A random writing collaboration between some of Webnovel’s craziest authors. Prepare to get your soul rocked and your butts blasted off!

Give me ideas or criticism you think will help my writing go further, i want to try writing for a job but am obviously new. thanks

For new authors like me, the reader's comments give us support. Reviews give us direction, and collection gives us motivation.

So what is collection? Collection is the number of people that add our stories in their libraries. It is a way for authors to gauge whether their story is popular or not. There is a hidden truth that most readers don't know about the "Collection" count on Webnovels. 

The Collection count is the number one killer of new authors. Killing would be an extreme word for it, more like…the number one "reason" why authors drop their stories.

Why? Because a story that no one reads is a dead story. 
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Xandarx: You guys have any idea how to build mercenary?

WWFire: Money can answer most of things.

Elyon: If all else fails USE LOLIS.

WanderingQi: I got flamed for introducing a loli in my novel LMAOO!

Elyon: Who is that heretic?

WanderingQi: And all my collections dropped by like 200 lol.

Elyon: Give me the name and I'll set LittleSister loose on him.

Madreader: @WanderingQi 200? Really?

WanderingQi: Yea, I dropped a lot. Made me go on hiatus and considering dropping the entire novel.

WWFire: Do u lewd the loli?

Elyon: Are you sure it's the loli's fault? I don't believe it.

WanderingQi: No. I made the system take the loli form lol.

Elyon: That doesn't make any sense.

Murakami: I bet it was those MILF lovers.

Elyon: Having a loli system gives you brownie points. Maybe you did something wrong?

Murakami: Loli Grand Summoning.

WWFire: That is highly possible will lead to lewd the loli path.

Madreader: @WWFire loli lewd path will achieve top ten ps ranking.

Elyon: Adding lolis will guarantee that you get high ratings it's a fact.

WWFire: What a dilemma of lewding the loli. #lolialwaysright

Elyon: Yes.

Madreader: @WanderingQi you must've added them late.... after absorbing the 1 percent loli haters.

WanderingQi: Haha, it was added in the beginning. Well, near the beginning. But then again, I'm also a scrub author.

Madreader: @Elyon Probably his dao of lolis is low.

Elyon: @Madreader sir my respect to you have increased by ten points.

WanderingQi: What is your dao? "The dao of lolis."

Elyon: The Dao of lolis is a passive. It just boost your skills. It allows you to freely give lolis head pats and hugs without making them run away.

WanderingQi: Favorability +1 towards lolis

Elyon: Yes +2 to charisma. Oi oi I'm not a lolicon SMH <-- member of the Lolita no Touche Faction.

[A/N: Let me say it loud and clear! I, AM, NOT, A, LOLICON. Don't listen to the authors of Webnovels, they are besmirching my good name especially Zenith. Hmmph! I saw your comments while I was sleeping. Don't make me catch you later!]

WanderingQi: I'm a trash author, but I think it works lol.

Elyon: Fellow trash author hello.

WanderingQi: Hello.

Elyon: *Shakes hand*

WanderingQi: *shakes hand* Nice to meet you fellow trash author!

Elyon: It's good to see you too fellow trash author!

Murakami: *looks in disdain at the trash discovery writers*

WanderingQi: We can continue to write junk food novels for the masses!

Elyon: Yes, give them diabetes, kidney stones, and gallstones.

WanderingQi: Haha.

Elyon: Haha! cheers to trashy authors.

Murakami: Kek.

Elyon: Wtf is this nonsense? I posted that I'll be taking 2 days vacation and I get 3 collections? What kind of logic is this? *is considering taking an extended vacation*

Murakami: Goes on hiatus, collections shoot through the roof.

Elyon: *goes back with 1k collections feels good man*

Murakami: Kek.

Rychil: @Elyon you also write smut?

Elyon: AHEM!

Rychil: I thought you're a pure and innocent person.

Elyon: I am pure and innocent. *nods*

Murakami: Rychil you are trolling me.

WWFire: *suddenly posted a real loli with big muscles.*

Elyon: Aargghhh! My eyes! What is seen cannot be unseen.

Rychil: *laugh emoticon*

Elyon: OMG! She has Ladybeard with him?!

The authors in the discord chatroom once again descended into procrastination mode, and some of them failed to write their chapters for the day. Another normal day in the discord chatroom.






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Author's Thoughts

When I first started writing, I was unaware of the importance of collection. I just want to write my story so that people can read it. But, after posting it in this platform called Webnovels, you tend to learn about things that make you change your perspective.

When I got my first ten collections, I was very happy. I thought that this number will continue to rise as I write my story. Then my senior authors started talking about collection count and I found out that my collection/view count is way "toooooo looooooooow".

Mmm, thinking back, it was one of the most depressing days of my life as a new writer. I only got ten collections after writing so many chapters and I thought that, how can people not love my story? It's so awesome, so epic, so fabulous that they will be pestering me instead to release more chapters. 

Authors are like that. They think that their stories are the best. The most beautiful, the most exciting, the most engaging, the most…so on and so forth. Unfortunately, in the face of reality, all of "THESE" crumble.

That day, I stared at my collection and asked myself. Why did they add it? Is my story interesting enough? Did my drop-dead, gorgeous, sexy body passed through the walls of space and time, and forced them to reconsider to add my story to their libraries?

For them to survive my story that had been labeled as… a story that will make people want to stab their eyes for the horrible grammar, tenses and sentence structures, breaks my heart.

To this day, I still don't know the answer. But, I'd like to believe that these ten silent readers of mine are there because they genuinely loved my story. That was enough, that was more than enough for me.

Silent readers is a term used by some of the authors in Webnovels. They are the people who love to read stories, add them to their libraries, but don't give comments or leave reviews. They're just there. Silently reading, silently supporting their favorite authors with their presence. 

We appreciate these readers, but you know…we want you to talk to us too. We want you to say something. We want you, to make your presence known. 

Do we really have to say "Please notice me Senpai?".

My friend, sleepteddy, said a few words before about improving his grammar for the sake of his reader's mental health. Believe it or not, some of the authors worry about our reader's mental health as well (Sleepteddy and I are the perfect examples of responsible authors!)

My beloved readers, I'm not telling you this so that you will avoid removing stories in your libraries. No, that's not the reason why this chapter was written. I want you to know that every time you remove a story from your library, somewhere out there, a new author is facing a heartbreak (LMAO! Guilt-tripping eh?)

A small snippet is needed to show you, how a decrease in collection count affects new authors. 
(Some of the conversations here was made up…or was it?)
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A Certain Story Teller: We ain't genius authors mate we're just amateurs. I'm not crying TWAT! TWATS!

A Certain King: *kicks the chair next to him* Damn it... I knew I had a problem with character connections.

A Certain Chat Killer: I'm depressed, please give me a shoulder to cry *cry emoticon*

A Certain Story Teller: BOI WE THE DEPRESSED DUO.

A Certain Hateful Person: *sings* Hello Darkness my old friend…I've come to talk with you again.
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Mmm, I'm surrounded by these kinds of authors. Can you think of my mental health whenever you remove a story in your library?

Joking aside, I do believe that a good story will always have fans waiting for the author to upload the next chapter everyday. If a story is interesting enough, then having a big collection count is just around the corner.

A gem will always shine once it is discovered, so it's just a matter of time, a bit of luck, and pray to the RNG GODS that your novel will be featured on the trending and daily updates list.

For new authors, their first 100 collection is a milestone. This gives them the assurance that there are people, somewhere out there, that are reading their story. The second milestone is 500 collections, then next 1,000, then 5,000, and finally 10,000.

The moment a story hit a collection count of 10,000, the authors can give themselves a pat on the shoulder because they had crossed a certain threshold. It means that a small minority of people deemed their story to be worth reading.

Of course, it doesn't stop there. There is a certain author in Webnovels that I know that have…millions in his collection.

Perhaps, someday, some of the authors in the discord chatroom will also reach that milestone. Until then, we just have to keep writing, keep improving, and keep making exciting stories that will make people "Want to ADD our stories in their libraries."

Have you ever wondered what your favorite Authors in Web Novels do during their free time? Don't forget that Authors are humans too and they have their own quirks and opinions. 

How can those Domineering CEO's that you love to read even compare to the manliness of our drop dead gorgeous authors who cries like little babies when they are stressed out and can't write anything due to Writer's Block!? Cultivation Chat Group can't even compare! 

Join our fearless Author Elyon as he show you a world filled with Frustrations, Stress, Anxiety, and Procrastination! 

WELCOME to The Webnovel Writer's Chatgroup!
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P.S The Cover Drawing is not mine. I just find it nice so I used it. Full credits go to the owner.


Zhang Zian was busy the whole day and now it was almost time for him to go to bed. 
Zhang Zian had been exhausted throughout the day, but now that he knew the elves' lives could be extended, his tiredness vanished completely. However, he hadn't told the news to Old Time Tea or the other elves yet. As Pi had said, it wasn't the right time. If he hastily told the news to everyone, they would be too expectful. The reality might be too disappointing. For that reason, they might as well not know about it in the first place. 
Even if the lifetime of the elves really could be extended infinitely, the elves had to go through an extremely difficult process to do so. Judging from Pi's stern expression as it read the untitled book, Zhang Zian figured that this may be his biggest challenge and trial since he downloaded the Pet Hunter game.
Although he couldn't understand the untitled book, whether it was the Hyperwebster Dictionary, The Book of Sand, or a fantasy book from another civilization in the universe, he was still very grateful for it. Without it, he wouldn't have found out about such reassuring and hopeful news.
The elves had fallen asleep, one after the other. Before going to sleep, Richard had been very active that night, as if everything put him in a good mood. Zhang Zian had to hang it upside down to calm it down. 
When everyone was in bed, Pi was still sitting in front of the computer, typing away.
"Pi, did the noise bother you?" Zhang Zian came over and asked. He knew how annoying Richard and Snowy Lionet were.
Pi shook its head no.
"Well, we're all going to bed now. Please go to sleep as soon as you finish writing." Zhang Zian brought over a small desk lamp. The lamp light was turned away from the bedroom, so it wouldn't affect anyone's sleeping.
He didn't plan on telling Pi what he was doing later, because he wasn't sure whether he would be successful or not. He didn't want Pi to be disappointed after giving it so much hope. 
Pi grinned and nodded.
Zhang Zian glanced at the elves again. After confirming that each elfin was in its correct place, he turned off the ceiling light. 
With the light from the desk lamp and his own nightlight, he laid on his bed and stared at the ceiling, listening to Pi type. He thought about the elves' lives for a while, and then thought about the situation of Uncle Li's diner. He tried to allow all of his thoughts to occupy his mind and keep himself from falling asleep.
About an hour later he heard a click, and the fan noise from the laptop disappeared. Pi turned off the desk lamp and the room grew darker. It climbed into the basket hammock chair to go to sleep.
Zhang Zian kept his eyes open for a while, and almost fell asleep. He pinched his thighs to keep himself awake. 
He looked up and guessed that Pi had already fallen asleep. Then, he grabbed his cell phone by his pillow and opened the Qidian app.
That day, as he watched Pi write, he had secretly browsed the Internet on his cell phone, trying to find out what the amazing reading lists were.
After he finished researching, he knew that reading lists were an important supplement to the Official Recommendation Spots from the Qidian website. A reading list was created by an individual, who would list his or her favorite books and the reasons why they would recommended those books on their list. If other readers agreed with the owner's suggestions, they would start following the creator of the list. The reading list owners were similar to bloggers who reviewed digital products on video websites, and the digital products recommended by bloggers tended to receive more attention. Some reading list owners even had tens of thousands of followers. 
After careful searching, Zhang Zian discovered that the reading list owners were roughly divided into two categories. One type introduced and reviewed each book in great length, while the other kind of reading list owners introduced each book with only one sentence. The former type attracted much more followers than the latter. After all, through the detailed evaluations and introductions, the readers could tell that the reading list owners had put in a lot of work into every book. 
That day, he had mentally noted the reading list owners' IDs who wrote long book reviews and then went to the comment sections of their lists. He first ruled out the most popular reading list owners, because in their comment sections, numerous authors or authors who pretended to be readers were promoting their own books. Those reading list owners wouldn't be able to read all the books being recommended to them, even if they tried to read 24 hours a day.
As for the reading list owners that attracted fewer followers, their comment sections were basically empty. It wouldn't be helpful for Zhang Zian to advertise Pi's novel in those lists. 
After more research, he targeted a reading list owner who had the tenth most followers. The ID name of the reading list owner was Morning Gorilla Star, who was mentioned by the author of Diplomats of the Underworld. 
Morning Gorilla Star had written down his requirements about posting advertisements in his comment: Do not copy and paste your ads. I will promote urban novels that have no or only one female protagonist.
Zhang Zian felt relieved when he read these requirements. He was extremely popular with women, and many cute girls were desperately hoping to be his girlfriend. Pi had just hidden this fact while writing the novel based on the life in Zhang Zian's pet shop. Therefore, Pi's novel had managed to meet Morning Gorilla Star's requirements.
Advertising was like sending resumes to hiring managers. The key points of the novel must be written as concisely as possible. What was the highlight of Pi's novel? It certainly wasn't that the protagonist didn't have a girlfriend! 
He typed on his phone: Can I promote my own book? The title of the book is Pet King. The protagonist, who is the owner of a pet shop, downloads a game that can capture elves. Together with the elves, he witnesses the growth of the pet shop. There is no female protagonist in this book. 
He thought it over and added "Currently" in front of the sentence, "There is no female protagonist in this book." Then, he satisfyingly clicked the "Send" button.
After sending the message, Zhang Zian repeatedly refreshed the comment section and anxiously waited for a reply from the reading list owner, just like a job seeker who was constantly refreshing emails and nervously waiting for replies after sending out his resume. Zhang Zian had read the books recommended by Morning Gorilla Star, and all the books were well-written. Perhaps Morning Gorilla Star wouldn't think Pi's novel was good enough. However, Zhang Zian hoped that Morning Gorilla Star, who had read countless books, could at least tell him why Pi's novel failed to be recommended by him. In that case, Zhang Zian could help Pi revise the novel. Zhang Zian was acting like a job seeker who was close to starving to death and desperately needed a job, whatever the job was, to feed himself.
Since it was nearly one o'clock in the morning, the owner had probably gone to bed already. Watching his comment drowning in other comments from authors promoting their own books, Zhang Zian couldn't help but sigh in dismay.
Perhaps he sighed too loud, because Zhang Zian heard a squeaking sound come from the hammock chair. It sounded like Pi had turned over.
He locked his phone screen and waited a little longer. He didn't unlock his phone until there wasn't any more sounds coming from the chair.
What should he do?
He was very sleepy. Should he wait till the reading list owner woke up and try advertising again? 
No, he shouldn't wait. Tomorrow, Pi would receive its first Minor Recommendation Spot. If its novel failed to be ranked in the top three or top four spots, it might never have a chance to receive a recommendation again.
With that thought, he decided to advertise on another reading list. Advertising was just like begging, and as long as he could swallow his pride now, he would gradually become thick-skinned. 
This time, he lowered his expectations by moving his attention from the reading list owners with tens of thousands of followers to ones with hundreds of followers, hoping that some of them hadn't fallen asleep yet.
Zhang Zian noticed that there was one whose ID was Yang Chenkong. In his reading list, Yang Chenkong wrote reviews with thousands of words for each book and offered many thoughtful insights. However, Yang Chenkong only had a mere 3,000 followers. Would it really be useful to advertise in this list?
Zhang Zian desperately went to the comment section. To his surprise, he saw that this reading list owner was still online, discussing his opinions with his friends about a certain book. 
Zhang Zian hadn't read the book that they were talking about. However, from reading their conversation, Zhang Zian felt as if he had read it and learned about its successes and failures. From observing, Zhang Zian could tell that Yang Chenkong was very professional. 
For some reason, the comment section of his reading list was blank and had no advertisements. Zhang Zian chuckled to himself. He could take advantage of this rare opportunity to advertise. 
There were some basic rules of advertising for all reading lists. Unlike like people who put advertisements in bathrooms,  book-promoting advertisements couldn't be randomly posted. Each reading list owner had different requirements for advertisements. For example, Morning Gorilla Star had explicitly stated that he would only recommend novels with no or one female protagonist. Yang Chenkong, however, had a wide range of book choices. Except for supernatural novels, Yang Chenkong basically read every genre. 
However, the most difficult thing was that the list owner didn't specify which book genres he would recommend, and Zhang Zian didn't know how to cater to his preferences. After thinking about it for a while, Zhang Zian rewrote the message that he had sent to Morning Gorilla Star. He deleted the sentence "Currently, there is no female protagonist in this book." He added, "Feel free to read the sample chapters, but don't blame me if you're poisoned (Translator's Note: Read and Poison sound the same in Chinese)," hoping that his self-deprecating tone would draw Yang Chenkong's attention. 
After clicking "Send", he was too tired to repeatedly refresh the comment section as he did before. It was almost half past one in the morning, and he would need to get up early that day.
Putting down his cell phone, Zhang Zian lay down flat on the bed. Soon, he was half-awake and half-asleep, and he would completely fall asleep at any moment. 
In the darkness, Pi had been watching him the whole time. It had barely moved, except to slightly change its posture after its legs started to get numb.
Pi had always known about Zhang Zian's actions. It could tell from Zhang Zian's exhaustion. 
Since Zhang Zian was so tired, it wouldn't matter if he did these things later, right?
Pi opened its mouth and silently imitated the shape of someone saying "thank you."
What?
Zhang Zian thought he heard something. It seemed like someone was talking to him. He barely could open his eyes. His drowsiness was as heavy as a mountain, pressing down on his eyelids.
He looked around and found nothing out of the ordinary. He unlocked his phone screen and saw that it was past two in the morning. 
Since he hadn't logged out from the Qidian app yet, he clicked open Yang Chenkong's comment section, the second reading list owner he advertised on that night, hoping to find Yang Chenkong's review on Pi's novel. However, he found no review, and saw that the advertisement he had posted was gone.
No wonder the comment section was so empty. As it turned out, Yang Chenkong deleted all of the advertisements in his comment section. Zhang Zian's efforts were again all in vain. 
He couldn't keep his eyes open anymore. He shoved his cell phone under his pillow and fell asleep.


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

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


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

The frigid breeze blew across the deserted campus. Barren trees creaked in the wind while flurries of snow began to attack those unfortunate enough to be outside.

Unlike the normally active campus, students had their heads down, scurrying here and there. Everywhere you looked, there were college students staggering around like zombies. If their nose wasn't pressed in between the pages of a textbook, they were frantically typing on their laptops.

The library was filled to the brim. All of the desks were occupied. While most were desperately cramming information inside of their brains, others had given up. They were slumped over, fast asleep on desks and in chairs. 

Liu Aili looked as if she were to pass out at any moment. Dark purple circles rimmed her light-colored eyes. Her hair was swept back into a ponytail, and her fair skin looked sickly in the fluorescent lighting of the library. 

She stood up and shakily put her laptop into her backpack. Her hands were shaking. She frowned as she glanced toward them and muttered, "I knew that fourth cup of coffee was a bad idea." As she walked towards the exit of the library, she glanced back towards where she was sitting to make sure she didn't forget anything. 

"Crap." 

She walked back toward the desk - it was already occupied by another desperate student - and grabbed her thermos off of the table. 

"Sorry." She mumbled to the student that replaced her in the comfortable library seat. He didn't even glance at her as he responded. "No problem."

She placed her thermos into the side of her backpack before descending the grand staircase of the library. Like most of the buildings on campus, it was old. Very old. 

Liu Aili stopped to stare at the high arched ceilings and thought it was as old as it was beautiful. Even though the library was creaky and cold, it harbored a little piece of her heart. She spent countless hours in its chilly embrace. Whenever she had a paper, she would come and work here. After 4 years enrolled in college, it would be her last time coming here. She would graduate in two weeks!

She harbored no doubts about graduating, but she held a wealth of anxiety toward the future. She didn't have a job lined up, and, as much as her parents nagged her, she didn't want to go back home and be a bum while doing her job-search. It's not that she wasn't a good student. In fact, she was an excellent student. She was naturally talented academically. But she knew that talent alone did not transfer over into automatically finding a job. Her thoughts flitted toward her double-major. 

She majored in Communication Studies and in Animal Behavior. She loved animals. She adored their loyalty, their ability to be trained, and their level of intelligence. Most people harbored doubts toward how intelligent animals actually were. She snorted, they were certainly smarter than some humans! However, she knew that she would not make a very good salary by doing what she loved: training animals. She pursed her lips and started creating a mental to-do list of what she had left to do tonight.

She just finished her last paper - no need to write any more academic papers for a while! She grinned at the thought. Her grin faded as she mind moved toward what she had left to do. She only had one presentation left before she would be done for the semester. 

But Professor Cheng was notoriously difficult to please. He would fire questions as rapidly as an automatic gun spewed bullets. He was the most curmudgeonly among crotchety old man. Professor Cheng would always make little quips and snarky comments during his lectures. Her brows furrowed. He would also make little quips and snarky comments during students' presentations. It was only funny if you weren't the one he made those remarks to. 

Liu Aili had finished her presentation. But, she thought, she should compile a long list of potential questions Professor Cheng might ask her. She needed to shower and pick out her outfit for tomorrow, as well. She shuddered to think of what he might say if she showed up in an oversize hoodie and sweatpants. 

Despite his sarcastic personality, she truly admired Professor Cheng. His knowledge was expansive in the topic of animal behavior. Not only was he more knowledgeable than other people, he was more knowledgeable than most textbooks. In fact, he had written a fair amount of textbooks himself.  

She scowled as she looked at her watch. 8:02 PM. She would have to stay up half the night working on those questions. 

Oh well. I should just appreciate this is my last all-nighter as a college student, she thought in an attempt to comfort herself. 

As she walked on the snow-lined sidewalk, her mind wandered to her reading list. Her favorite authors had probably updated their novels and she had no time to read them! Tears streamed down her face. I'm sorry I haven't been a loyal reader! I will catch up tomorrow night! I promise!!!

She needed to get back to her apartment so she could get started on that list of questions. 

She tripped on an uneven chunk of sidewalk and almost fell when she slipped on ice while trying to gain her footing. "@$#!%@%@!" 

Today is really not my day!!

When Aili finally got her balance, she kept walking. She rubbed her dry and stinging eyes. They hurt due to the sheer lack of sleep she had gotten over the past week...

HOOOOONK! 

By the time she looked up, it was already too late. She only saw the truck a second before it hit her. 

As her thermos flew through the air, she wondered idly what Professor Cheng would say if he could see her right now. She could almost hear his dry voice, "Oh? So you'd rather walk into traffic than go to your final, huh?"

She landed on the frigid ground and felt her head crack against the pavement. Her legs were crushed. Was that her thermos leaking? Or was it her own life force leaking from her damaged body? She knew the pain would come soon. 

Aili watched as the snowflakes feathered softly against the night sky. They were illuminated by the headlights of the truck, she distantly observed. It was almost as if it was not her who had gotten into the accident.

As she bordered in between life and death, she heard the sound of a bell. Ding!
A mechanical voice sounded.

[System initializing...]

The f*ck?! Was she really thinking about her favorite novels before she kicked the bucket? Was it a hallucination? Shouldn't her life be flashing before her eyes or something...

[System downloading.... Download Complete. ]
[.....]
[Congratulations! You won. You have been selected for the chance to use the Transmigrating Animal Communication System. Please say "okay" to claim your reward!]

Aili said, "..."
Why does this sound like a computer virus?! Didn't they just mash her majors together and add "transmigrating" to the beginning?! 
"No...no thank you."

[Congratulations, Host! You have said "thank you." This fulfills the requirements to install the system.]
[System installing....]

WTF?! You went ahead and downloaded without asking me and now you're installing when I didn't give permission?? Installing to what?! 

[System installation complete. Initializing set-up procedure.]

The mechanical voice suddenly adopted a masculine pitch. 

[Host, do you want to live?]

...
.........

What is this nonsense?

"No!" Aili blurted out. Why did its voice change? I don't understand what's going on!
[Error message: an unknown error has occurred. Repeating question one.]
[Host, do you want to live?]

She felt dumbfounded. "I'm not a host! I want to die! Who wants to live like this? I don't want to study anymore! Just let me die in peace!! So what if I die? I don't even have a job lined up!"

[Understood. Confirming response. Did you say, "I'm a host! I want to live like this! I want to study! Just let me! I don't even have a job!"]

Pei! What system. This is a virus! A virus!! 

She spit blood. She didn't know if it was from her injuries or from anger. She stayed silent and felt her body starting to cool down. Her eyes fluttered shut. Better to die than trust this shady hallucination.

[Response confirmed. Initializing transfer...]

Liu Aili's eyes snapped open. What do you mean initializing transfer?! I never agreed to this!!

Liu Aili was just a normal college student. 

Studying animal behavior and communication, she never thought that one day she would be like the stars of the novels she loved so much. 

During finals week, she had a mishap. She was so over-caffeinated and sleep deprived that she accidentally walked into the street without looking to see if a car was coming. 

CRASH!

Just like that, she was crushed by a truck.

Hovering between life and death, she heard something that came straight from the web novels she read.

System: [System initializing.....]
[........]
[Set up complete.]
[Host, do you want to live?]

Asked this simple question, Liu Aili responded right away, "No!"

System: [.....]
[Error Message: An unknown error occurred.]
[Repeat. Host, do you want to live?]

"I'm not a host! I want to die! Who wants to live like this? I don't want to study anymore! Just let me die in peace!!"

System: [Understood. Confirming response. Did you say "I'm a host! I want to live! I want to study! Just let me!"] 

Liu Aili, spurting blood, Pei! This cheap system!! Leave me in peace!!!

(main character)
Name:Angelina robinson
Eye color:brown
Skin tone:Olive
Hair color:brown with a mixture of blonde
Favorite things to do:Hangout with friends and family.
Birthday sign:Aries ♈

Name:Liam Black
Eye color:Green with a mixture of blue
Skin tone:Olive
Hair color:Blonde
Favorite things to do:Hangout with the boys at the bar and to enjoy life also.
Birthday sign:Leo ♌

****Author's message:Hi my name is makayla and I hope that you guys really enjoy my novel and to please share if you want to💕And if you want to know some things about me to please look down below.


Authors special Q and A

1.what is your Bitrthday sign?
we'll..I was born on the month of August so I'm a LEO ♌ YAY!!!.

2.Who is your favorite character??**

**I don't really have a favorite character-But i like them both.

3.What is your favorite color??

My favorite color is PINK!!💖

4.Where are you from??

I'm from America**

5.Who inspired you to make this novel??

we'll other authors on mangatoon did,I enjoyed the excitement from their stories and wanted to make one.

6.what is your favorite thing to do?

My favorite thing to do is to hangout with my friends on the weekend and to eat FOOD!!.

7.What is your favorite food??

my favorite food is pizza,fries with cheese and macaroni with cheese.

8.what is your height?

we'll I'm 5'4

9.what are you scared of??

well im scared of rats and snakes

what is your favorite T.V show?

My favorite tv show is Riverdale and Stranger things-When I was a kid it was mya and miguel,Blues clues,Sometimes mickey mouse and Clifford the big red dog.(comment which one is your favorite)

11.What is your favorite manga??

My favorite manga is Bossy President-It's AMAZING!!!.

12.manga or novel???

I would say both because they are both great and amazing.

Again I hope that you guys would really like my novel because I put a lot of work,stress and thoughts into this.This is my very first novel ever and i decided to make it romance because it thought that it can be eye catching to the audience since it is a very popular topic .In the novel you would feel tension between the two characters and etc,But throughout the story you would feel hate and  heart break.

A girl named Angelina who is a 21 year old was on her way towards home from work-Then she came across this perplexing young man who Angelina finds out that He is a CEO of an multi-million dollar company!!
 
1.will you finally find your lover?

2. If so,Will he be like your boyfriend from highschool or not?

3.Is he a playboy?

4 does he believe in love ???

read this novel to find out!!!

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