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 bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
+ Slow Paced + Main Character Thrives Together with His Disciples】 Transmigrated into a cultivation world, Chu Xingchen awakens a discipleship system that reveals the tags of his disciples! Starting from scratch, he builds the strongest sect. Disciple One: Li Yingling 【Gold Tag: Genius Cultivator】【Purple Tag: Extremely Lucky】【Blue Tag: Bewitchingly Beautiful】 Disciple Two: Li Hangtian 【Gold Tag: Reincarnated】【Purple Tag: Ruthless and Decisive】【Blue Tag: Loyal and Noble】 Disciple Three: ??? 【Orange Tag: Alluring Demoness】【???】【???】 Thus, in the cultivation world, an unremarkable little sect appears out of nowhere, but little do others know that each member of this sect is a powerhouse in their own right. The book is also known as: Cultivation? It's Exactly Like This!
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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!
