The first call started off badly.
But no matter how much the comments complained, Ye Lan insisted that the staff dial the phone number.
Until the fourth time, when the director couldn't help but want to dissuade him——
"……Hello."
Connected!
A weak girl's voice came from the other end of the phone. It sounded a little hesitant. Without waiting for a reply, she said helplessly, "I already said, I don't buy insurance."
As he said this, he seemed to want to hang up again.
The staff was anxious to explain, fearing that another misunderstanding would embarrass the live broadcast room. Unfortunately, before they could finish their words, they heard the microphone of the Bluetooth headset connected to the live broadcast room turned on.
"Hello, I'm Ye Lan."
I am Ye Lan.
The cold and aloof voice of a girl was transformed into musical notes through electricity and transmitted to the other end.
Everyone online fell silent.
After a few seconds, the sound of water suddenly came from the other end of the microphone. This time the girl's voice was a little clearer, "Ye... Ye Lan? You are Ye Shen!"
"Yeah." Ye Lan responded lightly: "You can see me if you turn on the live broadcast."
"I, I know. The program team said you'd be live today, and I even wrote you a letter." After confirming her identity, the girl became emotional, her voice trembling slightly. "I didn't expect to receive a call from you."
It was the joy of seeing her idol for the first time, which instantly made the audience in the live broadcast room empathize with her and forgive her for not answering the phone before, thinking that it must be understandable.
"I have a lottery box in front of me." Ye Lan's fingertips pressed against the pink envelope, the contents of the letter tightly covered so no one could see it. Then she reminded him, "I read your letter."
girl:"……"
The other end of the phone inexplicably fell into silence again. No one spoke for more than ten seconds. If we hadn't been sure that the call was still going on, everyone would have thought that the other party had hung up again.
Just when the audience began to express dissatisfaction, they finally heard her respond softly, "So, you saw it."
His voice was barely audible and had a dull hoarseness to it, and even his laughter was short and weak.
Ye Lan's expression remained unchanged. He only glanced at the time and said softly, "Can you tell me?"
There was no explicit statement, no inexplicable exhortation or comfort, just a simple greeting, respecting the other person's wishes.
But it was this subtle statement of concern that made the girl on the other end of the phone unable to hold back her sobs.
"I, I feel like a loser. No matter how hard I try, I never get a single word of affirmation. No one in this world needs me..." The girl covered her mouth, trying hard to control her tears, but once her emotions burst out, she couldn't hold them back anymore. She collapsed and cried loudly, "Why do they have to force me to take the civil service exam? If I fail, I'll be a loser. Can't they see how tired I am every day after get off work? If I fail the exam, will I no longer be their daughter? No one has ever cared whether I'm happy at work or whether I had a good day?"
A large amount of negative emotions came like a black tide, instantly filling the entire live broadcast room.
Perhaps the girl cried too sadly, or perhaps many people are also experiencing these seemingly trivial yet overwhelming pressures, so many people in the barrage sympathized with the girl.
"Hey, I'm the same way. I've been forced to take the postgraduate entrance exam lately and I'm almost thinking about jumping off a building."
"What's so good about a stable job? You work yourself to death, but it only gives you a good reputation."
"I'm the same. No matter how much I do, I never get a single compliment from my parents. Do they really hate me?"
…
Seeing the girl yelling, the director was afraid of affecting the atmosphere of the live broadcast, so he hurriedly wrote a prompt board and waved it outside the camera.
'Just say a few words of comfort and end the call quickly!'
Unfortunately, Ye Lan didn't even look at her, nor did he raise his head. When the other person's crying came to an end, he just followed the topic and asked, "Are you happy now?"
The girl seemed tired of crying, her voice hoarse as she spoke weakly, "I'm not happy, not at all. I've been studying lately and have no energy for work. My boss has been scolding me every day lately, and today my bonus was docked. That was the money I wanted to use to buy myself new clothes. Haha, no one cares about me anyway. My parents just think I'm not as good at work as others and that I'm not as promising as other children. They only care about whether the gifts I buy them with my first month's salary are decent enough. They also asked me to bring my boyfriend home for dinner on the day I get paid."
"But they don't even remember that my boyfriend hasn't come to pick me up for work in days. He's a handsome guy on campus with plenty of suitors. Why would he wait for me, an ordinary girl who's busy with work and exams every day? He cheated on me two months ago."
"Isn't it that bad of a person like me..."
By the end, she was in deep self-loathing.
The comments were filled with curses at the scumbag and the girl’s parents.
Ye Lan didn't read those, but just tapped the letter with her fingertips and gave her answer very coldly and clearly.
"Well, it's pretty bad."
Everyone present: "..."
Audience in the anchor room: “…”
Everyone was stunned.
Just when everyone thought Ye Lan's image was about to collapse, she continued in a light and emotionless voice, "If you don't want to take the exam, you don't have to. If you want to fall in love, you can go out on a date. If you want to work hard, you can cheer up. It was your parents who forced you to mess up all this, but did they put a knife to your neck?"
If you can't do it, will I kill you?
“…”
This rhetorical question confused the girl and many viewers in the live broadcast room.
After a long while, I heard a weak reply from the other end: "But if I don't do that, they will scold me and blame me. They are the ones who say I'm useless."
"You should measure your own worth by yourself, not others." Ye Lan calmly exposed her. "You also feel that your job is not ideal. You want to take the exam but are afraid of failing. Even when it comes to intimate relationships, you feel inferior because of the mismatch in appearance and retreat. You think your partner is cheating because you don't have time for their company. Your parents are just a mirror that you don't want to face."
It was just that mirror that spoke out the words that I least wanted to hear.
That's why the girl broke down and couldn't bear it.
The truth was revealed in one sentence, and the girl on the other end of the phone was obviously unprepared. She was so embarrassed that her voice was trembling. "I didn't, I didn't... I never thought like that!"
"Why don't you want to accept yourself?" Ye Lan tilted his head, as if he could see the girl's hesitant face through the screen, his voice full of confusion. "What's so shameful about admitting that you didn't pass the exam, that you're ordinary in appearance, and that you lack work ability? Isn't it the greatest value to be honest with yourself and make yourself happy?"
Wasn't she the one who just shouted about being happy?
The girl was speechless again, but this time she was not the only one who was silent. Some staff members in the live broadcast room and even on the scene were pursing their lips and remained silent, reflecting on the things that were bothering them and whether those unhappy things were really unsolvable.
Actually, it’s not.
They all know very well that the problem is never unsolvable, it just depends on whether they want to solve it.
They are the ones who are trapping themselves.
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