Chapter 68: The Massive Bomb

Chapter 68: A Massive Bomb

That evening, Lu Anzhi watched television and, sure enough, caught the teaser trailer for the drama series "Do Not Leave Me" on the Xiangzhou TV station.

The preview did not use the song "Ocean," but featured a relatively upbeat melody instead. Set to the lively tune, the broadcast showed bright and cheerful plot fragments, giving the male and female leads several prominent close-ups. Truly, the man was handsome and the woman stunning, and the drama title revealed at the end was uniquely glowing and stylish.

Zhou Bo's image in those clips was entirely different from the one Lu Anzhi had seen in person; he even carried a faint air of an overbearing CEO. Had he not met the man himself, Lu Anzhi would have genuinely believed that this was simply his natural persona and temperament.

Could this guy play the cool card well, or was his acting actually decent?

From the few simple frames in the television preview, Lu Anzhi could not tell.

The premiere of "Do Not Leave Me" was scheduled for just a few days later, and Lu Anzhi thought to himself that he would have to tune in when the time came, just to see what kind of television series his song "Ocean" had been paired with.

After the television preview ended, Lu Anzhi switched to the first channel of the Jiuzhou General Station and happened to catch the weather forecast. He took a glance: tomorrow would be rainy all day long, making it unsuitable for going out.

There was still no specialized weather broadcasting application for mobile phones yet, but websites forecasting the weather for the coming days already existed.

Lu Anzhi searched for the weather on his mobile browser and sighed upon seeing that rain was predicted for the next few days.

Well then, he would just stay home and enjoy some peace and quiet.

And so, over the next few days, aside from buying some groceries for Zhang Suxin and checking in on little Qianqian, Lu Anzhi stayed honestly at home.

Wang Ping had been consistently looking after the shop, so he didn't need to worry about it. Occasionally, he would sit at the corner of the long table on the first floor, read the history book he hadn't finished yet, listen to the rain falling outside the shop, and sip a cup of green tea—it was thoroughly cozy and pleasant.

Sometimes, people would come into the shop holding umbrellas, pick up a book, and sit down to read either opposite or behind Lu Anzhi. They were quiet, treating Lu Anzhi simply as another customer reading in the shop, and neither disturbed the other. It was only after crossing paths a couple of times that they would take notice and inevitably cast an extra glance the next time they met.

Still, they remained strangers with no conversation exchanged.

This was the kind of life Lu Anzhi had once fantasized about. Now that it had become a reality, he was exceptionally content.

Next, once he achieved complete financial freedom and solidified his current lifestyle, he could slowly, step by step, take care of little Qianqian and raise her to adulthood. Then, this transmigrated life of his could be considered truly perfect.

So Lu Anzhi thought to himself.

"Dragon Clan 3" had already become a massive hit, and the subsequent royalties would undoubtedly pour in continuously. Once the copyrights were sold, his financial freedom could also be considered a fraction of the way achieved, right?

Then there were "Ocean" and "A Thousand Years Later," and perhaps he would release a few more songs later on...

Not to mention "The Little Prince" and "First Intimate Contact."

Riding the favorable winds of the era, the copyright for "First Intimate Contact" would surely fetch a handsome price.

Plagiarizing from another world really worked; the online literature realm truly did not deceive him.

Thinking thus, Lu Anzhi simply dedicated more time over the next few days to typing away. Sometimes he worked upstairs, and sometimes he sat at the absolute corner of the long table downstairs where no one could see his screen, writing "First Intimate Contact" word by word until it was finished.

As for the several short fairy tales he had previously planned to write, he created new documents for them and began writing those as well.

With a clear direction in his heart, his motivation for typing was infinitely abundant. He had originally planned to wait until the sales frenzy of "Dragon Clan 3" died down before bringing these books out to submit the manuscripts, but now he simply stopped overthinking it—he would finish writing them and submit them first anyway.

He didn't have anything else to do, so why procrastinate?

On this particular day, a reader came into the shop, holding a philosophy book and sitting diagonally opposite Lu Anzhi to read.

This person was a young girl, appearing to be of college age. She was pleasant-looking with a hint of earthy innocence, but her eyes were clear and bright, showing she was far from foolish.

She watched him for a while amid the sound of Lu Anzhi's keyboard typing, looking somewhat tired. She took off her glasses to rub her eyes, then traced the sound of the keyboard to look at Lu Anzhi, asking, "Are you writing something?"

Lu Anzhi stopped typing and replied, "Yes. I'm sorry, did I disturb you?"

The girl shook her head and said, "No, I was just a bit curious. What are you writing?"

Lu Anzhi said, "I'm writing some fairy tale stories."

"Fairy tales?"

The girl looked slightly surprised. In her impression, people who wrote fairy tales were all old men, yet the person before her looked quite young and rather handsome—to think he also wrote fairy tales.

Lu Anzhi nodded and said, "Yes, is something the matter?"

"Nothing at all..."

The girl put her glasses back on and smiled, saying, "I wonder if it would be convenient for you to tell me the title of your fairy tale. Later, when your fairy tale is published, I can tell others that I once bumped into a fairy tale writer at a bookstore called Sanwei Bookstore."

Lu Anzhi laughed and said, "There's no harm in telling you. What I'm writing right now is called 'Tadpoles Looking for Their Mother'."

"Tadpoles Looking for Their Mother..."

The girl murmured the title softly, thinking to herself that it really sounded like a fairy tale. Then she said to Lu Anzhi, "I'll remember that. Farewell for now, until we meet again," and rose to leave.

Lu Anzhi didn't take this chance encounter to heart. However, Wang Ping behind the counter heard the conversation between Lu Anzhi and the girl and looked slightly astonished: "Boss, you're actually a writer!"

Lu Anzhi said, "That's right, I make a living off of this."

Wang Ping exclaimed in awe, "I always knew you were amazing, Boss, but I had no idea you were this incredible! No wonder you're so cultured—turns out you're a writer!"

Her respect and admiration for Lu Anzhi deepened further. In her simple worldview, an author who could write books was bound to be worthy of respect. She felt she had found yet another role model for her grandson to look up to.

Meanwhile, having finished "Tadpoles Looking for Their Mother," Lu Anzhi stopped working, bundled all the completed documents together, and sent them all at once to Kuku.

Aside from "The Little Prince" and "First Intimate Contact," these documents also included "The Three Little Pigs," "The Ugly Duckling," "Ma Liang and His Magic Brush," "The Snow Child," "The Little Horse Crossing the River," and "Tadpoles Looking for Their Mother."

"The Ugly Duckling" was the only piece missing from the version of "Andersen's Fairy Tales" in this world. Lu Anzhi didn't know why such an omission existed, but since it wasn't in their "Andersen's Fairy Tales," he simply brought this classic fairy tale over.

As soon as the file transfer was complete, Kuku's QQ avatar flickered rapidly. Lu Anzhi clicked open the chat window to see a string of question marks followed by a barrage of exclamations:

Kuku: What is going on?!
Kuku: Is this for real?!
Kuku: Boss B, are you hitting me with a bomb here?
Kuku: This bomb is huge! Boss B, you're not joking, right?!
Kuku: I extracted the files! They actually have text in them, not empty documents?! Boss B, you're seriously not kidding?!
Kuku: Lord B, are you really not going to write "Dragon Clan 4" anymore?!

Author's Note: The explanation regarding "The Ugly Duckling" serves as a patch. When I mentioned "The Ugly Duckling" at the beginning of this book, I hadn't considered the book's background, leading to an oversight. Given the differences between this world's background and my previous life's background, "Andersen's Fairy Tales" should exist here. To fix this minor loophole, I am patching it with this paragraph, and I hope my readers will forgive me!

Additionally, by the decree of Taishang Laojun, I am sacrificing yet another book, praying that my initial subscriptions reach the premium tier!
Amen!
The link is below; the original title of this book was "The Biography of the Three Kingdoms' Aunt," but unfortunately it failed the review process.
(End of this chapter)