Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 130 - 128 Eyes Turned Red

The next day, Los Angeles International Airport.

Apple Company co-founder and billionaire Wozniak sat in the VIP lounge making a phone call.

Because his communication with Jobs had a certain degree of confidentiality, he did not bring his subordinates along.

After conveying Steve Jobs’s specific requests to the current Apple management, Wozniak terminated the call.

Then, he began toying with the phone that Jobs had given him.

Truthfully, the technical aspects of Jobs’s proposed portable music player weren’t difficult; many technicians could manage it in the lab.

But the crux of the problem lay in the music copyrights.

Sony, in an effort to promote its electronic products, had spared no expense in acquiring the famous entertainment conglomerate Columbia.

However, because MDs could easily be recorded over, they were still resisted by many artists.

As for launching so-called "audio books" first, without entangling the music scene’s immense interests?

In Wozniak’s heart, he wasn’t entirely in agreement either.

Although listening to music and reading novels were both common forms of entertainment,

music primarily evoked emotional resonance quickly, whereas novels tended to leisurely convey a complete story.

Wozniak could hardly imagine someone’s emotions rapidly fluctuating considerably while reading "Red and Black" or "Notre-Dame de Paris."

Without this core element, there was no way to attract the attention of young people who liked to listen to rock and hip-hop.

Checking the time, there was still over an hour until departure.

Wozniak picked up the phone, which resembled a small computer, and started observing it casually.

After examining its SMS, fax, and email functions, he had to admit that Nokia had indeed been quite innovative in the design of its 2G phones.

Next, he opened the so-called online reading applet.

"Seal Special Soldier coming home...

Why do you guys force me?"

Wozniak massaged his temples, feeling as if his intelligence had sustained a ten-thousand-point hit.

While he sighed, "What kind of stuff is this!" he checked the time again.

One had to say, Einstein’s theory of relativity regarding time was indeed very accurate.

On his watch, only five minutes had passed. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Wozniak hit the back button and continued to browse through the catalogue.

Meanwhile, he also wondered about the feasibility of purchasing a private plane.

"Eh, science fiction?"

As a loyal fan of "Star Wars" and "Star Trek," he instantly recalled the shock of seeing those classics as a child.

Therefore, Wozniak clicked into the directory.

All that appeared was a work called "Anomalies and Creatures."

"Is it similar to ’Galaxy Guide’?"

But soon, he realized just how far off he was.

"Galaxy Guide" told stories about the main characters traveling to other planets and encountering all sorts of strange creatures.

While "Anomalies and Creatures" was about protagonists who themselves were very strange.

He read as vampires, capable of being the ultimate villains in a Hollywood blockbuster, became impoverished female vagrants who loved garlic.

And the hot-tempered, incredibly wicked werewolves turned out to be somewhat adorable Huskies.

One had to say, this kind of contrast had a strangely comical effect.

And it also enticed Wozniak to continue reading.

"Sir, it’s time to board."

Wozniak looked up somewhat dazedly, widening his eyes as he looked at the ground attendant who had come to remind him.

"Sir, your eyes look very red. Are you feeling uncomfortable?" The ground crew glanced at the VIP lounge sign and asked attentively.

"Oh, it’s nothing." Wozniak stood up, muttering softly, "The phone’s screen seems a bit small."

Soon, he was guided by the staff, finished the procedures, and boarded the plane.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the plane is about to take off, please turn off all electronic devices on your person."

"You two ladies, please turn off your cell phones."

"Just a moment, just a moment."

Wozniak took a closer look and realized they were two somewhat famous Hollywood actresses.

And, in pursuit of the latest and most fashionable, they naturally also possessed the most expensive Nokia 2G phones on the market.

"Ladies, please turn off your cell phones," the flight attendant reminded again.

"Oh." The two glanced around the cabin and reluctantly pressed the power button to turn off their phones.

Then, they huddled together.

Wozniak only heard: "Anne Boleyn is so cool!" "So that’s the history of Queen Elizabeth!"

Indeed, most of these Hollywood actresses yearned for the decayed nobility of Medieval Europe, aspiring to the life of the nobility.

Just like Grace Kelly in her golden age.

Wozniak inwardly sneered while simultaneously closing his eyes, attempting to relieve the slight fatigue.

"Miss, could you come here a moment?" one of the actresses started to get restless again.

"Sigh, this is why I don’t like Los Angeles," Wozniak mumbled to himself.

"Excuse me. Do you have any eye drops? My eyes are slightly sore."

"We do, please wait a moment," the flight attendant quickly left and then returned.

"Much better now, thank you."

Hearing this, Wozniak’s mind stirred slightly.

He immediately pressed the call button, hoping to get a bottle of eye drops as well.

But what was puzzling was that the bell to summon the flight attendant suddenly began to ring frequently.

"Miss, could I also have a bottle of eye drops?"

Wozniak looked around the first-class cabin with surprise and noted that several people’s eyes were a bit red.

And beside these people lay a Nokia 9000.

Wozniak wasn’t the only one to notice this.

Those requesting eye drops first looked startled, then began to glance at each other.

At that moment, someone let out a low chuckle.

Wozniak, too, rubbed his eyes and let out a soft laugh.

"The book’s weight is a bit much; it’s really not suitable as luggage," someone next to him tried to explain something.

"Indeed, as a tool that requires time consumption, the Nokia phone’s function for reading novels online is quite satisfactory," someone replied.

By this time, the attendants had already distributed eye drops to all the passengers in need.

After applying the drops, they started chatting due to the common topic.

But just as the atmosphere in first class became unusually harmonious, the chief flight attendant began to panic.

She looked at the plane’s medical supplies list and alarmingly noted that the eye drops were completely used up.

"What obvious characteristics do these passengers asking for eye drops have?" the chief flight attendant asked the first-class cabin attendant.

"Their eyes are red, and they rub them from time to time," the flight attendant recalled and answered.

The chief flight attendant nodded solemnly and then walked into the cockpit.

"Captain, I suspect there may be an outbreak of red-eye disease on the plane."

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