C11

[? Hahahaha am I reading this right? Delivery from Empire State!]
[So An is a rich man?
[The installation failed! The road to pretending to be poor is rough!]
[Long Road to Pretending to be Poor!]

Zhu Qing’an was confused: “……”
The raggedy man, who was carrying a money-filled Imperial Star Express in his arms, looked awkward.
Zhu Qing’an:No, I’m not, I don’t ……

He slowly came to his senses, and the first thing he thought was that the delivery was from the paper man. Let’s not talk about why the paper man sent the delivery, but why did it arrive when he was pretending to be poor?

The poor man’s image …… that he had worked so hard to establish may be destroyed.

His eyebrows were furrowed tightly, his cheeks were red with anger, and the delivery in his hands was suddenly hot like a potato. He had to find the paper man to ask for clarification, or …… his future road to pretend to be poor, looked rocky.

The rich man * trying to pretend to be poor * the anguish of Qing’an ha ha ha ha ha ha ha].

[The first time I’ve seen someone upset that they’re too rich!]
[Don’t be discouraged! Go for broke! Tomorrow, you will be the poorest boy here!]

At the same time, Li Tianqiu’s mood on the other side was completely different from the previous one.
He stared at the courier that had been sent from the Imperial Star and escorted by a a special escort, his face livid with complex emotions.

Didn’t the information he found say that Zhu Qing’an’s family was in a difficult situation? Why did he receive such a delivery?
…… Why did Zhu Qing’an still act like it was normal?
What was going on?

Li Tianqiu looked at Zhu Qing’an’s eyes, no longer despising, but more …… dazed and confused …… and jealous.

*

He put the valuable delivery in a sack ready for trash pickup. He felt a cold sweat, cleared his mind, and explained to his shocked and admiring fans, “This delivery …… just ignore it. I will continue to pretend to be poor.”
The poor man figure can’t fall!

[We’ll pretend we didn’t see that! You’re the poorest! [Dog Head]]
[An is the poorest of the poor~[dog’s head]].
[He’s the poorest [dog’s head]].

A large number of dog’s head expressions meant that the netizens would forget this scene, even if it was impressive.
Zhu Qing’an: “……”

He was poor and had no house to live in.
Fortunately, there were many broken cardboard boxes in this community that could accommodate one person.

Zhu Qing’an found a broken cardboard box, dragged a sack, and perched inside.
This variety show was the same as the last one, where the artists were given privacy time every day to turn off the broadcast.

Zhu Qingan snapped off the live broadcast, and his otherwise calm demeanor instantly fell apart.

He gritted his teeth and his cheeks grew redder and redder. He opened the game, looking for the paper man to ask for clarification –

[Welcome to False Love!]

“Qin Hengyi!”
The angry teenager, not waiting for a response, said loudly, “You …… are sending me things again …… Why do you always send me things? Can you not send it! I don’t need these things!”

The fact that the paper man sent something that unsettled his poor man’s establishment was not the biggest reason.

He was never used to accepting valuables from people he didn’t know well, let alone from a non-existent paper man.

Zhu Qing’an guessed that Qin Hengyi could not understand that he was participating in the variety show, so he did not tell the context of his anger. He only complained about the man who sent him things.
He was like a little kitten that blew up at his master.
  
  Indeed, his soft juvenile voice, no matter what he said, was quite like a little kitten’s cry.

Qin Hengyi: “……”

How did …… he get angry at ……?
Did he not like what he bought?
Or ……?

Qin Hengyi could not figure out the inner world of a youth.

But in spite of this, Qin Hengyi still chose to coax himfirst.

He laughed and said softly to Zhu Qing’an, who was so angry, “All right, all right, don’t be angry. I won’t send anything to you later.”

That was how he coaxed ……
The man frowned and stared at the teenager off-screen.

The teenager was poorer than ever.
He was dressed in rags, dragging a garbage bag by his side and a tattered cardboard box behind him.
His figure …… was also getting thinner.
Probably not enough food to eat.

Surely this kid was trying to fend for himself? Didn’t want to be helped?

Qin Hengyi tsked and shook his head in self-reproach.


Sending things, he definitely still had to send, same as helping. And to help heavily-.

This youth was too distressing to him.

Zhu Qing’an listened with pleasure to the man’s promise to stop sending things to him.
“Ssshh-” Zhu Qing’an froze for a moment and suddenly felt a pain in his legs.
He didn’t have time to worry about the game and looked down to check his legs.

He had walked a lot to get here, plus he had no shoes and the road was difficult to navigate.
His white feet had blistered a little, and when the gravel pricked them, the blisters turned into red abrasions.

He subconsciously rubbed his foot and cradled his injured foot.

All this was watched by the man.
The man’s look became more and more complicated.

The teenager didn’t know that his foot had been accidentally seen by Qin Hengyi, and he hastily said goodbye to the other man and turned off the game.


But the teenager endured the pain and suffering, pretending as if nothing had happened to laugh lightly and say goodbye …… it caused Qin Hengyi heartache.
His heart was gripped into a ball.

*

There was an emergency medical team at the theater.
Zhu Qing’an called the staff to bring him ointment and new shoes.
The blisters on the soles of his feet were not a major injury, so rub some medicine on them and they would be fine in a while.

Homeless* Zhu cowered in a cardboard box, pathetically nursing his injuries.


He opened a software program in his optical brain that the crew asked them to download.
This software allowed them to look at the fan values of the other three artists who were participating in the variety show with him and compare them to hiis own.
See who was currently the most popular in this variety show!

However, he didn’t hold out hope for his popularity.
The other three artists were all higher in curiosity than himself and the highest was even a popular actress who just won the Hundred Flowers Award.


He could tell with his nose that the least popular artist in this variety show would be him.

He calmly and unobtrusively opened the software to check the popularity ranking of ……

The next second.
Zhu Qing’an was not calm.

–The first place had Zhu Qingan’s name written on it, and the popularity rating had broken ten million, leaving the second place a street away.

Zhu Qing’an: “???”

Was …… not normal? He was just a new guy.
He exited and opened again, but the ranking didn’t change.

Zhu Qing’an suddenly remembered something and opened Weibo.
Sure enough, he was trying to play the poor man.
He was trying to play the role of a poor man, and suddenly he received an expensive delivery from Emperor Star.
It was on Weibo hot search.
  
  The netizens were equally laughing.
At the same time, they also made a lot of facial expressions.

There was a screenshot of a poor teenager Zhu Qing’an holding a package and looking dazed and confused. Then with the text: [Who am I? Where am I? Shouldn’t I be a poor boy?] 【 at a young age, he suffered the distress and loss caused by money. 】

There was also Zhu Qing’an who came back to his senses and had a look of shock and bewilderment at the Emperor Star Express package: [I am not! I didn’t! I am the poorest! [Please! Let me be a poor man!]

Popularity was certainly brought.
But the poor man’s character, which Zhu Qing’an worked so hard to play, also collapsed.

Zhu Qing’an: “……”

But it was good that at least the paper man wouldn’t send him anything anymore.
He could make it up again by acting.

Zhu Qing’an comforted himself.

He switched off his light computer and rested for a while in the cardboard box, holding the small blanket and quilt that the crew had sent him.
When he woke up again, it was almost evening.

The poor neighborhood was generally quiet, but at the moment it was surprisingly noisy-…
Zhu Qing’an frowned.


But then, he suddenly remembered that this point was the day Xiao Ruiyu came to visit the crew.
That was the senior he most loved and admired, his god.

Of course, he could not miss this opportunity to meet him.
Zhu Qing’an dragged the garbage bag with him and stood up, rushing to the set to meet the god.

At the same time, he could pick up some garbage on the way and sell it for food.
In order to recreate the realism of a poor life, the variety show usually asked the artists to earn their own money to eat, if nothing unexpected happened.

He was very serious, picking up trash as he went along.
A plastic can sold for five cents, and if he picked up a few more, he could buy a candy cane. ……
Zhu Qing’an was completely immersed in his own poor man’s life.

He didn’t notice that Xiao Ruiyu, whom he had been wanting to meet, had no intention of coming to his neighborhood.

The dark-haired man was dressed in a well-cut black coat, tall and cold.
Of course, he was surrounded by many people who wanted to suck up to him.

Of course, Li Tianqiu was one of them.
Li Tianqiu very openly violated the rules of variety by no longer playing the poor man’s character. He wore a strapless short-sleeved and hip-high shorts, and a little makeup, and was smiling at the new movie star, Xiao Ruiyu, whom he wanted to suck up to the most.
“Brother Xiao, let me tell you, I bought a new house, someday, come to my house to see it?”
“Brother Xiao, I’ve taken on a web series, you must support me.”

Xiao Ruiyu ignored Li Tianqiu, only feeling the unpleasant smell of perfume on the other party.
He walked straight ahead until he accidentally saw Zhu Qing’an picking up trash.
His footsteps then stopped.

Li Tianqiu panicked when he noticed Xiao Ruiyu was staring at Zhu Qing’an and said, “The person you saw on …… is Zhu Qing’an. It’s a guy who can’t even be considered an entertainer, with no merit in his personality and a poor family. Maybe he joined this variety show to suck up to Brother Xiao. ……”

As soon as Li Tianqiu finished speaking, the raspy voice of a security guard came from behind him: “Get out of the way! Get out of the way!”
  
  Everyone got out of the way, but soon, they couldn’t hold back any longer.
–One by one, the luxury hover cars drove into the gates of the dilapidated, narrow, poor neighborhood.
The Wassert hover cars were designed to escort imperial dignitaries.

Everyone …… watched as the streamlined, black hover cars pulled up beside Zhu Qing’an.
One ……Two ……Three ……

Zhu Qing’an was relieved that he finally found enough money to buy a loaf of bread.
He had already turned on the live broadcast to make sure that the netizens had seen his impoverished appearance of picking up garbage to earn money to eat.

He would try to stabilize the poor persona!

At the same time, he also saw many nice cars parked beside him.

But he only looked enviously at the group of luxury cars and silently passed by.
Zhu Qing’an: humble.
But he was still happy in his heart, maybe the passing luxury cars could make him even poorer, and stabilize his poor manhood in the eyes of the netizens.

He didn’t go far, one of the cars came down and a middle-aged man in a butler’s uniform, walked slowly to him, and respectfully said.
“Mr. Zhu. Your foot is injured and Mr. Qin sent us to take you home.”
“Please get in the car. Where is your home ……?”

The entire Empire audience on the live feed saw the scene.

*

Xiao Ruiyu also saw the group of luxury cars and Zhu Qing’an.
The black-haired teenager was dressed in tattered clothes, dragging a bulging garbage bag, and his white face was puffy and gray, much like a slum boy.
He looked very awkward compared to the luxurious and handsome luxury car group.
However, the butler who came down from the group of luxury cars treated Zhu Qing’an with respect ……

Xiao Ruiyu, who was not aware of Zhu Qing’an’s current situation, immediately made up the following mental picture.

  –He was very rich, but he doesn’t like the paper-rich life and prefers the simple and clean life of poverty. Therefore, he joined the variety show of pretending to be poor behind his family’s back, hoping to experience the things he had always dreamed of.
But he was still discovered by his family, who sent a car to take him home by force.

Xiao Ruiyu’s eyes were very complicated when he looked at the black-haired boy, and he even had a little affection for him. ……
He said softly under Li Tianqiu’s startled and bewildered gaze after being slapped in the face.
“His name is Zhu Qingan? I like the youth who is so committed to the pursuit of simplicity.”


TN:

Zhu Qing’an: I’M POOR 😭😭

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3 Replies to “C11”

  1. Hahahahahahahahahahaha… That was a huge ass misunderstanding lmao ~

    Btw thanks for the chapter

  2. Lmfaoooooooo mc can’t catch a break

    Thanksfor translating

  3. Omg I just found this novel, and I’m absolutely loving it. I can’t wait to read more of it. Thank you for taking the time and effort to translate!

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