After about an hour of busy work, Master Xu finally sat down to eat with Queen Lin.
The food was incredibly delicious.
In no time, the dishes were cleared away like a whirlwind by the two of them.
"I’ll handle these dishes. You go relax in the living room."
Queen Lin’s actions were so amusing that Xu Mo couldn’t bear to watch anymore.
It's time to focus on the key point.
How did things become like this?
Whose fault is it?
Undeniably.
Xu Mo holds some responsibility.
But the main culprit is the damned system.
Xu Mo is merely bearing secondary responsibility.
In fact, the damned system should bear all the blame.
Lin An'an’s delicate figure trembled slightly, the faintest smile blooming on her face.
"Then I'll leave it to you."
Her words felt a bit odd to Xu Mo.
No need to wash dishes?
Queen Lin was naturally overjoyed about that.
For Xu Mo, washing dishes wasn’t a big deal.
Lin An'an made her way to the living room and sprawled out on the sofa—classic couch-potato mode.
Yep, scrolling through her phone while lying down to rest.
She was too stuffed.
Just like last night.
“Wow, wow, not bad, not bad.”
Last night, Xu Mo had written ten songs, the first of which Lin An'an forwarded to her Female Assistant.
The Female Assistant didn’t disappoint—this morning she had company artists record the song.
Then, she started pulling strings, stirring up quite a wave of publicity.
Once the deal was made and the price agreed upon, the song was released.
Within moments, it went viral again.
Adding to the previous two hits, Xu Mo’s tally was now three popular songs.
Meanwhile, Lin An'an still held nine unreleased songs in her hand.
Setting her phone aside, Lin An'an pulled out the songs Xu Mo wrote last night.
First of all, the song "Year of Rings" was undoubtedly reserved for herself.
Then she reviewed them again and again.
Though she was a bit reluctant deep down, some tough decisions had to be made.
Thus, Lin An'an kept three more songs for herself, making a total of four.
The remaining five songs she assigned to her Female Assistant to distribute among other company artists.
No offense, but those five were also stellar songs.
Their style aligned closely with Lin An'an’s.
But you’ve got to leave some room for newcomers, don’t you?
Otherwise, what happens when you’re old?
Who’s going to refuel your car and fix your mansion?
Who’s going to pay for your baby’s formula cough cough cough...
About ten minutes later.
Xu Mo emerged from the kitchen.
And saw Queen Lin sitting on the sofa, foolishly grinning while fiddling with the songs he wrote last night.
Muttering to herself like this:
"You take one, I take one, you take one beep beep beep, I take one, hmm I take one... never mind…”
Xu Mo walked closer.
Startled, Queen Lin raised her delicate eyebrows slightly.
“You’re done?”
“Mhm.”
Xu Mo glanced at her.
Queen Lin thought, “As long as I’m not embarrassed, then someone else must be,” and cheekily retorted.
“These songs don’t even have proper melodies marked yet~”
Like someone needing a favor.
Queen Lin’s tone softened immediately.
“Where did you leave your laptop?”
“I’ll go grab it for you…”
“No need, just tell me where it is.”
Seeing her struggling to even stand comfortably, Xu Mo couldn’t help but offer.
Finally.
Lin An'an relented without quarreling with Xu Mo and told him where the laptop was.
Xu Mo nodded, fetching the laptop accordingly.
Before long.
Xu Mo brought the laptop into the living room.
He started working right there.
Handwriting works, too.
But man, it’s exhausting.
In the end, it still needs to be uploaded onto the computer.
A thankless task.
Might as well do a good deed all the way through.
Go straight to the “finish line.”
Resolve everything concerning Lin An'an.
Tie up all loose ends.
Get everything sorted properly.
Yes, that's right.
It's just like cooking a meal.
If you want to win her heart,
you have to conquer her stomach first.
Once the stomach is won,
everything else falls into place.
Tap, tap, tap-------
In the living room,
the sound of rapid keyboard typing echoed.
In less than five minutes,
Lin An'an hesitated, but couldn’t hold back in the end.
She raised the paper in her hand,
and called out to Xu Mo.
“I want to butt in.”
“Haven’t I indulged you enough? Speak your mind.”
“Aren’t you going to look at the lyrics?”
Pfft...
Xu Mo couldn’t help but laugh.
“I’m the author—these things are second nature to me. I wrote them. Why would I need to look at them again?”
“Oh, oh.”
Seeing how confident Xu Mo appeared,
Lin An'an didn’t press further.
She decided to let Xu Mo handle it.
Her earlier suggestion had been well-intentioned.
Just to offer him a tip.
But since Xu Mo was capable,
if he could manage,
she’d let him carry on.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
