Chapter 40
Act VI: The Little Prince (2)
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Xiang Cai cheekily asked Want Qingyun if he could borrow the essay he wrote on the Little Prince essay, to use as reference notes.
Tan Yiming agreed quickly, but his thesis was on a mobile hard disk and he did not know which corner it was installed in, and he had to search for it.
guess: It's okay ~ I can wait ~
guess: The teacher asked us to hand it in on Labor Day.
Yiming Qingyun: Isn't Labor Day all the way in May?
Yiming Qingyun: [Black Swan Question Mark Face].jpg
Yiming Qingyun: If you’re graduating this year, your finals should be in May? What class is this and why do you have to hand in homework in May?
guess: ...
Xiang Cai didn’t understand his question, but then remembered the "person" he had fabricated for himself. He was too happy when chatting with Wang Qingyun, and often forgot the sky-high lie he had spoofed. He faked his age, education, and profession ... He obviously had countless opportunities to come clean but couldn't find the courage to speak up at any point.
Was it cowardness? Or was it vanity? Or was it simply ... wanting to be present a more mature image in front of his crush?
Xiang Cai was a bit discouraged and thought, what position did he have to accuse the little prince’s rose of being delicate and pretentious? Obviously, he himself, this lying liar, was the worst rose.
Xiang Cai hesitated, then branched off-topic.
guess: My teacher is so hard to serve.
guess: You must have encountered this kind of teacher, right?
Yiming Qingyun: That's true.
Yiming Qingyun: At the end of the college entrance examination, I thought I was liberated, and could jump out of the boring life of writing papers all day.
Yiming Qingyun: It turned out that when I really stepped into the gates of colleges and universities, I realized how good high school life was.
Yiming Qingyun: Especially now, when I have to do two jobs, and go home in the evening to change the final draft of my dissertation, I particularly miss high school.
Yiming Qingyun: Especially when I see high school students heading home for the day, I envy those little kids.
Xiang Cai: "..."
Little kids?
Xiang Cai uneasily clutched his vest. It turned out that in Yun Da’s eyes, high school students were just "little kids".
Looking back, Wang Qingyun should be about the same age as their class teacher, Chu Ping. Teacher Chu Ping also looked very young, but she just had the "deterrence" they didn’t have. She was a mature adult who spoke well and was the object of their trust. She could even understand The Little Prince.
Xiang Cai couldn’t even imagine a scene where Teacher Chu Ping and his peer were in love—it would be so mismatched!
Therefore, Xiang Cai thought about the age gap between Wang Qingyun and himself, and an indescribable anxiety surged up.
That was a distance where he "could never catch up". It was like looking at the stars from earth, or like craving an oasis in the desert.
The chat between the two ended in a hurry.
That night, Xiang Cai was lying in the bed, tossing, turning and trying to fall asleep. In the end, he simply took The Little Prince out and began to read it.
He had an electronic version in his phone, and he squinted through the pages with the dim screen light.
He read the chapter on the rose.
He saw the little prince saying, "Flowers are always different."
He saw the little prince saying, "I'm responsible for her! And she's so weak! She's so naive. She only has four insignificant spines to protect herself against foreign enemies ..."
He saw the little prince saying, "I will listen to whatever she says, whether complaining or bragging, or even when she’s silent, I will listen, because she is my rose."
Xiang Cai read these words and fell asleep slowly.
In the dream, he still didn't understand the little prince.
However, he suddenly understood the rose.
※
After casting hundreds of resumes and attending dozens of interviews, George finally found a job.
He applied to come to the United States for the doctorate. Although his transcript was very beautiful, his spoken English was not good, and his forehead would sweat when others spoke English hurriedly.
Previously, he was interviewed by a well-known software company in the industry. He went through seven rounds, and the last interviewer was an Indian executive. As a result, neither of them understood what the other was talking about, and the good job was gone just like that.
Now that he was successful and finally received a coveted job offer, he could go to bed laughing at night.
Shang Xiaorui was also very happy for him and reserved a spot at a restaurant and said that he would celebrate it well.
“Old Tan, come together!" George shaved his beard, cut his hair, and put on handsome clothes. He looked very spirited. "It is difficult to order at that restaurant, and it’s hard to reserve a spot. I, George, am treating you well!"
Tan Yiming queried, "Is it okay? I don’t want to be a light bulb when you two are dating."
"It's okay!" George said warmly. "It's Xiaorui who called me to say how busy it is with so many people there.”
"..." Tan Yiming moved with a tentative question, "Only the three of us?"
George waved a big hand: "Of course! Don't worry, I did not call Yao Yin."
Tan Yiming looked at him in surprise.
George scratched his head: "Actually ... I know everything about you and Yao Yin. Of course, I didn't see it. It was Xiaorui who saw it. The girl is always more delicate." He hadn’t been exposed to homosexuality, so he couldn’t help but see those people through colored glasses. However, now, he found that regardless of sexuality, they were just ordinary people.
"But Old Tan, I really didn’t see it, you also like men!"
Tan Yiming said honestly: "Actually, I didn't find myself having this tendency before, but it was only after I met Yao Yin did I find that I can accept the same sex."
George gossiped: "Why aren't you with Yao Yin?"
"Well, it just doesn't feel right." Tan Yiming said, "It’s not as if two men with the same sexual orientation can just get together. If you really like Yao Yin, you can go out with him."
"You can't say that!" George hurriedly waved, "I have a girlfriend! I love her very much!!!"
"What if there wasn't a Xiaorui?"
George thought about his fond memories of Yao Yin leading him to gain gaming points, buying flashy equipment, and pretending to take him to fly, without holding back his cheerful expressions.
Tan Yiming snorted and pierced his fantasy: "As a reminder, he acknowledged to me privately that he is a Sony fan, and he thinks Zelda is the world's most time-consuming, boring game."
"Oh!" The Nintendo fan George exploded immediately. "Old Tan, I order you not to speak to him for life!!! You can't associate with that Sony dog even if you associate with the whole base!!!"
"..." Tan Yiming laughed, "Okay. For you, I am at odds with him."
The two drove to the restaurant. Coincidentally, it was called Le Petit Prince, and the translation was, The Little Prince. The logo was a barbed rose. This was the most popular internet celebrity restaurant recently. The seats were full, and many people were waiting outside.
Shang Xiaorui booked a window seat, and when she saw them, hurriedly greeted them.
Today, she wore a very elegant dress, quite feminine, and George's eyes went straight to her. He had prepared a bunch of flowers in advance, and prepared a speech, but when he saw his girlfriend, he became a mute.
The two of them stuck together as soon as they met. Even if they didn’t talk, they exchanged affectionate gazes. Their hands on the table accidentally touched each other’s and entangled, completely like a foolish couple in love.
Tan Yiming picked up a glass of water: "Cheers, cheers."
George interrupted: "Old Tan, why are you toasting so loudly?"
Tan Yiming: "I'm reminding you that I came here to eat a meal, not to eat dog food."
George: "If you want to be envious, you should find someone. Don't be a single dog. Only love will make you walk upright!"
Tan Yiming shook his head, thinking, how could a love partner be so easy to find.
Le Petit Prince, as an online celebrity shop, specialized in light meals. Quinoa, avocados, and mulberries were piled on the plate like money. The taste of these things was not bad, but the main draw was that the display was very beautiful, and especially suitable for taking pictures.
Every time a new dish came up, Xiaorui would take a few pictures with interest. She finished shooting and it was George's turn. When George finished shooting, the two looked at Tan Yiming.
Tan Yiming: "... What do I do?"
George: "Shouldn’t you take pictures?"
"Why?"
"To use for show!" George said as if it was obvious, "Post to friends, post on Weibo, just post it ... share your life!"
Tan Yiming didn't understand such a motive, but couldn't hold up against George's enthusiasm. He still took a few photos, thought about it, and just posted it on Weibo.
Wang Qingyun had debuted for so many years, but he was sharing his life for the first time! You know, he had always been famous in the circle for being a mystery; except for the festivals, he never sent out things that are not related to dubbing.
Although it was just a few photos of food, and even the emoji was the default rainbow, it was enough to make the fans happy.
A tall building was immediately built in the comments.
Fan A: Surprise! The Weibo account that this old lady followed has finally updated!
Fan B: Is Yun-sama hacked ... He would never show good food!
Fan C: Let it go, let it go, Yun Da is just being mean, no need to watch.
Fan D: Sorry, there are so many people paying attention to my date with my male friend.
Fan E replied to Fan D: Sister, wake up.
Fan F: The male god looks exactly like Wu Yanzu! I testify! I am the plate of salad, I have seen him with my own eyes!!!
[T/N: Wu Yanzu is a celebrity known for being handsome.]
Tan Yiming refreshed and casually read these funny comments, and was amused by his fans.
He refreshed again, and found that there was one more forward, the id was @Guess I Guess.
@Guess I Guess: Oh oh oh looks so delicious!!! But what kind of unique food is Figure 5, it is so beautiful!
This inconspicuous account was mixed in with other forwards. Others would only think that he was an ordinary fan of Wang Qingyun, and only Tan Yiming knew who this account belonged to.
After thinking about it, he directly knocked on the QQ of the little swan and sent out several pictures with different angles.
Yiming Qingyun: [Share small video]
Yiming Qingyun: This is salmon eggs benedict. The red below is smoked salmon, and the egg yolk on top is not yet hard.
Tan Yiming gently pushed the plate, and the soft boiled eggs shook. He pierced the yolk with a fork, and the tender egg yolk flowed down and penetrated into the lower layer of bread and chess.
guess: !!!!!!!!
guess: Looks so delicious ...
guess: Drool ...
In fact, eggs benedict was just a common Western-style brunch, which could be found just by walking into a Western restaurant. However, although Xiang Cai had grown to this age, the closest he had gotten to western food was the McDonald's near the school gate. Because of his embarrassment, he rarely ate anything other than the school cafeteria food. In addition, in order to control his weight, he could only buy a child-size burger at a time, cherishing every bite, and then licking his fingers to savor the taste, so the memories would linger until the next time.
His only impression of a Western restaurant was the handsome gentlemen in the movies, who would go to a Western restaurant for a date while holding hands. They drank champagne, they ate steak, and they had a violin accompaniment!
It was a world he couldn't reach at all, but to Wang Qingyun in the United States, it was as familiar as a regular occurrence.
Xiang Cai was sour in every pore, not that he was sour while watching, but sour towards himself.
guess: Thank you Yun-sama for the video!
guess: [meng goose shy].jpg
Yiming Qingyun: It’s nothing. I saw that your Weibo looked very curious, so I sent it.
Yiming Qingyun: [smirk]
guess: ... Weibo?
Yiming Qingyun: Yeah, isn't this your Weibo?
Yiming Qingyun: [Share image]
Xiang Cai rubbed his eyes, and then rubbed his eyes again ...
God, what did he see! His "star-chasing" was actually exposed!!!!!!!
Every time he sang a song, he didn't let the crew tag him, and just went to watch the comments secretly. So up to now, his fans were only a few familiar little sisters in the community.
But he never expected that this identity, which he thought was very tightly hidden, was actually discovered by his idol...
As soon as he thought of Wang Qingyun seeing him on his Super Topic every day on Weibo, he felt that the shame progress bar above his head was bursting!
Little swan can't wait to fly away from the planet now!!!!!
Tan Yiming teased the child with a few words, and when he saw the expression of a swan hiding his head under his wings to disappear, he realized that his little swan was shy.
Tan Yiming smiled to himself. George had to knock on the table before he lifted his head from his mobile phone.
"Hey ... hey! Old Tan!" George said, "Which little lover are you chatting with? Look at you smiling like this."
Smiling?
Was he smiling?
Tan Yiming subconsciously touched his mouth, and unexpectedly found a smile on his face.
"What little lover." Tan Yiming drew his phone over. "It's a kid I met online."
"’Kid~’" George poked his lips to mock him.
Tan Yiming didn't want to listen to his nonsense, and changed the topic: "You two have been so sweet and I can’t get in on the conversation ... Well, what did you want to talk about?"
Shang Xiaorui said, "Brother, we want to talk to you."
"Me?"
"Yeah!" George scratched the hairs on his head. "That ... brother, actually, calling you out this time is also to let you relax. Do you remember when you were in a bad state some time ago, and your whole person was down in the dumps? I don't know what happened to you, so I want to take this opportunity to chat with you. If you encounter a problem, let me know. We can help you analyze it, maybe we can help! "
[T/N: The word ‘brother’ George and Xiaorui are saying isn’t Ge, which I will keep in pinyin. They say ‘shixiong’ and ‘xiongdi’, which I am deciding to keep as brother.]
Tan Yiming didn't expect that his previous frustration was noticed by the carefree man George.
He was moved and his heart felt warm.
"... Thank you," he said. "Actually, that’s passed."
Shang Xiaorui said with concern: "Did it really pass? Then why are you still looking stressed?"
Tan Yiming couldn’t hide it, so he explained his troubles to them.
"You know Blizzard Entertainment?"
"Of course!" George, a fan of gaming, held up his hands and said longingly, "The product of Blizzard must be a fine product!"
Tan Yiming nodded: "Blizzard now has a masterpiece code-named “Q” and they are currently recruiting voice actors globally. One of them is set as a Chinese male astronaut, and they wanted ten Chinese commercial voice actors to audition ... "
Although he refused the help of Yao Yin, Tan Yiming still kept thinking about this. Unfortunately, none of the ways he could think of would work.
As the time approached the deadline, Tan Yiming's regret gradually faded.
He had already figured out that if he could get this opportunity with his own efforts, it would be good; if he couldn't, he would slowly work according to the original plan.
George understood: "You're disappointed because you can't get one of those ten places?"
"Almost." Tan Yiming smiled. "In addition to the ten official invitations, employees Level 8 or above in Blizzard can also recommend candidates. I have been trying to find a way to recommend myself during this time, but unfortunately ..." He shrugged his shoulders and laughed at himself. "The big guys aren’t so easy to know."
Unexpectedly, when she heard what he said, Xiaorui's fork was unstable, and landed on the table, making a harsh noise.
"Brother Tan! You, you, you ..." She stuttered for a long time and finally squeezed out a sentence, "We have a visiting professor in our major, the person in charge of the animation production department of Blizzard Entertainment!!!"
Tan Yiming: !!!!
There was a joke in the gaming circle, which was not known to outsiders such as Tan Yiming—Blizzard, the animation company, was held back because of gaming.
Blizzard is different from other game companies. Instead of outsourcing the CG animation part to other studios, they set up a special animation department by themselves. All the promotional videos are from this department. Many employees are dug up from Disney!
—Tan Yiming did not expect that a bright willow in the dark was hiding beside him.
[T/N: A phrase that means to encounter an unexpected turning point in difficulties.]
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The author has something to say: Some people said that the number of words in the previous chapters were too small, so it will break out today~~~
Asking for praise in reply!
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Xiang Cai cheekily asked Want Qingyun if he could borrow the essay he wrote on the Little Prince essay, to use as reference notes.
Tan Yiming agreed quickly, but his thesis was on a mobile hard disk and he did not know which corner it was installed in, and he had to search for it.
guess: It's okay ~ I can wait ~
guess: The teacher asked us to hand it in on Labor Day.
Yiming Qingyun: Isn't Labor Day all the way in May?
Yiming Qingyun: [Black Swan Question Mark Face].jpg
Yiming Qingyun: If you’re graduating this year, your finals should be in May? What class is this and why do you have to hand in homework in May?
guess: ...
Xiang Cai didn’t understand his question, but then remembered the "person" he had fabricated for himself. He was too happy when chatting with Wang Qingyun, and often forgot the sky-high lie he had spoofed. He faked his age, education, and profession ... He obviously had countless opportunities to come clean but couldn't find the courage to speak up at any point.
Was it cowardness? Or was it vanity? Or was it simply ... wanting to be present a more mature image in front of his crush?
Xiang Cai was a bit discouraged and thought, what position did he have to accuse the little prince’s rose of being delicate and pretentious? Obviously, he himself, this lying liar, was the worst rose.
Xiang Cai hesitated, then branched off-topic.
guess: My teacher is so hard to serve.
guess: You must have encountered this kind of teacher, right?
Yiming Qingyun: That's true.
Yiming Qingyun: At the end of the college entrance examination, I thought I was liberated, and could jump out of the boring life of writing papers all day.
Yiming Qingyun: It turned out that when I really stepped into the gates of colleges and universities, I realized how good high school life was.
Yiming Qingyun: Especially now, when I have to do two jobs, and go home in the evening to change the final draft of my dissertation, I particularly miss high school.
Yiming Qingyun: Especially when I see high school students heading home for the day, I envy those little kids.
Xiang Cai: "..."
Little kids?
Xiang Cai uneasily clutched his vest. It turned out that in Yun Da’s eyes, high school students were just "little kids".
Looking back, Wang Qingyun should be about the same age as their class teacher, Chu Ping. Teacher Chu Ping also looked very young, but she just had the "deterrence" they didn’t have. She was a mature adult who spoke well and was the object of their trust. She could even understand The Little Prince.
Xiang Cai couldn’t even imagine a scene where Teacher Chu Ping and his peer were in love—it would be so mismatched!
Therefore, Xiang Cai thought about the age gap between Wang Qingyun and himself, and an indescribable anxiety surged up.
That was a distance where he "could never catch up". It was like looking at the stars from earth, or like craving an oasis in the desert.
The chat between the two ended in a hurry.
That night, Xiang Cai was lying in the bed, tossing, turning and trying to fall asleep. In the end, he simply took The Little Prince out and began to read it.
He had an electronic version in his phone, and he squinted through the pages with the dim screen light.
He read the chapter on the rose.
He saw the little prince saying, "Flowers are always different."
He saw the little prince saying, "I'm responsible for her! And she's so weak! She's so naive. She only has four insignificant spines to protect herself against foreign enemies ..."
He saw the little prince saying, "I will listen to whatever she says, whether complaining or bragging, or even when she’s silent, I will listen, because she is my rose."
Xiang Cai read these words and fell asleep slowly.
In the dream, he still didn't understand the little prince.
However, he suddenly understood the rose.
※
After casting hundreds of resumes and attending dozens of interviews, George finally found a job.
He applied to come to the United States for the doctorate. Although his transcript was very beautiful, his spoken English was not good, and his forehead would sweat when others spoke English hurriedly.
Previously, he was interviewed by a well-known software company in the industry. He went through seven rounds, and the last interviewer was an Indian executive. As a result, neither of them understood what the other was talking about, and the good job was gone just like that.
Now that he was successful and finally received a coveted job offer, he could go to bed laughing at night.
Shang Xiaorui was also very happy for him and reserved a spot at a restaurant and said that he would celebrate it well.
“Old Tan, come together!" George shaved his beard, cut his hair, and put on handsome clothes. He looked very spirited. "It is difficult to order at that restaurant, and it’s hard to reserve a spot. I, George, am treating you well!"
Tan Yiming queried, "Is it okay? I don’t want to be a light bulb when you two are dating."
"It's okay!" George said warmly. "It's Xiaorui who called me to say how busy it is with so many people there.”
"..." Tan Yiming moved with a tentative question, "Only the three of us?"
George waved a big hand: "Of course! Don't worry, I did not call Yao Yin."
Tan Yiming looked at him in surprise.
George scratched his head: "Actually ... I know everything about you and Yao Yin. Of course, I didn't see it. It was Xiaorui who saw it. The girl is always more delicate." He hadn’t been exposed to homosexuality, so he couldn’t help but see those people through colored glasses. However, now, he found that regardless of sexuality, they were just ordinary people.
"But Old Tan, I really didn’t see it, you also like men!"
Tan Yiming said honestly: "Actually, I didn't find myself having this tendency before, but it was only after I met Yao Yin did I find that I can accept the same sex."
George gossiped: "Why aren't you with Yao Yin?"
"Well, it just doesn't feel right." Tan Yiming said, "It’s not as if two men with the same sexual orientation can just get together. If you really like Yao Yin, you can go out with him."
"You can't say that!" George hurriedly waved, "I have a girlfriend! I love her very much!!!"
"What if there wasn't a Xiaorui?"
George thought about his fond memories of Yao Yin leading him to gain gaming points, buying flashy equipment, and pretending to take him to fly, without holding back his cheerful expressions.
Tan Yiming snorted and pierced his fantasy: "As a reminder, he acknowledged to me privately that he is a Sony fan, and he thinks Zelda is the world's most time-consuming, boring game."
"Oh!" The Nintendo fan George exploded immediately. "Old Tan, I order you not to speak to him for life!!! You can't associate with that Sony dog even if you associate with the whole base!!!"
"..." Tan Yiming laughed, "Okay. For you, I am at odds with him."
The two drove to the restaurant. Coincidentally, it was called Le Petit Prince, and the translation was, The Little Prince. The logo was a barbed rose. This was the most popular internet celebrity restaurant recently. The seats were full, and many people were waiting outside.
Shang Xiaorui booked a window seat, and when she saw them, hurriedly greeted them.
Today, she wore a very elegant dress, quite feminine, and George's eyes went straight to her. He had prepared a bunch of flowers in advance, and prepared a speech, but when he saw his girlfriend, he became a mute.
The two of them stuck together as soon as they met. Even if they didn’t talk, they exchanged affectionate gazes. Their hands on the table accidentally touched each other’s and entangled, completely like a foolish couple in love.
Tan Yiming picked up a glass of water: "Cheers, cheers."
George interrupted: "Old Tan, why are you toasting so loudly?"
Tan Yiming: "I'm reminding you that I came here to eat a meal, not to eat dog food."
George: "If you want to be envious, you should find someone. Don't be a single dog. Only love will make you walk upright!"
Tan Yiming shook his head, thinking, how could a love partner be so easy to find.
Le Petit Prince, as an online celebrity shop, specialized in light meals. Quinoa, avocados, and mulberries were piled on the plate like money. The taste of these things was not bad, but the main draw was that the display was very beautiful, and especially suitable for taking pictures.
Every time a new dish came up, Xiaorui would take a few pictures with interest. She finished shooting and it was George's turn. When George finished shooting, the two looked at Tan Yiming.
Tan Yiming: "... What do I do?"
George: "Shouldn’t you take pictures?"
"Why?"
"To use for show!" George said as if it was obvious, "Post to friends, post on Weibo, just post it ... share your life!"
Tan Yiming didn't understand such a motive, but couldn't hold up against George's enthusiasm. He still took a few photos, thought about it, and just posted it on Weibo.
Wang Qingyun had debuted for so many years, but he was sharing his life for the first time! You know, he had always been famous in the circle for being a mystery; except for the festivals, he never sent out things that are not related to dubbing.
Although it was just a few photos of food, and even the emoji was the default rainbow, it was enough to make the fans happy.
A tall building was immediately built in the comments.
Fan A: Surprise! The Weibo account that this old lady followed has finally updated!
Fan B: Is Yun-sama hacked ... He would never show good food!
Fan C: Let it go, let it go, Yun Da is just being mean, no need to watch.
Fan D: Sorry, there are so many people paying attention to my date with my male friend.
Fan E replied to Fan D: Sister, wake up.
Fan F: The male god looks exactly like Wu Yanzu! I testify! I am the plate of salad, I have seen him with my own eyes!!!
[T/N: Wu Yanzu is a celebrity known for being handsome.]
Tan Yiming refreshed and casually read these funny comments, and was amused by his fans.
He refreshed again, and found that there was one more forward, the id was @Guess I Guess.
@Guess I Guess: Oh oh oh looks so delicious!!! But what kind of unique food is Figure 5, it is so beautiful!
This inconspicuous account was mixed in with other forwards. Others would only think that he was an ordinary fan of Wang Qingyun, and only Tan Yiming knew who this account belonged to.
After thinking about it, he directly knocked on the QQ of the little swan and sent out several pictures with different angles.
Yiming Qingyun: [Share small video]
Yiming Qingyun: This is salmon eggs benedict. The red below is smoked salmon, and the egg yolk on top is not yet hard.
Tan Yiming gently pushed the plate, and the soft boiled eggs shook. He pierced the yolk with a fork, and the tender egg yolk flowed down and penetrated into the lower layer of bread and chess.
guess: !!!!!!!!
guess: Looks so delicious ...
guess: Drool ...
In fact, eggs benedict was just a common Western-style brunch, which could be found just by walking into a Western restaurant. However, although Xiang Cai had grown to this age, the closest he had gotten to western food was the McDonald's near the school gate. Because of his embarrassment, he rarely ate anything other than the school cafeteria food. In addition, in order to control his weight, he could only buy a child-size burger at a time, cherishing every bite, and then licking his fingers to savor the taste, so the memories would linger until the next time.
His only impression of a Western restaurant was the handsome gentlemen in the movies, who would go to a Western restaurant for a date while holding hands. They drank champagne, they ate steak, and they had a violin accompaniment!
It was a world he couldn't reach at all, but to Wang Qingyun in the United States, it was as familiar as a regular occurrence.
Xiang Cai was sour in every pore, not that he was sour while watching, but sour towards himself.
guess: Thank you Yun-sama for the video!
guess: [meng goose shy].jpg
Yiming Qingyun: It’s nothing. I saw that your Weibo looked very curious, so I sent it.
Yiming Qingyun: [smirk]
guess: ... Weibo?
Yiming Qingyun: Yeah, isn't this your Weibo?
Yiming Qingyun: [Share image]
Xiang Cai rubbed his eyes, and then rubbed his eyes again ...
God, what did he see! His "star-chasing" was actually exposed!!!!!!!
Every time he sang a song, he didn't let the crew tag him, and just went to watch the comments secretly. So up to now, his fans were only a few familiar little sisters in the community.
But he never expected that this identity, which he thought was very tightly hidden, was actually discovered by his idol...
As soon as he thought of Wang Qingyun seeing him on his Super Topic every day on Weibo, he felt that the shame progress bar above his head was bursting!
Little swan can't wait to fly away from the planet now!!!!!
Tan Yiming teased the child with a few words, and when he saw the expression of a swan hiding his head under his wings to disappear, he realized that his little swan was shy.
Tan Yiming smiled to himself. George had to knock on the table before he lifted his head from his mobile phone.
"Hey ... hey! Old Tan!" George said, "Which little lover are you chatting with? Look at you smiling like this."
Smiling?
Was he smiling?
Tan Yiming subconsciously touched his mouth, and unexpectedly found a smile on his face.
"What little lover." Tan Yiming drew his phone over. "It's a kid I met online."
"’Kid~’" George poked his lips to mock him.
Tan Yiming didn't want to listen to his nonsense, and changed the topic: "You two have been so sweet and I can’t get in on the conversation ... Well, what did you want to talk about?"
Shang Xiaorui said, "Brother, we want to talk to you."
"Me?"
"Yeah!" George scratched the hairs on his head. "That ... brother, actually, calling you out this time is also to let you relax. Do you remember when you were in a bad state some time ago, and your whole person was down in the dumps? I don't know what happened to you, so I want to take this opportunity to chat with you. If you encounter a problem, let me know. We can help you analyze it, maybe we can help! "
[T/N: The word ‘brother’ George and Xiaorui are saying isn’t Ge, which I will keep in pinyin. They say ‘shixiong’ and ‘xiongdi’, which I am deciding to keep as brother.]
Tan Yiming didn't expect that his previous frustration was noticed by the carefree man George.
He was moved and his heart felt warm.
"... Thank you," he said. "Actually, that’s passed."
Shang Xiaorui said with concern: "Did it really pass? Then why are you still looking stressed?"
Tan Yiming couldn’t hide it, so he explained his troubles to them.
"You know Blizzard Entertainment?"
"Of course!" George, a fan of gaming, held up his hands and said longingly, "The product of Blizzard must be a fine product!"
Tan Yiming nodded: "Blizzard now has a masterpiece code-named “Q” and they are currently recruiting voice actors globally. One of them is set as a Chinese male astronaut, and they wanted ten Chinese commercial voice actors to audition ... "
Although he refused the help of Yao Yin, Tan Yiming still kept thinking about this. Unfortunately, none of the ways he could think of would work.
As the time approached the deadline, Tan Yiming's regret gradually faded.
He had already figured out that if he could get this opportunity with his own efforts, it would be good; if he couldn't, he would slowly work according to the original plan.
George understood: "You're disappointed because you can't get one of those ten places?"
"Almost." Tan Yiming smiled. "In addition to the ten official invitations, employees Level 8 or above in Blizzard can also recommend candidates. I have been trying to find a way to recommend myself during this time, but unfortunately ..." He shrugged his shoulders and laughed at himself. "The big guys aren’t so easy to know."
Unexpectedly, when she heard what he said, Xiaorui's fork was unstable, and landed on the table, making a harsh noise.
"Brother Tan! You, you, you ..." She stuttered for a long time and finally squeezed out a sentence, "We have a visiting professor in our major, the person in charge of the animation production department of Blizzard Entertainment!!!"
Tan Yiming: !!!!
There was a joke in the gaming circle, which was not known to outsiders such as Tan Yiming—Blizzard, the animation company, was held back because of gaming.
Blizzard is different from other game companies. Instead of outsourcing the CG animation part to other studios, they set up a special animation department by themselves. All the promotional videos are from this department. Many employees are dug up from Disney!
—Tan Yiming did not expect that a bright willow in the dark was hiding beside him.
[T/N: A phrase that means to encounter an unexpected turning point in difficulties.]
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The author has something to say: Some people said that the number of words in the previous chapters were too small, so it will break out today~~~
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High praise, high praise.!!!
ReplyDeletewhoa ...an opportunity....all the best yiming !!
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