Chapter 2.2 Elevator Encounter (2)

Back home, Sang Wuyan climbed into bed depressed.

The house was terribly quiet, the landlord did not have a TV, and she had no spare money to buy it, so the only entertainment for going home was reading books, playing songs, and listening to the radio.

She had been broadcasting at the school radio station since high school. She liked to collect all kinds of good music, popular, classical, rock…So every time she moved, there were more CDs than clothes, which could hold a large box.

However, at this moment, she didn’t want to listen to any songs.

“Why don’t you let him make it clear?” Cheng Yin asked.

“Do you think it is necessary?”

Saturday night was the time when Sang Wuyan reported the current week’s situation to his home phone.

“Dad, I want to eat dumplings.” Sang Wuyan acted like a baby.

“Okay, is the pocket money enough, or should I save some tomorrow for you to buy glutinous rice balls?” Father Sang said.

At this time, Mother Sang was chattering next to her: “Her monthly living expenses are many times more than Xiao Qiong next door. Yet you are afraid that she won’t have money to buy a bowl of glutinous rice balls?”

“But, I just want to eat the kind of glutinous rice balls with sesame stuffing made by my father himself.” Sang Wuyan ignored Mother Sang and continued to act like a baby.

“I’ll do it tomorrow. Your Uncle Yu will go to City A for a meeting next week and ask him to bring you the stuffing. But you can only pack it yourself.”

“No, I want to eat what you make, I miss you, and I’m homesick.”

“Then…” Father Sang was embarrassed, “Well, why don’t you come back next week.”

“I’m having classes?”

“Don’t go to class, we will ask for leave.”

“Stop causing trouble!” Mother Sang snatched the phone, “Wuyan, you don’t echo with your father. He has spoiled you till you are undisciplined and out of control. He is still a teacher, and he doesn’t know how to educate students.”

Sang Wuyan chuckled.

Mother Sang continued: “Wuyan, the sign up for postgraduate studies is next month. You can decide whether you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination or work in society. If you really want to take the postgraduate entrance examination, concentrate on revising. Don’t go to the radio station to do messy things and waste time. Also, don’t pin your hopes on your father. The back door was opened for a daughter of a professor in M University. It would be so embarrassing if people were to spread gossip!”

“Yeah.” Mother Sang said the truth, and Sang Wuyan nodded in agreement.

Other families had a strict father and loving mother, her family had a strict mother and loving father.

“Have you remembered what I said?” Mother Sang asked.

“Yes I remember.”

“Wei Hao called home last week and asked about your mobile phone. It made me anxious to see him so worried. If you really don’t want to be in a relationship with him, just make it clear, otherwise, how will your dad get along with your Uncle Wei in the future?”

What did she mean by a relationship? Her mother spoke directly.

There was no possibility between her and Wei Hao.

The weather was gradually getting colder.

There were not many classes in school nowadays, and Sang Wuyan went to the library every day to take up seats, review, read books, and do questions. However, apart from going to two tuition classes on weekends, the rest of her time was spent at the radio station.

In fact, the postgraduate entrance examination was not difficult for her.

In Cheng Yin’s words: “You look like you are stupid and and absent-minded, but you’re not stupid in studying.”

“My first-class scholarship was summed up by you as being not stupid. It seems that you belong to the type that is not stupid.” Sang Wuyan retorted.

Some programs were integrated by the radio station. The original pop music column at six o’clock had been adjusted due to the increase in listening rate and the skyrocketing popularity of Nie Xi.

Nie Xi had always been the host of this aspect of the program, and she was familiar with the community, and with some personal connections, from time to time, she could invite some big names that others couldn’t ask for on-site interviews.

For example, today, Xu Guanguo, the idol of Sang Wuyan, came to do a show.

Xu Guanguo has been tepid in his career for several years, but since last year’s album “Slightly Blue Dawn”, he had gathered popularity again and made a big comeback.

Xu Guanguo smiled: “Of course, the fans’ love as always is one aspect. The record company supports me a lot. Of course, I also want to thank Mr. Yijin.”

“Yeah, Teacher Yijin, the author of the lyrics and music of “Slightly Blue Dawn”.” Nie Xi casually explained to the audience.

“He is really talented.” Xu Guanguo continued, “I know that Teacher Yjin’s songs are hard to find. When he refused the record company, we were all desperate.” Xu Guanguo groaned.

“But you found a way out of a predicament.” Nie Xi smiled.

“So thank you very much, Teacher Yijin.” Mr. A said sincerely.

It wasn’t until here that Sang Wuyan who was outside remembered that it turned out that “Slightly Blue Dawn” was also written by Yijin. No wonder that day when she heard “Libyan Shells”, she always felt that the author was familiar.

Sang Wuyan had heard of the famous Yijin.

In the past two years, this person has become popular with one song. But he was extremely low-key. Up to now, he had never appeared in public and refused any media interviews. Not to mention age, appearance, and biographical information, even if Yijin was a man or a woman, it had only recently been exposed.

This was due to a scandal.

This year, there was a beautiful woman who suddenly claimed on the Internet that she was “Yijin” herself, and then published her personal blog. In addition, she revealed a series of “stories that I have to tell” between herself and Xu Guanguo.

For a time, one stone caused a thousand waves of waves, and an uproar in the entertainment industry. There were even websites that did an exclusive interview with her, interviewing her creative thoughts.

Reporter A: “Why did you name yourself Yijin?”

The beauty smiled reservedly: “The past and the present are those ambiguous and warm stories that have happened to me, and the past and the present are the impact and rendezvous of my thoughts after I was influenced by Chinese culture since I was a child, but it was an impact and rendezvous after studying abroad for many years, so I took these two meanings as a pseudonym Yijin.”

Reporter A: “It’s amazing, two simple words actually contain such a profound idea.”

As a result, it was Xu Guanguo’s record company that came out to clarify the facts, not Yijin.

“The scandals between her and Xu Guanguo are purely fictitious.”

“Do you have any evidence?”

“It’s actually very simple. This woman is a fake, because Yijin is a man.”

The reporters were in an uproar.

“So, can you invite Yijin to attend the press conference today?” a reporter asked.

The spokesperson stretched his hands: “I’m sorry, this… we can’t do anything about it.”

At that time, Cheng Yin commented: “This man is low-key to an almost abnormal level.”

“You are a pervert.” Sang Wuyan twisted her eyebrows.

“I’m praising him.”

“Do you think someone will use the word pervert to praise people?”

“Me.”