beautiful book. still needs a little work, but all in all enjoyable.
looks promising ??may be.but author is really lazy, his chapters are too short try to improve word count if possible.
stolen story, really sad that modération doesn't do anything about it
I don't thinks it's good, new nobita just got transmigrated to old one, it's not even 2 days, he already fixed old nobita habits, tone and personality, Also attacking his mom rights to start is bad idea. Huge Flaw, world IQ -999, it would be good if he continued his act, or try attacking someone else. Sigh! Other things are Gud.
"Carl, come on, you don't want to be here forever right?"
Soon Sora discovered his goal, a short, fat and melon-like local tycoon who wears gold and silver and walks with high spirits.So Sora headed up with a smile and greeted him.
Vaun mengangguk dan tersenyum: "Ya ... Itu dia."
"I can't kill anyone in the building, it'll send a hero in to save them." Ultron said to himself, giving the unnecessary command to his Sentries,"But I need them quiet. Her especially."
There's something so specific and warm about the bar where Xue Chen hangs out. It's not some edgy nightclub — it's a PLACE. One of the owners is his cousin, the Cabbage Band performs there regularly, Xia Zhen used to sing there back in university. The bartender knows the routine: sees Xia Zhen walk in, exchanges a look with Xue Chen, mouths "drink less." This is a third space that belongs to these characters. It has history. It has texture. The scene where Xia Zhen has to step in and replace Xue Chen as lead singer because he's too drunk is perfect. She posts a selfie with the caption "Sister is going to hype up the crowd tonight" and leaves her phone behind. An hour later Pei Cheng'an is left wondering where she is while she's out there performing for strangers. The contrast between her public self — confident, performing, commanding attention — and her private self with Pei Cheng'an is so rich. And then the transition to her apartment at 1AM — the small light left on in the living room by her parents. They don't really approve of her singing but they let her do it occasionally. That tiny detail about the nightlight says everything about her family: not perfect, not fully supportive, but loving in their own practical way. The phone vibrating on the shoe cabinet in the silence, the WeChat notification lighting up — these are the moments that make the world feel lived-in. It's not grand or cinematic, it's just... real. The kind of realism that makes you feel like you could walk into this bar yourself.
Keyakinan Xinghe semakin dihidupkan kembali oleh kesalahpahaman pada permohonan ulang tahun putranya.
"This Warm...Feeling Again" His Voice sound out again.
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb