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Logline: 
An ATF agent has to team up with his colleagues from the international intelligence community to stop an intergalactic war.
Synopsis/Details: 
"The Three Days of Condor" with a little sci-fi twist. It's a PILOT baby (TV 15 mins)

Jake (aka "Griffin/Griffon/Gryphon") Griffith, ex-ATF field agent soon-to-be State Department rep, is being sent to Estonia's new International Library to meet his literary counterparts from an undercover intelligence community of 8 nations and find out that the aliens exist and an outcome of the failing negotiations to avert an all-out intergalactic war is pretty much in his hands.

Tec: Anyway we got the money right? 
Liz: yes we have I made sure we got identity cards
Tec: Oh then whats our identity then? 
Liz: were a newlyweds 
Tec: wait newlyweds? At age 16? 
Liz: yes is there something wrong with that? And in the first place, you want it! 
Tec: well I didn't say I don't want it but in this world, people don't get married this early in life 
Liz: We can just change their memories about it 
Tec: Nope were just going to tell people we're rich or something...
Liz: okay. 
Their conversation ended and an agent comes towards them and said...
Agent: Good day Sir and Maam! What house do you need? 
Tec: hey Liz does this woman have power or something? Because I think she just read my mind! 
Whispered Tec
Liz: I don't think so... And this girl is really polite she didn't kick us or something because of our age or something 
Tec: well we're driving a Maybach and our Looks are expensive so that's must be the reason...
Liz: you're right about that! Anyway, talk to this girl!
Tec: hey! We want a house 
Agent: What kind of house you want? 
Tec: uh... the most expensive one you have.
Agent: of course but first please have a seat we will bring pictures of the houses.
Said the agent telling someone to bring the pictures 
Agent: May I ask what preference you want in the house!? 
Tec: just give use the much larger ones the price doesn't matter 
Agent: Okay sir... Currently the most expensive and largest we can offer is this.
Said the Agent Passing Tec a Picture of the Mansion
Tec: Hmm this is good don't you agree Liz?
Liz: Yes it's good...
Agent: That's great! This Mansion has 11 bedrooms 15 bathrooms 1 indoor pool and 2 outdoor pool a helipad and many more than you can possibly imagine.
Tec: that's good much is it? 
Agent: Sir it will cost $390 million for this Mansion.
Tec: that's alright I'll pay it now Full.
Agent: that will be great! I'll call my manager to talk with you about the deal!
Said the agent Happily and quickly Run towards his manager! Seconds later a white Fat bald Dude comes towards Liz and Tec.
Manager: Hello! Sir?
Tec: just call me Tec.
Manager: Nice to Meet you sir Tec I'm called Bren... Anyway about the House that you wanted to buy?
Tec: yeah ill pay it full so it's 390million right? Make it 400 million Hire some Maids or Butlers to keep the house clean and do make your process fast as my wife and I need to do something...
Bren: Yes of course! I will immediately do it right now! 
Said bren Telling his Staff to do the work as he entertains Tec and Lis but after some time, it's finally done 
Bren: Sir Tec and Madam Liz it's almost done and it will only need your ID and we will be completely done with this paper works as I don't want you to wait any longer...
Said Bren said that Tec gives his ID to Bren and Bren Look at it and Said
Bren: Sir Tec is So young Yet so rich! I'm so jealous of you! haha! 
Tec: Hahaha! I'm doing this for my wife! As I don't want her to be Sad! 
Bren: Ahahaha! how thoughtful of you!... Anyway sir Tec and Madam Liz it's all done and the house is Yours to Keep now ill send a person to clean the Place for now and I'll call you when the Work is done and the Maids and Butlers Should be there too when I called you! 
Tec: is that so... How much time will it take?
Bren: it's usually 2-4 hours but for you sir I will ensure that it will only take 1 hour! 
Tec: Good! I'll be going now and Heres my number... Call me as soon as possible
Bren: Yes! I will and let me send you off!
Said bren as he walks Tec and Liz our of the Building
Bren: Good Job Everyone! We just made a Big deal! I will treat you all tonight!! Ahahahaha! 
Said Bren whose laughing loudly and his Staff cheering for him! Meanwhile in Tec side
Tec: Now that the housing problem is done... We need a school to go and we need to wait for 1 hour to get to our house...
Liz: I got a great idea to waste time! 
Tec: that is? 
Liz: Shopping! 
Tec: what? But why? And how did you know about shopping!? 
Liz: Uh... Duh? Remember I'm a system? I literary know everything 
Tec: right.....
Liz: anyway Let's go shopping! I want to buy a lot Of dress...
Tec: I guess shopping is not that bad... 
Then Tec Drive to the Nearest Mall... When the got out of the car many people are looking at them like some kind of superstar or something
Girl 1: Kyaaa! Look at that Handsome Face! He might be a Superstar or something!
Boy 1: God Damn! That girl is super hot! I wanna marry her! 
Boy 2: yeah me too but Look at that Man beside her! Do you think you have a Chance? 
Boy 1: Fuck! Man, how the fuck can you be that handsome! Even I was attracted to him for a moment!
Boy 2: hey! Man don't question it! Even if you're ugly and all we can still find one for our own!
Boy 1: what do you mean Ugly? I'm more good looking than you! 
meanwhile on Tec side...
Tec: Man there are too many people watching us! 
Liz: Didn't you want this attention?
Tec: I did but not like all the time... Should we just hide our True faces for now?
Liz: No its too much work to do.
Tec: What do you mean to much work? We can just literary use magic to change our Faces
Liz: I didn't Create this Face to just hide it 
Tec: well you got a point on that...
Liz: Enough about that let's go shopping!
Tec: yeah yeah!
Then Liz and Tec Go to shopping but Liz is Buying all the things she like so did Tec buying all the Things he got attractive too but 1 hour has passed and Liz and Tec spend almost a million on useless Stuff.
Tec: Liz! Bren Called we should get going and we already bought almost everything here...
Liz: fine I'm done here anyway 
And so the two paid their stuff and drive toward to the address Bren gives
Tec: delivered this to this address.
Said To the person in charge of the delivery 
And after couple minutes of driving Tec and Liz Arrived

Tec Is the mc I made him the others are not mine it's from their respective owners

Thanks
Ok bye

"So, you called the cops on them?" Donovan asked Gogo Ganada while he ate a large bowl of cereal on the kitchen floor.
Gogo Ganada nodded in reply. "There were a lot of fans, too, in the parking lot. But as it turns out, a lot of them actually aren't fans, and they're people hired by the media to look like fans and heat things up."
"Oh boy, they really dug themselves into a hole this time."
"Hm...I...I...can you keep a secret?"
"Uh...yeah."
"Yesterday night, I went to get some leftover pizza from the fridge, and Calvin just popped up out of nowhere, took that dictionary---"
"The Tome of Z?"
"That's it? I don't know anything anymore. Anyway, he took it and left out the window. I...I think he's a wizard."
"Gogo Ganada, can you keep a secret?"
"Ye, I don't talk to anyone but you guys and occasionally my parents."
"Ah, thank you. Well, Calvin can teleport and other stuff."
"That's cool beans. So...he's a wizard."
"From the future."
Gogo Ganada nodded a couple of times. "So he's a time traveling wizard?"
"Yes."
"Cool...beans...I-I-I-I-I don't like how I'm not surprised by that."
"It just be like that sometimes."
"It really do."
The apartment become silent aside from the occasional clinking of Donovan's spoon and his bowl.
"Wait, how long have you known? Is this the reason why everyone's been so cold and silent around here lately?"
"Ye, I've known since the end of May---or was it early June?---and everyone else has known since the end of June."
"Ah...so I'm the last to know."
"Ye."
"Okay then, cool beans."
Donovan began to laugh. "Since when did you start saying 'cool beans?'"
Gogo Ganada replied with a shrug. "It really just be like that sometimes."
"It really do."
The soft rustling of a blanket emerged from the living room, unfortunately too soft for both Gogo Ganada and Donovan to hear. The rustling was followed by slightly louder steps, and then the sudden appearance of Calvin in the entrance of the kitchen.
"Good morning." He yawned.
"Oh, shit, I didn't think you're awake." Donovan added.
"Just woke up."
"Want me to make you some cereal?"
"Ye, thank you. I'm...I'm going to take a bath."
"Hm."
Calvin yawned once more before turning and leaving towards the bathroom. After locking the door behind him, he took his shirt off to analyze the ever-growing, eye-shaped markings that snaking across his skin.
They had covered almost his entire torso, and there were a few that had snaked down his left thigh, right arm, and up his neck so that even pedestrians know about his strange eye-shaped tattoos. Surprisingly yet ominously, he noticed they avoided his spine, something that he wished he knew why while not wanting to question it either.
"Z, you here?" He called out, hoping neither Donovan nor Gogo Ganada heard from the kitchen. He had received no response since his last encounter with her in the Void two---almost three---weeks before.
"I have decided to give up all dealings with you." She had said, and boy did she stick to her words.
"Z...." Calvin begged while the aspen eye markings blinked and rolled at him. "...I'm sorry..."
There was still no reply, and he did not even feel a presence.
----------------
Ai Di walked into Kalli Llyoid's office after work. Fang Wen had insisted on going in with her, but she said "no" and he could no longer argue.
"Well?" Ai Di snapped at her literary agent, her eyes fuming with rage. "Why did you call the Ato brothers?"
"They have a hotline and...I guess I just got lucky." Kalli Llyoid replied from her desk as she peered over an open newspaper to glare at her client.
"Just...got lucky?"
Her literary agent just shrugged. "Yep, but they seemed to show a lot of interest at the address. Don't you live with like three or four other people?"
"I do---"
"That's interesting, so much more than any sane person would probab---"
Ai Di slammed her hand into the table, causing a few loose papers to fly off her desk. "Don't. Call. The. Ato. Brothers. Or. Anyone. For. That. Matter. Ever. Again. Okay?"
"I---"
"Okay?"
"I don't like your attitude, I can call you for trespassing, you know that right? And slander."
"I haven't even published anything publicly but that book."
"Sure...but...coming in here and criticizing my work sounds like slander to me."
Ai Di sighed and sat down in a turquoise chair in front of Kalli Llyoid's desk. "Whatever. Well, how is the publishing going?"
"What do you---?"
"I mean with the book title and the pen name change."
"It is going pretty swell. They will appear on shelves by the end of the month."
"Good, may I have the publisher's information?"
"Why---?"
"Because I have made the decision you are not worthy to be my literary agent."
"What do you---?"
"My next book will be self-published."
"But---"
"I understand that our contract ends in October and I will not be renewing it and will release another book myself."
"How are you going to do that? Become your own literary agent and editor and---"
"Yes."
"But the contract you just---"
"If you read the small print, I believe my friend and I made sure something about the book's rights forever being in my hands." Ai Di stood up proudly while Kalli Llyoid gaped in awe. "Good-bye, Llyoid." She smiled once more, turned on her heels, and left.


 "People want to see you smile"
 
 "Verses from an astronaut"
 
 For those who love good morning.
 Another day where you will face what man calls the world.
 One more beautiful word to emphasize what we call
 selfishness, we live in a world where people want you to smile
 her motives.  But you know what?  Damn it, damn them.  Live everything intensely, every second, every minute.  For my time
 friends ... don't stop, don't go back,
 nor does it help, time just goes its way and never goes back.  THE
 all those who love good morning from their favorite astronaut.
 
 Ps: I am beyond the stars writing to you.
 
 The mood was pleasant that morning, I barely wanted to get out of bed and wake up to the sound of Frank Sinatra and his relentless desire to sing motivated me to write, and to help people like me, or like you Alice.
 
 My cell phone rings and is the only person who knows me basically for what I am, not physically but as she describes "my talent that moves the world" my agent.
 
 _Bom morning Cecile what do we have today?
 
 _I just read your post and thought it was amazing.
 
 I smile as I put the coffee in the cup and go back to the living room in a bathrobe.
 
 _Thanks, it wasn't just why you called, was it?
 
 _ No, people magazine wants to make a literary event for some of your fans and insisted that you show up.
 
 At that moment I snorted, Cecile wanted to be my agent and I accepted but the only condition was that she or someone would never know who I am.
 
 _You know I hate that, don't you?  Be seen.
 
 She also snorts
 
 _I know Josh well but this time is different you can give a reason for people to believe, if they even see you.
 
 My speech ceases at that moment, and I think, maybe it would be good if someone knew that I exist, even if I was masked.
 
 _That's good Cecile, I will, but I have a condition.
 
 It bursts with happiness on the other side.
 
 _Ta good but what is the condition?
 
 _ I want an astronaut helmet with a black plotting on the inside, and I will introduce myself like this.
 
 I notice that his expression changes on the other side because his speech has changed.
 
 _Ta Mysterious sir I will try.
 
 _It was good to talk to you Cecile.
 
 I hang up the phone without even waiting for a response from her on the other end.
 
 📥 Message received📥
 
 _Good morning, I think it's time for you to meet my literary crush.
 
 _but already?  So suddenly?
 😆
 
 _ You deserve it, and somehow you will identify yourself with him, I'm sure.
 
 _Sou very demanding did you know?  But come on, is there who your heart belongs to?
 
 _Eu I don't know him well, in fact nobody knows he prefers it like that.
 
 _Meio dangerous not?
 
 
 _ On the contrary, it inspires me to be who I am today and who I want to be in the future.
 
 _ He introduces himself as an astronaut
 
 _ That's all I know.
 
 _ I have all his books.
 
 _ You need to read
 
 _How about if we meet in the cafe in front of the campus?
 
 _ Why not, if you say that he is all that I would love to meet him.
 
 _ Okay, meet me in 20 minutes?
 
 _ Of course, see you soon.
 
 I really wanted to tell you who I am but things started to go wrong the moment you said you were in love, with me .... or worse with my fictional character, in a way I was happy but in another I knew that  it was only making the alleged lies worse.
 
 When I arrived at the cafe you were already waiting, you smile when you saw me and hugged me as if you have known me for a while.
 
 _Sorry I'm late
 
 _Without problems I ordered a coffee for us.
 
 I sat across from you and next to it were all 6 books published supposedly by me.
 
 _Here it is.
 
 At that moment, I pretended not to know the book, but I wanted to talk to all 6 of you and all the inspirations about it.
 
 _Permanent Memories of a Spouse.
 
 You get excited about the title and then comment on it.
 
 _Ah this one was first, man it is beautiful the way he describes what he felt, it seems that it is his life.
 
 _And if it is?
 
 You stop smiling and bite your lip in doubt.
 
 _Like this ?
 
 _And if each of these books is a piece of what he went through?
 
 You are static and I know what's going on there, you wonder how you never thought about it before.  _Eu Never thought of that before.
 
 Right in the bull's-eye
 
 _If you say he writes and details every feeling here, it means he felt it and went on to the role.
 
 You open the book and add your favorite page.
 
 _Read this part here.
 
 You point to the exact mark on a square made with a green marker, again I pretend not to know those words.
 
 Page 32
 
 The universe is infinite, our lives are not.
 The way you hide the truth from me only shows how much I dedicated my time, my efforts and believed that inside that piece of meat that pumps blood to your body, there was love, something that would give me meaning.  But in reality it is just what keeps you alive.  You blame it all on falling over me but I really was there when you needed it most, when you were sick I took care of you, and now you use reason to end my feelings.  I hope you are happy with someone who makes you smile just like I did you, on that rainy day in Pittsburg.  I'm sorry if I didn't say goodbye I'm just trying to rewrite a part of me that you tore up.
 
 Ps: Besides the stars writing for you.
 
 
 
 Clear.  The beginning of it all, in fact I was unable to hide the memories so just after closing the book I was thoughtful for a while.
 
 _And then ?
 
 I turn my attention to you.  _Realmente he knows what to write.
 
 _Eu said, you need to read the others are incredible.
 
 The truth Alice is that at that moment I was afraid to hurt you, at some point you would find out who I am and maybe it would be soon.
 
 " The big day"
 
 Verses of an astronaut
 
 For all those who love good morning, today is a great day for me and of course for you who accompany me, today I will attend as promised at the People's literary event.  Well, I hope you come and are happy, don't forget 8 at the palace hotel here in Seattle.
 
 Ps: I'm beyond the stars writing to you.
 
 The day hadn't even started and I was already nervous, anxious and scared all at the same time.  It was to be expected, after all my phobia we were about to start, that's right.  I have a phobia of crowded places so I didn't really like literary events and parties.  The truth is Cecile had convinced me that people need to know that I existed in some way, so I faced it.  At 7 in the morning a car came to pick me up, as I always put on an astronaut's helmet and I went in the direction of the hotel, as soon as the car touches the sidewalk thousands of people go to the car, that was too much for me, I needed to get down  without anyone touching me.
 
 _ Go around, let's go in the back please.
 
 Cecile was not there to help me, so I basically had to act alone.  The car stops in an alley and I go down through the service door and walk through the corridors until I reach my room.
 
 _Ate what end you arrived, I was worried.
 
 Cecile speaks as she adjusts my navy jacket.
 
 _Acredite it would be easier if my agent was with me.
 
 She snorts open the door and pushes me inside, then locks it with the key.
 
 _I had to wrap Alice up, now she knows that I work for you is crazy to meet you.
 
 I sit on the couch and take off my helmet.  _This is crazy Cecile I shouldn't be here.
 
 She sits next to me.
 
 _How not?  Look at all these people who came to see you, they deserve Josh.
 
 _I know but, my phobia is attacking and I don't know if I can go there like that.
 
 _No no no Josh you will not back off now, you got here and will do that.  Not for you, not for me, but for them, now put on your helmet and let's go.
 
 Toc toc
 
 _Ah must be the editor of the magazine.
 
 Cecile opens the door and a tall, dark-haired woman walks in with a big smile on her face.
 
 _Cadê ele
 
 I quickly put on the helmet before she can see me.
 
 _You may come in
 
 Cecile says in a somewhat sarcastic tone since she had entered even before being invited.
 
 _Senhor Astronauta it is a pleasure to meet you at last.
 
 _Please without formality just call me nauta.
 
 She smiles as she greets me.
 
 _Ah of course, and how are you?  Comfortable ?  Need something ?
 
 _No I'm not well thank you.
 
 _Excellent
 
 She sits on a chair and starts to interview me with a notepad.
 
 _ It is just a short story before the event.
 
 She crosses her legs and begins her interview.
 
 _Então how would you define this moment?
 
 _Generally I am against public appearances, I do not like the world to be seen but I believe that these people deserve to know who I am and that I exist in some way.
 
 She writes it down in her notebook.
 
 _ Do you intend to one day show your face to the world?
 
 I sighed at that moment, in my whole life I never imagined my face on magazine covers, in newspapers, books, I always had this phobia of people that hindered me a lot in my teens.
 
 _ It is complex believe me, for me it is a great sacrifice to be here.
 
 She is curious to know about it and something that should be just a short story becomes more and more intimate.
 
 _Why ?  Any phobia?
 
 Sigh.
 
 _Yea.  As I said, I don't like to be seen and my readers respect that.
 
 She gets up.
 
 _Bom I think that's all your fans are waiting for you.
 
 She opens the door and leaves the room.
 
 _ Sorry about that.
 
 Cecile, concerned with the questions, smiles weakly.
 
 _Relax, it's time we will end this.
 
 I get up the moment I speak, adjusting my navy blue blazer.  After the fourth
 I walk through the corridors to the hall where the event would be taking place.
 
 _What song is that?
 
 _Dancing aaron smith.
 
 Says Cecile.
 
 _By chance do they think I am some kind of literary prostitute?  Don't you have something older?
 
 _Don't be boring, they just don't know your musical taste.
 
 We turn right and stop in front of a door.
 
 _Remember if you are nervous take a deep breath, one answer at a time is okay?
 
 Cecile besides being my agent took care of my well being, until recently she didn't know who I was personally but she knew about my fears and my tastes.  The doors opened and everyone in the hall applauded my entrance, I went up some steps and sat in a chair facing everyone.  Journalist, TV channels, readers, writers, so many people who were there for
 me, and it was not 10% of the people who actually followed me, in the midst of so many people, someone stood out for the wide smile she was sitting staring at me, she kept her eyes shining all the time anxious to hear my voice and clarify all of her  doubts.  "The brilliant story of a novelist"
 
 
 
 We have all felt it.  These butterflies in the stomach, whether for someone or something.  However, one day these butterflies disappear from inside you, and a big black hole appears, bringing a great sadness and the certainty that they, the butterflies will not return.  That's how I thought, that's how I thought for years in fact, butterflies never existed.
 
 _ Thank you for coming to the first question please?
 
 I know you must be thinking, how does an insecure person with panic syndrome simply decide to end up at a press conference?  The truth is that at that moment I became a simple fictional character.  It wasn't me, not there.
 
 _Lord astronaut, melissa from The New York times.  We would like to know why this "Helmet" is the real reason?
 
 And there was the first embarrassing question.
 
 _Oh melissa.  The truth of this helmet is that, in my view, people should not love faces but character.  If I remove this mask you will start to love a simple man who puts on paper the truths that no one has the courage to speak.
 
 Look at me lying to myself.  The truth was much more painful than that and they didn't deserve to hear it.  Not now.
 
 _The next question?
 
 _Senior astronaut?  Mark Morales of Cnn.  Does your character happen to be based on a dream of yours?
 
 _Eu Never said he was a character.  This is yours, showing the world that astronauts are always above us, always above our problems and that they are also novelists like us but more intensive in relation to the stars, we see only a glow they know every part of it.  It is more an admiration than a dream.
 
 _ The next question is selected.
 
 And here she comes, the question that left me with unsteady legs, right from the person who managed to shake my emotional.
 
 _Senior astronaut delight Alice a huge fan of her works, in the book posthumous memoirs of a spouse o
 you told the story of a character called meow no katachi who suffered some abuse in childhood, could you detail this story for us?
 
 At that moment, a lump in my throat appeared, I was sweating but I couldn't see it, my silence brought a real mystery on the part of the media and people, what I was thinking about, Cecile was looking at me with a "Don't stop now" look and  I just thought about how to tell this story without wanting to run away.
 
 _Ahn .... katachi was a character that brought a very big problem to the book because many people did not accept that story at all.  Katachi was a young man with a considerable degree of autism, but a simple high school boy with a dream of studying human feelings.  A cold person, who was unable to love, and one fine day he meets the bella who actually lived in an abusive family and was totally unfocused on life, he decides that she would be the perfect person to understand the feelings he didn't feel,  and he ends up falling in love with her, the big question is how to explain passion to someone who never felt it?  He goes down with her and meets his parents who actually hate him, one day he is invited by her family to a simple dinner, where in fact he was ....
 
 Would they understand?  It's like shouting at deaf people.  Once again, my silence caused curiosity.
 
 _You must be wondering why I didn't finish the katachi story in the book.  The truth is that not everyone would understand and just because the character is autistic has generated a great repercussion.  I'm sorry but the katachi story is not going to be finished.
 
 And as I had already predicted, I got up amid the bustle of flashes and connected cameras, and left there as if that event was over.  For me, yes, I entered the dressing room, locked the door, sat in the chair facing the mirror and started to analyze each part of this new character of mine.  I was just a commercial doll, a doll where people buried their problems, but nobody wanted to know about mine.
 
 TOC TOC
 
 _Josh?  It's Cecil ... Are you okay?
 
 I never been.  I know depressive moment but in fact that was the real Josh, it was the real me.  Someone who served as consolation for many and entertainment for others.
 
 I put on the headphones and turned the music on at full speed.  And there I was in my universe, something created by me where no one could interrupt me.

a novelist writer, seeks the answer of his life in frustrated novels

Xi Wan nodded and continued playing cards. After one round, the set designer and prop master kept talking about their love for this new actor, Guo Xin.
Qian Mengfei's eyes were shining when she was asked, "really? But the title of the play is so amazing. Is it really good? "
"It's super good, and the content is super good. The plot is very strict, and I think it fits with history. There are a lot of new actors in the play, and their acting skills are great, so it's very good, " the prop master said enthusiastically.
Qian Mengfei was speechless. "I was scared off by the name back then. It's too shocking, and I don't think it's my type. "
The set master said earnestly "Little Fei, let me tell you, in this day and age, don't think that the entire drama is shocking just because the name is shocking. You can't be too forward-thinking. Most of the time, those TV dramas, novels, and titles have shocking names, but the content isn't shocking at all. Some of them are even very good. "
The prop master also nodded "I think that those writers and writers are doing this to attract the audience and the viewership ratings. In this day and age, as you know, if we don't make some shocking factors, we won't be able to arouse the public's curiosity. Then there won't be any viewership ratings. "
The set designer was full of agreement "Yes, yes, the public's curiosity is the most important thing. Didn't you see that the real thunder drama that Zheng Yu wrote had extremely high viewership ratings? " There are also those novels on the Internet. Look at those literary and artistic titles. What hits did they get? Look at those overbearing ceos who fell in love with my title. How good is the click rate? You have to know that no matter how good the novels are, there aren't many readers who will read them. No matter how bad the novels are, there will always be a portion of readers who will be retained. "The general environment is like this. Since you want to have an audience and readers, you have to make changes. "
Qian Mengfei's mouth was agape, as if someone had opened an incredible door to a new world.
"No wonder it's so hard for me to find books. It turns out that some of the good titles have also become shocking. "
"That's right, that's right. It's the trend of the times, and there's nothing wrong with being more direct. At least you know what the story is about, right? Otherwise, if it's a literary title, you won't know what it's about even if you think about it for a long time. "So, no matter what the title is, as long as it's good, it's fine. I forcefully pushed for this drama. "This logic is universal. "
At that time, Xi Wan held a card in her hand. "Do you guys still play Mahjong? "
The three of them looked at each other. "whose turn is it? "
"What Card did you just play? "
"I, I, I, I, White Board. " The set designer quickly played his card and continued to Ramble, "Guo Xin is really, really, really handsome! Oh, my new prince charming will definitely be comparable to Ming Ri in the future. "
"Hehe, he's comparable to Ming Ri again. Why is there always someone comparing Ming Ri? " Qian Mengfei pouted. "I've seen too many artists like him. None of them are good. They can only be said to be short-lived. "
"..."
On the other side, after Xi Wan went down the stairs, Li Feng's assistant said, "she's quite a good girl. It's just that there are a lot of scandals. "
Li Feng's manager shrugged and didn't mind. "I've heard of scandals too. As long as there's exposure, it's good. " In his opinion, some of Jiang Xiwan's news must have been done by the company's team.
His assistant also understood what his manager was implying, but he still firmly believed that the news had nothing to do with Jiang Xiwan, so he didn't say anything more.
The agent said again, "Feng's search results for Du Niang have been dropping a lot these days. I did some research today and found that he only shot 20th on the male celebrity rankings, but he actually fell out of the top 10. The young man who became famous because of 'Qing Gong Transmigration Yin Zhen fell in love with me' , Guo Xin, is also from our company, right? The search results this week are all in the top 10. In addition, this TV series is still popular on the fruit channel, so his ranking won't drop for a while. " The agent's words were full of jealousy.
Li Feng's assistant smiled and comforted him, "there are a lot of short-lived celebrities, only long-term celebrities have the ability. Besides, our brother Feng is a movie star. He can't be compared to this kind of TV drama star. He's just lowering his status. "
The agent rolled his eyes at his assistant "What do you know? In this day and age, the media has publicized so much. The boundaries between movie stars and TV stars have also been blurred. Popularity is the hard truth. If you're popular, if you're popular, then you have a market. If you're low in popularity, then the investors and manufacturers won't like you! "
The assistant hurriedly agreed.
The agent said again, "Sigh, actually, the male lead of that drama was given to our Li Feng, but I feel that this drama is about the transmigration of thunder drama, and it's also about the transmigration of the Qing Palace. I felt that it was too low-class, so I rejected it. I didn't expect the pictures and text to be so inconsistent. This drama is very strictly prohibited, and the filming is also very good. I'm so regretful "If our AH Feng were to act in this drama, his popularity and acting reputation would simply rise to a whole new level! "
The agent was really heartbroken. Such a good opportunity had been rejected by him just like that, and it had even been wasted on a rookie actor in the company. It was really... ... It would have been fine if that rookie had been led by her, but it just had to be led by his sworn enemy. These past few days, his sworn enemy's tail had been sticking up, and he was just short of flying to the sky. It was really infuriating ...
Then, he looked at Li Feng, who was currently the biggest celebrity in his hands. Although he was still popular, because of the filming time of "The question of love" , the filming time was always irregular. Many of the drafts and invitations had been rejected, and his exposure was not as good as before He had asked the company to increase the publicity of their public relations. People only said that they had enough fame, and if they continued to publicize it, it would be counterproductive. As a result, du Niang's search ranking was only 20th, dropping out of the top 10!
"It's alright. It's a blessing in disguise. Our brother Feng's 'romance of the Heaven' will definitely continue to be popular. " The role of the devil world's supreme was a very eye-catching existence.
The manager held back his words. This movie had many big stars. The producer and biggest investor were all Xiao Yinzheng, the male lead was Zheng Mingri, Tian Ying's Yang Feng, who was as famous as Li Feng, and the guest star, Chen Xueer Qiao Yu, who was extremely popular on the Internet, and Tian Ying's number one Newbie, Jiang Xiwan, who was plagued by scandals. It was hard to say how much attention AH Feng would receive.
Now, he really regretted taking on this movie for Ah Feng. Not only did he waste such a good opportunity like "Yin Zhen from time travel falls in love with me, " but he also came to play the role of the second male lead. Even if this movie would receive a huge response after it was broadcast.. However, there were too many big names. The amount of attention could not be guaranteed. Moreover, the acting skills of the male and female lead that Xiao Yinzheng invited this time were like cheats. It would be very difficult to please Ah Feng in comparison to them.
It was a loss, a huge loss.
The manager was burning with anxiety. Finally, he said, "why don't we plan a love scandal together? "

REVENGE IN THE ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRY!
COPYWRITER: In her previous life, she was a grand slam best actress, but she was tortured to death by her best friend. Before she died, she was unwilling to accept it. Fortunately, the heavens were hanging down on her, and she was possessed by a fourth-year media girl. Therefore, with hatred, she started from the bottom step by step, and climbed to the top again. She was proud and outstanding!
About Love: In her previous life, she was moved by Jin Zhu, and she died a miserable death.
In this life, meeting him was both her life and career. He was both her benefactor and her benefactor. She was unmoved and unmoved. She stuck to her original heart. In the end, it made him angry: Jiang Xiwan, do you have a heart or not He thought that he would leave her, but unexpectedly, he doted on her even more. He even racked his brains to create a "human life" ... ...
In the world of mortals, it was a touch of brilliance. Believe it, it was there. If you don't believe it, it was also there.
Group number: 486914513. Welcome to the group to play.

It's been more than half a month since the time flashed.

    With the sincere cooperation of Cameron, the filming went smoothly. For more than half a month, most of the films on Rosarito's set have been filmed.

    However, for the remaining few scenes, Tang En set aside a full month of filming time.

    Because the next film is the core of the whole movie, and it is the soul that lets fans buy tickets to the cinema and willingly shed tears.

    Underwater play!

    Throughout the entire "Titanic", there are not many actors in the water, but it is the essence of the entire movie. And filming in the water is extremely difficult, challenging and challenging.

    Even though a month's worth of filming was set aside, Tang En wasn't assured of a successful completion. Cameron even thought that without 50 days of filming, it would be impossible to complete this part of the film.

    Don En sighed. It wasn't that he was worried, but whether Kate Winslet could resist it.

    There are several parts of the water play, and some of them are fixed-point shooting in the swimming pool, which is very easy to do. Just inject warm water into the small sink.

    But most of the shows require a lot of water!

    For example, when the seawater poured into the cabin, at least three full containers of water were needed, which made the crew go to get so much warm water?

    It is now October, and the temperature of the river water is more than 20 degrees. If soaked in cold water at this temperature for a long time, no one can bear it! Especially the heroine "Ruth" has a lot of such drama.

    After thinking about it for a long time, Tang En decided to start from the simple and shoot in the swimming pool. After the big ship broke, the scenes of "Jack" and "Ruth" floated on the icy sea.

    This scene requires powerful acting skills and a collision of souls, and the sparks of love shaking in the cold sea water.

    Fortunately, the pool is warm.

    ...

    "Jack, I love you!"

    "Don't do this, no goodbye. Hold on, do you understand?"

    "I'm cold."

    "Ruth, you can be safe, you can have many children, watch the children grow up, and then enjoy your old age ... you will be there. Go to heaven on a warm and comfortable bed, not here, not tonight, or die like me, do you understand? "

    " I ... my body is numb. "

    Hearing here, Tang En sighed," Stop! Come here first Here, rest for ten minutes. "

    The atmosphere was serious throughout the crew.

    Tang En wore a thick layer of waterproof clothing, carrying a camera wrapped in waterproof clothing on his shoulder, slowly climbed up to the swimming pool, looked at Cameron with a sad look, and shook his head.

    This lens has been taken for six hours!

    According to Tang En's understanding, it is best to have a stable long shot, and freeze the lover of life and death. Use the most objective attitude and look at the love of "Jack" and "Ruth" from the perspective of an onlooker, instead of participating. Miscellaneous pattern editing.

    Generally speaking, this is a common method for expressing the theme of sublimation in European literary films.

    It's a pity that it looks bad now.

    The cold and bitter feeling, the sorrow of life and death, the resentment of heaven and man ... Either Leonardo or Kate, the emotions are not expressed well.

    "How are you, are you okay?"

    Cameron came over, looking concerned.

    The performances of Leonardo and Kate were hard work, but also director Tang En!

    He was carrying a 20-pound camera and was standing with the two in the swimming pool. Even if it was warm water, such a powerful load would be enough to defeat anyone.

    Tang En shook his head, knowing that Cameron could help to shoot in the water, but he must refuse, and his expression was firm. "If I can't hold this director, how can I ask my actor?"

    Cameron patted his shoulder and applauded: "Don, what you said!"

    ...

    "My body is numb."

    "Winning a boat ticket ... is the luckiest thing in my life, let me know You, I 'm really honored ... very honored. Ruth, you must promise me, promise me to live, you ca n't give up ... no matter what happens, no matter what the circumstances, Ruth, promise me, promise me ... ... "

    " I promise you. "

    " Don't forget ... "

    " I will never forget it! Jack, I will never forget it! "

    " CUT! "

    Tang En's face was not good-looking, and his tone was a bit heavy," Lyon, You have to remember that you are dying. Every sentence of yours is the last sentence in your life. You have to show the solemnity and sacredness entrusted to you in your life when you are dying. It is just simple and weak. The performance is too superficial! "

    Leonardo was very ashamed." I'm sorry, Don, I will try to understand. "

    " Kate, remember what I said? You have to make the emotional expression as complicated as possible. Fear, there must be sorrow, but also hard work Firm belief exhortations! What can I see? Dull, dull, lifeless! "

    Dunn is the first time that such harsh words to her, Kate Winslet tightly bit his lip, refused Make a noise.

    "Forget it, go ashore." Down En paused, turning his head, "I'm sorry, Kate, I took back what I said just now, don't go into your heart."

    Kate squeezed out a smile, it was difficult to see.

    Ashore, Tang En announced an important decision to everyone, "Fix the sink on the west side, half an hour later, we will go there to shoot!"

    "Ah? Isn't this set of cameras shot?"

    Tang En Brow an eyebrow, "Who said no?"

    "Don't you say ... Ah! Tang En, you are going to shoot this group of shots in cold water!" A deputy director suddenly realized and exclaimed.

    Tang En nodded heavily, "I really think so. This lens is very important. It is the sublimation of the entire movie soul. We must be perfect!"

    There are some unimportant literary plays, in order to catch up with the progress, pass.

    But such an important lens must not have any mistakes!

    Upon hearing the news, Leonardo and Kate were silent for a moment, and a kind of fear appeared in their eyes.

    They've had enough of filming in warm water. If it's cold water ... I

    dare not imagine!

    ...

    Jon Landau's New York studio set sent by Grant Hill naturally became the supreme leader here.

    The New York set is mainly green screen shooting, and the scheduled shooting period is fifteen days.

    At this point, Jon Landau was whispering in the office with his confidant assistant Raymond.

    "Already contacted, when the wire breaks or the induction fails, anyway, we have conceived more than a dozen solutions to create obstacles for the kid."

    Raymond blinked his left eye a few times in a row, and his mouth moved coldly Smile.

    Jon Landau-handed rhythmic pounding the table, "This is something that you personally control, must be foolproof, hush money do not mean this time, I must give him a profound lesson!"

    Said Then, Jon Landau was a little angry.

    When he was in the Los Angeles studio, Tang En's kid actually scolded himself in front of the crew, did he really think he was a director?

    Raymond smiled, "Reassured, I promise to give that kid a lifelong memory."

    Just then, Jon Landau's agent called.

    "Jon, something happened!" The agent's voice was urgent.

    "What's wrong?" Jon Landau wondered.

    The agent reluctantly said, "Fox Pictures just notified me and interrupted your employment contract with you!"

    "What?" Jon Landau's face changed abruptly, and he suddenly stood up, "This is impossible, they There is no reason to do this! "

    Said the agent Shen." Jon, have you done something wrong? "

    " What is wrong? "

    Jon Landau was somewhat guilty.

    Economic Humanity: "Fox people said ... saying that you have seriously affected the filming of the movie, and you have notified your lawyer and will terminate the contract with you immediately."

    Jon Landau is a little dumbfounded, what is the situation?

    He wanted to create difficulties for Tang En's shooting, slow down his shooting progress, and prevent the film from being released in the summer season next year, thus hitting Fox Film executives' confidence in Tang En.

    But that's just the idea, not implemented yet!

    "It's impossible, they have no evidence, it's libel!" Jon Landau was convinced that his plan would not be known to Fox people.

    The agent sighed: "Jon, I don't know exactly what you did, but the Fox people obviously got really angry, and the lawyer has sent me the termination contract."

    "They can't do this!" Jon Landau could not help shouting, "I have done nothing, they have no evidence! They cannot tear up the agreement unilaterally for no reason!" The

    agent felt helpless, "Jon, have you forgotten the contents of the contract? "

    " Huh? "

    " Fox signed a contract with you. The Titanic's fixed budget is $ 85 million, which allows no more than 10% fluctuation. If the budget is seriously exceeded, Fox Pictures has the right to terminate the contract at any time . "

    Jon Landau was suddenly stupid!

    He didn't expect that Fox Films had come to pay a salary!

    It's just ... why?

    Jon Landau was puzzled.

    With his status and fame in Hollywood today, even if he did make some minor mistakes, it would not be possible to directly tear up his contract like this.

    No, there must be something that he didn't know!

    Jon Landau's mind was not stupid, and he groaned slightly. "What about Jamie? Has he been fired?" The

    agent denied: "No, James is still filming in Mexico."

    Jon Landau's mind " "Om", suddenly there was a feeling of turning around.

    The culprit for budget overruns has not been fired, but his assistant has been fired. Is there any logic?

    However, this result more convinced Jon Landau's judgment.

    Someone is deliberately targeting themselves!

    Is it Donn Walker?

    As soon as Jon Landau was cold, he had a conflict with Tang En, but Tang En ... could not be narrow-minded enough to directly pressure Fox executives to fire himself in a tough manner, right?

    "Paul, there's something wrong with this, you can help me find it out!"

    Jon Landau couldn't say much.

    He is also intrigued by the design and intends to dig into Dunn Walker. But I did not expect to turn around and receive an understanding of the employment contract.

    Why is this happening?

    Jon Landau, crying without tears.

Rebirth in hollywood will use his knowledge of the future to be the king of hollywood.

`` translated chinese novel``

some words may be wrong i don't speak chinese i'm using google translator.

I have no obligation to translate everything very well, I am not being paid for it.

I can read even with this problem

August 16, 2010, Monday, two days after his audition at the ROH Factory, is the start of Tayaw's third week in his online tutoring job. Only two weeks away from the end of his contract with the company, just in time for the start of the school term. This week, Tayaw is planning to really save as much as he can for future expenses. In his past two weeks, Tayaw had to tighten his belt to buy his laptop, guitar, digital camera, and his new IPhone4. It was a blessing that his parents already paid the deposit for his dorm, enough rent for two months. Starting this week, as arranged by him and his employer, his schedule at work will begin at 1:00 pm. Reason being is that he will start looking for a literary agent for his book in the mornings. He himself will not be enough to walk around Ouigab and other cities to look for a publishing firm for his books, if he wants to publish his books as soon as possible.
Getting up from his bed at 5:30 am, he opened his laptop and started posting notices to various job websites. After posting, he also looked up if there's an office of Writer's Guild of Teungeb in Ouigab City.  To his relief, there is. Ouigab is not only a university city, but also a hub of arts and music that is the go to place of artists and musicians from all over Teungeb, so finding a local office of the Writer's Guild of Teungeb is not surprising. Closing his laptop, he also double checked his manuscripts before shoving them in his backpack.
He already printed out the manuscripts of both pg-13 and general audiences versions of his Grimm's Fairy Tales. From his research on the internet, debut authors like him will usually get around 18000 bgc ($9000) as credit from the publishing firm, along with a 7% royalty from each book sold. Regarding the 7% royalty though, a debut author will not get a share of royalty until after the publisher earns back the credit they gave the author. In Tayaw's case, if he was able to successfully sign a deal from a publishing firm, they will give him a credit of 18000 bgc, and offer him a 7% share. He will not earn from his royalty until his fairy tales will reach a sale of 18000 bgc. The sales of the books after that will give Tayaw his 7% share.
After showering, he headed to his go to mom-and-pop restaurant for breakfast. While eating, he was checking his phone to double check the notices he put out. He also slowly mulled over the difficulty of publishing a book. Even though he has excellent works in his head, it's no use if he cannot publish them.
At 8 am, Tayaw arrived at the Writers' Guild office. It took him almost 2 hours because he also had to buy himself a card for the subway which he will use to get to the Writers' Guild Office. It was too far from his dorm that taking a cab will be foolish.  The reason he came here is to ask for a list of literary agents franchised and accredited by the Writers' Guild. After stepping through the entrance, he saw that all the tables in the office are empty except for the one closest from the entrance, occupied by a lady busy typing on her computer. 'Nelly C. Ley, Secretary' Tayaw read what was written on the glass name plate on the office lady's table. With no one else present, Tayaw headed for her.
"Good morning Ms. Ley."  Tayaw greeted the office secretary. The lady looked up from her computer screen to Tayaw, gave him a look from head to toe, curious what a kid is doing at the office. "Do I know you, young man?"
"No ma'am. But I learned of you from your name plate here." Tayaw replied. Understanding this, Ms. Ley asked "What can I do for you? Are you sure you're in the right place?"
"I'm currently looking to hire an agent for myself. I know this is the Writers' Guild, but I don't know where to look for an agent, so I came here hoping to get help to where to start looking." Tayaw replied.
The office lady raised her eyebrows at this. 'Either this young lad has written something good, or he's just too full of himself.' She thought to herself while considering entertaining Tayaw any further. Prompted by the sore feeling in her eyes, she turned off the screen of her computer to let her eyes take a break. "So, which type of writer are you?" Ms. Lei asked.
"I would consider myself an Author, ma'am. So I'm looking for an agent to help me look for a publishing firm." Tayaw replied.
"I can actually give you a list of our contracted agents right now." Ms. Lei said to Tayaw's surprise. Tayaw was about to think this was easy when he heard Ms. Lei's next words. "In exchange, let me take a look at your work. After all, I couldn't just give away names and contacts of agents if your work doesn't cut it." Tayaw found this request reasonable so he took out the envelope containing the children's' version, and handed it to the lady.
Ms. Lei opened the envelope and was disappointed at the title page "Grimm's Fairy Tales for Children – Vol. 1". Fairy tales in this world, although dime a dozen, are hard to write, and even harder to compete with the old fairy tales that already embedded themselves in the culture. She knew it was unfair of her to judge the manuscript without reading its contents, but she also knew enough that fairy tales are nigh untouched in the literary industry. With low expectations, she turned to the next page.
'THE FROG PRINCE - Long ago, when wishes often came true, there lived a King whose daughters were all handsome, but the youngest was so beautiful that the sun himself, who has seen everything, was bemused every time he shone over her because of her beauty. Near the royal castle there was a great dark wood, and in the wood under an old linden tree was a well; and when the day was hot, the King's daughter used to go forth into the wood and sit by the brink of the cool well, and if the time seemed long, she would take out a golden ball, and throw it up and catch it again, and this was her favorite pastime.'
Reading up to this point, Ms. Lei's low expectations were almost nullified by the descriptive quality of the story. In all the fairy tales she read, the fairy tales were never this descriptive using words. Most of the fairy tales she read are accompanied by pictures to set the scene of the story. Her interest piqued, she read on. As she read the story, she was again surprised with the emotion from the words, a quality she rarely found in fairy tales. Most fairy tales she read lacked the descriptive trait for emotions and the authors of those fairy tales relied on the adults who will read it to their children to put emotions into the story.
After reading the Frog Prince, she moved on to the next story, 'Cat and Mouse in Partnership'. 'Cat and Mouse in Partnership' was a story she liked better than the Frog Prince. Although it was bleaker, she found parallels of the Cat's cunning to the Mouse's naivety, with the reality of human society.
Tayaw on the other hand, just stood there, watching in amusement at Ms. Lei turning pages in silence.

A/N : Alt Title - Jack of Entertainment 

Title : Jack of Arts

Synopsis:
Tayaw is a talented musician who never got to fulfill his potential. After losing his purpose in an unfulfilled life full of regrets; he is given the chance to go back in time and do everything over again.Along with a mysterious gift and an unclear mission, Tayaw starts a new life, this time making his mark to the world.
"Tayaw is a once in a hundred years musical artist! I just wish he was born in my generation"
- Buddy Rich, two-time Gramophone Award winner
"I admit he's a good musician, but he's an author first and foremost. He is changing the world of literature for the better."
- Helena Paddington, Outcault Prize for Fiction winner, Sohlman Prize for Literature winner.
"Despite being a musician and an author, he is to me, the greatest blessing to the film industry. This is his era."
- Heo Dong-jun, two-time Academy Award winner for Best Director and three-time nominee.

"I don't like him. Why does he use actors who didn't train and grind on the stage? He says he doesn't like my acting? What the hell does the kid know about acting? I've won awards for f*cks sake!"
- Merrell Street, five-time Academy Award winner for Best Actor, three-time Toby Award winner for Best Actor.




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A ground work for a novel idea in the future.
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English is not my first language so excuse my limited vocabulary and bad grammar. thanks

Arts day was closer than ever before. Even though it was called Arts DAY, it was more like a week-long event. The school decided that they would do literary competitions beforehand so that the kids who participated in multiple programs would find it easy.
Thankappan and the aliens, who thought of enjoying this event, couldn't do so. Since it was the literary event first, the English teachers were asked to be the judges for literally every single competition in English, which turned out to be a pretty excruciating task.
The amount of crap that kids wrote infuriated them all. By crap, it doesn't mean grammatical errors or stuff like that. Some self-proclaimed "rebels" who liked to go against the rules, decided to put in weird-ass stuff just so that they could get back at the system.
These rebels didn't place their names though, since they were afraid of getting caught. However, finding them was a piece of cake for their not-so-normal teachers. Even though that was the case, they didn't want to spend their time looking for brats who thought that they were doing something good.
Anyway, the appearance of such shit posting entries caused much trouble for them. Someone wrote about an idle student when the topic was about an ideal student—although, in that one particular case, they thought that it was an honest mistake because the kid had written his name, detailing the harms of becoming an idle student.
However, this wasn't the case for those rebels though. Their usual topics were love letters to Mrs. Veronica, their hatred towards the principal and some even professed their love towards Rita.
Taro was amazed by reading this. "Wow!" He muttered.
"What happened?" Thankappan, the one sorting out the good entries from the shit posts, asked.
"Well, I never knew that Rita was this popular among students. I mean along with Mrs. Veronica, many students who said that they loved Rita." He replied, giving out a light chuckle. Kids who should be having their first crushes were straight-up professing their love towards someone. Taro found this situation amusing. He wondered if that was just the case of Keralites or if the entire planet was like that.
Thankappan sighed. "Of course she's famous among the students! Good behavior and looks, and moreover she's single. She's more capturable of a target than Mrs. Veronica who's married." He replied.
"Don't talk in otome game terms just because you're playing it recently for some odd reason. Calling her a capture target for students is plain weird." Taro spoke.
"Hmm, I guess I made the wrong choice of words. However, don't trash my choices like that. I play otome games because I like them. There's nothing wrong with a man liking something! It's his choice!" He argued.
"Sure, sure! I was just talking about the word choice. I apologize if I offended you in some manner." Taro bowed his head in apology.
"Apology accepted!" The MIB agent gave out a bright smile.
"Anyway, I guess you're right about Rita. However, I don't think these kids would think of her as someone approachable if they knew about her true nature. Just imagine. She'd be like this with everyone who gets close to her, right? It's plain creepy." Thinking about Rita clinging on him gave Taro chills.
"Dude, it's just before you!" All of them including the aliens thought almost simultaneously as he spoke. However, they knew Taro was aware of it but was denying it as if it's her usual behavior. So, they decided not to speak about it and cause a debate among themselves when this was the first time they got to hang out in school together like this. So, for the rest of the time, they just didn't talk about it and went on with their judging. It was a pretty pleasant experience, other than having to read some of the letters.
#
Once the judging was over, the gang decided to do something fun. They decided to hand over the confessions for the concerned teachers to read. However, they decided that they would never give the principal those hatred letters they got. While confessions could be flattering, hate letters could have an adverse effect. They could see the principal going on a school-wide search to find the writer of the said letter to reprimand him.
When the time came around to hand those letters to the teachers, it was quickly decided without opposition that Taro would be the one giving them to Rita. While Taro thought that his friends were conspiring against him, it was just that they couldn't imagine facing the wrath of Rita if anyone except Taro gave them.
Rita; she was a peculiar character in their eyes. Although Taro was only able to see the helping and clingy side of her, the lads were also able to see an entirely different side. What Taro said back then was true. If the kids learn of her REAL behavior, no one would've even dared to write such love letters in her name.
…
It all happened a few weeks back. Taro was late to school that day because he was the last one to go to the toilet and the one before him, Gibli, took his sweet ass time. Taro didn't shower since he hated the sensation of it anywhere on his skin. Like he's fine drinking it, however just imagining it on his skin—we're going way off-topic.
Anyway, since he was the last and Shivani happened to go to the school a bit early that day, Thankappan betrayed his trust and continued with the coincidence routine. 
It wasn't just Thankappan though. The aliens betrayed him as well. He expected at least Gibli to wait for him since he was the one who made him late, however even he turned his back.
The aliens thought of it as a light prank on the Wadorian since it was a planned event, however, they never thought that they would end up regretting that decision entirely.
When they reached school, they noticed that Rita was looking around for someone. Taro had previously talked about this, so they knew that the one she was searching for was Taro. Although they didn't understand why Taro wouldn't give a damn about Rita's advances, they never directly tried hooking up with her or something because that decision was something that Taro himself should take.
"Yo, Miss Rita! Waiting for someone?" Thankappan looked around and giggled as he asked.
"Well, yea. I was waiting for Taro. He—he took some notes from me yesterday. I wanted that back." She made an excuse on the spot.
"Hmm, but you're a math teacher though. Why would he need your notes?" Thankappan asked, tilting his head sideways. Rita, who realized her mistake, suddenly got all flustered. "Miss Rita. You should try giving out a better lie from now on." Thankappan laughed.
"Umm…" Rita blushed in embarrassment.
"You like Sadanandan, don't you?" Thankappan asked in an almost teasing tone.
"Huh? How did you know that?" Rita looked surprised.
"Oh, come on! We're not blind! Anyone who's near you two will instantly know about it." The MIB agent shrugged.
The embarrassment was something that Rita couldn't handle, so she hid her face with her hands as her whole face went pink. "I never knew that people knew of it." She spoke in a muffled voice. "Where is Sadanandan then?" She asked.
"Oh, we just played a prank on him-" Before Thankappan could complete the sentence, Rita interfered with it.
"You played a prank on him?" She asked. This time around, she was no longer blushing or hid her face behind her hands. She looked grim.
"Well—it was a harmless prank! Don't worry about it!" Thankappan automatically justified his side as he saw the grim face. It was as if Rita would kill him if he gave out a wrong answer.
"Harmless or not, you played a prank on him, right? How dare you do that?" She went on a full 360 on her behavior which weirded them out. It wasn't the same face that they usually saw.
"If you listen to our explanation-" Yet again, Thankappan tried saying something, however, was cut short by Rita.
"Do I look like I give a damn about your shitty explanation? Argh, I literally wanna kill you all! How could you do such a thing to that poor thing? He's so cute! How could you?" Rita looked at them in rage.
"Girl, you're treating a possible calamity disaster as a poor thing! I just can't!" Thankappan accidentally sighed as she was muttering something to herself.
"Hmm? You know what? For what you did to him, maybe I should just stab you all with a knife or something, huh? What do you think?" She spoke as she poked her finger into Thankappan's body as if re-enacting a stabbing scene.
Although they knew that this threat held no substance since they were trained individuals, the sudden intense atmosphere made them drop their guard as well. In that panic, Thankappan held on to the one thing he could gamble with. "You like Taro, right? How about we set you up with him? I mean, we could be your wingmen! How about it?" He asked.
"Hmm, interesting!" That day, the gang made a deal with the devil, unbeknownst to Taro.
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Normal-taro is an alien; his real name is something that literally converts into Normal- taro in human language. He is of the planet Wados which translates to the 'planet of abnormalities'. Here, everyone has superpowers. And our Normal-taro works in disaster management in this superhuman muddled world. But all of a sudden, he just transported to Earth. Will he survive?

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[Note: The artwork in my cover does not belong to me. So, I'll be taking it off if the original artist asks me to do so.]
Cover edit: ZinonWonder

The phone rings in the living room. 

"Yeah coming", said Sarah from the kitchen. She was sitting at the dining table reading feedback from her beta readers on her new novel that was going to be released soon. She half walked and half ran the distance between her and the ringing phone on the table situated right to the couch in her living room. 

There were many obstacles in her way such as milk cartons, unopened boxes, crushed papers, gift wrappings, two never used broomsticks, three rolls of toilet paper, and many more.

"Hello, Sarah Jones residence, how can I help you?"

"Sarah it's me, your headache".

"Oh Julie, my god how have you been?" said Sarah in a pretentious happy tone.

"Miserable, I'm thinking of quitting my job. It's too much work being an editor and literary agent'', said Julie.

"Oh no you are doing such a great job"

"Zip it Sarah, it's not time to butter the toast. Listen, a book fair is taking place just next week and I don't think there will be a better place to release your novel", said Julie.

"Oh where?"

"Okay it's a bit far from your place but it'll be worth it trust me. I have made all the necessary arrangements and booked you a hotel nearby so start packing your bags", said Julie.

"Hey, but where is the thing happening"

"Don't sweat it. I'll send you the details later, bye I got work to do."

The phone got disconnected from the other side and Sarah cried in her agony, not literally though.

"Why does she act like she has so much work when I am the only person she handles. Literary agents... can't live with them can't live without them" said Sarah to herself but out loud.

Sarah started transferring the books from the couch to the table in front of the couch which already had little to no space because of the trash that had been piling up for months, so she can lay on her couch comfortably and then have a peaceful mental breakdown thinking about what to wear on the day of release, will people like the novel, will she be able to pay her next rent, will she die of hunger in next 10 mins or no wait there a packet of chips nearby.

While Sarah was attempting to get to the packet of chips from the chair which was 5 feet from the couch, without leaving the couch, dangling in the air with her feet barely on the couch, one hand down on the floor and doing somewhat of a plank, her hand almost reached the packet but before she could reach the packet, the phone goes off.

Mission devour chips failed!

 Sarah barely retrieved her body to the couch without touching the floor and picked up the phone.

"Hello…"

"Sarah Sarah Sarah Sarah I need a huge favor and real quick, please", said Becky who is the editor of a famous glamour magazine.

"Calm down woman, you will burst a nerve", said Sarah 

"I don't mind bursting a few, since all these nincompoops are always playing monkey bars on my nerves", said Becky angrily. "You would die", said Sarah but Becky went on with her flow without acknowledging that she could die if she actually burst a nerve. 

"Listen I need an article on a face whitening cream. I am sending you a total trash article and a few reviews on your mail. Write me an awesome article so every woman spends her husband's hard-earned money on this cream which doesn't do shit" said Becky hurriedly. "By tonight, I need it fast " 

"Okay, okay Miss busy. I will. You just calm down", said Sarah.

"Honey, the second I met you, I knew in that moment that I could rely upon you in hard times. Thanks a lot" said Becky in ultimate gratitude.

"It better pays well."

"Yes honey you bet, okay I will leave it to you then. Bye" beep.

Sarah put her phone down after untangling its spiral cord that she was chewing during the whole conversation. She motivated herself to stand up from the couch and go to her computer which was in the left corner of the living room, about 9 feet from her couch. It took her 40 minutes to reach her destination.

 Finally, she dragged the chair out with her slim hands. It took her another 2 minutes to drag the chair far enough so she could sit, and then she collapsed on the chair with a thud.

She scavenged for her keyboard and mouse on the computer desk from the heaps of paper clippings, nail polish, pens, sketches that didn't even work, a half-eaten sandwich, packets of biscuits, chips, crackers, snacks and many unfathomable things that shouldn't have been there in the first place.

After knocking most of the garbage down to the little dustbin on the right side of the desk which was already at 110% of its capacity, she switched on her computer and then went into the mail to find the email sent by Becky from 3,025 unread emails.

"Oh there it is...42 attached files! She said a few reviews" said Sarah going through the mail sent by Becky. She opened one of the attached files which was the article that someone wrote about the cream but Becky didn't like. Sarah opened Microsoft word, created a new document and after sometime the monitor went black.

"Goddammit! I need a new computer" yelled Sarah and then she beat the shit out of that poor CRT monitor. The screen reappeared. "Oh yeah, you like the beating don't ya, you son of a...". Then she realized how inappropriate that sounded.

She stretched her hands and cracked her fingers and started typing.

"Face whitening cream huh... Just kill me already."

What would you do if you get everything you wanted the second you lost everything you had. Our protagonist loses the one person who was the most dear to him only to find out the secrets that were kept away hidden from him.

It’s a story of how he became a billionaire overnight and how things in his life turned upside down. He didn’t ask for what was coming his way but it was about to change everything around him, for better or for worse, who knows?

Read his story to find out.

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