บท 303: Rolling Girl

Ling Pingan leaned against the back of his chair, bored out of his mind as he scrolled through his newsfeed on WeBook.

A popular artist had recaptured the media's attention today and it turned up as the number one search trending on WeBook.

However...

Ling Pingan looked at the long article that had just been posted by a fellow netizen.

Sea? Moon?

His understanding of the article that had popped up on his newsfeed was virtually non-existent.

He really couldn't understand what this article of a few hundred words was talking about.

Was it something to do with the sea? Or the moon?

Ling Pingan scratched his head in befuddlement. He was really starting to feel his age, what with being unable to keep up with the times.

"No wonder I have never managed to write a novel..." he sighed.

As he continued scrolling, the complaints of the netizens seemed to pile on endlessly.