
Pi was fond of reading Chinese books. At first, it was not very used to them. But the Chinese language had a magical power, in which each word was formed by special rules, and each word's form had a special meaning. This was fascinating to Pi. Take the word "mountain" (山) for example, by looking at this character, the peaks of the mountain seemed visible. 
It followed Zhang Zian's suggestions to sit straight in front of the computer and type for a while, then sit on the window sill to look into the distance and observe the busy pedestrians. After a few minutes, as the eyes were adjusted and relaxed, it sat in the basket hammock chair and read books on the tablet, then repeated the cycle. Pi enjoyed the routine.　　
Maybe Pi was already used to searching for information in the complex records of the nameless book. It was able to read extremely fast and not only was it able to understand everything, it was able to remember them. Each time Zhang Zian came upstairs to check on it, he found it reading a different book.　
"Eeek!"　　
Pi typed its explanation: "I've read the English versions of these books. That's why I read fast."　　
Zhang Zian nodded in acknowledgment.　
The books that he transferred into the tablet for it were the electronic versions of the old and contemporary classics, most of which had been translated into English and introduced to western readers. It was normal that Pi had read them before.　　
Pi enjoyed any type of books. Novels, traveling journals, essays, poetry, science, biography...it enjoyed all of them. To satisfy his growing appetite for books, Zhang Zian retrieved the books he read in his childhood from the storage room, and borrowed some more from Wang Qian and Li Kun. He stacked the books next to the basket hammock chair so that it could access them any time.　　
Pi was gentle with the paper books. It handled them with care, and was careful when flipping the pages, yet these didn't slow down the reading.　
Soon, Pi finished reading all the paper books in Zhang Zian's house and those he borrowed elsewhere.　　
Apart from the daily business of the pet shop, Zhang Zian had an additional task of browsing the online shopping website for discounted books. He would buy some every time there was a promotion.　　

"Master, this is heavy! You are receiving a lot of couriers lately."　
Wang Qian and Li Kun walked into the shop with two heavy boxes, and placed them next to Zhang Zian's reclining chair.　
"Yes. I bought some books."　　
Zhang Zian removed the packaging with a knife. It was book series and journals. The journals were from last year, so the price was good. Pi was not picky about the publication dates anyway.　　
Wang Qian and Li Kun looked at the Abyssinian cat breeding book next to Zhang Zian, and asked in confusion, "Master, you've been buying so many books, but we've never seen you reading them..."　　
Zhang Zian rolled his eyes at them. "Do I have to let you see me reading? Can't I buy books for other use? Cut the crap. Go back and prepare for your exams!"　　
He didn't tell anyone else about Pi's arrival for now, especially Wang Qian and Li Kun. These two idiots had big mouths and liked bragging everywhere.　　
"Yes, Master!" They spit the tongues and ran back to school.　
After they left, Zhang Zian carried the books and journals to the second floor.　
"Pi, new books again."　　
"Eeek!"　　
Pi jumped out of the basket hammock chair, and came up expectantly to look at the books. Before Zhang Zian had finished stacking the books, it took one of them and started reading greedily, nourishing itself with knowledge.　 
After seeing how happy it was, Zhang Zian felt both glad and troubled.　
A mound of books had risen next to the basket hammock chair. His old books, borrowed books, recently purchased books and journals were stacked into four peaks of a mountain. The tallest one was the same height as a person, and the smallest one was as high as the waist.　
Zhang Zian could not find the books as fast as Pi was reading them. The books would reach the ceiling in a few days.　　
Paper books were more expensive and less frequent in discount. Storage was also less convenient. Books and journals were consumables to Pi, and had little long-term 

storage value. After all, it owned a nameless book containing everything. Reading Chinese books was only to appreciate the beauty and depth of the language.　　
When not reading, Pi appeared lonely, bored and melancholic. It knew that it could not go downstairs and show up in front of other people, which might bring trouble to Zhang Zian. Even if it did go downstairs, there was nothing to do and it could not communicate with the other elfins. It might as well stay upstairs to type. But typing all day became boring too. So it often sat idly on the window sill.　　
Zhang Zian was worried about Pi, and so did Old Time Tea, the traditional Chinese medicine expert. Old Time Tea said that long-term melancholy was not healthy, and Pi would fall sick if it continued this way. In modern medical terms, Old Time Tea meant depression. When someone was alone and low-spirited for a long time without interaction with the outside world, it could end up having depression.　　
Humans were social animals, and so were monkeys. Pi might be the same, who behaved like a monkey. But Zhang Zian couldn't possibly get a troop of monkeys to play with it.　　
Many studies suggested that negative mood had a negative impact on health, and may cause a variety of acute and chronic diseases, such as gastric ulcer, endocrine disorders, hair loss, etc. He did notice a lot of short yellow hairs while sweeping the floor lately.　　
Since paper books were not enough for Pi's reading appetite, after much thinking, he decided to seek help from the omnipotent internet.　
"Pi, would you like to try online novels?" He suggested to Pi.　
"Eeek?"　　
Pi was reading in the basket chair, and was distracted by his question.　
Zhang Zian explained, "Online novels are a new form of reading as the internet grew popular. They are pretty much like the e-books, except that they were created to be shared on the internet."　　
"Eeek?"　　
Pi put down its book and typed on the laptop: "Are they fun to read?"　
"Some of them are, and some are not. Online novels have a lot of genres, and are many in number. You can always find the ones you like." Zhang Zian answered honestly. In fact, he had not read many online novels. He didn't sound very confident. 　 

Leaving literary and artistic quality aside, the biggest advantage of online novels was its volume and number. Before he could find a better solution, they could at least gratify Pi's reading appetite, and chase away the melancholy and boredom.　　
"Eeek!"　　
Pi nodded and typed: "I want to try some."　　
"Good. I'm downloading online reading apps for you."　
Zhang Zian took away the tablet, downloaded multiple popular online reading apps in the App Store, registered accounts for Pi, then taught it how to search for books.　 
Pi took back the tablet happily, and dived into the ocean of online novels.　　



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8 Words That Confirm That Urdu is the Language of Love

By Ishq Team 
Posted on: 08/09/17

 

 

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Urdu words are strangely familiar yet foreign at the same time. Some of us feel Urdu more than we understand it. When we hear "jiski zubah Urdu ki tarah", we immediately get pulled to the idea of that person, we feel the connection to "kuch toh hai tujhse rābta", even before we've Googled rābta and known what it means. Our tongue tastes Urdu, before the mind registers it, and that is the beauty of our relationship with this language.

From reverberating cries for freedom to hushed proclamations of eternal love, Urdu manages to give sense to all with equal finesse and precision. Especially in matters of the heart, we keep running to Urdu to help us communicate our fragile, most vulnerable thoughts.

Here's a list of 8 Urdu words that can help you express your feelings of love to the last nuance:

1. Uns – infatuation

Aankhon ne kuchh aise chhua, halka halka uns hua
Halka halka uns hua, dil ko mehsoos hua

Gulzar sahib had painted the full spectrum of love with Satrangi re, and one of the colours that he had deftly used was Uns. The word that's more breath than sound – treads lightly on our hearts, and makes it spring with the vibrancy of youth.

2. Qurbat – closeness

tū qarīb aa.e to qurbat kā yuuñ iz.hār karūñ
aa.ina sāmne rakh kar tirā dīdār karūñ

When you read Nida Fazli write tu qarib aae to qurbat ka yun izhaar karun, there's no way you won't feel the longing to be close to your loved one. This two syllable word brings conjures that much electricity in the air.

3. Ba-dastoor – unaltered

Kismat ko hai yeh manzoor kya keeje
Milte rahe hum badastoor kya keeje

Sayeed Qadri had penned, and Arijit Singh had crooned, and we had all lost our hearts once again. In a world driven by change, ba-dastoor stands as a lone warrior, giving refuge to whoever's seeking stability.

4. Muntazir – awaiting

Main yahaan hoon muntazir
Tum wahaan ho bekhabar

Muntazir has ache wrapped in its imagery. No word can capture the power and powerlessness of waiting for the special someone like it does.

5. Justajoo – quest

Tere bin sooni sooni hain ankhiyaan
Tere bin lamha lamha hain sadiyaan

Whether it's Jibananda Das writing in his quest for Bonolota Sen, or Roop Kumar Rathod, looking for his saaware, the essence of justajoo lives beyond space and time

6. Iztiraar – Helpless

hairat-farosh-e-sad-nigarānī hai iztirār
sar-rishta chāk-e-jeb kā tār-e-nazar hai aaj

Feeling helpless and powerless by the power of love is like a drug that they don't sell over the counter. Iztiraar sings this tune beautifully in our ears.

7. Shiddat –Intensity

Itni shiddat se maine tumhe paane ki koshish ki hai …
ki har zarre ne mujhe tumse milane ki saazish ki hai

The universe aligns for shiddat indeed. Nothing but love inspires such devotion and conviction, and no word other than shiddat does justice to that intensity.

8. Rashk-e-Qamar – Envy of the moon

Mere rashke qamar
Tune pehli nazar jab nazar se milaayi maza aagaya

Upon hearing Shiroishi Kazuma's words, Ko Gohon's eyes instantly lit up and he anxiously said, "Uncle Kazuma, I've realized my mistakes. Quickly teach me, what do I have to do?!"
"Currently, the previous bet is already over. We'll just ignore it and not consider it any further." Shiroishi Kazuma slowly said, "So, now, we mainly have to focus on the online novel website.
"According to your bet with Hong Dali, the person with the most number of daily updated books two weeks later wins. If it's according to your idea to increase the flat fees of the authors at the novel website and find ghostwriters to increase the number of novels, all these can more or less be done, but it's still far from enough!
"In this day and age, channels are the king.
"Number one, get through all the possible channels of the novel website and liaise with our joint venture companies in Heavenly State. As long as they are enterprises related to the internet, they must all advertise on the novel website.
"Number two, liaise with the telecommunication companies in Heavenly State and get them to send messages to prompt people to read our novels!
"Number three, liaise with all the web portals in Heavenly State, including Weibo, and open all channels to read our novels.
"Number four, hold a free of charge reading day to attract those readers that are used to reading free of charge books.
"Number five, hype things up and expose our Feng Yun website's remunerations for our authors on all the websites related to novels!
"Number six, liaise with the TV stations to interview our authors and create more exposure for the website!" 
Upon hearing Shiroishi Kazuma's suggestions, Ko Gohon's face glowed as he firmly smacked his thigh. "Understood. I'll get these done right away!"
…
In the next few days, advertisements about Feng Yun website suddenly emerged everywhere. Advertisements for Feng Yun website were all over all the various websites in Heavenly State.
"Feng Yun website is the largest local reading base, free of charge reading and downloading of the novels. No pop-up ads, simple and clean webpage. Come to Feng Yun website to find good novels!"—Haoche Website. 
"Feng Yun website is an online novel website with no pop-up ads, providing the latest and best novels for all novel lovers. Come to Feng Yun website to read novels!"—Dream Paris.
"Feng Yun website provides you with various literature works with no advertisements to spoil your reading experience. It's a website which creates an elegant environment to read novels for all friends who are literature lovers, and the content includes various popular novels."—Guodian Online. 
…
On smartphones.
Countless people throughout Heavenly State had received messages about Feng Yun website's novels.
"We welcome you to the free of charge reading column, Feng Yun website provides all kinds of awesome and exciting novels." 
"[Urban] Personal Show: My Best Grade Missy."
"[Military Affairs] Special Operation of the Falcons: Special Force Number One." 
"[History] Great Waves Again in the Court: Big Fatuous Ruler."
"[Urban] Exceedingly Beautiful Superior: Pretty Tenant."
"[Fantasy] Wuzun Sword Slashes The Vault Of Heaven: Wudao Vault of Heaven."
Countless curious readers clicked on the advertisements, and after taking a few glances, they were satisfied with what they saw. "Mm, these book recommendations are not bad. It's quite good to kill time. This Feng Yun website is quite brilliant!"
Of course, there were those unimpressed as well. "Tsk, such a tacky way of promoting books. Now that there is the smartphone reading app produced by Young Master Hong Dali, who would still want to read these. Zhong Dian website is the king!"
…
On Xinhai Weibo—
Drunk and leaning on the fence of the pavilion, Meng Ziying Weibo Talent: "Feng Yun website's novel 'Yifan's trouble' is very well written. I like how Yifan bullies Shaowan, serves him right for bullying Xiaochao… Mm, amusing as usual, this work is quite good." 
Douban Doujiao Doubao Weibo Talent: "Feng Yun website's novels are quite good. I read novels there the whole day today. The books are not bad! Worth taking a look at them, I strongly recommend!
@Tangdou-like unlucky person: Feng Yun website is not bad, quickly gather and take a look @Dark Building Lonely Spirit 
@Dark Night Vigilante 
@Zuiyu Changwan_Shifu Calls Me Xiaowan @Muying Huange_Little Angel Of The Wolf Master 
@Fleeting Time At Finger Tips."
"Feng Yun website rises strongly, regarding the rise of online literature."—Soulang.
"Earth-shaking big scheme, about the counterattack of Feng Yun website."—Easy Net.
"Small online novel, big wealth! Feng Yun website's powerful rise!"—Dongfang Wealth.
"Read novels, go to Feng Yun website. Write novels, still go to Feng Yun website."—Tianjing's Plaza.
…
In the various readers' group chats.
"These two days, there are so many free books to read on Feng Yun website. I've discovered a few good ones."
"Really, then I'll go and take a look too."
"Of course it's true, it writes that the books are free of charge for a limited period of time!"
"Not bad, not bad. This website is doing pretty well!"
…
On the largest local online novel forum.
"Overwhelming amount of subscriptions! Feng Yun website with all kinds of awesomeness!"
"Zhong Dian or Feng Yun? A newbie feels that Feng Yun is still better!"
"Please help, a newcomer wanting to know whether it's better to go to Feng Yun or Zhong Dian? I personally feel that Feng Yun is better, I can earn quick money."
"Zhong Dian wants to defeat Feng Yun just by relying on a smartphone app, does Feng Yun know about this?"
…
At the TV station.
"Hello, hello, as a Great God-level author on Feng Yun website, may I know how much can your monthly earnings reach?"
"Earnings, this… Around 20 to 30 thousand per month is still fine."
"So much? Then you must be one of those people with the highest earnings on Feng Yun website, right?"
"No! How is it possible that my earnings are so high. My fingers are not nimble, so I type considerably slower. We have people who can type fast and are able to write 10 to 20 thousand words per day, and their remuneration is at least 50 thousand and above per month. There are even people earning 100 thousand!"
"So much?!"
"Yes, Feng Yun website's perks are very good."
…
In Tianjing City, the tallest television tower, in the top floor revolving restaurant.
"Young Master, Chief, the latest totaled reports of Feng Yun website are out!" The bodyguard was shivering with fear as he looked at Shiroishi Kazuma whose back was facing him and was standing in front of the window with his hands placed at his back. This time, he really saluted him. "According to the latest reports, currently, the site traffic of the website has already increased to 2.4 million and above for daily independent IPs. These two days, large batches of newcomers have started writing new books, and the number of updated books in three days have already reached 3,600 books!" 
"So fast!" Ko Gohon exclaimed, "Uncle Kazuma, your idea is really useful!"
"So-so." Shiroishi Kazuma's voice was very calm. "How many daily updated books does Zhong Dian website have now?"
"Chief," The bodyguard's expression and voice were filled with respect. "At the moment, there are approximately 4,500 newly updated books daily."
"Mm, we still lack 900 books." Shiroishi Kazuma said with satisfaction, "It's still within our control. If things continue progressing this way, probably in no time, we will be able to overtake Zhong Dian website. After all, the authors are after all the benefits and perks. As long as there is enough advertising, and the money is sufficient, it's not difficult to attract authors over."
Ko Gohon fully looked up to Shiroishi Kazuma now, as he anxiously asked, "Uncle Kazuma, then, do we continue like this? Why don't I get more ghostwriters to write more books? It's fine as long as it can surpass Hong Dali. I don't plan to earn much money from it."
Upon hearing Ko Gohon's words, Shiroishi Kazuma shook his head and slowly said, "No, if Hong Dali can earn money, why can't we?"
"Ah?" Ko Gohon said in surprise, "Uncle Kazuma, you're planning to… seriously run this Feng Yun website?"
"Yes." Shiroishi Kazuma nodded, yet he didn't continue talking about the novel website but instead looked out of the window, saying, "Young Master Gohon, look at the night view of Tianjing City. How beautiful is it? It's not lacking compared to Tokyo in our Jaban Empire, isn't it?" 
It was night right now. The night view of Tianjing City was extremely beautiful. Neon lights were flashing, and it was especially comfortable to stand from high up and look down, coupled with the gentle night breeze.
"It's very pretty." Ko Gohon agreed. "I haven't really noticed it previously."
"Yes, we haven't noticed it previously." Shiroishi Kazuma's voice was very calm, as he slowly stated, "It's the same for our Toyoda Conglomerate. As the top 16 in the world, the funds of our Toyoda Conglomerate are ample. You normally don't care about this, so you won't care about how much money you spend. You just feel that all the money is there for you to take it."
"I understand, Uncle Kazuma." Upon hearing this, Ko Gohon instantly understood what Shiroishi Kazuma meant.
Actually, he wasn't a stupid person. It was just that in the midst of fighting with Hong Dali, he had always been at the losing end, thus his conflicted mind.
Toyoda Conglomerate was indeed very rich. Just like the night view of Tianjing City, though it was pretty, one wouldn't notice it after looking at it for many times. But no matter how rich it was, after all, it had been built up bit by bit, and it didn't just drop down from the sky.
In that case, as long as they properly operated this Feng Yun website, then they could earn money. So why don't they do it properly and well?
"Uncle Kazuma, what should we do next?" Ko Gohon asked.
"Now since the popularity has already been increased, then next, we'll take in all the good ones and eliminate the bad ones." Shiroishi Kazuma slowly said, "Eliminate all those poor-quality books and get them to finish writing them as soon as possible. Secure those good-quality books and do your best in nurturing their authors. At the same time, slightly change the welfare benefits policy and slowly convert the severance method to giving out dividends. After the novel website has entered a stable phase of operation, it would then be a virtuous cycle." 
"Uncle Kazuma, you are brilliant!" Ko Gohon was elated. "Then, after the website has entered a virtuous cycle, we can earn quite a lot of money, right?"
"Yes." Shiroishi Kazuma smiled. "Don't belittle online novel websites. All the profits from the adaptations of films, online games, merchandises and so on are actually huge. I truly admire Hong Dali. The things started up by this lad truly have very big prospects!" 
"After hearing what Uncle Kazuma just said, I realized that this Hong Dali is very brilliant!" Now, Ko Gohon finally had to admit that Hong Dali was indeed brilliant. "I haven't thought about all this!"
Speaking up to this point, Ko Gohon recalled his bet with Hong Dali. "But Uncle Kazuma, my bet with Hong Dali…"
"Hehe, there's no hurry on that." Shiroishi Kazuma wasn't worried at all about the bet and insipidly said, "Since I've come, of course I have a way to help you win. Wait for a few more days, let's see first whether Hong Dali's side makes any moves."
Shiroishi Kazuma assured Ko Gohon, then instructed him, "Remember, leave your trump card for the last. Don't take them all out at once. Or else, what will you have left to fight him by then?"
"I understand!" This time, Ko Gohon was really convinced. "Thank you for your advice, Uncle Kazuma."


"I have to squander; otherwise, won't it be a waste of my parent's talent at earning money?" Hong Dali answers a reporter's question matter-of-factly. 

Just after the interview ends, Hong Dali opens the Great Prodigal System's interface and looks at the various good stuff displayed in it. Stroking his chin, he mumbles to himself, "I just need to squander 200 billion yuan more to exchange for the blueprint of the core technology, Engine Destruction, found in the strongest humanoid mecha weapon, Neo Granzon. Looks like I'll have to work harder!"

"I want to splurge! I want to squander!"


अभिव्यंजना is a Sanskrit / Hindi word which means 'expression of ideas, thoughts and feelings'.
I am a blogger, author, musician and a poet. I write in Hindi, Urdu and English. This particular book is for my Hindi Poems. I also plan to publish another one especially for my English Poem Collection.
I created my first poem when I was in 6th grade / class. It was year 2000. It was a silly one of course. The first poem that won me a prize was " Plantation" (Hindi Poem) and "Adventures of India" ( an English Poem) in 2003 while I was in High School in a Rural Town.

Later I posted some poems in my blog, and at the request of a few Readers created a Separate Blog titled 'Abhivyanajanaa' www.abhivyanjanaa.blogspot.com 
I decided to share my poems here to see the response based on which I may write Novels and Short Stories in Hindi as well.

Hey guys! I am Math457 and I just want to introduce myself to all of you guys. I am a girl and I love to write books and novels. I used to be only on Wattpad but one of you guys messaged me to come to this app as well and now I have. If you're on Wattpad, make sure to follow me there as well. My username on Wattpad is Math457. I write stories for all ages. I like to write stories about things you can do when your bored, horror books, funny stories, and more. Also, I am also going to be writing some books in Urdu/Hindi with English captions. I am so happy to be on this app. I hope you guys are all safe and I know that times are tough right now and trust me we will get through this. Please stay in your homes and only go out if it is mandatory. Remember, Work together today for a better tomorrow. I hope you guys will enjoy my books and I can't wait to write to you guys. Also, what should I call my followers? #Math457fam, #mathlovers, #Math, or #Unicorns? Let me know. First-person to comment gets a shout out.

An announcement was posted on Zhongdian Chinese Network, Repent and be Saved's details page, and Tengda Games' official Weibo at almost the same time. Soon, they caught the attention of many players. 
"Eh? Repent and be Saved's developers are working together with a small online novel website?" 
"Isn't that the website which published Repent and be Saved's official novel?" 
"The rewards for this combined event are so awesome! Not only can we get unimpeded access to the novel website, but we can also get rewards in-game items." 
"Look-Changing Pills? They can change the characters' looks? Holy sh*t, don't stop me, I'm going to get them for sure!" 
"The accounts have been linked? That's great; we won't have to register for a new account." 
"I've been keeping up with this website. The books were trash in the beginning, but their more recent novels look quite good. They're not far off compared to the elite novels you find on Infinite Chinese Network. You can read them when you have nothing better to do." 
"For the sake of the Look-Changing Pills, let's go!"
Everyone seemed quite excited. 
At the end of the day, one had to admit that the rewards were well-chosen! 
The protagonist in Repent and be Saved was just an ordinary man. At the moment, players could not customize their characters. After all, Pei Qian had been trying his best to deter sight-seers from the game back then.
That made being able to change their characters' looks that much more important to players! 
There were several NPCs in the game—especially female ones—who looked quite similar to the protagonist.
Once players heard that they could turn their character into a female, they became more excited! 
Of course, given the game's theme and design, female NPCs could not look that attractive. They were worlds apart from adult games, which prioritized the characters' looks.
Still, players of Repent and be Saved would be used to seeing monsters and corpses thanks to the game's background story. Any female NPC would look outstanding and attractive against such a backdrop. 
Thus, hoards of players logged onto Zhongdian Chinese Network to finish their tasks, in hopes that they would obtain Look-Changing Pills at the end of the seven-day period. 
They did not even have to spend money on an item like that—all they had to do was log in for seven days in a row. It would be an absolute waste if they gave it up! 
At the same time, Zhongdian Chinese Network released a bunch of elite novels. 
Under the editors' tireless guidance, there were bound to be a few lousy authors who would achieve breakthroughs and produce pretty good novels. 
Based on the backend figures, Ma Yiqun picked out these good seedlings and topped up their remuneration using the sum of money that Boss Pei had transferred to him. The payment that these authors received was comparable to what they would earn if they had written for other large websites; thus, they became very motivated. 
Many authors began to update their novels quicker during the event period, causing readers to become hooked more easily. 
Thus, Zhongdian Chinese Network had both the right quality of novels and the right number of readers. A virtuous cycle had been established! 
Many gamers who had been reading novels on Infinite Chinese Network were happy to add another novel website to their list. They could read different novels on each site concurrently. 
With the revenue earned from readers, the website would no longer need to rely on Boss Pei for subsidies in the future. Slowly, it would be able to turn losses into profit. 
As Ma Yiqun watched the backend figures on the website increase, he felt pleased and comforted. 
"I'll report this good news to Boss Pei!" 
Ma Yiqun dialed Boss Pei's number, feeling increasingly proud of himself. 
"Hello…?" 
Boss Pei's voice sounded very nasal over the phone. 
Ma Yiqun paused. "Boss Pei, do you have the flu? I'm sorry, I shouldn't be disturbing you now." 
Every Tengda employee was extremely concerned about Boss Pei's health. After all, he was like a mentor to all of them. 
Pei Qian answered, "It's no big deal. Is there trouble with the website? Quick, tell me." 
Ma Yiqun was not sure if he was just imagining things, but there always seemed to be a hint of hopefulness in Boss Pei's voice. 
Did he hope that there would be trouble with the website? 
That's impossible. Boss Pei must sound like that because he's sick. I must be hearing things. 
Ma Yiqun could not help but grin. "Boss Pei, I have some good news!
"Starting next month, you won't have to provide so much money to top up our authors' remuneration! At the end of this month, I intend to return a portion of the money you transferred to me as well. In three or four months, Zhongdian Chinese Network might become self-sufficient!" 
Boss Pei remained silent for a long time before he responded. "Huh?" 
Ma Yiqun continued, "Boss Pei, you've directed a huge amount of traffic to Zhongdian Chinese Network through Repent and be Saved. It's proving effective!
"We saw many gamers visiting Zhongdian Chinese Network during this period. It made our website much more popular than it was. 
"Thus, I thought about organizing a combined event with Li Yada. It looks like we're seeing some results! 
"There's been an increase in the number of registered users and active users on the website. On top of that, more readers seem to be following various novels. This means that gamers are not just visiting Zhongdian Chinese Network to browse through the official novel. They're staying behind and reading other novels on our site! 
"With the revenue generated by these readers, the website would probably earn much more during this period. That's why I don't think we'll need to spend as much money to top up our authors' remuneration. 
"That's also why I'm thinking about returning a portion of the money you transferred to me. That way, we can spend the money more meaningfully…" 
Before Ma Yiqun could finish speaking, Boss Pei turned his suggestion down. 
"There's no need! Don't do that!"
Ma Yiqun was confused. "Huh?"
Pei Qian cleared his throat, trying to calm himself down. "The money is not important. Repent and be Saved is selling so well; why are you still worried that Tengda would lack funds? 
"In any case, the money would be better spent on Zhongdian Chinese Network! 
"What stage are we at now? We're only seeing signs that our losses could be turned into profits. We're still a long way from becoming giants in the online literature industry, like Infinite Chinese Network!
"Keep the money and don't transfer it back. 
"No matter what, you have to think of ways to spend all that money this month! Shouldn't we be giving our new readers some benefits? 
"Shouldn't we give our authors a greater bonus, given that they've been working so hard over the past few months purely for the sake of their passion? 
"Our employees have been working extremely hard as well. Shouldn't we organize some team-building events and bring everybody closer? 
"We could also look for more programs and improve our website and mobile application. Are our server and bandwidth still good enough now that we have so many new readers? Otherwise, spend money to upgrade them. 
"There are still so many avenues to spend money. Why are you always thinking about holding back and saving on capital? It's not your own money that you'll be spending; don't be so stingy. 
"Spend as much as you want! If you don't have enough money, ask me for more!" 
Ma Yiqun felt ashamed upon hearing Boss Pei's words. 
He was such a letdown! 
Ma Yiqun had only thought about turning the website's losses into profits and saving money for Boss Pei. 
After all, the website had been burning money on the editors' salaries, the website's operating expenses, the authors' remuneration, and the like for the past couple of months
This made Ma Yiqun deeply uncomfortable. He couldn't stop thinking about how to earn all that money back for Boss Pei. 
Now, Boss Pei's words had shaken him awake. 
It was important to generate profits, but the website's development was even more important! 
Zhongdian Chinese Network was one part of Boss Pei's larger plan. It was still considered small-scale at the moment. Even if Ma Yiqun could turn the losses into profit, the website would probably only generate a small profit. One could not compare Zhongdian Chinese Network to a giant like Infinite Chinese Network. 
Tengda Games was already way ahead of Zhongdian Chinese Network. It was almost as if that latter was the younger sibling, trailing behind the older sibling and copying everything it did.
At a time like that, the younger sibling should be thinking about sharing the older sibling's burdens and maturing as quickly as possible. 
Ma Yiqun was deeply moved, not only because Boss Pei seemed to already have a bright plan for Zhongdian Chinese Network's future, but more so because he seemed to trust Ma Yiqun a lot as well! 
"Alright, Boss Pei. I'll spend the money on developing the website. Don't worry!"
… 
After hanging up, Pei Qian silently switched on his laptop to study Zhongdian Chinese Network's situation. 
Although he could not see the backend figures, there was another way to check how popular the website was. 
He could click on a random novel on the homepage and browse the comments section. 
Before this, the comments sections had either been cold and deserted or filled with criticism. Either way, they always looked tragic. 
However, the situation was different now. Pei Qian clicked on various books on the homepage, and all their comments sections looked normal! 
Some rushed authors to update more regularly, some gave positive feedback, and some discussed the plots. 
It was also obvious that more people were recommending, voting for, and saving all of these novels.
This was not the case for just one or two novels but for nearly all the novels on the homepage! 
Pei Qian knew very well that Zhongdian Chinese Network was not faking these figures. In fact, it would remove any novel with artificially-boosted figures from its recommendation spots immediately. There was no way that such novels would remain on the website's home page. 
In other words, all the figures Pei Qian was seeing for the novels on the homepage were real! They were becoming more popular among readers! 
That was not the worst part. 
To Pei Qian's surprise, the novels on the homepage were much better than before, in terms of content, rhythm, and language. 
Pei Qian had read several novels on Zhongdian Chinese Network before. Basically, all of them were some of the lousiest novels he had ever read. He could never decipher the plot. They were the kinds of novels that ordinary people would give up on after one or two chapters. 
However, the novels he was reading now looked like something else! 
Their titles and synopses were much more attractive. They also had a better pace and more satisfying storylines. 
All in all, the novels were more tasteful! 
It was no wonder that the figures were improving. 
The higher traffic was only part of the problem. The root of the problem was that the books were getting better. That was why the readers were sticking around. 
Of course, the books were not that great either. At best, they could be considered top-tier books on Infinite Chinese Network. Still, they were very readable. 
"What's happening?" 
Pei Qian frowned after discovering the problem. 
I thought Ma Yiqun didn't understand online literature. 
After all, every single novel he released failed. Clearly, he deeply misunderstands the world of online literature. If that's true, the editors he trained should be equally clueless. If all the editors in Zhongdian Chinese Network do not understand online literature…
How did they decide to place these better-than-average novels on the home page? Did they base their decision on the backend figures? 
Hmm, that seems possible…
Pei Qian was beginning to suspect that he had misunderstood Ma Yiqun's true standard. 
However, on further thought, he realized that the readers were the greatest decision-makers. Although Zhongdian Chinese Network did not have that many readers yet, their choices were still dependable. 
Ma Yiqun did not have to read every single book. He only had to pick out the books with better backend figures and place them on the recommended list. 
"Forget it, forget it. I'll stop thinking about these things. 
"Settlement is right around the corner. Zhongdian Chinese Network just has to finish spending that sum of money on my behalf. I don't have any more energy to look into these details." 
Pei Qian tossed his phone towards his bed and went into ostrich mode. 
He did not want to be bothered by anyone now. He just needed each business to spend all the additional money they had earned to ease the pressure off of himself. 
He was just about to take an afternoon nap when his cell phone rang again. He picked it up and saw that it was Assistant Xin. 
"Boss Pei, the official platform wants an exclusive interview with you to find out about your thought process behind the creation of your games." 
Pei Qian remained silent for a moment. "…I'm very busy now. Can I turn them down?"


I really just want to lose money! T_T
Best boss ever, prodigy of the business world, genius creator, visionary of the century.
These are the descriptions used for Pei Qian, President of Tengda Corporation.
Ever since his rebirth, Pei Qian finds himself in possession of a system that rewards him if he manages to lose money.
Instantly, a brilliant idea comes to mind — making crappy games!
"If the game flops, all my investment cost will be lost!"
"How difficult can it be to lose money?"
Indeed... how difficult can it be?
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POV MC

'man why is it so dark in here? I didn't think afterlife was so boring... to think I actually thought that it would be fun that I would be able to go to another world and be as evil as I want that I would be strong and powerful...'

'well now that I think about it isn't it a really cliche troupe that before reincarnation the MC has to wait in a dark or white room for a really long time....'

'i don't like waiting.... isn't it also a troupe that you can see your own life to pass time here and I think some MCs actually we're able to control this space after which we deity was summoned out their ass to give them a 'chance'  I want to try that...'

SO I started trying to control this space to do some thing... I was unsuccessful... but it was a good time pass... was is a key word there...

'i really don't want to go into a thinking frenzy like those MCs, it would probably make me sad... I didn't really do anything in my life... like I really didn't do anything fun apart from eating tasty food made by my mother....damn now I am sad... I miss my mom...' 

(some time later)

'fuck! it looks like I won't get a system and I won't meet a god until I tell my story... if some auther is writing this I really hate him right about now... I don't want to... OK FINE I GIVE UP!! YOU WANT A SAD STORY YOU GET ONE MEDIOCRE SAD STORY MOTHER FUCKER!!!'

'ahhh~ that is good, I really needed to get that off my chest, now to my sad story we go so I can finally meet my system.'

now where do I start? I think from the begining should be alright, my name was Hamza, I lived in pakistan, Karachi, I know what some of you might be thinking, where the fuck is that? it is located right next to India, it is not the best city to live in but it is definitely better than hundreds of other cities in the world,

I was born in Karachi and lived all my life in there, I have never gone out of country. ever. but I do know four different languages urdu(practically same as hindi) , english, sindhi, arabic I can only read the last one...
I was a student before I died, 17 years old in college...

I loved reading before my departure from the living and I watched a plethora of anime which kind of explains why I don't have many friends, we Don't have a avid anime community in my country, 

I had good parents they were amazing at there job, we were the middle-middle class income wise, I always had a roof over my head and food on my plate but you know I wasn't really attached to them, never had a good connection with them, I love them whole heartedly I would take a bullet for them but I just couldn't trust anyone with my life, even them. I was molested by a older girl in my school, I was a cute kid you know, that was what made me really paranoid about almost anything, I got over it but I would still get jumpy around people even friends...after that incident I jumped around schools that also made it really hard for me to make friends, it also made it really hard for my younger brother to make friends too bc we changed schools together, I feel sad about that...

I also was a really bad son, I know I disappointed them a lot, it was really emotionally stressful for me for some reason I always thought that I was a burden to them maybe it was because my goals for myself were too high, sometimes I even wanted to kill myself...

up until I discovered anime and novels when I was 13 the first anime I watched was a harem anime named parallel world rapsody something, I actually wanted to know more about that anime after I finished the anime so I searched it's manga and finished reading that after that I read the whole novel of that anime, I LOVED every single minute of it....

who knew that was a rabbit hole? who knew that the deeper I went in the harder it would be to get out?, the deeper I went in the more degenerate I would become... I didn't.

like damn, you know I knew what the fuck cock docking was when I was 13!!! NO ONE SHOULD KNOW THAT!!! I knew ways to make people do what the fuck I want with words!! WORDS god damn it!! I became a amazing liar and that was only the anime and official novels!! then came the ffs... damn that is all I have to say... this is the thing that made up world view, I don't think anyone would say this but if you are willing to learn (like I was) you can learn new and interesting things from ffs you can explore how different people think of a single topic, to say the least reading and watch was my salvation and damnation it made me happy but it also made clear to me the reality of our world...

oh I think I am going into too much details so let me just tell you how I died and end this shit...

so you remember how I said I would take a bullet for my family? well the thing is say that bc I did take a bullet for my father... you see me and my father were going to a wedding of his friends daughter on his bike when two people stopped us at gun point and demanded our bike and all of our cash, I being a idiot thought that I could take the theifs gun from his hand cause he had it out extended towards me in my reach...

so I grabbed the gun and tugged at it and easily took it from the robber and shot him in the head... who knew that the other robber also had a gun?...no me. he pulled his gun out and shot me in the chest 3 times luckily I also managed to shot him in his neck. dead center. he died in front of me, at least I know my father was unharmed and can support my other siblings... shortly after I also died but I managed to tell my dad to tell my brother to make sure and wipe my net history, I really don't want my mom to see any of that...


'now that my mediocre life story is finished, I would like my system or wishes to present themselves to me!...'

nothing...

'YOU MOTHER DUCKER GIVE ME-'

I sense something coming towards me from behind and turn back... it is surprising slow as if it is swimming towards me... it is a light of some sort, it's like a wisp... it stopped in front of me.

[hello, host?]
[why are you... dancing??]
[now you are trying to sing?]
meanwhile I was celebrating my system....

'hell yeah~ hell yeah~ I have a system~ hell yeah~ hell yeah~ I have a system~'

(sometime later)

[if you don't stop dancing I AM going to leave...]

"wait WHAT!!" 
"STOP!! DON'T LEAVE YOU ARE THE ONLY SYSTEM I HAVE!!" 
[then stop.]
"I stopped okay!?" 
[ Alright it's fine, I am humbled that someone would be so happy to see me but everything has a limit you know...]
[now that you have stopped... let me ask you some questions, ok?]
"alright, ask away it's not like I am going to die, I have time for a adorable and cute system, that is going to be mine..."
[...ok, so do accept being my host?]
"...that is it?"
[yes]
"...yes"
[ alright, so I can start bonding with your soul right?] 
"yes, no wait is it going to hurt?" 
[I don't know, I haven't done this before... probably?]
"... ok, try and make it less painful...? I guess"
[as you wish host!!]
[ starting binding with host soul...10% done...22% done...]
as the system said that the 'wisp' started entering by 'body' and stirring around... it was like my soul was clear syrup and the wisp was a green color dye... it wasn't a little painful but it was bearable it wasn't as painful as described in some novels and ffs...
[69% done...]
'nice...'
[100% done, successfully bonded with host]

[would host like to name the system?]

"you don't have one...?" 

[ I don't have my name on my database...]

"really?"

[yes host, system doesn't lie to host, system can prove that by showing honesty percentage...hmmph!]

" ok, I believe you... but I am curious how much is the honesty percentage?"

[I have a 99% honesty setting, bc sentient beings don't like 100% honest things for some reason...]

"oh... that's alright. keep it that way, I can understand why people don't like 100% honesty, certainly don't want you calling me a ugly piece of shit now that you are living in my head... or soul"

[so, host would you like to name me now?]

"oh I almost forgot about that....now what do I call you...how about daisy.... nah, lucy? that should be alright... yeah, system Ifrom now I will be calling you lucy."

[understood, host.

 updating name....

 done]

[ host, now would you like to see your status.]

"yep!"


{{{{ Hello everyone, before start reading, you should know that this is my 1st online story writing. I know i made some mistakes, so don't stop reading, tell me where i make mistake and i try to amend them.. An other thing, my native language is not English, it's URDU.. it take some time to stop this kind of mistakes, and i do my best to solve this issue,,, MY HUMBLE APOLOGIES TO READER, if you guys don't understand about  anything you just comment me, i try my best to satisfy you. THANK YOU for reading this. }}}


But why my father is self-made because people say they doesn't like the arrogance of my grandfather so he start to develop his own company which know as 'Zori pasha Firms'  which is best amongst best in the country. my father's yearly income is more then the of my 1st uncle 3rd uncle and the 4th aunt. Its not compare to the pasha family income but its consider the top in the country.                                   To show my grandfather that his son is capable without pasha family support but after all this my grandfather don't show interest in my father success. Look at this father decided to separate to himself to the pasha family business.

Story of a dreamer, who is confuse that is he lived in a reality or a dream.

 After an accident and losing his parents, he is all alone in this world. He don't know after this accident his life totally change, he became a DREAMER, is it curse or a gift. He don't know at that time, All he care about is to survive in this world.. 

Will becoming a dreamer, he able to survive at this comparative world???? you will be all know, with this journey of a dreams.. 

ALL you have to, is stay with me for an interesting journey..

Previously, Father Chen had taken Super Chen to have his head shaved to cut off his fantasy of pursuing the art of language through "perming"… but it was no use. Four-year-old Super Chen was fluent in Beijing-accented guankou[1]; who knew what crosstalk masterpiece he had secretly learned from.
Young children were quick learners, especially when it came to things that they were particularly interested in.
This time, Father Chen felt like he had been thoroughly bamboozled by Super Chen. There was a saying: "bamboozling dad is what a youngster does[2]"… Actually, Father Chen also felt he was at fault since he didn't explain the definition of "outsider" to Super Chen last night.
Apart from heaven and earth, and you and I, everyone else were outsiders.
The dojo disciples were very close to Super Chen, and he obviously didn't treat this group of brothers as outsiders… 
It was just that Father Chen had barely stepped into the dojo before he heard Super Chen shouting that he had been split in two, which was a slightly odd feeling.
The secret that Xiaoling was a genius couldn't be hidden anymore, at least not in the dojo.
Father Chen dropped his forehead into his hand.
Hence, at the end of the morning lesson, Father Chen called over the disciples who knew about it one by one for a heart-to-heart, and had to stress that they keep the matter secret. But whether or not it would remain a secret, he had no idea… These disciples might be old clients of the dojo, but they also took classes at Balance Magic Center; their studies didn't intersect at all.
Father Chen couldn't guarantee that these disciples would keep their mouths shut. Who knew, they might turn "traitor" one day and spill the beans.
If Liang Heng found out about this, it would be a huge problem… 
Father Chen was a little absent-minded as he pondered this while he taught his classes that day. Some of the disciples who didn't know what was going on thought that the author of the novel Father Chen was following was on hiatus again, so he was in a bad mood.
"Did that writer of Let Go of that Wet Nurse stop updating again?" asked a disciple.
"No idea…"
A few of the disciples whispered among themselves as they left the dojo.
The only three in the know who had come early that morning felt so stifled it was uncomfortable.
Father Chen had specially looked for them at noon to enjoin them not to expose Wang Xiaoling's situation, but there were times when hiding a secret was so unbearable that you wanted to cut someone… 
It was thus in this sort of situation that the wise saying which everyone had probably heard before was born: I'll tell you a secret! But you can't tell anyone else!
And so, Wang Xiaoling's secret was leaked, just like that… 
Although Wang Ling was inside Wang Xiaoling's body, he saw and heard everything clearly with his King's Eye godly perspective… 
... 
That night, a depressed Father Chen went to read a novel to destress. Each person faced pressure, and also had their own way to destress. Father Chen's way was very simple, and that was to read a book.
Here, Wang Ling learned another secret of Father Chen's – it turned out that Father Chen was also a fan of Father Wang! That evening, the book Father Chen was reading was that Let Go of That Wet Nurse which Father Wang started writing twelve years earlier and had just finished at ten million words.
But back then, Father Wang's book hadn't been serialized for long and he had yet to sign a guru contract. His overall number of fans certainly couldn't compare with what it would be like twelve years in the future. No one could have imagined how this book would seal his status as a guru and make him rich twelve years later, with even the head of state becoming his fan.
Wang Ling never thought that he would be the source of "concern" for two fathers at the same time… 
Father Chen was reading a book now because he was fretting over Wang Xiaoling's secret being leaked.
While the reason Father Wang wrote novels was in fact because he had been fretting over Wang Ling… 
Mother Wang officially stopped writing when Wang Ling was three or four years old.
Before Wang Ling came up with the Dao talisman seal to restrict his own strength, he would occasionally break the furniture which the family owned. Mother Wang's author fees and Father Wang's work income weren't enough to support the family at all.
Father Wang thus furtively came up with the idea of writing novels to supplement the family income.
Who would have known that after banging out 26,000 words for the debut of Let Go of That Wet Nurse, it would directly became a top-ten bestseller… 
It was after that that Father Wang came clean.
He told Mother Wang the truth, then quit his job to write novels fulltime to support the family. Not long after that, Mother Wang stopped writing and devoted herself to taking care of, guiding and educating Wang Ling.
Husband and wife had gone to great pains for Wang Ling.
... 
That evening, Wang Xiaoling was playing with plasticine which Super Chen had given to her when she had just arrived yesterday. Super Chen was playing a video game on the side. Halfway through his game, Super Chen's wristwatch alarm suddenly rang. He tossed the game console aside casually and then took out an e-book reader from a drawer.
Wang Xiaoling was clearly confused.
Super Chen smiled at Wang Xiaoling. "It's time to study the art of language!"
Wang Ling was stunned. It turned out Super Chen was actually learning it from novels… 
He saw Super Chen open the e-book page. Sure enough, Super Chen ultimately opened that Let Go of That Wet Nurse on the e-shelf… Actually, Super Chen didn't know what he should read, so he added all the books on his father's e-shelf to his own.
There was a novel called Baijie[3] which he couldn't find, but that was fine… 
Super Chen now had more than ten books for his summer break, and the first one was Let Go of That Wet Nurse. After reading these ten or so books, it was enough for him to tentatively touch "the gateway to the art of language"!
He was only four years old, and there were many words he didn't recognize, but the e-book reader had an audio reading function!
And so, the online novel written by Father Wang was read out in a very jerky, electronic voice.
Wang Ling's comment was: dry and very chuuni… 
After all, this was an online novel. There were some expressions for which, if you read it quietly on your own, you could imagine the protagonist's emotions and the scene in which he would utter the words. However, when they were read out loud, it might give you goosebumps.
Halfway through the chapter, the electronic voice stuttered. Super Chen thought it was something wrong with the app, but then he saw a string of streamers floating across the top of the page as a sticky… 
"Wow, so much money! Someone rich has come!" exclaimed four-year-old Super Chen. Although he hadn't been reading online novels for very long, he had clearly done some homework and knew what the gifts meant.
However, Super Chen soon realized that this massive sum wasn't for Father Wang.
Twelve years ago, in Father Wang's debut as a newbie, his sales, subscriptions and monthly votes all skyrocketed. As the year drew to a close, he was naturally a contender for Newcomer of the Year.
A sole gift of more than ten thousand yuan would be displayed directly at the top of the app as a sticky.
In terms of book currency, that was one million.
But that string of one million in book currency which had just appeared was a gift to another guru.
This was an advertisement as well as a show of strength against Father Wang by the gurus who were competing for the title as the new Best Author.
[1] Can be literally translated as "talk strings," and is part of a crosstalk act in which a performer recites something at incredible rapid-fire speed.
[2] Refers to the 人不XX枉少年 catchphrase which can translate to "you're not young if you don't XX."
[3] Possibly a reference to an erotic audio book called "Young Married Woman Baijie."


As a cultivation genius who has achieved a new realm every two years since he was a year old, Wang Ling is a near-invincible existence with prowess far beyond his control. But now that he’s sixteen, he faces his greatest battle yet - Senior High School. With one challenge after another popping up, his plans for a low-key high school life seem further and further away...
Wang Ling: I just want to eat my crispy noodle snacks in peace...
Father Wang: If you're careless enough to destroy the country, it’s coming out of your pocket money. 
Wang Ling: It’s not my fault that the backlash from punching me kills you.
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