Five minutes after the attack of Man City.

 Woo-young's playmaking was slowly taking effect.

 There have already been several attacks, but the gap was not enough to score.

 'The pass was a little long.'

 Wolverhampton's defense was pretty good.

 The problem was that it was shaken over time, but it was famous for playing very solid defense in the first half.

 That was the hallmark of Wolverhampton.

 'Then let's go another way.'

 So Ho Young decided to change the style of play.

 [Once again, Man City gets the ball.  Yaya Toure's forward pass.  Woo Ho Young receives.]

 [Kal Henry at the same time!]

 Fuzzy!

 Either or not, Ho-young defended the ball, backing Henry's fight.

 At the same time, the ball was pulled between the legs and out of pressure.

 [Woo-young, I'm trying to break through!]

 Opportunities arose instantly.

 The second line reached the center of the second line.

 You could pass to Adebayor, open the shooting angle and hit the mid-range.

 But this was not predicted.

 Fuzzy!

 "큭."

 191 centimeters huge.

 Defender Richard Stearman came in from the side and pushed back.

 Not a fight, just pushed into the body level was pushed.

 At the very least, Ho-young responded quickly, and if not, he might have been injured.

 Beep!

 [Richard Steerman is shown a yellow card.  It was so intense.]

 Adebayor nearby came hurriedly and set up a revival.

 "OK?!"

 "Yes."

 "thank God.  Such a bastard.  I will take revenge. "

 Adebayor made a nasty impression and stared as if to kill Steerman.

 "It's okay.  You can win the game. "

 Ho-young said that after free kicking, he swept a non-rotating shot.

 But unfortunately, because of the slight defensive wall scored did not come out.

 This time it was Steerman.

 [Oh, the good flow is sinking again.  Unfortunately.]

 The atmosphere was strange at the moment.

 It peaked about five minutes later, when Wolverhampton took a corner.

 Beep!

 [Alas ... Adebayor eventually crashes into an accident.]

 Adebayor, who was marking Steerman during the ball race, cast a kick and hit Steerman's butt.

 And I was caught by the referee.

 He had revenge in his own way, but the problem was that the method was a long way off.

 Beep-

 The decision was of course a penalty kick.

 What was more spectacular was his response.

 "Young.  I did it. "

 "······."

 Laughing huryeonyyeon exposed to the same fellow feels eerie.

 One of his nicknames.

 The winner.

 A compound word of 'de'bayor and the' lion ', which is sometimes nicknamed as letting go of a mental line to be a merciless man.

 I wanted to do it, but there was no regret.

 "Young, no one will mess with you now.  Then ask back. "

 Ho-young lost something to say.

 I stared at his back proudly.

 [Emanuel Adebayor]

 Talent

 Goddess' chewy muscle (U)

 Fantastic personality (S-)

 Balanced Body Balance (A + 3)

 -Space penetration (A + 2)

 -(View more)

 (If you meet the conditions, you can find one talent.)

 (S grade or above can be coveted only if the hidden condition is achieved.)

 (Condition 1: At the same time start the contest)

 (Condition 2: Record 3 Attack Points)

 (Condition 3: Win the Game)

 (Hidden condition: open when one or more talents are explored)

 'You were so crazy.'

 His heart was grateful but he could not defend his actions unconditionally.

 In addition, Wolverhampton scored the first goal after a successful penalty.

 [This is unusual.  Wolverhampton lead one to zero.]

 [Adebayor, I was so excited today.  No matter how much Woo Woo-young's fan needs to distinguish between the ball and the ball in the field.]

 [I can't predict how the game will flow over this.]

 "after."

 It was a situation that showed Man City to be a very unstable team.

 10 to 11.

 It was a very unfavorable fight.

 In addition, there was no goal to finish the attack.

 'I can't help it.'

 Hoyoung approached Hovenue and said,

 "Hobinyu, lead the playmaking."

 "I?"

 Robin's eyes widened.

 I felt strange.

 Is the best playmaker in history taking charge of playmaking?

 There was a smile in my mouth.

 But Robin replied with a smile.

 "Hmm.  Yes, what.  Let's do it. "

 Thus, the two came to breathe in an unexpected way.

 "Good.  Then let's start with the situation first. "

 "What's the situation?"

 "From now on, please move as much as possible to my signal."

 Woo Ho-young's command began.

 After Adebayor was sent off, the atmosphere was untidy.

 "That crazy child.  If you forget, you'll hit an accident. "

 It was clear that Adebayor ate a steerman, but it wasn't a positive thing to ruin the game.

 It was the worst.

 "You're not going to lose this way."

 "Speak a word.  Your opponent is Wolverhampton. "

 "Yes, it won't be.  It can't be ....

 The fans believed the team.

 It was very disadvantageous for one player to be sent off in the first half, but the opponent was the league's weakest Wolverhampton.

 Woo-young's Man City is tired of such a team at home.

 [No matter how many Man City you have, you should never let go of Wolverhampton.  Man City's camp still has strong players.]

 [That's right.  On the left and right sides are Avenue and Sean Wright-Phillips, while Gareth Barry and Yaya Toure stand in the midfield.  And Woo-young is still at the center.  For Wolverhampton we should never be vigilant.]

 'It's still disadvantageous.'

 Wolverhampton manager Mick McCarthy was the same.

 No, I couldn't, but I couldn't.

 The match was one-on-one, but now it was time to focus more.

 'It's time to get defensive.'

 Mick McCarthy.

 He was a self-proclaimed director who knows Woo Ho-young well.

 Woo-Young had been interested since the destruction of Guardiola's Tikitaka two or three years ago, and he has been observing his play ever since.

 His playmaking helped me a lot in researching tactics.

 'Usually, in this case, the amount of activity is greatly increased to overcome the numerical deficit.  Then get a score and let him dry from there.  Opponents who have collapsed mentality are shattered. '

 Thorough analysis.

 'As long as there is Woo Ho-young on the other side, pretend tactic changes are rather poisonous.  You have to build your defense defensively and change your tactics later. '

 Don't be fooled.

 It was the only way to get one victory point.

 Mick McCarthy was instructed to change the formation first.

 And after focusing and analyzing Woo-young's play, I was going to respond with the best tactics.

 [Wolverhampton's formation will change.  Karl Henry goes down to the third line in the midfield.  Powers up the line with David Edwards.  This put two defender midfielders on Wolverhampton's side.  It's 5-4-1 large.]

 [To protect the five bags completely.]

 Commentary was right.

 Wolverhampton took on an extreme defense as they settled down the line as a whole.

 Even Kevin Doyle, one of the top saws, went down to the midfield and actively participated in his back fight.

 The ultimate physical strength was Wolverhampton after all, in the midst of the intention to buy time to catch up like a water ghost.

 "They are excited now.  We have to play a little dirtyer than it is now. "

 "Kevin!  Strong pressure from the front! "

 "Henry and Edwards is in charge!"

 "I don't see any accreditations!"

 "Hang Woo Young's playmaking as much as possible!"

 The players burned their will and increased momentum.

 Pharmacy Rebellion.

 How beautiful is this?

 There was nothing they could not say.

 But maybe, today did not seem to be that day.

 [···Ah!]

 [Manchester City formation is changing.  Woo Young goes to the forefront, filled with Yaya Toure.]

 The formation was 4-2-3-1 and was changed to 4-1-3-1.

 Instead of a defense, the attack power was greatly enhanced.

 This is what Mick McCarthy predicted.

 Ho-young, however, puts the variable to the forefront as if to ridicule Mick's tactics.

 [Extreme attack.  To score as many goals as possible before the end of the first half.]

 [But Wolverhampton is strengthening the midfield.  What's more, Manchester City is in poor numbers, so how can you fight back?  Currently there is only one Gareth Barry in the middle of Man City.]

 Gareth Barry was a great housekeeper in charge of the team's iniquities.

 But it was not enough to cover the midfield.

 but.

 [Woo Young goes to the 2nd line from the front!  At the same time Toure and Sean Wright-Phillips are going down to the midfield!]

 [Amazing.  It's like looking at a transformation robot.]

 Conductor of the battlefield.

 As Ho-young's gestures were, the players anomalously moved, creating an esoteric formation.

 First, Ho Young took the second line alone.

 In the meantime, Toure and Sean Wright-Phillips descended into the midfield and joined in a back fight, bringing the ball directly.

 The ball was delivered to Hovenue.

 Hoyoung and Gareth Barry helped back and forth to make the process smooth.

 [Very flexible and creative thinking.  It's like Manchester City overlooking the stadium.  Is it Manchini's skill?]

 [I do not know.  At least I don't think it's the director's style.]

 [Then, too ...]

 [This is it again.]

 Although not exactly what Ho Young thought, the team moved the wolverhampton's formation as they moved.

 Dense spider webs seemed to be torn into pieces.

 'Nonsense.'

 Mick denied his view.

 I could not believe it.

 There are 10 opponents.

 However, I did not understand why it is possible to seize the middle and second lines at the same time.

 They were taking numerical advantage from time to time with anomalous and creative movements.

 It was like a wave that could not be caught by hand.

 'how?'

 Woo Young.

 This time too he was.

 He made his way slowly and leisurely by crossing the two lines from the front and adjusting the flow.

 Activity, Pass, Tension, Positioning, Speed.

 All that had to do was erase the existence of Henry and Edwards.

 'How the hell can you do that?  All judgments are running smoothly. '

 Mick finally realized.

 Far from getting to know Woo Ho-young, the important thing was that he didn't even know 'Ual-mok'.

 And it was arrogance and vigilance.

 But it's too late to revert.

 The intensity of the wave grew stronger and it soon came to me.

 "Young!  Infiltrate! "

 Hovenue's playmaking was the moment.

 Tak, Tak!

 As the gears snapped in, the pass went several times, creating a decisive opportunity in the blink of an eye.

 Hovenue's breakthrough continued.

 [Hovinho beats Kevin Foley on the left side.]

 [I'm digging into the center as it is!]

 His playmaking was enough to shake Wolverhampton's defense.

 At the same time, Woo-young Woo changed her career and attempted to penetrate into the empty space.

 It was a perfect location that I could not give you a pass.

 However.

 'no.'

 Hovenue did not pass immediately.

 [Hobinyu!  Hovenue continues to drive in!]

 [Steerman runs and leaves the cover!  You have to decide quickly !!]

 Attention to the end attracted the defenders, only to leave the ball off the tip.

 It was a pass, not a shoot.

 widely!

 In front of the door.

 While everyone was sold to Hoffinho's dribble, Ho Young, who was standing in front of the goal with no mark chance, caught the ball.

 Perfect scoring opportunity to close your eyes.

 In the meantime, Ho Young opened his eyes and shot exquisitely.

 Cheongung!

 It was a tie in 30 minutes.

 [Go oh oh oh!

 [League's League No. 3 Goal!  Thank you for waiting!  Man City finally makes a score!]

 I waited so long.

 But I no longer had to wait.

 Woo-young and Ho-binyu's breathing got better, and the chance of getting shorter and shorter.

 Moreover, in the second half, Chemie exploded.

 No, rather than a chemistry, it was a painting that fits one side as much as possible.

 Regardless of how Robinho plays the playmaking, Ho-young takes the opportunity from the foot and scores it.

 At the end of the second half, there was a baseball score on the scoreboard.

 And.

 Beep!

 Despite hard work, Wolverhampton was humiliated and defeated.

 The result is 6: 3.

 It was a hot game that fans had been hoping for.

 [Manchester City secures three points with four goals from Woo Woo-young.]

 [Incredible.  It's League 6 goal in two games.  It is a proven game that Woo Ho-young can be the EPL score king.

 [That's right.  In addition, we were able to confirm that Woo Ho-young and Ho-binyu's breathing are getting better.]

 Yes.

 Hoyoung was able to regain his relationship with Hovenue a little through this game.

 There was something else gained.

 [Covets the chewy muscles of Goddebal]

 [Gatdebal's chewy muscles (U) and black leopard's elastic muscles (U) succeeded in synthesizing.]

 [Covets lively muscles (W)]

 'right.'

 The working time combined with W is only one week.

 It was a very meaningful talent.

 Wasn't that true?

 In order to safely go beyond the limits of human beings, the body must be the foundation.

 'I like a good start.'

 In addition, I heard that David Silva's recruiting case was well resolved before the match began.

 This saves Shaun Wright-Phillips a winger.

 Placing David Silva on the side and moving it centrally seemed to give you the picture you wanted.

 And then ...

 'I need a winger, an attacking midfielder and a replacement member who can handle the attacker.'

 I have already heard that other players are working on it.

 But he couldn't be sure if he would come to Man City.

 He was already a peak player.

 That afternoon in Milan, Italy.

 A visitor came to the vice-president's office in AC Milan.

 "Galiani, I'm here."

 "Oh, come and sit down."

 Galliano greeted him with a dark look.

 As usual, he had a very serious face.

 "I'm sorry to call you up so suddenly.  I think I should tell you right away. "

 "Well, is it a weekly problem?"

 "I would have called your agent."

 In other words, it's a big issue that goes beyond that.

 Gaulani did not turn around and took out the subject immediately.

 "There's an offer for you in Manchester City."

 "!"

 It was a promising suggestion that he was just hanging the bench as the foam dropped.

 "Hmm······."

 He pondered for a while and soon opened his mouth.

 "Okay, let's listen to City's suggestion."

 Then he showed his gums and smiled.

 'Sitira will be fun later this year.'

Woo Hoyoung has returned to the past and gained the ability to steal the abilities of others!

His goal is to now become the greatest soccer player to have ever existed.

The reporter who had asked Mourinho at the press conference if he was worried about playing against Twain was clearly prescient. While the media in Manchester were still hyped about the aftermath of the Manchester Derby, the media in Nottingham and elsewhere had already promoted the final battle between Tony Twain and Mourinho.
"Mourinho has never won against Tony Twain during his time as a manager."
Such a record, which greatly embarrassed Mourinho, was once again rummaged through and retrieved from a dust-covered heap of waste paper, to the extent that people who saw the record had a sense of déjà vu. They felt like they had gone back to nine years ago. At the time, the clash between Twain and Mourinho for two games in a season was a unique sight in the Premier League.
Ever since Mourinho was ousted from Chelsea by Abramovich, such a showdown between two madmen had not been seen again. Later in the European tournament, Twain and Mourinho also played against each other but Twain still had the upper hand. It just too difficult to encounter each other in the European arena. During this time, the fight between Mourinho and Nottingham Forest was also in the mix. It was not just a feud between Mourinho and Tony Twain.
What the media were interested in was purely the showdown. It was a battle that belonged only to Tony Twain and Mourinho.
What kind of sparks could fly when two unruly self-important managers collided together?
It was something to look forward to.
Now that the scene was back in the Premier League, how could the media not be excited?
The media was extremely anticipant. Even the record of the two men's first game had been analyzed again to give fans a renewed look at their feud.
"...It is said that Tony Twain had always tried to ask Mourinho to have a drink together after a game, but Mourinho always turned down the invitation. No one knew why he refused, but Twain finally made it happen. Before the World Cup in Brazil, they had a drink together as respective guest commentators for their national television stations. No one knew exactly what the situation was, and no one saw them drinking together. Twain himself revealed it in his autobiography, but did not provide any more details..."
"What is the relationship between Tony Twain and Mourinho? They're opponents... or maybe it is more appropriate to say they are rivals. Their only goal after they met was to beat and crush each other. However, one scene still haunts me: when Mourinho left Chelsea, the reporters rushed to ask Twain what he thought of the incident, and Twain uttered a swear word for Abramovich the moment he opened his mouth. It was a real shock to everyone at the time. People thought Twain would be happy to lose a strong enemy..."
"Therefore, a friendship between men is one of the most puzzling things. If someone were to ask Mourinho, do you plan to make any allowances for Tony Twain in the last game of his coaching career? I'm sure Mourinho would definitely answer, I'll give him a defeat."
That was the way it was.
Indeed, a reporter did ask Mourinho. He caught hold of Mourinho at Carrington's training base and threw the question out.
"Tony Twain will retire from professional football completely at the end of the season. Do you have anything to say about losing such an opponent?"
Mourinho replied, expressionless, "I will use his defeat as a farewell gift to him."
　　※※※
"That's cold..." Twain clicked his tongue, holding a newspaper.
However, he did even better. When reporters asked what he would do to Mourinho, he stated that it was not the time to talk about Mourinho and Manchester United because they still had one more game before that and their opponent would be Wolverhampton Wanderers Football Club. Wolverhampton Wanderers have already secured a relegation spot and would be in the English Football League Championship next season. In the face of such an easy opponent to overcome, Twain still implied that they were more important than Manchester United, which was the highest level of contempt for the enemy, not taking the opponent into account at all.
Was Twain really not taking Manchester United seriously? If it was really so, he would never have won so many honors. Strategic contempt for the opponent and tactical emphasis on the opponent were Twain's methods.
He was just using this to engage in psychological warfare with Mourinho. As for whether it was effective, he did not care. Mourinho was also an expert at psychology, and Twain did not put stock into it. He still had to rely on tactics to deal with Manchester United and Mourinho.
Wolverhampton Wanderers Football Club was relegated early and they lacked fighting spirit in the last two rounds. Although it was an away game, it was predicted to be an effortless victory for the Forest team. Such an opponent was not worth too much thought. As a result, Twain's focus had been on dealing with Manchester United these two weeks.
Mourinho's Manchester United team did not have a sole feature like Wenger's Arsenal. The impression that Arsenal had given people for more than two decades was that its offense was natural and unforced, complex and diverse as well as delightful to watch. However, they were slightly inferior in confrontations and combat, which was the reason why they were not as good as Manchester United in terms of winning championships. On the other hand, Manchester United had continued to use Ferguson's style, with a greater emphasis on physical confrontation and speed in on-ground attacks. They were more balanced and comprehensive than Arsenal.
They had very few shortcomings many strengths. Such a team was seasoned and had a lot of experience. The players had a tenacious fighting spirit and would not give up easily. They would not be complacent just because they were ahead, nor would they lose hope quickly because they were trailing behind.
Such an opponent was the most difficult to deal with.
Nottingham Forest's style was enough to restrain Arsenal, but not Manchester United.
This game would be a real meeting of force with force. If Twain did not want his last game to be messed up by Mourinho, he would have to work hard.
　　※※※
Twain was preparing for his last game, while Mourinho was trying to get his two players to evade the penalty of suspension, at least during the game against Forest. He decided to appeal to the English Football Association to buy some time. According to the English Football Association rules, a player who had been shown a red card during a match did not automatically start a suspension, but the suspension would only take effect after being examined and verified by the Football Association.
As long as the Manchester United Football Club appealed, it could be delayed. It was just that a delay of two weeks was… unlikely.
Mourinho did not care. He just wanted to appeal and drag it out a little.
At the same time, as a good manager, he could not put all his eggs in the appeal basket. He had to be prepared to play against Nottingham Forest in the away challenge without Rooney and Evans.
If it had been the Nottingham Forest team of half a season ago, he would not be wasting his time on it. Now it was different. He would definitely not underestimate this particular Nottingham Forest team. In front of people, he always appeared to refuse to bow down to Tony Twain, but in his heart, he did not dare to take Twain lightly.
Strength counted for a lot in the football world. The best way to prove one's strength was to gain victories and win trophies. A manager who had won 16 important trophies within 15 years absolutely could not be taken lightly.
Mourinho was not stupid. He knew it was not easy to beat Tony Twain's team. Therefore, he was extra careful.
What were the strengths of Nottingham Forest? What were its weaknesses? How had their condition been in the last few rounds of the league tournament? How was the situation with the team's injuries? Had the mentality of the players changed with the approach of the end of the season? Did Tony Twain's announcement that he was retiring make a deep-seated impact on the players?
These questions hovered in Mourinho's mind and he needed to figure them out.
He was already well aware of Nottingham Forest's strengths and weaknesses, having played against this team for so many years. He also understood Tony Twain very well. How could he not? However, knowing the strengths and weaknesses of the other side did not mean that he knew how to deal with them.
Fortunately, he still had two weeks.
　　※※※
As the league tournament drew to a close, a lot of people had things to do. Some people were busy making a last-ditch effort for the season's goals, either to win the title or to secure a spot in the league. While others were trying to get a good ranking and obtain a bigger share of the broadcast fees after the league tournament ended.
Some others were thinking about their next season.
Dunn was among the last group.
Two days ago, after Nottingham Forest defeated West Ham United by 2:0 in an away game, he received a call from someone claiming to be Evan Doughty, the chairman of the Nottingham Forest club.
Just listening to the voice, Dunn could tell if this man was really Evan Doughty. He had not had any contact with the Forest club for seven years, so it was understandable if he could not recall Evan Doughty's voice. However, he believed the man was the chairman of the Forest Club, as Twain had once told him that Nottingham Forest would contact him during this period to discuss a matter about a contract.
It was just that he did not think it would be the Nottingham Forest club chairman who personally contacted him...
Could Evan Doughty be putting on a show of courtesy? Or was Tony's influence at Nottingham Forest so great that even the club chairman had to show him some face?
Dunn did not want to delve into the issue. It was none of his business. Since Evan Doughty had called, it meant that it was time to think hard about the matter of leaving Notts County and returning to Nottingham Forest.
Actually, Evan Doughty remained skeptical about Dunn. However, he was somewhat hopeful since he was a candidate that Twain had strongly recommended. After all, he still believed in Twain's vision.
They could not speak properly on the phone, and besides, such an important matter had to be discussed face to face.
Evan Doughty and Dunn arranged a time to meet alone and talk.
After all, Evan would have to listen to Dunn's thoughts on the Nottingham Forest team and find out about Dunn's plans to see if he could put the Forest team's future in the hands of a young coach who had yet to achieve any outstanding results thus far.
Although he listened to Twain, he was not a fool without a brain.
If Dunn could really come up with something to his satisfaction, then signing Dunn on would be fine. As for the Notts County team... he would just give some compensation. Anyway, a manager's compensation was not high. Nottingham Forest would still be able to afford the money.
After he agreed to meet Evan Doughty, Dunn ended the call. He began to think about how he could say goodbye to Notts County. After all, it gave him a stable platform to build the team according to his own ideas. They gave him seven years. No matter how terrible the results were initially, he was not pushed out of the manager's position. It was impossible for him to have no feelings for Notts County.
However, he had to pursue a larger stage and a wider sky. The ceiling above his head was not his goal. Tony understood him and thus had given him such an opportunity. He could prove himself again on a bigger stage, lead the Forest team to regain its lost glory and dignity, but also to seek the dream long buried in his heart...
Notts County still ranked in the middle of the English Football League Championship this season, with no hope of promotion. Moreover, the Notts County club's top echelon seemed to have no intention of promotion. To them, the current results were already quite good. Without the support of external funds, it could only position itself at this spot.
Since the club had no ambitions, he would go his own way.
　　※※※
Pierce Brosnan sat in an office that belonged to him alone. He was thinking about the game in two weeks' time. It would be Tony Twain's retirement game, so reporting on such a highly publicized game would be a challenge.
Many media people were currently focused on the game. If he did not have an incisive point, how could he stand out among such a fierce news competition? Moreover, print media obviously had a disadvantage as compared to television and online media.
Tony Twain was leaving, and the Nottingham Evening Post had curated a special issue. Brosnan was the editor of the topic. He needed to coordinate the staff and resources to strive to make this the best issue he could.
First, however, he needed to identify a theme and an angle. In what way could he delve deeper into the report to achieve the most desired effect?
He simply let his hand go off the keyboard, got up and walked to the bookcase. He began to flip through the materials in there – past issues of the Nottingham Evening Post. He hoped to be able to find some useful materials from them.
When he flipped open the newspaper, a familiar headline caught his eye.
"We Were Raped!"
It was only then that he realized what edition he had pulled. He looked at the date: January 4, 2003. It was the first time he and Twain first took the stage...
Tony Twain in the photograph was still young. The bossy and domineering character was already faintly visible in the position of his eyebrows. Who knew at the time that such a young rookie with shocking language could become the best manager in England's history?
The people and the things of that year...
Brosnan had a sudden flash of inspiration.
Why should he just produce one issue?
How could a single issue be enough to describe Tony Twain's course over the past 15 years?
Brosnan felt that no matter how skilled the reporters who wrote and described Twain's experience were, it would not be as impressive as Twain's own account.
All he had to do was dig out every step that Twain had taken over 15 years and present it to the readers. Then he would let them follow the topic of every issue and reminisce on the ups and downs of the past 15 years together.
It would be sufficient. The "chronicles" of Twain in every upcoming issue would certainly become valuable material worthy of collection.


This is a story about the pursuit of victory.

— "I subscribe only to the theory of victory. I only pursue victory. As long as I am able to obtain victory, I don’t care if it’s total football or counterattack. What is the ultimate goal of professional soccer? In my opinion, it is victory, and the pinnacle of victory is to become the champions. I am a manager. If I don’t wish to lose my job or be forgotten by the people, there’s only one path for me to take, and that is to lead the team in obtaining victories, in obtaining championship titles!”

The main character was not well-liked by people.

— “⋯We conducted a survey which had been deemed by Manager Tony Twain as extremely meaningless. In a random street survey conducted, ninety-three percent of those surveyed chose the option ‘I hate Tony Twain’, while only seven percent chose the option ‘This person is rather decent, I like him’. It is worth noting that nobody chose the option ‘Who is Tony Twain? I don’t know him’. Mark, do you know why Manager Twain felt that our survey was very meaningless?” Parker, a reporter from <The Daily Telegraph> laughed loudly and said when he was being interviewed by BBC.

But there were also people who were madly in love with him.

— “⋯ Became the spokesperson of world-wide famous clothing brands, shot advertisements, frequented the fashion industry’s award ceremonies, endorsed electronic games, has a supermodel girlfriend. His earnings from advertisements exceed his club salary by seventeen times, owns a special column in various print medias, publishing his autobiography (in progress), and is even said that he is planning to shoot an inspirational film based off his own person experiences! Who can tell me which part of his life experiences is worthy of being called ‘inspirational’? Hold on⋯. Are you all thinking that I’m referring to David Beckham? You’re sorely mistaken! I’m talking about Manager Tony Twain⋯.”

He was very knowledgeable about Chinese soccer.

— “⋯ I’ve heard about it, that Bora gifted four books to his manager Mr. Zhu before your country’s national team’s warm up match. After which, the team lost 1:3 to a nameless American team from Major League Soccer. The new excuse that Mr. Zhu gave for losing the match, was that Bora gifted “books” (‘books’ and ‘lose’ are homophones in the Chinese language). Here, I recommend that you guys find out what that one specific book is. Which book? Of course the one that caused you all to score a goal. After that, tell me the title of the book. Before every match, I will gift ten copies of that same book to you. In that case, won’t you all be able to get a triumphant 10:0 win over your opponents every time?” An excerpt taken from Tony Twain’s special column in a certain famous Chinese sports newspaper.

"Pertandingan memasuki 10 menit terakhir. Nottingham Forest, yang tidak berada di stadion kandang mereka, memiliki skor imbang 3:3 dengan lawan mereka. Kedua tim telah bermain cepat hari ini dimana lima gol telah dicetak di paruh pertama pertandingan! Di menit ke-66, Ipswich mengubah skor menjadi imbang."
"Kabar buruk baru saja masuk bagi Forest dari Rotherham United. Satu gol dicetak Wolverhampton Wanderers FC dalam pertandingan tandang mereka melawan Rotherham United, dan pertandingan yang membosankan itu akhirnya menunjukkan tanda-tanda kehidupan. Tapi, ini adalah kabar yang sangat buruk bagi Forest. Kalau skor imbang ini tetap bertahan hingga akhir pertandingan, akan ada selisih lima poin antara Forest dan Wolverhampton."
"... Tapi kembali pada apa yang terjadi di sini... oh yeah! Bola masuk! Marlon Harewood! Ini adalah gol pertamanya hari ini dan gol ke-21nya untuk musim ini! Gol itu pastilah sangat melegakan bagi Tony Twain! Di menit ke-79, timnya sekali unggul atas Ipswich!"
"Pertandingan sudah berakhir! Nottingham Forest mendapatkan kemenangan beruntun keempat mereka di pertandingan tandang! Tony dan timnya jelas sedang menyusuri jalan yang cerah!"
Pada tanggal 5 April, putaran ke-41 pertandingan liga, Tang En memimpin timnya dalam sulitnya pertandingan tandang, mengalahkan pesaing terdekat mereka, Ipswich, dengan skor 4:3. Gol terakhir Harewood membawa tiga poin berharga bagi tim.
Pada 9 April, pada pertandingan ke-40 yang dijadwal ulang, Nottingham Forest kalah dari Leicester yang berada di peringkat kedua dengan satu gol. Kekalahan itu bukanlah kegagalan total. Tang En mengistirahatkan pemain utamanya dan merasa puas bahwa tim mereka hanya kehilangan satu gol. Karena Leicester memiliki 80 poin dan unggul dari tempat ketiga Sheffield United dengan selisih angka 11 poin, ia menganggap kalah satu gol adalah sebuah kemenangan. Dengan hanya tersisa lima pertandingan liga, Leicester dan Portsmouth, yang memiliki 83 poin sudah dipastikan akan naik tingkat ke Liga Utama. Tim yang tersisa akan bersaing melalui playoff untuk menentukan tempat ketiga — tempat terakhir untuk maju ke Liga Utama.
Karena Ipswich, yang berada di posisi ketujuh, telah banyak mengalami kekalahan dan cukup jauh selisih angkanya dari posisi enam, Tang En tidak khawatir mereka akan bisa mengejar ketertinggalan. Karenanya, ia memutuskan untuk menyimpan energi utama Forest untuk pesaing selanjutnya, yakni Wolverhampton Wanderers.
Pertandingan ini akan menjadi pertarungan langsung antara posisi kelima dan keenam. Kalau Tang En menang, poin posisi Forest akan sama dengan Wolverhampton, dan mereka akan bisa mengungguli Wolverhampton dengan selisih gol mereka. Tapi, kalau Tang En kalah dari mereka, selisih poin antara keduanya akan semakin melebar.
Tim posisi ketiga hingga keenam dalam klasemen Liga semuanya berpartisipasi di dalam babak playoff. Tapi, menurut peraturan Piala FA Inggris, sistem kompetisi ini akan menggunakan metode eliminasi melalui dua babak. Semi-final akan menggunakan away goal rule dan final akan ditentukan melalui satu kali pertandingan di stadion. Tim yang saling bertanding adalah antara posisi ketiga dan keenam, dan posisi keempat dan kelima. Oleh karenanya, semakin tinggi peringkatnya, semakin lemah lawannya. Ini adalah alasan kenapa Tang En sangat ingin menang dalam pertandingan melawan Wolverhampton Wanderers dan mengambil tempat kelima.
Karena ini adalah pertandingan playoff, manajer Wolverhampton mungkin berpikiran sama seperti Tang En dan menyusun taktiknya dengan cermat. Ini akan menjadi sebuah pertarungan langsung dan adil.
Pertandingan baru berjalan selama sembilan menit ketika striker Wolverhampton Nathan Blake mencetak gol.
Di menit ke-26, gelandang Wanderers, Colin Cameron, menaburkan garam ke atas luka Forest dan mencetak gol kedua, membuat skor menjadi 2:0. Para penggemar Forest tenggelam dalam kesunyian yang mencekam.
David Johnson mengembalikan harapan mereka dengan mencetak gol di menit ke-40. Para penggemar Forest seolah bangkit kembali.
Di paruh kedua pertandingan, kedua manajer memperlakukan lapangan seperti papan catur dan memainkan permainan catur yang intens.
Akhirnya, di menit ke-73, taktik Tang En untuk "berjuang hingga titik penghabisan" berhasil. Michael Dawson berhasil mencetak gol setelah Tang En mendorongnya maju ke lini depan. City Ground tiba-tiba terdengar seperti sebuah bom telah diledakkan disana. Sorakan dari tribun penonton terdengar sangat keras hingga Tang En bahkan tak bisa mendengar suara tepukan tangannya sendiri.
Selama sisa pertandingan, meski Tang En telah berusaha yang terbaik dan para pemain Forest terus berlari sampai kaki mereka kram, mereka masih tetap tidak bisa membawa kemenangan bagi para penggemar. Mereka tidak bisa melakukan apa-apa selain berjabat tangan dengan para pemain Wolverhampton Wanderers di rumah mereka sendiri.
Hasil imbang itu tidak mengubah papan peringkat, karena posisi enam besar tetap sama, dan bahkan tidak ada posisi yang berubah.
Ketika bangun keesokan harinya, mood buruk Tang En telah hilang sepenuhnya. Hal ini dikarenakan dia mendapat pelajaran dengan Yang Yang kemarin malam. Kini dia merasa bahwa ada dua hal dalam hidupnya yang layak untuk dinantikan. Pertama adalah kemenangan di setiap pertandingan, dan yang kedua adalah pelajaran bahasa Mandarin dengan Yang Yan.
Setiap kali Yang Yan melihat Tang En, dia akan mengaguminya, karena Tang En adalah satu-satunya orang asing yang dia kenal yang bisa mempelajari bahasa dan budaya Cina dengan begitu cepat.
Tang En selalu mengangguk dan menunjukkan bahwa dia setuju setiap kali Yang Yan memujinya dengan serius dan kemudian menambahkan, "Aku tidak bermaksud menjilatmu." Tentu saja, rahasia kesuksesannya adalah karena dia memang sudah bisa berbicara dan menulis bahasa Mandarin. Dia adalah pria Cina yang telah tumbuh dan tinggal di Cina selama 26 tahun.
Pelajaran bahasa Mandarin itu hanyalah alasan bagi Tang En untuk mendekati Yang Yan.
Dia berharap bisa mendengar suara Yang Yan, melihatnya tersenyum, berada di ruangan yang sama dengannya, menghirup udara yang sama, dan berbicara tentang subjek apa pun yang disukainya.
Biasanya bagian pertama pelajaran adalah Yang Yan yang mengajar Tang En, sedangkan bagian kedua selalu berubah menjadi Tang En yang berbicara panjang lebar tentang sepakbola kepada Yang Yan.
Tak satu pun dari mereka merasa ada yang salah dengan itu. Yang Yan secara bertahap menjadi penggemar tim Forest, sementara bahasa Mandarin Tang En telah meningkat dengan sangat cepat, dan itu membuat Yang Yan merasa sangat bangga.
Melihat teman sekolah lamanya terlihat sangat bangga, Tang En merasa geli. Tapi, dia tak bisa mengekspresikan dirinya dan membocorkan identitas aslinya. Dia sadar bahwa dia tak mungkin kembali ke kehidupan lamanya. Dia sudah jatuh cinta dengan pekerjaannya menjadi manajer. Meskipun dia hanya manajer pengganti, dia tak ingin mengembalikan tubuh barunya.
Sementara terkait Yang Yan ... gadis itu adalah satu-satunya penghubungnya dengan masa lalunya. Kehidupan masa lalu Tang En tidak memiliki banyak hal untuk dikenang, kecuali gadis itu, yang kadang membuatnya berpikir tentang belajar di sekolah Cina dan bertemu orang-orang baru.
Yang Yan adalah gadis pertama yang ditaksirnya. Tapi, gadis yang ditaksir pertama kali biasanya tidak akan berkembang menjadi apa-apa. Tang En tidak berencana untuk mengatakan semua itu dan justru menyimpannya dalam-dalam untuk mempertahankan kehidupannya saat ini. Aku tidak mengenalmu saat itu dan kau juga tidak mengenalku. Sekarang kita sudah saling mengenal, tapi takkan terjadi apa-apa diantara kita.
Kegembiraan yang dialami Tang En ketika dia pertama kali melihat Yang Yan hanyalah karena perbedaan tajam yang dia rasakan antara kehidupannya di masa lalu dan masa kini, serta efek yang diberikan oleh fantasi itu terhadap kenyataan.
Sekarang, efek itu perlahan memudar, dan dia bisa memperlakukan Yang Yan dengan tenang dan normal.
Biarkan masa lalu tetap berada di masa lalu ...


Ini adalah kisah tentang mengejar kemenangan. Dalam sepakbola profesional, kemenangan adalah yang utama. Tanpa kemenangan, kau hanyalah pecundang.
 
Tang En adalah pemuda Cina dengan temperamen buruk yang tak pernah bermimpi akan menjadi Tony Twain, seorang manajer tim sepakbola profesional, Nottingham Forest. Dengan hanya berbekal pengalaman bermain game sepakbola, dia mulai memimpin timnya menuju kemenangan.
 
Perjalanan menuju kemenangan itu sama sekali tidak mudah. Pertandingan keras antar klub, pemain yang cedera, penggunaan taktik yang sesuai, hingga keputusan-keputusan yang diambil saat situasi genting turut mewarnai perjuangan menjadi juara liga. Tidak hanya itu, Tang En pun diuji untuk mengatasi semua insiden yang terjadi dalam kehidupan pribadinya. Dimulai dari teguran FA, penghargaan manajer terbaik, hingga beragam pekerjaan sampingan dan skandal pribadinya. Dengan semua peristiwa itu, bisakah Tang En mewujudkan mimpinya untuk mencapai kemenangan bersama timnya?


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Character's introduced in this chapter :

*Jade Kingston played by Jade Thirwall .
*Jasper Gothem played by Sam Craske.
*Anonymous - Liam Hart played by Liam Payne

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Location : Wolverhampton , University of Wolverhampton . Dorm buildings 

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' A best-friend won't agree with you to make you happy,
  If anything they'll say what needs to be said , no matter you want to hear it or not ! '

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7 months before 


Jade's POV :

A new start ,
A new day ,
A new semester
and 
onto my 4th year in the University of Wolverhampton. 

I blinked  my eyes rapidly to get used to the brightness in the room and the pushed the covers off  me . After a while laying on the cold bed , I pushed myself up , while sitting in an erect posture , I then stretched my hands and wriggled my toe fingers to relieve myself from this passivity . 

I inhaled the fresh air and spoke " Good morning to you , Jade . Feel beautiful !! " 

Immediately , I jerked my head  in the direction , when I heard a groan  as well as the alarm going off from the other room , to soon realize it was the late night party-pooper . I stood up , made my bed , folded my blankets and then took the glass of water from the nearby  side table and after removing the glass lid walked over to the forth-coming drama scene .

I stopped right in-front of the bed , a body clamped over what used to be called a bed up to now , was now covered by blanket or bed-sheets . Within the next few seconds​ , I pulled the sheets off  , then dumped the entire glass of water on his  face and spoke " Good morning Jas .  "

 With shock all over his face ,along-with water dripping from his hair  , Jasper sat-up on the bed , holding his hand over his chest . He screwed his eyes on  me and then spoke  " Give me a warning before doing that and I'll be up without you wasting energy and time on me Jay ."

I shook my head and got into my singing tune and sang  

"I've been there all night,
I've been there all day,  
And boy, got me walkin' side to side ." ;
exactly the same way Ariana Grande sang in the song - 'Side to side'ft. Nicki Minaj .

I heard a 'puff' voice from behind me . I looked back to see Jas sleeping back on that feather pillow  . I swear he is a polar bear in hibernation . 

I shook him violently and spoke " Jasss . Jassss . wake up , wakey-wakey . It's a new day . college starts today . I wanna be early .We can't be late .... Jasss pleaseeeeeeeeee ............" 

He screwed open one of his eyes and spoke " Jade , you're impossible . What will you do being this early ? It's 8 :30 for goodness sake !! Our classed don't start before  10 !"

 I groaned and spoke  " Get up Jasper please . pretty please . please , you're the best one pleasee .pretty pleaseeee for meeeeee " 

I  got down on my knees and inter-wined my hands and put them under my chin and pleaded  to him  , while trying my best for him to fall for my puppy eyes along-with a prominent pout featured on my lips .

You can say that I'm a child at heart  , oh I get that a lot ! Mentally doing a hair-flip .

Jasper just shook his head and sat up on the bed pushing his bed-hair back , " Go hit the shower first . I'll get  down with the breakfast . " 

I screamed while hugging him , twirling us from side to side on his spring bed ,

" You're the best best best best-friend in the world Jasper . I love you sooooooo much Jas. " 

He pulled himself from the embrace and spoke " Yah-yah I know ! but young lady , keep your filthy hands to yourself please . " 

I nodded my head and answered " okay Jas " and then embraced him back this time a bone-crushing one . In-return he groaned and sweared on me multiple times 

You see jasper is not a straight guy . I suppose I don't need to explain much on that ?!

I guess I'm lucky then because being with him is like being safe  , the feeling of being home and he's like next to my brother . In-case Wolverhampton grew on me is because of Jasper . 

Let me say you this the whole of this university knows well about the uniqueness in Jasper and I guess that's a plus point for me as I can be with him like always  without being judged and without hearing the rumour's about us dating ! 

I quickly walked over to my cuphoard and pulled out a grey tank-top with the words 'cocoa-cola' along with well-ironed white jeans . I quickly walked inside the bath-room after grabbing my toiletries bag . After I was done with my shower and  my daily morning routine of washing my face and brushing my teeth  , I quite quickly wore my top over my under-garments followed by the jeans . 

I walked out after wipping my legs on the door-mat and as a ground rule in this apartment , well only according  to Jas . I paired my out-fit with my black and white and black duo sneakers and my watch . Later I brushed my messy tangled hair . After I was done with just brushing , i grew awfully lazy  . So, I just grabbed a bandana and tied it to the top  with two knots , later putting the left over hair which fell back into a messy bun .

I again made my way to the cupboard and opened up my drawer where my infinite collection of eye-wear were held . What ? I'm proud of my collection !

I grabbed a nerd style Rayban eye-glasses and wore them , as i can say i'm half blind without them. HEHEHE !

 I made my way over to my study-table and then packed my necessary books for the day . I could hear the hustle and the rustle's of the students in the corridor going about borrowing stationery , clothes , make-up , books in the neighbours or their friends dorms . 

To which i did realized i didn't do my own make-up . I left my back-pack half-done and then walked over to the showcase grabbing a eye-liner and applying a thin layer over my eyelids . I caught hold of my baby pink lip of the brand 'elf ' and swiped it over my lips . 

here  ,

now I do look presentable .

I heard the stove being switched off to which my eyes just widened. Hurriedly i applied lotion on both my hands and sprayed some cologne across my upper chest .

I ran over to my study table and just in time Jasper walked into my room ,  removing the apron around his waist . He looked in my direction and questioned , " we aren't twinning today right ? "

 I shook my head and  while arranging  my books in my bag , I  spoke " No Jas . Go get ready ! "

He replied back saying " oh , great then . I'm hitting the shower . " 

 before closing the door of my room , he spoke " jay ? "

I turned my head in his direction to see that he now only had his pajamas on . I raised my eye-brow to which he spoke 

" don't wait for me . Have your break-fast . By the way i saved some pineapple tarts for you , from last night . Don't tell Troye , he'll have my head then !! "

I gave him a toothed smile and spoke " Thanks Jas . You're the best . " 

He mocked  me " Oh i know that ! think of something new to say me Miss Jade Kingston . "

I gave him a scowl after which he closed the door .  

I carried my back-pack till the couch near the entrance door



along  with a file which i had to submit to Mrs. Evan on the couch decently . I sat on the high stool of  our joined kitchen and dinning table and ate the pineapple tart which my precious Japser saved for me . 

Half-way while i was eating , I heard Jasper calling me out from his room . I replied back with a 'yes' and continued having small bites of my tart not wanting it to get over soon . 

He walked out of the roomfully dressed  with a towel in his hand . He looked in my direction showing my phone . He twitched his lips and then looked back at my phone in his hands  . 

I got the look and spoke " how much got transacted into my account ? "

Jasper looked onto my phone and spoke " Edward transacted 50,000 euros into your account which got directly connected with your credit card . " 

I muttered out a 'okay'  and continue savouring the tart until he spoke again , " that's not the end of the text ."

I nodded and spoke " Delete the message then  . "

Jasper walked over and stood in-front of the table  and spoke " I normally being on your side would then and there delete the text, Jay , but i really really think you should read it . It might change your mind , to call him . "

I nodded and took the phone from his hand which he gestured me to take . I placed it on the kitchen counter and grabbed my now empty plate and walked inside the kitchen and dumped it in the sink which would be later washed by him .

When i came back in the hall , I saw Jasper sitting on the couch right beside the file . I squealed and spoke " Jas careful . Don't mess with the things around  . "

He looked towards me and then to the file beside and answered, " Ah! yes and  why would i ? It took you days to do this . Mrs Evans will love you even more for helping her out with the office work . " 

I nodded  while grabbing my phone  and pushed it back in my jeans  . I walk  towards Jasper to see him  getting up from his seat  and walked into his room . He came back with his bag and stopped right in-front of me and spoke " Let's get going  ! " 

He started unlocking the front door when  I asked  
" And your break-fast  ? "
To which he gave me a wicked smile and answered , 
 " did you like seriously take the ' don't wait for me . Have your breakfast ' ? "

I thought for a milli-second and suddenly grew angry . Before i could say anything Jasper ran out of the apartment  , leaving me with the duty to lock the door . 

I grabbed my bag and slung it over both my shoulders  and also grabbed my file  and hugged it in between my arms and ran outside while locking the door behind . 

I ran past the huge crowd to catch up on Jasper but it took me a lot of time , patience and energy to wiggle myself out of the unwilling crowd .  

Thankfully i was at the end of the hall-way and then i ran my way down the stair's in search of Jasper . 

When i was at the last step of the stair-case , ready to take a turn , I bumped into a stoned body with which the end result was me on the floor . 

My eyes screwed open when I felt somethimg was missing and then they widened , when I realized my hand were empty . 
Immediately, I  looked up to witness a paper fall . I smiled for a mere second  and then shock took over my face .

shit 

stupid 

that's not a paper fall .

that's your hard-work scattering !!!!!! 

but it was too late they already took their landing on the floor . I looked for the person who was responsible for it . 

My eyes stopped wandering at one person who was as well on the floor .  There were a two  suit-cases dropped carelessly near the stair-case  and one duffel bag around him . I got up from the floor and ran behind the papers which were far away and were ready to take a flight again . 

After a few attempts of  sucessfully collecting all the papers , I came back to see that the same person was still there and now had two papers in  his hand as well . I stomped my way  towards him  and when i stood in-front of him I grabbed those papers from his hand later pushing  him a bit back and squealed 
 " Are you blind or what ? "

He look amazed and shocked at my words when all he gave was a bitter answer back
 "  I could say the same to you ? ! "

My mouth fell ajar and I immediately retorted back .
" Look mister . You bumped into me and I at-least get the right to get back a courtesy out of respect . You made me fall to the ground and made no attempt in helping me up  or either help me with my papers . they took me almost three straight damn weeks . ! "

He gave me a smirk and answered " great to know that you're hardworking ! " and looked back at the bulletin-board hung on the wall. 

I got annoyed and spoke " hello . I deserve an apology  ?! "

He looked in my direction and quickly answered ,  " I don't think so ! "

My mouth fell ajar and i scowled while speaking " What do you think of yourself ? "

He turned his entire body . That's when i got a look of his face . He had a  chiselled jaw with a light stubble over his chin. He had brown  hair which was raised into fohawk  ( check google to know  what is a fohawk hair-style )  , he also had a warm colour of brown eyes , that almost looks mesmerizing .

 My eyes wandered down to his lips when he spoke " Oh ! I think no! i rather  not . I call myself as perfect ." with that he left me while carrying his luggage up the  stairs without giving me a second glance . 

such a dog i swear .  

with a huge + point of being a jerk 

'Perfect'  it seems !
 utter piece of ego man if you ask me ! 

mental case ! retarded human being !

needs to be in an asylum rather than a university and that too this university .

shit !

I suddenly realised what I was doing before meeting this jerk . I  turned my back  and shouted out 
" Jasperrrrrrrrrrrrrrr......... "

" wait for me jasperr..... "

"Jasperr...... " 
while running my way towards the exit gate of the dorms  in search of him .

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What happens if two people from entirely different nature; 
One who acts like careful , responsible and perfect 
And the other who is care-free , irresponsible and imperfect;
 Collide 

And 
What if the differences in between ,  rips them apart 
Or whether this is just a sign of something new ?

Tag along  the start of WORLD WAR III 

Two words 
Two worlds
And 
Two wonders
Perfectly Imperfect .......

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<011. FC Chabum (1)>

It's just simply natural for a miner to want to keep a valuable gemstone he found. 
Moreover, when it comes to soccer, there is no such thing as nationality boundaries. 

No matter if a person is black, white or Asian, good players must be bought with a lot of money, and the players that look like they might do good in the future must be bought before their value rises. 

That was Carlos's law of steel. 

"Your son is like a gemstone that needs polishing. I want to ask you how you feel about training your son professionally at our FC Academy and proceeding with a youth contract later on. What do you think?"

As the couple and Carlos were talking, Ho Yung was distracted by something else. 
[Select the skill you desire.]
Lightning fast ball cutting (B)
Compliant ball defending (C) 

'If both are defensive skills, of course, I have to select the one with the B grading. 
As he took the lightning fast ball cutting (B), it was Costa's turn. 

[Select the skill you desire.] 
Soccer prodigy (B+)
Legs faster than a Lamborghini (A)
King of mood swings (C) 

"Hmm." 
It was such a happy concern. 
'I already have soccer genius (B+), but I wonder what will happen if I choose it again.' 
He thought carefully. 
It would be a waste if he took it, and nothing happened. 
'Then maybe legs that put a Lamborghini to shame?'

It has been a natural arrangement for men to automatically be attracted to sports cars, but Ho Yung decided to think more rationally. 

'Ah, but I already have the kick and run.'

When he receives a through ball, his running is slow, but as soon as he has the ball, he can use his explosive speed. The only problem was that he couldn't use it frequently, because it would put a strain on his knees. 

'Hmm. Then, of course, backing that up with fast legs would be good. There are a lot of soccer geniuses spread out across the world, but there aren't a lot of people with extremely good speed.' 

Additionally, off-the-ball movement was a player's food and water. 

In order to destroy offside traps, and taking apart defensive walls efficiently, you needed a fast pace. 

'Alright.' 

Solidifying his decision,  Ho Yung went with the safe route instead of rolling the dice. 

[Ho Yung Wu] 
Skills Possessed
Soccer Prodigy (B+) ↑
Heavy Mid Shoot (C)
Strong muscles of a healthy man (C)
Impressive curving free kick (C-)
Chaminator's kick and run (U)
Legs faster than a Lamborghini (A)
Lightning fast ball cutting (B) 

'Jackpot.' 

After receiving the fast legs, Ho Yung felt the energy coming up in his legs. It felt like he could take home the gold medal in the elementary school sports day at that moment. 

'This is also overpowered.' 

The inexhaustible skill of greed. 
It was electrifying to just think about. 
If he kept going on the road he was on, couldn't he become the world's greatest soccer player? 
It was at the moment that Ho Yung's lips split into a smile.

[To completely transfer the skill, it will take 7 days. You cannot receive other skills during the next 7 days.] 

'Looks like I took too many skills today.' 
Still, compared to the 30 days that it took to digest Cha Du-ri's skill, this wasn't too bad.  

His plan was to train his existing skills for the next week or so. 

Suddenly, at that moment, someone came out of nowhere and held a mic to him. 

"Ho Yung Woo, the player that scored a hat trick today! You seem to be in a good mood!" 

It was announcer Sung Don Cho, who had used the interval to come out onto the pitch. 
Ho Yung answered. 

"Yep. It was a shame we lost, but it's okay." 
"Hahaha. Are you saying that you acknowledge your opponent even though you lost the match?"
"Mmm. Defeat or victory is important, but more than anything, I just wanted to score a goal today." 
"Is that so? Now that I look back, you were running harder than ever before today. Is there a special reason for that?"
"I wanted to show that I could score even against a foreign country's team. Some people told me that I couldn't." 
"Haha. Does that mean that you're satisfied? If you think about it, you might have to thank those people!"  
"Yes. Haters are also fans." 
"Ah!! Yes! Thank you for the interview, player Ho Yung Wu!" 

Although it wasn't a live broadcast, the announcer hurriedly turned the mic away. 

"Uhahaha!" 
A burst of laughter came from between the directors. 
It was from Cho PD, who was in the centre. 
"Ah, that kid really cracks me up." 
He felt that this episode would get a very good rating. 

As Ho Yung's family was heading home after wrapping up the filming, Hwang Sun's purple Elantra changed directions and stopped at a charcoal-grill rib restaurant. 
"Son. We're dining out today!' 
"Woah!" 
Was this a celebration for scoring a hat trick? 
Ho Yung was surprised at the scale of the dinner, which was bigger than usual. 
But, as they sat down in their seats, he discovered the true reason why they were dining out. 

"A tr-transfer…? To Sao Paulo?" 
"Yes. Ho Yung, listen carefully. You'll be chosen through a regular test in the academy, but FIFA isn't allowing that right now." 

Since Hi Sun knew a lot about soccer, she explained it simply so that her young son could understand.

"Do you know what I'm saying? So right now, you're too young…"
"I know! You're saying that I can't go overseas by myself because I'm too young." 
"That's it! How is our son so smart?" 

It was quite a famous rule, so Ho Yung knew it well since a long time ago. 
FIFA's transfer provision 19, the law was that a player could only be transferred overseas if they were at least 18 years old. 

There were several exceptions in order to protect the rights of young players, but Ho Yung's situation wasn't relevant to that. 

It was possible if they used a shortcut, but that would mean that his family would all have to go work in Brazil. 

'Realistically impossible…' 
The only way to go was to go at the risk of being caught.
'Well, it's not like we'll get thrown in prison since people get caught often. If we do get into trouble, we can just ask for help from the FC.' 

Even though it may be a small problem, there wasn't exactly anything that could be an obstacle for his future. And since Sao Paulo FC was already considering a Youth contract, that meant that they had a countermeasure plan, so there wasn't anything to worry about. 

After organising his thoughts, Ho Yung opened his mouth. 
"But why did they leave without telling me? Coach Carlos, I mean." 
"He didn't want to put pressure on you. There are reporters and a lot of people who are giving you attention. That's why he left after talking to us briefly." 
"Ah~ So what did you say?" 

As if waiting for that moment, Hwang Sun interjected loudly. 

"Of course we said no!" 
"Whaaaaat?!"
"We scolded him, saying how could we send our son, who is only 10 years old overseas? Of course, we can't allow it!" 
"Whaat….?!" 

As Ho Yung was about to faint, Hwang Sun laughed boldly and change his words.

"I'm joking, son!" 
"What is this!!" 

Of course, there was no way for his father to reply like that, since he loved soccer as much as Ho Yung did. 

"I'm not good at speaking other languages so I just left after saying thank you a lot of times. Your mother did all the negotiating." 

Slide.
Ho Yung's eyes shifted to HI Sun. 
"What did you say, mum?" 
"I said that it was okay as long as you were fine with it." 
"Yes!" 
"Are you that happy?"
"Of course!!" 

Brazil. 
How could he not be happy when he was to go to a country that can't be left out when the word "soccer" comes to mind? 

The S-class of the world's best academy? 

It was harsh but the standards were different. 

It wasn't that Bum Gon Cha's soccer academy's standards were low, it was that Sao Paulo FC's standards were high. 

'So many superstars were born in this club.' 

It was an opportunity to learn things that weren't taught in European soccer.  It was a golden chance to get the skills of brilliant players across South America. If he gets everything he can get and goes to the European stage, that would be the perfect icing on the cake. 

And, this wasn't a simple academy. If he got the Youth contract, he could play soccer while earning money. 

But. 

"Ho Yung. They say that there are about two Korean kids in the club… but the language is a problem. Brazil uses Portuguese." 
"That's okay. I can learn, starting today!" 

Ho Yung, who felt like he could overcome any obstacle, wanted to leave as soon as he could. 
Whether it was Brazil or Europe, he wanted to learn professionally in a country that was good at soccer. 

'But the youth competition has to end anyway.' 
If he wanted to follow Carlos, he had to wait until Sao Paulo FC finished their world youth competition. 
Then what should he do until that happens? 
'Hmm. I heard that FC Chabum is also competing.' 
He immediately turned on his computer and looked up the details. 
"Wow. 16 teams are competing." 

A Division
Brazil (Sao Paulo FC Youth Team) 
Japan (Under 13s Representative Team)
Mexico (Under 13s Representative Team)
England (Wolverhampton Youth Team) 

B Division 
South Africa Republic  (Kaiser Chiefs Youth Team) 
Paraguay (Under 13s Representative Team)
Germany (VFB Stuttgart Youth Team) 
South Korea (Under 13s Representative Team)

C Division 
Poland (Under 13s Representative Team) 
South Korea (FC Chabum Youth Team) 
Sweden (Djurgårdens IF Youth Team) 


Portugal (FC Porto Youth Team) 

D Division 
Denmark (FC Copenhagen) 
France (FC Metz) 
Ireland (Under 13s Representative Team)
Turkey (Galatasaray Youth Team) 

It was a world youth festival. 
'This is a buffet of advanced teams!' 
Ho Yung looked at another article. 

[MBS World Youth Soccer Competition, opening fanfare on the coming 18th, final entries close on the 16th…]
'The 16th is 5 days away."

There was still a chance. 
At the same time, there was one problem. 

"Ouch." 

The light pain in his knees. 
It hadn't hurt this much during the match, but the pain had gotten worse since he had come home. 

'I did strain myself a little this match.' 
He felt the need to be careful in the future. 
He thought that he needed to raise his physical strength in order to use his soccer skills freely. 
Soccer wasn't all about fancy footwork, and fantastic techniques always come with a price. 
Brazil's Ronaldo had gotten frequent injuries due to overworking his thigh muscles and knees. 

'That's why I need to do injury-preventing training from now on.'
No pain, no gain. 
"Heave ho!" 
"Ho Yung, what's wrong? Is your leg hurting?"

As Ho Yung did the stretches that he had learnt at the academy, Hi Sun asked with a worried expression. 

Ho Yung shook his head. 

"Looks like I'm going to get taller! Hahah!"
 
He didn't want to worry her. 
But, as if knowing that fact, Hi Sun started massaging Ho Yung's legs. 
"Ho Yung. If you're having a hard time, you can stop. Your health is my number one priority." 

You have to be healthy too. 
Keeping that in his heart, Ho Yung spoke concisely. 
"Yep." 
Slide.
As he lay down while getting a massage, his eyes began to droop before long. 
A mother truly does have healing hands.

Fifth Young Master Shen was dying to know who the person Third Elder Brother suspected was. Of course, the former was even more eager to find out if Third Elder Brother's suspicions were right.
Ye Lanchen did not leave. Instead, he stood aside and waited for the results patiently. For reasons unknown to himself, however, he felt his heart racing anxiously in the meantime. 
He could not wait to receive the results, but then again…
"Third Elder Brother, why did you come to the police station earlier today to stop the woman from leaving?" Fifth Young Master Shen connected the dots and arrived at a realization. "Third Elder Brother, is it because you think that the woman who came to the police station today was the same woman from five years ago?"
Ye Lanchen refused to comment, neither confirming nor denying it.
"F*ck me, my guess is right." Fifth Young Master Shen widened his eyes in surprise. He was only making a wild assumption but he turned out to be correct. 
That woman was the one who raped Third Elder Brother five years ago and escaped from his grasp?!
Today, she managed to flee from Third Elder Brother's grasp once again and forced Fifth Young Master Shen to be her accomplice!
If Fifth Young Master Shen had known beforehand that she was the woman that raped Third Elder Brother five years ago, then the former would…
He would still have made the same decision to lend her a hand. He was the people's police, after all, and he would not gamble with the lives of the innocents.
"If so, Third Elder Brother, whose fingerprints was it that you brought over?" Fifth Young Master Shen posed another crucial question out of the blue. If Third Elder Brother recognized the woman that came into the police station earlier today, then whose fingerprints was being tested at this minute?
"Is it Chu Wuyou's?" Fifth Young Master Shen was the chief of police hence he was way more observant than a normal person. In addition, he knew the most about this case thus he came upon the suspicion within a matter of seconds.
Ye Lanchen threw him a cold glance without saying a word.
Fifth Young Master Shen knew that he had guessed correctly again!
"Third Elder Brother, I've witnessed the woman's capability today with my own eyes. Not everyone is capable of what she does. She could see through a person with a mere glance. Just thinking about the way her brain works with such meticulous care is able to have my hair stand on end. Not to mention her disguise techniques are almost on par with cosmetic surgery…" Fifth Young Master Shen began to compliment the woman that came to the police station earlier today. His description was not exaggerated, to be fair. 
"Main point," Ye Lanchen interrupted his big speech and threw him a cold glance. Ye Lanchen was nervous about the results and was not in the mood to listen to Fifth Young Master Shen's pointless babble.
"I don't think Chu Wuyou is the woman from five years ago. She's not capable of that." Fifth Young Master Shen finally disclosed his opinion.He did not believe Chu Wuyou was the woman from five years ago.
Ye Lanchen narrowed his gaze slightly. He pursed his lips but remained silent. 
"Although Chu Wuyou has recovered from her illness and she's not stupid anymore, perhaps even a little bit smarter, there's no way she has suddenly became so intelligent. That woman is a criminal psychologist and she's the best one there is. I think Chu Wuyou doesn't even know what criminal psychology is." In Fifth Young Master Shen's opinion, Chu Wuyou was really a horrible match for his Third Elder Brother.
A hint of anger flashed across Ye Lanchen's narrowed gaze and he parted his lips to speak.
Simultaneously, the policeman who left with the drinking glass returned whilst holding a file in one hand.
Ye Lanchen darted his gaze toward the document and his eyes twinkled with brilliance. He realized within seconds that it must be the results of the lab test.
"Chief, we've got the results." The policeman approached them and handed over the document to Fifth Young Master Shen. 
　　


“Didn’t you want me to be with you when you bought me? I’m willing to do it!” said the cold business tycoon. He was unrivalled when he behaved like a bully.
“You… You liar!” She was pissed. He set up this trap and lured her into it. Now, he blamed her.
She could not tolerate it anymore. She wanted a divorce.
“Fine.” Spoiling a wife had no limits. He accommodated her whims. “The corporation belongs to you; The house belongs to you; The car belongs to you; I belong to you.”
Who is Ye Lanchen? An unbeatable business tycoon.
Who is Ye Lanchen? An unpredictable, distant overlord.
Who is Ye Lanchen? A devil who spoils his wife to the core.


The night after their debut party, the twins tried so hard just to fall asleep. After what seemed to be quite a long time to sleep, they finally went to Dreamland. Perhaps due to that, they were a bit hard to wake up the next day.
 
"Freyr? Freyja? Wake up, you're coming with us to Capicastle today," Cassie gently shook the twins alternately.
Unfortunately, the twins pulled their blankets to continue to sleep instead.
"We're running late. Don't you want to know what presents we have for you?" Cassie patiently waited for the twins to wake up.
 
"Nnn...," Freyr sleepily rubbed his eyes--still tightly shut.
Cassie sighed.
At that time, Lyra's small voice could be heard from beyond the door, "Mom? Are they awake yet?"
"No... Not yet."
"Oh... I see."
Then, silent fell to the room.
Just when the twins were about to drift to the Dreamland again...
 
*SLAM!*
"RISE AND SHINE, FREYR, FREYJA!!"
The blue-haired girl with her usual twintails and school uniform appeared loudly. Loudly as in her voice and how she slammed the door.
Cassie didn't get mad. Instead, she giggled upon seeing how Freyr quickly sat up from his sleeping posture, his eyes opened widely at Lyra's direction. Meanwhile, Freyja almost jumped from her position--she then sat up and rubbed her eyes sleepily as she observed what was happening.
 
"Lyra-neechan! That's not nice!" Freyr quickly protested.
"Uuu... Why so noisy early in the morning?" Freyja asked while yawning.
Lyra smiled in response to the twins' inquiry, but a hint of hidden anger was there. Her face went like (⌒∇⌒╬).
 
"Freyja, remember who was all noisy early in the morning... Just yesterday?"
"Hwe? Ah, but yesterday is special! It's different~," Freyja said as she rubbed the last trace of her sleepiness away.
"Ah, then today is special, too! Isn't it, Mom?" Lyra shifted the focus of the conversation back to Cassie.
"Yes, Lyra's right. Today is still a special day, following yesterday. Ah but...," Cassie paused for a bit. A teasing smile appeared on her face before she continued, "if you two prefer sleep, then we can just forget about it today and postpone it... To who knows when."
 
Although Cassie just casually said that in a normal volume, Freyr immediately put his blanked aside and Freyja immediately put her feet on the ground. Freyr was more awake now than Freyja, so he started walking down the stairs of their two-storied bed. Their usual sleeping arrangement was like that--the calmer one on the upper bed. Sometimes they switched their sleeping position for variation, though.
 
Looking at the twins who were approaching her with their pajamas, Cassie laughed.
"Okay, let's get ready."
 
 
***
 
"I'm off!" Altaire shouted.
"I can't wait to go home today to know the results!" Lyra excitedly said.
"Lyra? We're just about to depart to school, remember?" Clavis worriedly said.
"Haha, I know, I know."
 
The twins only tilted their heads as they didn't know what their big sister meant when she said [the results].
 
Today, they were going with their mother and father to Capicastle--to claim their presents at the same time. After they were fully awake, curiosity got over them once more.
They rode on the same carriage as their parents to the Capicastle. During the journey, Freyja would make comments or talk randomly here and there. Meanwhile, Freyr would gaze at the scenery he could see beyond the carriage's window as usual. Luckily, the scenery he saw each time he rode on the carriage was different, so he never really grew bored of looking through the window.
 
When they arrived at the Capicastle, the twins already expected their parents to send them to play with Leticia. Therefore...
 
"Alright, come with me now," Cassie said as she grabbed the twins' hands. Freyr on her left side and Freyja on her right side.
"!" Freyja was surprised to see where she was headed.
"?" Freyr tilted his head as he tried to think.
The more they walked, the less patience Freyja had.
"Mom, where are we going?" Freyja looked up at Cassie.
"Hmm? Try to guess?" Cassie glanced at Freyr who was silently thinking.
"...hint?" Feeling Cassie's gaze on him, Freyr asked.
"Hmmm... Let's see... It's a bit obvious when you think of what just happened yesterday. Another hint is... My occupation."
"...! Are we going to your work place?" Freyr quickly asked.
"100 for you. But what for?" Cassie added more question.
"You saved our presents there?" Freyja innocently asked with her sparkling eyes.
"Well, that's not totally wrong, but... What's the main event?" Cassie still asked.
"...magic test?" Freyr hesitantly asked.
"Clever! That's the main event today! Aren't you excited?" Cassie happily praised Freyr.
"...we already know our affinity, right?" Freyr furrowed his eyebrows and tilted his head.
"But not the full details, right?" Cassie asked back.
"So we're going to learn more magic after this?" Freyja swung Cassie's hand a bit.
"Yes, Freyja," Cassie nodded.
"Yayyyy! I wanna learn more magic!" Freyja happily exclaimed.
"More magic...," Freyr finally understood the significance of this time's test and it was apparent that he was also excited. Freyr's excitement was less apparent than Freyja, but Cassie could tell.
 
***
 
"So... How's it?" Freyr tried to be patient as he waited for Cassie to tell them the result. He looked expectantly at Cassie who was holding two papers.
"Is it good?" Freyja confidently asked. She was quite confident as she remembered they were doing well in the training. Besides, training was fun!
Cassie shifted her gaze at the twins who were looking at her expectantly. She swallowed her saliva a bit when she looked at Freyja's confident self. She didn't have the heart to tell them that Altaire and Lyra's results were still the most amazing ones she ever saw so far.
But when she remembered that it was because Altaire and Lyra were her biological children while Freyr and Freyja weren't, she felt like their results were still amazing. As expected of the Hartmann bloodline, the family that produced outstanding magicians.
 
'All right... Lyra and Altaire are anomalies. They have both elf and dragon blood inside them, though not so significant, it still has quite an effect on them... It seems,' Cassie concluded in her mind.
 
"Okay, want to take a look at them?" Cassie lowered the two papers.
"...un!" Freyr earnestly nodded.
"Eeh, wait, Mom! Let me prepare my heart first... Can you tell us if the results are good, so-so, or... Bad?" Freyja tried to avert her eyes, trying to prevent herself from accidentally seeing her results first.

A duke’s daughter wanted nothing in her life but the sweet nothingness of death, as she felt like her life served no purpose. Her wish was granted when she was killed in an unfortunate accident, yet in a sudden turn of events, she was forced to reincarnate.

As fate has it, she was reborn in her original world, but not directly after her death. As she is living her new life, she tries to forget the pain of her old life. But, what exactly is behind her reincarnation? Will she be able to live her new life to the fullest?

This is a slow-paced life journey of a reincarnated girl who's trying to find the meaning behind her past life and reincarnation.

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The kiss was rough and yet gentle.
Jing Mo Chen was rough because he was punishing her for not responding to him, and yet he was gentle because he didn't want to hurt her.
"Promise me…" Jing Mo Chen said after the long kiss.
"If one day, I disappear and you can't find me, wait for me for three months. I will try my best to come back within three months… As long as I still have one last breath, and I still remember you, I will fight my way back to your side."
Jing Mo Chen heard Mo Xi's words, but he didn't want to hear such things, so he kissed her again.
After a long kiss, he spoke again, "Promise me that you will always be around…"
Mo Xi smiled with tears in her eyes, "My heart would always be with you…"
Jing Mo Chen was furious, and he stood up and went to the balcony.
Mo Xi's heart broke when she saw Jing Mo Chen's lonely back view. She immediately stood up and went to hug him from behind.
"Sorry…" Mo Xi said as she cried.
The information that they got from the criminals who were formed by the members of Poker really made Mo Xi uneasy and fearful. Hence, she was anxious about what could happen in the future.
"I promise you that I will protect myself well," Mo Xi said and hugged Jing Mo Chen tightly.
Jing Mo Chen's eyes were also red, and a drop of tear rolled down his eye when he heard Mo Xi's words.
Jing Mo Chen wiped away the tears that were welling up and turned around to hug Mo Xi tightly, "You promised me already so you can't break the promise."
"Mm…"
Jing Mo Chen and Mo Xi kissed each other passionately, and they were soon on the bed again.
Although they had done it a few times after the third month of pregnancy, they hadn't drowned themselves in the emotions and ecstasy like today because of the fear of hurting their children.
Jing Mo Chen was still gentle like the first time they did it, but their kisses were filled with passion and love. The fear of hurting their children wasn't as intense compared to their love for each other today.
One week later. It was the release of the results for the National High School Examinations.
Mo Xi, Jing Bo Chuan, and others, as well as Rui Han and the others, gathered at Imperial Jade Palace while they wait for the results to be released.
Rui Han and the others retook the National High School Examinations as well because they were given the freedom of going to a university. Since it has been very long ever since they last took the exam, their previous results don't count. Hence, they took the National High School Examinations as well so that they could enter a university.
At first, they were worried about it because they were after all signed with Blue Diamond Entertainment, and they were artists. Still, Mo Xi told them that her purpose of letting them have all those lessons was so that they could be prepared if they ever wanted to go to universities, and she assured them that it was fine.
"OMG! I am very nervous!!" Huo Meng Li exclaimed.
"Me too!" Su An An sucked in a deep breath.
Although the other guys didn't speak, Mo Xi knew that they were worried as well, "You guys tried your best, there is nothing to be worried about."
At 2 p.m. sharp, Mo Xi checked the results while the others crowded behind her. Some closed their eyes in fear, and the others opened their eyes wide while they braced themselves.
[National High School Examinations Results]
1.       Bai Lang Yi – 750 points …
 Lu Jin Sheng – 750 points …
 Mo Xi – 750 points …
2.       Huo Meng Li – 749 points …
 Jing Bo Chuan – 749 points …
 Su An An – 749 points …
3.       Rui Han – 745 points
4.       Cui Zhi – 742 points
5.       Liu Ze Ming – 740 points
6.       Fu Chang Mu – 737 points
7.       Cao Jun – 733 points
…
The list continued down, but what's more important were those at the top!
Although Huo Meng Li and the others shared the same points, they each lost a point in the subjects that they were weaker in. However, the results were extremely shocking to all because this whole group of people topped the list in the National High School Examination Results!!
"Ah!!! We did it!! We all did it!!"
"Boss Xi! You said that if I get into the top three, you will sign with me, right?! I did it!!"
"Mo Xi!! We did it!!"
"We are the top scorers!!"
"OMG!!"
"Boss!! Thank you so much for teaching us and giving us a chance!!"
"That's right!! Thank you so much!!"
"We just dropped a bomb in the entertainment circle!"
…
They went crazy after looking at the results.
 "To celebrate your achievements, I will treat the whole company to a party tonight!"
"Woohoo!!"
All of them cheered.
"Let's go to the company, the five of you just dropped a bomb in the entertainment circle for joining the National High School Examinations and for having excellent results, so the reporters and fans are all going to go crazy. You all should go back to school as well because the teachers and principal are going to look for you all," Mo Xi picked up a cardigan as she stood up.
Blue Diamond Entertainment. In the kitchen.
"Why did boss instruct us to prepare so many refreshments today? Is there going to be an event?"
"I don't know either, but since boss asked us to prepare, we just have to prepare them quickly. We should be able to know what is going on soon."
Suddenly a waitress came in hastily, "Our… Our company's… Phoenix… are one of the top scorers in the National High School Examinations this year!"
"What?!"
The chefs' jaws dropped upon hearing the news.


Jing Mo Chen fell in love at first smell when he smelt Mu Xi Xing's scent

Jing Mo Chen: Youngest General in the
Military, God-like figure in the business world

Mu Xi Xing fell in love at first sight when she looked into Jing Mo Chen's eyes

Mu Xi Xing: Pervert-like genius, Incredible senses

How did the two of them meet and how would their love story be like?

Mu Xi Xing only wanted to find her birth parents but ended up finding a whole lot more conspiracy.

Jing Mo Chen helped her along the way and the two of them helped others.

What else would they find out and what would they get at the end?


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There was no time to attempt to escape from Luke's mansion again.

William and Joanna attached servants to us to make sure we were strictly walking to the next room where another tutor waited for us. 

Under the servant's watchful eyes, both Luke and I didn't dare to take another detour again.

We studied when we were told to study and ate silently with no energy during mealtimes.

Luke never spoke to me as I never spoke to him.

We were trying to retain as much energy possible to somehow survive through the next lesson.

This explained why Luke was very capable ever since kindergarten.

I had no energy to rebel as I struggled to stay awake to concentrate on the lessons today.

I flopped onto my bed at the end of the day today.

Who cared about escaping, I just needed more sleep these days.

This was why I was glad I was going back to school tomorrow morning after breakfast.

"I don't think I can ever marry you Luke," I mumbled with the last bits of my energy before blacking out.

* * *

Luke shook me awake as usual the next morning.

It took him more time than usual to wake me up.

Even the bright sunlight that filled the room couldn't wake me up due to my pure exhaustion from yesterday.

I didn't know how Luke's parents could come up with these cruel schedules in the first place and didn't want to know.

I finally got off the bed when Luke gave me hints of the possible dangers of not waking up.

"After breakfast, we're going back to school. But we might have to go at lunch if we miss-"

"I'm awake," I almost yelled as I interrupted him.

I wanted to leave Luke's family estate as soon as possible. I never thought I would think this, but I actually missed school.

School was almost nothing compared to the intense schedules that were given out by Luke's parents.

I quickly got ready with Luke's help as I changed into my uniform this time.

I sat in my usual seat in the parlour as Joanna and William waited for us to come as the food in their dishes were left untouched.

'Why were they here earlier than before?' I feared.

Usually both Joanna and William showed up late for mealtimes except for the first day when we arrived at Luke's family mansion.

We all ate in awkward silence as sound of utensils and servants replacing the dishes were the only sounds made.

When we were all finished eating, Joanna made a announcement.

"So whose house are you visiting after you graduate from middle school?" Joanna sweetly smiled.

"What do you mean?" I asked her for clarification.

"After you graduate from middle school, you choose to visit either my son's house for a week or your house in the third district for a week." Joanna answered.

"My house," I said with no hesitation.

Joanna and William seemed pleased with my answer while Luke tried to hide his happiness as well.

What was with this family?

It was like we were unwanted here. I was fine with being unwanted here, but I hated that they would not let us outside the mansion.

Instead, the days were filled with intense schedules that no human being would have to suffer through.

I ran towards the hover car that was parked near the gates when William personally escorted us out the front door.

* * *

Daniel was about to project the results of the midterm exams onto the board. 

Surprisingly, the class material seemed easier to understand for once.

The problems and questions on the exam were also not that hard as I thought it would be even without Luke's intense study sessions.

After I left Luke's house, Luke didn't drag me to his intense study sessions as usual to my surprise.

It was like I was reviewing all the class material that I had learned at Luke's house.

I shivered as I recalled the bad memories there.

Results:

Rika and Luke: 600,000 points

Michelle and Alex: 90,000 points

Helena and Alan: 5,000 points

Miliana and Charles: 15,000 points

I got all my tests back electronically through my tablet.

I gasped as I realized I have gotten every test in the midterm completely correct. 

I grabbed the tablet in Luke's hand as I checked his results.

Luke had also gotten every test correct as usual.

This meant that we got the most points since we didn't make a single mistake or point taken off on our tests.

"How is this possible?" Charles stumbled.

Even Ellen and Shelly looked surprised from the results as they congratulated me a bit late as they were frozen momentarily from the shock.

This was the first time where Luke and I were able to get perfect marks in every single subject.

Since I couldn't use the dimensional library for all the numerous subjects taught at this school, I could never achieve the results on the board today.

"I spent three days at Luke's house," I answered Charles question.

Alan joined Charles as they both were unable to stop talking about how I was able to not make a single mistake.

However, Alex was the only person in the room that didn't seem surprised from the results. It was like he eerily knew what we went through at Luke's house.

I was captured and put onto a stake to be lit on fire as part of the ongoing witch hunt conducted throughout the land. I had to do something. But, this life really sucked. 

This all started when I was accidentally killed by God. 

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kill you. It was just that I was overworked lately by my superior and I just wanted some time to relax and vent my stress out," he confessed.

"So, while I was snacking, I accidently dropped one potato chip into the human realm where the child tripped over the potato chip onto a den of steep stairs." God guilty admitted.

So I reincarnated into the most adorable girl with the largest orange-speckled eyes that contrasted her pale white skin void of any imperfections.

'How could someone look this pretty?' I thought as I admired my new appearance.

I was nowhere close to this pretty in my previous life. Did God put me into this new vessel as an apology?

But some things were too good to be true.
***
"We can do this the nice way or the hard way," My fiancé’s brother started off.
"The nice way is where you willingly come with us back to the first district and the hard way is where we forcibly take you back, which would be hard for all of us," Lucius gave me a warning.
Why was my life so depressing? He practically meant I didn’t have a choice! 
***
Few months later, I was at a party that I planned to escape from my fiancé’s family.
"I still get to continue with my naps on the weekends?" I tried to confirm with them.
No one answered as I almost cried from giving up my rare nap times from the mess I got involved with. This life was too bothersome!

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