

Thinking about her old teacher, He Lixue was feeling rather emotional. Although he was the one who taught her hacking, her style was unique to her, and no one else than she knew how to create these firewalls and other programs that she specialized in.

Even her teacher had never asked for her to teach him, and she could not help but feel grateful. Back then, these codes were what made it possible for her to stay alive, but things were different now. She did not mind teaching it to others, as she was no longer the orphan He Lixue.

Although she was the He Lixue who had been killed overseas, she was also the He Lixue who had been in a coma for three years. 

She had all her memories, and she could remember everything that she had experienced. Everything was so vivid that she knew that she had experienced it. Hence it had changed her personality slightly, and she had become a completely third person — a merge between the two He Lixues. 

Manager Mo, and the others in the department, heard that He Lixue said that she would teach them how to write the code for this firewall, and they were all extremely excited, but when they looked at He Lixue, they saw that she was deep in thought, her brows furrowed, and a hand caressing her chin.

It took her a few moments to realize that they were all looking at her, and she could not help but smile sweetly. "Sorry, I was suddenly thinking about some things," she said with a sweet grin on her face, and the others quickly waved their hands, assuring her that it was completely fine. 

Even if she wanted to cause a fuss, they would let her, because she was able to do something so amazing as this!

And as such, the entire day was spent with He Lixue teaching the differences in their firewalls. She was patient and explained everything in detail, no matter how many times she was asked. 

She would demonstrate and help them from time to time, test their progress, and she quickly realized that the people within the IT Security Department of the Fenghuang Group were immensely skilled. 

Even though Yang Shirou disliked He Lixue, as soon as she saw what they were doing, she gritted her teeth and did everything in her power to learn as quickly as possible. She wanted to get redemption for her embarrassing display the day before.

Seeing her, this serious, He Lixue felt like chuckling. Although Yang Shirou was annoying, she was slightly cute. Her stubbornness was different from most women that He Lixue had encountered before, and seeing that she had no intention of causing problems, He Lixue also taught her a few tricks and tips.

"Don't be too smug," Yang Shirou said to He Lixue, completely ignoring her usual gentle image. She had already destroyed her image as a white lotus, so she might as well be herself at work in the future.

"Although you are better than me now, I am going to learn everything from you, and overtake you in a matter of months!" 

Hearing her words, He Lixue could not help but laugh, and she shook her head. "Then I wish you good luck," she said enigmatically. 

The others who had been listening had been worried that He Lixue would be insulted, but she was way more mature than others her age, and it seemed that she did not at all put Yang Shirou in her eyes.

After teaching them all the methods she had used at the firewall made in the challenge, they were all ecstatic. It felt as if a lot of things became clearer, and problems that had plagued them previously showed signs of a breakthrough. They had gained much from this and seemed to think outside the box for once. 

Although computers were rather rigid with how to create things, there was still space for some creativity. Knowing that they could be creative, all of them began writing their own codes, very different from their usual programs.

Everyone was within the conference room instead of at their individual offices. The reason was that they wanted to discuss with one another, test each other's code, and help each other as a team. 

Everyone was buried in creating programs, and He Lixue was no different. 

Not long ago, she had asked Lu Nanfeng to help her enter the Imperial University so that she could study Computer Science, but she had suddenly taken on a job. 

She knew that when she went to university, she would have to resign, so she wanted to give him a big gift for helping her up until now. She would make the Fenghuang Group's computers into an impregnable fortress. She would ensure that even the best hackers in the world had no chance of launching an attack on this place.

To do this, she had to create a unique security system. She had made it once before and gifted it to her teacher. She did not know exactly what her teacher did as a living, but she knew that it was dangerous and that if someone got hold of information about him, he might be in danger.

Hence she had spent three years creating the security system that he used. Now she had found the second person she wished to help whole heartedly.

Although she had made the program once before, she was not willing to gift Lu Nanfeng a copy, so instead, she continued to develop and change a few things with the security program. As time went by, she was more and more engrossed in writing the code needed for the program.

Release Schedule: 1 chapter a day at random times 

One was the apple in the eye of her parents; the other was an orphan. One was rich and spoiled, the other struggled to survive. 

Both were named He Lixue, and while one encountered a traffic accident that made her lay in a coma for three years, the other was stabbed in her back and died a miserable death alone. 

The orphan woke up in the body of the princess, her mind containing the memories of the body. 

Having gained a second lease on life, He Lixue fought back against the world with relentless fierceness, and she was never giving up. 

Want to make her look bad? Don't worry, even if she had to go down, she would take all her enemies down with her! She swore that she would never let the ones who had caused the accident go free. 

Lu Nanfeng, the most eligible bachelor in the capital, met He Lixue at the sanatorium. 

Here he felt as if he had picked up a small pet, and decided to take care of her. She was innocent, adorable and pitiful, unfortunately his feelings slowly changed from normal adoration to love. 

He was stubborn and used to having things his way, so he brought her home, but who would have guessed that the woman would be unmoved, even when he used his own body to seduce her.

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- "Well, how is the trip a dumb thing, why did you stay there so long"? Aunt Feruzeh said with a note of anger.

"Why didn't you even call, didn't answer calls, yours must worry?"

"You didn't even call them when you arrived in town, you idiot," said the aunt.

"Go and call!" Aunt screamed at Dara.

Dara was dumbfounded, and why was this aunt yelling at him, he was young, did not understand that they were worried about him, although he was no longer a child, he was still a baby for his parents.

Dara returned five minutes later, with a embarrassed face, Barno thought with a smirk, "Cousin must have gotten from both Aunt Banu and Uncle Parviz and from grandmother Aba Biya with grandfather! Firuz!"

They lived in the house of an average aunt. Grandfather and Grandmother had their own house, it was on the same site with the average daughter. Since they lived in the same quarter, the old people visited each month for each of their children.

Echidna, Barno, could not restrain herself and loudly laughed - Hihihihihi!

"Well, that got stick from Grandparents!"

"And Aunt Banu, she will still be chewing on you for two or even three days!"

Barno said.

What she immediately got from Aunt Feruzekh.

"Stupid girl, how dare you laugh at my little sister!"

"Go better help set the table!"

"So the guests will look at you, and think that you are sharp on the tongue and rumors will go that you are that spiteful girl, the grooms will bypass our house!" Aiming at himself an imaginary rigor with a smile, Aunt Feruzekh noticed.

Barno, with a flushed face, ran into the kitchen. Thus, Aunt Feruheh defused the situation.

The whole crowd of drivers and travelers went to wash their hands and then eat.

On the table there were already steaming large bowls with meat broth seasoned with potatoes, carrots, turnips, onions, celery root and large pieces of lamb on the bones. With finely chopped dill and celery leaves. Sour cream was in large bowls on the table right there, black bread is a legacy from the culinary preferences of the second empire. In Asia, it is usually not customary to eat brown bread, eat tortillas, but in Small Ahn, there was a mixture of European and Eastern traditions.

Barno, sat down at the table the same way, the sleepy cousin Shadydy left the room, he arrived late from the university, was busy writing an article on his work. Shady was writing a doctoral dissertation.

In Small-An, a two-stage system of obtaining degrees was adopted. Candidates of Sciences, and then Doctor of Sciences. After if the doctor taught, he was awarded the Professor. During the second empire - obtaining the title of professor, it took at least six months or even a year. But with gaining independence from the empire, Small-An began to assign the title of professor literally 3-4 days after the date of application for the assignment of the title.

Sometimes it was possible to see a very young doctor of sciences at the age of 25 at the university. This was due to the fact that the reforms of higher education also affected Small-An.

Because of this, a couple of years ago, the degree system was changed from the imperial Prussian system to the American one, but with its own local characteristics. And she became single-stage - just defended Ph.D. 

But they were already considered doctors of science. They immediately became professors, they managed to get two or three educations. In economics, law and information. Just getting a bachelor's degree. Some of the wealthy families that came from large clans or former political bosses sent their children and grandchildren to study at foreign universities in the EU, USA, UK and Singapore. Those that were poorer gave their children to foreign branches of universities in Small-An. They studied for two years in Small Ahn and two years in China or Turkey. Training was free.

Having received a master's degree or a Ph.D. there, they went through nostrification in Small-An ... and then went to work in those countries where they studied.

Then they came to Small-An, and began to implement the rules that were in those countries in which they studied. But these implementations were not systemic in nature. Therefore, we tried this, this or that. As a result, this did not affect the education of Small-An very well. Until finally it was not put in order, returning to the system of the second empire. And just Shady, now was going to defend a good work on the history of the Silk Road. He was very thoughtful, demanding of himself, a scientist. He was offered an easier way to become a candidate of sciences - a doctor, but he refused. Considering that this will not bring him any benefit as a scientist or science. He was told that he was too whispering to live, you need to be able to step over your beliefs and morality, then you can achieve great results.

But like the whole Mirza-Bobo family, Shady strove to follow an honest path, a path of enlightenment. The doctoral work and position obtained in such an easy way was a burden for him. Not honestly received, then you will be responsible to your soul

The second version. 

Agriculture is a very interesting activity. Like the sale of products. Not to mention the cooking, healing cooking. The development of tourism. 


All this will be in this novel. Perhaps the continuation of the first novel, but not a fact.

What is the story about? The story of a graduate student who decided to become a farmer. He sold his apartment and started to run his business with the money he received. Farm, online shop, farm shop. Decided to sell organic food.

Who is this guy? Former student of the Faculty of History. His relatives are historians and artisans, scientists. Great-grandfather Farmer. Grandfather - oriental sweets manufacturer. His ancestor ... Dara is the hero of another novel "'Jiang' Magic Coin" ...

What happens to him? He finds magic coins that have already become a magic entity, he has an all-powerful system. The main character does not immediately use it ...

Why should I care? It is interesting. But not at once. Not from the first pages, there is interesting historical information, there is an understanding of everyday life, traditions, oriental subtleties of doing business.

Almost reality but in a fantastic wrapper.

Pros - good content, many different historical facts about the Silk Road, Eastern Trade, Household reflections on politics and economics, there are interesting ideas for organizing your own business in tourism and farming.

Cons - bad form, that is, the text of the novel is rough, grammar and syntax is lame. There are mistakes.

Overall assessment of the story if to be objective:

Writing Quality - 2 stars
Stability of Updates - 4 stars (3-4 times per week from 500 to 3000 words for one chapter)

Story Development - 4 stars
Character Design - 3 stars
World Background - 3 stars

Overall result: Who wants to learn new things about farming and about the world after the Cold War, who is interested in the first place content, can be sure that he/she will not waste his/her time in vain.

Whoever likes the good form of the syllable, he/she can immediately leave, having pulled his hat, striking his/her horse sideways with spurs, plunge into the depths of the prairie.


Tags - Farming, Cooking, Health, Folk Medicine, Magic, History


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This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

A man living in the future died unjustly and was reincarnated in a fantasy world where modern science and magic co-exist.

How will he survive armed with his powers and system gifted by a benevolent God?

Are there others like him? Can he go and visit his old world? What lies beyond the stars?

Note: The first 6 years will be fast. The story really begins once he reached 7 years old. The novel is written to explain his experiences, feelings, and thoughts, how through time, he starts to change his outlook and beliefs, influenced by the beings around him, and how they are also influenced by him.

First volume: 3 parts (roughly 200-250 chapters??)
Second volume: 5-8 parts (roughly 350-600 chapters??)
Third Volume: 5 parts (roughly 350-450 chapters??)
Fourth Volume: 3-5 parts (roughly 250-350 chapters??) Will probably end here.

Some milestones:
Top 100 power stones ranking: 4 bonus chapters
Top 90: 5 bonus chapters
Top 60: 6 bonus chapters
Top 10: 8 bonus chapters
Top 9 to 2: 9 bonus chapters
Top 1:12 bonus chapters

20 reviews - 2 bonus chapters [Complete]
50 reviews - 3 bonus chapters
100 reviews - 5 bonus chapters

300 Collections and a total of 10 reviews: 3 Bonus Chapters [Complete]
400 Collections and a total of 20 reviews: 5 Bonus Chapters [Complete]
500 Collections and a total of 25 reviews: 7 Bonus Chapters
1000 Collections and a total of 50 reviews: 10 Bonus Chapters

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