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Le spécialiste d'arts martiaux devenu magnat du cinéma

[Industrie du divertissement + Héroïne forte + Histoire rafraîchissante + Identité cachée] Le Jeune Maître de Secte de la Secte Tang, Tang Shu, expert en Techniques de Poison et Armes Cachées, avait transmigré et était devenue une débutante de 18e rang, débutant comme actrice secondaire. Après la diffusion d'une émission de variété : Détracteurs : "Je pense réellement que Tang Shu est assez mignonne. Ai-je un problème ?" Lorsque l'Institut national de recherche en génie mécanique annonça : Mlle Tang est notre consultante de recherche désignée clé. Détracteurs : "Quoi ????" Lorsqu'un expert autoritaire en médecine chinoise révéla lors d'une interview : Le développement d'un nouveau type de médicament doit beaucoup à Tang Shu. Détracteurs : "N'est-ce pas juste trop coïncidentiel ?" Lorsque le département de restauration de porcelaine déclarait ouvertement : Personne ne surpasse Tang Shu dans les domaines de la restauration de porcelaine et de la calligraphie et peinture. Détracteurs : "Cette fleur de lotus blanche ne devient-elle pas un peu trop enivrante ?" Lorsqu'un grand V de Weibo avec des millions de fans a accidentellement révélé son visage lors d'une diffusion en direct... Les détracteurs ont tous déclaré que leurs esprits étaient soufflés ! *** Jing Yu, le fils favori du ciel, avait toujours eu une main de fer et une carrière réussie jusqu'à ce qu'il rencontre Tang Shu. Dans le cinéma, après avoir regardé quatre ou cinq films à la suite, il réalisa que la personne assise à côté de lui n'avait pas changé, savourant le popcorn avec beaucoup de plaisir. La gorge de Jing Yu bougea légèrement ; cette femme flirtait avec lui. Face à face dans un café, elle sortit nonchalamment une paille double face et la plaça dans sa coupe. Les yeux de Jing Yu virèrent au rouge ; cette femme flirtait définitivement avec lui !
Rain Chen Zhenzhen · 27.4K Views

LEGENDARY WARLOCK: ASCENT OF THE ARCANE ARTS

Millenniums ago, a great and terrifying evil was unleashed in a world known as Vanthrok, armies of vicious beasts and demonic monsters of every kind were led by their leader Krunan with the intent to conquer it as they did with other worlds. As a result, millions of people died in that dark age. They devoured everything and caused chaos everywhere but then a group of people, all nine in number, came together and defeated the monsters along with their leader. They were known as the Legendary Warlocks and so centuries passed, an orphan named Zorazel was adopted and trained by a former warlock after being attacked by assassins. His guardian and Master, Dalon trained him to become a strong warlock. After many years of training, he had become extremely skilled in both martial and magical arts, he also became friends with some people. Soon the day of reckoning came, there was a fierce battle and Dalon was fatally wounded with a demonic poison. Before that battle, the middle aged man had already informed Zorazel that he was the son of a great, famous warlock who stole a Golden Emerald that contained numerous great skills which are all features of a special form of magic called Infinite Annihilation Magic. He stole it from his evil comrade, the present Great Warlock of the North-Western Region, a total of twenty kingdoms under him. If the Emerald had remained in the wrong hands, it would spell doom for the world so it was taken and was sealed in him when he was a child. As a result, his father got murdered by his comrade he took it from, and he was still searching for it. Later on, a dark evil was again unleashed on Vanthrok again with the desire to cause chaos. Zorazel with his comrades and master all come together to confront it. Will they be able to succeed in this unpredictable warfare?
Alexander_Ifenaboh · 2.8K Views

The Art of Fusion

Leon sat cross-legged in the middle of his dimly lit room, his brows furrowed in intense concentration. A single candle flickered beside him, casting long shadows on his face. With his narrowed eyes, a slightly crooked grin, and his hood draped low over his head, Leon looked less like an innocent 12-year-old experimenting with magic and more like a nefarious villain from a cheap mystery novel. In front of him sat his subject of choice—a small, trembling gray cat with wide, terrified eyes. Its tail twitched nervously, and it tried to edge away, but Leon's outstretched hands blocked its escape. “Don’t be scared,” Leon whispered in a low, gravelly tone, trying to be reassuring. “This will… probably be fine.” To the cat, however, his words sounded like a devilish chant. Its fur bristled as it tried to back away, but Leon gently nudged it closer with a book. “Trust me,” he said again, his grin widening. To the cat, it looked like the grin of a madman. Leon raised his hands, ready to channel his fusion magic. He had this brilliant idea—maybe if he combined the cat’s natural agility with some enchanted fabric, he could create the ultimate stealth companion! He focused, energy swirling in his hands— BAM! The door to his room exploded inward with a deafening crash. “LEON!” shouted a chorus of voices. Startled, Leon’s magic surged uncontrollably. The glowing energy veered off course, missed the cat entirely, and hit the pile of uniforms scattered near his bed. In an instant, there was a brilliant flash of light, a puff of ominous black smoke, and a strange sizzling sound. As the smoke cleared, Leon’s friends—Aiden, Samual, and Felix—stood frozen in the doorway, coughing and waving the smoke away. Their eyes adjusted to the scene: a very guilty-looking Leon, a terrified cat darting under the bed, and the unmistakable sight of a bright red bikini hanging off the edge of Leon’s desk, glimmering faintly with leftover magical energy. “What… the… hell?” Aiden muttered, his gaze darting between Leon and the bikini. Samual blinked, then smirked. “Leon,” he said slowly, his tone dripping with mockery, “I didn’t know you had… interesting hobbies.” Felix, the youngest of the group and usually the quietest, pointed at the smoke still curling from the bikini and whispered, “Is that… black magic?” “Wait, no!” Leon exclaimed, scrambling to his feet. “It’s not what it looks like! I was fusing! The magic just… misfired!” Samual crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. “Oh, sure, Leon. Because the first thing every 12-year-old fuses is a bikini. Totally normal.” Aiden leaned against the doorframe, pretending to look thoughtful. “It must be black magic,” he said with a mock-serious tone. “How else could a loser like Leon accidentally summon a bikini?”
Silver_Cloud_ · 2.7K Views

Beloved Imposter

Love is a game. Do you want to play? 12 CONTESTANTS. 5 WEEKS OF ROMANCE AND DECEPTION. FIND THE IMPOSTERS. STAND A CHANCE TO WIN $1,000,000! How well do know your heart? In this unprecedented dating show, test the boundaries of human trust and desire as 12 contestants battle it out to find the couple and the exes hidden among them. How much do you trust your lover or ex? Will the two of you successfully fool your hunters, or will your feeble rapport lead to elimination? How far will you go to stay undercover? Sign up for "Beloved Imposter" today! *** Iris Tate is in a rut—she's tired of her job, has no social life, and her dreams are out of reach. She will do anything for a change… If she can afford it. During these monotonous times, Iris sees an ad for "Beloved Imposter", an unconventional dating show which promises romance, spontaneity, and most importantly—a fat paycheque. In a bid to double her earnings, she signs up as a team with her estranged ex-boyfriend, Skyler Valentine, who has reasons of his own for joining. Iris’s plan is simple: Deceive the other contestants, lie her way to the finals, and walk away a millionaire. After that, she and Skyler will forget each other once and for all. However, plans are made to be broken. The more time Iris and Skyler spend together, the more they realise how much the other has changed since their breakup. Over the course of five weeks, they’re forced to confront the mistakes of their youth and the scars they bury deep within. As the competition heats up, tensions arise and secrets unfold, blurring the lines between desire and loyalty. Some contestants will do anything to win, and mutual trust is but a façade. Iris will soon learn that she may be able to fool others, but she won't be able fool her own heart. Can she overcome the obstacles in her way? Or will she lose both her second chance at love as well as the grand prize? Watch "Beloved Imposter" to find out! *** P.S Cover art is sourced from Pinterest, credits to the original artist.
Blue_Pizza · 16.8K Views

The Art of Falling Again

“He’s not coming”, Serena said not knowing how to break the news to her best friend that she had just been dumped on her wedding day. “What?”, Maya laughed as she thought this was one of the other jokes Serena made to cheer her up as she was nervous. “Here”, said Serena, giving her a letter… “he dropped this for you”. Maya the letter and opened it… her hands shaking as she was just about to confirm her worst fear. As Maya's eyes scanned the letter, her face crumbled, and her body began to shake. The words on the page blurred together as her eyes were full with tears, “he’s gone… he’s not coming back”. Maya said as she broke down. Her world came crashing down around her. She felt like she was drowning in a sea of despair, unable to catch her breath. The letter slipped from Maya's fingers, floating gently to the floor as she collapsed onto the bed, her body wracked with sobs. Serena rushed to her side, wrapping her in a tight hug as she tried to comfort her. "It's okay, Maya. I'm here for you. We'll get through this together," Serena whispered, her voice trembling with emotion. But Maya couldn't hear her. She was lost in a vortex of pain and heartbreak, unable to escape the agony that threatened to consume her. As the minutes ticked by, Maya's sobs slowly subsided, replaced by a numbness that spread through her like a cold, dark fog. She felt empty, hollow, like a part of her had been ripped away. Serena handed her a box of tissues, and Maya wiped her face, trying to compose herself. But as she looked around the room, she was reminded of the wedding that was supposed to take place today. The dress, the flowers, the cake – everything was ready, except for the groom. Maya's eyes landed on the letter, still lying on the floor. She felt a surge of anger and hurt, and she knew she had to read it again. This time, she would make herself understand the words, no matter how much they hurt. With a deep breath, Maya picked up the letter and began to read...
Izahbehla · 122 Views
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