Shut Up, You Fake Fan!
Although the night before, Shen Weixing had said that he would drive Ye Jiuyue to his morning class the next day, Ye Jiuyue only took it as no more than wind in his ears. Firstly, he didn’t count on the words of a fuck buddy in a hurry to get him into bed, even if that person was Shen Weixing, and also precisely because that person was Shen Weixing. Secondly, there were a lot of people rushing to school in the morning, he didn’t want to be seen being dropped off in a luxury car, it was better to have less trouble than more.
Therefore, Ye Jiuyue got up very early, got his dorm mate to bring his books, and decided to get back to school with a morning run.
After his arms were empty for half a minute, Shen Weixing blearily woke up as well. While rubbing his eyes, he asked, “Can’t you wake up later than me for once?”
Ye Jiuyue sat on the edge of the bed and put on his socks. As he was doing that, he replied, “Sorry, today I have a morning class. You figure something out yourself for breakfast, okay?”
Shen Weixing remembered this issue. “Oh, then I’ll drop you off. I’m driving, so you don’t need to be in such a hurry to leave. Let’s eat breakfast together on the way, that fried pancake you brought last time wasn’t bad.”
Although it had been the half that Ye Jiuyue had left over. In addition, it had went cold.
As soon as Shen Weixing thought of this, he got angry again. Look at the way other people were treated by their sugar babies, then look at how he was treated. Last month, he’d occasionally called Ye Jiuyue to come over, yet he was left waiting for one hour until Ye Jiuyue arrived. When he asked, it was because Ye Jiuyue had been waiting in line to buy fried pancakes.
A single role of mine earns millions, yet I can’t win against a fried pancake?! Are you, Ye Jiuyue, too lofty, or am I, Shen Weixing, giving you too little money?
Shen Weixing was so angry that he grabbed Ye Jiuyue’s fried pancake and cheese sea salt milk tea, in an attempt to anger Ye Jiuyue to death.
But Ye Jiuyue didn’t get angered to death, he stared at Shen Weixing with a subtle gaze as he finished eating that half of fried pancake and drinking that half a cup of milk tea, then watched Shen Weixing have to do half an hour of push-ups because he’d overeaten in calories.
In the end, the close to this play was Shen Weixing almost being angered to death.
Shen Weixing felt that Ye Jiuyue was a demon, or else a spy sent over by an enemy, a corporate spy, a honey pot trap; what’s more, he wasn’t beautiful at all.
Ye Jiuyue finished putting on the left sock and started putting on the right sock. He didn’t even raise his head as he replied, “There’s no need, you can rest. In the morning, there’s a lot of people at that shop too, so you’d have to line up, there’s no time for that.”
Shen Weixing asked another question, “How many classes do you have today?”
Ye Jiuyue said, “In the morning, it’s the first and second period classes; in the afternoon, it’s the seventh period class.”
Shen Weixing complained, “What kind of shitty schedule is this.”
Ye Jiuyue smiled, didn’t continue with the topic, and instead went to wash up, dragging his slippers as he went.
The sound of water came from the bathroom, which caused feelings of irritation to arise in Shen Weixing. After a bit of contemplation, he decided to ignore Ye Jiuyue out of spite, laid back down and went to sleep.
Coafg Tf Alesef olclrtfv kjrtlcu eq, tf vlvc’a tjnf jcsatlcu firf ab vb, pera rqffvlis abbx tlr qtbcf jcv ifoa.
Pc ageat, Tf Alesef tjv qegqbrfoeiis mibrfv atf vbbg jr delfais jr qbrrlyif, yea Vtfc Qflzlcu ralii tfjgv la. Pgglajyis, tf atgfk yjmx atf mbnfgr jcv rja eq, yfobgf tf kfca bcab tlr qtbcf ktlif ifjclcu bc atf tfjvybjgv.
The production studio of that drama of Xia Qiu’s had posted a photo of Shen Weixing on the set yesterday. It was taken casually by a staff member on set with a phone, so it was very blurry, but that didn’t stop fans from reposting the Weibo post and licking the screen.
The female lead also reposted it, and added: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I haven’t been a good person for my 18 years of life for nothing!
This young lady was also a hoot. Shen Weixing actually was quite fond of her, mainly because he’d accidentally seen her script book during the break yesterday; it was covered in notes and underlinings, and the paper had been flipped so many times it was misshapen. Shen Weixing’s attitude towards serious, hard working people was always very good.
Sigh, if only Xia Qiu could be as hardworking as her, then that would be great. Shen Weixing sighed, and replied under the Weibo that the female lead had reposted with an emoji: [doge
Immediately, there were all kinds of replies.
Shen Weixing was used to it, he liked to play around like this when he had nothing else to do.
Actually, everyone in the circle were perfectly clear that it was just for publicity, after all, they had to keep current and maintain discussion about themselves; this was something that was beneficial for all involved.
And replying to a Weibo with an emoji was the move with the lowest cost, after all, it didn’t mean anything, it was all the netizens who were reading into it too much.
This also counted as helping the girl get exposure, afterwards they could also pull Xia Qiu into it and have a “real and fake male lead fight over a beauty”, “love triangle” and similar topics attached to them. However, after things ended, the parties involved could be completely innocent, they can just effortlessly clarify the situation and there would be no problems.
Today was another day of supporting his juniors~
Shen Weixing turned off his phone, feeling satisfied. He got up and changed, washed up, sat on the sofa, then picked up the English practice book that Ye Jiuyue had left there and started practicing his pronunciation.
But he didn’t like to do so in front of others, because he’d been dissed and mocked about it before, saying that he was making a show of things. Someone who hadn’t even graduated middle school was holding a copy of ‘The Birth of Tragedy’, this sort of high-level difficulty book? If it wasn’t making a show, what was it? Was he even able to understand it? (Shen Weixing truthfully couldn’t understand the book, every time he started from the first page and every time he felt that this was a new book that he’d never read before. He could understand every word when it was individually separated, but when it was put together, it was like French to him, but he still persistently believed that one day he would be able to be patient and finish reading as well as understand it, and then his mental level would upgrade another level)
Shen Weixing had been mocked many times, in theory he shouldn’t care about this sort of small, harmless weakness, and just take them as additional publicity. But he wasn’t willing to be mocked in this sort of subject, and was very uncomfortable about it in his heart.
Schooling was the area in which he was the most lacking in confidence, because he really didn’t have it, and so he was rather sensitive about it, and didn’t want people bringing it up.
So afterwards he wouldn’t bring out books in front of the public eye, and would only read them in private. He wouldn’t brag about them either, because he was afraid of trying to be clever but messing it up and being mocked again.
If you were to say what weak point Shen Weixing had, then it would be this.
Shen Weixing practiced some daily conversational English for a while, gave himself a break in between, picked up his phone and started browsing. He ignored the interactions that that reply had caused, and habitually clicked into Ye Jiuyue’s Weibo profile.
His Weibo account was also sometimes managed by the company, so he hadn’t secretly followed Ye Jiuyue; he would manually type in the profile ID every time.
Good thing Ye Jiuyue was lazy, and only changed his profile name once in a blue moon.
Not only did he not change his profile name, he also didn’t post that much either.
Ha. Ha. Always saying (didn’t, actually) that you like me, yet on my birthday you don’t even send a Weibo post to wish me a happy birthday, Ha. Ha. Shen Weixing coldly laughed. Just as he was about to exit the page, his finger stopped, his eyes focused and saw that the replies in the post Ye Jiuyue had posted before had increased!
Ye Jiuyue, with an account that was eternally growing grass, generally didn’t have many replies at all. Shen Weixing remembered it very well. Now, he didn’t know what he was thinking, but he clicked in and went to see who replied. He saw that the ID had Dong in it, called Jiu Yue Ru Dong.
Ha. Ha. Scram back to your south side of the planet! Shen Weixing coldly laughed.
Shen Weixing clicked into Sui Dong’s profile and looked for a while, mocking what he saw as he went.
Truthfully, the stuff that Sui Dong posted didn’t have much to be mocked, but Shen Weixing was going to do so even if he had to create stuff himself. For example, Sui Dong posted: “This year it’s almost the holiday again [picture of a lonely back.jpg]” and Shen Weixing would say ‘putting on an act’, when Sui Dong reposted a post about relationship advice, then Shen Weixing would say it’s ‘sappy’, when Sui Dong reposted Ye Jiuyue’s post, then Shen Weixing would go ‘Ha. Ha.’
Shen Weixing dissed all the way to the end, until he saw an original post that Sui Dong had written.
Jiu Yue Ru Dong: reminiscing about the fried pancakes by the entrance of my high school, as well as the person who I ate them with.
Ha. Ha. You can only reminisce, the person is mine and the fried pancake is mine too. Shen Weixing coldly laughed as he scrolled up, about to log off, but he got a new, just posted post from the user.
How come this dude has so much to say? Shen Weixing looked with a frown.
Jiu Yue Ru Dong: Perseverance leads to victory
Shen Weixing: Ha. Ha.
He even nearly replied under the Weibo post, hurriedly put a stop to those misbehaving fingers, then stared at that line of text for a long while.
The author has something to say:
Shen Weixing: Take a look, check it out, tut tut tut, he’s so perverted, what sorta taste did you have before, huh?
Ye Jiuyue: yeah, what kinda taste do I have? (feeling conflicted as he stares at the idol he formerly was a fan of)
Today’s count of lost fans (1/1)
Rinrin: Sorry for the wait! The next chapter will be coming faster, don’t worry~
is so lucky YJY’s a facecon
Little lesson + recall for the mc’s names.
Shen Weixing= the weixing sounds like the word for satellite, Wei(谓) is a word that has a variety of meanings such as : speak, talk, report, tell. Xing (行) means the way (road) in it’s oldest, most basic meaning. Though this word (行) has multiple ways of pronounciation and meaning (such as hang, a different hang, heng, a different xing), SWX’s name uses Xing. (谓行) appears in some poems (lots of chinese names come from poems, by either using a phrase or mixing words (important ones) from a line in a poem—the practice is an art, so there are some rules to make some names better than others (more sophisticated, etc).
Ye Jiuyue= the last name is Ye (叶), which is the word for leaf. Jiu is nine and Yue is moon. Together, Jiuyue means the ninth month, or September.
Chapter 7: CH 7
Therefore, Ye Jiuyue got up very early, got his dorm mate to bring his books, and decided to get back to school with a morning run.
After his arms were empty for half a minute, Shen Weixing blearily woke up as well. While rubbing his eyes, he asked, “Can’t you wake up later than me for once?”
Ye Jiuyue sat on the edge of the bed and put on his socks. As he was doing that, he replied, “Sorry, today I have a morning class. You figure something out yourself for breakfast, okay?”
Shen Weixing remembered this issue. “Oh, then I’ll drop you off. I’m driving, so you don’t need to be in such a hurry to leave. Let’s eat breakfast together on the way, that fried pancake you brought last time wasn’t bad.”
Although it had been the half that Ye Jiuyue had left over. In addition, it had went cold.
As soon as Shen Weixing thought of this, he got angry again. Look at the way other people were treated by their sugar babies, then look at how he was treated. Last month, he’d occasionally called Ye Jiuyue to come over, yet he was left waiting for one hour until Ye Jiuyue arrived. When he asked, it was because Ye Jiuyue had been waiting in line to buy fried pancakes.
A single role of mine earns millions, yet I can’t win against a fried pancake?! Are you, Ye Jiuyue, too lofty, or am I, Shen Weixing, giving you too little money?
Shen Weixing was so angry that he grabbed Ye Jiuyue’s fried pancake and cheese sea salt milk tea, in an attempt to anger Ye Jiuyue to death.
But Ye Jiuyue didn’t get angered to death, he stared at Shen Weixing with a subtle gaze as he finished eating that half of fried pancake and drinking that half a cup of milk tea, then watched Shen Weixing have to do half an hour of push-ups because he’d overeaten in calories.
In the end, the close to this play was Shen Weixing almost being angered to death.
Shen Weixing felt that Ye Jiuyue was a demon, or else a spy sent over by an enemy, a corporate spy, a honey pot trap; what’s more, he wasn’t beautiful at all.
Ye Jiuyue finished putting on the left sock and started putting on the right sock. He didn’t even raise his head as he replied, “There’s no need, you can rest. In the morning, there’s a lot of people at that shop too, so you’d have to line up, there’s no time for that.”
Shen Weixing asked another question, “How many classes do you have today?”
Ye Jiuyue said, “In the morning, it’s the first and second period classes; in the afternoon, it’s the seventh period class.”
Shen Weixing complained, “What kind of shitty schedule is this.”
Ye Jiuyue smiled, didn’t continue with the topic, and instead went to wash up, dragging his slippers as he went.
The sound of water came from the bathroom, which caused feelings of irritation to arise in Shen Weixing. After a bit of contemplation, he decided to ignore Ye Jiuyue out of spite, laid back down and went to sleep.
Coafg Tf Alesef olclrtfv kjrtlcu eq, tf vlvc’a tjnf jcsatlcu firf ab vb, pera rqffvlis abbx tlr qtbcf jcv ifoa.
Pc ageat, Tf Alesef tjv qegqbrfoeiis mibrfv atf vbbg jr delfais jr qbrrlyif, yea Vtfc Qflzlcu ralii tfjgv la. Pgglajyis, tf atgfk yjmx atf mbnfgr jcv rja eq, yfobgf tf kfca bcab tlr qtbcf ktlif ifjclcu bc atf tfjvybjgv.
The female lead also reposted it, and added: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I haven’t been a good person for my 18 years of life for nothing!
This young lady was also a hoot. Shen Weixing actually was quite fond of her, mainly because he’d accidentally seen her script book during the break yesterday; it was covered in notes and underlinings, and the paper had been flipped so many times it was misshapen. Shen Weixing’s attitude towards serious, hard working people was always very good.
Sigh, if only Xia Qiu could be as hardworking as her, then that would be great. Shen Weixing sighed, and replied under the Weibo that the female lead had reposted with an emoji: [doge
Immediately, there were all kinds of replies.
Shen Weixing was used to it, he liked to play around like this when he had nothing else to do.
Actually, everyone in the circle were perfectly clear that it was just for publicity, after all, they had to keep current and maintain discussion about themselves; this was something that was beneficial for all involved.
And replying to a Weibo with an emoji was the move with the lowest cost, after all, it didn’t mean anything, it was all the netizens who were reading into it too much.
This also counted as helping the girl get exposure, afterwards they could also pull Xia Qiu into it and have a “real and fake male lead fight over a beauty”, “love triangle” and similar topics attached to them. However, after things ended, the parties involved could be completely innocent, they can just effortlessly clarify the situation and there would be no problems.
Today was another day of supporting his juniors~
Shen Weixing turned off his phone, feeling satisfied. He got up and changed, washed up, sat on the sofa, then picked up the English practice book that Ye Jiuyue had left there and started practicing his pronunciation.
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Because of his roots, Shen Weixing quit school in elementary. Afterwards, he didn’t get a chance at official schooling. It was actually after he’d entered the entertainment industry that he’d had a bit of money to invest in himself. He especially enjoyed reading during his free time.But he didn’t like to do so in front of others, because he’d been dissed and mocked about it before, saying that he was making a show of things. Someone who hadn’t even graduated middle school was holding a copy of ‘The Birth of Tragedy’, this sort of high-level difficulty book? If it wasn’t making a show, what was it? Was he even able to understand it? (Shen Weixing truthfully couldn’t understand the book, every time he started from the first page and every time he felt that this was a new book that he’d never read before. He could understand every word when it was individually separated, but when it was put together, it was like French to him, but he still persistently believed that one day he would be able to be patient and finish reading as well as understand it, and then his mental level would upgrade another level)
Shen Weixing had been mocked many times, in theory he shouldn’t care about this sort of small, harmless weakness, and just take them as additional publicity. But he wasn’t willing to be mocked in this sort of subject, and was very uncomfortable about it in his heart.
Schooling was the area in which he was the most lacking in confidence, because he really didn’t have it, and so he was rather sensitive about it, and didn’t want people bringing it up.
So afterwards he wouldn’t bring out books in front of the public eye, and would only read them in private. He wouldn’t brag about them either, because he was afraid of trying to be clever but messing it up and being mocked again.
If you were to say what weak point Shen Weixing had, then it would be this.
Shen Weixing practiced some daily conversational English for a while, gave himself a break in between, picked up his phone and started browsing. He ignored the interactions that that reply had caused, and habitually clicked into Ye Jiuyue’s Weibo profile.
His Weibo account was also sometimes managed by the company, so he hadn’t secretly followed Ye Jiuyue; he would manually type in the profile ID every time.
Good thing Ye Jiuyue was lazy, and only changed his profile name once in a blue moon.
Ha. Ha. Always saying (didn’t, actually) that you like me, yet on my birthday you don’t even send a Weibo post to wish me a happy birthday, Ha. Ha. Shen Weixing coldly laughed. Just as he was about to exit the page, his finger stopped, his eyes focused and saw that the replies in the post Ye Jiuyue had posted before had increased!
Ye Jiuyue, with an account that was eternally growing grass, generally didn’t have many replies at all. Shen Weixing remembered it very well. Now, he didn’t know what he was thinking, but he clicked in and went to see who replied. He saw that the ID had Dong in it, called Jiu Yue Ru Dong.
Ha. Ha. Scram back to your south side of the planet! Shen Weixing coldly laughed.
Shen Weixing clicked into Sui Dong’s profile and looked for a while, mocking what he saw as he went.
Truthfully, the stuff that Sui Dong posted didn’t have much to be mocked, but Shen Weixing was going to do so even if he had to create stuff himself. For example, Sui Dong posted: “This year it’s almost the holiday again [picture of a lonely back.jpg]” and Shen Weixing would say ‘putting on an act’, when Sui Dong reposted a post about relationship advice, then Shen Weixing would say it’s ‘sappy’, when Sui Dong reposted Ye Jiuyue’s post, then Shen Weixing would go ‘Ha. Ha.’
Shen Weixing dissed all the way to the end, until he saw an original post that Sui Dong had written.
Jiu Yue Ru Dong: reminiscing about the fried pancakes by the entrance of my high school, as well as the person who I ate them with.
Ha. Ha. You can only reminisce, the person is mine and the fried pancake is mine too. Shen Weixing coldly laughed as he scrolled up, about to log off, but he got a new, just posted post from the user.
How come this dude has so much to say? Shen Weixing looked with a frown.
Jiu Yue Ru Dong: Perseverance leads to victory
Shen Weixing: Ha. Ha.
He even nearly replied under the Weibo post, hurriedly put a stop to those misbehaving fingers, then stared at that line of text for a long while.
The author has something to say:
Shen Weixing: Take a look, check it out, tut tut tut, he’s so perverted, what sorta taste did you have before, huh?
Ye Jiuyue: yeah, what kinda taste do I have? (feeling conflicted as he stares at the idol he formerly was a fan of)
Today’s count of lost fans (1/1)
Rinrin: Sorry for the wait! The next chapter will be coming faster, don’t worry~
is so lucky YJY’s a facecon
Little lesson + recall for the mc’s names.
Ye Jiuyue= the last name is Ye (叶), which is the word for leaf. Jiu is nine and Yue is moon. Together, Jiuyue means the ninth month, or September.
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