They went to the publishing company right away. 

Media Factory is quite a famous book publishing company, however, its scale is smaller than the first-tier book publishing company in this country since it is fully focussed on publishing both manga and light novels. 

Haru also had thought to publish a normal book in the future, but for now, he wanted to focus on both manga and light novels and made it the best company that would produce anime, manga, music, and games.

Why is he interested in this business?

Because the market of this business is very big and he also needs the IP (Intellectual Property) of the story in this company. 

Haru knew that the quest in the Group Chat might be related to the work of something in the manga, anime, or even a movie in this world. 

That was why he decided to win the company since he could learn the plot of each story faster than being a consumer. Being able to learn the plot faster meant that he could prepare the quest better before he entered another world for the quest. 

The trip was quite good and the four of them went to the Media Factory since it had officially become his. 

Haru had entered the company before and the employee of the company had also known him since it was also shocking news when they learned that their new boss was very young. However, at the same time, they were relieved since they knew that their boss was a writer and wasn't someone who was clueless in this industry. 

Haru along with Utaha, Seri, and Machida went together and entered the office together before being greeted by the receptionist. They went directly to the meeting room where the executives of this company had gathered together. 

Haru didn't change the personnel of this company that much since the result of this company was quite good, however, he also needed to check them and put his team into the department of finance. 

The executives of the company had gathered in the meeting room and they had been waiting for him for a while, however, they didn't have an annoying expression on their faces since in their opinion this little company was only a toy for Haru. They had also met him a week ago when he went to visit this company and they wouldn't think that he was a high school student. 

"Truth be told, that I'm very satisfied with this company," Haru said. 

Seri, Utaha, and Machida were beside him and didn't say anything. 

"I'll also put my novel in this company too," Haru said. 

They knew about Haru's novel which was known as Sword Art Online and 5 Centimeters per Second since they had also tried to poach him from other companies, however, they didn't expect him to buy this company directly. 

The talk between them was very smooth since everyone was familiar with the publishing book, especially light novels. 

Haru didn't only want this company to publish a light novel, but also an anime, music, and games. He knew that the IP from the company was very valuable, especially those high sales light novels. 

Then he also told them about his website that he had made and wanted them to take care of it. 

His plan had always been to create a video hosting website, however, that website wasn't something similar to a youtube, rather it was more similar to a Twitch, Niconico, or Bilibili.

What is so special about this video hosting website and what makes it different?

Bullet screen.

Haru wrote those words on the board. 

????

Everyone was confused by these words since they weren't familiar with it. 

Haru started to explain about "bullet screen" 

Bullet screens are a feature on video sites that allow real-time comments from viewers to fly across the screen like bullets. 

Haru told them with this feature it would make the viewers on the website think that they were able to talk to each other (which they don't...). 

They were very surprised by this video hosting project and felt that it had good prospects. 

"But it needs a very big server." 

One of the executives who was quite knowledgeable about the internet was quite concerned that the website would crash when there were a lot of people who accessed it. 

"For the server, you don't need to worry since  I own a computing cloud," Haru said. "No matter how many people will access our website, it won't cause a lag or crash." 

"...." 

Everyone was very startled at this moment. 

"Haru-sama, tell me why you have never told me about cloud computing," Seri said with a serious expression. 

"....." Haru blinked his eyes and said, "Let's talk about that matter later since I want to focus on this matter first." 

"Yes." Seri nodded. 

Haru continued with his talk to create the biggest community for animation, games, and music (ACG).

Everyone became more excited the more that they heard it. 

Haru told them how to operate this website along with how to get revenue such as advertisement and subscription. 

The conversation had become quite long and he also talked about a special method for someone to become a member of this website with answered 100 questions that they had prepared. 

For the content, Haru said to use all of the anime that they had made in the company with also inviting a famous dancer, voice actress agency, idol agency, mangaka, and a lot of more while also explaining the benefit of joining their website such as more income and to advertise their new work.

Haru told them to discuss the regulation of the website with themselves along with setting up the price of the subscription. 

The price of the subscription is very important since it can't be too expensive, but it also needs to give them a benefit 

Haru thought for a while and said, "How about 540 yen per month?" 

They thought that it was very cheap to only pay that much each month, but they also thought that it was quite a good price for the subscription. 

If they multiply 540 yen to 10 million people then it means that their income can reach 5.4 billion yen each month. 

It is also possible to become bigger in the future. 

They also didn't need to pay the server since Haru had a cloud computing making the cost of the website less since it was Haru's company. (They need to pay too since it is a different business, but of course, the price is cheaper).

Of course, to attract people to subscribe to their website, they also need to have good content. 

Their talk was quite long, but their eyes were full of spirit and they couldn't wait to set up a new division in this company. 

"The next one, I want to set up a weekly manga magazine," Haru said. 

"...."

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"I was confused with two choice, if I want to continue the path of skating or to become a teacher. Until I met that teacher. He encourages me to pursue what I should dream and replaced the emptiness of my heart into a motivated one, from that moment I was able to decide what I should follow." Kirisu smiled.

"Your teacher is really a good person." Hiroto complimented. 

Kirisu nodded, "After he said that to me I was thinking If I could become a teacher like him and that I should be able to do what he was able to do.."

"Then, I became a teacher. In the start I was brimming with passion and dedication to the teachers life." Kirisu smiled again.

"And around that time, a student somehow got close to me. She always asked me for advice about her music since she really wanted to enroll in a music university. I was happy that someone was relying on me back then." Kirisu smile but little by little she was becoming sadder. 

Hiroto noticed the changes but didn't say anything and continued to listen.

"She applied to the school music university but, she failed. I felt sad and confused because I have made her feel livid and motivated but that point of time I realize..I had the wrong idea of what I was doing and wasn't able to understand what 'kindness' really means." Kirisu looked down.

"I thought that a teacher should always guide students and help them what they wanted to become but I was wrong. When I looked at her I saw myself when I was younger, a student that wanted to become a teacher but right now I had took a student to an emotion filled path that becomes her negativity and that made me realize that I cannot become a teacher like him."

"Because of that I didn't have the face to teach there anymore..from then on I focused on the talent of every student they had, if they are talented in a field they want to pursue. Then, I would try to make them realized that it was the best path they have to take.

"..."

"I'm sorry, Kirisu-sensei. I should not ask." Hiroto said

Kirisu shook her head, "It's okay"  he was sad hearing Kirisu's hardship but he couldn't help but say.

"What about the untalented student, sensei. If they don't have any talent on them then what would you do?..."

"I understand that you wanted to help students to their best path, but in the end it comes to the person's ability to work hard, persistence and motivation to one path they wanted to take, should they not have one, it's easy to say that they can easily fail."

"Then, even if they have a minimal amount of talent on one field then I a teacher would focus on that." Kirisu said with a slightly higher voice.

"What if they weren't happy doing it, would you keep teaching them even if they became unhappy about it..."

"..."

"I'm not going to change my mindset, this is how I lived..but I'll take your word as consideration.."

Without knowing they were already at the apartment building and she went upstairs. Kirisu opened the door of her apartment while Hiroto opened his door before he was able to enter, she called him.

"Hiroto-kun… Thank you." Kirisu went inside quickly as she crouched and covered her face with her knees.

'That was really embarrassing….'

-

Hiroto was called by Ao who was the manager and editor of the novel he signed at a publishing company.

He traveled to Akihabara and reached their in just minutes and after getting to the company, he was suddenly surprised.

"Ahh! it's Hiroto-kun, what nice timing come here quick we'll show you.." Ao san energetically said as his bald head had a reflection that can blind one's eyesight 

Hiroto was brought to the meeting room, everyone had a tired look on their face but they all had a smile..

The managerial, every department directors and the president was at the meeting room.

"Everyone, let's clap for our rising star, Tamaki-kun for bringing the company to its better glory!!" the president said.

"And let's clap to ourselves for being busy these past two weeks, we have been tired but it was worth it!, look at the graph of Tamaki-san republishing in just a week and seems like many stores wanted more restock." ome employee had changed the slide on the front to the two week of publishing. The rise was astounding. From the first three days which had 20,000 copies to 50,000 in three days.

"Yes, the books were being emptied after they were restocked. It turned infamous to its popularity due to the first chapters at the website as a "Daring Novel" that was suddenly serialized to a light novel and many had recommended it for others by then this hype already happened. We didn't have the chance to react and can only increase the production….."

"Yes, we need to contact other factories!!"

"Right, and also advertisements!!"

"We need to hype it more to!"

"Everyone had read the next volume right?! This is just the sales for the first one!"

'It's actually this sensational, then what about the few novels I had in my mind.' Hiroto smiled as he looked at the buzzling meeting room.

"Haruhi Suzumiya had already been sold for around 250,000 copies already!"

"That fast!?"

"It's still rising, contact other publishing factories and signed up for the contracts quick!!"

Hiroto had a talk with the publishing president. She had too thank him for choosing her company since he kickstarted the trend for many aspiring authors to sign up to the company.

"Hey, Hiroto-kun.." 

"Do you want to sign up for a full time contract with the company?" 

"Umm, I can't do that."

"So you don't want…" Ao was kind of disappointed. The opportunity just slip by just like that but he doesn't want to have a hostile relationship with Hiroto so he can only accept his decision

"If you change your mind then don't hesitate to join us and we will welcome you open arms." Ao said.

"...Thank you for the offer  but I'm sorry, I don't have plans for now but I would still complete the Haruhi Light novel to its completion." Hiroto smiled while rubbing the back of his head

Hiroto was asked by Ao which surprised him. "Do you have time at saturday."

"What is it Ao-san?"

"It seems that your illustrator wanted to meet you to discuss something"


"Eh? that's okay, I think I can have time for that."


"Then, don't pressure yourself, you two would be the only to meet, he-he you should be happy.."

"Eh, why?" Hiroto asked in confusion

"Because its a girl.." Ao teasingly said

"Is that so.." Hiroto said

"Why not much reaction…"

"I already have a girlfriend, she will kill me if I had expectations." Hiroto raised his hands.

"... youth's act fast this days huh.." Ao only sighed 

"Well, that's to be expected ha.ha" Hiroto dryly laugh.

"Let's have a drink sometime, I could give you advice on your relationship..."

"Eh, but I'm still underage.."

"You just need to drink juice, juice is still a drink, I didn't say about alcohol boya…." Ao pats his shoulder.

- - - -

A sound of party poppers pop in the living room of Hiroto's house. Honoka's house was small so afterwards he had been the one who recommended his house as the party place since he was the only one occupying and it would lessen their money spending rather than scheduling to a restaurant or something. 
Upon seeing his home, Honoka and co. was surprised at the space it occupies. While Maki and Umi felt shy because it was their first time being in a males house and moreover him living alone. With the lead of Umi they had made the party dishes with his consent while he bought the ingredients that was not enough. Until an hour passed they had prepared everything.

A two table connected full of nice smelling food, drinks and confectionery for the girls taste.

"Hiroto-kun/chan, Maki-chan!" Umi and co. said his name at the same time then looked at each other smiling.

"Thank you for helping us." the three of them bowed deeply to Hiroto

"N-no, you don't have to thank us that much ! I just did what was right." Hiroto waved his hand frantically while Maki twirled her hair and did not say anything.

"No! Helping us in training and exercise, Helping Umi-chan to conquer her stage fright and you Maki-chan, Hiroto-kun created that wonderful music for us. Honoka said with a resolute energetic voice and she bent her body to 90 degrees as to thank them. Meanwhile, Umi and Kotori followed up.

Hiroto can only gladly smile, well they were really kind girls that he was happy to help.

"You're welcome.., everyone had already practiced enough to make this live a success right? I hope this live will reach the hearts of the students at our school" Umi and the co. raised their heads to look at Hiroto.

"Yes, we're ready perfect!" Honoka beamed as she enthusiastically said while Umi and Kotori nodded the same. (AN:Lol)

"Un." Kotori said.

"It's thanks to you guys that we didn't have to worry about other things. We just have to focus practicing our dance steps and thanks to the maid training, I was able to lower my fear, now I don't react that much.." Umi said with a composed expression and smiled gratefully.

"Come on, Maki-chan say something to them as well." Hiroto whispered to her ear.

"Why do I have to say something, isn't it your duty?" Maki said in a low voice as she rolled her eyes on him. In a moment of looking at Hiroto's face she surrendered and sighed. She looked at the three that had expectations on their face.

"... well, your welcome..." Maki looks sideways as she crossed her arms.

"..."

'That's just like her..' The trio laughed at her shying away.

"We will definitely show a successful live!" Honoka raised her fist up high, totally determined.

"Yes, will not make our hard work be wasted!" Kotori joined her bandwagon.

"We practiced so hard after all." Umi smiled.

Hiroto nodded, 'They had grown their personality in just a month' he thought and could not help but smile.

'I should record their live performance. It's for the sake of school in the end and they haven't noticed Takeshi's publishing yet?, they might just be that focus on their training.' 

"Then everyone? KANPAI!!" Hiroto raised his glasses, everyone saw his gestures and did the same.

"KANPAI!" Umi and the co. followed up. Maki did the same but had a lower voice.

They started eating the food on the table.

"Karaage really tastes good!, try it Maki-chan!." Hiroto couldn't help but praise the karaage he was eating.

"Eh? Mmm!" Maki was only holding her cup of juice was a bit surprised when she felt a piece of food flew into her mouth that unconsciously opened since he asked so.. 

Hiroto put the karaage inside her mouth using his chopsticks. "It's really good right?"

"Mm!" Maki chewed down the food inside her mouth "indeed delicious, wait! Why did you do that so sudden" Maki followed up while getting flustered a bit.

"If I wait for your approval you will just reject it."

"Aren't that a couple thing." Maki said with a cute low voice.

"Aren't we..?" Hiroto whispered, while he holds her hands not seen by others.

"Idiot, don't say it out loud." Maki whispered while feeling embarrassed. She couldn't help but pinch his waist.

"Since when did you become this close? Hiroto-chan, Maki-chan?" Honoka said, while Hiroto and Maki realized that they had shown them something misleading but it wasn't and was the truth. Hiroto looked at Maki as if waiting for an approval. Maki didn't reply and had look sideways while pouting.

'How should I say this..' Hirot felt troubled. He whispered to Maki what he should say.

"I don't know...it's embarrassing" 

"Eh?, well, actually Maki and I were going out.."

"EH?!?!?!"

"Since when?!"

"It's not!, were no--" 

'Geee' Honoka and Kotori stared at the embarrassed Maki who was shouting already. Until she give up.

"Fine, we're g-going out that's the answer…."

Honoka and Kotori had understood that with their closeness during this week, they had already developed a special connection with each other, it was just a matter of time. They are both happy and not happy with the revelations. 

"I see, congratulations Hiroto-kun, Maki-chan. " Umi smiled.

"Hehe, Thank you very much. Umi-senpai."

Honoka and Kotori look at Umi then look at each other. They only sighed and also congratulate them.

"Thank you everyone"

"Make sure to take care of Maki-chan, or you will regret." Honoka

"Un! Make Maki-chan happy " Kotori 

"!"

"Maki, if hiroto did something that makes you unhappy don't hesitate to speak with me." Umi said smiling seems not a smile.

'That's a warning right, it's a warning right?' Hiroto thought

"Don't say it anymore it's embarrassing.." Maki said while cowering at his back.

'Wow' 

[Ding] A blue translucent floating screen appeared in front of him.

[Hidden Quest Received.]

'So this is what the quest function the system was telling about.' Hiroto nodded, he now knows that the system cannot be seen by others.

[Quest: Hidden
Piano and Vocal :
Perform a duet with Maki and motivate the listeners.
Requirements : 
The music duet must reach the hearts of the
audiences.
Audience needed to be moved : 150 people
Reward: Singing (Master) Skill, 10 XP, Memorization Capsules x 10.]

Hiroto looked at Maki as her shyness stopped when she saw Hiroto very happy that had a smile on her face.

"Your my angel Maki-chan!" Hiroto looked at her eyes and she grip his hand more tightly.

"What are you saying, so suddenly!" Maki felt shy and she looked at the side as Hiroto whispered to her ear.

"Let us show them the song that I taught you last two weeks ago, Maki. I will play the piano and you sing." he said.

'It was supposed to be an emergency thing, if the live isn't successful, it can't be helped if I can motivate them I guess,' he thought.

"Eh!, why?" Maki was kind of surprised by the sudden proposed by Hiroto.

"Let's just do it, there's no need to be shy.." Hiroto straightly said.

"Fine...just this once, okay!" Maki said while not being honest with her answer.

"Why did we practice if we wouldn't perform, well let just show them."

Hiroto prepared his piano while Maki drank some water to clear her throat. Meanwhile, the three was curiously looking at them while whispering at each other. Honoka wasn't able to stop her curious mind.

"What'chu playing Hiroto-chan?" Honoka said.

"To think that you would have something like this." Kotori said with anticipation.

"A duet?, you're training her right?, how did you have time for this."' Umi felt confused, she didn't consider this as training as well. Since she would be singing while he was playing. Hiroto rubbed his head to think of a reason.

Tamaki Hiroto died and got transmigrated to the same guy with the same name in another world. He got a system, but he wants to have fun with his new life from then on.

English was our 2nd language and was terrible at it. Don't read it if you don't want to see bad grammar.
 
The main world is from the love live series. Meanwhile, there would be a crossover of some anime characters from different anime but not too much. 

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"Everyone, this girl is never allowed to breath on anything that has to do with me. Do you understand."

Lin BaiXue spoke so they could all hear. 

"Yes, Empress!"

They answered simultaneously. Smiling she sat on her throne and the three boys crowded around her. The people immediately took out their phones and blacklisted the girl. They knew that when Empress blacklisted someone that person will never be able to stay in any city without getting arrested. That is the power of Empress. 

"Boys."

Lin BaiXue didn't even say a full sentence when their ears perked up and they looked at her like a puppy who finally got attention form its master. 

"Who is the greatest person in the world?"

"You are! You are the most wonderful, amazing, and beautiful person in the world!"

They said in unison. Chuckling she shook her head and said,

"I don't you to come within ten miles of me ever again. Do you understand or do you want me to speak English?" 

Her voice was bone-chilling cold, but it managed to get Jiang LuiWei fired up.  He got up to sit behind her and wrap his arms around her. Feeling Jiang LuiWei's arms around her waist and his face snuggled up against her neck, Lin BaiXue couldn't help but smile. 

"Someone take out the trash."

She said uninterested while running her fingers through Ming ShuoYan's hair. The girl was dragged out of the building and never seen again.  Ming ShuoYan sat at her feet with his head on her lap and Go Tan was sitting on the other side massaging her hands. Ironically they all looked like dogs by their master. (author: I think they took their role of her dogs to seriously.)  The music started again and Lin BaiXue watched her family do what they did best, and that was party.

"Wei, Yan, I want you to sing. I haven't heard you in a long time."

Said Lin BaiXue pushing them a little. They both looked at each other than at her and smiled then ran up to the stage. She was couldn't help but smile as everything went back to the way it was before she left. It was something she thought she would never see again, after all, she thought she would be dead by now. The three of them were known for taking songs and making them switching vocals no matter what song it was, so it wasn't a surprise when they did it. The beat dropped and the whole room was bursting with sound.

Used to be scared of the ocean
'Cause I didn't know how to swim
I took one sip of your potion
Now I'm just divin' right in
I heard your siren's call, it was beautiful
I am drowning, God, please don't save me
I'm in too deep
Can't touch the bottom with my feet
Don't know what you did to me, I can't breathe but I'm living
I'm in too deep
Can't touch the bottom with my feet
Don't know what you did to me, I can't breathe but I'm living
I'm in too deep
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
I'm in too deep
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
Treasure chest full of your diamonds
I don't mind staying down here
Thought by now I would be dyin'
But your love gives me all my air
I heard your siren's call, it was beautiful
I am drowning, God, please don't save me
I'm in too deep
Can't touch the bottom with my feet
Don't know what you did to me, I can't breathe but I'm living
I'm in too deep
Can't touch the bottom with my feet
Don't know what you did to me, I can't breathe but I'm living
I'm in too deep
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
I'm in too deep
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
I'm in too deep
I heard your sirens call, it was beautiful
I'm in too deep
Can't touch the bottom with my feet
Don't know what you did to me, I can't breathe but I'm living
I'm in too deep
I never thought that you could be
A underwater symphony, I can't breathe but I'm living
I'm in too deep
Can't touch the bottom with my feet
Don't know what you did to me, I can't breathe but I'm living
I'm in too deep
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
I'm in too deep
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
Ah ooh-ah-ooh-ooh
I'm in too deep
Source: LyricFind
In Too Deep Why Don't We
Songwriters: Candice Pillay / Ingrid Andress / Jonas Jeberg / Kayla Bonnici / Sean Meier / Troy Johnson
In Too Deep lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group 

The song finished and they were quick to call her to the stage. What happened next shocked them.

Most people play around and say they are crazy, but this girl really is. I would like you to meet the King of the Underworld. When people hear the word king they think a guy and well you would be wrong. Lin DaiYu is a nineteen-year-old devil, ruler of the underworld, and mother. She is the human form of both devil and goddess. She can have everything with the flick of a wrist, however, she is unable to have the one person she wants most. Hu LiWei is the King of the business world, the most sought after man in the world, the only person who can control the devil called Lin DaiYu, and the father of her son. But what happens when she wants all of him and he is determined not to fall in love again even though his body needs her. With people out for her head can she win his heart and keep her son safe? Beware the King of the Underworld does not die easily, but this game called love might just cost her life. ........................................................................................... I do not own this cover. If you know who owns or are the owner and would like me to remove it please leave a comment and I will take it down. This was previously called, The Girl Who Stole My Heart I hope you enjoy it! Thank you!

As far as Fang Zhao was concerned, drawing out a certain mood depended on a passage of music, not a certain visual.
Just like how a programmer turned everything into code, Fang Zhao could turn everything into music.
He already had a song in mind for the music video. It was a song he'd written during the end of days. It wasn’t complete—he'd only gotten around to finishing it recently. He'd also rearranged it and modified parts to better fit Pang Pusong’s voice.
When he was shooting, he did recall certain scenes, but his memories of the first few years of the apocalypse were blurry. However, the music he composed during that period remained fresh in his head.
Every time he recalled those broken melodies, Fang Zhao could remember how he'd felt at the beginning of the apocalypse.
After projecting the eye shots onto the virtual character, Zu Wen showed Fang Zhao a draft.
He had juxtaposed on his computer screen shots of Fang Zhao’s eyes and a pair of brown, wood-colored eyes surrounded by rough, cracked bark.
"Don’t they look the same? Happy?" Zu Wen asked.
Fang Zhao nodded.
They were clearly two different sets of eyes but they conveyed the same gaze and mood. It was as if two people were injected with the same soul.
Reg Dimension—such amazing technology!
Perhaps that was why virtual idols created with the Reg Dimension drew so many fans. Even though they often looked very different from humans, it was easy to forget that they were virtual images and instead believe that they possessed real souls.
"As long as you’re happy." Zu Wen stretched his arms. "The basic look is also complete. The only thing is that I could use more help on the music video, even one extra person would be great. If it’s just me, Lord knows when I’ll finish the CD. If you want to see a completed product by the end of the year, then get me a loaner." Zu Wen was so busy these days he didn’t have time to game.
"I’ve asked around. The people you mentioned who know how to use Reg Dimension don’t want to transfer. The company hasn’t made any new hires this year and they fired a bunch of people last year. We can forget about an internal loaner," Fang Zhao explained.
"Then poach someone from one of the smaller or independent record labels, or outsource to a contractor, although the company usually frowns on outsourcing on a project like this. The bosses prefer that you take care of things internally. But see if you can poach some people from other companies. There are so many fresh graduates out there. There must be quite a few who haven’t landed jobs, no? Let’s con a few into working here first." Zu Wen started brainstorming as he organized the eye shots.
Zu Wen’s suggestion reminded Fang Zhao of someone. "How many years of experience would you be looking for in a Reg Dimension technician?"
"Let’s not set the bar too high. The most important thing is to con some people into helping me out. I’ve been so tired."
Zu Wen returned to his office to work. Fang Zhao headed back to his office and sent Zeng Huang a message.
Zeng Huang responded quickly.
"What’s up Big Zhao? Your project isn’t going well?" Zeng Huang knew Fang Zhao was stuck with the virtual idol project and had even offered to help, but Fang Zhao refused at the time, saying he needed to learn more about the project first.
"How busy is your current project? Do you have time to take on another gig?" Fang Zhao asked.
"You hiring?"
"Yes, we’re short on Reg Dimension technicians. If you aren’t available, do you know anyone who hasn’t landed a job yet or wants to switch jobs? I don’t need someone super-experienced, someone who knows the basics will do."
"A Reg Dimension technician who doesn’t have to be that experienced, someone who hasn’t landed a job or wants to switch jobs…"
"Indeed. Any recommendations?"
"Me."
"…..."
"I want to switch jobs. You know I’m a fresh grad—and not from a very prestigious school. I won’t be able to command a very good salary. Plus, I’m looking for a new job. It’s a perfect fit now that you’re hiring."
Zu Wen’s idea was to con people into joining the project, but Fang Zhao was completely honest about the state of his project. Zeng Huang was offering to help out when Fang Zhao was in a tough spot. It would be shitty of him to take advantage of a friend now.
After being briefed by Fang Zhao, Zeng Huang said he needed to think it over. But he ended up calling back in less than 10 minutes.
"Big Zhao, you still hiring? Why don’t both Wan Yue and I help out? She knows a thing or two about the Reg Dimension, but her expertise is post-production. I wonder if she would come in handy too."
"Yes." Fang Zhao smiled. "Thanks!"
"Hey, who’s the boss here? Big Zhao, don’t put too much pressure on yourself. We’re still young. Even if we fail, we can chalk it up as a learning experience. It’s good for us to take risks."
"Got it."
"As long as you’ve put things in perspective. So it’s a done deal—Wan Yue and I will defect tomorrow!"
Just like Pang Pusong, Zeng Huang and Wan Yue would be signed as contractors, not full-time employees. Fang Zhao had explained the temporary and transient nature of the work, but Zeng Huang still insisted on joining. Considering the status of the virtual idol project, Zeng Huang and his girlfriend had no ulterior motives—they just wanted to lend Fang Zhao a hand.
Zeng Huang was actually thinking Lady Luck wasn’t on Fang Zhao’s side this year. Setting aside the theft of his songs, Fang Zhao had worked hard to make a name for himself in the new talent contest—only to be tossed into this death pit. Zeng Huang didn’t want to see a brother begging for help, so he and Wan Yue quit their jobs to help out. They were still young and had plenty of other jobs ahead of them. Now it was time to help Fang Zhao.
The next day, Zeng Huang and Wan Yue tracked down Fang Zhao at Silver Wing. After signing their contracts, Fang Zhao got them company passes.
Besides Zeng Huang and Wan Yue, Bei Zhi, who had just finished training camp, also chipped in. He knew that he owed his success in the new talent contest to Fang Zhao. He'd heard that they were setting up on the 50th floor, so he decided to help out.
"Wow, they actually let you come? They’re not afraid of jeopardizing your career?" Zu Wen asked when he saw Bei Zhi.
Bei Zhi didn’t care. "It’s OK. Training is over and my next assignment hasn’t started. I have three days off, so here I am."
Pang Pusong, Song Miao, and Bei Zhi set up outside as Fang Zhao discussed the music video with Zu Wen and Zeng Huang in his office.
Since the music video was set in the end of days, they would have to feature mutated animals from the period. Zu Wen showed Fang Zhao a batch of images he had compiled.
"Get rid of this," Fang Zhao said, pointing to one of the pictures.
"Why?" Zu Wen asked.
"I’ve never seen it before." Because he had never seen it before, he couldn’t be sure that it existed. Fang Zhao decided to drop all the animals he'd never laid eyes on.
"Wow, you sound like you’ve seen the actual thing," Zu Wen responded. But he didn’t resist, deleting the animal from his screen.
Fang Zhao pointed to another image. "Shrink the head of this one a bit."
"Like this?"
"Smaller."
"How about this?"
"You overdid it. Allow me."
Fang Zhao pondered the projected hologram, his fingers playing with the head of the animal.
He couldn’t feel the actual object, but the smart design software allowed even a non-technician to tweak the image. It was like altering a clay figurine.
"That looks weird," Zu Wen said.
"Not at all. That’s how they look. Get rid of their mustaches."
"They don’t have mustaches? Are you sure? I remember seeing them with mustaches in many films about the Period of Destruction." A skeptical Zu Wen checked his research. He had downloaded a database from a leading scientific journal that was compiled by scholars who studied mutated animals from the Period of Destruction. The researchers were considered the world’s leading authorities on the subject. The download was quite expensive, but he'd billed the project.
"They have mustaches in the film I starred in." Ji Polun, who had been watching them work, offered his two cents.
"That was fiction to begin with." Fang Zhao had seen the movie Ji Polun starred in. There were way too many inaccuracies, but you couldn’t expect much from a commercial film. It was just entertainment.
"But your virtual idol isn’t real either." Ji Polun remembered that the look of the virtual idol was also made up.
"My version, my rules," Fang Zhao responded curtly.
"Got it. You’re the boss. You have the final word."
At that point, Zu Wen had found a photo of the mutated animal in question in his database. "No mustache indeed."
They went through the other animals. Every modification Fang Zhao asked for was consistent with the database. This time it was Ji Polun, not Zu Wen, who checked. "You’re the man," he thought to himself.
Everyone in the room wondered: how good of a history student was this guy to remember so many details?


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

KYLE'S POV

We had to take a mini-recess because Madeline started to cry, then hyperventilate as soon as she saw her mother on the screen.  Then she turned and pointed at me, with venom in her eyes. "You!" she let out a piercing scream. "It's your fault she's dead!! You did this!!!"

"What?!"I stared at her, too shocked to speak.

"Are you a psycho like your father??!" Jordan exploded.  "How can you blame Kyle??!"

"He pushed my father to do this!!" she shrieked in a high-pitched voice. "You drove him over the edge when you took everything from him! Including her!" he jerked her head towards Maya so forcefully she fell back into the wall. Then suddenly, she leaped from the floor and charged straight at me,  arms flailing in clumsy attempt to hit me I guess.  

"Maddie stop!" Maya cried out as she lurched forward. 

"Maddie get a hold of yourself!" I caught her wrists and pinned them behind her. "You're misdirecting you anger-but I won't take it personal. You're grieving..."

"It's your fault..." she cried, chest heaving.

"No Maddie..." Maya said as she placed her hand on her shoulder. "Kyle isn't the one to blame..."

"I want my Mommy..." she whimpered and I released her into my wife's waiting arms. "I just got her back-and-now-she's gone...I want-her-need her-" she struggled through a hiccup. "I want her baaack Maya!" her heart-wrenching sobs echoed through the room. "Please-bring-her-back Maya!" Her grief was agonizing and inconsolable. 

"I'm sorry sweetheart...I want her back too sweetie..." Maya wept quietly. "But she's gone, Maddie. She's gone..."

Maya decided to take her out of the room, and they were probably taking a walk around the garden to try and calm her down. 

Just when we thought things couldn't get any worse, Jean-Pierre's attorney, Victor Leonard showed up announced, demanding to be present during the reading of the will. 

"I'm here to represent the rights of my client. He has every right to have legal representation since he couldn't be here personally," the lawyer insisted. 

"Why should he have representation?" Lorenzo and Enzo materialized from nowhere. Well not exactly, but we weren't expecting him. But then again, this is Lorenzo we're talking about. He probably had his eyes and ears on this the whole time and had already come up with a plan to thwart it. When Enzo winked at me that just gave me confirmation that something was about to go down.

"Because the deceased was his wife." Victor Leonard challenged, but we could all see that he was intimidated.

"Is that so?"  My father's lips twitched and a brow quirked, as he slid his hands into his pocket. 

"I have the proof-"

"A marriage license per chance?" Lorenzo asked; in inquisiotion mode now.  

"No-but they had applied for one and there was a slight glitch-"

"So you don't actually have proof?"

"I do-will-"

 "Hmmm..." He pursed his lips then walked over to the bar, poured himself a shot of whiskey and sat back to sip it.  "Enzo, if you would be so kind?" he crossed his legs and gestured to my cousin to take the floor. 

"I'm sorry to break this to you Mr-uh-who again?" Enzo scratched his temple and acted confused.

"Leonard," he spat out.

"Yeah-anyway Rita was my actually my wife before she died." His face shone with self-satisfaction and pleasure. 

Everyone gasped in surprise. 

"That's absurd!" The attorney burst out.

"True story my man," Enzo said as he pulled out a paper and thrust it in the attorney's face. 

"I don't believe this!" He snatched the paper from Enzo and started to scrutinize it, obviously doubting the authenticity. "You got married in Vegas?!" The amount of distaste in the lawyer's voice amused us. 

"Well, we were a bit intoxicated-no we were totally out of it! I don't even remember but I'm sure the sex was explosive, seeing it was our wedding night and all," Enzo's face glowed with mischief, and his dark eyes sparkled.

We couldn't help but laugh as he narrated the story. This was-well-typical Rita drama of cos. Even in her death, we were never short of it. 

"We're done here," Lorenzo announced with finality. "Richard please see Mr. Leonard over here out."

At least he didn't resist, he mustered enough dignity as he stood up and glared at us before he picked up his attache case and stormed out. 

"Gosh!" I let out a loud sigh. "After witnessing all that drama, I think I need a drink.." 

"Me too," Jamie and Jordan agreed as we went over to the bar.

"A toast to my Dad," I raised my glass, "who is always a step ahead." 

Lorenzo laughed but raised his glass none the less. "Thank you son."

"And to Enzo, who vowed that he would never toe the knot," Jordan grinned. 

"Here! Here!" We laughed as we shared a lighter moment. 

"Are you guys legit or you were just setting up a smokescreen?" I asked.

"Oh, it's legit son. I had it checked out." My father assured me, just as Maya, Maddie and finally Rita's attorney filed in after each other. 

"Can we resume now?" 

"Yeah. Hit it," I replied as we settled down once again. 

"Kyle...I'm sorry..." Maddie said.

"It's okay Maddie," I squeezed her hand and nodded for him to proceed. 

Rita's face popped up on the screen again and Maya's body got tense. I put my arm around her as she rested her head on my shoulder. 

"Soo...we're here now aren't we?" Rita was saying. "I know it must be hard to lose me, to accept that I'm gone... but you were expecting this right? I gave you enough warning didn't I?" she laughed and wiped her eyes. "I've been expecting this...sooner than you all think you know...I recently found out that the love of my life and the father of my daughter wants me dead. I casually mentioned to someone that I had left him a considerable chunk of my estate and it had the desired effect... he pretended to have amnesia and like the fool I was I believed he had finally realized how much he loved me-that we were meant to be together-anyway that's another story for another day so I won't bore you with the details." She took a sip of water and then continued.

"I know my parents and children are taking this hard-but Maya-I know you must be a weeping mess... I don't want you to slip into that dark hole-please don't? Can you do that for me? I want you all to celebrate my life, celebrate the good times that we had,  treasure the memories. I want you to always be there for my children-to help them get through this-to comfort them-because they're going to need you more than ever-each and everyone of you...Jamie I just wanted to say I'm sorry-I know it's not enough and what I did wasn't-anyway I've made you a private tape as you probably know-I made individual tapes for all of you actually" she broke down and then tried to compose herself. "I'm sorry guys...I promised myself that I wouldn't cry but-I just need a moment-I'll be right back okay?"  

There was not one dry eye in that room.

"I'm back!!" Rita chirped. 

"Anyway, as I was saying...I want you to celebrate my life. I don't want you to cry too much-just a little okay?" she laughed as she pinched her fingers together. "I don't want anyone to wear black either okay? This is a celebration remember??" she reiterated. "I actually want it to be a Victorian theme. Maya do you remember how we would repeatedly watch The Greatest Showman and how Zac used to sneak us onto the set?" she chuckled as she reminisced. "That's kind of what I want okay? I want bright colors- no dull, depressing colors got that??"  she pointed at the screen and scrunched up her face and e all laughed amidst our tears. 

"I've set up everything so don't worry about anything. All you have to do is show up. I've already got your dress Maya-you're going to be my Jenny Lind for the day okay? And before you protest I want you to-no I need you to-no wait-I need you to sing our song Maya. Will you? Pleeeaseee Amaya screw the double-barrel Walsh-Kinley?" she pleaded as she giggled. "Thank you, I knew you'd say yes. I love you Maya-I think I'm going to miss you the most..." she choked out, "try not to miss me too much okay? Kyle, please look after her okay?" she sniffed. "Jordan I'm so proud of you...the man that you've become-the love you have for Lana is..." she sighed, "we've come along way haven't we Jojo??" she smiled. "Lorenzo, what can I say? You're just a breath of fresh air, aren't you? You're one person that we can all count on and I love you for that..." she grinned. "Maddie, Maddie my sweet, precious baby girl..we'd just found it each other...but I'm glad we ironed out our differences and-I love you. Although I'm gone, you still have Maya. You've always had her actually. She was more of a mother to you than I ever was or ever will be..." she wiped her eyes again. "Kyle...I've got so much I want to say to you but I'll keep it short and sweet-I've never in my life met a man like you. You're so talented and yet you remain humble..The way you love your wife is just so exemplary-you're one of a kind, Kyle Kinley. You were always like a brother to me-we had our share of fights but we always laughed about it afterward...you're perfect for My-My...I just love seeing you two together..."

Maya was bawling her eyes out and so were the rest of us. It was so hard to grasp the fact that Rita was gone... she really was gone...

"I've prepared a slide show of all the highlights of our time together and I'd like you all to watch it together. I just want to tell you all that I love you all-so, so, so much... I'm signing out by attempting to sing Photograph by Ed Sheeran. He gave me extensive lessons so I hope I do him proud. Enjoy the slide show. I love you!" she blew a kiss and grabbed her guitar and started to sing. 


Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive

We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And time's forever frozen still

So you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home
And if you hurt me
That's okay baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
Wait for me to come home

Love can heal, loving can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know, know
I swear it will get easier,
Remember that with every piece of you
Hm, and it's the only thing we take with us when we die

You can fit me inside the necklace you got when you were sixteen
Next to your heartbeat where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul
When I'm away, I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost back on Sixth street
Hearing you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home"

(Source: LyricFind
Photograph Ed Sheeran © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Concord Music Publishing LLC)

The Billionaire's Song Sequel

One night was all I needed before I broke her heart and shattered her trust. I knew that this would probably be the last time we would be this close-this open with each other. I wish I hadn't kept this from her. How I wish I could turn back time and do this all over again. But it was too late now. I just hope our love was strong enough to survive the storm that was coming...

The legend about the violation of a goddess by the Ancient Magic Civilization and its end aroused Hao Ren's interest. He never doubted its truth. He always believed that all legends were worthy of study even if they might have changed after many generations. Even myths were the result of inspired ancient people. No matter how mysterious the legends appeared to be, there had to be many living, unusual creatures in history that became the inspiration for such stories. One such example was Odin, whom Vivian knew.
For this reason, he believed that the ancient civilization did exist in The Plane of Dreams. The talking wolves, whose existence defied the theory of evolution, might have something to do with the experiment of biological alteration. Nevertheless, he had reservations about the argument that the goddess condemned the world.
He was not sure if the ancient civilization could be of any help in his quest for the secret of The Plane of Dreams.
Hao Ren and his MDT were having a telepathic discussion—it was a fast and discreet way of communication. "I remember Raven 12345 once said, The Plane of Dreams and the real world evolve concurrently. It also means that time in both worlds is in sync with each other. If there was a great disaster that happened here in the past, in theory, we should be able to find evidence of it at the same time spot on Earth where the disaster happened. If we could do that, we might be able to establish the mirroring relationship between The Plane of Dreams and the real world."
"A major disaster on earth 10,000 years ago?" The MDT searched its database. "Humans walked on two feet. Werewolves and vampires were in a fight. Odin's cousin ran away with a disabled person. Caesar, a demon hunter, cooked Fenrir's brother-in-law as dinner. A small meteorite struck near the equator and later became the source of iron for a primitive tribe. The rest is just trivial."
"Whoa, you've got a load of junk in there," said Hao Ren.
"In case you didn't know, it was Madam Raven who installed this database. God knows where the hell she downloaded such pirated junk from." The MDT buck-passed it entirely. "So, it was silly of you to discuss serious topics of history with me."
"...Maybe I should ask Vivian when I get back home. She may know a thing or two about what happened back then."
"Are you so sure things that happened in The Plane of Dreams mirror those on Earth?" The MDT was curious because Hao Ren was so keen and confident this time. "You used to be a slowpoke, you know?"
"Not so much, just my hunch." Hao Ren told it telepathically. "Raven 12345 used to say that The Plane of Dreams and the real world mirror each other. But, I'm not sure how it works. If a major event like the destruction of an ancient civilization here didn't affect the earth, then maybe I've misunderstood Raven 12345."
The MDT thought for a second. It realized that this thing was none of its business. So, it threw a line. "I am just a PDA." It then went into hibernation mode. Becky and the alpha wolf stared at each other for a while before Becky poked Hao Ren with the hilt of her blade. "Are you leaving? Or would you like to catch up on old times with your wolfy friends? Maybe you can find a human settlement with their help too."
"No, I'm not going to the human settlement." The alpha wolf stepped back. "You guys eat anything under the sun. I'm not ready to be your next meal yet."
Hao Ren looked at Becky with a shrug and said, "I'm afraid I have to bother you."
Then, Hao Ren shifted his attention to the large bag Becky was carrying. "You've got to thank me for that."
"Oh yeah, you remind me of something!" Becky opened the bag and was about to give some of her prizes to Hao Ren. "Fairtrade. That's how a mercenary is. We'll split the reward. By the way, your fighting skill was unconventional. It's my first time meeting a battlemage. Did you get any brain damage after the fall?."
Hao Ren was careless to correct her bigoted misunderstanding. He just waved his hand frantically. "I'm not interested in your bone lamellae. Why don't you be my guide instead of a reward? By the way, I need the music box back."
This was the plan. Hao Ren knew that the MDT would come back on its own. He was using the MDT as a bait although it was out of desperation initially. Now, he could use a bunch of bone lamella that he was not interested in to redeem his battered, little conscience. But, Becky's stubbornness would not allow Hao Ren the chance. "No, I want your music box!"
"You better think twice. Other than playing some music, this thing has no other use. Half a bag of bone lamellae is worth a lot more than that."
"I don't think so. Your music box flies!" Becky was very insistent. "When it comes to pretty stuff, the rationale isn't necessary!"
The alpha suddenly interjected with a soft voice, "You guys carry on. I'm going out hunting with my pups. It's kind of weird to see you guys haggling over some wolf body parts—"
"I thought you didn't give a hoot about wolves of lower intelligence?" Hao Ren was bewildered. If he had known that the alpha wolf minded, he would have gone somewhere else with Becky. "And mind you, you guys killed more of these wolves than Becky did."
"I can't help it. They look too similar. And you felt disgusted seeing them devouring humans." The alpha wolf mumbled before turning and howling at its pack. He said goodbye to Hao Ren before disappearing into the distance with the wolf pack.
"Interesting species," The MDT said to Hao Ren in his mind. "Sandwiched between animal and human, sharing the ideologies from both worlds. They are essentially wolves with human brains and wisdom. So, you guys using those wolf bones as bargaining chips disturbed them."
"It's my fault. I should have been more considerate." Hao Ren felt sorry. "But, I couldn't help it. He spoke the human language so fluently that I forgot it's just a wolf."
"This is inevitable when one lives with monster chicks for too long."
Hao Ren was at a lost for words.
In the end, Becky was still adamant in keeping his music box. She shoved half of the bone lamellae to Hao Ren. Sensing that it was impossible to convince the wonder woman, Hao Ren gave in.
If he could meet her again the next time he entered The Plane of Dreams, he would bring her a real music box.
The two unusual travel partners set out on their journey once again. It was smooth sailing all the way—maybe the alpha wolf had cleared the road ahead for them. It is because Hao Ren occasionally sighted what looked like the silhouette of the alpha wolf when they passed over the top of some grass mounds. Soon, the outline of a town appeared on the horizon.
"That's Lamberg." Becky raised her whip and pointed towards the far distance over the steppe. "Although it's just a town, it's big. And it has got a town wall!"
As they came closer, a clear view of Lamberg was within sight. Hao Ren saw the town wall—greyish white, not of stone but some artificial material. There were towers and outposts too, purportedly used as a defense against animals or any other enemies. As he was standing on a hill, the happenings in the town were within his view. The town was neat. Most buildings were two stories and below. Houses were square, and their slanting tops faced southeast in unison. It was probably the local buildings' unique feature. Most of the taller buildings were at the center of the town. Among them, one with a pointed top decorated with stained glass attracted his attention. However, it was not the best time to ask about it, so he kept mum.
The town was farther than it seemed. It took the two a while before arriving at the town wall. The MDT suddenly warned Hao Ren, "Beware; you're going to wake up real soon."
"Hold on a little longer. Please let Y'zaks and Nangong Wuyue hang on there. In the meantime, I'll try to keep my eyes closed." As he was saying this, the first thing he noticed was his senses becoming less responsive as if his body's connection with The Plane of Dreams was starting to crumble.
"Here we are." Becky held Hao Ren, and they both hopped down from the horse. "You want me to walk you around?"
"If you are willing." Hao Ren replied vaguely. He felt that Becky was not sincere. Becky talked with the sentries like they had known each other for a long time while a youngster stared curiously at him—he was an outsider with weird attire.
Hao Ren tried to keep his eyes open for as long as he could to get as much information as possible before he fell out of The Plane of Dreams. Unfortunately, he could already hear the sound of waves splashing against the shore. He could also hear Nangong Wuyue singing her strange songs. His vision slowly faded and became blurry.
He made the best out of the last few minutes he had. He turned his head and saw there were some patterns on the outer walls of the houses, and it looked familiar.
They were runes.
There was a scream. Becky turned around and found the strange magician gone. All that was left was, half a bag of wolf bone lamellae, which she had given to Hao Ren earlier.
"It can't be! He ran away for the sake of a music box?" Becky's jaw dropped to the ground. "Did I force him? No. His brain must have gone kaput after the fall."


As a person who is down-to-earth as well as a good Samaritan, Hao Ren desires to live the rest of his life as a benevolent landlord. Stumbling into a curious yet mysterious lady, he began his journey of “collecting” abnormal and supernatural tenants. 
His life only became more chaotic when he receives a labor contract from “God”. Discover the many races, myths and worlds that lie beyond what humans define as normal! This bizzare fantasy full of fun is sure to bring you on a crazy rollercoaster of emotions!

My feet no Morty but Rick, Owens
What I tip-toe with my big, toe in
Scary side posted like scare, -crowin'
I'm at yo' head like a hair, sew in
Hide-and-seek where is your hair, -line going?
Make the AK sound like some titties I motorboated
Can't bite my sauce 'cause it's poison coated
My flow gets you going like locomotive
Is you deaf, bitch? (Deaf)
Watch your step, bitch
How I pull the pistol, pop it like a nigga got a millionaire wrist (Ouch, ouch)
I already predicted that you should count a nigga album bitch you [?], bitch (Ooh! Ouch!)
How did that nigga Soze hit the beat like it's a fuckin' One Punch Man, bitch? (Bitch! Ooh)

Ayo!
How the fuck?
Y'all gon' let this nigga Ski Mask drop some fire shit and y'all niggas think he gon' eat that?
Nah, son!
Nah B!
It ain't goin' out like that!
Aight?

Keep a .45, no Colt
Niggas get to runnin' like they Usain Bolt
Give a nigga wings, give a nigga Red Bull
If a nigga died then I might be Deadpool
Five to your face like I'm Abraham Lincoln
I leave a hole that's the size of a penny
When I Cascade they gon' say that it's Denny
Pay off the wing just to say I'm at Denny's
Call me Goku
I play the numbers just like sudoku
Triple zero's making hella ovals
Overpaid but bitch I'm goin' postal
I dress to kill and y'all niggas formal
Magic on me, trick, I'm Dumbledore, open your back up you lookin' like Bulbasaur
Bitch I'm tyrannical, go in tyrannosaurus, stupid ass nigga you know that's a metaphor

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Siwei Ma / Zhen Ding / Yujie Xie / Junyi Yang / Stokeley Clevon Goulbourne / Denzel Curry

One Punch Man lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

Su Jiafu performed surgeries with Ling Ran until evening arrived. They slept in the hospital for a few hours and woke up at three o'clock in the morning to anesthetize the man who was built like a mountain. When he did, a feeling of happiness rose in his heart…
Anesthetizing one person meant he accumulated one medical case, and if he anesthetized another, he got himself another medical case… It was never as easy to gather medical cases when he performed surgeries with the other surgeons.
Usually, surgeons would not continuously perform microsurgeries one after another.
Take, for example, chief physicians from departments such as the Neurosurgery Department. A chief physician from the Neurosurgery Department would normally be a person who was nearly sixty. If he started his surgery at nine at night, he would only finish with the craniotomy at around ten. Then, he would finish the entire surgery languidly, and he would waste away his entire midnight just like that. Once he went home to rest, the operating theater would be given to an associate chief physician in his early fifties. That associate chief physician would begin his own surgery at one o'clock in the morning and would only be done with the patient's craniotomy at two or three o'clock in the morning. By the time he finished his surgery, he could forget about going home.
After staying up late this way for an entire night, when the two doctors went to work the next day, they would at most be able to perform one surgery before they reached their limit. Anesthetists were not that tired, but even if they wanted to anesthetize someone else, they would not have the chance to do so.
The level of complexity for a finger replantation surgery was lower, but it was equally tiring and hard.
There were few surgeons who were willing to perform finger replantation surgeries every day, and there were even fewer doctors who could perform finger replantations every day. 
However, Ling Ran was unlike most people.
When he performed surgeries using the M-Tang technique in the past, he could perform eight to ten cases per day, and he did so with ease as well as delight. Right then, even as he performed finger replantations, he could still wake up at three every day, plus his scalpel never stopped making incisions.
Anesthetists naturally loved such efficiency the most.
Ling Ran once again completed two finger replantation surgeries from three o'clock in the morning till noon, making Su Jiafu so happy that he shivered from head to toe.
"Doctor Ling, I finished the outline of the research paper during my free time. Come have a look." Su Jiafu originally did not intend to let Ling Ran look at the outline. A doctor giving out medical cases so that his or her name could be written in the research paper was basically an equivalent exchange. It was not much of a working relationship.
However, it was different now. Ling Ran gave him a very good research direction. Ling Ran even got Su Jiafu his funds and managed to get the medical cases he wanted to be arranged for him. He also personally operated on all of them. Hence, there was no way Su Jiafu could be stingy in sharing his outline.
Besides, Ling Ran may even have better ideas.
The duo sat in the waiting room and talked about the outline while they munched on pork trotters.
Ling Ran did not have an ounce of understanding when it came to anesthesiology, but his understanding of finger replantations surpassed that of what was written in the outline. He read through the outline quietly for a few minutes before he stripped off every shred of meat from the pork trotter with a surgical knife. Ling Ran exhaled and said, "There's no problem in the other areas, but is the number of samples too few? You're planning on using only twelve medical cases?"
"We have to wait a long time to even gather up twelve cases. We're already very lucky to get four medical cases today. I don't even know how long we'll take to gather up the other eight…" Even though Su Jiafu said those things, he still cast his eyes on Ling Ran.
If he were the one gathering the medical cases, he would definitely end up spending a lot of time doing so.
Even if the Department of Anesthesiology worked with him and had him stay in the Emergency Department or sent him to the Hand Surgery Department, he might not necessarily find many cases that met his requirement. He needed patients who suffered from vaso-occlusive crisis, and even if he encountered some, it was unknown if they fit into his requirements…
Ling Ran, on the other hand, was different. He chose his patients based on the many medical cases he had at his disposal.
Under Su Jiafu's expectant gaze, Ling Ran moved to open his mouth to speak, but he heard Lu Wenbin cough by the side and say, "Doctor Su, we're going to end up dead tired if we perform so many cases. Where do you intend to publish your paper?"
Su Jiafu was momentarily stunned by the question before he softly said, "Of course I'm aiming for the core journals."
"Chinese core journals?" Lu Wenbin followed up with another question.
"The Key Magazine of China Technology is considered one of them, right?" Su Jiafu replied weakly.
Periodic journals were in fact, a databank. The Chinese core journal's full name was A Guide to the Core Journals of China, and since Peking University Library was the pioneer in this project, it was also known as the Catalogue of Journals of the National Peking University Library. Through a series of data and judgments, Peking University Library could determine which Chinese periodic journals were to be entered into their databank. The research papers published in these journals were said to be published in core journals.
In comparison, the Key Magazine of China Technology pointed to the China Science and Technology Journal Database. Most people believed that the Key Magazine of China Technology was less illustrious than the National Peking University Library's Catalogue of Journals, which was also why it was easier for people to have their articles published in it.
Su Jiafu looked at Ling Ran before he added. "The Key Magazine of China Technology is considered an A-list journal in our hospital, it'll be good enough."
The A-list, B-list, and C-list journals were decided by the departments. When the inner circle of Yun Hua Hospital wanted to employ a doctor who had no connections to the hospital, the associate chief physicians they wanted to employ would have to have published an article in an A-list journal, while the chief physicians they wanted to employ would have to have published two articles in A-list journals. The attending physicians they wanted to employ would also have to have published an article in a B-list journal. Furthermore, whenever they graded the medical staff every year, the marks given to the staff would also differ based on the ranks of the journals their articles were published.
Naturally, this was the most basic guideline. Each department had its own policies. For example, the Emergency Department did not ask too much of their medical staff, but the elite Hand Surgery Department required their associate chief physicians to publish articles in the SCI.
The Department of Anesthesiology used the standards of the hospital to grade their staff. Because of it, to Su Jiafu and Ling Ran, if they only wanted to gain academic titles via publishing research papers, they could do so with the power of an A-list journal.
However, Lu Wenbin pursed his lips and said, "Doctor Ling published an article in one of the journals under China before. You're only thinking about publishing in the Key Magazine of China Technology, but you're using him as your own personal worker, you know?"
Journals under China meant that the journals were created by China itself. These journals were sponsored by the Chinese Medical Association. Their influence was quite high. Many of the journals under them had an even higher standard than SCI itself, which meant that it was even more difficult to publish articles in those journals. In the medical world, these journals were ranked even higher than core journals.
Su Jiafu could not help but blush. He said, "I know that Doctor Ling once published an article in Chinese Critical Care Medicine, but are you going to ignore braised pork after eating squid and sea cucumbers?"
"That analogy of yours is…" Lu Wenbin turned his head around and looked at his pork trotters, and he felt that constantly belittling braised pork was not good.
"I'd want to publish articles in journals under China as well if I can." Su Jiafu was slightly older. He began using his mind, which had scored him over six hundred marks during the college entrance examinations, to think. He quietly brought out his phone, scanned the QR code beside the pork trotter, and bought four pork trotters in one go. He then split it up between Ling Ran, Lu Wenbin, Ma Yanlin, and himself before he said with a smile, "I was thinking about it this way. Let's gather up materials first. With medical cases as a foundation, I can write the article. At that time, if I have hopes of publishing the article in journals under China, then I'll send it to those journals. If I don't have hopes of getting them published in those journals, then I'll publish it in Chinese core journals. If both are impossible, I'll definitely publish it in the Key Magazine of China Technology. At least we won't be wasting our time that way."
He already made a promise earlier that he would place Lu Wenbin and Ma Yanlin as second authors. To Ma Yanlin the houseman, this was naturally a joyous piece of news, but it was clearly not enough to bring Lu Wenbin over to his side.
After all, being placed as second authors in an article did nothing to help a person gain an academic title. In a utilitarian standpoint, being placed as the second author was only a show. At most, it simply added to the number of times a person was relegated as the second author in articles.
However, when he looked at the pork trotter in his hand, Lu Wenbin became a little docile. He looked towards Ling Ran and asked, "Doctor Ling, what do you think?"
"How many medical cases do you think you need to publish your article in a journal under China?" Ling Ran asked casually, but that question stunned the trio so much that their eyelids twitched.
"Around… thirty to forty, and we also need to conduct follow-ups. We should be able to get the article in a journal under China by then." Su Jiafu gritted his teeth before he continued. "Let me handle the follow-up. You just need to gather up enough medical cases."
Before Ling Ran could even nod, a flash of golden light shone ahead of him.
[Mission: Fifty amputated finger replantation surgeries]
[Mission reward: Intermediate Treasure Chest]
Ling Ran's expression did not change. He said, "Let's do fifty cases. Then I'll leave the rest to you."
Once he was done talking, Ling Ran finished up his pork trotter, brought out his phone, and under the trio's terrified gazes, he called Huo Congjun.
"Department Director Huo, we just finished our discussion. We'll be doing fifty finger replantation surgeries. Yes. The requirements will be the same as before… We can also gather together these medical cases and materials to write a research paper in the point of view of the Hand Surgery Department… Alright, fifty finger replantation surgeries and two articles!"
Ling Ran put down his phone and said to Lu Wenbin and Ma Yanlin in a composed manner, "Go and take a nap. The new patients will be arriving by noon."
"Aren't you tired?" When Lu Wenbin asked this question, the corners of his lips quivered.
"Me? I feel like I'm filled with energy right now." By that, Ling Ran meant that he currently had one hundred and ten Energy Serums in his storage. 　


Ling Ran, a med school senior, begins to see the world like a game UI. He uses it to pave his way towards graduation, a residency, becoming the greatest doctor in the world... And finally getting a Transformer from his newbie packs? Maybe. We don't know yet.

Min Ju uploaded her music to MySound and any other music sites. At the same time, He Rue and Lin Zhu shared the link of her song to all of their friends. In the meantime, Qin Wuxie let her family listen to Shining Star.

Even the two grandfather's shared an earphone just to listen to Min Ju's voice.

"Grandfather One, our granddaughter really is amazing." Old Man Xiao commented.

Grandfather Fu groan. This thick headed old man really loves to call her Grandfather One just to annoy him, did he have not any dignity at all? He was a powerful figure in the business industry okay?!


"Yes, yes. Our granddaughter is really talented Grandfather Two." He said clenching his teeth at 'Grandfather Two.'

"Ah, you two are making me blush. The song is not that good." Min Ju scratch her nape.

"Who said so?! Let your Grandfathers beat them up!" Old Man Xiao exclaim. On the other hand, Grandfather Fu touch the tip of his nose. He was beaten first to say those words. Hump!

"Woah, chillax* Grandpa. I just dont think that was a great song." She said. 

"It was. The second one is as great as the first one. I'm so proud of you, Juju. If anyone thinks that its not great let your grandfathers deal with them, okay?"

Meanwhile, He Rue and Lin Zhu's friends fell in love with the music. They immediately shared the link to other people to try and listen to the audio. 

Qin Wuxie's family put Min Ju's account in every page of the newspaper and magazine. Even though it was in a small font, readers will be able to see it.

Some of the radio station played her two new songs. The Shining Star and the Brightest Star. Listeners are able to comment how wonderful the song was.

Mi Yin listen to the song smilingly as she follow along with the song.

When you don't know what to do
And you're feeling all alone
Just look inside your heart
You're much more than you think yourself to be

When you run
And out of breath
Stop and take a breathe
You can cross the finish line whatever your pace may be.

You're always be the captain of your self
Set sail and find what you want to be

Mi Yin likes to sing and find the song that really makes her heart thump.

She find the song really familiar. And thought to herself. Is this the song that she had heard in that CD shop? The song was uploaded in the same day. Mi Yin quickly erases her thoughts. Maybe the two people she saw yesterday were listening to the song. 

You can be anything you want
If you believe in who you are
You can be anything that you wanna be
If you dream it you can do it! 

You are the brightest star 
That lights up the whole world
Anything is possible
You do impossible! 

Mi Yin sang her heart out. Because no one is listening and no one will hear. She was now all alone. Her parents died and her grandmother already took her peaceful rest. 

Giving up is not a choice
Flying higher is the only choice
Push the doubt and be yourself
Follow me and we'll take the stage

We can be anything we dream
And live a life that's made for us
Oh, tonight
We'll finally shine... 

Cause I am the brightest star
You are the brightest star
We are the brightest star!

Mi Yin let out a satisfied grin and commented to MJ's song, saying, "Thank you."

Everyone is asking who's MJ, the singer behind the new two songs that complete overtook the entire young generation. 

Although the title song is similarly the same, the entire song and vibe is completely different. 

The youths are thanking her. For making the song, for giving them encouragement, and for letting them know that they shine in their own way. They thank her that even though it's a long road to run, they can still achieve their dreams and walked to the finished line. 

Who really is MJ? She's an unanimous singersinger that became an inspiration to others. 
However, the first time Su Mei and Su Li heard of it, they immediately hate it.

"Who's that bitch MJ, anyway? Even the publishing company are promoting her song!" Su Mei throw the magazine in her hand. 

The news of her getting into Guangming Entertainment was overshadowed when MJ's song appeared, completely overtaking the channel news. 

Su Li's eyes flashed. There's only one person she had in mind. However, the thought of that girl singing made her laugh. Thats impossible, that girl whenever she visit Grandmother's birthday won't even dare to sing. 

Doubt entered Su Li's heart. What if MJ was Min Ju?

She love but got betrayed...

She love but got cheated...

Her heart is whole yet heartbroken...

She promise that she will gave her grandfather a life full of happiness. 

She promise that she will make those who left them regret! 

It was not revenge that urge her to live. It was happiness! 

Revenge? Nah. 

I'll kill them with success!

Will Min Ju still say the same if her enemies make their move? You knew that isn't the case. Her choices will change for good or for worst...

Whatever her choices may be. Qing Wu Yao will stay by her side and her family will support her behind her back. 


Achieving success wasn't an easy task. There are some outside force that was trying to bring her down. The jealousy of a woman. The anger of a powerful man who hold a card that might bring Min Ju to ruin. 


Things that was lost will came back. And things that was already there will be lost. 

Many things happenened that change her strategy. She planned not to raise her hand but she was force to by her enemies. 


At last, Min Ju never thought that she'll pull the trigger to end everything. 


[Disclaimer: The cover is not mine. Credits to wonderful owner] 


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 "What do you think about my granddaughter?" 

"She was very talented. But what I like the most about her is her smile. Everytime I look at her, I fall in love at every sight."

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