this book include all the heroes and villlians which are losts a while ago and  we try to bring them back for you 
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Karena Lopez is a very shy girl who works at her auntie's tea shop. One night, while reading a BL comic at a pirated site online, she come across an advertisement that summons ghost for $3! Thinking it was a silly ad, she signed up it that changed her life, forever.

Karena Lopez is a very shy girl who works at her auntie's shop. One night, while reading a BL comic at a pirated site online, she come across an advertisement that summons ghost for $3! Thinking it was a silly ad, she signed up it that changed her life, forever.

　　At the same time that Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance reached the top of Man Ying for the second time.
　　The recommended channel of Xinman.com comics, which has occupied this channel for more than a month. Click on the top post on the pirate post about Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance Chapter. The story of the eighth chapter of Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance was also quickly updated. .
　　Many Internet fans who couldn't wait for a long time clicked on this post one after another.
　　Anyway, Xinman.com is also a well-known website of the Dragon Kingdom Second Yuan. Although the recommended section of comics is just a small channel of its insignificance, there are not many people who love to browse this section on weekdays.
　　But a post just hangs on the homepage every day, and over time, it attracts a huge amount of traffic.
　　"So this is ah...."
　　"I just said that I felt that something was wrong when Teacher Shui Xin painted Xuedaiba with a knife on her body in the previous few words. After reading this, it was true that Xuedaiba approached Jianxin for a purpose, and she wanted to kill with the knife. Jianxin's!"
　　"Isn't this a picture? Xuedaiba left the knife she had always carried on her body at home, which also shows that she has given up the idea of ​​assassinating Jianxin! And Jianxin has always known that she has weapons on her body. Right! In this case, I think even if she wants to assassinate Jianxin, the possibility is almost zero..."
　　"No, then how will this plot go next? Jianxin and Xuedaiba have settled their suspicions, and the two have lived a happy life without shame? Or is Xuedaiba finally attacked Jianxin, the protagonist Jianxin. .... Pawn, as the ending?"
　　"I don't know! Who knows what Ms. Shuixin's brains are, anyway, this comic Xuedaiba is my fan, she is my new goddess."
　　"I think the two of them are really together at the end. The ending of having a few children suits my taste."
　　"Is that a bit cliché?"
　　.....
　　After reading the latest update of the host, a group of people did not leave below the post, discussing the plot enthusiastically.
　　But at a certain moment, when they refreshed this post.
　　Soon, the three numbers 404 appeared in front of them.
　　"..."
　　"..."
　　"..."
　　....
　　Re-enter the comic recommendation section, and at a glance, the new posts are all a bunch of discussion posts about asking Rurouni Kenshin's Remembrance Chapter serialization.
　　"Crying, sure enough, this work failed to escape 404 Dafa."
　　"Forget it, this is what everyone expected. After all, the popularity of this work is so high. It is only natural that the comics that serialized the work will follow and report it..."
　　"Then what should I do now? It's hard to find a work that appeals to my appetite recently. Now that the serialization is blocked, where do I go to read it? We didn't sell the comic magazines in Los Angeles at all, and the comics agency did not open online sales. channel...."
　　"Forget it, it's also the online sales channel. Our comic company used to sell comic periodicals to people from other provinces on the online platform. It sold less than 1,000 in a month, and we didn't get it after a month. The provinces of Long Country have a strong sense of cultural protection. Except for companies like the Seven Magic Capital, they used huge financial resources, manpower and top-quality works to forcibly open up national sales channels. Other small and medium-sized comic companies sold successfully across regions. I've almost never heard of it. I just went to the two provinces to fight with their counterparts. In the end, it basically hurts both sides."
　　"Isn't someone who said that he opened a shop on Tianmiao? The man named Mingshi Laowang said that he could get the magazine Man Ying? Didn't he say that he was willing to buy Man Ying from Ming City to other provinces Do you want to deliver goods? The comics company doesn't like the sales on the Internet and doesn't want to do it, but Comrade Wang doesn't seem to be too troublesome..."
　　Ming City Lao Wang...
　　Many fans who saw this comment showed a thoughtful look.
　　...
　　In the evening, as usual, Wang Gebi opened a shop selling the four treasures of the study run by his own Tianmiaoshang.
　　Nowadays, business is difficult. The income of the bookstore he opened has dropped a lot compared with previous years, so he simply started a sideline business in Tianmiao shop, but obviously, the popularity is sluggish and the sales are bleak.
　　He still wondered if it would be the same in a few months, that day the store closed.
　　However, as soon as he entered the shopkeeper's back-end account today, the dense pop-up of private messages made him look dumbfounded.
　　"Pharaoh, is that you? The post has been blocked, and we have to transfer it from pirated readers to genuine. Please set up a storefront and set up a product to buy a comic journal."
　　"Pharaoh, didn't you mean to buy Man Ying to find you? How to buy it! There is no Man Ying Journal in your Tianmiao store!"
　　"Pharaoh, I'm here to buy the next issue of Man Ying, my address is ******, you can ship to here, and you can ship to pay..."
　　...
　　What the hell?
　　After watching for a long time, Wang Gebi realized that they were attracted by his original message on Xinman.com.
　　However, the speech he left at the beginning was only because he himself liked the work of Rurouni Kenshin Remembrance, and he thought that not many people would turn the post from pirated to genuine after being blocked.
　　After all, in the past, there were many popular comics pirated on Xinman.com, and they were very popular when they were serialized, but after the posts were blocked, basically everyone liked what they were doing. I didn't read them after they were blocked!
　　But this work...what's going on?
　　Wang Gebi counted in the background, and he had already sent a private message that he was going to buy the next issue, that is, there were more than 20,000 comments in the comic journal starting with Chapter 9 of Rurouni Kenshin.
　　And this number of private messages kept rising while he was stupefied.
　　This is too different from the hundreds of sales he envisioned when he left a message!
　　How to do?
　　Wang Gebi was in trouble.
　　It's okay to say a few hundred quantities, but with tens of thousands of orders, he doesn't have so many people to handle these orders!
　　Although thinking about it carefully, for manpower issues, he can ask friends he knows who are also engaged in online shops to help second them, and then pay them a fee.
　　But how did you tell the publisher about the order for tens of thousands of comics and periodicals? A medium-sized bookstore in Ming City issued an order for tens of thousands of cuttlefish?
　　but....
　　Looking at the dense private messages, Wang Gebi's heartbeat speeded up a bit.
　　These are all money!
　　He will definitely not do it for nothing. If there are so many people ordering by then, he will definitely charge a certain fee.
　　Even if a journal receives a few yuan, this is tens of thousands! On top of that, his bookstore has made a profit for two months.
　　He thought about it and called his book purchaser.
　　"Brother Luo, ask you something..."
　　"What's wrong, Pharaoh?"
　　"I have some friends who want to order some manuscript periodicals, the quantity is a bit large, I don't know if you can get them there!"
　　"Manying? Lao Wang, what you said, I have been in this business for so many years. Are you questioning my strength?"
　　"Go ahead! How much."
　　"Probably, about 20,000 or 30,000 copies! But it is not necessarily. I will give you an accurate number before next Tuesday. After all, this journal will be released on Friday."
　　Wang Gebi didn't say anything to death, and he didn't know how many people would be willing to buy comics online at that time. Now there are 20,000 people who are privately messaging him, and they don't know how much it will become tomorrow. Know how many people are.
　　In the real situation, he can only open a purchase option for Man Ying in his own Tianmiao store. After UU reading www.uukanshu.com, how many people pay to place an order, he can be sure.
　　Brother Luo on the other side of the phone, "..."
　　"Twenty to thirty thousand? Are you entertaining me?"
　　"I'm serious."
　　"That's okay, just give me the order quantity before next Tuesday. If you really want the quantity, I will definitely be able to handle it for you, but you think about it yourself. After the order is placed, the goods arrive, whether it's your friend, or Whether your friend is you, it's your business if you can't sell it... How about hundreds of thousands of Dragon National Coins? Not a small amount!"
　　...
　　At this time, Cuttlefish and Chu Yu still don't know, their own works have unknowingly made their reputation in the base camp of Luo Province.
　　The cuttlefish executives who have set up nationwide online sales channels in the past would not believe that the monthly sales profit of the online sales channels they worked so hard at the beginning was not enough for the online store management staff to pay the salary, so they gave up after a few months.
　　Now that the owner of a bookstore in Ming City has been talking on the Internet, Manying's sales have risen by tens of thousands out of thin air.

another work published by me {My Cartoonist Guide}

　Chu Yu, a senior two-dimensional fan, a dead house in the eyes of others, and a cheating comic book author in the eyes of readers!
On that day, he obtained the system that carries many excellent comic works on the parallel world earth... and
began his life as a comic artist who considered himself a legend, but was actually a silly comic artist!
Reader A, "Teacher, please, please finish drawing the full-time hunter first and then open a new hole? It's been three years, and three years later, three years have been opened for ten years. You want me Will my son burn me the full-time hunter's final chapter?"
Reader B, "Old thief Chuyu, you know what a fart cl. If you don't resurrect Furukawa, I will send you the blade tomorrow!"
Reader C, "Hehe, Xiangbei is down !" It's over in the top eight in the country? Chu Yu Lao Kengbi, do you want to pass by saying "the dream of youth is imperfect"? I swear, I will die for your works in the future, outside of death, from my house If I jump down, I won’t look at it again!"


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Wyn was mad. Not at Robin, not at Eve, not even at himself. He was mad, no, furious at the people inside his dreams. Who are they? How dare they infest his mind? He would give anything to rid himself of these otherworldly, enchanting but painful dreams. The hazy and confusing individuals, who always seemed to tug at his heartstrings.
Wyn jolted awake. It took a moment for him to recognise his surroundings. This was a  common occurrence; his dreams enveloped him into a world so genuine and deep that he always forgot he was sitting somewhere in the wretched town of Springton, in Eve's office. His only reminder that he was in a world from afar was the piercing pain in his head that arrived the moment the world inside his head changed colours. 
"You're awake," Eve frowned. "What happened in your dream?"
Wyn did not respond. He bolted out of the massage chair. "I want to leave."
"Your session is not over," Eve said. "We have to cover five sessions worth of…"
Eve's words trailed away as she met Wyn's soft yet angry but tortured gaze. 
"I'm not asking for your permission." 
Without another word, Wyn marched away. 

"Wyn! Hey, Wyn!" Robin called after him frantically.
Wyn strode down the street, ignoring Robin's voice. He was absolutely exasperated by his  session with Eve. He hated remembering his dreams, for they reminded him that there is something wrong with him. It reminded him that he could never be as content as the person he was in the carefree section of his dreams and that he was doomed to forever be a lonely and grumpy man.
"Wyn, hold up!" Robin caught up with Wyn and placed his hand on his shoulder to prevent him from moving further as he panted to catch his breath.
"What do you want, Robin?" Wyn scowled.
"Look, I know you hate going to the psychiatrist, but I'm doing it for your own good."
"What good?" Wyn scoffed. "I'm remembering my dreams but I don't know what they mean or what they are. No one can tell me why I am constantly having these dreams, not even Eve."
"Alright, alright," Robin nodded his head. "I'll tell Eve to lay off the dreams. She will just treat your depression, alright?"
Wyn sighed in frustration. "I told you a million times, I am not depressed!"
Wyn is depressed. He was diagnosed several months ago when Robin sent him to visit Eve for the first time. Initially, visiting Eve was simply for her to hypnotise Wyn to allow him to recall the details of his dreams, for his dreams are the basis of his web comic series, Fairytale Town.
For as long as he could remember, Wyn had been having dreams of a strange, mysterious island. At first, he was perplexed and sought to figure out what they meant. He drew and wrote down everything he could remember on an online whiteboard. The more he did, the more his dreams formed a story. He eventually began to draw and write anything he could remember in the form of a comic, which allowed him to better recall and understand the events that occurred in his dreams. He had no intention of publishing his stories online, but on a gloomy and rainy morning, he dozed off at his desk and accidentally published it. He had spent the wee hours of the morning drawing out the frightening nightmare that he had the previous night and fell asleep at his desk. He unknowingly published his story on an online forum and the response was explosive.
After he grew popular online, fans of his story demanded more, but Wyn had no intention of publishing anything. He took down his first upload, but it was easily replicated. He did not enjoy the attention he received, for he was a recluse. Since young, Wyn had been a detached and moody person. For an unknown reason, everything and everyone around Wyn seemed to annoy him. He was a hermit, speaking to others only when needed and living in his small studio apartment by himself. After his popularity grew online, publishing companies took note of this and offered him a contract. Wyn--who had been earning a meagre sum working as a night watchman at the Springton Museum--was convinced by a dedicated Robin to sign with his company after learning that he could earn much more money as a comic artist than he could ever earn as a night watchman.
He initially believed that his new career would be easy. After all, he would be doing what he loved—drawing and writing—for money.
He was wrong.
The pressure of churning out chapter after chapter of Fairytale Town broke Wyn. His stories were based off his dreams to allow him to investigate them, but somewhere along the line, he realised that no one could give him the answer to his strange dreams. He ceased production of his stories. That did not sit well with the public nor the publishing company. With a contract at hand and his career at risk, Wyn could only do as he was told and continue to pen down the dreams he had. It was easy to pen down the happy dreams, but it pained Wyn every time he had to pen down the frightening dreams. After he finished the first series of Fairytale Town, Wyn received an enormous sum of money that transformed him from poor wannabe author to millionaire comic artist. Though he informed his publishing company that he did not want to continue Fairytale Town, he was forced to begin the second series of the web comic immediately. Not wanting to recall his dreams, he lied to Robin that he could not remember the details, but that only prompted him to search for a psychiatrist to hypnotise Wyn to allow him to remember his dreams. That was when he was introduced to Eve and diagnosed with depression. Wyn did not care about Eve or her sessions, and skipped plenty of them without informing Robin, but eventually he found out. Bounded by his contract, Wyn had no choice but to visit Eve and continue to draw and write under the watchful eye of his company. In spite of this, after Wyn had published twenty-six chapters of the second series of Fairytale Town and received his second paycheck from his publishing company, Wyn simply disappeared from the face of the city. He had wanted to escape for a long time, for putting down his dreams in colours only brought him pain and confusion. He had enough money to disappear and do whatever he wanted, so he did. But now, with the threat of his copyright being robbed from him, Wyn could no longer hide from Robin and his publishing company.
"You're an alcoholic and drug addict. Do you think that I don't know that you have been  popping pills?" Robin hissed. 
It was true. Wyn had been abusing drugs for a period of time. The alcohol made his mind drift away, and the drugs made him numb. It placed him in a world that was neither Springton nor the island. It was a void, where only he existed. The absence of emotion allowed him to do whatever he wanted without being haunted by his dreams or his publisher.
"Those are medicinal," Wyn defended himself, though he knew Robin was right. 
"Sure they are. You…"
"Shut up, Robin," Wyn snapped. "Go and find someone else to annoy to death."
Wyn did not wait for Robin's reply. He flounced across the street, ignoring the passing cars that honked at him and the pedestrians with incredulous looks on their faces whose arms he bumped into.

A deadly shipwreck strands a young man, Wyn, on a mysterious island named Alleria. Saved by a witch and his young apprentice, Wyn begins to uncover the magic and secrets behind the mystical island as evil threatens its existence.

With the cash and watch in tow, the group drove off in their car.
Li Du kept the watch in little bug's black hole. He had the real deal, why would he wear
a fake? He could not bear to dump the imitation watch, but could not derive any
happiness from keeping it either.
They stayed another night in a hotel and the next day, they started their journey back to
Phoenix.　　
Amengda Mountain in South Africa had been purchased successfully, and Li Du was
free to go over to develop the area any time he wished.
However, Li Du wanted to let Carl arrange for the diamond inspection team to conduct
their checks first. He was not in a hurry to begin the development and was keener to get
an evaluation of Amengda first.
For now, he wanted to go and resolve the bet he had made at Harry Winston, Inc. He
had to obtain Carlston Fritz's shares!
Sophie had returned to the villa first, and the five little ones had set up their own base in
the spacious backyard. Each of them drew out their territory.
Little Flathead, Ah Meng, had the largest territory. The four little ones were unwilling to
provoke Ah Meng. The hounds were clever enough to notice the wariness of their four
bosses, and were even more cautious around the new family member.
The truck entered the villa's grounds, where Big Quinn's wife, Rosalind, was waiting for
him with their three children. Seeing their father, the children climbed onto Big Quinn
and hung onto him like monkeys.
It was a heart-warming moment: Godzilla brought his gifts over to Victoria, Brother Wolf
went to see his recovering daughter and Lu Guan was reunited with his Golden
Retriever.
Hans wanted to take the opportunity to leave as well, and said, "I miss my sister very
much. I want to visit her."
"No, the two of us have to organize these books," Li Du said firmly.
Hans instantly lost his enthusiasm and said lifelessly, "We have to do all that work?"
Li Du said, "What if there are valuables in this pile of books? We have to look carefully."
Big Ivan took the initiative to bring down the books from the car. Hearing Li Du's words,
he took out a comic book that had been preserved in pristine condition. He passed it
over to them and said, "That's right. Look, this book seems like it could be valuable."
With a smile, Hans took the book from Big Ivan. His eyes widened.
Hans held the book in one hand and his phone in another. Then, seeing that his mobile
connection was too slow, Hans yelled at Lu Guan, "Let go of your stupid dog and bring
me my laptop! Hurry!"
Li Du stepped over, took a look at the book and said, "Aren't you being too dramatic?"
The comic book looked like it had been around for some time. The red cover page had
turned dull. On the front cover, Spiderman carried a little boy and was about to swing off
a skyscraper. There were shadows of cars on the streets below him.
The top right corner of the comic book carried the numbers '1962', and the bottom left
corner was labelled '12 cents'. The word Marvel was neatly printed above Spiderman. It
was a Marvel book.
Hans said, "Dramatic? I am beside myself. This seems to be the first Spiderman comic
book from 1962. If it really is, this is very valuable."
"More than ten million dollars?" Li Du asked expectantly.
Hans rolled his eyes, "How can that be? But it might fetch a few hundred thousand or a
few million."
Once he laid his hands on his laptop, Hans quickly made an internet search. Then, a
piece of news flashed on his screen. There was a picture of their comic book on the
news website.
The headline was, 'Spiderman' Snapped Up At Paris Auction. Comics Connection Pays
1.2 Million.
The news article described the story of that comic book. At an auction in Paris last year,
that first issue of Marvel's Spiderman comic was brought out, and Comics Connection
bought it for 1.2 million. It was actually exhibited in its town hall!
After reading that piece of news, Hans carefully removed the packaging to examine the
comic book more closely.
Having read the publishing details, he could not help but pump his fist in the air. He
yelled, "Yeah, yeah, yeah! This is awesome! It's this book! One million and 200,000 !
One million and 200,000 US dollars!"
Shocked, Li Du asked, "Really? Someone would actually fork out over a million for a
comic book?"
The most expensive books that Li Du had come across were the set of National
Geographic magazines he kept. They were priced at more than ten million.
However, that was ten million for more than a thousand magazines. Besides, most of
those were the only existing copies in the world. Also, from his perspective, National
Geographic magazines represented parts of history. It belonged to the narrative of all
humankind, and was not something that comic books could compare to.
Now this comic book disrupted his understanding and knowledge of magazines and
their value. A comic book, one that was published only fifty odd years ago, could
actually be worth more than one million?
A million was not the most they could earn from the comic books, however. As they
continued to organize the stack of comic books, they found a few more that were as
precious or even more so.
One of those was the first issue of Superman. On the front cover, Superman was
wearing his iconic red cape, blue spandex top, and red pants. He was running away
from a storm, looking as cool as ever.
In the middle of the front cover were the words 'Action Comics #1'. This meant that it
was the first issue.
Hans caressed the dated comic book and said, looking punch-drunk, "This is history.
We are looking at history. Buddies, this was the start of it all, the birth of American
heroes! We are looking at a baby photo of an American hero!"
Li Du asked, "Is it very valuable? Run an online check, how much can it fetch?"
Hans said, "There are no trading records online. At most, there are only ten copies of
'Action Comics #1' in the entire world. Even DC Comics Company don't have it… oh,
they had it previously, but it was stolen!"
Li Du was optimistic, "Then it should be worth a lot, right?"
"Let's put it this way, don't talk about money, brother. This book is priceless!" Hans
exclaimed. "There are no trading records of the original copy of this comic. However,
the re-released copy was sold for 1.8 million US dollars!"
Li Du was shocked. "A re-release version can fetch such a high price? Are those comics
collectors crazy?"
Hands said, "The high price is due to the main character. Superman is iconic, it is the
first superhero in human history!"
Li Du shook his head, "At the time of the Ming dynasty, we already had a superhero
named Sun Wu Kong in China. This is the first superhero in our history."
Hans called out, "Who cares who came first? Anyway, this comic is very valuable. It is
very, very valuable!"
Li Du carefully took the book out of the wrapping paper.
There was a price indicated on the front page. The comic was published in June 1938,
and its selling price had been ten cents.
As Hans continued to call out, 'careful, careful', Li Du checked the information related to
that comic book. 　　
The first issue of Superman comics, 'Action Comics #1', was the holy grail in the comics
industry. It was said that there were fifty copies of it in the world, but there were less
than ten registered on the official records. They were sitting either in huge publishing
houses or in the hands of billionaires.
Besides, Li Du also found a hand-painted copy of the 'Fantastic Four' that had Stan
Lee's autograph on it. That comic book was also worth a lot. Comic books hand-painted
by Stan Lee were typically exhibited in the gallery of Marvel Comics. Few of them were
found in the possession of individuals.


They love gold, and they love silver. Even more so, they love gems that dazzle, like stars across the skies. 
Firearms, jewelleries, and precious metals; A collector’s world will not be complete without antiques.  
Storage auctions, old goods trade, re-estate sales and gold-digging. But the truth is, if one wants to make money, then the supreme way is through searching for the legendary treasures. 
Holding the fort, there’s an ocelot, a wolf, and an Andes condor. At the side, there’s a loyal hound, an irascible ape, and an African honey badger. Who said that you can only rely on humans when treasure hunting?! 

I tried making a comic for the first time. And of course! I sent a copy to my friend. And he said it was good. (I send him copies online, so we don't talk face-to-face.)
But I anticipated that he was just trying to be kind. So I asked for a criticized comment.
"Seriously it was really good, but the villain has a cute design. Try re-designing it into a scary one" he said. So I re-designed it again and again till I got a good one.
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April 26, 2014
I made an official comic on a website. Many people loved it bcs it relates to them.
My comic reached a million views and got popular later on. 

I told about the comic to my friend, but he was disappointed. "You're unreachable now, can I still be your friend?" he replied. I told him that he can, but he didn't reply.
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April 30, 2014
There's still no reply from that friend

The daily life of an author is simple but interesting. It may not be relatable for some authors, because this diary is from one certain author (not me that's for sure). The diary may contain some amusing events. We will found out what happened to this author's life. How it began, and how it ended

All that Ning Meng knew was that her brain had now turned completely blank.
For a person who had never been in a romantic relationship before, Ning Meng was in a complete panic. Widening her eyes, Ning Meng felt like a startled little fawn, not knowing what to do or how to respond. All she could do was stare at Huo Beichen.
Seeing her like this, a smile curved up on Huo Beichen's lips, and he let out a snigger. His chest was trembling from the sniggers, tickling Ning Meng's chest. At the same time, Ning Meng's ears were titillated by his brief laughter.
Her face was completely red from blushing as she pushed Huo Beichen away instinctively before fleeing down from the car. 
When she reached the gate, Ning Meng saw their chauffeur carrying her luggage to the entrance. After thanking the good chauffeur, Ning Meng immediately dragged her luggage along as she began to march mechanically toward the front door.
Yet, after marching two steps forward, she could hear someone calling her. 
"Meng Meng."
Stopping in her tracks, Ning Meng turned and saw that Huo Beichen had also gotten down from his car. 
He was leaning against the car, gazing at her with his handsome, captivating smile.
Ning Meng barked at the man, "What now?!"
The man smiled. "You... your legs and arms were moving in sync when you walked earlier."
"??"
!!
When Ning Meng glanced down at her limbs, they were indeed in sync when she walked!
Flustered from all the embarrassment, Ning Meng turned and barked at the man again. "N-no, they weren't! You saw wrong earlier!"
"Sure." The man smiled again. "Perhaps I did see wrong."
"..."
She must have been poisoned by her hubby today! Otherwise, why was she feeling so dizzy and hazy when she looked at him!
***
After bringing in all her luggage, Ning Meng dashed into the living room and buried her face into the sofa. 
Ooooh! What an embarrassing night!!
After laying on the sofa for quite some time, Ning Meng felt her phone vibrate.
It was a message from Huo Beichen.
Loyal Dog Lord Chen: [Sweet dreams.]
Sweet dreams my foot!!
Puffing her cheeks, Ning Meng switched off the app. 
Then, she took her sweet time to unpack her luggage before taking a warm, relaxing bath. After walking out of the bathroom, Ning Meng suddenly remembered something!
She hurriedly took out her phone and messaged God: [Have you reached the club? How is it?]
This was the first day the boy had gone to the CM E-sports Club, how could she forget something so important?!
In less than a minute, God's reply came through: [Yeah, things are great here! After knowing that I'm their boss' little brother, they have been very nice to me. They did not even object to the manager's idea of wanting to make me their captain. We've also played a few matches and did some training earlier.]
Letting out a sigh of relief, Ning Meng typed: [You've just recovered from the fever. Be sure to take care of yourself, okay?]
God: [Okay, sis. You should get some rest too. You must be tired from the trip.]
After chatting with the puppy boy, Ning Meng switched off the WeChat app and threw herself onto her bed.
Opening up the comic app, Ning Meng quickly entered the tab of the comic "Young Huo's Wild Girl". 
Hmm, the comic had not updated yet.
This "Ning Meng" had a lot of fans, and there were a lot of comments under the prologue chapter.
After browsing the comments for a while, suddenly, she saw that the author had come online.
"Ning Meng": [Don't worry, everyone. I'll update the latest chapter on time~]
After pondering for a moment, Ning Meng quickly registered an account with the username "Heartthrobber" and left a comment.
Heartthrobber: [Good day, author. May I ask... is the story of the comic about your first love?]
There was no response from her.
Well, it was quite understandable.
There were over hundreds of comments on the page, it would be quite difficult for her to see this one comment.
Unfazed by the cold shoulder, Ning Meng continued browsing the page. Then, she saw the Weibo account that the author had left on the page's pinned comments.
Hmm, Weibo account...
Ning Meng quickly logged into her Weibo and searched the author. Voila, there she was. 
On her account status, it stated that she was online at the moment. 
Ning Meng felt as though her finger had frozen above her phone's screen.


All Ning Meng did was criticize the novel that she had read. When she woke up the next morning, she realized that she had entered the novel that she had read the previous night and became the unfaithful female supporting character. And soon, she would divorce her powerful husband and lead a miserable life. To prevent that from happening, Ning Meng has to find ways to stay by his side. That would mean she would make a lot of enemies along the way. Time for her to use the knowledge from the real world to turn her life around and not let others take advantage of her. 

She was Gong Li, a famous animator who would be called the Dawn of Chinese Animation in the future!
Some years later, she would launch a movement to reject making comics in a capital-run and studio-run environment. The campaign would return the copyright to the comic artists, and give aesthetics to comic lovers. The campaign was huge and won the support of comic lovers all over the world.
The movement was quite successful and influential.
The same year, countless excellent comic artists emerged in China, and the stagnant comic book industry ushered in a rebirth. That year was also called the first year of Chinese comics.
When Gong Li hung up the phone, she was still a little confused. Did Shen Xi just use reverse psychology on her?
However, even if it was reverse psychology, she was still happy.
The little beauty's art style simply ticked all the boxes. She was just too good!
After Shen Xi talked to Gong Li, she called Yuan Yu. "Brother, I found a comic artist called Gong Li. She'll report to the company tomorrow."
Then, she briefly talked to him about the requirements needed to be the largest online comic platform in China, and give comic artists a free and equal creative environment.
In the comic industry, there would be a lot on the plate once the comic started to take off. There was publishing, games, animation, film and television, and even spin-offs. The benefits were plenty of benefits.
Yuan Yu had a headache. "Are you planning to monopolize all the entertainment industries?"
Shen Xi said, "You can leave Gong Li to her own devices. Let her do whatever she wants, and give her anything she wants too. You don't have to worry about anything else."
Yuan Yu. "You just met her. Why do you trust her so much?"
Shen Xi smiled. "If you use a person, don't suspect them."
Yuan Yu treated her as a treasure. With his position as a major shareholder, he listened to her. What else could he do? "Okay, I'll take care of it. You can rest assured!"
"Brother, do you remember that I told you about this person called Yu Yuanxi in my school? I might bring him to the company in the near future. It's for that movie that I mentioned before."
"Don't rush. The audition for the film's lead role is next month!"
"Thank you."
"I'm your brother. Stop being so courteous with me."
Shen Xi hung up the phone, got off the bus, and returned home. The first thing she did was run and climb the wall.
A thick layer of snow had fallen in the big boss's yard. The plum blossoms were already about to bloom, and the smell had gotten stronger.
The door to the living room was closed and the gate was locked.
He was not at home.
Shen Xi ran down and put down her schoolbag, and began to roll snowballs in the yard.
The snow had not stopped and continued to fall all afternoon, but it did not reach her calf. She soon rolled a big, round snowball.
There were no professional snow carving tools at home, so she took her art knives and scrapers.
Even without looking at the drawing, she just had to close her eyes to see what he looked like in front of her.
Shen Xi's hands were deft and dexterous like the hands of God, flying and carving. In less than an hour, the work was completed.
The 'Li Yuan' in front of her did not have the cold and icy appearance of the past. Even if he smiled, it was fleeting and hard to capture.
The man's features were delicate and three-dimensional. When he smiled, it was devastatingly attractive, and whoever saw it was bound to feel happy.
Shen Xi squatted in front of 'him', holding her chin to admire her masterpiece and smiling like a little fool. No one knew what went in her mind, but her small hand patted 'his' head as she mumbled to herself, "See, I told you that you look much better when you smile."


In her past life, Shen Xi always longed for love and validation from her parents, members of the wealthy Su family. Unfortunately, the attention that she yearned for was stolen by the family’s fake heiress – her elder sister, Su Ruowan. 
As a result of Su Ruowan’s evil plans, Shen Xi was crippled, disfigured and eventually died of leukemia. However, in a surprising turn of events, Shen Xi was reborn. Returned to the time when she was a seventeen-year-old teenager, she’ll set things right and get her revenge against the Su family. 


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