Chapter 28 - Story 84-87
When an Angst Writer Meets a Doting Writer
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âWhat am I supposed to do?â Tang Yanzhi turned off the microphone, shook his mobile phone, and asked the person behind him.
âI have no idea.â Xu Chi tittered, âYou know what kind of person Tingting is, who would even scold herself when she was mad. So I canât help you. Iâll go make noodles.â
âHold on! Give me your phone.â Tang Yanzhi sighed, âIâm forbidden to speak by her.â
Taking the phone of Xu Chi, Tang Yanzhi began to think how to appease Tingting.
Xu Chi: Crying.
Tingting: Crying. My dear writer, I am so distressed. Why did I lose my friend and you just within a few hours?
Tingting: My dear writer, tell me he also lied to you!
Tingting: Otherwise, I might go die immediately.
Xu Chi: He just figured it out, too.
Tingting: ?
Tingting: Whereâs my dear writer?
Tingting: Give Tangtang back to me right now!!!!
Xu Chi: Heâs cooking dinner now.
Xu Chi: Listen to me.
Xu Chi: In this chatting group, I only have one identity, that it, Tangtang. Tingting: Crying. I donât believe you! No matter how good it sounds, itâs still a lie!
Xu Chi: [Sorry .jpg]
Xu Chi: [I was wrong. jpg]
Xu Chi: [Forgive me. jpg]
Tingting: I only have one request.
Tingting: Give Tangtang back to me!
Xu Chi: I AM Tangtang!
Tingting: No, youâre not. Youâre Guinea Pig.
Tingting: What exists is reasonable, understand? So give Tangtang back to me!
Xu Chi: ?
Xu Chi: The sentence âWhat exists is reasonableâ is controversial itself.
Xu Chi: And Hegel is the representative of objective idealism.
Xu Chi: It is wrong of you to talk about idealism in the materialist world to prove materialistic events.
Tingting: ?
Tingting: Are you picking a quarrel with me?
Xu Chi: No, I am not. I am trying to reason with you and correct your wrong thoughts!
Tingting: Are you crazy after being in a relationship?
Tingting: You actually try to reason with me?!
Tingting: Donât you know me? Havenât you forgotten what kind of person I am?
Tingting: Even if you are a fool and become disabled, I wonât sympathize with you.
Tingting: [Giggle. jpg].
Tingting: I am gonna break up with you for three hours!!!!
Tingting: Get out of my sight!!!
Xu Chi: [Iâll go right now. jpg].
Tingting: Crying.
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Tang Yanzhi breathed a sigh of relief. Then he found his fans had been chatting with each other through comments in this broadcasting room.
ãHello? Am I deaf????]
ãWhereâs Piggy?]
ãMaybe heâs dealing with something.]
ãMaybe he deliberately stopped talking in order to let us calm down?]
ãStop it! Both my roommate and I are the fans of Piggy. Well, hearing so many information about Piggy in the live broadcasting, she went to the playground and tried to calm down herself through running.]
ãHave Piggy and that cute boy been in a relationship for a long time?]
âIâm back.â Tang Yanzhi turned on the microphone, âSomething came up just now. Huh? Whatâs up? How come you are talking about the marriage between me and my idol during my short absence?â
ââWhereâs the cute boy?â Heâs cooking now.â
ââAdmire usâ? No need. You wonât possess it even if you admire us.â âWhen were we in a relationship? Yesterday.â
ââBut you have already lived together today?â Well⦠Do you always have your mind in the gutter? He just came here for making a meal.â
ââI wonder how you know each other.â I have told you that I am his fan. Of course I read his works first, then I know him.â
ââWhatâs the pen name of the cute boy?â Itâs a good question. In fact, Iâd like to advertise for him, but Iâm afraid that someone would accuse him of making use of me to become popular. Besides, he is not willing to do that. So I respect his choice. Stop guessing it. He is just a less-known writer.â
ââI wonder how itâs like the first time you met.â Well⦠At first, I just knew we are in the same school. One day, we met each other by accident at a party. In the beginning, Iâm not sure itâs him until later.â
ââWell, I want to know more details.â All right. At that time, a group of people were playing games, and then he was drawn to stand on the stage and asked to sing. However, he said he couldnât sing. In order to save him from embarrassment, I asked him several questions, so he didnât need to sing.â
ââWhy was it you who asked him questions?â Because I am popular at school, so they asked me to pick a name card at random.â
ââSo you pick the name card of the cute boy?â Yes, thatâs it.â
ââWhat questions did you ask?â The first question is âWhat is your favorite game?â He said, âFamineâ. Hearing that, I was stunned. You know that kind of feeling? After all, my idolâs favorite game is âFamineâ. Then, I looked at him, who was good-looking. But I thought he was seemingly hard to get along with.â
âDonât laugh at me. Thatâs what I thought at that time. Then I couldnât help touching his head and telling him to wait for me at the end of the party.â
ââBut you said you arenât sure, didnât you? If you arenât sure, how dare you touch his head casually?â Donât you know there is something named intuition? At that time the intuition told me it was him.â
ââWhat if you are wrong?â Then apologize to him. Besides, I just touched him, rather than kiss or hug him. But I donât think I would be wrong, because the last time this intuition appeared, it told me that my first work would be popular.â
ââHow come you are so shameless?â Hahahah, whatever you say.â
ââWhat did you tell the cute boy after the party?â I told him that Iâd like to add him as friends on Wechat. When I saw his Wechat ID was the same with his pen name, I knew it was him.â
ââI always feel Piggy was making up a story to us. It sounds like not true.â I canât believe this really happened, either. After all, itâs practically impossible to meet a net-friend in real life.â
âWell, on his profile of Weibo, he lives in City A. Then I asked him whether heâs in A University. He said yes!! Heâs indeed A University! Do you understand how I felt at that time? Just like your idol is in the same school with you. You two breathe the air in the same place. Today maybe you ordered a dish which might also be ordered by your idol just ten minutes ago.â
ââI canât understand, because I havenât had such an experience.â Well, all in all, Iâm very lucky.â Tang Yanzhi said, gently smiling, âIn fact, I never believed in destiny or God before I met him. I am an atheist. But after I met him⦠No, I should say that I had to owe this matter that I met him to the destiny or God.â
ââI wonder whether Piggy is gay. And whatâs the matter with Piggyâs lying to that cute boy that you are straight?â I donât know if I am gay. The first person I like is him. As for why I lied to him, think about this: What if a never-known person suddenly become quite nice to you? You will probably be confused, right? So in order to dispel his doubts and continue to be good to him, I have no choice but to tell him I am straight and make friends with him.â
ââThen what happened?â I did become a straight man⦠but he told me he wasnât straight!!!â Tang Yanzhi laughed bitterly, âI actually made a trap for myself.â
ââHow about the second matter that you pretended to be his fan, Tangtang?â Uh⦠I really didnât mean to do it on purpose. After all, I knew him as his fan first. Well, heâs less-known, therefore we know each other after reading his stories for a long time. Besides, there is a chatting group, including me, another girl and my idol. We often chat in that group. Both of them think I am a girl. Thatâs why that girl was so mad when she knew I was Guinea Pig.â
âIn fact, I really didnât mean to lie to them⦠Heâs a writer, so I think itâs better to tell him something as his reader. I donât think it matters whether Iâm Guinea Pig or not. In their eyes, Iâm just a fan from the very beginning to the end. All right. I should apologize for lying to them.â
ââIs what that cute boy wrote interesting?â This question is useless, so I donât want to answer it. Itâs just like asking you whether your idol looks good.
ââWho professed first?â Well, this question made me sad. You must think itâs doubtless me. Actually, itâs him who professed his love to me.â
ââWhy? Because I think it will take some time for him to open his hearts to others, so Iâd like to give him more time to be aware of his feelings to me. But I didnât expect that he isnât like that after meeting me. He told me what he thought so fast.â
ââHow did he profess his love to you?â Well, itâs a secret. Those words are only told to me, so I canât tell you.â
ââSo the cute boy is a good-looking and gentle man who is apt to write. It sounds like a story about how a fan boy had his idol fall in love with him.â Well, thatâs what happened, yes!â
ââPiggy, do you still write your story with bad ending?â Maybe no. I decided to write this BE story by accident. I am very happy recently and I felt like I donât have the skill to write heartbreaking stories.â
âWhy do you like him?â
Looking at the logo of the manager of this broadcasting room on this comment, Tang Yanzhi knew it was from Tingting. He slowly rubbed the mouse and then opened his mouth.
âWhy do I like him? The question is tricky. I think âloveâ is a very mysterious thing. An action or some trivial matters may be the reason you like a person, but âloveâ therefore also become cheap. If you want me to specifically say why I like him, I really donât know how to answer, because he is perfect, and I like all of him.â
âI am a very rational person in my daily life, but I cannot divide my feelings into different levels. Even if I tell myself that this person is not good, I can only give 10 percent of my feelings; that person is very good, you have to give 100 percent of my feelings, but in reality, maybe I gave 30 percent to the bad person, but only 70 percent to that very good person. Well, as for my feelings for him, itâs not enough for me to give as many feelings as I have.â
At this point, Tang Yanzhi joked, âGod has spent all kinds of means to make us meet. If I donât like him, God may make me die alone for the rest of my life.â
ãBeauty is in the eyes of the beholder.]
ãHahaha. It smells good even the cute boy fart!]
ãThe deep meaning of the last sentence Piggy said is he couldnât like anyone else except the cute boy in his life, whether actively or passively.]
At this time, he heard the sound of knocking at the door, then Tang Yanzhi looked at all kinds of questions on the screen and said, âThe cute boy is asking me to have dinner. So I can no longer chat with you. I will answer your questions little by little later.â
ãWill Piggy post the daily life between you and the cute boy?]
âSure. From today on, I will share it with it. If you like it, I am quite happy. But it doesnât matter if you donât like it. Anyway, I will post it every day.â
âAll right, guys, Iâll leave now. See you next time.â
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âWhat did you tell those audiences?â
With two bowls of noodles with tomato and eggs on the table, Tang Yanzhi replied, âNothing. Just some small talk.â
The two men sat opposite to each other, and Xu Chi spoke with a slight embarrassment, âIt may be a little salty.â
The tomatoes and potatoes were cut into small pieces. Tang Yanzhi remembered that Xu Chi had told him how to make noodles when they went to the garbage street. He bowed his head and tasted it. Then he said, âNope. Itâs delicious.â
The person opposite to Tang Yanzhi obviously breathed a sigh of relief. Then he also picked up chopsticks, âThatâs just fine.â
âWill you go back later?â
âOf course. I have to write tonight.â
âAll right.â It seemed Tang Yanzhi was distressed, âWhich one is important for you, me or writing?â
Xu Chi was amused by his words. âCome on. I am gonna finish my story next week.â
âFinish?â Tang Yanzhi was surprised, âSo fast?â
âI have written some which havenât been updated yet. Also, I have delayed writing it for so long a time. I am afraid that I canât write any words if itâs delayed for too long.â
âThen Iâll take you back after dinner. Donât say no.â
â⦠Ok.â
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A week later, Missing You officially came to an end. Due to applying for appearing on the home page, Missing You had the privilege to stay on the completed list for a week. As a result, it was subscribed by more than one thousand fans. And the number of the fans of Xu Chi on Weibo also rose to a three-digit.
âIs that Ok to post like this?â
It was closer to the Chinese New Year. Xu Chi sat in a coffee shop with Tang Yanzhi on a street, where he wrote some words on Weibo and showed them to Tang Yanzhi.
âIâm glad that I have finished one more work.â Tang Yanzhi looked at the phone screen and read it gently. âItâs also nice to meet a lot of friends. In fact, during the process of writing this story, Missing You, something happened. Probably because of the change of my mind, I think it doesnât matter now. I have a lot to say, but Iâm not good at expressing my feelings. So I could only use the most tacky wordsâthank you.â
âThis is my third year as a writer. And one of the proudest things in these three years, which is probably the same with most of writersâ¦â
âCome on! Stop reading it!â Xu Chi stood up and tried to take his mobile phone back from Tang Yanzhiâs hands. While, Tang Yanzhi held the phone away from Xu Chi and giggled, âWhatâs up? Now that you have the courage to write these words, why are you afraid to let me read it?â
âI just think⦠Itâs a little emotional.â
Tang Yanzhi looked up at Xu Chi and saw him smiling with dimples. Then he continued, âI got all of readers by myself and my works.â
âThatâs fine. Just post it.â Tang Yanzhi returned the mobile phone to Xu Chi and teased him, âWill you write another story?â
Xu Chi pressed the post button, and then he looked at Tang Yanzhi, âOf course. But I will start it next year. Iâd like to update it after finishing some chapters. Will you continue to support me?â
âOf course I will. No matter I am Tang Yanzhi or Tangtang, Iâll always support you.â
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