When it was daybreak, Yunluo naturally woke up An Qingjue who was lying in his arms, and let An Chuyu continue to sleep in.

"Brother-in-law, good morning." An Qingjue looked at Yunluo with her beautiful hazy eyes. Her lips and teeth were fragrant. She childishly buried her head in Yunluo's chest for a while, then shyly got up to wash.

"Good morning, Qingju." Yun Luo replied, then turned around, hugged An Chuyu and went back to sleep.

An Qingjue hummed softly as she busied herself happily in the kitchen. She fried four golden eggs, prepared a soup made of sweet potato starch, vermicelli, shredded pork, shredded cabbage, shredded mushrooms, and mung bean sprouts, and four side dishes of dried radish, fermented tofu, salted duck eggs, and pickled beans.

After doing all this, An Qingjue rushed into the bedroom with confidence and shouted at the top of her voice: "Sister, sister! Get up and have breakfast, no one wants a lazy pig!"

What's even more abominable is that An Qingjue pinched a finger-sized ice cube, which he had just broken off from the freezer, and climbed up from the end of the bed, stuffing the ice cube into An Chuyu's chest. When it touched the two tender and warm lumps, An Chuyu shuddered coldly and was frightened awake. An Chuyu opened his eyes suddenly and saw An Qingjue laughing with gloating. When he touched his chest, the ice cube had melted and was moist.

"Xiao Qingju, I'm going to crush you into two little kumquats!" An Chuyu got up angrily and pounced on An Qingju. An Qingjue was prepared and jumped off the bed and ran away. An Chuyu chased after her angrily.

"What a wonderful day." Yunluo stroked Tangtang's big, fluffy, red tail and lay leisurely on the bed. Listening to the clear and light laughter of the two beautiful girls, he felt that the life of ordinary people was still very interesting.

…

After breakfast, An Qingju raised his hand and reported to An Chuyu and Yunluo: "I'm going to do some part-time jobs."

"What to do? Is it far?" An Chuyu was very concerned about his younger sister. She was a big lazy bum. She had been a homebody since she had been dependent on Yunluo in junior high school. She liked to be around Yunluo, but she was also financially independent. Her girlfriend managed all the money.

"Right here in the higher education park, there is a summer dance training class. I'm applying for the position of teaching children dance. Classes start at 12 p.m. every day and end at 5 p.m. The pay is calculated on a daily basis, 100 yuan a day." An Qingjue explained it very clearly, so An Chuyu decided to go to the summer dance training class with An Qingjue to take a look.

An Chuyu is proficient in yoga and taekwondo. She is 1.8 meters tall and has strength that ordinary girls don't have. It's no problem for her to beat five strong men. Now you know why Yunluo was loyal to An Chuyu. He couldn't beat his girlfriend. Although An Chuyu never beat Yunluo, there will always be unlucky people who get beaten miserably.

Yunluo always thought that An Qingjue went to learn dancing because she saw that it was impossible to defeat her sister in terms of martial arts, so she simply practiced hard in dancing. Ahem, the hot dance of the sister-in-law was youthful and beautiful, and there was a dark history of Yunluo bleeding from the nose.

"Chuyu, I have a plan. Someone gave me a million in rewards. I can get 500,000. Together with other rewards and royalties, it should be enough for the down payment of a small building. I want to buy a three-story building to open a tea bar for you, Chuyu. I have already thought of a name. It's called Youyuan Tea Bar."

Yunluo suddenly remembered something and clapped his hands, attracting the attention of the two sisters, and spoke gently and naturally.

An Chuyu squinted her eyes, calculating in her mind how much her boyfriend's assets were, how much it would cost to buy a three-story building, how much it would cost to renovate it, etc. After calculating for a while, An Chuyu finally spoke: "Well, it just so happens that I don't have to look for a company for my graduation internship. Opening Youyuan Tea Bar is the best internship."

"There's no rush for this, sister, brother-in-law. We still have to look for a small building for sale. Brother-in-law's royalties of several hundred thousand won't arrive until the 10th of next month. During this time we should carefully examine suitable houses. There's also the decoration style of the tea bar, the business model, the types of snacks, etc. There are a lot of issues to consider." An Qingjue picked out the problem crisply.

Yun Luo looked into An Chuyu's eyes and felt that what his girlfriend was thinking about at this moment was probably not that her dream of opening a snack, dessert, milk tea shop was about to come true, but that An Chuyu wanted to decorate a fairy tale home that belonged to her and him.

"Money shouldn't be a problem. Sony Music Japan and Sony Publishing have signed a contract with me, agreeing to run the two songs and the novel. I submitted three versions: Chinese, Japanese and English. It should be done in the next few days. Most of my accounts with Sony are settled monthly, and after tax deductions, the money will be transferred to my Agricultural Bank card."

An Qingjue's eyes lit up when she heard this, but An Chuyu was very calm. The more serious things his girlfriend encountered, the clearer she would be, but she would be confused about small things: "A Luo, when did you record the English and Japanese versions of the two songs?"

Yun Luo was embarrassed, and confessed a little sheepishly: "Qin Ren paid for the help, and I translated the lyrics when I was free outdoors, and recorded the song at Tianlai Recording Studio on the day I returned home."

"Hmph. I'm not going to pay attention to you, Qingju. We're going out." An Chuyu glared at Yunluo. She was jealous. She took An Qingju's hand, and the two beauties walked out of the door gracefully to go to the summer dance class to see what was going on.

…

The air conditioner was at 23 degrees, very comfortable. Tangtang slept soundly, and Daweiba felt comfortable sleeping with a sleeping mat or a blanket.

Yun Luo pondered for a long time, but did nothing else. He just wrote the manuscript for the 237th year of the last days. However, he didn't know that at this time, a ten-minute long song "Angel's Death" stirred up the entire Chinese music scene, and even some veteran musicians were alarmed.

Maybe it's a coincidence that the instrument used in the song "My Heart Will Not Die" is the guzheng and war drum, and the instrument used in the song "Angel's Death" is the guzheng, bamboo flute, pottery xun, and chime. In terms of the soundtrack, these two songs are Chinese style and folk style. In addition, Yunluo's own apocalyptic style is also well recognized by the audience. What shocked the Chinese music scene the most is that Yunluo created a brand new music style with two apocalyptic songs.

At the same time, Sony Music and Sony Publishing acted incredibly quickly. Both organizations have officially certified Weiwei, and announced plans that the Japanese and English versions of Yunluo's My Heart Will Never Die and Angel's Death will be released and promoted simultaneously in Japan, the United States, and the United Kingdom.

Sony Publishing's official Weibo account only has tens of thousands of followers, but a clearly written Weibo announcement has set off a storm in China's online literature circle, shocking countless online writers and readers.

The plan to publish the Chinese, Japanese and English versions of "237 Years of the Last World" in China, Japan, Britain and the United States has shocked the online literature circle. The mainstream society in China does not report this small matter much.

However, the news about the two songs "My Heart Will Never Die" and "Angel's Death" were big news in the entertainment industry, especially since the real veterans of the Chinese music scene came out to speak out and gave Yun Luo the reputation of "the voice of the siren", which made these two songs extremely popular.

The name Yunluo appeared in newspapers and TV stations across the country for the first time. Haha, it took a lot of effort for the newspapers and TV stations to find a few photos of Yunluo. Yunluo never liked taking photos since she was a child, and most of the photos were ID photos. In the end, most media used the headshot photos that Yunluo posted on the Qiuqiu Original Music Platform.

Anyway, no matter how noisy the outside world is, Yunluo is always quiet and at ease. He doesn't have an account on Weiwei, and few people know his WeChat ID and cell phone number. It is very difficult for the media to catch Yunluo.

However, do not underestimate the media's ability to dig up news, especially when reporters followed the name Yunluo and found Singularity Chinese Network from the Qiuqiu Original Music Platform, and discovered that Sony Publishing is going to publish the Chinese, Japanese and English versions of the novel "The Last Hundred and Thirty-Seven Years of the Apocalypse", with plans to release it in China, Japan, the United Kingdom and the United States. This is also excellent news.

There was a reporter who was the quickest and, through various connections, got Yun Luo's number and called her. Yun Luo picked up the call. When the other party announced his identity and said he wanted to interview him, Yun Luo gently said it was not necessary and hung up the phone, then turned it off.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

As smart as Yunluo was, he went online to look around and quickly figured out what was going on. It seemed that he had to keep a low profile these days. Yunluo didn't want to be chased and blocked every time he went out on the street in the future, which would be meaningless.

However, Yunluo was well aware of the principle that it is better to loosen than to block, so he simply opened an account on Weiwei, applied for official certification, sent the backstage pictures of the authors of Singularity Chinese Network and the backstage pictures of Qiuqiu Original Music Platform to Weiwei officials, took a photo of himself, beautified it, and uploaded it as his avatar.

Yunluo posted the first Weibo: I am Yunluo, 23 years old, graduated from the French Department of Jiangnan University, with an English-French bilingual certificate of level 8, unemployed, living by translating materials between English and Chinese, but now I don't do it anymore. Writing The Last Two Hundred and Thirty-Seven Years is my main job. My Undying Heart and Angel's Death were both inspired by my novels, so it can be considered a part-time job.

Then Yunluo went to the account of Qiuqiu Original Music Platform and posted an announcement about Weiwei's account number. He then went to Singularity Chinese website and posted the announcement chapter. Soon, he saw that the number of people following Weiwei soared, and the number of comments on the first Weiwei also continued to increase.

Tangtang squeaked and wagged its big bright red tail to act cute. Yunluo was in a good mood, so he took four cute photos of Tangtang with his black mobile phone, uploaded them to Weiwei with a data cable, and posted a second Weiwei: Cute photos of my girlfriend’s pet Tangtang.

…

In Sihai City, Yan Chenyu, who often paid attention to the book review section of The 237th Year of the Apocalypse, soon found out about Yun Luo's affairs. The cold and beautiful Yan Chenyu was not angry, but found it funny.

Yunluo is a person who is used to being silent and does not like standing in front of the public. Becoming a star is a beautiful mistake for Yunluo.

Seeing that Yunluo had opened a Weiwei account, Yan Chenyu thought about it and also registered a Weiwei account and followed Yunluo. Then she clicked on the four cute photos of Tangtang and smiled at the photos. They had the pure beauty of blooming wisteria flowers.

Yan Chenyu sat elegantly on the snow-white velvet sofa, took a sip of milk tea, and placed her pink mobile phone on the glass low table. The bright red and fluffy Tangtang on the screen was particularly cute.

A black and white dog head popped up, and its blue eyes stared at the little red mouse on the phone screen. The Sir whined, and his evil taste came into play. He stretched out his snow-white dog paw and slapped the lazily sleeping Tangtang on the head. With a click, the phone screen shattered like a spider web.

"Master! You are making trouble again." Yan Chenyu called out the Husky's name in annoyance. The Master turned his head stiffly like a robot. He looked at Yan Chenyu with his blue eyes, which made him a little angry. Then he rubbed against Yan Chenyu in a flattering and coquettish manner. The big wolf's tail wagged, and the pure white at the tip of the tail was particularly cute.

Yan Chenyu pinched and rubbed the Lord's dog face as a punishment, removed the SIM card from the pink phone, took the Husky Lord and the broken phone to find Miss Zhen Mi's housekeeper to get a new high-end phone.

The prototype of the Sir is Anjiu, his personality is like A'd and Luda, and Husky is just stupid and silly in all kinds of ways.