Editor: FirstPersonNarrator
It was 6:30 in the morning, dawn just arrived, at the entrance of Northern Film Studio was crowded with people who were auditioning for roles as extras. Almost all of them were men, moreover, they were all unsophisticated. While waiting outside, some people walked on their tiptoes anxiously scouting for information, others stared blankly into space and there were even several groups of people playing fight the landlord to pass time......
(T/N: 北影 = 北 (Bei = North/Northern) and 影 (Ying = Film/movie/picture/image))
(T/N: Fight the landlord = A game for 3 players using a 54-card deck (52 cards and 2 jokers). The objective of the game is to be the first to get rid of all your cards)
Only one person.
He was sitting calmly at a small table, his hair was combed back and tied into a rabbit's tail. In this cold winter, he only wore a white collar shirt with fragments of flowers and a pair of ripped jeans. When looking at him you instantly felt the youthful air with a hint of slovenly in dress and manner, however, he was doing something completely opposite------telling fortunes.
(T/N: slovenly in dress and manner = Not care about one's appearance)
"Master, I really admire you, I heard that you are like the ancient god, you tell marriage fortunes really accurately! I especially took the Tieling train to come here and find you, I didn't expect you to be so young!"
Han Dong said with a profound expression: "Skills acquired are not measured by age but by the enlightenment of one's mind."
"Yes, yes, master is right, I don't understand this kind of things, but I really don't understand, why did you choose such a noisy place to tell fortunes?"
Han Dong quietly spat out three words: "Earth Vital Energy."
"Ha ha ha......can master helps me look at my fortune, is my marriage going to be happy for a lifetime?"
Han Dong squinted to take a closer look, on this man's mountain root there was a straight line going down, on the left there was a dark spot, he was destined to divorce! He could think this in his mind, but he couldn't actually say it because this man's eyelids were thin, he had a short philtrum and small lips, his appearance looked casual but he actually had a weak and sensitive mind. If he were to say the truth, what if this man wouldn't pay?
(T/N: Mountain root = root of nose)
"You and your lover will accompany each other for a lifetime." Han Dong said with a sincere tone.
A moment ago this middle-aged man was being respectful but unexpectedly, when hearing this his face suddenly changed, "You mean I can't leave that old, prodigal woman?"
Han Dong: "......"
The weak and sensitive middle-aged man began to rub his fists and wipe his palms: "I've tolerated her for half of my lifetime, in order to divorce her I even held a knife against her neck, but she still isn't willing to agree! I wanted to come here to reassure my heart, but I didn't expect, I really didn't expect you to cut the other half of my happy lifetime!"
(T/N: Rub his fists and wipe his palms = Roll up one's sleeves for battle)
Han Dong roared inside: 'Ah! You should have said so!'
"We should talk it over." Han Dong politely said.
The middle-aged man became even more angry, "What is there to talk over with fortune telling?"
Han Dong was about to explain, but he suddenly saw the manager of the Northern Film Studio walk out to "recruit people." Han Dong's appearance as a respectful master disappeared immediately, he picked up his table and chair and rushed to that side.
The middle-aged man grabbed him, "What are you doing? Are you trying to run?"
"Let go! I have to go casting!"
"Casting? Turns out you are an actor! Good, you dare to use me as practice?"
"Who uses you as practice? This is my concurrent job, concurrent job, you understand?"
"I have never heard of an actor who also works as a fortune teller!"
"What about fortune tellers? Are you saying a fortune teller can't pursue their dream?"
The middle-aged man clenched his jaw, "Look at your appearance, you still want to pursue your dream? You are just a swindler! Today, if I don't beat you up, it will not be worth the money I spent on that train ticket!"
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Feng Mang
RomanceTitle: Feng Mang Author: 柴鸡蛋 (Chai Jidan) Genre: Modern, showbiz, fortune-telling, comedy, numberphile, shameless male, Translator: Polarbearadise Editor: FirstPersonNarrator Han Dong is an extras, also fortune-telling as a concurrent job, telling...