Newly graduated students without Job experience
and not wealthy and not so poor Rohit Ram. On not getting a job he runs auto rickshaw.

one day Rohit sleeping in a rickshaw and saw a dream and second day Rohit change.

what Rohit saw in the dream that changes his life 
and others.

we see in the novel how Rohit changes his life and others. and what Rohit mystery hidden to World

A work i did for a history therefore there are allot of history and art references , tragedy romance i guess :P

so these are some different fap stories that I made up. English is not my mother language so sorry in advance. ok enjoy

NOTE:- I DON'T OWN THESE STORIES

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

Gun-Ho came back to Yangju and went back to his work at Bangil Gas again.
Once sales were made, Gun-Ho issued electronic tax invoices and added earnings and expenses to <Daily Earnings and Expenses> table in Excel, and then reported it to the owner.
 
Gun-Ho made sure to collect all receipts of every business expense incurred and attached them with glue to the back of an expense form he had purchased from a stationary store in order to properly document them. If there was a client with an outstanding balance for LP gas, Gun-Ho would make a collection phone call to that client as well. He also ran errands for the owner.
"Years of my life will go by like this?"
Gun-Ho was barely making a living; he felt anxious about getting old without saving money.
"It's Wednesday and I don't hear anything from that company in Asan which I had an interview with."
Gun-Ho was constantly checking his smartphone to see if there was any text message from the company. He increased the ringtone of his phone to make sure he didn't miss any calls. There was no phone call, let alone any text message.
"I don't think I got the job. Let's just move on; it is a lost cause. So many smart people are out there. I can't compete with them with my rubbish work experience and qualification. I just have to appreciate the opportunity for having a job interview with them."
Friday came around after Wednesday and Thursday. Gun-Ho gave up on getting a position in the company in Asan. He once again started looking through the newspaper classified section and WorkNet; however, there was no job advertisement which drew Gun-Ho's attention.
"The companies posting a bookkeeper job opening in a newspaper classified section will hire a female, not me. If they hire a male for the job, that's probably because the position is half bookkeeping and half irrelevant chores."
After work, Gun-Ho usually surfed the internet on his laptop in dim light or he went to the PC room in the neighborhood. He felt like he was falling so much farther behind in life compared to his high school friends, which made him feel depressed.
"Won-Chul Jo who is now married should be doing fine, shouldn't he? Byung-Tae Hwang who is working in a research facility of a startup company in Pangyo is getting married soon. He posted about his wedding on Facebook but didn't personally inform me. He could easily find my phone number by contacting Won-Chul or the others."
Gun-Ho drank soju almost every other day, and that increased his alcohol tolerance.
"I am destined to live in the countryside. My life is f*cked up. I have ShinWangJaeWang fate? ShinWangJaeWang my a*s."
 
It had been more than two weeks since Gun-Ho had a job interview with the company in Asan. The memory of the interview was fading away when he received a phone call from that company, a very unexpected one at that.
"Mr. Gun-Ho Goo? How are you? I am the manager of YS Tech in Asan."
"Oh, hi. This is Gun-Ho Goo."
"I am sorry that we took a long time to contact you. You have been hired as our bookkeeper. Can you start on the 1st of next month?"
Gun-Ho came to his senses by this unexpected and sudden phone call.
"Oh, of course, sure. I… I can."
"You have only five days left until the 1st of next month. Can you manage to quit the current job and start a new job with us within five days?"
"Of course, of course. I can certainly do that!"
"Let me tell you then what to bring on your first day of work. You might want to get a pen and a paper."
"Yes, I am ready."
Gun-Ho was so perplexed that he dropped his cell phone while looking for a pen and a paper, and stumbled over the computer power cord.
"You should bring a resident registration, a resident registration abstract showing the status of your military service duty, your highest school diploma, Consent to Collect and Use Personal Data, Identity Assurance Statement, and a work experience certificate letter from your current employer. I will send the forms for the Consent to Collect and Use Personal Data and Identity Assurance Statement to the email address indicated on your resume."
"Okay. I will prepare all those documents and bring them on my first day of work!"
"You can come by 8 AM on the 1st next month. I will see you then."
"Thank you. Thank you."
Gun-Ho felt so grateful to be hired by this company that he repeated "thank you" twice.
"I got it! I got the job!"
Gun-Ho clapped. He felt like he could fly.
"By the way, why did they call me just now? They said they would contact me by last Wednesday."
Gun-Ho sat on the chair and started thinking.
"I guess that the person they hired decided not to work with them, so they hired me instead as a substitute. Of course, I can't be their first choice. Well, they hired me anyway. Let's move to Asan."
Gun-Ho stopped by the Eunhyeon Township Office to get the resident registration and the resident registration abstract on the way to work after collecting bills.
"I can get my college diploma online, but what about the work experience certificate letter? There is no such thing in Bangil Gas. Well, I can find some samples on the internet and make one for me."
After he returned to the office, Gun-Ho drafted a work experience certificate letter referring to some examples he found on the internet.
"I need the boss' stamp to officially seal this letter… I have his stamp for the tax invoices stamping purpose; should I just use it?"
Gun-Ho thought he still should ask the owner for it.
"When he comes back from the gas pipe repairing work, I will carefully inform him."
A little after five o'clock, the owner came back to the office, looking exhausted.
"A*sholes! They tried to bargain for the repairing cost. I should have just left without fixing their pipes. Sh*t!"
The owner slumped down in his chair, looking really tired. Gun-Ho had to tell the owner that he would quit the job, but he couldn't because the owner seemed very tired.
"Gee, it is already half past five. Goo Jooim, you can go home."
Gun-Ho hesitated and the owner looked at him with a question mark on his face.
"What's the matter? Do you have something you want to tell me?"
"Umm… I am so sorry to tell you that I think I have to move to the city where my parents are."
"Why? Because your father is in the hospital?"
"My parents want me to come, and they are old now…"
"Hmmm…"
The owner looked very uncomfortable.
"I will have to find someone again. I really liked you here."
"Well, I've been thinking, and I think your wife can handle the work. You can save money that way."
"My wife? She doesn't even know how to work with a computer."
"She just needs to get the knack of it. She will become better and faster at the job after one or two months of practice."
"I know I can save money… But she always tries to argue with me whenever she is here in the office. That is the problem."
"Haha. That's because she likes you a lot."
"Well, I will have to think about it."
"I will work until the end of this month then."
"You leave that early?"
"My parents are pressing me."
"Oh well, what can I do about it."
"And once I move to the city where my parents live in, I might need a work experience certificate letter from this company."
"A work experience certificate letter? I've never done it before."
"I already drafted the letter. I just need your stamp. You can use the same stamp we use for tax invoices."
"Really? Then you do what you have to do."
"Thank you."
"Go home before it gets dark."
"Thank you."
Gun-Ho walked out of the office and turned his head to look behind him.
"Bangil Gas. I have so many good memories of this factory. The boss and his wife are good-natured people. Once I become successful, I will come and visit them."
It was getting dark; Gun-Ho drove to the Gwangjeok Township Office area where his room was located. He called the landlord to give him the notice to vacate his room.

This is the story of a poor young man whose poverty even shreds apart their family willing to climb his way through society and into the top. A very realistic novel that moves away from fantasy and sci-fi and focuses solely on the issues of society and life.

Rewinding back the time to just after the Lee siblings entered the building. 

Outside of Hope Entertainment's building, inside a discreetly parked black car, a certain man was casually scrolling through some articles while occasionally glancing at the entrance of the five-storey building. 

[Hope Entertainment's New Talent: Who Is Lee Yeo Ri?]

[VitaQua Girl Goes Viral Again]

[Netizens Are Going Crazy Over VitaQua's Poster Girl, Here's Why]

While he was looking into the articles and reporting posts and comments that he felt his boss wouldn't like, he stumbled across a certain link. 

[(Hope Ent.) Now hiring: manager position]

"Hm."

 Kwon Tae Yang tapped on the link, which redirected him to Hope Entertainment's website. The page quickly loaded, showing the job description and qualifications needed. 

Looking at the date, he found out that the job post had only been up since the night before. 

He narrowed his eyes, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. Could it be related to Miss Yeo Ri? It seemed like she was serious about becoming an actress. Was the company hiring a new manager for her? 

After thinking for some time, he deduced that that was the case. He once again skimmed through the article. For a few moments, he let his thumb hover over the screen. Then, he decisively tapped the 'Apply' button and filled the application before sending it in. 

"Kill two birds with one stone," he monotonously muttered to himself.

Merely half an hour after he submitted his application, a representative from the company contacted him. 

"Hello, is this Mr. Kwon Tae Yang?"

"Yes, this is he."

"I'm calling you on behalf of Hope Entertainment. You applied for a manager position earlier, right?"

"Yes."

"Um... did you, by any chance, read the job description?" The caller asked hesitantly. He was worried that this Mr. Kwon had misunderstood the kind of 'manager' they were trying to hire; in the job advertisement they posted, they were actually looking for a road manager! Someone who was supposed to help the artistes look for more work, liaise with people, drive them around, and serve them at their beck and call! This wasn't some cushy occupation like those managers in the sense of a normal company or a talent agent.

"I did," Secretary Kwon replied dryly. 

"...Okay, I understand." The representative's hand holding the freshly-printed resume of the person he was calling trembled. Was this Mr. Kwon crazy? With his amazingly high specs, he actually decided to apply for this practically-slave-labouring kind of job? 

"Would you be willing to attend an interview? Whenever you're free, just come directly to our company building."

"I'm free now."

"...Is that so?"

"Yes," Secretary Kwon nodded seriously though no one was there to see him. "It's hard to find a job these days. I am unemployed so I have a lot of free time," he shamelessly lied with a deadpanned expression. Well, it was partially right anyways. 

With his task to look after Yeo Ri, he was practically running around with nothing to do. Yeo Ri would never inform him about where she was going, so he had to always be on standby to follow her. On top of that, there was still the imminent threat of the thugs who kept coming after the girl. Having to look after that stubborn princess instead of doing desk-work like a normal secretary, he might as well be jobless. 

There was silence on the other side of the call for some time. Sounding as if he had choked, the representative responded, "Well, then, I'll be waiting inside the building. Just tell the receptionist that you're coming in for a job interview."

"Alright."

"Then, I'll be seeing you. Goodbye."

"Yes, thank you. Goodbye."

After ending the call, Secretary Kwon moved to exit his car. However, just as he reached for the door handle, he paused. Wouldn't it be too strange to just show up right now? He should at least give it a few minutes so as to not make them suspicious. He didn't really want to them to think that he was lurking around the company building like a creep. 

With that in mind, he sat silently in his car after setting a fifteen-minute timer. He patiently waited for his alarm to go off, wasting his time by reading headlines on a news website. 

Once the timer went off, he left his car and walked towards the entrance, stepping into the building nonchalantly. 

"Is there anything I can help you with?" The receptionist cordially received him. 

"I'm here for a job interview," the stoic man informed. 

"A job interview? Wait a minute while I check... ah! Here it is. You can head over to the fifth floor, first room to the right." The receptionist checked her computer and noticed that there was a note left by someone from management about a job interview. After she checked the picture on the resume and confirming Kwon Tae Yang's identity, she passed him a visitor's pass and gestured towards the elevator. 

"Thank you," Kwon Tae Yang accepted the pass with a slight bow and made his way to the fifth floor. 

Inside the room, a man was already waiting for him.

"Hello," he greeted first without waiting for the man to get up from his seat. 

"Ah, hello, Mr. Kwon!" Looking at the elegantly dressed man, the staff could not help but greet him in a very polite manner. He immediately stood up from his seat to receive the interviewee, gesturing for the man to take a seat somewhere. 

It was only when Kwon Tae Yang had sat himself down did the staff realised that he was influenced by the interviewee's atmosphere. It felt as if he was meeting an important client rather than an interviewee for a road manager position. 

The staff was surprised. He knew from looking at Kwon Tae Yang's resume that the man was a total elite, but he had taken it with a grain of salt; after all, it was not that hard to fake a resume. But after meeting the man in person, it was hard to believe that the man was faking it—unless he was a very experienced con artist!

"Excuse me," the staff forced a smile on his face, turning around in a hurry to pull out his phone from his pocket. He quickly looked through his contacts and picked out Park Soo Yeon's number. 

He felt that just him alone was inadequate so he wanted to ask for her help in assessing the new recruit. 

With no choice but to wait, the staff could only swallow down his anxiety. He attempted to smile, "So, uh, what made you apply for this position? I know you said you were currently unemployed, but for an eli—a person—like you, there should've been many offers for a better, higher-paying position? I could recommend you to our administration department, if you'd like—"

"—No. I would like to become a manager." Feeling that he didn't get his point across, Kwon Tae Yang emphasised, "Road. Manager."

The interviewer was sweating profusely. Seriously, what was wrong with this guy? Did he have an ulterior motive? Was he a pervert who liked to torture himself? He was obviously someone who was used to cushy jobs, so why did he come here?!

He discreetly glanced at the man's resume which he had placed on the table. In the work history column, it clearly said—Interned at the Blue House! 

The Blue House, ah! What kind of abilities or connections did he have, to be able to get an internship at the Blue House?

He didn't know whether it was true or not, but judging by his serious appearance, he was more inclined to believe that it was the truth. 

"Um, Mr. Kwon, becoming a road manager means you have to be ready to be treated like someone's servant. The pay is low, and you have to live according to your talent's schedule too, which means you won't have enough time to rest. On top of that, the boss wants a manager for a rookie, so your standing in the company won't be high. If you want to exchange for a more popular artiste, the previous manager of that artiste won't quietly take it lying down, so it'll be hard. Are you sure about this?" 

There was no change in Kwon Tae Yang's expression. "I'm serious about this. I'll be fine, thank you for your concern. I don't mind if I get a rookie." Rather, he would quit immediately if he didn't get the rookie, whom he was 90% sure was Lee Yeo Ri. Besides, that crafty princess was already making his life difficult, so seeing her more often wouldn't change much. 

"I-I see," the interviewer sweated. "Um, the president of our company will also be joining this interview, so can you please wait for a little bit?"

Kwon Tae Yang nodded, signifying his understanding. 

The two waited for a minute before the president finally showed up. 

"I'm here," Park Soo Yeon said as soon as she entered the room. "Hello," she greeted. 

The two men bowed their heads in return. 

With Park Soo Yeon around, the interviewer felt more relieved. He motioned for the woman to come closer, tilting his head towards the other man in the room. 

The boss lady took a brief look at the stranger before picking up the single-paged resume that was packed with words, reading it scrutinisingly. She, who would be managing Yeo Ri as her agent, could not possibly accompany the girl all the time due to her responsibilities as the company's president, so she decided to hire a road manager to help with the physical aspect. This guy was going to be accompanying her new treasure so she wanted to be sure he was safe, especially after she saw her employee's apparent hesitance.

"Eh?"

Just like her employee, Park Soo Yeon also froze when she saw those five words—Interned at the Blue House!

Interned at the Blue House!

Interned at the Blue House?!

A graduate with a double degree from a reputable university, judging from his bearings it was clear that he had a good upbringing; on top of that, he had worked closely with politicians before. 

Was this for real? 

No matter from which angle she looked at it, this person was very suspicious! Was he fooling around with them? No matter how one looked at it, it was absurd to think that someone would rather work for a no-name-yet celebrity instead of a well-paid politician. 

President Park raised her eyes to critically study Kwon Tae Yang. He seemed rigid and professional in his crisp business suit. 

She couldn't believe that such a well-mannered, serious-looking and intelligent man was actually applying for the road manager position. But then again, looks can be deceiving. 

"Tell me honestly—are the things you have written on this resume true?" The woman straightforwardly asked. 

"It is the truth. Feel free to make any calls to confirm them," the man boldly responded without changing his expression. 

The two engaged in a staring war for a good minute.

Kwon Tae Yang's eyes were clear, with a tinge of determination and sincerity. Park Soo Yeon couldn't detect any hints of malicious intentions from his gaze. 

Actually—Kwon Tae Yang did indeed tamper with his resume. 

He had actually altered a few things—he did not write about his current employer, Heo Woo Seung. He had given it some thought and decided that it was better to conceal his connection to the man. It would really seem highly dubious if they find out that he 'left' a high-paying job as a politician's aide for a low-level manager position.

"Excuse me for not believing you, but for the sake of security... you understand, right?" She finally said after breaking off eye contact. She motioned for her employee to look into the man's background. 

The employee quickly verified the information—Kwon Tae Yang had indeed graduated from the university he had stated on his resume. However, the information of his internship was too sensitive, and it was not something they could confirm in a matter of minutes. They had no choice but to put it off for the day. 

"Well, it is good meeting you today, Mr. Kwon. Perhaps it would be best if you return for now; we'll contact you in the future. Thank you for coming," Park Soo Yeon politely kicked him out. 

Secretary Kwon thickened his face, "I'll be waiting for the good news, then."

The background is set in a quiet small town on the outskirts of Seoul. In this town, people were friendly, except for one particular neighbourhood. 

In this neighbourhood, everybody lived their lives as if treading on eggshells, all because of one particular household: the Lees. 

People surnamed Lee were a dime a dozen, but these particular set of Lees were unique. Dysfunctional. 

The family consisted of four people; the father and breadwinner Lee Do Joon, the delinquent son Lee Hyuk, the top student Lee Gun, and the town's most beautiful girl Lee Yeo Ri. 

Lee Yeo Ri was regarded as a saving grace, but before anybody knew it, the saving grace was slowly disintegrating from within. 

Hidden underneath her perfect, angelic smile, was a girl who was slowly being crushed and torn apart. 

This is her story. 

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Cheng Wen had long since been promoted from his earlier role of the Hope’s human resource department’s vice leader to its leader. He oversaw everything related to human resources on the Hope. In a way, he was one of the influential people on the Hope.
He was a hardworking and capable officer, and he wouldn’t intervene in places where his presence was not needed. Even though it was because of him that many original government workers from Country Z were pulled from obscurity and made powerful officers. the Hope still relied on a system of fair meritocracy. Therefore, as the years passed, Cheng Wen’s position slowly stabilized, his power as great as the power that government officials from Country Z enjoyed.
Even though the event from a few years ago had stopped the interactions between government workers, those interactions couldn’t be completely prevented. Eventually, liaisons between officials became common again. Of course, there wasn’t anything illegal about them.
Cheng Wen, as the human resource leader, an original officer from Country Z, had great influence on the Hope and was rumoured to be highly valued by Yao Yuan. Therefore, many Country Z government workers liked to align themselves with Cheng Wen. Even though Cheng Wen was selective in the friends he made, those that had relationships with him all felt impressed by him. Cheng Wen had the presence to make them believe in him.
That Sunday, Cheng Wen was sitting across from two individuals with a pot of tea brewing between them. Cheng Wen had invited them over for afternoon tea to discuss the things happening on the Hope. Cheng Wen made use of a television program to unconsciously segue into the Hope’s current situation.
"The current situation is quite dangerous, isn’t it? Even though we have started the Silent Journey plan, there is no telling whether we will run into aliens or not, and if we do, it’ll be another war." Cheng Wen sighed as he took another sip of his tea.
"You are so right," a slightly overweight middle aged man groused as he sipped his tea. "After this plan to save the Noah One was announced, there were complaints coming from the public. This latest warp has dropped us into a large and safe solar system. This caused some unrest among the citizens. Truth be told, being in the PR department now is not enviable."
This middle-aged man was a middle-ranking officer in the Hope’s Public Relations Department. He was another Country Z officer that rose in position during the face slap operation a few years ago. His rank might've been low, but he held a certain degree of influence on the Hope.
On the note of the Hope’s government structure, after so many years of adapting and changing, its structure had slowly started to mirror the structure of a cabinet. Everyone answered to the Chancellor, but other than that, the members of a department only answered to the responsibility of their own department. For example, the PR department was responsible for the information transfer happening within the Hope, including television, internet, and paper media. Yao Yuan wouldn’t order them to do stuff and allowed them to work out their own rules organically. Therefore, if there were any misgivings within the department, it would be the responsibility of the PR Department’s members to hand in their own resignation letter.
This was why the PR Department’s members, like the middle-aged man, would complain when the citizens of the Hope started to complain. After all, to save the Noah One was Yao Yuan’s decision, but the PR Department was faulted by the public because they mishandled the information promotion and direction. In the department, many felt unfairly judged.
"Actually, there are ways for the PR Department to make use of this situation." The complaint was what Cheng Wen was waiting for. However, he didn’t blurt out his plan but went about it leisurely.
The middle-aged man was first surprised and then asked excitedly, "You really have a plan? Brother Lee, you’re famed for your intellect. If you really have any bright ideas, please help us out. The PR Department is having a fit. Outside the Hope is a large solar system, filled to the brim with resources, but we can only stay here and idle and wait for two more space warps. Honestly, at least 30 percent the citizens are having second thoughts about this whole operation to save the Noah One…"
"30 percent?" The other middle-aged man chuckled. "That is an underestimation. I would believe it if you said half. After all, the progress on the Hope is going smoothly, and the population number is reaching the Hope’s limit. Unless we can create a larger mother ship in the next decade, the Hope will be extremely crowded. And with the increase in the population, the resource levels will be dangerous as well. And let’s not forget the people we’re going to save are people from Earth’s governments, not the mention the possible dangers we might stumble into."
The others didn’t rebut, because everything he said was the truth. The Hope was enjoying smooth progress. Be it population, life quality, or science, everything was improving. Becoming a Level 3 space civilization was something inevitable, so must they risk so much to save these people from Earth?
After all, who knew how many original government officials there would be? These people… were the ones who decided to abandon Earth with no regards for other human beings.
Therefore, even though Yao Yuan’s immense influence had made this project a reality, since no one dared to object, a hidden resentment among the public was something unavoidable, and this could be the threat that ripped the Hope from within.
Cheng Wen took another sip of his tea and smiled. "No matter how many people are having suspicions on this decision, it is undeniable that the PR Department is currently under great pressure. Therefore, why doesn’t your department broadcast some documentaries to counter this situation?"
"Documentaries?" The others repeated in curiosity. The slightly overweight man asked directly, "What kind of documentaries? The government propagandas from Earth? Or war documentaries on heroes that we’ve lost?"
Cheng Wen shook his head. "According to the current situation, one of the biggest possibilities are war with alien civilizations, so why don’t we broadcast footage of our war with the space merchants? The videos of them storming the Hope and the fights between our Defense Unit soldiers. The videos of how savage they were and how they had captured us. Then get some experts to educate the public on how to save themselves, how to find a safe location to hide, when to run when faced with this kind of situation. Isn’t that the best kind of documentary to broadcast at this juncture?"
The surprise was evident. They put down their tea cups and looked at Cheng Wen hesitatingly. The slightly overweight man said, "Cheng Wen… but wouldn’t this make the public complain even more? This will make them even more afraid of war with aliens, and the Chancellor will probably be forced to take action… Cheng Wen, you have to be careful about what you say, since we have those earlier representatives as examples."
This was honest advice from the man. What were those earlier representatives that were fired? They were those that wanted to challenge Yao Yuan’s influence and spread nasty rumors about him. However, they underestimated the hold Yao Yuan had over the Hope’s public. Their plans failed from the beginning. Furthermore, Yao Yuan was from Country Z, so the current Country Z people wouldn’t plot against Yao Yuan in the dark.
Cheng Wen laughed. "That will not happen, you people are overthinking this. Plus, I’m just giving a suggestion. Furthermore, the Chancellor is a fair person. As long as the documentaries are not falsified and not released behind his back, then he won’t come after anyone as he wishes. Furthermore, isn’t the Hope currently facing this threat? This will be precaution for the public, to improve our survivability in case of war. This will be the contribution of these videos. Regarding public opinion… How about we make a bet? Have the PR Department do what I suggested, and after seven days, if the public still has suspicions against saving the Noah One, then I will hand in my resignation and the PR Department can say that this was my idea. I will shoulder the responsibility. How about that?"
The slightly overweight man frowned but still laughed and said, "Brother Lee sure likes to joke. We’re in a cabinet system, so we will not push the blame to someone else, but since this is Cheng Wen’s suggestion, then I wouldn’t mind proposing it to my leader. He’ll make the final decision. After all, I’m just a lowly government servant…"
Just like that, three days later, the Hope’s newspaper, television, and internet changed up their usual offerings from praises on the Hope to the introduction of dangers in space, including the various alien space civilizations, the videos on the fight with space merchants, the death toll of the Defense Unit after the war, and the current number of soldiers on the Hope…
In the week after the promotion period, the public's opinion regarding this project to save the Noah One gradually moved towards negative. In fact, the uproar had gotten so intense that it had reached the House of Representatives, but before the week ended, the public opinion made a complete 180. More than 60 percent was in support of the project because the member list on the Noah One was also released in this period. It had more than 30,000 Special Ops soldiers from Earth…
Therefore, in less than half a month, the internal strife that was burgeoning met its end. All over the Hope, only a small fraction of people maintained a suspicion against this plan, and the majority was in support of Yao Yuan’s decision.
Lee Cheng Wen’s resume and history once again found its way to Yao Yuan’s table… 
　　


Endless sky and infinite space, the cosmos isn’t some paradise waiting to be found, it is full of darkness and danger, death and terror of the great unknown. However, for that glittering swath of blue, we have no fear! For the longevity of men, we have no regrets! Nothing shall stand in our way because it is finally our time, our age! The age of cosmos exploration! 


436th cycle, solaris 2173 of the Federation

We made contact. The signal we sent six solaris ago was received by a distant planet in Sector 94b. I knew it. We are not alone. What a great moment this is. All of Cree should rejoice. We are not alone in the cosmos. Reaguth was correct in his theories. Sadly he won't see the fruits of his work. But I will take on his work. And once I become the head of the Observatory, I will push for further contact with our neighbors in 94b. 

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21st cycle, solaris 2179 of the Federation

They name themselves as humans. Strange name. Anyway I convinced Grand Observer Derth to fund the upgrade of the antennae. Reaguth would have been glad if he saw the developments for the past solaris. 

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29th cycle, solaris 2180 of the Federation

The humans are asking if we have thorium. They are offering a permanent trade agreement for the stuff. I don't know what thorium is though. Nobody does. They are dispatching a sample and soon we will find out. 

In other news, the maintenance department is idling again. Thirty antennae need repair, six satellites were broken by the last great storm and yet just the other cycle I saw them playing with skalers. I will advocate for their replacement in the project.

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312th cycle, solaris 2183 of the Federation

It turns out that the thing the humans call thorium is actually fretyline. The traditionals in the Council are adamant in trading our fretyline. I do understand their sentiments. Even an Observer like me still values tradition and faith. But the humans are offering technology in exchange for fratyline. I think that is a just trade.

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213th cycle, solaris 2185 of the Federation

Grand Observer Belth. How does that sound? This recognition feels hollow without Reaguth though. This has been our dream ever since we were of tender age. No matter. I now have the authority to resume our contact with the humans.

The terraforming of Veliu would have to be put back. But I believe that we will reap more benefits in discoursing with our neighbors. We can't trade our fretyline but maybe they would want something else. 

***

412th cycle, solaris 2191 of the Federation

They have arrived. At long last, we made our first physical contact with our neighbors. Their ships are advanced, powered by fretyline. The humans themselves are larger than us. I have so  many questions, enough to flood the cosmos. What is their planet like? Culture? History? What do they consume? Why don't they have fur? What's next? Should we make a joint exploration to the deepest recesses of the cosmos? Thinking about the knowledge we will accumulate thrills me without end. This is the beginning of a beautiful partnership.


*above is the transcription of what survived of a log found in a barren planet in Sector 215c

A book of random short stories of different genres.

Shen Tianyu was originally named Xuan Lingwen and grew up in a single parent household. Though her mother was poor and had to work multiple jobs, they were a happy family despite the financial difficulties. Though it was those same financial difficulties and the glimpses of her mother when the other was alone that implanted her desire to earn money at an early age. She figured if she was able to reach a high level at a young age, she'll be able to save on school costs through scholarships and she can also work without having to worry too much about her grades ince she was of age. Eventually, her mother did find another person to be with, a good man in her eyes who loved and took care of her mother. She and her siblings were almost a decade apart but she still took care of them the best she could when her parents weren't around. At a mere age of 15, she started her own business with a good neighbors of hers that she had known since she was little. The only major difference being that the other's mother never found a good man for herself and died from a drug addiction she had gotten into out of depression. Shen Tianyu's, or rather Xuan Lingwen at the time, mother had sheltered the boy in their household for a short time before he was able to safely walk outside again. Xuan Lingwen saw immense potential in the boy but because of his situation, he was unable to graduate from working at the local supermarket chain. So, she called him over one day and pitched the business idea she had been formulating for a decade in her mind when she wasn't busy studying, doing chores, or taking care of her younger siblings. Amazed at the intricacies of the idea and not able to find a single hole, the man, Kurama, had agreed. Though she figured a part of it might have been because of the gratitude he still held for the mother and daughter pair for sheltering him all those years ago. The founder of the company was supposed to be her and she would take over that position when she was of age, meanwhile, he was in charge of managing the small company in her place and executing her ideas. Knowing that he would be doing the majority of the work, she had repeatedly offered to have him named President but he always refused and kept his place as Vice-President. With the money coming through from the company that eventually became an international company with branches in almost every developed country, Xuan Lingwen was less tense than before about money. Her mother's new boyfriend and husband did indeed have a stable income but one can never be too safe. Besides, they were raising three kids, technically two and a half because Xuan Lingwen could take care of herself just fine excluding having an income. 
With the possible money problem out of the way and having learned things in grades way past her age, she finally focused her attention on socializing for the first time in her life in high school. She did have acquaintances she knew since her preschool days but they never became real friends because she was busy up until then helping her mother and trying to learn materials that far outclassed herself. She first reconnected with those acquaintances in the first year of high school before going on to make more friends. Apparently she was very popular and a great leader because she became Student Council President her sophmore year when one of her former acquaintance and now friends encouraged her to run for it. The slightly more relaxing high school life was thrown into disarray now that she had to manage the Student Council on top of her chores at home and co-managing her small business. But thinking that it would look good on her resume when she applied to colleges, she went with it. Despite how busy she had anticipated it to be, she actually had less work than she expected and besides the monthly meetings with the other committees and little paperwork, she usually had nothing to do. Which led her to, maybe abusing her power and, finishing her homework way before it was due in the Student Council room. She already knew the material anyways so sitting through a lecture going over the same topic would just make her fall asleep. And this way, she had more freetime for herself to do more of her own things that needed to be done. She made quite a number of friends during her high school career, some of which became her lifelong friends that she would share her troubles and happiness with. One particular one was Bai Yaoxuan, a neighbor that had went to the same preschool and every other school with her. She was an upbeat girl that wore her heart on her sleeves and was bad at lying. Despite not knowing much about Xuan Lingwen aside from her studiousness and her occassional humor, she readily accepted her into her friend group and even became the best of friends, to the point that they called each other sister when they weren't related at all. 
After graduating college, she took up her mantle as the founder and President of her company that was now starting to become a world contender without any fanfare. She never did like those kinds of celebrations and deemed them a waste of money. Only a few of her close friends, including Bai Yaoxuan, knew that she was the president of the up and coming company everyone was talking about. When they heard about it, they were all quiet for a solid three minutes befpore the news sunk in and they burst into different kinds of reactions. A few were disbelieving, some were excited, another batch started crying and another few went down on their knees and started spouting nonsense about creating a religion with her as the goddess. The company had been around for a few years now so her being the founder meant that she had founded the company that many years ago when everyone was worrying about which high school to go to and whether they should confess to their crush. The few that kneeled down on the floor of her cramped apartment, she was living by herself after all what was the point of an expensive apartment building, started calling her a once in a century genius and almost kissed her feet in worship before she drew back and warned that she will kick them in the face if they don't stop.
Now that she had taken up her position, certain things were expected of her as a member of society and a woman. However she never had the time to dabble in romance and the only examples she had were of her early childhood when her mother would sometimes have a mental breakdown because she couldn't handle the stress of being a single mother with an irresponsible father that she never knew the face of despite him being alive, and her later relationship with her now husband. Neither of which, she realized, were suited role models for someone in their early twenties with the former not being a good role model at all. Enlisting her best friend's help, Bai Yaoxuan giddily agreed and set up a date with one of their acquaintances that was also looking. 
The man and her did get together but broke up a short while after because she was practically always working and when she refused to give up her job when the topic of marriage came up, he... felt his maculinity was threatened. After all, he was an ordinary salaryman while she was the President of a quickly expanding company. Add to that she never mixed personal and professional relationships, he got more and more unsatisfied with her. Even her friends she knew since high school, heck even Bai Yaoxuan, had to go through the proper steps if they wanted to get hired. She would never help someone professionally out of their personal relationships because she believed that was looking down on the other's potential and she never wanted to hire someone only to have them be completely useless, since that would also sour their personal relationship. Seeing that the match ended in, pretty much, a disaster with how much he had slandered her near the end of their relationship, Bai Yaoxuan tried to comfort her and promised to find a better man for her. She never had real feelings for the man so the comfort was unecessary though. That promise was delayed though as Bai Yaoxuan was swept off her feet by another man. Happy for the woman, Xuan Lingwen didn't bring up the promise again. 
If people pressured her, she could just say that she was emotionally scarred and needed time to recover. There was enough evidence to back up that excuse anyways. As Bai Yaoxuan was dating the other man, she eventually remembered her promise and introduced the man's brother to Xuan Lingwen. "If we both married them, we really would be related then!" She had said with a wide smile on her face. 


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What would you do if you woke up as an infant in a jungle-like world?

The original envy of the world was reincarnated as an infant, child to a tragic couple. At the young age of 13, she was sold off by her self-proclaimed “biological” father. A useless beauty with no cultivation. But alas, it would be the biggest regret in their life. Those who once looked down on her shall recieve her wrath.
“Unfilial? So what? Why should a courtesan care what others say?”
The jack-of-all-trades prince follows her around and pampers her so much his monogamous parents are embarrassed for him.

But is she really as simple as she seems? This former envy of the world, just what could she be hiding in her past? Why does she sometimes have such empty eyes? Such low self-esteem in front of him? And, if she is a virgin, how can she be so knowledgeable about what goes on between couples?!

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England's three-match winning streak in the qualifiers had greatly boosted the confidence of English fans. They were finally beginning to believe the media's proclamation that "this is the strongest England national team in history."
In particular, their major 4:2 victory over Serbia in an away game showed the offensive strength of the England team.
The England team had won big points game after game, and the happiest people were not the fans or the media, nor even Tony Twain himself. The happiest person was Shaun Harvey, the English Football Association chief executive, who first contacted him.
Although Twain was not his first choice, he was a candidate whom he personally had selected. His good results meant that he had a discerning eye for talent. Furthermore, since Tony Twain took the job, he had not been spouting nonsense everywhere with his big mouth, with the exception of bickering with the media about the team captain role. All of this made Harvey, who had been worried about it, sigh with relief.
Truthfully, after choosing Twain to be England's manager, there was a time when he had been really worried about getting up in the morning and finding his door fully blocked by the media, there to ask him what he thought of Tony Twain's latest comments.
If such a thing were to happen every day, then it would not be a very pleasant experience.
But everything was good for now. Twain was focused on his work with the team and rarely started a war with the media or provoked a quarrel with other people. He also did not criticize the work of UEFA or FIFA.
Perhaps the reason for Twain's silence was the team's recent success? Once the results were not good, who knew what kind of universally shocking things the mad dog might do...
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Tony Twain was flush with success as the manager of the England national team. Even the UEFA's official website had dedicated an article to reintroducing the young "Godfather of Champions." He had previously been questioned by some pundits for having no experience in coaching the national team. Now those voices of doubt had disappeared.
But the more he was in the limelight, the more the Nottingham Forest fans would miss him.
The months of August and September were considered the honeymoon period between Flores and Nottingham Forest. He led the team to third place with five wins, one draw, and one defeat after seven rounds of the league tournament.
The media, which simply went where the wind blew, touted Flores as the new hope for Nottingham Forest. The Forest team would be back on its path to glory under the helm of the Spaniard. To prove that they were not talking nonsense, they also gave many examples. One of the examples given was rather silly and pointless--Flores was known as a "madman coach" in Spain, which made him similar to Tony Twain. If Twain, with the same character, could be successful at Nottingham Forest, why wouldn't Flores be just as successful?
But now the good luck was over.
Nottingham Forest had lost two games in a row under Flores's leadership before England's match against Serbia. After the national team's game had ended, the league tournament resumed. In the end, the Forest team tied with the "weak team," Middlesbrough. They did not achieve a single victory in October.
However, it was not over. Going into November, Flores's team beat Everton, after much difficulty, and Bentley was injured. Bentley left during the game with a serious injury, and bad news came from the hospital the next day. He had to be sidelined for at least three months.
Bentley was seriously injured while the team captain, George Wood, was suspended for two games after being red-carded in a match against Manchester United. The game against Manchester United was widely watched. As a result, the two teams played an explosive game. Mourinho came on strong against the Forest team, but Flores was not willing to lose to Mourinho, who was also an individualistic manager.
A violent physical collision happened right off the bat.
Twain had visited Old Trafford to watch the highly anticipated game, which he called the "rugby game."
Moke, the substitute for Bentley in the starting lineup, was fouled against twice in the first ten minutes, which ignited a fury among the Forest players.
Following that, the referee became the protagonist in the ensuing match. He showed a total of thirteen yellow cards and two red cards.
Nottingham Forest won 7:6 on the number of yellow cards, while the two teams tied in terms of the red card count. George Wood and Anderson were both sent off for a red card each.
In the end, Manchester United beat the Forest team 2:1 at its home ground, based on a somewhat controversial penalty shot, and returned to the top of the points table. Nottingham Forest, on the other hand, dropped to seventh place.
After the game, the commentator said, "Flores is in big trouble."
Tony Twain would agree with him on this.
He was supposed to be there to observe the players for the next game against Denmark. However, both teams played really badly, and Nottingham Forest was the worse of the two. The players whom he wanted to inspect did not play at the level they were supposed to. It frustrated him. He had intended to follow the deployment of the squad which he had used for the previous game against Serbia, but now it looked like he might be forced to make adjustments.
Bentley's serious injury put him out of the running for the national team. Wayne Rooney's alleged assault charges from beating someone in a bar meant he'd been plagued by the media and legal battles recently. Michael Carrick was injured during the game, and the Manchester United football club did not want the national team to mobilize him for the match against Denmark because it would aggravate his injury.
The national team manager looked more relaxed than the clubs' managers because he could pick the right player from anywhere in the entire country without having to consider the transfer fees. But there were not many players in the country who could meet Twain's requirements, especially in some positions. In a country such as England, where professional football was highly developed, no more than forty people could qualify for the national team.
Any major position that needed to be changed was a major headache for Twain.
Therefore, Twain had to be cursing both Mourinho and Flores during that game.
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On Wednesday, November 17th, the day of the national team's international match, England was back at its home ground after two away games, welcoming the second-place team, Denmark, to Wembley Stadium.
The twenty-six-year-old Nicklas Bendtner, Denmark's number one star player, was repeatedly asked by the media what he thought of Twain in the days before the game. He refused to answer any of these questions. For him, Nottingham Forest and Tony Twain were things of the past.
He had also left the unpromising Manchester City in the summer to join Everton. Although it was still a team with little hope of winning the championship title, at least the team had a desire to take a stab at winning honors. He rediscovered the joy of playing football on this team.
Twain did not use Bendtner to incite psychological warfare. That once-talented kid was one of the biggest regrets of his coaching career. But it had ceased to matter a long time ago.
He was already a manager who had won the Treble. Why cling to past troubles?
This game was just an ordinary qualifier for him. It was impossible for the media to hype things up through the feud with Bendtner.
If they hyped up the game as the fight for the top spot in the group, he would play along with a few remarks of his own.
It really was a battle for the top spot in the group, with Denmark and England accumulating the same number of points. Both teams had three wins with nine points each. But Denmark had fewer net goals and a smaller goal difference than England, so they occupied second place.
In fact, being the top team in the group was really just an issue of pride. As long as a team was in the top two spots, it could directly advance to the final stage of the competition. Even if a team was in third place, as long as it had the best result among the third-place holders in the group, there was a chance to go to Spain.
With the expansion of the 2016 UEFA European Championship, the number of teams allowed to participate in the competition had increased from sixteen to twenty-four, giving many mid-tier European teams hope. The qualifiers were also divided into ten groups. With the exception of England's group, which comprised seven teams, the groups had five teams. The top two teams in each group would advance directly to the next level. Then the third-placed teams with the best results in the top six groups would play two playoff games at home and away, and the final three teams would head to Spain.
England had done well for the group draw, and it would not be a problem for the team to advance to the next level. But to advance as the top team in the group was more in line with the English Football Association's goals. It would also make the English fans proud.
Twain made some adjustments to England's squad list for the game. Walcott would be in the right midfielder position while James Milner was on the left. Gerrard and George Wood were in the middle. Mitchell would start in the forward line while Rooney disappeared from the starting lineup. His replacement was Agbonlahor.
Both left-backs, Leighton Baines and Joe Mattock, were absent from the starting lineup. Lescott, who could play as both center-back and left-back, was starting.
The right-back was Glen Johnson, who had not appeared on the national team for quite some time.
In the press box, media from all over England gathered to discuss Twain's starting lineup.
"He hasn't had a fixed lineup since he took over!"
"It's normal; he has only just taken over. How many games has the team played?"
"He's trying hard to find the same feel as the Forest team, isn't he?"
"It's not just Tony. I'm not always happy with England's selection in several positions, such as the right-back..."
It's great that he can lead the team to three straight wins in this kind of situation."
"Denmark is not Serbia. The team is absolutely capable of creating trouble for us at home. I think the many changes that Twain makes are not conducive to getting results."
Obviously, the reporters only had the time to chat in the stands because the game was not very good to watch.
The game played at Wembley Stadium that day was dull. Denmark's tactic for the away game was very conservative, and England had no plan to face such tight defense.
Also, Twain was not too interested in competing with Denmark for the first place in the group. He did not care, as long as they could advance to the next level.
Having to face the Christmas period devil's calendar in the league tournament soon, the players appeared weak and dispirited. They were afraid of injuring themselves. It was only natural for people not to be able to lift their spirits when the game was being played so poorly.
In the end, the "fight for the top spot in the group" that was hyped by the media dully concluded with a 0:0 score. The Asian fans who had waited up in front of the television to watch the game must have been disappointed. But Tony Twain was not here to serve them.
Although the result was a 0:0 draw and the game was extremely dull, Twain was still satisfied. In the post-match press conference, he praised the performance of the Danish team. In fact, the performance of the Danish team was nothing to crow about. He also praised his team's performance, which sounded more like a bald-faced lie. Anyone with half a brain could see that the English team did not perform well. Twain only said they did so as not to put too much pressure on the players.
With the game against Denmark over, the two teams were tied in the rankings. England continued to rely on its advantage in the goal difference to come out ahead of Denmark, and they were ranked first in the group. Holding on to the top spot in the group, the English fans and the media would not make things too difficult for Twain.
After this match, the UEFA European Championship Qualifying tournament would not resume until next April. In between, other than playing in friendly games, Twain would be flying around to keep an eye on the performance of those players on the squad list.
This was the source of the biggest headache for him: unlike at the football club where he was able to closely inspect each player's form every day, the national team's players were scattered all over the place. They might not be able to maintain their form, so he needed to be a "frequent flyer" in order to keep on top of the national footballers.
The most awful thing was that the English Premier League did not have a "winter break." If he were a manager of another country's national team, he would be able to have a break of more than a week during the Christmas period, and he could spend the Christmas holidays with his wife. But in the English Premier League, the games were more frequent during this period, instead. Thus, he had to fly around to follow the teams, with his feet off the ground all the time.
"Maybe I should have bought a private jet..." complained Twain.
"You should be glad that you don't have to pay for all the trips out of your own pocket, Tony." Walker dampened his enthusiasm. Like Twain, Des Walker also had to fly around as the assistant manager. He was Twain's most trusted man.
"I'd better be thankful that we've had no problems with the flights so far..." Twain rolled his eyes.
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In November, Nottingham Forest had two losses, one draw, and one victory, which led to a further decline. More and more negative news about the Forest team could be seen in the media. There was also talk of discord in the locker room, with Gareth Bale openly questioning Flores's coaching. Coming after Flores blocking him from playing, his questioning caused a stir in the media.
Despite Flores's strong denials that he was at odds with the players, it was clear that he was losing control of the team.
It was Evan Doughty who came out to voice his support of Flores, saying his management was solid regardless of the team's performance.
But only half a month later, he had to eat his words.
Before Christmas, the Forest team suffered three straight defeats, and it was a mess inside and outside the team. Evan Doughty announced the suspension of Flores's contract with Nottingham Forest. Flores became the first manager to be dismissed in the English Premier League's new season.
Flores was also unhappy with the club's top brass going back on its word. In an interview with the Spanish media after his dismissal, he lashed out at the club's leadership, saying, "They said they wanted to support me the day before yesterday, and then pushed me into the abyss when my back was turned... I thought the managers in the English Premier League would have room to implement a long-term plan, but obviously I was wrong. In a team like this, you can't get the time you need..."
Some people cheered Flores's departure because they could not stand his botched performance long ago. They were looking forward to the new manager leading the team on a new path to glory. Others felt that Flores was nothing more than a poor scapegoat. Nottingham Forest had been unable to find a suitable manager since O'Neill's departure. The onstant turnover of managers could only accelerate the team's decline.
The locker room was very quiet with regards to the change of manager. No one came forward to comment on Flores's departure, even if it was to say a good thing about him. It could be seen as another indication of the terrible relationship between Flores and the players in the locker room.
Evan Doughty appointed the assistant manager, David Kerslake, as the team's interim manager before a new manager was found. But no one thought that Kerslake was competent to take on the position. He had been living in the shadow of Tony Twain all along. In many people's view, he was famous just for being Tony Twain's assistant manager. As to what he was capable of as a person...who really cared?
Tony Twain did not care if there was a change of personnel at Nottingham Forest that could shake up the English football world. For him, Nottingham Forest had really become a thing of the past. Pierce Brosnan had called Twain after Flores's dismissal, hoping to hear what he thought of the incident.
However, Twain felt that there was nothing to say. He said, "... It's quite normal. His results were not good; naturally, he would be dismissed. Evan Doughty is unlikely to pay for the team's results. Flores must have forgotten the words on the wall of the players' tunnel at Crimson Stadium. 'Victory is all.' This is the Forest team's tradition ... When you can't bring home victory, then you have to go. What's the future for the Forest team? I don't know, I'm not a prophet..."
Now he was flying over the European continent. Before Christmas, he had to go to Milan to watch a game and look into Lennon's recent performances. Lennon had inherited the traditions of Paul Ince and Gascoigne since his transfer out of the Forest team. He showed the signs of an English player not being able to acclimate to playing in Italy. He had not been selected for the national team for a long time, and he hoped his performance would impress Twain this time.


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.

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