Do you like adventure, love and tears? In this book, you will find that between to female  one from America and one japan two different languages born in two different places how will these to meet and how will they fall in love

Ayu adalah seorang yang pendiam dan tidak bisa melalui masalahnya sendiri.

Apakah Ana dapat membantu Ayu untuk menyelesaikan semua masalahnya.

Atau sebaliknya Ayu yang menyelesaikannya dengan cara dia sendiri.

Untuk cerita selengkapnya, kalian bisa baca disini

Selama ini aku salah dalam melakukan sesuatu, semoga perubahan ku ini dapat menjadikan aku manusia yang lebih baik lagi.

Karena perubahan yang sejati adalah mengubah diri menjadi lebih baik dan bermanfaat bagi orang lain.

April woke up one morning. This presentation would be very important for her future career at the company. 

Then she suddenly realized that she wasn't able to read the texts on her phone anymore. When she couldn't understand the news on her tv, she knew something was terribly wrong.

Her mind seemed to think in a different language!

After her fever subsided, Xia Ruya began coughing violently again for several consecutive days. She then gradually recovered and by the time she did, she had already lost a significant amount of weight.
Old Mrs. Wen had stopped going for her mahjong sessions. Although it seemed on the surface that she had merely stopped because Xia Ruya had moved back into the Wen Family, Wen Xinya knew that it was actually because Old Mrs. Wen had been on a losing streak which even the God of Fortune could not save her from. Hence, she had spent a bomb on a God of Fortune statue and altar which she placed at home. She would offer joss sticks to the statue thrice a day.
Wen Xinya would be filled with a bizarre feeling whenever she saw Old Mrs. Wen kneeling on the praying mat. 
Ever since Luo Le took Ning Shuqian's pulse, she had stopped creating any more trouble and never once used her pregnancy to wreak havoc.
Wen Haowen had been a caring and dutiful husband and would rush home to look after Ning Shuqian after work every day. He would also be at Old Mr. Wen's beck and call and do his best to be filial. Hence, he had no time to provoke Wen Xinya. 
At this point, she had no idea how far the preparations for her coming-of-age ceremony had progressed.
After a few days of Russian lessons with Si Yiyan, she had already mastered the six basic vowels and the various consonant changes and syllables. She had begun to wonder if she actually had some talent in picking up a new language. Well, at least… she had been learning well under Si Yiyan. Did talent vary from person to person too?
Si Yiyan said, "Repeat after me, Ялюблютебя!"
Wen Xinya gritted her teeth and said to Si Yiyan, "Si Yiyan, are you just trying to play a prank on me again? Do you really think I don't know that that phrase means 'I love you'? Hmph! I didn't watch so many Russian movies for nothing."
That phrase was the one that she had picked up within the shortest time. When she was watching a Russian movie and listening to the conversation between the male and female leads, she instinctively mimicked the way the male lead mouthed the words. After learning the phrase, she repeatedly recited it in her head and tried to memorize it.
Si Yiyan frowned and said suggestively, "Ялюблютебя!"
Si Yiyan's voice was warm and alluring, and he spoke in perfect St. Peter's dialect which had a strong accent and moderate pitch changes. The accented vowels were a little elongated and he made the romantic words sound extremely enticing, yet firm and mature.
"Ятожетебялюблю!(I love you too)" Wen Xinya looked at Si Yiyan with an alluring gaze which glowed vibrantly below the bright rays of the sun. Si Yiyan's sweet nothings seemed to have brought her into the beautiful and utopia-like Garden of Eden.
Si Yiyan was the most romantic man in the world who could whisper the sweetest sweet nothings and was never stingy when telling her that he loved her. She knew… that the most moving sweet nothings were kept deep within the labyrinths of one's heart. Passion would burn all the time and the flowers in love would always be in bloom.
Si Yiyan looked at her with an alluring gaze and said, "You've learned well, but you have room for improvement."
He then slowed down and repeated the phrase to her.
Wen Xinya stared at him and watched every movement of his lips. It was a delicate and soft moment, after which his tongue would move with every intonation, making him appear suggestive and sexy.
Just like before, Si Yiyan was hard to please and continuously made her practice again and again.
Wen Xinya noticed that his eyes seemed to glisten like fireworks whenever she recited the phrase. 
He would grin wider with each time she recited the phrase.
Every time she recited the phrase, he would beam with joy. 
Despite knowing that Si Yiyan was just nitpicking on purpose, she decided to give in to him and her heart fluttered like a blooming flower.
"Я…"
Si Yiyan kissed her rosy lips and stuck his tongue into her mouth passionately.
"Are you thirsty? he asked suggestively.
"Hooligan," Wen Xinya remarked coquettishly, pounding his chest teasingly while glaring at him. She could not help but be reminded of the time when Si Yiyan duped her into repeating the Russian phrase again and again until she was parched. He also had helped quench her thirst by kissing her.
Despite being incredibly aroused and overwhelmed with excitement, Si Yiyan decided to suppress his urges at the thought of her turning eighteen in less than a month.
Wen Xinya asked in a soft and raspy voice, "Si Yiyan, how many languages are you proficient in?"
Si Yiyan stared at her charmingly with an ambiguous smile on his face. He answered, "I usually converse in five languages: English, French, German, Russian and Chinese."
Wen Xinya gazed at Si Yiyan in puzzlement and asked, "What about the ones that you rarely use?"
Si Yiyan was trying to mislead her. However, she was no longer the silly Wen Xinya who would be pranked easily. She did not believe that he was only proficient in five languages. 
Si Yiyan's eyes lit up and he said, "I usually pick up the local language after staying at a certain place for six months."
Seeing that he had still given an evasive reply, Wen Xinya squinted and flaunted her teeth at Si Yiyan. "Which countries have you stayed in for more than six months? Tell me about it!"
There must be something fishy, she thought.
Si Yiyan had no choice but to answer, "I'm basically proficient in about tens of languages."
He did not wish to attack her and hurt her ego. However, she really lacked talent in learning languages… After all these days, she had only managed to master the basic vowels and changes in consonants. Back when he was in Russia, he managed to pick up some conversational phrases within just a few days.
Wen Xinya's eyes widened and she screeched in disbelief. "Tens of languages!?! That defies the law of nature!" 
Si Yiyan was only 23 years old this year and it was not logical for him to have spent half a year in each place, since he had mastered tens of languages.
She then got increasingly agitated and glowered at Si Yiyan angrily. "Si Yiyan, you must be God's illegitimate son. Otherwise, why does God love you so much? He blessed you with ravishing good looks, an extremely wealthy family background, unbelievable talent, and incredible intelligence…"
Wen Xinya got angrier and angrier as she continued. At last, she turned as red as a tomato.
Si Yiyan stared at her rosy cheeks and said, "Now that I think about it, Heaven does seem to love me a lot."
Wen Xinya glowered at him and showed her teeth.
Si Yiyan chuckled and said, "However, Heaven loves you more. He gave you such an outstanding man. What's not to love?"
Wen Xinya cocked her head and guffawed. "Haha, Si Yiyan… you're just praising yourself! But… you're right. Heaven does love me!"
Not only was she given a new lease on life, she was also given kinship, friendship… and the outstanding Si Yiyan.


Originally born from a wealthy family, she ends up leading a vagrant life for fifteen years. However, when she is eventually found by her family, she falls into another devious plot and eventually dies tragically. 

Fifteen years after her rebirth, ravenously raging for revenge, she tears down the hypocritical mask of the foster daughter who had taken her place, and reduces her greedy stepmother and stepsister back to their original sorry states. 

To the jerk's profession of his deep love for her, she only has one thing to say, "Get the hell out of my life. The love you speak of humiliates love!" 

Regardless of the appearances of you monsters, I’ll take in it my stride with my capability, building a business dynasty of my own, sitting in the depths of my riches, bathing in the glistening limelight of the world. 

A certain rich empire's CEO: "Don't mind me. I'm just leaving my mark here to declaring my possession rights; I’ll wait patiently for you to grow up!" The queen's mighty return with commercial warfare fully within her grasp, she navigates the power struggles with skill and verve. When it comes to scheming conspiracies, all she has to say is, "Who are you again? Don’t even bother!"

Hello!
Before you begin reading, I just want you all to know that this novel will have a mixture of different cultures, languages, and Gods.
I believe in the saying that "words have power" and what I like to do is I like to combine different languages together to make it something completely new. So please forgive me if you feel offended but I won't change it. I love the different languages that are spoken, and I love the different cultures around the world. It is so fascinating to learn about them.
Another thing is that some of the words may be a bit…butchered I guess…again please forgive me but I love combining the words together. And I guess it doesn't exactly help when I'm using google translate for most of my words…but that's pretty much it…
So, if you guys are confused or want questions answered please comment either on the jemoticons or along the reading! I'll do my best to answer as soon as I can!
Thank you for reading! Enjoy!
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P.S. I'll put in the [Author's Thought] the combined words that I used and how I say them. But if it's too complicated then you guys can just pronounce it however you feel like. I'll be using a lot of crazy and probably really tongue twister like words. Below is how I'll put it up.
1. Combined words here (how I say them here):
- foreign "word" here = definition (language used here)
I'll also "quote" the word I took/used from the foreign word in combination to create the new word.
Sneak peek/example...
1. Yattedok (yah-teh-dohk):
- Bun"dok" = mountain (Filipino)
- Jätte/"Yatte" = giant (Swedish)
Comment if it gets confusing...
P.P.S. If you guys have words (even curse/cuss words) from your own language that you wanna share then please go ahead and you can post it here! And who knows....I'll maybe put it up along the way! :)

“As you are my champion, I’ll bless you with my blood. All of my strength and knowledge in combat will go to you. I hope that in future you will join me in the realm above.” The drop fell on the puff. “But be careful,” he continued to speak as the blood was absorbed into it, “do not fall into carnage and bloodlust.” The puff began to shake as if in pain. Its color rapidly changing from pure black to blood red to white, until the color gradually settled onto white. “Or I will have to kill you myself.”
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On a planet created from blood and chaos, a child is born with memories of a different past. 
Lalah Red-Dawn, born with the grace of an Original, is destined for a life of battle. She is fated to become something that is looked down upon by those who are mortal and those who are divine. But when the strings of fate ties a noose around the inhabitants of the universe, everyone will have to put their differences aside to face the darkness that draws near. Lalah and the other inhabitants of the universe will have to fight the upcoming darkness with the help of the Gods. 
But as a child raised in chaos, will the universe be able to handle her hunger for battle, as well as face her carnivorous appetite?

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Thank you for reading this novel! I'm still a beginner at writing so my grammar might be...bad...but I'll do my best to satisfy everyone. I also go to school and work part-time too, so the chapters might not be consistent but I'll do my best to update when I can. Thank you again for reading! I hope you enjoy!

Ren arrived just in time for dinner. Excitedly Fae immediately ran to the door to greet him when Linda informed her that Ren was home.
"Hey ... how was the conference? How have you been all day?" asked Fae enthusiastically as she met Ren by the door.
The man was amazed to see Fae's attitude. She looked so happy to see him. The man realized he had never experienced having anyone looking so happy to see him come home. In this mansion, there were only several staff and they were all too distant from him. 
This feels... heartwarming.
Ahh... it felt so good when someone was waiting for us to come home, Ren thought to himself.
He reached his hands and embraced Fae who came to him. Ren kissed the girl's forehead and answered in a cheerful voice. "The conference was a success. I'm fine. What kept you busy today?"
Fae discussed some of the books she had read as she walked hand in hand with Ren to the dining room.
"I was just trying to see if I spoke a language other than the five I was familiar with yesterday, so I went through all the books in your library to see if there were any more books in other languages ​​that I recognized," Fae replied.
"So? Do you speak any other foreign languages?" asked Ren with interest.
Fae shook her head and replied with a low voice. "No. Only those five."
Ren ruffled Fae's hair with a laugh. "It's already great that you are able to speak five languages. Why do you sound sad?"
"Hmm ... but you speak ten languages," said Fae again.
"Ahh ... we are different. I've studied various languages ​​for over 20 years and I AM a genius."
Fae admitted that Ren was right. "You're right, I should be grateful to speak five languages. Ahh .. I really want to remember where and how I learned all those languages. I don't think I learned them in school."
"Later, I will help you find more information about your parents," said Ren. "After we come home from Monaco, I'll take you to Italy and Romania. Who knows, we might find clues about your childhood with your parents there."
Fae's eyes lit up at hearing Ren's words. She hugged Ren and exclaimed happily, "It will make me so happy! Thank you so much!"
"Hmm ... don't thank me just yet. We won't necessarily find any clues," said Ren firmly. "But I promise, I'll try my best."
Fae just nodded happily. She couldn't wait to live her life with Ren, and then explored places from her past so that she could retrieve some memories from her childhood with her parents.
They ate dinner in a warm and romantic atmosphere. As usual, the two of them didn't talk much, but Fae could feel Ren's warmth and care for her.
After finishing their meal, Ren invited Fae to sit and chat in the library while enjoying a sweet port. Port was a type of sweet red wine typical of Portugal.
"This port is a personal gift from a member of the conference delegation. He is Portugal's minister of environment and has his own vineyard in Porto. He brought it especially for me," Ren said as he poured the port into Fae's glass. "I feel like this special port should be enjoyed with a special person too."
"Ahh ... thanks," said Fae. She waited for Ren to finish pouring the port for himself and then they toasted.
"I've spoken to Amelia and she will prepare everything for us to travel to Monaco," said Ren. "My schedule next week is quite busy, so, I can't spend so much time with you. You have to find things to do to entertain yourself. You can do some gardening, knitting, reading, or you can look for a school ... whatever you want. I'll be busy working."
"Very well," Fee nodded. "Is Amelia coming with us to Monaco?"
She was curious to see what Ren's secretary was like. Was Amelia pretty? From her name, she sounded like a beautiful girl ...
"No. Amelia will take care of my work here. I don't need her in Monaco," Ren replied.
"Oh, I see." On the one hand, Fee was a little relieved that Amelia was not coming with them, but on the other hand, she was still curious to know what kind of person Ren had worked closely with.
Eventually, however, Fae decided not to overthink it and refrained from asking questions about Amelia before Ren introduced them properly.
"After we get married, what do you want to do?" asked Ren.
"Uhm ... I want to find a school. I want to continue my education so I can—" Fae suddenly turned silent. She really wanted to be an educated girl so that she could keep up with Ren. She didn't want to embarrass him because he had a wife who was a country bumpkin and didn't go to school.
"Why are you quiet?" asked Ren in surprise. "I love it when you want to study. You can decide what you want to study, I'll help you go to school."
"Thank you," said Fee, nodding. "I want to study literature. I love reading. I understand several languages ​​already. It would be nice to compare literary works from different cultures and languages."
"Sounds good," Ren nodded in agreement. "I personally prefer natural sciences like physics and maths, but knowledge is knowledge."
Fee knew that Ren worked at SpaceLab before he was asked to return to Moravia by his royal family. The man was world-famous as the youngest professor to head the Space Exploration division at SpaceLab. 
He used the name Ren Hanenberg without any mention of his aristocratic status and managed to hide his identity for years.
"Do you miss your old life?" asked Fee attentively. She knew Ren did not want power and hoped to escape his duties as the successor to the Moravian throne by the royal family. Fae wanted to know if Ren actually wanted to return to SpaceLab.
Ren didn't answer for a long time. His face looked like he was thinking hard and remembering something. He then shook his head.
"I don't miss my old life. There are so many things I want to do in the future," replied Ren at last. "You will be a part of it all."
"Oh .." Fee nodded happily at Ren's words. Whatever he wanted to do, as long as Fee was in it, the girl would be delighted to be part of it.
"So .. you will go to school and learn about literature?" Ren confirmed Fee's plan. He poured another port into their glass.
The girl nodded firmly.


[COMPLETED]
He thought he wasn't capable of love... until he met her.

Can a marriage survive when 'love' is one-sided? Is the love of one person enough for two? Can you forgive the enemy when the person who destroyed your life is the person you love the most?

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Vega Linden was taken away from her doting parents and led a desperately lonely life in a quiet village, not knowing who she was. There, she met the prince who came to give her family.... or so she thought. 

She was the sun that shone over his darkness, the flowers that bloomed in his spring, the only woman he would ever love... if only he could.

This is the story of the prince who cannot fall in love and the missing heiress.

The book covers revenge and how love conquers all. Can bad people turn good? Will kindness really defeat evil? Can you forgive people who had hurt you so badly that you want to destroy the world just to make them pay?

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This novel shares the same universe as my two novels: "The Alchemists" and "Finding Stardust".

This is the sequel to "The Alchemists". You don't have to read it to start with this book, but I think if you do read it, you will LOVE it.

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- The Cursed Prince - Ongoing
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- Till Death Do Us Part - Completed
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Hello! I have a story idea but I'm not good enough a writer to actually do it so id like one of you to write the story!! id get credit for the idea and cover while youd get the rest of the credit for writing it! 

The story line is

In England a young woman (23) called Anastasia Smith opens a cáfe called cáfe bluebelle, her first customer is a nonbinary person named Jayden Daives, who goes in looking for a job opportunity but Anastasia uses incorrect pronouns for them. Anastasia appoligizes and continues to use correct pronouns for them. Cáfe Bluebelle is a short love story between a female and a nonbinary person, there will be a lot of fluff amd depending on which content the writer may use smut.

Character Profiles

Anastasia Smith

Hair Colour: Ginger
Eye Colour: Blue
Hair Length: Medium
Background: English
Languages: English & Russian
Fav Colour: Yellow
Future Love Interest: Jayden Davies
Height: 5'9

Jayden Davies

Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Brown
Hair Length: Short
Background: English 
Languages: English & Welsh
Fav Colour: Orange
Future Love Interest: Anastasia Smith 
Height: 5'4
Bonus: Freckles

Huang Xuan felt bad luck. He had caused a mess with a spring water bottle, and the girl before him had been the direct victim. He hadn’t recognized her, but now his smile had given him away.
Paulino was teaching the class passionately. Huang Xuan shrank his head and asked in English, “You are?”
“Galatea.” She smiled again. Her eyes and brows all turned into new moons.
With Rolin’s help, Huang Xuan responded quickly, “The Goddess of the calm seas?”
Galatea was the name a Greek sculptor gave to his best sculpture. Later, he fell in love with Galatea, but when Galatea woke up, she regarded the sculptor as her father. Many suitors fought for her or even for just one look at her. The kind Galatea cried so much that she became blind. She thought she didn’t deserve to have come to the world, so she jumped into the river one evening and killed herself. After her death, she was called “The Goddess of the calm seas”.
Rolin had explained the meaning of the name as plainly as he could. Huang Xuan thought that Rolin’s chatter had never been so useful as right now.
Galatea was surprised. In Greece, her name could be understood by many people, but now it was Brazil, and the teenager who was even younger than herself wasn’t even a westerner. 
At this moment, Paulino was teaching the Spanish wording structure. Huang Xuan said in a low voice,
 “We missed each other, and you decided to look beside,
“The blue eyes just passing by are looking at you,
“From the moment I saw you,
“The glimpse, the silence.”
Although the intonation was jerky, Galatea was smiling, showing her white teeth.
The Chinese writer Li Ao had once said that when a man saw a beautiful woman, all his body parts became soft except one. It was such a simple thought. Huang Xuan wasn’t a grown-up yet, but he thought he had become a man. Now the fact spoke louder.
“I am Huang Xuan,” the “man” introduced himself slowly in English.
“I understand Spanish.” Galatea seemed to have forgotten what had happened at the airport. “We can communicate in Spanish.”
Huang Xuan shrugged. Finally, he saw the importance of languages Rolin had been talking about, but he barely knew anything about Spanish. 
“I…” he squeezed out in English.
Then he shut up again. Galatea craned his neck, with her hair hanging down softly. 
“Rolin, can you help me learn foreign languages really fast?”
Rolin complimented Huang Xuan on his spirit. “There are no such ways. Even when the base reaches level 21, it will still need two months.”
That gave Huang Xuan something to expect in the future. He decided to give Galatea a good impression first. He looked at his phone, stood up and said, “Sorry.” Then he rushed out from the back door.
On his way home, he kept reminding Rolin, “Remember Galatea’s looks and then tell me her phone number.”
“No problem,” Rolin gave a pleasant answer.
Huang Xuan decided to work hard on foreign languages. It occurred to him that he didn’t even know where Galatea came from.
Huang Xuan wasn’t used to cutting school. He sat there, panting. He wanted to do something, anything, but his mind was in a mess. He just sat there, absent-minded, until dinner was ready.
“Rolin, should I write her a letter?” 
“To whom?”
“Galatea!” Huang Xuan pronounced that name smoothly.
“That will be a love letter,” Rolin said honestly. Huang Xuan’s face went pink. He mumbled something and started writing. Then came the problem. Since he had never written a love letter before, and he wasn’t good at writing, writing a love letter to a foreigner seemed beyond him.
“Hey, any good ideas?” He had to ask Rolin for help.
“What?” 
“The love letter. Do you know how to write one?”
“No,” Rolin said bluntly.
“I am hurt. I can’t believe you refused to help me when I need you so much,” Huang Xuan pretended to grieve.
Rolin didn’t fall for it but still offered his help: “I suggest you translate an ancient Chinese love poem.”
“Poem?” Poems were good. His father loved literature. Huang Xuan nodded his head in satisfaction. “But which one to translate?”
“An Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River by Cao Zhi1,” Saying this, Rolin started translating it and displayed the Chinese and Greek versions to Huang Xuan by energy projection. Meanwhile, he read in a low voice,
“She has a thin neck and fair skin,
She doesn’t wear make-up and ties her hair up high,
Her eyebrows curve slightly,
Her lips are red and her teeth white, 
Her eyes are sparkling,
With dimples in her cheeks, she is so beautiful and elegant,
She speaks gently and charmingly…”
Although Huang Xuan had heard the story that Cao Zhi had been able to write a poem when he had been seven years old, he had never heard of An Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River. He had spent most of his time fooling around with Liu Penggang.
Even though he didn’t get it, the poem moved Huang Xuan. Art was similar. Whoever could appreciate beauty could do art too.
Rolin was imitating Huang Xuan’s tone as he read the poem. Then he started to read the Greek Version of it, which had been translated beautifully in a classical style. It sounded uncertain, misty, and as peaceful as the moonlight.
Huang Xuan was lost for a minute. When Rolin finished reading, he asked, “Will she believe that I wrote it?”
“She doesn’t know you. As long as you possess this quality when you see her again, it is yours.”
Huang Xuan was encouraged, but he knew himself well. Not to mention writing a poem in Greek, he could barely write an article in Chinese. He couldn’t even finish a composition in months. He didn’t understand why Rolin had insisted on letting him learn foreign languages.
He spread his hands and said, “Fine, I will learn Greek from you, but I can stop it anytime.”
“OK,” Rolin agreed, as long as Huang Xuan was willing to take the first step.
“When shall we begin?”
“The upgrade of the base to level 21 will take about one week. Just wait.”
 
Note:
Cao Zhi (192-232), a poet and essayist of the Han Dynasty.


Many people felt frustrated by the lack of knowledge after time travel.

Many took their laptops with them during time travel and fell into an awkward situation with deficient electricity.

Many others took the troops with them and found that there were only logistics of 19th century.

Countless predecessors had died on the way, numerous on the land of another world. 

A large number of people had achieved both success and fame after time travel, but failed to find the way back home. 

Do you still regret not remembering the formula of glass?
Are you still confused about the ingredients of gunpowder?
Are you still trying to perfect the shape of mirrors?

Nowadays, a lot of colleges and universities are rushing about, looking for sponsorship; many institutions are drifting along the wave of bank notes; a host of experts’ and professors’ subjects have been brought to a halt  because they are short of funds.

There is a solution to every problem.
...



It was morning again, Long Tian woke up, brushed, bathe, ate and went to school. In school however, he was very cautious about his words, as the system said he can propose to anyone regardless of gender, Long Tian did not even use the words I and You even in basic conversations.

Soon, it was snacks break at 11AM. A chubby hand landed on Long Tian's shoulder, it was his friend Shi Cheng. Although you can't call him a friend as Long Tian didn't have any, he was somewhat close to this Shi Cheng. He got along well with this "Fatty Shi" as the other students call him.

But now, thinking back to how in every System Novel the MC always has a Fat Friend in school, he immediately got annoyed after seeing this fatty smile like Maitreya Buddha.


As if noticing something wrong with his expression, the fatty asked "Bro Long, is there something wrong, tell me if there's some trouble, I, Fatty Shi will go and solve it for you."
Long Tian frowned. "Fatty, How many times have I told you not to call me Bro Long, address me as either Bro Tian or Long Tian. That name Bro Long is so overused that almost any random villain in any random novel will have it."


Author's Note : Bro Long or Brother Dragon. This name will be very familiar to you if you have read a lot of novels. Like literally for every 5 novels on the internet, 4 will have a villain who is called Brother Dragon.

"Haha.. sorry sorry, don't get angry Bro Lon.. I mean Bro Tian. I was just joking."

"Cut the crap, what did you find me for?" Asked Long Tian.


"Well, you know Bro Lon.. *cough* Bro Tian that even though your other subject scores are average, your English score is the highest in class, so this Fatty here would like to borrow your English notes for preparation. I will give it back at lunch."


What Fatty Shi said was true, Long Tian's Chinese and English scores were above everyone in class. Long Tian liked languages very much and always wanted to learn various languages. 

This coupled with the foreign trips he went to with his parents every summer from a young age, his English was slightly better than the average Chinglish. Even though his english is not understandable to those foreigners, he was a step ahead of his classmates. He still had a strong yearning to learn different languages.


"Fine, whatever.. just take it." As such, Long Tian gave his English notes to Fatty Shi.

Fatty Shi became ecstatic and happily took Long Tian's book.

"Haha, truly my Bro.. If it were not for your notes and help I would have failed this damn subject long ago. Thank you bro, I Love You, I'm really grateful. Fatty will never forget your help." 


After those words of joy Fatty Shi hurriedly went back to his place. Then, suddenly

[Ding]
[Task Complete!]


"Pfft.. How is the task complete?, it was for me to propose my love right, how did somebody else's 'I Love You' trigger my mission completion!?!?"


[Ding, Works Either Way.]

Long Tian lost his mind. " This.. you call this PLOT??, this is a bloody Plot-Hole. Damn you, you stupid system, you are a Plot-Hole System. Nothing makes sense."

[Reward : All Attributes +5, Appraisal (Supernatural Ability), God of Cooking (Skill)]

Long Tian is your everyday average person who just wants to lead a normal & peaceful life. But things just don't tend to go our way in life, suddenly receiving a System that seems to be a shameless combination of all the systems from the various overrated System Novels that he hates, his peaceful life is now a pipe dream. Let us follow Long Tian in this refreshing journey and see what fate has in store for him.

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the love languages novel

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Rebirth: The White Rabbit Loves to Fight

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Time Smuggling Starting from the Year 2000

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