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Shang Cheng started to gain weight in high school. From then on, she began to pay attention to the eyes of people around her. They were tolerant, scrutinizing, kind, arrogant... She could always distinguish quickly.
The only one she couldn't understand was Chi Minche.
Sometimes he has a venomous tongue, sometimes he turns into spring breeze, sometimes he is cold and sometimes he is pitiful.
Tsk, it's so uncertain. What a pity for this competition-level modeling face.
She wasn't happy to get along with him at first, but she couldn't help it——
He is the top vocalist who came to China to record a troupe, and she is the translator hired by their team.
Forget it, the recording period of more than a month passed by patiently.
I couldn't bear it anymore, so I vented my anger by scolding him in Chinese, but he couldn't understand it anyway.
So she called him a "puffer fish" and warned him not to be poisoned by herself.
He really didn't understand.
Later, Shang Cheng stopped scolding him behind his back. She discovered that Chi Minche was not without merits. He was kind and righteous, and he didn't seem as cold as he seemed.
But after tasting the benefits of Chinese encryption in an all-Korean working environment, she had a pleasant talk with Mo Mo, the only Chinese in the group, without hesitation.
From the body types of band members to their ideal types, from TL comics to whether Koreans have "peppers hanging on trees", from life to ideals...
Until Chi Minche's birthday, at the press conference, Shang Cheng was good at making suggestions and translated the media's insulting questions into "Happy Birthday", and then turned around to help him fight back the media.
After the press conference, Shang Cheng was waiting to be fired, but instead he received a thank you from Chi Minche.
See, she just said that he was actually pretty good.
……Etc!
So does he understand Chinese?
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No one would have thought that Ji Mincheol, who is now a top figure in Korean entertainment, was an "autistic" boy who locked himself in a dark room eight years ago.
A netizen pulled him out of the darkness and encouraged him to keep creating music.
They agreed to stick to their dreams until they meet at the top.
He didn't tell her that his dream was never music, but her.
But after signing with a brokerage company and debuting, she suddenly lost contact.
Eight years later, he recognized her at a glance in the translation resume library...
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The copy was deposited on August 28th
The manuscript is being archived and will be published at the end of October.
Intention: One day in the future, women can use their "strength" to love. Not to escape from oneself, but to find oneself. ——Beauvoir
