The Herbal Scents of Farm Life
Suddenly finding herself in a rural setting, Lin Caisang became the village's renowned 'Star of Wealth and Honor'. Surrounded by unique relatives, they treated her as if she were a rare panda—held preciously in their palms for fear she would fall and gently kept in their mouths lest she dissolved.
Meet the exceptional relatives:
The Powerhouse Father, who declared, "You want Sangsang to get married? You'll have to get past me first."
The Stingy Mother, questioning, "What does she need a husband for? She can have all the fine food and a carefree life with me!"
The Sly Grandfather, suggesting, "Girls shouldn’t have to do the dirty, tiring work. Quick, call over your brother!"
The Majestic Grandmother, fiercely proclaiming, "Who dares to bully Sangsang? Let them face a fight to the death with me!"
The Protective Brother, assuring, "Little sister, all the good food is for you. I am not hungry!"
Holding her flabby flesh, Lin Caisang wept without tears: "Let me go! I need to lose weight!" Meanwhile, the strikingly handsome, icy man next door not only protected and spoiled her in secret but also had a not-so-simple identity.....
Slightly Attractive · General
How to introduce art, ideally in its multifacetous form, to contemporary youngsters? "Easy," said Chang Yu. "Let's select some representative works from all kinds of art, weave it into a serialised online story, and spice it up with reincarnation, life-with-rpg-like-system obsession - brought by the spirit of time." What about the plot? "Eh, it's not that important. Just use a good enough ambition from the MC as a guideline. More importantly, fill it with relatable conflict and offer some good old face-smacking as solution, to better boil the young ones' blood," Chang Yu continued. Let's face it: this author is bloody genius as he is ambitious. The art introduced in the book is, understandably, biased towards a Chinese ones. However, for some reason, the important turning points in Zhang Ye's (mis)adventure is marked with Western literature; The Song of Stormy Petrel (Maxim Gorky) for the very start of his career and I Died For Beauty - But Was Scarce (Emily Freaking Dickinson) for his engagement. The plot is seemingly repetitive, indeed. But that's not the point. The blatant 'plagiarism' is also not the point. The point is to introduce a work of art to the readers, giving it some context for an easier starting point for interpretation, maybe some perspective from expert and layman, and then hoping that the readers will be interested to dig more information by themselves, or even listen/read/see the particular work of art by themselves. All in all, it's a fun story by itself. But if we break its cocoon, this story is a finger pointing to the moon. A mere signpost showing us a greater goal. It's perfectly fine to enjoy IRAS as it is. However, I would like to encourage the reader to try to use it as a gate to the world of art.