I’m Afraid I’m Now a Salted Fish Chapter 42

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Chapter 42: Coming Out in Public

　　The next day, Chi Song was awakened by the weight of Handsome Song pressing down on him.
　　She laid on Chi Song’s chest with her eyes closed, curled up into a soft, sleeping dango.
　　As soon as Chi Song shifted a bit, Handsome Song woke up.
　　After a big stretch, she slowly padded over with tiny steps. Then, she gave Chi Song a kiss, successfully stealing Chi Song’s first kiss that day from Song Zhihuai.
　　Song Zhihuai had already gotten up. The loud noise of the frying pan being flipped could be heard from the kitchen.
　　The aroma of vinegar potato shreds was causing Chi Song’s mouth to water. He flipped over and got out of bed, running into the kitchen barefoot.

　　While Song Zhihuai stir-fried the potato shreds, he cast a glance at the kitchen door out of the corner of his eye, and saw Chi Song peeking out and glancing around.
　　He smiled slightly and acted like he hadn’t seen anything.
　　Chi Song, who still thought that he hadn’t been discovered, carefully felt his way over before hanging onto Song Zhihuai’s back like a little monkey.
　　To Song Zhihuai, someone who exercised year-round, this bit of weight wasn’t anything worth mentioning. However, he still frowned a little. “How come you’ve gotten thinner?”
　　Chi Song thought that Song Zhihuai was just trying to be romantic, so as he plastered himself to Song Zhihuai’s back, he said, “…Thinner? I haven’t.”
　　Song Zhihuai voiced his evidence. “Last time, when I carried you on my back, you weren’t this light.”

　　Chi Song was ushered onto a scale by Song Zhihuai. The reading on the scale indicated that he had indeed lost four pounds.

　　For this reason, during breakfast, Song Zhihuai gave most of the potato shreds to Chi Song.
　　Deeply worried, he looked at Chi Song and said, “When we go back to see your mom, she’ll definitely say that I haven’t been taking good care of you again and give me a good scolding.”
　　Chi Song looked stunned as he held his bowl. “Are you going back with me?”
　　Song Zhihuai asked back, “Where else would I go?”
　　Chi Song had gotten very busy recently, so he only had these few days of vacation. He definitely didn’t want to waste them.
　　However, he still felt hesitant as he bit his chopsticks. “Are Mom and Dad not coming back from abroad this year for New Year’s?”
　　“Mom and Dad” referred to Song Zhihuai’s parents.
　　Song Zhihuai shook his head. “They’re still in their own world of two abroad. They told my brother and I not to disturb them.”
　　Chi Song looked at the two playing cats. “Handsome Song and Big Loyal…”
　　Song Zhihuai said, “I’ll call people over to feed them. If you’re still worried, we can take them back with us.”
　　They had just settled the matter of them going back to his house. Chi Song hadn’t even had the time to notify his parents when his phone rang.
　　When he saw the name of the caller, Chi Song choked on his mouthful of potato shreds.
　　While he swallowed with difficulty, he gestured at Song Zhihuai. “…It’s my mom.”

　　Chi Song picked up the phone and said very cautiously, “…Mom.”
　　As he answered the call, he kept looking at Song Zhihuai from the corner of his eyes, very carefully.
　　When Song Zhihuai noticed the subtle changes in Chi Song’s expression, he felt his heart ache for Chi Song.
　　…If Chi Song hadn’t been with him, when Chi Song answered his mother’s call, he definitely wouldn’t have this kind of expression.
　　Thinking of this, Song Zhihuai sat down next to Chi Song and stretched out a hand, covering his palm.

　　Mother Chi asked perceptively, “Is Song Zhihuai next to you?”
　　Chi Song was like a bunny who puffed up its fur in an attempt to seem strong and unruffled. He tightened his jaw. “…Yes, he is.”
　　Mother Chi immediately felt a wave of disappointment. “…I thought so. You were talking like you were a thief.”
　　Little Thief Chi Song immediately straightened up a little. “…”
　　Mother Chi asked, “Last time, you said your vacation this year would only last until the second day after New Year’s, right?”
　　Chi Song replied honestly, “Yeah.”
　　Mother Chi inquired especially severely, “Your father told me to ask you whose family you would be spending the New Year with.”
　　Chi Song was taken aback, “…Huh?”
　　Mother Chi said, “What ‘huh’? Have you met Song Zhihuai’s parents yet?”
　　Chi Song started rolling up the tablecloth using his index finger as he stammered, “…I have.”

　　More than two years ago, just as Chi Song and Song Zhihuai had established a relationship, Song Zhihuai’s parents returned from abroad.
　　Song Zhihuai took him to meet with Song’s parents in the private restaurant opened by the Song family.
　　Chi Song was extremely nervous. Luckily, not only was Aunt Song gentle, she also had a good impression of him. As soon as she saw him, she placed some food into his bowl. She didn’t mind even when Chi Song refused, and instead just stuffed a big red packet into his hands.
　　According to Aunt Song, her son had a good eye for people. If he wasn’t sure that his lover was someone he wanted to spend the rest of his life with, he would never bring them in front of his parents. Hearing this, the tips of Chi Song’s ears turned red.
　　However, the Song family’s values were still pretty old-fashioned. When Uncle Song had first learned of his son being gay, he had sternly forbid him from seeking out those pretty but brainless little celebrities.
　　When he found out that Chi Song was an unknown little classic actor in the entertainment circle, Uncle Song felt very dissatisfied. For the first half of the meal, his face was set into an unforgiving, severe expression. It made Chi Song’s heart tremble.
　　Halfway through the meal, Uncle Song probably wanted to make Chi Song look bad, so he asked, seemingly casually, “How much do you know about Brecht’s epic theater theory?”
　　Chi Song replied timidly, “I’ve only read “Buying Brass” and “Alienation Effects in Chinese Acting” and wrote a thesis on them. I don’t really know much.”
　　Uncle Song: “…”
　　Song Zhihuai immediately made a “See, isn’t my wife amazing?” expression.
　　Uncle Song shot a subtle look at his son before turning to Chi Song and asking, “Then, just tell me what you know.”
　　He thought that Chi Song was one of those people in the entertainment circle who just liked to show off their knowledge, and even dared to declare that they had a deep knowledge of these theory books just because they were able to recite the book title.
　　He hadn’t thought that Chi Song was actually able to discuss the plot and theater techniques in “The Good Person of Szechwan” and “The Caucasian Chalk Circle” with him.
　　After the meal, Uncle Song concisely expressed his fondness for Chi Song, “…Excellent, let’s talk again next time.”

　　Mother Chi asked, “Were his parents nice to you?”
　　Of course, Chi Song had to put in some good words for them. “Song Zhihuai’s father is very knowledgeable, and his mother gave me a really big red packet.”
　　…It was so big that he didn’t even dare to spend it. He could only deposit it into his bank account to collect interest.
　　Mother Chi was silent for a moment. “Does this mean that you plan on spending Chinese New Year’s with the Song family?”
　　Chi Song immediately seized the opportunity and started to act like a spoiled child. “How could that be? Of course I’m going to spend New Year’s with Mom, Dad, and Little Yang.”
　　Mother Chi was obviously relieved. “You still have a conscience. …Right, how much money was in the red packet Song Zhihuai’s mother gave you?”
　　Chi Song didn’t respond for a while. “Why… are you asking this?”
　　Mother Chi decided to just mind her own business. “You’re right, there’s no need for me to ask this. …You should come back with him for New Year’s. After that, on the thirtieth and first, you two can go pay his parents a New Year’s visit.”
　　Chi Song’s mind finally settled down. He was so happy, he wanted to just fly up on the spot. “…Okay!”
　　Mother Chi said sourly, “Are you really happy? How come when you picked up the phone just now, you weren’t in this mood?”
　　Chi Song hurriedly defended himself. “No, no, Mom, I love you the most! I’ve already bought the train tickets, so I’ll arrive home tonight.”
　　Mother Chi complained with satisfaction, “…Don’t flatter me so much.”

　　After she hung up, Father Chi put down his newspaper and hurriedly asked, “Is Little Song coming home for New Year’s this year?”
　　Mother Chi purposely made a sullen expression and said, “Yes, and he’s bringing Song Zhihuai.”
　　As soon as he heard that Chi Song was coming back home, Father Chi became happy. “Look at you, always scaring the child. This past half year, Chi Song didn’t even dare to come home..”
　　Mother Chi snorted, “Are you blaming me?”
　　A wailing sound came from the baby’s room. Mother Chi immediately got up and took the child into her arms to comfort him.
　　Father Chi asked, “Did Little Song tell you how much money was in the red packet the Song family gave him during their first meeting?”
　　Mother Chi didn’t even look up from the baby. “Who cares? We should just mind our own business. I’m planning on giving Song Zhihuai ten thousand and one yuan, to represent him being ‘the special one in ten thousand’.”
　　After she said this, Mother Chi said with remorse, “…We’ve really cheaped out on him this time.”

　　On the other end, Chi Song was so excited he stopped eating and ran around the whole house. Then, he repeated what Mother Chi had told him over the phone to Song Zhihuai.
　　Chi Song’s phone’s signal wasn’t very good, so Song Zhihuai had long already heard the two’s conversation crystal clear. However, he still listened to Chi Song repeat everything patiently.
　　After he finished, Song Zhihuai took Chi Song, who was still running around in excitement, and pressed him onto lap and smoothed his hair. “Your parents have finally come around.”
　　Chi Song turned around, and looked at Song Zhihuai very seriously. He said, “They haven’t just come around. My family will like you.” Then, he added, “…As long as they get to know you, everyone will like you.”

　　Song Zhihuai chuckled.
　　Chi Song was probably the only person in the whole world who would be so certain that “everyone would like Song Zhihuai.”
　　No one can be money itself, but as long as he thought about how there was a little fanboy who would foolishly think that his lover would be liked by the whole, wide world, Song Zhihuai’s heart would quickly start to melt.
　　He took off his gold-rimmed glasses, and gently kissed Chi Song’s neck. “…Chi Song, let’s go home.”

　　The third time Song Zhihuai went to Chi Song’s hometown, he was finally able to openly walk into the Chi family’s home, carrying a big bag and a small bag, with the identity of their son-in-law.
　　Chi Song pulled at the sleeve of Song Zhihuai’s suit. With both excitement and shyness, he said, “Mom, Dad, let me officially give you guys an introduction. This is Song Zhihuai.”
　　According to Song Zhihuai’s observations last time, he bought tea and American ginseng for Father Chi, and a set of gold jewelry for Mother Chi. He also bought the old couple each a Fitbit.
　　Of course, he also brought a toy for his little nephew.
　　After all was said and done, Mother Chi still loved her son dearly. She didn’t nitpick at Song Zhihuai, and for the New Year’s Eve dinner, she even specially asked Song Zhihuai which dishes he liked the most.
　　Handsome Song and Big Loyal Li also returned home with the two.
　　Handsome Song wasn’t afraid of the growing crowd. She peacefully curled herself on Chi Song’s knees and licked her claws, while Big Loyal Li habitually went to his windowsill, where he could gaze over the city ablaze with flickering lights that was his vast territory.

　　Chi Song is filled with happiness.
　　 This is the first Chinese New Year together after Chi Song and Song Zhihuai are together. Chi Song’s eyes always follow Song Zhihuai greedily, and he sneaks his fingers under the table with him, and he can’t see enough.
　　 Chi Yang could see that Chi Song’s undisguised love look towards Song Zhihuai, and coughed several times to remind his brother not to be so explicit.

　　At the dinner table, the family clinked glasses happily, as the opening song of the New Year’s Gala played cheerfully from the TV behind them.
　　Chi Song was filled with happiness.
　　This was the first New Year that Chi Song and Song Zhihuai spent together. Chi Song’s eyes were glued to Song Zhihuai the whole time, and he sneakily hooked their fingers together under the table. No matter what, his eyes couldn’t get enough of Song Zhihuai.
　　Chi Yang had seen Chi Song’s gaze towards Song Zhihuai, which was filled with a deep, undisguised love, and he coughed several times to remind his brother not to be so explicit.

　　Father Chi and Mother Chi were already too old to stay up until midnight, so they went to sleep early.
　　Meimei had gone to coax the child and had also already fallen asleep.
　　The moment twelve o’ clock struck, there were only three people left in the living room: Chi Yang, Chi Song, and Song Zhihuai.
　　Chi Yang habitually spread his arms to hug his brother. “Big brother, Happy New…”
　　While he was starting to talk, Song Zhihuai and Chi Song had already gotten together and started kissing.
　　Chi Song quietly said, “Zhihuai, Happy New Year.”
　　Song Zhihuai smiled back and said, “Happy New Year.”
　　Chi Yang desolately stood in place, feeling like he had been abandoned by the whole world.

　　However, this warm and sweet atmosphere didn’t even last two full minutes.
　　With a wronged expression, Chi Yang took out his phone, planning to respond to the flood of New Year’s greetings from his colleagues and old classmates.
　　He had been scrolling through Weibo right before he turned off his phone last, so after he unlocked his phone, what popped up was the hot search ranking list.
　　With only a glance, Chi Yang saw the big “explosive” label at the top of the list.
　　After he took another glance at the hot search content, Chi Yang couldn’t care about etiquette anymore and hurriedly shoved his phone in front of Chi Song, “…Brother, look!”
　　Chi Song stared at it. He was starting to hear a buzzing noise in his ears.
　　——“A Certain Famous Actor is Suspected to Come Out of the Closet.”

　　Chi Song speedily opened the hot search, and found that the pictures that the paparazzi had taken of the back view of two figures holding hands weren’t of him and Song Zhihuai. He hadn’t even had time to release a sigh of relief when his expression became even uglier.
　　…Wait a second.
　　…The main stars of the show here seemed to be Brother Harry and… Bai Zhirong?

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Author’s Note: I didn’t write about the Valentine’s Day gift Chief Song prepared for Song Song, but he did secretly gift Song Song something! He gave Song Song a share of an insurance company! 

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Translator’s Note: LOL wait I’m so dumb lol I miscounted
I guess I had an extra one laying around here all along lol

Also poor Chi Yang!! XD

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I’m Afraid I’m Now a Salted Fish Chapter 41

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Chapter 41: Tiny Conflict

　　…This circle really was just naturally full of shous, wasn’t it?
　　Within a few seconds, Chi Song’s bad premonition quickly came true.
　　Qian Qi flirtatiously bit Chi Song’s ear. “Chi Song, I can tell that you don’t hate the idea of being with other men… Your relationship with Li Qiuli is so good. Do you know how jealous I was…”
　　Chi Song looked like he had nothing left to live for. “Let go of me, I’ll explain everything to you slowly.”
　　Qian Qi’s grip was tight as he held Chi Song in his embrace. Chi Song was afraid after he explained that he already had a boyfriend, Qian Qi might get so emotional that Chi Song would be strangled on the spot.

　　Qian Qi was not on the same wavelength as Chi Song at all.
　　From his point of view, the fact that Chi Song hadn’t slapped him and called him a pervert was already a great act of tolerance.
　　Didn’t this prove that he was right?
　　That Chi Song really was someone in this circle?
　　He’d gone to gay bars for many years already. He was very clear on who in the circle could really play around.
　　He heard that there was a man called Liu Che, who was the only son of the boss of some conglomerate. After he returned from studying in the UK, which was known for its decadent attitude towards homosexuals, he turned from a prodigal son who had a burning passion for big-breasted beauties to a huge collector of male idols. Qian Qi attentively made inquiries, and found that Liu Che and Chi Song had gone to the same university. In fact, they were even roommates.
　　Qian Qi heard a story from some others in their circle while they were drinking, with his own ears: Once, when Liu Che was drunk, he had called out Chi Song’s name while he embraced a delicate, pretty-looking friend.
　　Although Liu Che strongly denied it afterwards, this story still spread all the way to Qian Qi’s ears.

　　Before hugging Chi Song, Qian Qi hadn’t dared to believe that he was also a kindred spirit. But after hugging him, the wondrous feeling that came from finding someone like him caused the flower in Qian Qi’s heart to blossom.
　　He continued his affectionate confession. “Chi Song, won’t you try going out with me?”
　　Chi Song said helplessly, “…Let go.”
　　Qian Qi, who was intoxicated by the little pink cloud of love, still wasn’t able to tell the implication behind Chi Song’s words. “No. Since I’ve hugged you, I won’t let go for the rest of my life.”
　　Chi Song took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and resolutely stomped on Qian Qi’s foot.

　　With a pained-filled screech, Qian Qi finally let go of the hand that he had just sworn to not let go of for the rest of his life.

　　About five minutes later, Qian Qi’s pink little dreamland was ruthlessly torn to pieces by two facts.
　　…First, his secret crush of many years already had a steady boyfriend.
　　…Second, his secret crush of many years, who could push him down and beat him up when he was little, who he had always seen to be a gentle and considerate top, was actually a frickin’ shou.

　　Qian Qi cried like a little girl.
　　Qian Qi’s face was truly at an earth-shattering level of beauty. Although the tip of his nose was a little bulbous, his overall foundation was outstanding. His face was one that would make a girl’s heart pound and start sprouting with love after a second glance.
　　And this tear-stained, beautiful face stabbed into face-con Chi Song, making him feel a twinge of guilt.
　　He handed over a tissue. “Alright, stop crying now.”
　　Qian Qi sniffled aggrievedly and said, “I can’t, I don’t feel well.”
　　There was a mirror hanging on the wall next to the bed. Chi Song looked up, saw their reflection in the mirror, and thought that this situation was really quite mystifying.
　　The one whose room had been forcefully broken into about fifteen minutes ago was Chi Song. When he saw Qian Qi with a threatening look, looking like he was here to overcomplicate things and vent his anger, Chi Song had instantly worried that they would be enacting a violent rape scene from a GV.
　　But now, Qian Qi was crying like he was the one who’d been topped.
　　Once again, he had to use the sentence: the ups and downs of life were just too stimulating.

　　Chi Song said apologetically, “See, I really can’t satisfy you. I’m sorry.”
　　Qian Qi wiped his eyes. “Have you tried being the one on top before?”
　　Chi Song was speechless for a while.
　　Qian Qi immediately saw a bright little spark of hope. “You haven’t tried it yet, right? You can try it out on me…”
　　As soon as Chi Song realized that the conversation was veering off course, he immediately snuffed out that little spark. “No thanks, my husband and I get along really well.”
　　Qian Qi’s eyes were about to water again. Chi Song could suddenly feel a headache coming on. “Really, stop crying.”
　　Qian Qi: “…I want to cry.”
　　Chi Song showed a despairing expression. “If you keep crying, I can only cry with you.”

　　However, his threats were of no use. Qian Qi’s hopes and dreams had been shattered, and he was unable to control himself in his grief. His tears kept flowing intermittently for the next three hours.
　　Chi Song wasn’t actually able to cry with him, so he could only try to comfort him from the side. He couldn’t even play games on his phone during this time. It was a very painful period of time.
　　Finally, right before Qian Qi’s manager blew up his phone with all the incoming calls, Qian Qi finally relinquished his prided stubbornness and got up to leave as he sobbed.
　　When Chi Song half pushed, half hurried him out the door, both of Qian Qi’s eyes were swollen like peaches.
　　All the crying caused Chi Song to have auditory hallucinations. After Qian Qi left, he laid down on his bed, but he could still faintly hear Qian Qi’s aggrieved sobs.
　　However, after being enlightened by Qian Qi, his imagination conjured up a scene where he and Mr. Song would be doing bedroom activities. His imagination was going into overdrive.
　　He rolled over on his bed, grabbed his phone, and contacted Song Zhihuai.

　　Song Zhihuai answered in seconds. “Wife? Have you already finished all your events for today?”
　　Chi Song’s voice softened by the minute. “Yep.”
　　Song Zhihuai asked, “Was it tiring?”
　　Chi Song replied, “No.”
　　…The events didn’t tire him out, but dealing with all these emotions did.
　　Though he felt emotionally drained even now, Chi Song still shared his grand idea with Song Zhihuai.
　　Of course, he hid his source of inspiration.

　　They had already been together for over two years, so Chi Song thought that he already knew Song Zhihuai very well.
　　He was a bit of a male chauvinist, but at the same time, he was very petty. No matter how crappy Chi Song’s shows were, Song Zhihuai would watch them all from beginning to end, with only one exception: every single time Chi Song was in a kiss scene or romance scene, he would skip without a doubt.
　　This was displayed especially well when he watched the first season of “Brilliant Starlight” with Chi Song. As soon as he reached an affection scene between either Chi Song and the female lead, or him and Brother Harry, he would start skipping through the scenes as fast as lightning.
　　Chi Song had even stopped him once then. “Hey hey, there’s no more kissing here.”
　　Song Zhihuai’s expression was cold. “It doesn’t matter even if there’s no kissing. I can’t watch this, or I’ll get angry.”

　　From this, Chi Song could tell that if Song Zhihuai were to know that someone in the entertainment circle harbored affection for him, he would explode. Therefore, it was better for him to not know.

　　After Song Zhihuai finished listening to Chi Song’s idea, he felt slightly incredulous. “You want to be on top?”
　　Chi Song felt quite embarrassed, “Yeah.”
　　Song Zhihuai laughed uproariously. “A little toy poodle wants to be on top?”
　　Chi Song: “…”
　　He looked down at his legs, and then thought about Song Zhihuai’s long legs, and felt that his ego had been dealt a great blow.
　　When Song Zhihuai heard Chi Song go silent, he stopped laughing. “Were you serious about this?”
　　Being called a toy poodle hurt Chi Song’s feelings pretty deeply. “…It doesn’t matter, just forget about it.”
　　Song Zhihuai said, “Wife? Don’t be angry, I was just joking with you.”
　　Chi Song said angrily, “I’m not angry.”
　　He immediately realized that his tone was rather harsh, so he apologized to Song Zhihuai. “Sorry, I’m just a bit tired today…”
　　This was actually Song Zhihuai’s first time facing Chi Song throwing a temper tantrum. He only felt that this was quite novel and cute. “What’s wrong? If you feel too tired, I can come see you.”
　　Chi Song sprawled on his bed and buried his face in his pillow. He said in a muffled voice, “Nothing’s wrong. I’ll be returning home tomorrow.”

　　The emotional roller coaster today seemed to have put his mood all out of sorts.
　　He hastily hung up before laying down spread-eagled on his bed. He missed the days he spent with the cast and crew like never before.

　　Oh, please just give him a role to act. He was going to die without work.
　　Once he started working, he wouldn’t have to worry so much anymore.

　　The next day, he took part in another local event. This time, it was an interview meant to generate more publicity for a local university.
　　After that was done, his days of running everywhere, making announcements, would finally come to an end.
　　This was completely different from his salted fish way of life before. Even after over a month of nonstop hard work, Zhou Yaming still only gave him a measly six and a half vacation days.
　　These six and a half days included Valentine’s Day, Chinese New Year, and New Year’s Eve. In other words, the second day after New Year’s, Chi Song would have to come back to film advertisements and host his first ever fan meeting.

　　Chi Song was racing against time. He returned to the Song Residence as soon as his plane landed. He didn’t even unpack his luggage before he put on an apron and started making his long-awaited Valentine’s Day chocolate flowers.
　　After he finished making the chocolate flowers, he felt very tired and his eyes were sore, but he still forced himself to get up and get some ice bags from the freezer. Then, he placed the carefully packaged chocolate flowers and ice bags on the living room table before burrowing into the big bed and slipping into a comfortable sleep.

　　As soon as Song Zhihuai returned home and opened the door, he received an onslaught of sweetness.
　　Soon after, he caught a little wife, whose cheeks were still rosy from sleep, in the bedroom.
　　On his left was Big Loyal, and on his right was Handsome Song. The two rather heavy cats took up all the remaining space, leaving none for Song Zhihuai.

　　With one hand carrying each, Song Zhihuai put the two cats down on the floor. Then, like a cuckoo occupying a magpie’s nest, Song Zhihuai laid down next to Chi Song.
　　He didn’t try to tease Chi Song. He simply quietly watched him sleep.
　　For some mysterious reason, as soon as Song Zhihuai got on the bed, Chi Song started to dream. In his dream, Song Zhihuai was there, being especially romantic.
　　He dazedly rested his head on Song Zhihuai’s shoulder in his dream. Except, with this movement, his head was actually now resting on something warm.
　　Chi Song opened his eyes and saw Song Zhihuai himself. Unwilling to say more than necessary, he hooked his arms around Song Zhihuai’s neck and leaned into his embrace. Then, he softly apologized for his temper tantrum the day before. “…I’m sorry.”
　　Song Zhihuai drew him closer, and asked in surprise, “Why are you apologizing?”
　　Chi Song kissed Song Zhihuai’s face, and apologized sensibly, “I wasn’t in a good mood yesterday. I wasn’t mad at you.”
　　Song Zhihuai turned Chi Song around to face him, and said earnestly, “Even so, since you’ve brought up this topic, I should discuss this with you.”
　　Chi Song lowered his head uncomfortably.
　　Song Zhihuai asked, “Are you uncomfortable being with me?”
　　Chi Song: “…Huh?”
　　Song Zhihuai pinched his cheeks, and said sternly, “If you really don’t like it, we… we can switch positions.”
　　Chi Song was startled.
　　He remembered that Song Zhihuai seemed to have broken up with his first love over a disagreement over positions.

　　Chi Song stuttered, “No, it’s not- it’s not like this. I…”
　　Song Zhihuai said, “I thought about it all night. You’re also a man. It’s very normal for you to request this. I’m your husband, so shouldn’t I try to accommodate you?”
　　Chi Song looped his arms around Song Zhihuai’s neck, and said quietly, “But in the past, didn’t you…”
　　Song Zhihuai kissed his lips in exasperation. “You’re different from him. I’m happy to do this with you.”

　　Chi Song felt his eyes starting to tear up.
　　“I was just bringing it up casually.” In order to hide how moved he was feeling, Chi Song hugged Song Zhihuai tight. He bit his ear, and said quietly, “Every time you’re on time, it’s really, really comfortable. Really.”
　　Song Zhihuai didn’t say anything more.　　
　　Chi Song cried very late into the night that day. From outside, Big Loyal Li diligently scratched at the door during the middle of the night, while Handsome Song jumped onto the table and padded over, gracefully going around the chocolate flowers that Chi Song had made for Song Zhihuai.
　　The scent of chocolate wafted through the whole house.

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Author’s Note: Song Song caused a tiny bit of trouble… I hope that he won’t be disliked by anyone QWQ I’ll just secretly say this in passing, today, Song Song and Chief Song unlocked a new posture, it’s that 69 (/ω＼)

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Translator’s Note: Translator’s Note: Aaand second male lead exits the scene. Fastest entry and exit by any second male lead ever, perhaps? XD

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I’m Afraid I’m Now a Salted Fish Chapter 40

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Chapter 40: I Am A Shou

　　In the face of this “mysterious guest”, Chi Song put on a “completely dumbfounded expression,” immediately settling right into the act.
　　Qian Qi, who had played the role of a domineering CEO countless times before, easily took a step forward, reducing the safe distance that had existed between the two into a mere dozen centimeters. “What, you don’t recognize me anymore?”
　　Qian Qi was half a head taller than Chi Song, so his aura was very overwhelming.
　　A few seconds later, Chi Song broke out of his daze and his brain finally started working again. “Brother Qian Qi? How come you’re here?”
　　Qian Qi smiled. “I’m your fan, you know.”
　　Chi Song showed a very professional smile. “I am too.”
　　After he said this, he took the initiative to shorten the distance between the two, standing on tiptoe to hug Qian Qi.
　　
　　Qian Qi obviously hadn’t expected Chi Song to be so proactive.
　　With this hug, Chi Song discovered that Qian Qi’s shoulder muscles were all stiff. Both his hands were just outstretched stiffly for a good while, before he remembered that he should loop them around Chi Song’s back.
　　
　　Realization suddenly dawned upon Chi Song.
　　This surprise attack by Qian Qi was of the same nature as the commentary on Weibo last time; most likely, it was to generate some male-male CP hype.
　　The reason he didn’t inform Chi Song beforehand was undoubtedly because he wanted to throw off Chi Song’s rhythm.
　　Clearly, Qian Qi wanted to firmly grasp the initiative when generating hype.
　　However, Chi Song didn’t like being led around by the nose by others.
　　…Though if the person leading him around was Mr. Song, Chi Song would gladly accept after some careful deliberations.
　　
　　According to the host, Qian Qi was attending as a special guest. Two years ago, he had also served this green tea brand as an ambassador for a season.
　　Being hugged by Chi Song had affected Qian Qi’s mentality for a few seconds, but after so many years of experience in these kinds of situations, he quickly adjusted his mental state and started chatting cheerfully with the host. He had a precise grasp of boundaries, so he didn’t try to steal Chi Song’s spotlight. He even purposely tossed many good joke opportunities to Chi Song.
　　The atmosphere became hotter and hotter. Finally, under the starry eyes of the fans, the two each held up a goblet filled with green tea and clinked glasses with each other.
　　
　　When the cups clinked together, one of the popular memes on Weibo from a while back suddenly popped up in Chi Song’s mind.
　　“Cheers to our fake plastic sisters friendship.jpg”
　　
　　Qian Qi left as soon as the event ended.
　　Meanwhile, Chi Song put on his coat and walked towards the parking lot under the protection of Liu Shu.
　　Some fans who had failed to enter the event venue were waiting in the parking lot for Chi Song. As soon as they saw him appear, they rushed up in a swarm.
　　
　　Though buying a drink for his fan at the airport last time earned Chi Song the favor of many passersby and the title “A Hotshot Who Pampered His Fans,” Zhou Yaming reminded Chi Song afterwards that barring any mishaps, his fans would only grow more and more in number. If he bought lemon tea for his fan this time, would he have to buy an entire milk tea shop for his fans next time?
　　Due to both safety and time concerns, Zhou Yaming asked Chi Song to keep a proper distance from his fans.
　　
　　And so, Chi Song decided to be an aloof idol.
　　Liu Shu slung one arm around Chi Song’s shoulders, while the other was used to politely ward off the swarm of little fans. “Please make way, Chi Song still needs to rush to his next event… Please make way.”
　　This group of fans was pretty understanding. As soon as they heard that Chi Song still had work to do, they immediately dispersed.
　　The unwilling little fans were quietly persuaded to leave by the girls next to them and also stopped fussing. However, their faces still showed clear regret.
　　On the contrary, it was actually Chi Song, who had been acting as an aloof idol for an entire minute already, who was the first to cave.
　　The heater at the event venue was on, making it very warm, but the parking lot was quite chilly, with gusts of wind blowing through. These girls had dressed very warmly, but their cheeks inevitably still started to redden from the cold.
　　He got to his private van, but didn’t hurry to close the door. He bent down, his butt sticking out as he searched around the back seat for a while. Then, he brought out a few boxes of chocolate.
　　Song Zhihuai didn’t like eating most sweets, but there was a type of chocolate called “Tache” that he was willing to eat a few pieces of.
　　This kind of chocolate wasn’t cheap. Although it wasn’t comparable to the champagne truffle chocolate of the same brand, each small piece of chocolate still cost more than 40 yuan.
　　Chi Song had imported several boxes from overseas. Valentine’s Day was coming soon, so he had originally planned to melt them and make them into chocolate flowers for Song Zhihuai.
　　His heart ached so much he couldn’t bear to continue watching. With his eyes half shut, he handed a box of chocolate to Liu Shu and said, “Here, pass these out.”
　　Liu Shu said disapprovingly, “Sister Yaming said…”
　　”They waited for me for so long and became this frozen. If they eat some chocolate, they can feel a little warmer.” Chi Song’s face was filled with pain. “Quick, pass these out. Otherwise I’ll regret it. These are so expensive.”
　　Liu Shu, “…Pfft, cough cough, okay.”
　　
　　On the way back to the hotel, Chi Song ordered another box of chocolate. Then he closed his eyes again and rested for a long while before the pain started to fade a little.
　　Song Zhihuai sent over a text. “What are you doing?”
　　After Song Zhihuai interrupted his thoughts, Chi Song’s dejection immediately dissipated like smoke. “I’m thinking about you.”
　　Song Zhihuai: “What a coincidence, I’m thinking of you too.”
　　Chi Song suddenly wanted to hear Song Zhihuai’s voice, so he dialed his phone number.
　　…The line was busy.
　　He tried again. Still busy.
　　Ten seconds later, Song Zhihuai sent another text. “Who are you trying to call?”
　　Chi Song couldn’t stop smiling. “I’m trying to call my husband.”
　　As long as they weren’t face-to-face, Chi Song could call Song Zhihui “husband” very smoothly.
　　Song Zhihuai said, “Don’t call me yet. Wait for me to call you. Husband has enough money to pay for the call cost.”
　　Chi Song held the phone and obediently waited five seconds before Song Zhihuai called. “Chi Song.”
　　He had only called his name, but Chi Song’s face had already turned extremely red. “Zhihuai.”
　　Even through the phone, Song Zhihuai could still imagine Chi Song’s bashful little appearance. He couldn’t help but smile. “How come you turn shy so easily? When I see you act, you seem pretty relaxed.”
　　Chi Song thought about it and replied, “…During those times, I’m someone else, not Chi Song.”
　　
　　It was a very mysterious feeling that was hard to describe. When acting or conversing with others, Chi Song had never had such a vehement reaction towards his name being called.
　　During those times, both his body and soul were someone else. He was Xue Yunyang, he was Jian Ning, he was the luxurious youth in “Elegy of Jianshan.” But in front of Song Zhihuai, Chi Song was that lame little salted fish who would soften down to his very bones after a single call from his husband.
　　Song Zhihuai liked this response very much, and gave Chi Song a “mwuah” over the phone.
　　
　　After the initial overturning of his three worldviews, Liu Shu very calmly accepted the fact that Chi Song was gay.
　　The sweet phone call continued all the way to the first floor of the hotel. It was finally about time for it to end.
　　After listening to lovey-dovey words the whole way, Liu Shu’s ears felt extremely tired.
　　
　　After Chi Song hung up, he returned to his room. Then, he hesitated over whether he should first take a shower or whether he should just flop down on his bed for an hour.
　　Just as he was feeling very uncertain, his doorbell rang. “Room service.”
　　Chi Song hadn’t noticed that this deep male voice was a little familiar, so he reached out and opened the door. “Sorry, I didn’t call for…”
　　The second half of his sentence got stuck in his throat.
　　Outside stood Qian Qi, wearing a peaked cap. His hand instantly shot out and prevented the door from closing. “Brother Chi Song, hello.”
　　After his greeting, he shamelessly used his height advantage to push open the door and enter the room.
　　
　　Chi Song looked outside and saw that Qian Qi had come alone. Loud alarm bells instantly started ringing in his mind.
　　Qian Qi didn’t stand on formality at all, directly sitting down on Chi Song’s only bed before surveying the whole room. “…Your accommodations are pretty good, huh. When I was the ambassador for this green tea brand, the organizers had me live in a four star hotel.”
　　Chi Song forced a laugh. “…Yeah, it’s decent.”
　　With that said, he chose a stool that was the furthest from the bed and sat down. “What are you here for?”
　　Qian Qi took off his sunglasses and clasped a hand to his chest. “Do I need a reason to come see you?”
　　Chi Song rapidly started thinking about how to respond.
　　…What did this mean?
　　Qian Qi had suddenly come to pay a visit. Had he brought a reporter over?
　　Did he maybe want a scandal with the headlines “Two men share a room and ‘read scripts at night’ for over four hours”?
　　Even if he wanted to hype up their CP, he didn’t have to go to these lengths, did he?
　　
　　Qian Qi seemed to read Chi Song’s mind. He smiled, “No one knows I came here. I even had my manager drive my private van away first to lead those paparazzi away. Here, there’s only us two.”
　　Chi Song: “…”
　　…Chi Song suddenly felt that the atmosphere wasn’t quite right.
　　In this situation, in this moment, it seemed like there should be godly gay song playing, to complement Qian Qi’s sudden shy expression.
　　
　　Chi Song had to say something to try and correct this weird atmosphere. “Why did you suddenly come to the press conference today?”
　　“What do you mean, ‘suddenly’?” With familiar ease, Qian Qi used the face that had mesmerized countless girls from the TV screen to give Chi Song a light smile. “…I’ve gone to your press conferences several times in the past. You just didn’t see me.”
　　Chi Song: “…I-Is that so?”
　　Qian Qi said, “Yes, I also went to that press conference you had about yogurt. I was just sitting in the very last row.”
　　Chi Song vaguely recalled the knockoff yogurt brand “Shannon.” That was the first advertisement he did after he returned to China.
　　There weren’t many people at the press conference. There were even twice as many reporters as fans. Because there were so few people, Chi Song could vaguely remember that in the very back row, there had been a very weird man who wore sunglasses, a beret, and looked like he was trying to maintain a cool appearance. However, he never spoke a word, from beginning to end.
　　
　　After this revelation, Chi Song felt even more stupefied.
　　His relationship with Qian Qi had always been bad, and after he went abroad, they had zero contact.
　　Even if he died, he wouldn’t be able to understand why Qian Qi would come see his press conference for no reason.
　　Even though his brain was about to crash from all the thinking, he still had to say his part. “Thank you.”
　　Qian Qi stood up. “…All you’re going to say is ‘thank you’?”
　　
　　…Chi Song could pretty much confirm that the atmosphere was getting weirder and weirder.
　　
　　He turned around, his back facing Qian Qi, and said, “I’ll pour you a cup of water.” If he drank some water, he might calm down some.
　　As it turns out, a man should never, ever, turn their back on a gay guy exuding gay energy.
　　When Qian Qi hugged him from behind, Chi Song bitterly accepted the truth.
　　
　　Qian Qi once again forcefully used his height advantage to suppress Chi Song.
　　He drew Chi Song closer and whispered his name. “Chi Song.”
　　Chi Song suddenly got goosebumps all over. “What are you doing?”
　　Qian Qi said, “I like you.”
　　Chi Song: “…”
　　
　　The only part of his body that Chi Song could freely move right now was his feet. According to common sense, he should be using his foot to stomp on Qian Qi’s foot as hard as possible, making Qian Qi feel pain.
　　However, Chi Song clearly remembered that when Qian Qi was young, his foot had been crushed by a car when he was crossing the road. His bone was fractured, and he had stayed in the hospital for a very long time.
　　The really annoying thing was that Chi Song had forgotten which foot was injured. With his conscience condemning him, it was hard to actually stomp his foot down.
　　When Qian Qi noticed Chi Song’s fierce resistance, he felt a little wronged. He quietly explained, “…The first time I saw you when I was little, I thought you were a girl, so I had a crush on you. I even told my dad, I like the girl who’s filming a milk powder ad with me. In the future, I’ll ask her for her hand in marriage.”
　　Chi Song: “…”
　　Qian Qi said, “My dad said that you were a boy. I refused to believe him, and said that clearly, you were wearing a dress, so you must be a girl. Because of this, I fought with my dad for a very long time.”
　　Chi Song continued to be stupefied: “…”
　　Qian Qi hugged Chi Song tighter. “Later, when I found out that you were a boy, I was super angry, so I bullied you a lot… but after I grew up, I discovered that I seemed to like men. I didn’t feel anything for women… Even though when I was little, I clearly still liked girls.”
　　After this unexpected confession, not only did Chi Song feel dizzy and confused, he also felt like he had gravely sinned.
　　Qian Qi continued to mumble, “…If only you didn’t return from abroad, how good would that be? After you came back, I kept wanting to go see you. But our relationship was always so bad when we were younger, and I was also really busy, so I couldn’t find the chance to talk to you. If it weren’t for Aden choosing their ambassador, I still wouldn’t know how to tell you my feelings…”
　　
　　Qian Qi’s aura softened more and more. The more Chi Song heard, the more wrong it felt.
　　…Senior Brother, wait a second. Have you misunderstood something?
　　I am also a shou!

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Author’s Note: Real·Beautiful Sisters w

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Translator’s Note: Second male lead might have joined the game late, but he sure moves fast, haha…

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I’m Afraid I’m Now a Salted Fish Chapter 39

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Translator: LiLi041

Editor: Aji

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Chapter 39: The Strange Him

　　The words sounded nice, but no matter how Chi Song looked at it, there seemed to be a hidden sarcastic “hehe” accompanied by a doge face behind the phrase, as if it was said in ridicule.
　　Yet, neither sides’ fangirls seemed to notice.
　　“Brother Qi, mwah! Brother Qi and Song Song are both our idols ahhh!”
　　“Brother Qi has already issued a statement, so his little wives should quickly back off and stop scolding Song Song about becoming the ambassador.”
　　“Brother Qi’s so magnanimous.”
　　“Brother is practically using his strength to protect his wife!”
　　
　　The more he read, the more Chi Song felt that this tone wasn’t quite right.
　　How come a CP had suddenly appeared? And even the movie they had acted in when they were little, “Coming and Going,” had been brought up?
　　Also, what was this about “German orthopedics”¹? Was that a new phrase?
　　Just as he was sucking on the straw in his mouth while going to search up what “orthopedics” meant on Baidu, the ever taciturn man, Liu Shu, handed his phone to Chi Song.
　　On it was displayed the reply Qian Qi sent 13 seconds ago in response to the “Brother Qi is using his strength to protect his wife!” comment.
　　Qian Qi (v): “Oh, we were just good friends from childhood. [doge.jpg]”
　　
　　Chi Song puffed up his cheeks and blew into his lemon tea through the straw until bubbles appeared.
　　
　　This advertisement was very important, so Zhou Yaming was constantly monitoring Chi Song’s Weibo. The moment she realized the direction the comments were going wasn’t quite right, she immediately called Liu Shu, “Is Chi Song asleep?”
　　Liu Shu concisely said, “No.” Then he gave the phone to Chi Song.
　　Chi Song took the phone. “Sister Yaming, about the matter on Weibo…”
　　Zhou Yaming said, “It wasn’t arranged by us. Has Qian Qi told you anything?”
　　Chi Song, “Oh, nope.”
　　
　　Chi Song was very puzzled.
　　After he returned to China, he essentially hadn’t interacted with Qian Qi at all. Regardless of whether it was on Weibo or in private, there was no kind of communication between them whatsoever.
　　If he took the initiative to go online and interact with Chi Song, what could it mean? Was he trying to use that to get some more hype?
　　Zhou Yaming also thought this way, “I think that he wants to promote himself through the media. Qian Qi has been a promoter of Aden for a very long time. After all that time, the spokesperson Aden chose was you. If he didn’t show any response, he would be mocked and public opinion of him would fall, so he took the initiative to stick to you.”
　　Chi Song hesitated. “Um…”
　　Zhou Yaming said, “I have a way to deal with this. No matter how tightly he sticks to us, we can’t just let him freeload off of us for nothing. Right now, you indeed need a partner to generate hype and increase your presence. Qian Qi would make a very good partner in every aspect.”
　　Chi Song didn’t speak.
　　
　　From the business standpoint, Zhou Yaming’s choice had no faults.
　　In recent years, a large amount of data has proven that the amount of discussion about a celebrity on the Internet is directly correlated with their popularity in reality, and one of the most effective means to increase the amount of discussion is precisely to collaborate with another celebrity to generate hype.
　　Creating a popular CP is one of the types of collaboration. Of course, they could also rely on attacking others and other negative methods to advance their goals.
　　For example, after a man and woman in their circle date and then separate for various reasons, they can both make use of this relationship to get attention.
　　For the woman, the water armies and promotional accounts will lament about how much work she had to have put in for that relationship, and reminisce about the past. For the man, the water armies and the promotional accounts would also reminisce about their relationship, the time he first fell in love with his girlfriend, how tender and sweet the feelings between the two were, and how they were the ideal couple.
　　Little by little, the two’s exposure and the amount of attention they have on the Internet will virtually double.
　　The best result that they can get is if in the end, whenever one person is mentioned, the audience will think of the other as well.
　　Regardless of whether these two had parted amicably or their relationship devolved into a battlefield, in this day and age where information reigns supreme, exposure is the only thing they need.
　　
　　Chi Song sighed. “…Sister Yaming, how about you handle this matter?”
　　Chi Song wasn’t trying to act aloof or pretend to be disdainful of generating hype like this, he just felt that it was rather troublesome.
　　…Especially if it was Qian Qi he was supposed to do this stuff with. That was even more troublesome.
　　There were others who were specialized in using these tactics. He was only responsible for doing his own job well.
　　Zhou Yaming was very understanding and said, “In a bit, we’ll use your account to reply to Qian Qi. If it were you, what would you say?”
　　Chi Song thought it over. “…Thank you for your support?”
　　Zhou Yaming laughed in spite of herself. “Alright, we should probably leave this matter to the public relations department… have you been to the capital? How’s the new assistant?”
　　Chi Song glanced at Liu Shu. Liu Shu was looking outside at the scenery. His side profile was perfect and he looked extremely cool. He was 1.7 meters tall and radiated a strong aura.
　　Chi Song said, “He’s pretty good. When I bring him out with me, it feels like I’m bringing around a big shot. I feel very safe.”
　　Zhou Yaming laughed, “You don’t think he’s too uncommunicative?”
　　After two days of interaction, Chi Song had basically already completely understood Liu Shu’s character.
　　He silently said in his heart, it’s not a problem if he’s uncommunicative. He just has to be handsome.
　　
　　After hanging up, Zhou Yaming told the staff of the public relations department, who were working overtime on short notice, “We have to send a reply to Qian Qi in a bit. What should we say?”
　　A rather young girl thought for a while before suggesting with bright eyes, “Let’s send a finger heart?”
　　Zhou Yaming rejected the idea. “That won’t work. This is an official advertisement. It needs to have a little bit of seriousness. It can’t look too ambiguous.”
　　“Then, what about just a thank you, thanking Brother Qian Qi for his support? It conforms with the norms of society, and no one will find faults with that.”
　　Zhou Yaming said, “No, just a simple ‘thank you’ won’t get any special attention. The media and promotional accounts won’t like it.”
　　
　　After another fifteen minutes of discussion, the fresh-out-of-the-oven response that was the product of the public relations department’s blood, sweat, and tears, was sent out.
　　Chi Song (v): “Thank you, brother.”

　　Unknown to Chi Song, Qian Qi’s studio’s public relations department was currently a mess. A cloud of distress had fallen over them.
　　His manager was so worried that he almost pulled off the few remaining hairs on his head, nearly becoming bald.
　　The head of the public relations department walked in from outside the room. Throwing the cigarette butt into the ashtray, he asked Qian Qi’s manager, “Are you still unable to contact Brother Qian?”
　　The manager was about to cry, “I still can’t. He ran out to play, and he’s not answering his phone now.”
　　The young girl sitting in front of the computer turned over, and with a look of boredom, said, “I just checked, Brother Qian’s main account is still idle on Weibo. He’s most likely scrolling through the comments as they come.”
　　The manager’s expression turned unsightly. “What am I supposed to do about this?”
　　The head of the public relations department decided that he may as well just stay inside, so he lit a cigarette inside the room. “What can we do? Didn’t I already tell you last time to take away his phone? He’s always been childish. Last time, he posted a selfie of himself going out to play in a bar. People dug out the fact that it was a gay bar, and he was smeared by the whole Internet as gay. Was that not enough to make you hurry to take his phone away?”
　　The agent scowled miserably. “I’ve already taken away eight of them. For every phone I take away, he buys another two.”
　　The department head was so angry he puffed up like a pufferfish, but he didn’t know who he should be complaining about, so he just gritted his teeth and sternly lectured at the computer screen, “If he just didn’t respond to Aden’s endorsement post, then this wouldn’t even be a problem! What’s he doing picking up guys in his free time? Does he think that he doesn’t have enough problems on his plate already?”
　　The manager asked, “What should we do now?”
　　The department head took a big drag of his cigarette, wishing that he could just fill his lungs up completely with smoke. “What can we do? We locked his account just now, but he can just unlock it again. It’s no use, just let him do what he wants. Just as long as he doesn’t overdo it…”
　　He didn’t say the second half of his sentence aloud.
　　The agent sighed empathetically.
　　…Even if he overdoes it, what can we do?
　　In this studio, Qian Qi was the undisputed boss. He got the first pick of all the studio’s resources and everyone had to indulge him. He had been spoiled since he was a child, and he only grew more unrestrained and undisciplined as time went on. Even at his current age, he still acted like a willful little kid.
　　
　　After completing the press conference, Chi Song went to participate in variety shows again. The schedule was completely packed. As soon as he was free, he would either flirt with Mr. Song or entertain himself in his room by acting out roles from old classic dramas, for fear that as time passed, his acting skills would deteriorate.
　　 Weibo was indeed entertaining, but after the sudden strike by Qian Qi last time, Chi Song lost interest in Weibo.
　　 Fortunately, sometime before the last fan meet and greet, he had gotten a call from Lu Yuan, who said, “Little Song Song, will you be busy in a month? Join the group and come have fun with us.”
　　
　　The first season of “Kong Ming Lock” had already officially ended after a total of forty episodes and more than 3 billion views. When the last episode was released, the exclusive broadcast site’s server experienced some unexplainable lagging and crashes, which caused the headline “Kongming Lock caused the broadcasting website to freeze” to make it onto the hot search.
　　 “Kongming Lock” was considered a screen masterpiece during this period of time. It was often a topic of discussion and the number of fans of all the new actors and actresses had increased sharply. Chi Song’s acting skills gained even more widespread acknowledgement by the young audience.
　　 His character, Jian Ning, was a very clever person, and as each layer of the plot unfolded, the audience learned that this person had completely lost all his memories from before he turned fourteen and was picked up by the funeral home uncle.
　　Jian Ning seemed to be well-behaved, but he obviously had a very dark side to his heart. He could copy the digits of pi down like a machine and suffered from recurring migraines. When facing criminals, there wasn’t a single shred of benevolence in his heart. He would just directly knock down his opponents, who never even had a chance of escaping. He handled things cleanly and nimbly. At times, he was very gentle, but at other times, he’d be as sharp as a scalpel; as soon as he saw blood, he would show no mercy.
　　The first season ended with the drowning of someone who was suspected to have found out about his past.
　　Chi Song, who was playing Jian Ning, stood in front of the drowned girl’s corpse. For the first time, he took off his gentle mask and showed an angry expression, but the corner of his mouth rose into a cold smile that would make people feel numb if they saw it.
　　The upper half of his face and the lower half of his face looked completely different.
　　Screenshots of this extremely challenging expression rapidly flooded Weibo. Lu Yuan didn’t even know how many times he’d been tagged.
　　The audience members all requested for Lu Yuan to quickly film the second season of “Kongming Lock,” so that they could continue to appreciate Song Song.

　　
　　Lu Yuan told Chi Song, “I’ve already sent the script to your manager. We’re going to add a few new people to the original cast.”
　　Chi Song checked his schedule and found that he would have time, so he happily said, “Okay. If Sister Yaming doesn’t have any objections, I’ll start reading the script as soon as possible.”
　　Lu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank goodness, it’s great that you have time in your schedule.”
　　If Chi Song didn’t participate, the reaction to the second season would definitely be bad. He didn’t know how many shows he’d seen where the main lead was changed for the second season, and the show’s ratings started dropping like crazy.
　　
　　With a proper job, Chi Song felt that life was full of light and beauty. The fans in the subsequent meet and greet all felt that he looked very amiable.
　　However, he would never have guessed that halfway through the event, the host would say mysteriously, “Today, a very special guest has decided to appear onstage. Chi Song, can you guess who it is?”
　　A suspicion sprouted in Chi Song’s heart.
　　——He didn’t remember a scene like this in “Brilliant Starlight.”
　　But regardless of his suspicions, he still had to play along with the scene.
　　He showed an interested expression. “Really? Who is it?”
　　The host pointed a finger, and a man with sunglasses sitting in the very back row stood up.
　　
　　Before he came onstage, Chi Song had absolutely no idea who he was.
　　But once the man took off his sunglasses, Chi Song sucked in a big gulp of air.
　　Qian Qi took off his sunglasses. Amidst the fans’ screams, he smiled, “Brother Chi Song, hello.”

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Author’s Note: My heart hurts for Chief Song, who didn’t get to appear in this chapter. The second male lead arrived late, but he must come online at one point or another.

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Translator’s Note 1 (time of translation): So Qian Qi’s the second male lead? He really did come late, we’re almost two thirds of the way through the story already XD

Translator’s Note 2 (time of posting): Hey guys, sorry for not posting for over a year! Unfortunately, Salted Fish is still definitely on hiatus for me, but I figured since I did have 3 chapters that were completely translated (the third’s unedited, though), I may as well post them instead of holding out until I translate more for a mass spree to the end lol, since that might not happen.

I may still update from time to time if no one else decides to pick this up (please let me know if you do, so I can link the next chapters here and also stop translating any in-progress chapters!), but this isn’t guaranteed. So if anyone wants to pick this up, please feel free to do so!

And for those who are still following these translations, enjoy the next two chapters! 😀

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Footnotes:

[1]: German orthopedics (德国骨科, dé guó gǔ kē)- this is an online buzzword that’s used to refer to the medical institutions that can treat *cough* incest. It can also refer to the love between siblings, and I think it’s used here because Chi Song and Qian Qi played the roles of brothers in “Coming and Going”, so the netizens are joking about their “incestuous” relationship that needs German orthopedics lol. Here’s the Baidu page: https://baike.baidu.com/item/%E5%BE%B7%E5%9B%BD%E9%AA%A8%E7%A7%91/22206578 ↩