What Does the Chaos in Showbiz Have to Do with Me, a Fishing Guy?

[Scumbag man] [Cao Cao’s ways] [The lingering influence of Emperor Wu of Wei] “Mr. Chen Xiao, is there anything you’ll remember for the rest of your life?” “Well, it’s nothing much. It was at 3:12 p.m. on June 1, 2025. I hooked a black carp weighing at least thirty jin, and just as I was about to land it, my principal stole it from me. It’s been years, and I don’t blame him. Some things just aren’t worth dwelling on...”