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The long post was written by a
woman, her online name was “森林沒有木”sēnlín méiyǒu mù. In her post she wrote:
She also had a dream. Her dream was
to be a pianist, but dreams were just that, dreams. Her family had little money
and she had never touched a piano in her life. Only ever seen it on television or
in a shop window. She never dared walk close and touch one because she could
never afford it. She was just a waitress in a restaurant.
She had compiled piano pieces on
her computer, and everyday she listened to them imagining her fingers dancing
across the piano, making these wonderful melodies.
She had a boyfriend she had been in
love with for six years. He got into university while she did not. He had to go
to another city, while she stayed behind. His family’s conditions were also not
good. She worked as a waiter in a high end restaurant, but the pay wasn’t good.
She lived frugally to send money to her boyfriend, so he could study without
worries. (Zuben: AKA a foolish move) Her boyfriend promised her that when he
graduated, and found a good job, he would take care of her. (Zuben: That old
chestnut)
She happily waited for that day to
come.
However, as the days went by, they
had less and less contact. Their calls became shorter because they stopped
knowing what to say to each other. They no longer had things in common except
for their past. She did not know his classmates; he did not know her
colleagues. Soon she realised that if she didn’t call him, he would not call
her. And when she did, she noticed his conversations were short and
perfunctionary. Even though he still told her he loved her, she felt there was
something wrong. Although, it was only speculation, she dared not ask if there
was something, or she would just blame herself for being suspicious.
He always asked her for money. He
said his dorm was noisy and he wanted to move out, so she should help. Then he
asked for money to buy a new laptop. (Zuben: What an idiotic woman)
When she went to visit him, he was
attentive to her but she still felt like there was something off.
She started paying attention to the
Xiu’s activities, because to the promise to bring people’s dreams to life.
Although many people thought that dreams have been co-opted by big business to
deceive people, and this event was a publicity stunt, she still liked to pay
attention to it. When the news that Tingting Yuli 413 was a black box operation
came out, she had been at home on a day off; she was playing on her computer
and trying to get through to her boyfriend. She had been angry about the news.
Some of the anger she felt was towards
her boyfriend. She had been getting more and more suspicious of him at the time.
She would try to catch him online, but he was always absent. When she called
him, took a long time to answer and when he did there was no enthusiasm.
She thought that she was being
deceived, but the post about Tingting Yuli made her feel even more so. She
really wanted to call her boyfriend and ask him what was going on and whether
he still loved her.
But she did not dare ask because
she felt the question would ruin everything and there would be no turning back.
But her anger had nowhere to go, so she laid it at TingtingYuli413’s door. A
lady caught in an affair incited her her sense of justice. She rained abuse on
TingtingYuli413, and she felt she had been justified.
However, Tingting Yuli 413 did not
reply. There was nothing. Her fans came to her aid, the official statement from
Xiu followed. She read it, and felt that the statement made sense. She
eventually began to feel sorry for herself, she actually needed to go and attack
a stranger to make herself feel better.
She didn’t know what came over her
that day, she kept looking at her phone waiting for her boyfriend to call or
even send a text. To say something that would end her months of frustration. She
had her suspicious, but she did not dare confirm it herself. She didn’t know
what she was doing, she just went crazy thinking about her boyfriend, waiting
for his call, but as usual he never did.
The next day, after work, she
logged on and went to TingtingYuli’s blog. She had written a post, whether it
was true or false did not matter to her, she was just a bystander, but what
TingtingYuli had said touched her. She wrote: The airtight protection is safe,
the perfect is respectable but from that place of imperfection I saw the sun.
She thought of this for a long
time. Had she been protecting herself by deceiving herself, thinking it was
safe and good. But, was it really?
Another day, she saw
TingtingYuli413 had put up another post about roller coasters. She didn’t think
much of it. She only thought TingtingYuli was very stubborn despite so many
people mocking her.
Another day, TingtingYuli posted
again. She said there was beauty everywhere, one just needed to open their eyes
to see it.
She felt that was right, she wanted
to open her eyes. So she took a day off, bought a ticket for an overnight
train, stood for nine hours to see her boyfriend. At dawn, she knocked on her
boyfriend’s door, he opened it wearing only his pyjamas bottoms and a female
voice from within asked, ‘Who is it?’
She looked at him for what seemed
like a long time. Without the need for words, she understood. She slapped him,
and beat him till she was tired. Then without a backward glance, she walked
away. She did not cry until she was at the station waiting room, waiting for
the bus. She cried until she was out of breath, she was crying when the bright
sun burst through the clear glass of the shelter and warmed her.
“I saw the sun.”
At that moment, she remembered the
sentence TingtingYuli had made all those posts ago. She felt fortunate she
came, for she was now free and everything was done. She regretted not coming
earlier. She had hidden in the dark to comfort and deceive herself.
Now she had seen the sun.
When she returned home, she saw
TingtingYuli413 had made a post. She talked about family, love and friendship
and said she was living a good life. So ‘sēnlín méiyǒu mù’ thought, if others
were doing well, there was no reason why she shouldn’t. She also wanted to tell
TingTingYuli not to hide. She only put up the posts, and did not read the
comments, so what was the use of this sharing? Was she afraid she was not
strong enough? Like her, she had been afraid to be alone, but eventually, she
had slapped him and ruthlessly kicked the man, and she had survived.
It was no big deal, there was life.
The sun still rose. She still had her family and friends. She believed she will
fall in love again. Losing the bad was to welcome the good. She would continue
to live frugally and save money – to learn to play the piano. So she wouldn’t
be a pianist, but she wanted to learn, therefore she should.
She had saved enough money for her
ex boyfriend, enough to buy some piano lesions. Why did she ever feel she could
not touch a piano before? So stupid.
So TingtingYuli413, sēnlín méiyǒu
mù said, I just signed up for my dream. I would never be a pianist on the grand
stage, but I want to learn to play a complete piece on the piano. And I want to
show it off. Come back I hope you’ll see my post!
Zhengqing replied: I will tell her.
That evening, Zhengqing went to see
Yin Ting at her family home. He told her about it.
She was very moved, but she still
hesitated, ‘Are the scolding comments still bad?’
He nodded, he had looked at them
today, though they were less than before, the last post incited the keyboard
warriors. They cursed her out, they had cursed her mother.
There had been a lot of foul
language that Zhengqing did not repeat. He still thought she shouldn’t look at
it, but he said, ‘If you want to see that post, I will email it to you without
the comments.’
She thought about it, and then
nodded.
When he got home, Zhengqing sent
the post to her. Ying Ting read the post three times. She sat back in her seat
then after a while, she logged into her blog. There was a lot of abuse…and a
lot of support.
A lot of 'Love you, jiāyóu!’
It was really too much, Yin Ting
saw at a glance. It was impossible not to be affected, but Yin Ting realised
she didn’t feel as bad as she thought she would feel.
She read that line: You only
put up posts but did not read the comments, what is the point of sharing?
Yin Ting decided she was right.
Yin Ting went to see Zhengqing’s
blog, he usually posted so rarely that his post of “Love you, jiāyóu!” was
very conspicuous.
Yin Ting laughed, as looked at her
computer screen, she suddenly had an impulsive idea. She got dressed and left
her room in a hurry. When she ran into her father, she announced, ‘I’m going to
see Serious.’ She ran away before he could formulate a reply
Guohao opened his mouth intending
to say something, but closed his mouth. Although, he did not object to their
marriage, this was not the way to act. Wasn’t running to Qiu Zhengqing’s house
in the middle of the night too inappropriate?
Yin Ting did not think about it,
and got a taxi to Zhengqing’s house. She rang the door bell and Zhengqing
opened the door shortly after. He stared at her in shock,
‘What happened? Why are you here?’
Yin Ting gave him a wide grin as
she entered, looking about pretending to look for something, ‘Ah no other
women.’
Zhengqing poked her head, ‘Naughty
girl. How come you’re here?’
‘I took a taxi.’
‘Should you be taking a taxi this
late?’ he asked unhappy with her actions, ‘Is the matter that urgent? You
should have called me and I would have come to pick you up.’
‘I could not wait.’ She said as she
pulled him by the arm, ‘come quickly.’
Zhengqing was scared, ‘Is this it?
Yin Ting cocked her head and looked
at him, ‘What is it?’
Zhengqing’s expression was
delicate, but he let her dragging him off.
She pulled him to his study.
His expression turned quizzical.
Yin Ting made him sit on his chair
so she could sit in his lap and put his arms around her. She leaned forward to
get to his computer to open her blog. As she shifted in her seat, she noticed
something was getting warmer and firmer underneath her. She heard Zhengqing
sniff behind her, she turned to look at him, his face was not very good, she
turned red, ‘What are you thinking?’
‘Any normal guy will think of it.’
‘Why do I have such a wolf?’ Was he
going to drag her to bed tonight? (Zuben: When else is his going to do it? You're there, he's there.)
‘I am shocked you’re here. I can’t
believe it.’
Zhengqing’s tone was such that Yin
Ting could not smack him, ‘I have serious business, you have to be serious.’
‘I am being serious.’
Yin Ting turned to look at him,
‘Really serious,’ he said, then he
cleared his throat. ‘Why have you come to see me?’
‘I want to return, but I am afraid.
So I wanted to be with you when I did it.’
‘Return? Continue interacting?’
‘Ah.’ She turned to look at the
screen, ‘I read the comments.’
Zhengqing pulled her closer into
the circle of his arms.
‘If you’re with me, I am braver.’
She said as she searched for ‘Sēnlín méiyǒu mù’s’ long essay. Yin Ting turned
to Zhengqing and gave him a peck on his lips, ‘Shall I?’
‘Hao,’ he said and he gave her a
kiss too.
Yin Ting turned back and wrote to ‘Sēnlín
méiyǒu mù’, ‘Thank you, I am back!’ she clicked send.
She heaved a sigh of relief and
turned to smile at Zhengqing. He gave her many kisses, ‘This is very good, very
good.’
Yin Ting was very happy; she felt
heroic and majestic. She turned around and refreshed her page. There were many
comments of encouragement and love.
And there were many derisive and
insulting comments too.
‘Ha! Delete and blacklist for you!’
Zhengqing encouraged Yin Ting.
Yin Ting bit her lip as she moved
her mouse and deleted the comment.
‘Well done,’ he said planting many
kisses on her cheek, ‘Now we do the rest.’
Yin Ting smiled, getting somewhat
excited and the continued to delete and blacklist the insulting comments. She
completed several.
‘How do you feel?’He asked.
‘Pretty cool,’ she said with a
laugh. Sure enough, doing this kind of thing with Zhengqing was best, at home
she would be shy, but she felt completely at ease with him. She deleted a few
more insulting comments. Then after a moment’s thought, she decided to put up a
new post on Weibo.
‘I have returned! I will read all
the comments; your shares and forward it. Any foul comments will be deleted and
the users blocked!!!!!’ She added five exclamation points followed by a dancing
proudly emoticon.
Zhengqing laughed, ruffling her
hair and kissing her, ‘I love you so much!’
‘Hao,’ she said. Her morale was now
ignited, ‘Look, I’ll delete them all.’
While she was busy deleting the
comments, a comment came up on her new post: Do not have the ability to delete,
ah!
‘Watch me!’ she said as she deleted
and blocked them.
She continued to delete and block,
when ‘Sēnlín méiyǒu mù’ commented with a smiley face and: Welcome back!
Yin Ting replied, ‘You were right, sharing
that way did not make sense. I have learned my lesson. I am back!’ After she
clicked sent, she felt Zhengqing’s arm tightened around her waist. He smiled at
her
‘Quickly praise me.’ She said.
Zhengqing kissed her.
Yin Ting blushed and muttered as
she turned back to the computer, ‘Ah there are so many more to delete.’
She turned back to deleting and
blocking the comments, she replied to familiar people and interacted with her
supporters. She was touched by it all; yes, she thought, this sharing makes
sense. She could not back down, she must fight on bravely. As she continued,
she was more aware that the man behind her was getting impatient. Her face turned
hot, but she couldn’t pretend that she didn’t know. She turned to him, and she
saw his eyes aflame with desire, ‘Aren't you deleting them?’ he asked her
gently.
Yin Ting’s heart skipped a beat but
she could not turn away from his gaze, ‘Well…that…there are so many it’s almost
endless, it will be impossible to delete them all for a while.’
As she finished, she felt Zhengqing
stroke the skin at her waist. She felt her body melt, but she gritted her teeth
and pulled her arm around Zhengqing’s neck and kissed him. Zhengqing rose
suddenly out of the chair causing it to fall with a loud bang.
Yin Ting was shocked by the sudden
movement and yelped, but he lifted her in his arms and carried into the
bedroom.
Hao, her serious husband is very
powerful and majestic.
Miao was thrown out of the bedroom.
In Yin Ting’s bag in the living room, her phone rang, but the two lovers did
not hear. The online flame war continued, but Yin Ting ignored it. How were
they related to her? Those people did not matter at all. The most important
thing was to love her family and her loved ones, like this Serious Sir, who was
holding her tightly right now.
Yin Ting stayed over at the
serious-looking gentleman’s house that night.
The next day, the serious gentleman
took her home and came face to face with her father.
She tittered.
While her father was not paying
attention to her, she caught his eye and mouthed. ‘I love you, jiāyóu!’
Yin Ting had a good time. She no
longer evaded her comment section, there were still people who did not like
her, but there were more who did.
‘Sēnlín méiyǒu mù’ was also being
critisied. People said she had been paid off by TingtingYuli413. But she
responded that her critisicm was quite deserved because she blindly followed
the crowd to abuse TingtingYuli413. Now she truly believed that Tingting yuli
was not a black box operation.
@Sēnlín méiyǒu mù started to share
warm stories on her blog. Though there were many uncivilised happenings at the
restaurant, she only shared the nice things that happened. (Zuben: *snore*)
Soon other bloggers took up
the spread of good vibes and shared it with @Tingting Yuli 413. Someone filmed
people giving up their seat on the bus. Someone recorded children running more
than ten metres to throw trash in a bin. Someone recorded the night lights of
the city, so show its beauty. Someone recorded a thief being caught by a heroic
passerby. Someone recorded the goodwill of the traffic police helping the
hard-working passer-by…
There were so many…
Yin Ting was touched by all these beautiful
everyday things.
She also actively shared.
She went to a deserted landfill.
Hidden in the ruins was a big beautiful Bougainvillea plant.
She wrote: Do not just look at the
surface, do not be biased or prejudiced. Do not look down on anyone. For there
are hidden things you do not see. No one should be underestimated no dream
should be ridiculed.
After that she got more and more
support on her blog. As well as more votes. Though, the people who did not like
her were still there but no one paid them any mind.
Sometime later there was an article
in the news entitled “Don’t kidnap dreams, don’t let the pragmatic cry”: the
article was long and the writer was unnamed. It talked about a certain brand
which organised an internet activity which caused great controversy and said brand
disregarded this. While it may be tricky to create eye catching publicity, but
in the long run, this turned out to be failed marketing. The article continued
to say that the focus of the dispute was who should talk about dreams. The author
believed a pragmatic person who has a dream would set sail for this dream. But
the weak, who were like sour chicken dumplings, would definitely be abandoned by
their dreams. A pragmatic dream is a real dream. It is not a stupid child who
can be used. It will not let you kidnap it.(Zuben: You have time)
That article was praised. Though no
names were mentioned, people knew what it was referring to. The now silent
keyboard warriors were excited again.
“Good things shine through the
ages,”
“This was a good article. It is not
like a primary school essay composition.”
“Yes, don’t always put your dream
on you mouth. It’s disgusting.”
“I was so annoyed that Tingting
Yuli had called people, I wanted to beat them to death.”
When Yin Ting saw the article, she
called Zhengqing to ask, ‘What is this about?’
Zhengqing read it and looked at the
byline, ‘It looks like a gun bought by the competition. It doesn’t matter.’
‘Oh. Then I’ll go back ah.’
‘OK.’ Zhengqing said with a laugh.
His angel was fighting more and more.
Yin Ting put new post: If someone
wants to help you with your dreams, will your dreams laugh and ask “Who are
you?”
Zhengqing continued working. He
stopped for a small break and a glass of water, he peeked at Yin Ting’s blog
and nearly spat out his water. Did Qin Yufei have children or has the goddess
of sharpness attached to his family’s Xiaoting?
There were even more sharper
tongues than Yin Ting.
“Someone wants to make dreams noble;
dreams laugh and say ‘Roll’.
Another commentator added, “Someone
wants to make dreams poor, the dream laughs and say: Think beautiful”
“Someone’s dream is to be a hero,
and his dream laughs and say: Uncle Police Office, the kidnapper is him!” was
another comment.
“Don’t kidnap the dream, be
pragmatic. Don’t let the dream cry.”
Xiu’s manager called Zhengqing.
They told him that the competitor did not expect the backlash. They had
intended on using the publicity to showcase their new products, but instead the
promoted Xiu with the hype.
Zhengqing smiled and replied and
thought his family’s Xiaoting has good luck, but it couldn’t be said. He
couldn’t be too proud.
Time passed quickly and in a blink
of an eye, it was the final sprint for the primary vote. Kōng qìqiú had the
highest number of votes followed by Ai zǒulù de nǚrén, the next three spots
were also popular online personalities, but Tingting Yuli 413 came in tenth
place and the number of votes for her was growing rapidly.
Her dissenters raged, saying they
would vote religiously for the people ahead and behind her so she could not
take the lead.
Yin Ting could not be bothered, for
at this time she became very busy.
Yufei gave birth to a daughter.
Before her due date, she had cried to Yingjie that he had to be in the delivery
room with her, otherwise she would be afraid. On the day of the birth, the
result was that Yingjie was relegated outside, while Yufei was surrounded by her friends while she gave birth.
Huizhu was being pursued by Wu Fei.
She was unnerved by it, so she came to talk to Yin Ting about it. Yin Ting
transformed from angel to matchmaker, concerned about their progress.
‘What is the biggest obstacle?’
‘I am older than him by seven
years. Not exactly - six and half years.’
‘Please Be More Serious is nine
years older than me.’
‘It’s alright for a man to be older
than the woman.’
‘Why? What is the difference?’
Huizhu could not reply for a
moment, then she tried a different tack,
‘That..well, my family is
troublesome. If they found out, there would be no shortage of talk. And would
Wu Fei’s family agree for him to marry an old woman like me?’
‘Isn’t that his problem? He should
solve it. Your own question is; do you like him?’
Huizhu grumbled, ‘Xiaoting, are you
helping me or not?’
Xiaoting looked thoughtful, it
wouldn’t do to be kicked out as a matchmaker would it? She put a lollipop in
her mouth, and she searched in her bag for a bit, eventually she pulled out a
red string.
‘I will give this to you. What I
asked for came true, it is very effective. I found Serious. Take it, it will
help you.’
Huizhu’s face fell. Oh no, she
wanted to play it like this?
Wu Fei received a courier while at
the office, it was from Zhengqing. He opened it and found a red string. He
called Zhengqing to find out what it was about,
‘Xiaoting asked me to send it to
you. She said you need it. When I was looking for an object, she gave it to me.
Now I am with her I don’t need it. She gave hers to Zoe.’
Ah, so it is like this! Wu Fei
suddenly felt very spirited, he really needed the boost very much.
Also Xiao Shitou – Yin Ting was
very concerned since the little girl was selected to appear in a public welfare
program.
It was a charity program that cared
for children; fighting child trafficking and denouncing child abandonment. The
program especially invited a re-known psychologist Su Xiaopei to give insight
into childcare and to inform the public on how criminals lure children from a
psychological perspective.
The director went to the welfare
home to choose which of the children will appear on the program, based on the criteria
and will achieve the best effect and attract most attention from the audience.
The director had two questions for
the children. The first one was: what do you want to say to the Uncles and
Aunts out there who are helping you and your brothers and sisters? Second
question: If you want to say a few words to your family, what would you say?
Most of the children thanked the
uncles and aunts helping the welfare home. To their parents, they said they
missed them and wanted to go home. When it was Xiao Shitou’s turn, she calmly
listened to the director’s words then took a bow. She raised her little hands
to the sky and said in a loud voice,
‘Why is the sun so high and bright?
Because we have goals.’
She steps back and put her arms up
in a circle over her head, ‘Why is the moon sometimes round and something
curved? Because change will be beautiful.’
The director was dumbfounded.
Xiao Shitou continued loudly,
‘We need help in our welfare home, but we aren’t pitiful. We eat till we are
full and warm and we can have sweers. It’s very good. Uncles and aunts please
be rest assured. There are still many children who need help, so Uncles and
Aunts, cheer everyone together. Thank you!’
The director was in such a state of
surprise, he didn’t realise that Xiao Shitou was finished.
To the second question, Xiao Shitou
smiled and said to the camera, ‘Mother and Father, how are you? I am doing
well, you have to live well.’
The director asked, ‘Don’t you miss
them and want them to be near you?’
‘I don’t remember what they look
like.’ She answered.
The director looked at Xiao
Shitou’s information. She had been abandoned in a mall when she was a year old.
She only had a small bag with her name and birth information. She had been
crying looking for her mother. Kind-hearted people took her to the police
station who then placed her in the welfare home.
‘Do you blame them?’ the director
asked.
‘I don’t know what happened,’ she
replied, ‘they may have had a lot of hardships.’
The director was taken aback by the
mature response. He went back and showed the child psychologist Su Xiaopei the
videos and the children’s information. The children were also invited to the
studio to watch the taping and listen to Su Xiaopei’s opinions.
After watching the videos, Su
Xiaopei became very interested in in the child named Shi Liang.
Hence, Xiao Shitou was selected to
appear on the programme. Yin Ting had been very shocked by the news, she rushed
down to the welfare home to ask about the programme, and whether it would bring
harm to Xiao Shitou.
But the dean assured her, ‘It’s a
good thing, hopefully, her relatives would see the show and come and find her.’
She went to see the director and
asked about the details of the programme. When she saw Xiao Shitou’s session,
she became distressed and cried a little. That evening she returned to
Zhengqing’s house and told him the news, he was surprised.
‘Xiao Shitou is too sensible. She
is smart and so cute, why would anyone abandon her?’
Zhengqing held her in comfort.
‘Can we make her a flower girl at
our wedding? She and I are very close, I want her to see my happiness. She will
be very happy.’
‘Alright,’ Zhengqing promised, ‘she
is very much like you.’
‘Is she?’
‘Yup,’ he replied. He did not tell
her that when he was missing her, he went to the welfare home to see Xiao
Shitou, because she was a like a mini-angel, made him think of Yin Ting. He
suddenly had a thought, ‘Xiao Ting, after we are married -couples are qualified to be able to adopt…’
Yin Ting stared at Zhengqing with
widened eyes as she digested what he was saying. She screamed with excitement
and jumped on Zhengqing and cuddled him, ‘You’re so good, you’re so sweet, I
love you so much.’
How could she be so happy? All the
twists and turns of her past loves had led her to meet great happiness; she
knew it and had always believed so. And now, here it is!
The results of the voting for the
Journey to find a Dream event were published.
First place was Kōng Qìqiú, as
expected.
Tingting Yuli 413 came sixth place,
she missed being in the finals by 1,600 votes. But, Yin Ting was happy.
Everyday, people shared beauty they saw with her. They have created different
groups on the internet. Many people in different cities set up public
welfare activities. Everyone has achieved a special fulfilment.
Xiu set up a dinner for the finals. The contestants were invited to attend. In the first place, the five
finalists would be formally sent off on their dream seeking journeys. Secondly,
the remaining participants in the primary event had their own merits. So it was
a show off event to celebrate Xiu and keep the momentum going.
Some stars had been invited and
there were performances. There were lectures and speeches. Yin Ting had been
invited to give a speech but she declined. She felt that she had caused the
event too much trouble already. She would be embarrassed to be on stage.
During the performance, a girl
in an evening dress sat at the piano on the stage. Yin Ting wondered
which star was going to sing. Unexpectedly, there was no star, just the pianist
playing. The young lady played very well.
When the pianist finished her
piece, she rose from the chair and went to the microphone stand.
‘Hello everyone, I am Sēnlín méiyǒu
mù. My dream is to become a pianist, and today I fulfilled that dream. I can
only play one song though. Thank you all.’
She was Sēnlín méiyǒu mù! Yin Ting
was surprised and applauded with the rest of the audience. She held Zhengqing’s
hand and said very excitedly,
‘It’s her; Sēnlín méiyǒu mù! She
did it.’
‘Tingting Yuli 413, are you here? I
would like to give you a hug.’ “Sēnlín méiyǒu mù” said to the audience. Yin
Ting burst into tears and rushed up to the stage and hugged the girl. Everyone
applauded.
Afterwards, there was mingling. Yin
Ting took Kōng Qìqiú’s new book to her to have it signed.
‘I’m your fan,’ Yin Ting said to Kōng
Qìqiú.
Kōng Qìqiú smiled as she signed the
book for Yin Ting. Just as Yin Ting turned away,
‘Tingting Yuli 413,’ Kōng Qìqiú
called.
Yin Ting turned back and Kōng Qìqiú
smiled at her, ‘I am your fan. I like to read your Weibo. Love you, jiāyóu!’
Yin Ting cried again.
She went to find Zhengqing, she
held his arm as she wiped her tears. Zhengqing used a paper serviette to wipe
her tears.
After the last performance, the
General Manager of Xiu took the stage. He thanked everyone for their support
and praised the beauty discovered by the participants.
‘The warmth you pass on is better
that any reward we can give.’ He concluded.
Yin Ting gave an enthusiastic
applause. But Zhengqing handed her another serviette.
‘I haven't cried.’
‘Hold it,’ he said, ‘You might need
it in a bit.’
The General Manager cleared his
throat and said, ‘Everyone knows the Vice President of our Yongkai group, Qiu
Zhengqing. His full name was in the announcement on our page in the last month.’
The audience laughed. Yin Ting also
laughed and glanced at Zhengqing. He looked back at her laughing. She didn’t notice
that he seemed nervous.
‘So strictly speaking, his position
is higher than mine and his power is bigger, hence, he forced me to do this,’
The audience didn’t laugh, but were
filled with curiosity. Yin Ting grasped his arm and asked, ‘What did you do?’
but he didn’t reply.
When everyone didn’t laugh, the
general manger gave a laugh and took out a piece of paper from his pocket and
read, ‘Tingting Yuli413, 413510 asks; can the wedding date be scheduled for the
24th of December? He says the date is special to the both of you.’
Yin Ting held her hand over her
mouth, her eyes filled with astonishment.
The spotlight hit her and she was
surrounded by applause.
Yin Ting blinked. She saw the
people around her smiling and applauding. Zhengqing smiled at her. She began to
cry. It’s so hateful, she really did cry again.
‘Yes!’ she answered loudly.
With a pounce, she threw herself
into Zhengqing’s arms and shouted even louder, ‘Yes!’
It turned into the Yin Ting Show towards the end there, didn't it? I know a lot of you like her, so people won't mind. While bits and pieces here and there resonated, I found her mostly tedious an annoying. I liked Zhengqing for the most part.
As for the story as a whole, if I hadn't taken it upon myself to edit the machine translations of this book and just had to read someone's work, I would have been fluffy, because I naturally skip the bits I find tedious and contrived. Alas, I couldn't. So I was both impressed in a minor way, and insenced in a major way by the author's ability to write details of pointless minutae. Some days I just wanted to cry; what is this? Why is it here? Does it serve any purpose other than to pad word count?!
Anyway, on a whole it was a nice book. I am glad many people enjoyed it.
Hi, this may be a little rambley but ill try to keep it fairly short. I just want to say thank you very much for all the work you have put in, i was stressed out and nervous and i just wanted a bit of fluff to take my mind off it. This novel made me smile and chuckle a little. I can tell by your tl notes it wasnt all a book that you enjoyed but thank you for finishing it anyway. It and tingting made my day and so did you. Keep being awesome. Kisses and cuddles. Wolf.
Thank you so much much for translating this novel. I truly felt ZQ �� for YT. It was definitely a different kind of romance novel but I totally enjoyed the journey. Thx again
I like the story. I also like your commentary. you were like a sarcastic fairygodmother/straight man, hilarious. thank you for your excellent translation! love you, jiayou! lol
I really like the story. it is just inspiring and beautiful. I learned many things from this novel. I hope i too can see the beautiful side of eveything that happens in my life, i too would hold onto my goal and work hard to achieve it. :)
Sometimes, what I really need is a simple fluffy story like this. The grammar doesn't have to be perfect. The writings didnt need to be on the spot. This story, it is filled with heartwarming feelings crom the beginning to the end. I get that sometimes it felt surreal, yet... I liked it. Thats what matters most. Thank you for the hardwork you have done in translating this story. Ps (i just put a blind eye to your in line comments... Hahahaha)
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I enjoyed it very much. It is really heartwarming and uplifting.
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for translating this story!
Thank you so much for all the hardwork. Appreciate it. Cheers!!
ReplyDeleteLoved it! Thanks for sharing this with us and putting in so many long hours so we could enjoy this uplifting story!
ReplyDeleteThank You for your hardwork! I enjoyed the story so much!
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hahaha i loved your side comments and they were totally agreeable X'D i kinda wanted extras detailing their life after tho zzz...
ReplyDeleteThank you so much for your hard work and the translations!!!
I had fun reading this story. Thank you so much.
ReplyDeleteHi, this may be a little rambley but ill try to keep it fairly short. I just want to say thank you very much for all the work you have put in, i was stressed out and nervous and i just wanted a bit of fluff to take my mind off it. This novel made me smile and chuckle a little. I can tell by your tl notes it wasnt all a book that you enjoyed but thank you for finishing it anyway. It and tingting made my day and so did you. Keep being awesome. Kisses and cuddles.
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You're very welcome. I'm glad my grumbling didn't ruin it for you, and I hope you were able to overcome your stressful and nervous day.
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Thank you so much much for translating this novel. I truly felt ZQ �� for YT. It was definitely a different kind of romance novel but I totally enjoyed the journey. Thx again
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed this novel so much. Ty for sharing it with us. :-)
ReplyDeleteI like the story. I also like your commentary. you were like a sarcastic fairygodmother/straight man, hilarious. thank you for your excellent translation! love you, jiayou! lol
ReplyDeleteI really like the story. it is just inspiring and beautiful. I learned many things from this novel. I hope i too can see the beautiful side of eveything that happens in my life, i too would hold onto my goal and work hard to achieve it. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you so much translator :))
You're most welcome. It won't be easy to look on the bright side but I wish you the best in all your endeavours.
DeleteSatisfying and interesting story....but ofcourse i was expecting an epilogue
ReplyDeleteAnd thank you for reading and commenting x.
ReplyDeleteSometimes, what I really need is a simple fluffy story like this. The grammar doesn't have to be perfect. The writings didnt need to be on the spot. This story, it is filled with heartwarming feelings crom the beginning to the end. I get that sometimes it felt surreal, yet... I liked it. Thats what matters most. Thank you for the hardwork you have done in translating this story. Ps (i just put a blind eye to your in line comments... Hahahaha)
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