House Dad's Literary Life

Chapter 125 – Funny and Moved

In the evening, Yang Yi told his daughter the story of Journey to the West as usual. After putting the little girl to sleep, he returned to his study room.

Yang Yi turned on the computer as he needed to send the soft copy of the fairy tale collection to Mr. Lu. However, before sending it, Yang Yi needed to change the title of the book. It definitely couldn’t be called the fairy tale collection. The name was too ordinary!

“What to call it? Yang’s Fairy Tale? Leon’s Fairy tales?”[1] Yang Yi temporarily sought inspiration from some examples like “Grimm’s Fairy Tales”, but it seemed a little inappropriate.

“1001 nights…” Yang Yi thought this name wasn’t good either. It always reminded him of Alibaba and the 40 thieves, a rich desert fairy tale style.

In the end, Yang Yi decided to change the title of the book to: “Xixi’s Bedtime Story!”

Then, he left a sentence on the title page: “This book is dedicated to my lovely daughter Xixi, and for the millions of children, may you have a sweet and fantastical dream like Xixi.”

Perfect!

Yang Yi saved the document contentedly, then sent it to Mr. Lu as an attachment. He also asked Mr. Lu to instruct the typesetting editor not to change the title of his book and the message on the title page.

“I seem to have forgotten something!” Yang Yi patted his head.

That’s right, Illustrations. How could a proper fairy tale book not have exquisite illustrations?

Yang Yi didn’t want other artists to draw the design of the people in these stories for him, such as Elsa, Anna and Olaf in Frozen, or Snow White and the seven dwarfs in Snow White and so on. If the designs were bad, Xixi wouldn’t be happy to see them later!

When Yang Yi usually told Xixi stories, he used the little girl’s sketchbook to draw the scenes and characters, so that Xixi could have a more direct impression of them.

Of course, those drawings were still relatively simple pencil drawings. Yang Yi planned to sort them out and send them to Sahara Publishing House and asked them to hire real artists to reproduce and enrich them into colorful illustrations.

After making up his mind, Yang Yi added a few sentences in the email, telling these things.

“There’s a mail?” Just as Yang Yi was about to close his email and try to encode the remaining content of “Yu Zui”, he accidentally saw the email from Mo Fei.

He had unexpectedly neglected this for a few days. Yang Yi scratched his head and quickly opened it to have a look.

“I’m sorry… I’m very grateful… But… I’m still sorry… Thank you again…”

Yang Yi quickly read all the contents of the email about Mo Fei refusing to use his song. There was a strange expression on his face, and he didn’t even know how to express it.

Wasn’t this funny?

This was inevitable as he used a second account[2]. He just wanted to design a reasonable identity, and then wrote songs for Mo Fei to help her, but he ended up getting misunderstood?!

But Yang Yi was also inexplicably moved!

This upright woman! Why did you refuse so seriously? Seriously, she is so cute!

Although the email didn’t explicitly stated it – it had been revised by Mo Xiaojuan, but Yang Yi still felt that Mo Fei chose to refuse it because of him!

So I was rejected because of myself? This was really…

Yang Yi felt that he couldn’t wrap his mind around this logic, but now was not the time to worry about whether he should be jealous or how to get rid of the strange feeling of being dug by himself.[3]

The top priority was how to persuade Mo Fei to stop thinking too much about it and accept the songs he has given her!

Although Xixi’s request had some factor why he created a second account to write songs for Mo Fei at the risk of being questioned by Mo Fei, the main reason was that Yang Yi wanted to help Mo Fei out of trouble.

He didn’t want to see Mo Fei’s disappointed expression again like when her comeback album failed, nor did he want to see her forced a smile for the sake of Xixi, and he didn’t want Mo Fei to be questioned and ridiculed by some people on TV.

Mo Fei has an unparalleled voice and a wide vocal range, as well as unremitting persistence and fighting spirit. She belonged to the top stage, like Chen Yijie, singing to the cheers of tens of thousands of fans, rather than rushing through various notices and being exhausted for a vain hope!

Even if Mo Fei wasn’t Xixi’s mother, Yang Yi also liked her songs and hoped to help her out of trouble.

So Yang Yi pondered for a while and then replied to the email, with the wording as relaxed as possible, expressing a kind of nonchalant and open-minded attitude.

“Ahaha, Mo Fei, you misunderstand. I’m just a very ordinary fan of you. I want to write songs for you simply because I like your singing! Like and love are not the same!

You may have heard of Chen Yijie’s “Long Time No See” and “Better Not To Meet”. I also wrote those songs for him, and it is not because I love him. I like his singing. Among male singers, I think Chen Yijie sings the best, and among female singers, you are also the first in my mind!

I’m just venting my feelings through the lyrics. To be honest, the object I want to express is not you, but another woman I love deeply! I’m sorry for the trouble caused by these misunderstandings.

But I still hope that those songs of mine can be sung by you! Because your voice is the best. Only you can sing them best! All the best and looking forward to your new album!”

In order to make Mo Fei’s reading as easy as possible, Yang Yi also imitated the famous wanwan dialect[4] in his previous life and almost vomited.

It was too awkward. It really didn’t suit his big size.

After writing it, Yang Yi read it carefully and felt that there should be no problem before sending it.

“This time, there should be no more misunderstandings, right?” Yang Yi said to himself.

…….

Yang Yi sent the email in the middle of the night. Mo Fei naturally couldn’t see it. Mo Xiaojuan also went on a business trip with Mo Fei. Although Mo Xiaojuan would carry her laptop with her to deal with her work, she didn’t have time to even check the emails.

On the next day, Mo Fei had to participate in a recording of a program most of the time, and Mo Xiaojuan also stayed in the TV station the whole time, with no spare time to turn on the computer at all.

“Xiaojuan, please help me buy some coffee. I’ll treat everyone to drink.” Mo Fei took the time to come out and said to Mo Xiaojuan.

The program recorded this time was quite high-end. All the people who participate in the recording were basically the seniors in the industry, and Mo Fei was the youngest junior, so she should take the initiative to treat.

Mo Xiaojuan nodded quickly. She quickly walked out of the TV station and went to the coffee shop in the opposite building to buy coffee. She bought dozens of cups. It would be better to have more than less.

Although the coffee shop staff would help deliver it later, waiting for so many cups of coffee to be brewed and made would take some time.

So, the bored Mo Xiaojuan went to the bookstore next door and flipped through some bestsellers on the shelves.

“Eh?” Mo Xiaojuan accidentally came across a familiar name, “Yang Yi?”

She went over, picked up a copy of “Soldier Assault”, and flipped through it.

Mo Xiaojuan didn’t think it was a coincidence like Guo Ziyi. After all, she has heard from Mo Fei that Yang Yi was writing a book.

“If I guessed correctly, this should be written by my brother-in-law!” Mo Xiaojuan thought in her heart.

The changes in Yang Yi still made Mo Xiaojuan feel a little better about him. Although she kept saying that she hasn’t forgiven him and always called him “Surnamed Yang”, she still recognized Yang Yi in her heart.

“This is the best-selling novel on the market now!” A young male shop assistant came over and introduced it to Mo Xiaojuan attentively, “The author has another book called “Drawing Sword”, and is also selling very well. As you can see, there’s nothing left on the shelf, and it sold out almost every day!”

“It’s that good?” Mo Xiaojuan asked in some surprise.

“Of course! But miss, if you want to buy it, you can leave your contact information. If we restock tomorrow, we’ll inform you to come and get it, and we promise to keep a copy for you!” The male shop assistant looked at Mo Xiaojuan’s beautiful face expectantly and said.

“Hehe, I don’t need to leave my contact information. If I want it, I think I can ask my relatives for it.” Mo Xiaojuan smiled at the opposite party charmingly and patted the male clerk on the shoulder. “He definitely has the connection to get it for me!”

Leaving behind the male clerk whose bones were crushed[5] by her smile, Mo Xiaojuan returned to the coffee shop thoughtfully.

“He has two bestsellers. My brother-in-law must be very rich, right?” Mo Xiaojuan looked up[6] and came up with an idea.

[1] Just to remind. Leon is his real name in his past life. Mentioned in chapter 1.

[2] 小号 – translated as second account. Think of it as a pen name of a writer or a fake name or an alias. Use to hide his real name/identity.

[3] Being dug by himself. It’s like Mu Li’ang trying to take away Mo Fei from him. So it’s like he’s trying to steal Mo Fei from himself. Anyone would feel strange in that situation.

[4] Not sure what this referring to.

[5] I’m not sure what this means. Maybe this the same as his body turning to jelly or suddenly becoming weak.

[6] This was hard to translate as the translation would be: her eyes rolled around. But I think she was just doing the thinking pose like this: HERE