as a bounty team leader our main character Aaron is off on a bounty one night when he saves a girl who's also going to join an academy for bounties she ends up joining his team. 

(very simple synopsis but hey im a simple guy this book is written as a script like ex:

mc1: hey 

mc2 how's it going 

it has magic, guns, academy life 

so yeah I started writing this back in 2016 I've been sitting on this for a while i figured I would release it I mean what the point in writing if you can't share it 

and yes the other book im "writing" mc is also named Aaron im not very creative but any ways give it a read

Guy dropped in the dungeon wakes up at the 1st floor
My novel follows a scenario script format
works that I won't be visiting
bleach 
dbz
one piece, 
( don't know much about the three worlds ) 
( don't judge me )
works I will be visiting
nasuverse 
black clover 
fairy tail 
*will update as I go further*
I plan to put at least 50 chaps before hopping to a different world

The judge had his own bungalow, and he could bring girls out in the day. The female protagonist had already seen a more beautiful world. That was why she did not care to live in the cramped, two-man capsule together with the male protagonist. 
She had wanted to come clean with the male protagonist earlier and get together with the judge, but the judge had suddenly stopped contacting her a few days ago. She had not heard a peep from him.
The male protagonist knew that the female had already been dumped. Perhaps the judge just wanted to try something new; he probably did not plan to spend the rest of his life with the female protagonist.
After calming down, the male protagonist decided to accept her. 
However, the female turned him down and left. 
From that moment on, the male protagonist's life seemed to lose all its color. He used the sum of money he had saved to rent a bigger space for himself. He also paid to get rid of the advertisements in his television programs, purchased more forms of entertainment, and bought a bunch of junk food to cheer himself up. With what was left of his money, he tipped the female host of the television program he had been watching in exchange for a 'thank you'. 
He went back to living a blurry life. Instead of carefully taking part in quizzes, he chose to pour all his money into quizzes with high rewards. Sometimes, he won big and went on shopping sprees. Other times, he lost everything and lay in his bed like a corpse for several days.
This went on for five years.
One day, the muddle-headed male protagonist had been watching television programs as he normally did.
All of a sudden, he realized he had won a quiz that he had staked everything on. He received more than ten times the money he had put in! 
His bank account now had much more money than it did before; one could say that he had become an ordinary citizen! 
The male protagonist was overjoyed at this turn of events. He could not wait to share this good news with the female protagonist. 
However, he could not find her. He had no choice but to search high and low for her during his allocated three hours, in the hopes that the female protagonist had not left the city. 
Just like that, the male protagonist spent more than a month searching for her. At last, he still could not find any traces of the female protagonist. 
Since he had no other choice, the male protagonist thought of an idea. He decided to spend some money to take part in a talent show. There, he would profess his love for the female protagonist and tell her that he had been waiting for her this entire time… and that he hoped she would return to his side. 
Talent shows had a wide reach. Once the show aired, the female protagonist would probably see his message. 
Thus, the male protagonist ended up on the stage of a talent show. 
As he stood in the spotlight, the male protagonist stared at the ruthless judge who stole his girlfriend and then dumped her. 
The male protagonist's only intention had been to profess his love for the female protagonist and tell everyone how much he missed her. He had only wanted to talk about all the beautiful memories they shared. However, after seeing the judge's sanctimonious expression, the male protagonist lost all control. 
He picked up his microphone and ranted to the audience about how sanctimonious the judge was. He accused the latter of being a wolf dressed in sheep's clothing and explained how the judge had shamelessly stolen the male protagonist's beloved before dumping the kind-hearted girl. 
He cursed and swore at the judge with the ugliest language that he knew, releasing pent-up feelings of indignance, regret, and rage. 
The entire place grew silent.
After that short silence, everyone burst out with applause! 
Even the judge who had just been cursed and sworn at clapped as he laughed and held up his thumb towards the male protagonist. 
The female judge next to him looked deeply moved. Wiping her tears, she immediately hit the button in front of her to express her approval of the male protagonist. 
Four circles lit up in front of the judges. 
That was four votes. The male protagonist had made it. 
The lights immediately began to flash, and multi-colored smoke appeared on the stage, along with other special effects. 
This meant that many people watching online had been moved by the male protagonist's performance and were tipping him from where they were. 
The male protagonist looked at the dazzling numbers on stage. Thanks to these tips, he had earned much more in the past few minutes than he had in the past few years. 
The judge whom he cursed and swore at highly praised his performance. The former explained how it had been a long time since he had watched such a satisfying talk show. 
The judge extended a symbol of peace to the male protagonist, expressing his wishes to help the male protagonist create a television program. 
The male protagonist knew very well what this would mean. 
It would mean that he would have unimaginable wealth and fame as his television program reached hundreds of thousands, or possibly even millions, of people! 
He could live like the other rich folk. He could roam around outside during the daytime and live in a huge bungalow. He could wait as his female servants knelt beside him and fed him freshly-picked grapes. 
The male protagonist thanked the judge profusely, savoring the moment. 
At that very moment, he was the main star on stage.
That night, after the television program ended, the male protagonist was served very well by two hot, fair, and young ladies. 
He moved into a bungalow, drove a luxurious car, and lived the life that he had always dreamed about. 
One day, someone requested to meet him. The female protagonist had really watched his television program and expressed her hopes to meet the male protagonist again and pick up where they had left off. 
The male protagonist immediately invited the female to his house. 
He was now a rich man. He could invite anyone to his bungalow at any time in the day to meet him. 
When the female protagonist saw him, her eyes welled up. 
However, with one young girl in each of his arms, the male protagonist coolly mocked the female for having the cheek to turn up at his bungalow. 
She crumbled, knelt on the ground, and begged for the male protagonist to give her some money so that she could raise her son up. 
The male protagonist felt even more irritated when he heard the word 'son', but he refrained from kicking her out immediately. 
After some consideration, he decided to transfer a sum of money to her and asked her to stop looking for him. 
After dealing with this matter once and for all, the male protagonist leaned back on the sofa, sipped his red wine, and heaved a sigh of relief. 
He had not transferred her the sum of money because he felt bad or because he still had feelings for her. 
Instead, he did it because he still had to film his television program that night and emotionally narrate his and the female protagonist's love story.
He knew that the audience did not really care who the female protagonist was. If they managed to find her, they might quickly lose interest in the television program. 
The female protagonist would look the most beautiful as a question mark in the audience's mind. 
If the audience was allowed to see how haggard she really looked, the image of the 'dream woman' that the male protagonist had worked so hard to create would fall apart at once. 
Before stepping onto the stage, the male protagonist saw the judge. 
He had once hated the judge to the core. However, the latter was now his financial backer and his Bole. He had given the male protagonist a new lease of life. 
Thus, the male protagonist now respected him immensely. 
The judge congratulated him, telling him that today's episode would be extremely important and that he hoped the male protagonist would perform well. 
The judge also said that he had prepared a surprise for the male protagonist. 
The male protagonist tried to recall what the occasion was and realized that it seemed to be his birthday. 
When he stepped onto stage, the male protagonist began to speak in a tearful voice. He described his and the female protagonist's love story and chatted with a couple of lucky fans, to whom he explained the true meaning of love. 
Then, the connection broke, and the image of the male protagonist mocking the female in his living room appeared on the screen. 
The male protagonist began to panic. He kept trying to block the screen, but it proved to be useless during the livestream because the video was being fed directly to the audience's screens. The male protagonist's panicky behavior was only making him look more like a joke. 
The audience began to get worked up. Many angry viewers scolded and cursed at the male protagonist in the channel's column. 
The male protagonist's reputation and image were completely destroyed. 
The judge showed no intention of helping him out of his predicament. Instead, he instructed a lawyer to retrieve the contract they had signed at the beginning. The male protagonist's behavior had gravely affected the company's image. Thus, he had to compensate the company with a sum that he would spend his entire life trying to pay. 
As he looked at the male protagonist who had just lost everything, the judge smiled treacherously. 
Not only had he taken revenge for the time that the male protagonist cursed and swore at him on stage, but he had also increased his television program's viewership and rose to fame in the process. 
He pulled the beautiful, young woman beside him closer and arranged for her host the next episode of the program. 
The camera panned. The male protagonist was lying in bed in a tiny capsule, looking at the ceiling, which he could reach out and touch. He looked just like a zombie. 
… 
… 
After he finished writing the script, Pei Qian read it once through. It looked quite good, considering that this was his first time writing a script. 
The story was complete, at least! He had achieved all the goals that he had set in the beginning. 
Take the male protagonist for example. His life was pitiful at first. He was lucky to chance upon a lady that he fancied. Then, he began his brown-nosing journey. In the end, the female protagonist's heart was stolen by the judge, making a cuckold of the male protagonist.
The male protagonist continued brown-nosing until the female protagonist completely gave up on him and asked for a clean break. 
Subsequently, the male protagonist won a huge sum of money and tried looking for the female protagonist once more. While on stage, he lashed out at the judge and released his pent-up frustrations. 
However, the judge soon managed to buy him over. The male protagonist willingly cheapened himself for money and behaved in a completely opposite manner compared to before. He became despicable. 
When the female protagonist finally returned, the male protagonist threw away every last bit of warmth and kindness left in him. He mocked her and gave her money in exchange for her promise never to look for him again. 
In the end, the male protagonist fell for the judge's trap. The wealthy, blissful life he had always dreamed about had been right under his nose, but it was reduced to dust in an instant. Not only did he become penniless like before, but he also owed a huge debt now. His life was devoid of all hope. 
Wasn't that absolutely miserable?! Wasn't that absolutely cruel?! 
Even Pei Qian felt that the plot was extremely toxic. It was so tragic! 
The male protagonist was not just a brown-noser, but he was also a coward and a despicable man. The female protagonist was not any better. They deserved to live with each other for the rest of their lives. 
All in all, this plot would definitely disgust the movie's viewers. 
It housed all toxic points! 
Pei Qian read his script again and again and found one last flaw—it was not long enough. 
He pondered for a moment and then added one more line at the end of the script. 
'If the script is too short, lengthen the part where the male protagonist watches television programs and advertisements in his room.' 
By doing this, Pei Qian would have no problems diluting the plot until the movie lasted two and a half hours, much less one and a half! 
It worked! 
Of course, Boss Pei was a benevolent man. He only wanted to dissuade the audience from buying tickets. He did not really want them to develop hatred for the movie. 
Thus, he decided to be kind to them and limit the movie's duration to an hour and a half. 
Pei Qian had no intention to come up with the other contents, like the characters' names, the exact lines, actions, backdrops, and transitions. He decided to leave these things to Huang Sibo and the others completely. 
As long as they did not mess up the story, there should not be any problems! 
Pei Qian had just completed his task and earned a hundred thousand yuan! 
He could not help but feel moved. It was getting easier and easier for him to earn money! 
… 
… 
At Fei Huang Workspace…
Huang Sibo had just received the script from Boss Pei. 
"Boss Pei is so efficient!" 
Huang Sibo was filled with respect once again. 
Other scriptwriters normally took three to five months to write scripts, even if it was urgent. If they were aiming to produce an excellent movie, they could even take up to a year and a half. 
Of course, this did not include scriptwriters who were full of stunts and who improvised during filming.
Yet, Boss Pei had written an entire script in just two to three days! 
Strictly speaking, what Boss Pei had written was merely an outline of the story. It was a long way from being a perfect script. 
Still, coming up with a story outline was no easy task! 
Huang Sibo quickly called Zhu Xiaoce over, and they read the script together. 
After seeing the script's unconventional format, Zhu Xiaoce became slightly light-headed.
Huang Sibo quickly said, "Boss Pei works in the game industry. Naturally, he wouldn't know the format for movie scripts. That's understandable. 
"The format isn't important. What's important is that we draw what we need from Boss Pei's idea."
Zhu Xiaoce pondered for a moment, realized what Huang Sibo had said was true, and then quickly adjusted his attitude. 
Both of them read the script once through, from beginning to end. 
Huang Sibo felt slightly dizzy. "This… why do I feel like this story would depress the audience? 
"The male protagonist is a penniless brown-noser. He works hard throughout the movie and almost attains bliss, but then he is immediately thrown from heaven to hell. 
"The female protagonist is equally miserable. She's dumped by the judge and has a tough time raising her child. She works hard to locate the male protagonist but then is shamed. 
"The most infuriating thing is that both of them practically asked for it. They had their chance to live a better life, but they wasted it. 
"How can that be?" 
He turned to face Zhu Xiaoce. 
Zhu Xiaoce did not respond immediately. Instead, he remained quiet for a long time before he suddenly held up his thumb and shouted, "It can!
"This script is great! 
"The story is deeply moving and invokes deep reflection. It criticizes how consumerism leads to exploitation, how the bourgeoisie suppresses humanity, and how wealth alienates people. It's extremely deep! 
"The events in the story are unexpected but reasonable. The twists and turns would make the audience applaud the movie in the end! 
"Boss Pei could actually come up with such an exciting story in just two or three days…?
"I can only say that Boss Pei is extremely gifted. No matter which industry he's placed in, he shows that he's entirely worthy of honor!"
Huang Sibo looked slightly confused. He had not expected Zhu Xiaoce to have such high praises for the script. 
"Until now, we have only produced jocular and humorous short videos. Are you sure our audience would like this story?" 
Zhu Xiaoce nodded confidently. "I'm very sure! 
"After reading this script, I feel like I have a telepathic connection with Boss Pei. I think I can see what Boss Pei is truly driving at. The audience might not like it, and that would mean the movie might not sell very well. 
"However, in the eyes of people who can understand it, the movie would definitely be a masterpiece!"


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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The Spring Festival Gala continued.
The entire world's Chinese population was trembling in excitement.
At this point in time of the past Spring Festival Galas, many people would be feeling tired due to their circadian rhythm and the time difference overseas. There were viewers who couldn't finish watching the event, or catch the ringing in of the new year as they went to bed early. However, it was different this year. It was getting quite late, but the eyes of the viewers were still beaming. No one was willing to turn their gaze away from the television, not a single person!
It was too exciting!
This year's Spring Festival Gala was a fucking drug!
They couldn't look away once they started watching it!
Hurry up, what other acts are there?
Hurry, hurry, hurry, we can't wait anymore!
That's right, what about the crosstalk? We're already halfway through the Spring Festival Gala, but why hasn't there been a crosstalk yet?
The language acts had always been the most anticipated acts for everyone. Up until now, almost all of the acts had been presented. Dancing, singing, acrobatics, magic, skits, and so on and so forth. Only the crosstalks had yet to make an appearance. A lot of people were waiting for this moment to arrive.
…
On TV.
The hosts were making announcements.
Finally, the first crosstalk arrived!
This was what the Spring Festival Gala was like. It needed to work on the bigger picture, and the flow had to be right as well. Earlier, the "Thousand-Hand Guanyin" and "Spring Days" had cheated many of their tears. As a result, they couldn't keep them constantly immersed in a feeling of sadness and would have to bring out a language act to relax the atmosphere. And bringing out a comedy at this moment was particularly critical and an even harder task. If it wasn't a strong enough act, it would have a hard time meeting the expectations of the audience. It would be really difficult to pull them out of the emotions the previous performances induced.
As to that, Zhang Ye had naturally taken it into account.
He was extremely confident in this act!
…
In the crosstalk world.
In a small circle's group chat.
"Those performers are way too spineless!"
"Hmmph, we can let it slide regarding that youngster Little Hu, but why did Old Liu and Old Li get pacified by Zhang Ye too? They really have no backbone!"
"This olive branch was offered to them by the Spring Festival Gala, so did you think they could reject it?"
"Old Liu and Old Li also did not clash with Zhang Ye back then. It seems like they were the smart ones by not participating in the denouncement of Zhang Ye by the crosstalk world."
"Let's see just what kind of a crosstalk they can come up with."
"It won't be good for sure."
"Hur hur, as if Zhang Ye could come up with a traditional script for the crosstalk!"
"Yeah, Zhang Ye's scripts are all too vulgar. They aren't good enough for the professional stage!"
…
Online.
Quite a few people were also discussing this.
"The crosstalk is here!"
"I've been waiting for such a long time!"
"The crosstalk script is provided by Zhang Ye as well?"
"Yeah, it's all by him."
"Will it be any good?"
"Uh, all of Zhang Ye's crosstalks seem to be a bit—"
"Yeah, how could he possibly know how to come up with a script for a Spring Festival Gala crosstalk?"
"Who knows?"
"Does this crosstalk have five, six people in it? How can they perform that way?"
"This is this year's first crosstalk. Let's see how it goes."
However, everyone was deeply shocked the moment the crosstalk was broadcast live on television!
…
On TV.
The info box[1] appeared.
The famous crosstalk actor, Li Xiangqi, appeared onstage with a laugh.
He was a chubby man and had a jolly demeanor about him. His appearance would make anyone feel like laughing.
Li Xiangqi was playing the role of the "head[2]" today.
Head: "Ai, let me tell everyone about something. I had a dream last night, and this dream was especially strange. I dreamed about my five senses, from—"
Eyes: "Yo! Head."
Head: "What?"
Eyes: "Haha! Haha!"
Head: "Hello, hello!"
Eyes: "Do you remember me?"
Head: "I dare not say I do! May I know what your surname is?"
Eyes: "My surname is Eye."
Head: "Wait…what?"
Eyes: "Eye."
Head: "Does your surname exist in the Hundred Family Surnames[3]?"
Eyes: "It's on the first line in the list."
Head: "Where is it mentioned?"
Eyes: "Zhào, Qián, Sūn, Yǎn (Yǎn being Eye)."
Head: "Never heard of that before! Zhào, Qián, Sūn, Yǎn? Zhào, Qián, Sūn, Lǐ!"
Eyes: "Ah, Zhōu, Wú, Zhèng, Yǎn!"
Head: "Zhōu, Wú, Zhèng, Wáng."
Eyes: "Féng, Chén, Chǔ, Yǎn."
Head: "Stop poking around already! Aren't you afraid that you'll poke yourself blind?"
Eyes: "No, I…"
Head: "What's your name?"
Eyes: "I'm Eyes."
Head: "Eyes?"
Eyes: "Ai, that's right!"
Head: "Aiya, who would be called something like that? Ah?"
Eyes: "Then what do you call this part of yours?"
Head: "Don't touch me! If you damage them, where am I supposed to get a replacement?"
Eyes: "So what do you call this part?"
Head: "These are my eyes."
Eyes: "Well, I am your eyes."
Soon after, the five senses came out onto the stage one by one and started a heated debate!
…
The live audience:
"Hahahahaha!"
"Aiyo, I can't take this anymore!"
"I'm dying of laughter!"
"My stomach is cramping up!"
"Hahahahaha!"
…
At Zhang Ye's maternal grandma's house.
His mother was clutching her stomach and was bent over from laughing.
His three sisters were staggering back and forth in laughter.
"Pfft!"
"Hahahaha!"
"That was so funny!"
"Our brother is too godly!"
…
Online.
"Awesome!"
"I've to take my hat off to this crosstalk!"
"Me too, I'm convinced!"
"There wasn't any Internet slang used, but it's still really funny to watch!"
"This format is quite novel too! But the language used and gags are still the traditional type!"
"Zhang Ye actually knows how to write traditional gags too? And he can even write them so well?"
"Yeah, I thought he only knew how to write those vulgar gags like he did in the past!"
"Hahahahaha, this is so enjoyable to watch! This crosstalk is amazing!"
"So a traditional crosstalk can be this funny too!"
"Zhang Ye has smacked the face of the crosstalk world!"
"Aiyo, it's so funny that I'm crying!"
…
The crosstalk world was blanketed with silence.
Tang Dazhang's face was sunken and he did not speak a word.
The other traditional crosstalk actors who did not make it to the Spring Festival Gala had their faces turn green with anger!
They did not get to see what they wanted to see!
How was this possible!
Zhang Ye wrote this?
So he was even capable of writing this sort of script?
So it turned out that it wasn't that he couldn't write something that would be good enough for a large-scale gala?!
The format was novel!
The idea was outstanding!
The points of laughter were frequent!
It was positive and healthy!
Even those people from the crosstalk world who were biased against him couldn't find any fault with this crosstalk of Zhang Ye's—which was most shocking to them!
…
In the production control room.
Little Wang was clapping in admiration. She whispered, "This crosstalk is hilarious. I would die laughing each time I watched it!"
Ha Qiqi also quietly said, "Yeah, it's such a novelty."
When Zhang Ye who next to them heard their whispers, he couldn't help but feel amused. Novel? If they knew that this crosstalk was actually an extremely old performance from the Spring Festival Gala decades ago in his previous world, he wondered what their expressions would look like.
Zhang Ye had pondered over which crosstalk to use for this year's Spring Festival Gala for a very long time. He had written out the acts one after another but also rejected them one after another. He didn't find them to be suitable at all. Finally, he clenched his teeth and brought out this masterful piece to help hold this Spring Festival Gala together!
Master Ma Ji.
"The Five Senses[4] Claim Credit."
This act saw a stunning debut today and won great cheers from the audience!
[1] https://youtu.be/J96tQUfVgIE
[2] More specifically, the brains.
[3] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hundred_Family_Surnames
[4] Five senses in TCM refer to the five sense organs (eyes, nose, ears, mouth, and tongue).


Zhang Ye was originally a mundane college graduate with aspiring dreams to become a star, but unfortunately has below average looks and height. However one day, he woke up and suddenly found himself in a parallel world! 
It’s like the same world, but wait a minute…many brands, celebrities and even famous works from his world changed and are gone in this new world! Armed with the profound literary knowledge of his previous world and a heaven-defying Game Ring that gives him magical items, stats and skills, Zhang Ye embarks on a journey to pursue his life-long dream of becoming famous!
Follow Zhang Ye as he takes the new world by storm, one plagiarized piece at a time, to hilarious reactions!

It was her first time writing a script but she was a great storyteller. She had a few international best sellers and her books had been translated to more than 40 languages already.
He did not know why these scripts were getting rejected. The plots were compelling, if the scripts were improved, they could definitely work out.
Sun Lian picked up the first pile of papers and seriously started reading it. This guy was genuinely requesting for her help and she happened to be free. She would really help him out, it was not a problem.
"Hmm… this script is more suited as a variety show. Even if it's detective work, the cases are not very compelling, to be honest. I would rather have a few rookie actors solve the cases in real time and make a variety show out of it. We have way better material than this," Sun Lian rejected the first script like that.
"Hmm… the detective variety shows already exist. I did not find any plot holes in the story," Choi Sang Ho replied. These scripts had been eating dust for a few years now in his office. It was very possible what he thought novel at that time was already a used formula now.
"If it were even two years ago, it could have been an appealing idea. I think you have been sitting on these gems for quite some time. See, this idea was implemented just one year ago. If you had pitched this first, you could have… oh wait. This case, I have seen it in some show. Let me check," Sun Lian suddenly brought out her phone. She was very sure she had seen what she was reading enacted somewhere. Was it a case of plagiarism? She had to dig into it. What if it really was. This script that Choi Sang Ho had, was it an exclusive script?
"Yes, this was in this variety show, pilot episode even. See this," Sun Lian showed Choi Sang Ho the information about the program she remembered. It was a Chinese variety show in the exact format she had described. But it was a two year old show and was very popular.
Suddenly, Choi Sang Ho started laughing loudly. Sun Lian looked at him, he was not laughing out of happiness, it was a look of betrayal. Was it really plagiarism?
"I knew it. This friend of mine, he was not truthful at all. He gave me this script and never talked about it. When it came to convert it into a show, he jumped the wagon right away, without telling me. Yes, the director of this show is my friend, the one who gave me your script. I am just so appalled right now," Choi Sang Ho went to his own phone and checked. The variety show that guy had created using the same script was a huge hit in China. It even had international audience. The worst part was that that guy never mentioned that the script in his hand was useless now.
"Did you buy this from him? If yes, then this is a definite case of plagiarism," Sun Lian picked up second one and started checking if that was made into something too. She felt so bad for Choi Sang Ho, that friend of his, that guy was despicable. Despite being her fellow citizen, she could not sympathize with him.
"It's okay. I did not buy it from him. I do not care if he became famous due to using this script. I am much sadder because he never mentioned it. All these works have been lying here for years. I am glad they found their places. But I deserved to know this information," Choi Sang Ho said in a depressed tone.
"I am afraid Director Choi, all these works have been adapted in one form or other. I am surprised you did not keep a track. Did you ever talk to him about these scripts at a later date? Like were a few of these formats your ideas? Because if they were, you need to sue that guy," Sun Lian told him in a straightforward manner.
Choi Sang Ho looked at the lady, stunned. He had heard of the Chinese people being very loyal to their country and would take the side of their fellow citizen more often than not. And here this lady was talking about suing a director of her own country?
"Don't look at me like that. I know what you are thinking. I am only going with what is right. I have been in this industry for so many years, how could I not know what is going on here? This is just so unfair," Sun Lian looked at those scripts and put them on the table. That director who had become famous using others' ideas was someone who needed to be grounded.
She had worked with that guy once in a drama and knew that he was a bad character. She had vowed to never work with him again. That hateful guy had not even spared his own friend.
"It's not his fault, it is mine to be naïve. Plus, he did not do anything illegal. He just gave me discarded scripts which I did not have rights to. If those got converted into something, I am glad. But now, I really don't have any ideas then. These were a few that I had kept with me in hopes that someone will some day invest in these ideas. No wonder no one was interested. They already existed," Choi Sang Ho chugged down two glasses of water after knowing the truth.
Then, was it possible that his friend was going to use Sun Lian's script too? He could not let his last chance go.
"Ms. Sun, I would like to buy the rights to your script," he announced, after calming down. This time, he would strike first and get everything solidified. He would not let that bastard get away and ruin the efforts he and his niece had put in this project.
"I will give you the rights to my script for free Director Choi. You do not need to worry," Sun Lian smiled apologetically. She would not let that guy get away with it either.


Mo Yifan rules the hearts of billions as one of the most celebrated Chinese idols. He has freedom, he has money and he has power.
But his life changes when he meets a down to earth orphan student, Chen Waan, in a foreign country on Christmas Eve, who is hired by his agency to become his... what? Translator and Idol Girlfriend?
Has his boss gone mad? He wants to debut her as his official girlfriend? What will happen to his popularity if he breaks the hearts of all the females in his fanbase?
Does this look funny to you? My career is on line here, and you are laughing?

Join the two bantering people, who are supposed to be in a relationship but can't see eye to eye. Will they end up falling in love or will they remain enemies? What is the motive of the the boss behind asking something unthinkable in the idol world?

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"Why are you really here? You definitely have an agenda," Mo Yifan asked the girl coldly as she trotted into his house with her suitcase.
"How would I know? Go ask your boss," Chen Waan shrugged her shoulders and infiltrated her way towards the empty room.
"You...," unable to refute, Mo Yifan could only gnash his teeth. He had thought she was a kind girl, but it looked like she was here for revenge, for he had abandoned her in that foreign country to fend for herself.
The girl smiled curtly, she loved that miserable expression of this guy. "Serves you right," she muttered under her breath.

Disclaimer: This novel will use people from all around the world. Any such global or local reference is not representative of the whole culture. Kindly do not take it to the heart. This novel is intended for entertainment purposes only.

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"Ugh, where am I.. reader, are you awake?"
You tilted your head to the author. He is exactly what the previous narrator described to be. Long brown hair, teenager, and moderately handsome. You tilted your head down only to realize that you are a dog. You take a look at your surroundings to notice, that you are located near the entrance of a dark cavern. The author goes beserk.
"OH NO, OH NO! The narrator. He.. he summoned me to another world. God, it's so worse that YOU are involved. Oh no, I'm going to get so many bad ratings. UGH!"
You listened to the Author clearly, and you raised your voice at him.
'That's odd for you to say. Because, in all honesty, weren't you the one that's supposed to summon me to another world?'
The author couldn't tell by your voice. It doesn't seem masculine or feminine. It sounded, neutral. However, he still understands every single bit of words you spoke through your mouth.
"Oh, reader, you talk?! And yes, I WAS supposed to summon YOU to another world, while I keep on planning and writing the plot. But, it seems that my own words attacked me, and now I'm summoned to THEIR world instead."
The previous narrator's voice echoes over the cavern.
"Of course, the reader can talk. It's up to them to continue. Now, I have hired a new narrator to do the work for me. And Author, if you were not so arrogant, and you actually progressed through the story, maybe I would have allowed you to control it. But, you were not that. You're arrogant."
Rather a slothful way to do things, but I digress. Let's just keep this story going at a pace, shall we? The previous narrator continues.
"And, this new narrator, is going to be the one to guide you through everything. Um, I'm not even finished with the world yet. Okay, it seems I also lack intelligence when I have these quote marks over the words. So, what shall I name this world?"
The Author left a slight smirk, listening to the previous narrator's faint whistles. The previous narrator than had an idea spark over his mind, and blatantly yelled at both you and the Author.
"Welcome to the world Nargonsto30120!"
The Author lightly chuckled, hearing the name of the Narrator's world.
"Sounds like a machine made it. It sounds so unoriginal. And hell, you even have numbers next to it. I already like the new Narrator. He's better than YOU!"
Why thank you, Author? But it seems like you have no knowledge of my origins. After you two got summoned to the Narrator's world, the Narrator summoned me and-
"This format of speaking is beyond confusing to the reader, so how about I change it?"
The Narrator interrupted me. You find yourself shocked, listening to what a mistake a story this could be. After a few seconds, the Narrator finally grabbed control of the Author's keyboard and began to make adjustments to the format of the story. The author leans to you and whispers over your fluffy ear.
[Format updated. Changing to... A script format for movies.]

Author: " Oh, now the Narrator is grabbing access to my computer. You know, this isn't supposed to happen. I don't know how this story is even progressing. Man, the Narrator DID lose intelligence. It's their fault honestly. DUMB! You're dumb! Hold on, why am I speaking like this? Why is my name next to my head?"
The previous narrator raised his voice, whilst trembling the world.
Narrator: "SILENCE! That's easily one of the easiest insults, you can come up with. Now, let me work on the world ahead of me, before things turn out messy and this web novel gets demolished to smithereens. I like this format of speaking. It's more of like a little play, rather than a story itself. Hopefully, it gives the reader a better time reading the novel."
The author leans to your ear.
Author: "I doubt it."
[You're faced with two decisions. To either exit the cavern, and not listen to the narrator or you can enter the cavern, and face whatever unknown things lie ahead of you.}
1.. [You decided to enter the cavern. Go to Cavern Chapter: Outcome A]

2. [You exit the cavern]
Despite the warning of the previous narrator, you decided to exit the cavern, along with the author. The world is unfinished, exactly what the previous narrator described it to be. The author whispers to you.
Author: "It's just a blank space. Just vast whiteness, nothing in sight."
You take a look to see, indeed, it is a vast plain of nothingness. No trees, no grass, no floors, no cabins, no humans, nothing. All it is is just a vast plain of nothingness. Unfinished is what you thought... just like this horrible mess of a story.
Author: "Wow, even the new narrator is sick of this story already? Maybe you should go back? Please?"
[You have a decision to make. You can either, continue onto the unfinished area, or, you can walk back, trace your steps, and enter the cavern, as the previous narrator ordered you to do.]
A: [Go back to the cavern] [Go to Cavern Chapter: Outcome A]

B.: [ Decide to continue on the unknown treacherous lands of the unfinished story.]
Despite the many warnings coming from the Author itself. You decided to travel to the unfinished area. Your paws get placed over the empty surface of the unfinished area. The Author looked confused as well, not knowing where you are anymore. The sight of the cavern's entrance faded away, and the voice of the Narrator yelled at you.
Narrator: "Huh? How did you manage to enter here?! I-I told you to go back to the cavern. This world is unfinished and you might-"
The Author interrupted the Narrator.
Author: "Actually, Narrator, maybe YOU should give me the controls back. I can write and develop a better story than you."
[You and the Author's presence gets warped back into the entrance of the cavern. Now you have yet, another decision to make.]
1. [Enter Danger itself..]
You made the nonsense decision to enter an infinite loop of the same series of events. Not continuing the actual part of the story.
[Go to Cavern Chapter: Outcome B]

2. [Go back to the cavern, as the Narrator intended.]
[Go to Cavern Chapter: Outcome A]

'The reader gets summoned to another fantasy world to fight the demon king and restore balance.


[This isn't a normal novel, web novel, or story. This is an adventure, that YOU the reader, are involved in. You stumbled upon a failure of an Author, which decides to push you into another fantasy world. However, due to the poor decisions that the Author made, the narrator got sick of his doings and decides to summon both you and the Author to a fantasy world.]

[Decisions have to be made, and you have to bring back order to this mistake of a book. Please, reader, I beg you, choose the right decisions.]

[If you're on mobile, please turn on the display settings to 'Scrolling' it would make things a lot easier for you.]


(A short mini-project wrote just for fun. The author in the story isn't me. It's someone else. I'm not that dumb.)



The preface is a very difficult chapter, especially for those who are complete freshers. Those who have no introduction, what will they write about themselves, because if I had an identity, I would have also said, my name is Afzal Razvi… must have heard the name… sorry, must’ve read the name. Well, my introduction is that I am a fresher to the world of books, and believe me, because I am new, I have brought something new with me. I am not new when it comes to writing, I’ve written some daily soaps, crime shows and web series for Bollywood. I used to write books as well, but I never complete them. Now that I’ve got a little serious, I present myself to all of you. 

Born in Mumbai, I grew up there. I did a screen writing course from ZIMA (zee tv institute of media arts). I Completed my Higher Secondary from Mumbai Board. I was never a fan of school or studies but somehow, I managed to study and whatever I studied is helping me today. The reason behind my passion for novel writing is my father. He is no longer with me, in this world. Even he used to write something, but due to the fact that he didn’t get any reasonable income out of it, his books remained in a box, and then came a time, where some of his books were devoured by mice. There were a few pages left, which were engulfed by Mumbai’s 26th July. 

Well, through kindle and other online platforms, I am bringing my first book in front of you in an e-book and paperback format. I also do not have such a backing at the moment, that I can bring this book into the market from any major publication and then spend tons of money betting on it. Trusting you all- my readers, I am presenting you with this book, which has taken 4 months of hard work and persistence. This book wasn’t completed just by my hard work, but also because of a few people who tolerated me and supported me during this process. My mother, who has always prayed for me. My wife Yasmin who often motivates me to complete the book. Some of my seniors, Hirdesh Kamble (Bollywood Director), Raj Sehgal (Bollywood Director) Deep Sharma (Bollywood Director Producer), Santosh Tamra (Bollywood Producer) and Sameer Salim Khan (Bollywood Director), these people are like a battery who have always motivated me, actually these people are the ones who’ve spoiled me by praising my writing skills. You all might be thinking- how pampered and spoilt this writer is! Ofcourse I am a write, but you all will be shaping me into an author. And yes, some of my friends who support me whole heartedly- Rafi Khan (Bollywood actor) who is also a friend and considers me his brother. He has been there with me through the ups and downs of my life, who has often spent many hours discussing my script and then giving me a genuine feedback, has always motivated me and has said to me- Afzal, you will definitely do something! 

There are a lot many well-wishers because of whom I have reached this part of my life. I am mentioning their names here as well- Javed, Romaan, Imran, Mushahid, Firoz, Asghar, Shafiq, Salim, Tausif; because I don’t want to hurt them in any sense. 

My brother, Akhlaq, Iqbal, Ashfaq, and my Sister, Shabana Shaikh-because of their blessings, this book is in your hands. In this book, I am going to show you all my “thrill-skills”. The novel has a fast pace- just like some south Indian movie. But even If you like slow paced books, you will still like it. This is my first book and I am apologizing right at the beginning for any mistakes which I might’ve made. My history Teacher used to say, apologizing to someone doesn’t make you small. Enough with all the talks, let’s get into reading- FALAK TALAK .


On the other hand, people outside were banging the door.
“You’re not supposed to climb the ladder of crime so quickly child….Stealing and muerder on the same day? You want a soap right? I’ll buy you many soaps.”
The inspector was luring the child. He was trying to make a deal to save his life because everything was in the hand of the child now. The inspector tried taking a step forward.
“Stop…Stop right there!”
The child yelled. The inspector was stunned. Everyone in the police station could now hear the child. Mhatre stuck his ear close to the door to find out what exactly were they talking.
“Okay…I wont move…See do one thing, keep the gun on that table… I promise I’ll let you go.”
“Why were you trying to remove my clothes?!”
Sabun questioned, in anger. He wanted to know what was going on in the inspector’s mind. 
“No, No reason at all. I was joking. Really. You took that joke seriously.”
“Tell me! Tell me!”
The child yelled. The police officer was now shivering in fear. Mhatre tried to listen to figure out what was happening inside.
“You..You are very beautiful. I wanted to see if you’d be the same without any clothes on.”
The child’s eye were moist. As soon as the inspector said that, the child pulled the trigger. A bullet was fired. Everyone outside now began to panic. The bullet just brushed past the inspector and pierced the wall of the room. Neeraj was now shit scared. He had a narrow escape, but he didn’t know for how long.
“You two feet motherfucker!”
“Me? Me? You’ll are motherfuckers!”
The child had made up his mind. There was a shine in his eyes. Neeraj tried to read his eyes but he was confused.
“What are you going to do? No! No! Mhatre save meee!”
Neeraj cried for help. But it was too late. The kid had fired the bullet

He was to be grounded for a year and would receive no jobs or gigs, etc.
As he sat at home, he decided to take some directing classes or scriptwriting courses to bring back the classics lost to time, and prove that he was right.
************
The year went by swiftly as he took on the required courses, of course, owing to the inferior quality of the current scripts, he focused on the more technical classes. As for the screenplay, he studied the modern format while ignoring everything else, following the extinct Earth format.
The script for the movie was a single actor movie, called Trials.
The script focuses on the only character in the story, Henrik Halong. He is a traveller, following the times, who ends up stranded on an island, with his ship on the other side of a tropical planet. The story follows him as he escapes from the island, using extinct survival skills alongside current techniques to leave the island. Then, making his way through the jungles to the location of his ship. All while, surviving the dangers on the planet. 
As Airic did not trust any other actor or actress, he opted to do it all himself. Not just the script, but the cameras, locations, etc. However, he did discuss it with Lunaria, his head bodyguard and Drala. 
Lunaria was intrigued by the script idea, as no one had thought to do anything similar. The market consisted of romance movies, or adventure/action. Even the plots were somewhat identical, as there had not been a new idea in years. Airic was intrigued by this fact, as he was shocked at the lack of creativity spanning years since the re-establishment of the Entertainment industry. 
Airic wrote the script swiftly, as there was very little dialogue involved, but as a result of this, it made the role even more challenging, as Airic would have to use his expressions alone to seize audience hearts.
It was apparent that this would be a test of both skill and the right background music to pull people into the scenes. As he was determined to make it perfect, he composed the music for some of the scenes, though, it would need to fit the scene once filmed. Drala had yet to find a planet suitable for the movie, as it would be difficult to do in a holo room, so filming had still to start. No matter the advances in holo room technology.
*************
It took months to find the right planet to begin filming, spent looking through the approved list and visiting each in the shortlist. At some point, Airic looked at informal 'undiscovered' planets- which were deemed relatively safe but had yet to be catalogued or surveyed. Then, as he was choosing, he heard about the new planet just placed on the list.
It was harrowing to get the approvals in place, as it was the first of its kind, regarding filming and permissions needed to film. 
Airic bought cameras capable of following and recording him, setting the auto features to follow him and choose varied views during the different scenes. Along with hidden microphones, along with some mechanical animals and plants to 'battle'.
To get a classic shot of the planet closing in with the ship, he utilised several cameras, drones from and cameras' on the vessel.  Filming continued when they landed, with Airic exploring the jungles of the planet. He spent days exploring, with the occasional log recorded on his terminal. He spent days like this, immersed in the character. Then he would look through th footage, delete some and redo some scenes, before moving on. This pattern, continued for weeks as he had to look like a stranded traveller, including the dirt, tan and threadbare clothing. 
Once many scenes had been recorded, he moved to one of the islands for the stranded island scenes. In this scenario, he had been attacked by an unseen creature while on his portable boat, losing his traveller's pack and boat, becoming stranded. He once again spent days surviving on the island, using both ancient and modern skills to stay alive. Then it was time for the swimming scenes. Here he had to fight several aquatic creatures to return to shore amidst the trees, before making his way back to the exploration ship on the other side of the world. It was supposed to be a suspenseful film, as the main character would face through tribulations before finding their home.
It took several weeks of filming but then came the post-production. Airic took courses on using digital software to edit the movie. It took him some time to understand what he was doing, but in the meantime, Lunaria hired an editor who was directed by Airic.
Another few weeks went by slowly or quickly, depending on who or where you were. For Airic and his meagre crew, it went swiftly as they worked against the clock to release the film to platforms in time for the year's best film award. They just barely made it, with Airic composing as they put together various scenes of the movie. Then Airic realised that the crew had no money for the final marketing shoot, which was needed to draw attention to the film.
In the end, Lunaria watched a preview and agreed to market the play.

A black-bellied idol trainee who is about to debut opened the door to the office for his contract signing, and finds himself in a different world, named Sartren.
Having no marketable skills he decides to continue working in the entertainment  industry, but:
*screechy song plays in the background*
"What in the world is that?!"
"It's the number one song, isn't it good? You're lucky that I had tickets to listen to this they disappear fast."
"Mama Mia." If any god is out there put me out of my misery, this is horrifying.

Then he tried going into drama and film, but:
"I-I'm speechless, all this was done in one room?" My eyes, they burn!!!!!
"I know right?! Isn't this the best film ever?!"

Then he thought to go into novel writing, remembering the plots to some of his favourite books, but:
"......"
"I can see that you are astounded by our literary works, this is the current bestseller."
"..... I've had enough! I can't bear to see anymore entertainment!!!" Who uses an essay as a book?!

This story is written like a screenplay/Script because it was originally supposed to be a play.

"Script" is the most general of the three terms, and is not reserved for any specific type of media. "Screenplay" specifically refers to the script of a film or television program. "Teleplay" is even more specific and is only used when referencing television scripts.

A play is a work of drama, usually consisting mostly of dialogue between characters and intended for theatrical performance rather than just reading. The writer of a play is a playwright. ... The term "play" can refer to both the written texts of playwrights and to their complete theatrical performance.

A playwright or dramatist is a person who writes plays.

A 2009 national study, "Outrageous Fortune," found that, on average, playwrights earned $25,000 to $39,000 annually from their work, with about 62 percent making less than $40,000 — among several findings that have spurred a still-continuing discussion about the state of playwriting.

What skills do I need to be a Playwright?
Literature skills.
Computer/IT skills.
Proof-reading skills.
Ability to listen and understand guidelines.
Creative thinking.
Imaginative ideas.
Time management.
Self-motivation.

Categories of Dramatists/Playwright
The three (3) categories Dramatists namely: Classical/universal dramatists. Modern dramatists. Contemporary dramatists.

Unlike standard literature, where the writer can explain and describe the who, what, when, where, how, and why of a story using long passages of descriptive narrative, the playwright has only three basic tools at their disposal: dialogue, stage directions, and structure.

A play or drama script is the story that has been written for actors to perform, with the term 'play' relating to a theatrical performance. People who write them are called Playwrights, and sometimes the physical scripts might be called manuscripts, while some historical scripts are called folios due to their format.

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They grew up in a cult community that as a culture killed Russians, Bonnie, Donald and Dr. Markus are Russians.

This is because 1000 years ago there was a war and before the war Russians used to oppress the black people so the black people rose up, some good Russians helped the black people rise up and for a time after the black people won the war and got into rule they made laws to stop the oppression and things got calmer and people were arrested for racism.

One day, 1000 years later, a black ruler was dying so he gave his crown to his nephew who hated Russians and the nephew turned black people against the Russians and created a whole culture of hating the Russians, this started tensions between the two races and literally got babies killed, mixed people were killed along with their Russian parents, black people who made babies with them would be kicked out of the community that used to be Christians and the nephew's son started a culture of killing Russians 1 time a month on the 13th day of the month.
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