She was used to be alone. She can managed to live, without the help of other people. She can walk on her own. She doesn't need any other persons to stay by her side. In other words? INDEPENDENT. Yes she is likely known for being independent. But what if one day, someone knocks on her door and say, she has a large dept that she must pay. In between their charge, is it possible to build some strange and powerful emotion with each other? Is there a chance that they'd build up a powerful string connected to their hearts, which may lead to a woman to depend on someone on her very first time? 

We don't have any idea, so lets see what will happen to the both of them. Will they cut the tie between them and break each other's heart? or They will end up like the fairytale movie that has a happily ever after?

Supriya Tewari, Brahmin girl from a small town in Uttar Pradesh, India. she has a dream to be a writer mostly to be a independent girl because born and brought up among conservative joint family.

Will she able to achieve her dream ?
who will restrict her? who will support her?
what will happen when she going fullfill dream? will fate play it's role?

Supriya Tewari, a Brahmin girl from a small town in Uttar Pradesh, India. has a dream to be a writer mostly to be an independent girl because born and brought up in a conservative joint family.

Will she be able to achieve her dream?
who will restrict her? who will support her?
what will happen when she going to fulfil her dream? will fate play its role?

Chapter 35. Kang Minyuk (1)

7:55 AM 

Producer Yoon looked at the clock, then glanced at the screen to stare at the comments that kept flowing in. 

The viewers reaction was explosive today. 

He was sceptical about the special show today at first, but the response was better than he had expected. 

"It looks like we got lucky with him."

"Midas, right? You should thank me since I bought him."

"Yeah, let's go celebrate today. I will pay!"

Writer Park cheered hearing that. Honestly, she had invited Lee Hyun just because he was handsome.

His recent hit song was only the secondary reason, but her move has shown great results.

"I wonder how he can act so carefree."

Producer Yoon suddenly said, attracting Writer Park's attention. She glanced at him and said, 

"I wonder that too? He acts like someone who has lived his life appearing on entertainment shows. Many comments were about this today too."

"Yeah, maybe, he wanted to be an idol at first."

"He would have been successful at it too. He's a great composer and I don't think he would be a bad singer. Many agencies would give him a good offer."

Producer Yoon shook his head and replied with a solemn expression. 

"I think he enjoys composing more."

"How did you know?"

Writer Park raised her eyebrows and asked.

"His expression changes when he talks about music. It's hard to notice it, but he really enjoys talking about music."

Producer Yoon and Writer Park stared at Lee Hyun who was giving his end remarks. 

His segment was about to finish. The live singing was next which was also the last part of Morning with music. 

Writer Park's gaze trailed off to Ham Choolsoo and she opened her mouth. 

"We got unlucky with Mr. Ham Choolsoo."

"Yeah. I thought he would do well, but his answers were bad and he was just glancing around in the quiz round. Moreover, his jokes…"

Producer Yoon stopped talking when he thought about Ham Choolsoo's jokes that were enough to blank a person out. 

"Let's not talk about that."

Both Writer Park and Producer Yoon nodded their heads in tactic understanding. 

* * *

'Ah, it was better than expected.'

Lee Hyun came out of the booth with a wide smile. He didn't want to go to the broadcast at first, but it was not that bad at all. 

Im Sungho was knowledgeable about music. So, it was fun to talk with him about music and stuff.

Both of them got close during the broadcast and the viewers enjoyed their chemistry a lot.

It can be said that everyone was happy with today's broadcast except a single person who looked like someone who had just lost his country. 

'I'm never coming back here.'

Ham Choolsoo thought in dejection. He has been practically ignored in the broadcast and the viewers' reactions towards him were 'not so friendly'. 

Moreover, Lee Hyun, a newbie composer had beaten him. Not only in the quiz, but also in the whole broadcast. 

He felt boiling anger inside of him, but before he could say anything, Writer Park came towards them. 

"Good work. Both of you."

"Thanks."

"... Yeah."

Ham Choolsoo sighed hearing that. He repressed his anger and decided to just leave it. He started walking towards the door, but suddenly, Lee Hyun stopped him. 

"Mr. Choolsoo."

"What?"

He turned and stared at Lee Hyun with a displeased expression. 

'Let's not make enemies here.'

Lee Hyun had already seen Ham Choolsoo's dissatisfaction, but he can't do anything about it. 

If entertainment shows were like playing in the streets, then live broadcasts were like playing in the stadium and Ham Choolsoo has lost the match. 

Lee Hyun can only console him now. 

"It was a fun broadcast. I hope to meet you again."

He pushed his hands towards Ham Choolsoo and a sigh again leaked from his mouth, but he shook Lee Hyun's hands in the end. 

"Sure, it was a fun broadcast."

Lee Hyun smiled wryly hearing the sarcastic tone. 

Ham Choolsoo left Studio 5 after that. Lee Hyun wondered what it would be like to meet him again. 

In the end, he didn't hate him. 

'Now, where's Uncle Dongsu?'

Lee Hyun took out his and began to message him, but a message came from Kim Dongsu suddenly. 

[The meeting is taking longer than expected. So, I would be late in picking you up. Just look around in the station till then.]

'I wonder if negotiations are taking more time.'

Kim Dongsu was meeting with the CEO of an agency who was interested in buying one of his songs called 'Flame'. 

It was not a new song, but just another recreation of his old songs. 

After Never give up, he had only recreated his old songs. It was not like he didn't want to make another new song.

Lee Hyun just haven't found the right inspiration for a new song yet. He was still thinking of what type of song he should make. 

'What should I do now?'

Now that he has to wait, Lee Hyun didn't know what to do. He can roam the radio station, but he was not interested in it. 

Instead, he thought of something else.

"Writer Park, the live singing part would start soon, right?"

"Ah, yes."

"Can I stay here and listen to it?"

Writer Park made a surprised expression hearing that, but she didn't have any problem with it. 

"You can. The singer who will perform in the live singing would come soon."

"What's his name?"

"Kang Minyuk!"

Lee Hyun asked as he was curious, but the answer came from someone else. He turned back and saw Im Sungho looking at him. 

"Is he an independent singer?"

"Yeah, I recently heard his singing and he was good. So, I gave him a chance. He would also be performing an original today."

"Original?"

Lee Hyun grew more interested in it when he heard that. 

An original song by a independent artist? It would be a good listen at least or he won't be performing it in the live sighing. 

'I wonder how good he is.'

Lee Hyun thought and at that moment, the door to the room opened. 

A man with a sharp jawline entered the room. He was not particularly handsome, but he was not bad looking either. 

With the guitar case on his back, he was giving off a musician kinda feeling.

The man looked around the room before his eyes fell on Im Sungho. He quickly greeted him. 

"Good morning, Senior."

"You are on time. Don't be nervous and sing like you usually do."

The man nodded his head on Im Sungho's words. Lee Hyun quickly understood that the man was Kang Minyuk. 

'He is older than I thought'

Lee Hyun looked over Kang Minyuk and thought. 

Minyuk also noticed Lee Hyun glancing at him and looked at it. He was listening to the show as he was coming here.

So, he knew who Lee Hyun was. 

"Nice to meet you. I'm Kang Minyuk."

"Hello, I'm Midas, but you can call me Lee Hyun."

Lee Hyun also introduced himself.

There was not much talk after that as the commercials were about to end. Im Sungho quickly put on his headphone and Minyuk took his place before the mic. 

'I wonder how is his singing.'

Lee Hyun stood there, staring at Minyuk's face. He felt strangely interested in his singing.

Lee Hyun, the man once known as the 'Midas of music'. He got thrown out of his agency and his wife betrayed him.

He lost everything and there was no hope left for him, but life gave him another chance to redeem himself.

He found himself in 2010.

The time when the entertainment industry has just started to get popular all over the world.

With his knowledge of the future and his composing skills, Lee Hyun decided to make a mark in the entertainment industry.

This time, he would become the 'God of Entertainment'.

*On hiatus, due to exams.

* * *

*This novel is based in Korea. So, the names of the characters would be in Korean.

If you like K-pop, then you would like this novel. If you can, please share it.

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Note: This novel is also posted on scribble hub and Royal road.

Release schedule: 2-3 chapters per day

Hello everybody,
This story if you read it is an idea that came to mind a few days ago, but I hastened to try, because see you I want to develop a great universe, for my stories.

I have several ideas in mind, but I don't know which ones to write, so I said to myself why not write a parallel story that could serve as a prologue for many stories, but at the same time stay a independent stories,

like for example a character who is reincarnated, the origin of these abilities or how he reincarnated with these abilities will not be said in the prologue of his story but in this parallel story,

Obviously there is a special way to reincarnate, otherwise this book would not be worthy of independent history, way which will be explained in the chapters to come, is the two or three first chapter will pass quickly from here to tomorrow, because these will be only introductory chapters of the said world, levels of cultivation and the like.

And also these stories can also have spoilers, no, will have spoilers because it's purpose, spoilers on certain stories that I think to create, but of course these are only ideas that they see the light of day will depend on the interest that this brings to this independent story and my mood.

And to repeat this story to me is just a simple essay that I suddenly wanted to do so there will inevitably be errors, especially since I am a novice writer, so I would accept any advice that I would find it productive.

Thank you for saving me some of your time and happy reading.

A world, opportunities, this place are the cradle and the tomb of many heroes.

Legends were born there, many after their deaths will return there to be able to start again, a large number of expert have left their mark, some whose names will shake the whole existence, the world which today is called the index, the world of the index, the index of legends.

"Greyscale" is a story that I've been developing for a short amount of time now, and I'm honestly not sure about every plot-point yet. All the major things, set up in the novel (atleast for now) have endings, but the story itself is still developing as I write.

I'm an independent writer, I don't really take notes other than general plot ideas that I want to implement at some time. I'm 16, and an amateur writer at best. 

Because I'm an amateur, chapters I release will most likely be edited after release, either to fix a spelling/grammar mistake I overlooked, to clarify something, or to add something that might be important/adds detail to the setting.

Updates will be usually bi-daily, but that's not a 100% confirmed chance, it really just depends on if I have a quality chapter, that I think is releasable at my self-made deadline. 

As most know, reviews are the best way to provide feedback, and I read each one, and I make sure to heavily consider reader feedback when developing future story events. 

Future of the book: As obviously shown, Greyscale is a 1st person novel. While I enjoy writing in 1st person for the mystery aspect, I do believe I could add a lot more world-building, character development, and depth to the story If i write a separate 3rd person edition, edited to fit. 

Thanks for reading this story, my characters are odd, sometimes cruel, but I hope you'll enjoy how they develop and change in this 4 arc story. 

-Isopalm

"CONGRATULATIONS, ____. WE'RE PLEASED TO INFORM YOU OF YOUR ACCEPTANCE TO THE NTANIS COMPANY. We expect highly of you, after reading, and comparing your full application with other applicants. We believe that you, along with many others, are most fit to join our team, and work with our team. The major details of your work will be briefed with you upon your arrival, proving your acceptance of the work that you'll be put to. We are pleased to welcome you into our future, and hope that you'll aid us in paving the way for the future of humanity. Best regards. Hopefully, we will see you with us shortly." - NTANIS Company President

Those were the words that stood before Liam Harris, a new employee at the Pharmaceutical company known as NTANIS.

While the intentions of the company are unclear, the company President has a single true goal in mind, -- 'curve the process of human evolution to create a perfect human race', and he's willing to go to any length to achieve it.

Positivity is the reason of finally getting into my writing career get clicked through this app is awesome and I can't stop mentioning this.

Neither I want to compare myself with anyone that someone had written more ago than me, than I first thought of doing so.

Everything happens in time neither before nor late. Never ever got so much organized to write something and just after u sit down to write something can make you a writer than this beautiful app has the all possible features handy for a writer.

if u go back to my past as a writer I had always been fascinated by the thought of being a writer but  I was never accomplished.

I write some paragraphs and then I loss the interest on it.And the highest level of passion I had for it can't stop me writing even .So what to do.??

So before going much deeper I am hereby forgetting my past writings (yet to not down so many pages here and there)  and trying to make this effort more meaningful than ever.

infact this Android must be a God who fulfills your every wish..O my God..what it would have been if it would not have been there.

So anyways I am more occupied than before and having so many affairs to handle at a go , sometimes makes me feel sleepy in lockdown period and sometimes I become sleepless and insomniac too.

Finally I am arranging things to proceed to Jatin as soon as possible and it's gonna be a big step in my life, hence I am taking couple of weeks to finally start my journey there.

He being panic on that  making me stressful ,having no such alternative place, friend or home to discuss the matter at this situation requires a pause.

So I thought of writing this novel which is actually a real life story untold and wish to be told in upcoming days.

My children are waiting for me , as I am tutoring them online and they are reporting me in whatsup, here I go..

This has been my priority and I m enjoying my job these days...

yet the major task is to get ready with mindset , for next couple life. It's tough to be so and being independent since so many years like ten years almost not being answerable to anyone is a very huge deal now on...

Jatin is very sensitive and possessive too.I get scared sometimes , I ask myself that shall I be getting plenty of times for my world.

Will be allow me to write and get engaged in my virtual world or will he be doubting at me for being so much busy in this Android attached equipment...I don't know..leaving everything on God to control..

new journey is God's miracle..and m just a God's child..I am never excited for this opportunity as I have seen him being repetitively said about me , and praising me. But yes I do want a home, I want a backup system, I do want to show my natives that yes I have my own destiny no matter how long I was under the impression of being unlucky for not having a home , was it not coming to be an end? How long I will be like a Nomad..how long I will be waiting for someone to be of my own ...

If I will have a choice. I will still choose to live like this.

I am independent, because I want it. Not because they abandoned me.

AppleOfTheEye

APPLEOFTHEEYE 04

CHAPTER 4

Arieza Avery. 

I own that name. 

But who am I? 

Tsk! For the nth time. And stared at the draft I wrote. I rolled my eyes and scratched it again.

Pina-ikot ko sa kamay ko ang ballpen ko,habang naka-titig sa kawalan. I am thinking of so many things by now.

Who am I? What I am? 

Yeah! I am Arieza Avery--- AHA! 

I flipped the paper to another page and start writing the words I found with my own question.

AppleOfTheEye,who is the writer behind this penname?

I am Arieza Avery,I am a writer... And this is my story

I smiled. 

Know I found it. I am happy. My plot was already completed. I keep my draft at the folder and fixed myself. 

Maaga ang klase namin ngayon. And our first subject is Edukasyon Sa Pagpapakatao. Values. Family? I don't have any.

I stare at myself at the mirror for a minute and hold the strap of my bag. I locked my apartment before I turned my way to school.

Umaga pa lang,pero maingay na agad ang Alphabet High. Maraming naka-tambay ngayon sa Gazebo nang school. Maybe,morning classes students.

Dumiretso na ako sa building namin. Our class will start when the clock strike at seven in the morning. We have our first subject for two hours. Not bad,ugh! Still bad pala.

Dire-diretso ako sa upuan ko nang walang lingon lingon sa paligid ko. Nilabas ko muna ang draft ko at saka nag-sulat.

Who wouldn't be like me? I am a writer who caught everyone's attention. But who would be like yreat treated the way they do to me? No one,no one will love to. 

I am just a simple writer of my own story. I am a journalist of Alphabet High,I am AppleOfTheEye. But the praises are not mine. The title was not mine. 

They treat me,just like I am their side kick. Every hard documentary,was always assigned to me. I am doing everything not to disappoint them. 

I do,impressing the readers with my works. With my faceless penname. 

I sighed. 

I kept my things when our instructor for this morning, Mrs. Agoncillo, came inside our class.

Everyone shut their mouths off. Her three inches heels create loud noise that echoes at the room.

"Good morning..."she said with her cold usual tone. Of all,valued instructor I met. Sya lang ang malamig ang pakikitungo sa lahat. 

She's kinda weird. But she's good. Walang makaka-sipsip.

"Miss Avery..."she  called my name  after Alena Abellana. "What is the value of having a family?"I raised my head on her. 

I just stare at her. Then I sighed.

"I don't know..."I said without standing. Her forehead creased. 

"Enlighten us,please?"

I stand up. This time,I also raised my forehead. Looking at her, straight in the eye.

"I don't know what is the value of having a family. First of all,I don't have family..."I stepped forward without quiting our staring contest. "Second,they don't care, so why would I care? Just fair..."I rolled my eyes. "Third and last,I live my life for five years,living alone in this town. I was just twelve back then. I don't have my real family. I don't have anything before"

I stop. "I live my life alone,independently coz they abandoned me already. It's fine, though"I look at everybody in the class. "I live alone,that's why I don't know what is the feeling having your family beside you"

"Even if they didn't abandoned me,I know I will never feel it. Why?"I ask them. No one answered. "Coz in our family, everyone is a subject. Everyone was treated like a human  artificial intelligence. They expect to much from me. Those they expect?"I shrugged. "I can't have them what is it"

They are still silent. They are just staring at me. I sighed and sit on my chair. Without any permission from our instructor. This will be a boring class about values or family. 

What I have? Nothing. So that. Is. Totally. BORING. 

"Why did you choose it? Why didn't you choose to beg?"my instructor asked. I just stare for a minute.

I didn't mind answering her. 

Nang makuha nya na wala akong balak sagutin ang tanong nya ay hindi na sya nag-abala pang ulitin ito. Instead,she choose to continue our lesson

After our class, dumiretso ako sa EIC. I will pass the draft for the election results. I've done it, yesterday night. 

I knocked three times at the door before entering. 

"What is it, Ms. Avery?"tanong sa akin ng EIC namin.

I opened my bag. Kinuha ko ang papel kung saan naka-lagay ang draft nang news. Ini-abot ko iyon sa kanya. 

"Just leave it there..."he said to me. I just nod and left the room after leaving the draft at his table.

Napa-buga ako nang malalim. I am staring at my painting. Nasa art class kami ngayon. Our instructor told us to make an art that is connected on what makes our life complete. What makes us happy. 

What I did is a painting. A painting of books. An island. I draw an island made up of books. A three made up of books, sea waves that was made up of book pages. 


This is how I describe what I want. Books,I want books. I prefer the nature and the books' combination than a guy. Than my family,even though I need them. I didn't know them,now. 

I was expecting that my paint will be plain on their eyes. To my surprise,ako ang unang mag-e-explain nang artwork ko. 

I stand up, chin up,and eye to eye to my teacher. Waiting for his questions about my painting.

"What is the meaning of your cool paint?"he asked me. I smiled a bit.

"This is what I want. This is what I can. This is my life,my real home. The nature,and the books"I said to him. 

"Why not your family?"

"Except of... I can't draw my whole family,they don't treat me the same. It's fine anyways. I choose this way. I choose the Alphabet Town,over them. I choose to live alone. To be with the books. To feel everything."I smiled on him and look a far. "I want to feel free. I want to feel the nature. I want to serve the nature"I look at our instructor,eye to eye. "Using my works"

"Why did you choose it? Why didn't you choose to beg?"it's like a déja vu. This question. 

I shrugged and sit down. 

The class ended without them knowing the reason. 

Pag-pasok ko sa apartment ko ay binato ko sa kama ang bag ko at saka nilabas ang draft nang story ko. 

I tapped the button of the ballpen and started writing what is the reason... 

"Why did you choose it? Why didn't you choose to beg?"they asked. 

I smiled at them and chined up. 

"If I will have a choice. I will still choose to live like this." I shrugged my shoulders and laughed. "I am independent, because I want it. Not because they abandoned me..."

Meet Arieza Avery,the author of Appreciation of everything.

AppleOfTheEye,she is the girl who writes,and suffer because of her past at the same time. 

ONGOING

Originally written date:June 21 2019
Completed date:

Status: Ongoing

At the same time, Ma Yiqun had been keeping an eye on Cui Geng's new book. 
Although Ma Yiqun was already the CEO of Zhongdian Chinese Network and only editors of the Editor-in-Chief should have been closely following books, it was now the Chinese New Year. Ma Yiqun did not have much else to do while at home. 
Ma Yiqun had heard about Cui Geng's name as an author a long time ago. He knew about the latter's dark history. 
Still, no matter what, Cui Geng was talented. 
A talented but lazy writer would beat an untalented writer who blindly worked hard any day. 
After all, the online literature industry was a creative industry. Many times, it did not matter how quickly one wrote, but it mattered whether one wrote well or not. 
Even if one wrote very quickly, they would only be producing rubbish quickly in the eyes of the readers if their content was bad. 
The Butterfly Game had only started a while ago. Of course, Ma Yiqun could not tell much from the book's comment section. 
He did not bother looking there. Instead, he began reading the book. 
The pace at the beginning was quite fast. There was a brief introduction to the protagonist. Soon after, he obtained his powers. After briefly explaining how the powers could be used, the main plot began. 
On New Year's Eve, Cui Geng uploaded five chapters. Within those five chapters, he had completed a minor plot point. 
After the protagonist obtained the powers in The Butterfly Game, he helped the first supporting actor—an independent game designer—to fulfill his dreams. 
The plot of that first segment was quite straightforward. It acted as a preview of the novel's core satisfying points. 
An independent, destitute, and dejected game designer had created a standalone game. The game was created using extremely simple material, but its gameplay was quite meaningful. Still, since the game designer had no money to advertise the game, no one knew about it.
The protagonist discovered the game designer while observing the parallel world. Thus, he used his own powers to locate a UP Master in the games channel, make the UP master download the game 'coincidentally', and cause the UP Master to try the game out. 
With the help of the UP Master's advertising efforts, the game suddenly became popular. Things developed outside the game designer's control, but through all of that, the game designer managed to realize his dreams. 
What followed the five chapters was a notice from Cui Geng. 
The notice was very simple. First, he apologized to his readers for whatever happened with his previous book. Second, he emphasized that he had thought long and hard about this new book. He promised that its contents would be exciting, and he asked for his readers' patience. 
He also informed his readers that he had decided not to leave his house after the Chinese New Year, so that he could upload at least ten thousand words a day. 
After reading this, Ma Yiqun fell into deep thought. 
He had written online novels for a long time. He had also been keeping a close eye on the way online novels were developing recently. Until now, he had already learned a thing or two. 
Were there problems with this novel? Of course. 
However, it also had huge advantages! 
At the moment, the novel market was still filled with books about young underdogs with unlimited potential. Most writers used simple, violent methods to invoke feelings of tension, feud, and hatred in their readers and to engage their emotions.
Most novels set in cities were well-developed as well, but none of them jumped out of the same few frameworks. Many revolved around powerful soldiers, campus flowers, and rebirth. All of them used the same, traditional, satisfying point: a supporting actor trying to show off and ending up being defeated by the protagonist.
However, Ma Yiqun could tell that the basic framework of The Butterfly Game was vastly different from the novels that were trending at the moment. 
If it could keep up the fast pace, it would pave an entirely new path on its own. 
Most novels at the moment still made use of the so-called 'Golden Three Chapters' rule; that is, they made use of a set cycle of oppression, obtaining of powers, and victory. 
One could not criticize such a plan. However, it had been used so much that writers instinctively wanted to puke when they spotted it in new novels. 
On the other hand, The Butterfly Game had foregone this plan altogether. There had been no hint of oppression in the first few chapters, and the protagonist had obtained his powers right from the start. What's more, it did not seem like people would be defeated, too. Instead, the novel seemed to be crafting its own satisfactory plotline. 
Apart from that, the novel's way of satisfying its readers was completely different from other novels. 
The way most online literature satisfied their readers now was by using pure violence. Often, it meant that the oppressed protagonist would rise to power to defeat their oppressors. 
Yet, The Butterfly Game satisfied its readers subtly. Through the light ball, the protagonist could cause small changes in a parallel world, make use of the butterfly effect, and achieve interesting outcomes.
What made the protagonist such an appealing character was not something as obvious as being able to defeat his oppressors. Instead, it was more reserved. Still, it could bring readers similar enjoyment and pleasure. 
Furthermore, the protagonist's sense of achievement aside, a reader could still feel joy by placing himself in the shoes of other characters in the book such as the destitute game designer.
That kind of joy made the novel feel like an adult fairytale. Everyone knew that most independent game designers lacked publicity, and their games failed ninety percent of the time. 
In reality, most independent game designers would indignantly give up on their own dreams. However, the independent game designer in the novel managed to fulfill his dreams thanks to the butterfly effect caused by the protagonist's actions. To the readers, that would be very satisfying. 
If the currently-popular novels could be likened to red braised pork, this novel could be likened to the simpler tomato slices with sugar.
Red braised pork was delicious. However, if different types of red braised pork filled a table, the tomato slices with sugar would stand out from the moment it was served. 
On top of that, Ma Yiqun seemed to see Tengda's shadow in Cui Geng's new novel. 
He could sense that Boss Pei had been the inspiration behind this novel. After all, when Boss Pei created The Lonely Desert Road, Teacher Qiao had been the one who had caused the game to become popular with a single video. 
Using the profits from that game, Boss Pei had created Ghost General. That was how he had made the first bucket of gold that established Tengda Corporation. 
Thus, this novel was especially close to Ma Yiqun's heart. 
From this angle, Ma Yiqun thought that the book would be extremely popular on Zhongdian Chinese Network if it was well-written.
Yet, was the book perfectly written? 
Ma Yiqun did not think so. 
There was still room for improvement. If adequate modifications were made, the book could improve by an entire tier! 
It was just as well. Since Cui Geng had not written much yet, he could easily turn around. Ma Yiqun had to make sure that he changed as much as possible, as soon as possible! 
At that thought, Ma Yiqun called Cui Geng. 
"Boss Ma, I'm writing right now! Don't worry. I'm going to write this book very well. I won't leave it incomplete this time! I'll write at least two million words!" 
Before Ma Yiqun could speak, Cui Geng expressed his determination. 
"Hehe, guess how many times you've said this already." 
Ma Yiqun's first response made Cui Geng shut up immediately. 
"Alright, I'm not calling you about that." Ma Yiqun laughed and cut straight to the chase. "I was going to talk to you about your new novel indeed, but apart from reminding you to write it well and not to leave it incomplete, there was something else." 
Cui Geng was stunned. "Please go ahead, Boss Ma." 
Ma Yiqun replied, "I have some suggestions. Let me explain them to you briefly. If you think they make sense, you can modify your book. Otherwise, don't worry about it. Take it that we're brainstorming and working as a team to make this novel as good as it can be. 
"I think your novel has potential. That's why I want to make sure that its content is perfected." 
Feeling overwhelmed by Boss Ma's favor, Cui Geng said, "Please advise me."
Ma Yiqun organized his thoughts and then explained them to Cui Geng in detail. 
"I can tell that the Boss Pei was your inspiration for the first mini-plot. Tengda has many interesting stories to draw from indeed. You can use them as inspiration. However, I think you've not applied enough of your artistic flair to it.
"I have two main suggestions: 
"First, I think the protagonist, as a pure observer, isn't sufficiently involved in the plot. 
"There's nothing wrong with making the protagonist a pure tool. Some writers do that as well. However, if you can connect the protagonist with the plot, it'll be more interesting. 
"This is what I'm thinking: the light ball that the protagonist obtains does not concern a parallel world, but his own world. 
"Everything that the protagonist does realistically changes his world and improves the world around him for the better. 
"At the same time, the protagonist can benefit from his own actions as well. For example, the protagonist could end up helping a certain entrepreneur establish a multi-billion-dollar empire. However, before the empire is established, he could buy some shares in it first. Thus, he could reap from his own actions and change his own life. 
"Furthermore, while he works behind the scenes, the protagonist would also be able to meet the supporting characters in real life. That would add some interesting points to the plot as well. 
"Apart from that, I think you could adjust the tone of the book. 
"At the moment, the narrative is quite positive, and the satisfactory points stare at readers in the face. 
"This is what I mean: the protagonist aims to do something, does it, and then prospers. 
"I think this is a stable way of writing, but it might not be that attractive to readers. 
"Instead, you could consider injecting more opposition into the narrative. That would add to the uncertain nature of the butterfly effect, a twist to the satisfactory points, and more humor to the story. 
"Simply put, it'll be this: the protagonist doesn't want something to happen, an accident occurs, things don't go as he plans, and he prospers. 
"Let's use your first mini-plot as an example. At the moment, this is how it's written: an independent game designer wants to succeed, the protagonist uses The Butterfly Game to help him, and the independent game designer prospers.
"After modifying the narrative, it could become like this: the independent game designer never wanted to prosper but only wanted to create a game to antagonize society. The protagonist finds the game interesting, uses The Butterfly Game to help him, and the independent game designer prospers.
"While writing, make sure that you use a humorous tone. That would make your novel's plot stand out among the traditional ones. 
"Do you understand?" 
At the other end of the line, Cui Geng remained silent. It was like he was trying hard to digest everything that Ma Yiqun had said. 
After a long time, he hummed in approval and said, "Boss Ma, you make a lot of sense! I did think that I was lacking something as I wrote the first few chapters. 
"It was like a dish that had all the ingredients and that had been cooked perfectly, but it still lacked some flavor! 
"If I can include those two points in my novel; it will definitely be more outstanding! 
"However… I have some worries, Boss Ma." 
Ma Yiqun asked, "Huh? What are they?" 
After some hesitation, Cui Geng answered, "Honestly, Boss Pei was my inspiration for the first mini-plot about the game designer. 
"I wonder if editing it in the way that you suggested would cause Boss Pei to look bad. Boss Pei wouldn't bear a grudge, would he?"


I really just want to lose money! T_T
Best boss ever, prodigy of the business world, genius creator, visionary of the century.
These are the descriptions used for Pei Qian, President of Tengda Corporation.
Ever since his rebirth, Pei Qian finds himself in possession of a system that rewards him if he manages to lose money.
Instantly, a brilliant idea comes to mind — making crappy games!
"If the game flops, all my investment cost will be lost!"
"How difficult can it be to lose money?"
Indeed... how difficult can it be?
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