Monster Inn Rectification Report

“Mr. Yan, what’s the matter with you?”

    Yan Lai suddenly returned to his senses, seeing Xie Fei standing beside him with a red umbrella over his head.

    He didn’t see clearly what the man looked like after all, but that one glance was enough to take away his soul.

    Yan Lai mind was blank, and only the man in black holding an umbrella in the bamboo forest was left in his mind.

    He pushed Xie Fei away frantically, and rushed back to the room in a panic.

    From day to night, from sundown to early morning, Yan Lai had no idea how many manuscripts have been scrapped. For the first time, he hated his lack of ability, and suspected that even the greatest painter would be unable to recreate the outline of the man in the bamboo forest.

    There is no such pen in the world. If there is, it must be an immortal pen.

    Two days later, Yan Lai finally finished drawing a line draft.

Another day, he finished painting.

    Yan Lai was still in adrenalin rush, but his body was extremely exhausted.

    He relied on instinct to upload the painting to Weibo, then fell back and fell asleep on the table.

    Outside the window, the autumn rain was pattering. At two o’clock in the morning, the total number of Weibo of @【lì zi】 rose from 21019 to 21020.

[E/N: li zi – meaning particles, but the English version didn’t sound nice so I went with li zi]

Yan Lai has hundreds of thousands of fans, many of them are Foreigners and Night Owls. It’s no surprise that they reply as soon as possible, because @lì zi is an active blogger, he posts about ten Weibos almost every day, and he often shares his favorite works with netizens.

    Fans are accustomed to replying in their usual place, leaving comments without any new ideas.

“First!”

    “Like me for going up.”

    ” My wife is not going to bed at two o’clock? It’s easy to get tired when you stay up late, and the top of your head is cool. jpg” 

“Where did you go for so many days, madam[1]? You haven’t posted a blog for a few days. I wanted to call the police!”

[1] Madam – it was written as -太太- in the raw’s – meaning madam]

    “You have been resting for a long time. When will you post the new work?”

    “I saw that the film and television project of “Misty Forest” was set up, and Mimi quietly sold the copyright?”

    ……

    Several remarks were refreshed until someone clicked on the picture-

“…”

    “… …………”

    “Fuck!”

    Everyone felt a strong visual impact the moment they saw the picture. It came unexpectedly, so it was even more profound. They had no intention of commenting on the painting skills. No matter the insider or the outsider, they have become the most ordinary netizens at this moment, only knowing that the painting is beautiful.

    Because beauty and unappetizing[2] are the most intuitive, and there are only two most words left in their minds-Fuck!

[2] it’s literally written un-beauty which even I am confused at. The raws here – 因为美和不好吃是最直观的]

    Hundreds of “Fucking Slots” lined up on the page. Netizens relied on their own to forward them and expanded the “Fucking Slots” team to thousands.

    Therefore, on such an unremarkable rainy night, Yan Lai realized the most important moment of his life.

    He was on the hot search on Weibo in the middle of the night… and, it was not bought.

    It is easy for people in the media industry to tell whether or not it is a natural hot search. If it is really hot, they will also pay attention to it, to perhaps find some points that can be used from it, so that they can ride the heat.

    Xiao Chen, as the assistant of the popular hot star, usually pays attention to the hot search situation. Once he finds that there is a black hot search that is not conducive to Yu Li, he will promptly notify the team.

    At this moment, he is sitting on the long sofa in the lounge, brushing Weibo while waiting for Yuli to remove makeup.

    Today, Yu Li was filming a big night scene, and he had to follow it all the time. He was so sleepy that he was about to pass out.

    But when he pulled out the picture on the hot search, he was sober!

    Xiao Chen, a straight man, a straight man who thinks he has high-level aesthetic appeal, actually stared at a paper man of the same gender for three or four minutes without even noticing Yu Li coming over.

    Suddenly, his mobile phone was snatched away. Xiao Chen looked up blankly, and saw Yu Li staring at his mobile phone screen, his face was as white as a dead person, and the bitter chill that radiated from his whole body almost froze him to pieces.

No, do you think he is playing?

    Even then he wouldn’t be so angry, right?

    Until Xiao Chen discovered that Yu Li was shaking uncontrollably, and finally realized the seriousness of the matter, he was agitated and hurriedly got up and gently pulled Yu Li’s sleeve: “What’s wrong with Yu, Teacher Yu? Don’t scare me! “

    Yu Li didn’t speak for a long time, and it took a long time to turn his gaze to him. The red eyes made him freeze on the spot, and he lost his ability to speak for a while.

    “What…what is this?” Yu Li’s voice was hoarse, as if he swallowed in sand.

    Xiao Chen has long been frightened by the other party’s abnormality, and his mind is blank, and he said incoherently: “Wei.. Weibo hot searches. A blogger posted a picture. It seems to be a cartoonist. The response is very good. We can make use of it. ——”

His voice stopped abruptly.

    Xiao Chen saw that his mobile phone was like thin paper in Yu Li’s hands, instantly distorted and turned into broken copper.

    But he didn’t have time to feel distressed, because Yu Li turned around and stepped out the door, so fast that he could only watch him leave with a fleeting image.

    “Teacher Yu, you haven’t changed your clothes yet!”

    “Where are you going!”

    “Wait for me!”

    While Xiao Chen was busy calling and informing his agent, here Yan Lai woke up from a short sleep.

    His eyes are still full of drowsiness, and his eyes have become “Peanut”. He is extremely tired and his limbs are so sore as if he had been run aware by a truck .

    Yan Lai sat up straight for a while, the needle-like pain swept through his body in an instant.

    He clutched his waist and took a breath, almost crying.

    The pain irritated hit his spine, and Yan Lai finally awoke a little bit. He raised his eyes and looked at the wall clock in the room. It was more than 6 o’clock in the morning.

    Suddenly, Yan Lai’s figure stagnated, then swooped forward, holding the mouse and shook it vigorously-the lit screen showed his Weibo homepage, in the center was his blog post, and the upper right corner showed a prompt with thousands of new fans, and more than six thousand @.

    Yan Lai: “…”

It’s  over.

    How could he send out that picture?

    Although he painted it, it was painting of others. There is no authorization at all, and it will never be possible to get authorization.

    Yan Lai didn’t even click to open a comment as he glanced at it, and hurriedly deleted Weibo, but he knew that this would not help at all, the picture had been spread long ago…

    Guilty conscience and guilt were entrenched in his heart, Yan Lai grasped his hair irritably, suddenly someone asked behind him: “Where did you see him?”

    Yan Lai’s first reaction was to flinch again. When he turned his head, he found that there was a big living person in the room, and the other party was still wearing a red dress. The robe seems to have come from a thousand years ago, “Duanmu, Mr. Duanmu… how did you come in?”

    Yu Li’s eyes twitched, and he was too lazy to correct Yan Lai’s name at the moment. He pressed forward, “I asked you something, answer.” “

    Yan Lai is still in a daze,” About whom?”

 “The person in your painting.”

    “You have seen that painting…No, how do you know that I painted it?” Concerned about him? Even if he really paid attention, it was just a virtual ID, and he had never shown his face in public.

    “If I want to know then I can know.” Yu Li was impatient and Yan Lai talked nonsense, so he said bluntly: “You can see something beyond common sense, so, under what circumstances did you meet him?”

    Yan Lai’s pupils shrank, his muscles tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to deny it. But after meeting those eyes showed that he knew everything, he swallowed the words: “You, you tell me first, what is going on?”

    Yu Li didn’t expect to see Yan Lai negotiating terms with him he narrowed his eyes and sneered suddenly. He held Yan Lai’s chair back with one hand and lightly pressured it under the confused gaze of the other party.

    “Whoosh–“

The wooden chair fell apart, and Yan Lai fell into the sawdust on the floor.

    “I will say!” Yan Lai was so frightened, his courage blew like a hole in a balloon, “I, I saw him in the front yard of the inn…”

    “What was there at the time? anything abnormal?”

    Yan Lai tried hard to think about it, and finally had an ephininy, “Oh! By the way, I saw Boss Xie , and he was also holding a red umbrella!”

When his voice stopped, he saw Yu Li’s jaw tightening and he clenched hard. Stopping his raised fist.

    Yan Lai only thought that the other party was going to beat him, and raised his arm to cover his face, but the pain he expected did not come.

    “Don’t you want to know what’s going on?” After a moment of silence, Yu Li slowly let go of his hand.

    Next, Yan Lai heard one of the most incredible words in his life.

    The commotion ceased, and the room was silent.

    For a long time, when Yan Lai spoke : “So, I’m actually a chicken?” “It’s a chicken demon.”

Yu Li said coolly: “You don’t know yourself, do you?”

    “All the abnormalities in my body are because of the bloodline awakening?”

    This time Yu Li didn’t answer, he didn’t want to repeat it again, and he was not interested in playing a question-and-answer game with Yan Lai.

    “What I see in my eyes is not a ghost, but a fragment of an afterimage that actually happened?”

    “…”

    “Then…is the person in the painting also an afterimage?”

    Yu Li’s beautiful long eyebrows frowned, looking at the garden under the dim light outside the window, and there was a trace of blankness in his eyes.

    In fact, Yan Lai shouldn’t have seen it, after all, that person has disappeared for almost five thousand years, unless…the magnetic field is unstable. There are many reasons for this situation, such as sudden magnetic field fluctuations, extreme natural phenomena, or two people with very close magnetic fields that overlap at a certain point.

    But everyone’s magnetic field is different, even between twins.

    There has always been an answer in Qi, but there is always a lack of steps to solve the problem. Now that he has obtained some clues from Yan Lai, he is only one step short of proof.

    He didn’t speak, and Yan Lai didn’t ask any more.

    In fact, what Yan Lai wanted to hear most was just “I’m kidding”, but his instinct told him that everything was true.

    Gradually digesting the fact that he is a chicken demon, Yan Lai began to worry about his own safety, “Then I am a demon, will there be a Taoist monk or something to catch me? Will I be sent to the laboratory for research?”

    Yu Li smiled mockingly: “If you don’t tell, most people won’t know it.”

    “Are Ms. Xiang and the Manager also?” Yan Lai asked about what he really cared about.

    “Yes.”

    “…Are you too?”

    And this time, the answer was to push the door and leave with a red face.

    The rain had stopped, and Yu Li walked through the garden, and when he came to the backyard, the sky had just slightly cleared.

    He stopped in front of the small building, looking at the red lantern swaying under the eaves, his eyes dull.

    Yu Li took a deep breath, fresh and moist air engulfed in his lungs. When he opened the door and entered the room, he saw Xie Fei coming down the stairs, still humming an untuned song.

    “Mr. Yu? When did you come back?” There was no light in the living room. Xie Fei squinted halfway to see who it was. He smiled and asked, “Why are you wearing a ancient robe? Is it a costume?”

    Yu Li stood on the spot. After a distance, he looked at Xie Fei silently, as if looking at someone else through him.

    “What’s the matter?” Xie Fei sensitively sensed that the atmosphere was not right.

    Yu Li walked in front of Xie Fei step by step, raised his hand to touch the position of the opponent’s Adam’s apple a little lower, and he did the same thing when they met on the first day.

    Xie Fei leaned back and his expression was hard to say: “It’s not so good for you to do this all the time?”

    Yu Li curled his eyebrows, “What’s the matter?”

 Xie Fei saw that his confusion didn’t seem to be fake, so he had to say, “It feels a bit gay.. …”

    Yu Li was dumbfounded, and then retracted his hand as if being burned “Presumptuous!”

    Xie Fei immediately corrected his attitude. Seeing that Yu Li was on the verge of becoming angry, he was afraid that the other party would ask him to pay him back, and said hurriedly:” It’s just that I’m more sensitive. If you have to touch it, tell me early next time, so I’ll be mentally prepared.”

    Yu Li flushed with shame, humiliation and humiliation intertwined in his chest, subconsciously wanting to defend, suddenly heard the sound of gasps one after another.

    He turned his head abruptly, and saw three figures of varying heights at the door.

    The air froze in an instant.

    For a long time, Ah Fu’s weak voice sounded: “I interrupted…”

    Then, Xiang Fei’s thought-provoking sigh: “Interesting…”

In the end, only Yinsu was left: “Goo.”

The author has something to say:

Xiang Fei: Suspected car driving.

Afu: No evidence.

Yinsu: Goo