Chapter 12 – Don’t Like Him
“What the heck are you saying sorry for?! He should be the one apologizing to Xixi!”
[T/N: Xixi = Xiang Xi]
The Xi fans were only stunned for a moment, and then they immediately reacted. They once again joined in opposition to the same adversary, so much so that someone directly threw the mineral spring water bottle in their hand at him.
It was like Qiu Jin had eyes in the back of his head. He leaned to the side and avoided the attack.
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The mineral water bottle fell on the ground with a bang and spewed out a puddle of water.
Hearing this sound, the staff finally woke up from their dream-like state, and got ready to escort Qiu Jin aboard the plane.
Unexpectedly, at this time, another nanny car pulled up to the entrance.
The car door opened and the fans immediately screamed and hurried over there.
Qiu Jin turned around and saw Xiang Xi getting out of the car.
The young man wore a pair of brown sunglasses on his face. A white linen shirt adorned his body. His delicate face was expressionless. He walked over with a group of bodyguards surrounding him like stars clustered around the moon.
Behind him, the fans’ screams were almost loud enough to raise the roof. They kept shouting “gege, look over here,” “gege, I love you.”
This was the enthusiasm of fans during a star’s peak period.
One day, he will get there too. Qiu Jin withdrew his gaze and turned to go, but was unexpectedly stopped by an assistant director.
The medium-sized man asked: “Qiu-laoshi, can you give Xiang Xi an interaction?”
[T/N: Within the Chinese entertainment circle, actors – particularly experienced or popular ones – are referred to as “lao shi,” which means “teacher” in English and sounds all sorts of weird. It would be better to compare it to the Japanese version of “sensei,” which can also be used to address non-teaching professions such as doctors and authors. In this Chinese showbiz setting you’ll see “lao shi” used to address actors, makeup artists, hairstylists, etc. It’s a way to be polite, and also a way to recognize that someone is knowledgeable in their profession.]
Qiu Jin’s movements stagnated and he looked sideways at Xiang Xi. The latter was signing autographs for his fans and seemed to be faintly smiling. But when the two met eyes, Xiang Xi’s expression immediately froze, like a cat with bristling fur. If the sunglasses weren’t blocking his face, his expression management would have long collapsed.
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Why did no one tell him! Qiu Jin was going to this variety show too? If he knew this beforehand he definitely would not go, okay?
So annoying! Why did they always meet wherever he went?!
Xiang Xi could no longer maintain his business smile. He walked towards the ticket hall with his lips pulled into a taut line.
However, Qiu Jin stopped him at the entrance to the security check.
Xiang Xi lifted his head. Because of his anger, his nails were digging tightly into his palms, but he was a qualified idol and did not show any expression that would damage his image.
The assistant immediately stepped in front of Xiang Xi like a human shield, bringing along four bodyguards. The assistant could not conceal the dislike on their face. “Please step aside.”
Qiu Jin didn’t move. He asked casually: “You came?”
His voice was very soft, and it was hard to discern any emotion.
Xiang Xi very coldly replied with a sound of “en,” as if speaking to him was a gargantuan charity.
Qiu Jin then asked: “You deleted my WeChat*?”
[*T/N: 微信 wei xin – Weixin or WeChat is a mobile text and voice messaging service developed by Tencent]
“?” The impatience on Xiang Xi’s face was already becoming obvious. He frowned. “So?”
As if aware of what was about to happen, the fans around them gradually became quieter. The two parties faced each other in front of the crowd. It was like the confession scene of the protagonist in a movie, or like the atmosphere of the final battle between rivals.
“So I’ll tell you in person.” Qiu Jin took a step back and took off his glasses. “I’m very sorry. My clumsy pursuit of you before caused you a lot of trouble, so I won’t bother you again in the future.”
Xiang Xi originally wanted to give him a good tongue lashing, and tell him not to use this trick on him. But when he saw Qiu Jin’s face clearly, his breath stuttered, and behind his sunglasses, his eyes were full of shock.
Translations by Vanilla Muse.
The young man has completely changed his appearance. He got rid of his smarmy and bizarre way of dressing. Right now, he looked fresh and cool, like a flourishing young poplar.
In addition to the difference in appearance, what was more important was the change in his temperament, advancing and retreating politely, neither humble nor overbearing. The other party was displaying a broadminded appearance, if he were to split hairs, it would only make him seem petty and small-minded in comparison.
Xiang Xi bit down on his molars and even his breathing was beginning to speed up.
Bimbo* Qiu Jin, when did he learn these methods? Did he think Xiang Xi would be fooled? Dream on!
[*T/N: 胸大无脑 xiong da wu nao – (having) big boobs but no brain / bimbo]
The author has something to say:
Xiang Xi: So I was the one dreaming???
No one can escape the law of awesome*.
[*T/N: 真香 zhen xiang: awesome (expression of approval used hypocritically after bitching about the exact same thing earlier) (neologism c. 2014)]