16 Chapter 16
◎Ying Yun's cold-faced refrigerator has some charm.◎
Although the plan to pursue and disgust Ying Yun failed, surprisingly, since Ying Yun kicked Yang Xueyi out of the nanny's room last time, Ying Yun has taken the initiative to keep his distance from Yang Xueyi.
He has been going out early and coming back late recently, as if he is deliberately trying to distort Yang Xueyi's schedule. Although the two live in the same house, they have hardly ever seen each other.
As for Ms. Yang Meiying, Ying Yun seems to have finally calmed down recently and has not filed a complaint again.
Yang Xueyi did nothing, but she achieved her goal of making Ying Yun avoid her.
As for my dislocated hand, I removed the brace as planned. Although I still cannot lift heavy objects, it is much more convenient for my daily life.
But none of these can compare to the greatest good news -
The newly renovated house that Yang Xueyi bought with her mother was delivered ahead of schedule!
The new house is not big, with two bedrooms and a living room, but it is enough for me and my mother to live in in the future.
Yang Xueyi went to see it several times and was extremely satisfied.
The performance compensation from the company came at the right time. While her mother was still here, she started buying furniture enthusiastically, preparing to move in secretly.
Yang Xueyi had a good plan. When her mother returned to China, she would continue to live in the nanny's room in Ying Yun's house. Yang Xueyi could hide the fact that she had resigned and secretly move into the new house.
Anyway, her mother is reluctant to rent out this new house to strangers, so instead of leaving it idle, isn't it a good idea to put it to good use?
By then, no one will know about it. Once I find a new job, I will do it with Ms. Yang Meiying and report it later!
Absolutely perfect!
This is what Yang Xueyi thought and did.
The days without Ying Yun, the annoying guy, as her spy were relaxing and comfortable. She quickly went to the decoration city to buy some simple furniture. She just had to wait for the delivery and installation, and then move her luggage into her new home bit by bit like an ant moving house. Then she could say goodbye to Ying Yun, the annoying guy, completely!
**
But she didn't expect that even if she simply bought furniture, it would still cost a small amount of money. Yang Xueyi looked at the balance in her bank card and thought about the monthly mortgage in the future, and she started to have a headache.
When she resigned, Yang Xueyi never thought the job market would be so bad.
She submitted a bunch of resumes, but most of them fell into the sea. The only HR of a foreign company that responded, upon seeing Yang Xueyi's face, spoke frankly and asked her to consider changing careers.
With her looks, there is no need for her to stick to the job of translation. She has better prospects in other jobs.
For example, the assistant to the chairman or secretary of a foreign-funded company not only needs good foreign language skills, but also an excellent image, which is simply tailor-made for her.
Yang Xueyi knew that they had no ill intentions, but she politely declined one by one.
She didn't want to change careers.
When she lived with her grandmother in a small town, the English teaching was quite crude and the teacher had a strange accent, but English literature opened a new door for Yang Xueyi, allowing her to yearn for different stories in different cultures.
Many times, it was foreign literature that accompanied Yang Xueyi through her lonely adolescence.
After reading more, Yang Xueyi discovered that different translators have different sensitivities and understandings of texts. Therefore, different translations of the same work can bring completely different experiences.
Good translation requires not only skills, but also the ability to empathize with and understand the original author's perspective, the era in which the author lived, the author's life, and the author's intentions in the choice of words and sentences. The translator needs to connect with the author on a spiritual level and be proficient in Chinese in order to translate the content faithfully, fluently and elegantly.
Yang Xueyi aspires to be someone who can convey authors' ideas in different languages.
It was also because of this original intention that she applied for the English major.
To this end, she worked hard to improve her accent since college and passed the CATTI Level 1 certificate. She was originally ready to roll up her sleeves and work hard, but when she started looking for a job, she found that translation had become a sunset industry under the impact of AI.
When Yang Xueyi graduated, she was full of ambition and hoped to use her professional knowledge to realize her life value and become a useful person to society. However, now, she just wants to find a suitable job to support herself.
I did receive offers from several translation companies I interviewed with, but unfortunately their base salaries were shockingly low.
"Honestly, don't think our base salary is too low. It's really hard to find work as a Chinese-English translator these days."
"Unless it's professional business, ordinary people don't need translation at all. First, English is widely used. Second, there are so many online translation software and AI-assisted translation. With these, you can translate pretty much anything."
"Our translation agency can only survive in the cracks and can only offer translators a very low base salary. The commission depends on how many jobs you take. But to be honest, although AI has squeezed the space for translation work, we can still make use of it. If you do written translation, it's perfect. When translating materials, you can use AI to translate them first, and then you can do a little polishing yourself. It doesn't take much time or brainpower. If you do a lot of work, the income will not be bad. It's also easier than interpreting..."
…
Yang Xueyi was not unaware of the work method of using AI translation to get things done. She had always been disdainful and disgusted by it. She would never join a company with such a work philosophy.
I submitted a bunch of resumes on job recruitment websites, but in the end, I got nothing.
As a result, Yang Xueyi's insomnia has become more severe in the past two days. She tossed and turned, and was shocked by the dark circles under her eyes when she met Qiao Qianqian.
After hearing Yang Xueyi's troubles, Qiao Qianqian expressed deep sympathy: "Don't stress yourself out. Things will work out in the end. Change your mindset and treat this as a gap year. Enjoy it and relax."
When she mentioned this, she suddenly remembered something: "I have a job tomorrow. I'm going to Medical University to photograph their 100th anniversary celebration. You can come with me! Isn't Medical University rated as the most beautiful campus in our city? They say it's like a garden with small bridges and flowing water, and it has a very ancient charm. Normally, you can't get in without grabbing a visitor spot through the reservation system."
"Go ahead! Just consider it a favor! I have no one to watch over my equipment while I'm working alone."
Yang Xueyi couldn't persuade Qiao Qianqian and finally agreed.
The Medical University is not far from the Municipal Library, and Yang Xueyi was just planning to borrow some original English novels.
Original English books are very expensive, so Yang Xueyi would only borrow them unless she came across one she particularly liked.
As an English major graduate, in order to maintain her linguistic sensitivity, she regularly borrows popular novels in English.
Although the imported books section of the library was not able to keep up with the times and borrow the most popular popular novels in the European and American markets, and most of the books in the collection were years behind the market, Yang Xueyi was not one to follow the trend. She borrowed books purely as a form of language practice.
Not only can this help you maintain your English learning context, but this type of novel is also not profound or difficult to understand, and is highly readable and easy to read, making it a good pastime.
**
After borrowing the books and arriving at the Medical University on Saturday, Yang Xueyi looked at the beautiful campus in front of her and admitted that the trip was worthwhile.
The college students who were hanging out on campus all had smiles on their faces, looking young and energetic. The 100th anniversary celebration filled the entire campus with warm and vigorous vitality. Yang Xueyi was also infected by the atmosphere and her mood improved.
"Hello, are you a junior from our school? What's your major? Can you add my contact information?"
Yang Xueyi was originally looking at the scenery, and she couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then looked up and politely declined.
After everyone left, Qiao Qianqian couldn't help but come over and exclaim in amazement: "This is the seventh one today, right?"
She teased, "You really don't do anything. Just come here and you'll be attracted by butterflies! But graduates from medical universities are all top medical talents, and they usually have respectable jobs. Aren't you single? Just find someone here, and your mother will definitely be satisfied!"
Yang Xueyi didn't have the leisure time right now. She waved her hand and said, "I haven't even found a job yet, and I'm still looking for a partner."
"Medical University has produced many famous people. Several of our current directors of top-tier hospitals are graduates of Medical University. I heard that they will all be here for the centennial celebration today. And do you remember Ying Yun from before? The one from Hokkaido, if I remember correctly, seems to be a graduate of Medical University as well. I wonder if he will come today..."
Hearing the familiar name, Yang Xueyi paused.
Qiao Qianqian was right. Ying Yun did graduate from a medical university, but this distinguished young master usually did not participate in such school anniversary activities.
But before Yang Xueyi could finish feeling thankful that Ying Yun wasn't coming, she heard a few girls passing by running towards the basketball court, chattering excitedly with their faces dancing.
"Senior Ying Yun is here! He said he was playing basketball on the court. Clinical Medicine vs. Pathology!"
"Senior Zhong Tian from Pathology is here too!"
"Senior Zhong Tian is quite elegant and gentle, but I think Senior Ying Yun is much more handsome. He's just too aloof and hard to approach. But today I'm going to go all out and ask for Senior Ying Yun's contact information..."
…
Yang Xueyi's eyes went dark.
Why is this annoying guy Ying Yun everywhere?
He's so free today? And he's here to attend the school anniversary?
The most unfortunate thing was that upon hearing that Ying Yun was actually here, Qiao Qianqian immediately perked up and pulled Yang Xueyi over to the basketball court without further ado. "Ever since I took photos of Ying Yun, I've never felt comfortable taking photos of other men. I don't usually get the chance to take photos of him. This time, since he's here, I'm definitely going to take some good photos and give him some close-ups!"
Yang Xueyi knew that Ying Yun had always been a popular figure during his college years, but she never imagined that this annoying guy would be so popular. When she was dragged to the basketball court by Qiao Qianqian and looked at the crowds of people gathered outside the basketball court, she was simply shocked.
There were not only many girls but also many boys surrounding the basketball court.
Because of her good looks, the annoying guy pretends to be quite bright and elegant on the outside, and she is actually the idol of many boys. Of course, she is more likely to be the white moonlight of many girls.
"Senior Ying Yun is so handsome, so handsome, so handsome!"
"Why don't we have such handsome guys in this class?"
…
Yang Xueyi followed everyone's gaze and saw Ying Yun in the center of the court.
He wore a dark blue jersey that accentuated his fair skin, yet he didn't give the impression of being frail. A black, sweat-absorbing headband on his head gave Ying Yun a completely different demeanor from his usual aura. Beyond his usual aloofness, he had a touch of uninhibitedness.
Taking off the doctor's white coat, this annoying guy looks even more muscular and broad-shouldered. The loose jersey not only does not look loose on him, but also highlights the superior proportions of his body. Under the hem of the jersey that is occasionally blown by the wind when he runs, he reveals his lean waist and abdomen, and the outline of his abdominal muscles can be vaguely seen. When he jumps and shoots, the muscles of his calves are taut and full.
Yang Xueyi thought a little sourly that it was because her mother fed him too well, and he lived a life of pampering with balanced nutrition, so he grew into this physique. Why didn't she secretly feed him some pig feed earlier?
There were obviously other boys on the basketball court, including some students who were younger than Ying Yun. However, Ying Yun exuded a more lively and vigorous youthfulness.
Some people always seem to have their own flash. Wherever they are, there is the stage, and they are the absolute protagonist.
The main player of the other team wearing a red jersey was probably the Zhong Tian mentioned by several girls before. He was half a head shorter than Ying Yun and had a handsome appearance. He was not as cold as Ying Yun. He had a smile on his face and a gentle temperament. If you met him on the street on ordinary days, you would definitely praise him for being handsome. However, next to Ying Yun, he did look a little ordinary.
Perhaps human nature is inherently mean. The colder and more difficult to approach someone is, the more people want to explore and get close to them.
Sure enough, Ying Yun on the court simply cast a casual glance at the outside world, and Qiao Qianqian beside Yang Xueyi frantically pressed the shutter button -
“This look is incredible!”
"I felt like he was looking at me just now! He glanced in my direction several times! Was he trying to capture the camera? I really have no regrets in my life! A handsome guy like Ying Yun!"
Yang Xueyi got goosebumps from Qiao Qianqian's praise of Ying Yun. She had no intention of continuing to watch Ying Yun. Just as she was about to retreat, she was attracted by the chat of two medical school girls next to her and stopped.
"Oh, I've been so busy lately that I shouldn't have come to watch the game. I haven't had time to translate and polish the paper I'm submitting. I asked AJE and several other foreign translation and polishing websites for quotes, and they charge by the word, in US dollars. Who would have thought that translating and polishing a 2,000-word paper would cost me 10,000 yuan!"
"Senior Ying Yun, it's so rare for you to come here. It's okay to take a look. Why don't you use our domestic translation and polishing? It's much cheaper!"
"It's cheap, but not professional. Many translations are just done by AI and then handed over. Unlike AJE, they are expensive for a reason, because many of their translation team members are native English speakers with scientific research backgrounds, and the manuscripts they polish are indeed of high quality."
"Look for Medical Translation! It's the company founded by Senior Zhong Tian and others! After graduation, he worked in a hospital for a few years before quitting to start his own business. They specialize in medical translation. Many of their translators have medical backgrounds, but the prices are only half of what you'd pay on foreign websites, there's no time difference, and communication is much more convenient..."
…
The speaker didn't mean it, but Yang Xueyi took it to heart.
Her previous work involved translation in the medical field. Although she had no medical background, she had learned a lot of medical knowledge through years of immersion. If she specialized in medical translation...
It’s really worth a try!
Yang Xueyi immediately took out her mobile phone and began to search for information. Although it was a new startup company, Medical Translation had few competitors and strong market competitiveness because it specialized in translation in specialized niche areas. The quality of the paper polishing and translation services it provided was well-known, and it had gained a certain reputation in just a few years.
However, the company takes the route of being small and elite, and is very strict in screening employees, mostly relying on internal referrals. Yang Xueyi followed the official WeChat account of Medical Translation Bank, but after looking through all the historical messages, she did not see any information about social recruitment.
but……
Yang Xueyi looked at Zhong Tian who was sweating profusely on the court defending Ying Yun. Isn’t the founder of Medical Translation Bank standing right here?
It’s a godsend!
Yang Xueyi immediately decided not to leave, and she squeezed back next to Qiao Qianqian.
Opportunities are for those who are always prepared!
Yang Xueyi is ready!
"Senior Zhong Tian! Come on, come on! You're awesome! The Red Team will definitely win!"
Yang Xueyi started cheering for Zhong Tian at the top of her voice with a passionate look on her face.
She shouted so boldly, and as expected, the eyes of the onlookers around her all glanced over. Zhong Tian in the field also looked at her in surprise, and Ying Yun also gave her a cold look.
Yang Xueyi didn't bother to pay attention to the annoying guy's gaze. Seeing that she had successfully attracted Zhong Tian's attention, she immediately smiled brightly, ignored Ying Yun, and just waved to Zhong Tian enthusiastically.
"Senior Zhong Tian! You must defeat the Blue Team! Come on! You are the most powerful MVP in the whole game!"
Zhong Tian was a little surprised, and waved to Yang Xueyi with a smile: "Thank you, junior sister, if you win, I'll treat you to a meal!"
Yang Xueyi was overjoyed. She didn't expect Zhong Tian to be so understanding.
I don't know why some people pretend to dislike a gentle and warm man like Zhong Tian and prefer a cold-faced refrigerator like Ying Yun.
When Yang Xue thought of this, she glanced at Ying Yun on the field. At this moment, this cold-faced refrigerator was actually looking at her with a sullen face and a bad look. When their eyes met, Ying Yun turned his head away with a cold look.
Soon, he got back into the game and started running.
Under high-intensity exercise, Yang Xueyi could see the sweat on his forehead sliding down his graceful neck, then flowing along the muscle texture, and finally disappearing into his jersey.
It's quite handsome.
Even if you don't want to admit it, the appearance of this cold-faced refrigerator is indeed top-notch, and the gimmicks on the outside are indeed well packaged, which is why so many people are deceived.
Perhaps it was Yang Xueyi's persistent encouragement that worked, as Zhong Tian actually scored two goals in one go. Unfortunately, before Yang Xueyi could be happy about the reversal of the situation, Ying Yun started to make trouble for her.
This annoying guy suddenly changed his previous leisurely manner and his playing style became aggressive and twisted. Not only did he score several goals at once, he also kept a close eye on Zhong Tian, leaving him no chance to shoot again. It was as if he was deliberately suppressing Zhong Tian.
Ying Yun has a superior appearance and deep features. When he gets serious, his eyes are focused and determined to win, and his eyes are full of strength. After sweating, the jersey sticks to his body, revealing his attractive body lines. The sunlight shines on his body, as if he has infinite vitality. While he runs, every strand of hair seems to be favored by the sunlight and plated with gold.
Yang Xueyi began to understand why so many people regarded him as an idol.
This cold-faced refrigerator is quite pretty.
Because of Ying Yun's sudden seriousness, the atmosphere suddenly became heated and the outside of the field became lively. People cheered for Ying Yun's wonderful goal in an endless stream. The originally evenly matched game suddenly turned into a one-sided "massacre" by Ying Yun. Under Ying Yun's "suppression", Zhong Tianyi's team was simply unable to turn over.
"Ying Yun is really going crazy!" Qiao Qianqian was so excited, "My hand is cramping from pressing the shutter button. Every frame is ready to go! I don't believe anyone can walk out of Ying Yun's basketball game calmly!"
really.
Yang Xueyi couldn't do it either, and her heart was not calm at all at the moment.
But Qiao Qianqian was excited, while Yang Xueyi was angry.
Because of Ying Yun's sudden attack, the Red Team had no chance of turning defeat into victory. Zhong Tian's plan to treat Yang Xueyi to dinner after winning the game was naturally aborted, and Yang Xueyi's easy opportunity to network and recommend herself was also wasted.
I knew that nothing good would happen if I met this annoying guy Ying Yun!
However, Yang Xueyi didn't expect that Ying Yun's bad luck chain reaction could go even further.
She was cursing at Yun in her heart and praying that he would get into trouble soon, but she ended up getting into trouble first.
Someone on the field hit the ball off target during a scramble, and before Yang Xueyi could react, the ball hit her left shoulder.
The force was not strong, and the opponent immediately stepped forward to apologize and picked up the ball, but Yang Xueyi's left hand had just recovered from a dislocation, and she felt an unbearable pain.
In just a moment of distraction, the basketball game was over.
The result was naturally a foregone conclusion, with Ying Yun's team winning with an absolute advantage.
When Yang Xueyi got over the pain and looked up again, she found that Zhong Tian's team had probably been embarrassed by losing the game and had already scattered. Even though Yang Xueyi searched everywhere, she couldn't find Zhong Tian in the crowd.
On the contrary, Ying Yun was surrounded by stars, but as always, although Ying Yun's forehead was wet with sweat, his cold face seemed semi-permanent. Yang Xueyi watched him coldly refuse the towels and sports drinks given by the girls.
This pretentious guy was fooled again by him.
"Why doesn't Ying Yun go into the entertainment industry? That way I can be his fangirl. I'll make a fortune selling today's photos!"
Yang Xueyi originally wanted to say something insulting to Ying Yun, but just as she was about to open her mouth, the people who were leaving the venue pushed Yang Xueyi and Qiao Qianqian apart, and one of them pushed and bumped into Yang Xueyi's left shoulder.
Almost instantly, pain swept through Yang Xueyi's shoulder.
Her ill-fated left shoulder was injured again, and the familiar feeling came over her again.
Yang Xueyi's eyes went dark.
She dislocated it again!
Yang Xueyi grimaced in pain, and at this moment she had only one thought in her mind - to find Ying Yun!
As a result, this annoying guy couldn't find anyone at this time.
Fortunately, thanks to Ying Yun's well-known face, Yang Xueyi supported his shoulder and asked for directions along the way, and finally caught up with Ying Yun on the way to the indoor gymnasium.
"Ying Yun! Ying Yun!"
Yang Xueyi was in so much pain that she almost cried: "My hand is dislocated again!"
Ying Yun was alone, still wearing his jersey. He was obviously preparing to go to the locker room of the indoor stadium to change clothes. After hearing what Yang Xueyi said, he stopped with a gloomy face.
"Just now I was hit by a ball and then someone bumped into me, and I dislocated it again."
"Does this have anything to do with me?" Ying Yun's voice was cold. "This is a school, not a hospital. I'm not seeing patients today. I'm not the on-call doctor."
"Then just consider it a favor!"
"Why should I be kind?" Ying Yun snorted coldly, and said sarcastically, "Weren't you quite excited when you were cheering for Zhong Tian and waving your arms just now? Why don't you ask him to treat you?"
Yang Xueyi wanted to find it too, but the problem was that she couldn’t find it!
She was so hurt that she went to find Ying Yun impulsively. Now that she had calmed down, she realized how stupid it was to find him - what else could she expect from him except being ridiculed by him?
She endured the pain, pursed her lips, turned around and prepared to find Qiao Qianqian, and then go to the nearest hospital for emergency treatment.
However, as soon as she turned around, Ying Yun reached out and grabbed her right hand. Yang Xueyi was caught off guard and almost stumbled.
"Sit over there." Ying Yun seemed too lazy to say more. He looked at the stone bench on the side of the road, and then at Yang Xueyi.
Yang Xueyi glared at Ying Yun, unwilling to be outdone. "Aren't you Doctor Ying today? Then who is going to reset my arm?"
"Hearty citizen Ying Yun." Ying Yun looked at Yang Xueyi coldly, "But the patience of a caring citizen is only five seconds."
He who knows the times is a hero. Without waiting for Ying Yun to start the countdown, Yang Xueyi immediately sat down on the stone bench.
Soon, Ying Yun also stood beside her. He pinched Yang Xueyi's shoulder and said, "It's just a partial dislocation. It's not a big problem."
Before Yang Xueyi could say anything, Ying Yun grabbed her left upper arm with one hand and twisted her elbow backwards: "Lean your shoulders on me."
The stone bench was short and Ying Yun was too tall. In this position, he bent down and almost half-knelt behind Yang Xueyi. His other hand wrapped around Yang Xueyi from behind and fixed it on her chest, as if he was holding her whole body in his arms.
Having just finished strenuous exercise and being so close to Ying Yun, Yang Xueyi could feel that his body temperature was higher than usual after the exercise. She could also smell the scent on Ying Yun's body, mixed with his usual cool men's perfume, which was not unpleasant, and even smelled a bit pleasant.
But Yang Xueyi felt very uncomfortable, especially when Ying Yun held her in such an ambiguous posture, and his other arm was pressing tightly against her chest.
Yang Xueyi knew that this was a reset posture, but because it was Ying Yun, she still felt it was complicated and subtle.
Ying Yun's arms were hot and his muscles were hard, so he pressed them against her chest, and the grip became tighter as he applied more force.
The heat from the body that had just exercised was so intense that even Yang Xueyi felt a little hot.
Fortunately, in the next second, Ying Yun grabbed Yang Xueyi's dislocated upper arm, pulled it up and rotated it inward. With a "click", Yang Xueyi heard the sound of her joint returning to its original position.
Just as she had put her body back in place, Ying Yun retreated from behind her faster than Yang Xueyi had expected. She didn't maintain her balance well and her shoulder was subconsciously leaning on Ying Yun. When he pulled away, Yang Xueyi almost fell down.
But just as Yang Xueyi was about to turn around to thank him, she found that Ying Yun's face had turned very ugly, as if he was very regretful for helping Yang Xueyi reset her head. He didn't want to have any physical contact with Yang Xueyi anymore, and the way he looked at Yang Xueyi was as if he was looking at a virus -
"Yang Xueyi, could you please not appear in front of me anymore?"
Yang Xueyi didn't know what she had done to anger this young master, but Ying Yun's voice sounded a bit gnashed: "I'm treating you today, all for Aunt Yang's sake."
"Stop trying to antagonize me by deliberately cheering Zhong Tian on. Do you think you can provoke me? I don't care at all."
Ying Yun seemed reluctant to say anything more. Just as he was about to turn around, he called out to Yang Xueyi, "Give me your pile of books."
?
Highway robbery is just like this!
If he wants to read it, can’t he just borrow it himself?
Yang Xueyi wished she could hug the book with both hands: "I just borrowed it! It's my study material! What are you going to do?"
"What should I do? Why don't you ask me what you want to do? Your hand is already like this, so save yourself the trouble of lifting heavy objects. I can help you carry these books back on the way. You can go to your mother's room to get them next time your hand is better. I don't want to see you in the orthopedics department again."
Ying Yun's words were still as provocative as ever: "I don't want Aunt Yang to think that I'm a quack because I didn't treat your dislocation correctly last time and that it recurred."
"Go to less crowded places in the future." Ying Yun's voice was as cold as his expression. "If you don't want to get dislocated frequently in the future, go to the hospital and get an X-ray, but don't make an appointment with me."
After Ying Yun finished speaking, he picked up the book in Yang Xueyi's hand, turned around and walked away with a bad expression.
For some reason, his steps were faster than usual, completely losing his elegance and nobility. His steps were quick and even a little impetuous. Perhaps it was because he consumed too much energy playing basketball, and even his walking posture was a little strange.
Yang Xueyi stared at his back for a moment before realizing what Ying Yun meant.
He felt that everything he did today was just to get his attention? To deliberately go against him?
Yang Xueyi was almost laughing out of anger. She wasn't cheering Zhong Tian on to piss him off! She was looking for a job!
Does he really think he is the center of the universe and that everyone in the world revolves around him?
I feel too good about myself!
The one who really needs to use his brain is Ying Yun, okay?
【Author’s words】
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