He Ping transmigrates just from falling into the water, and stares in bewilderment at two little mud-brick houses and the eldest son he picked up.
1979? Is this the 1979 that ushered in a great new era?
Luckily, he brought a cell phone with him. He can write books in his spare time, raise a child, and lead the villagers in raising chickens. Life is pretty good.
Someone wants to adapt my book? I know all about that. Let me adapt it for you.
Boss, just tell me: do you want to make it into a movie or a TV series? A storytelling performance would work too.
Hey! Don't go, boss!
This is the story of a middle-aged man, a bit soft around the edges, riding the crest of a mighty era and holding back the surging waves.
