Patricia Taylor
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Gu Shangyan had a competition today and for that, he had to make a model. Sometimes, he wished that his model was as good as the grades he got in the exam. He knew that he hadn’t done well in the competition and so he was returning home with a cold and bitter look on his face. Instead of going straight home, he took a detour and walked to the famous park near his home. Since it was daytime, he knew the park would be empty as it was crowded in the morning or evening. He headed towards his favourite spout…
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“What were you trying to do there?” Gu Shangyan asked, rather angrily when he recalled why he met her in the first place. He couldn’t know what she was even thinking of going to the bushes there. “I was chasing a firefly, “Yoona said. She looked back into the bush which wasn’t flickering now. It might be because the garden was completely lit and the firefly had flown away. She was really angry at this rude boy who snatched the opportunity from her to see the live firefly. She had never seen a…
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“Yoona?” An Xiulan looked at the handsome girl who was rocking a short hairstyle. “Hmm?” Yoona looked at her. “Let me introduce you to my brothers and mom. They will like you, ” An Xiulan said with a smile. Yoona kind of reminded her of her mother and she wanted her to meet her mom. “Xueyun, are you coming?” “Umm, I think Aunt Feifei is calling me, ” Song Xueyun said as she disappeared from there. She was still giving cold treatment to Lu Xuan for ditching her on the movie that day.…
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“So, you are saying that before you could apologise, the girl was gone from there?” An Qinyan concluded after hearing his story. Gu Shangyan nodded his head. “Was the girl really that ugly?” Lu Xuan asked. Gu Shangyan glared at him. “No one is ugly. It’s in our eyes if we find a person ugly or beautiful.” “Whatever, I like girly girls, “Lu Xuan shrugged. “Ouch. Ouch. Mom. Don’t twist my ears.” “My dear son, there is only one category and it is a girl. It doesn’t matter what…
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“Why is our Xuan obsessed with Piano these days?” Gu Yanxi asked when he heard Lu Xuan playing piano once again. “Maybe, it’s a phase?” An Qinyan suggested. “Shangyan said music is good for someone hot headed as Lu Xuan. Music soothes your soul and helps you control your anger. As long as he is cultivating good habits, I don’t mind.” “You are right, ” Gu Yanxi said. “Raising children can be scary.” An Qinyan placed his head on his shoulder and nodded her head. When they had…
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Yang Mei knew that she was a born musician. It was a world where Idols were more popular than real musicians. She was offered Idol deals and she was assured that she would be a global hit if she joined a particular girl group but she knew that she wouldn’t be able to live that life. It wasn’t cut out for her. She was a born musician. It didn’t matter if she was not a big celebrity. She was happy with what she was. “It will be a shame if a star like you doesn’t shine brighter like it’s always…
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Lu Xuan was staring at the piano teacher with a soft dreamy smile on his face. “Everyone understands what I said?” The Piano teacher asked as she looked at all her students. Everyone nodded their heads except Lu Xuan. “Student Lu, do you understand what I said?” Yang Mei asked as she crossed her arms over her chest and asked the boy. She couldn’t understand what was wrong with this student. He was too lost in his dream world that he didn’t notice what was happening around him. Sometimes, he…
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“Wake up!” “Can I sleep for a few more minutes? It’s Saturday, mom, ” An Xiulan groaned. She was sitting on her bed with her eyes closed. She fell asleep once again while sitting on the bed. Who wakes up at eight on weekends? “It’s your little brother’s birthday, ” An Qinyan pointed out. “You promised your brother that you will be spending the entire day with him. Don’t break Lu Xun’s heart.” An Xiulan hummed in reply but An Qinyan dragged her daughter to the…
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“I’m not that of a vocalist, “Han Zixin muttered. He could sing but he couldn’t sing that well. “We are looking for a guitarist and vocalist too. Why don’t you apply? If you joined the music classes and won any contest, you can enter University through music quota, “The teacher threw the bait. She knew how to incite students like that. “My scores were not that good on the college entrance test but I got into the best music college in the country because of talent. Why don’t you…
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“Where will we see the School President?” An Xiulan asked Han Zixin. “I heard that he goes to the music department during lunch break every day, “Han Zixin replied. They had been keeping an eye on the school President but they couldn’t find anything substantial. “I didn’t know the School President joined the Music department, “An Xiulan wondered out loud. “He didn’t, “Han Zixin scoffed. “I have been taking guitar lessons. He comes to the same class I go to. He must be there to…
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