Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 469 Covering The Heavens And Earth With… Criticisms

Luo Qiu was not surprised that Ren Ziling would know he quit school. Actually, he didn’t intend to hide this from her, but she had no response after such a long time. However, he had thought of a plan earlier and was going to tell her.

"Because I want to transfer to another school."

"Transfer?" Ren Ziling was stunned with frowning---She got the news from Zhang Qingrui---at such a late time. She was very angry. But her anger disappeared when she got the warm water prepared by Luo Qiu. "Tell me. What happened. Or I won’t let you sleep tonight."

’Isn’t this penalty too gentle?’

"It isn’t a big deal." Luo Qiu answered, "I passed the exam for another school. So I want to transfer to that school."

"Oh, I see..." Ren Ziling nodded. It was fine. Luo Qiu had a great grade in the college entrance exam, but he chose a super strange major, which was only selected by two students... Ren Ziling knew that Luo Qiu was still in that bad mood. She said nothing and let him go. Now, Luo Qiu had begun to select a new school, which was a good sign.

’Old Luo, did you see that? Your son has started a new life one more time and he had made friends with a gentle girl.’

"Why didn’t you tell me earlier?" Ren Ziling kept her eyes wide open, tears started to fill them. Her voice was also shaky.

Luo Qiu frowned, "Are there... any problems?"

"No, No, No." Ren Ziling wiped her eyes, "You opened the window too widely, there was something that blew into my eyes... Oh, what is the name of the school?"

"Saint Andrews University."

Ren Ziling blinked, "What? Where is it?"

"Scotland."

"Oh... Scotland." Ren Ziling nodded with a surprised look. "Wait... you mean, you will transfer to the school in UK.?"

"Yes?" Luo Qiu said, "I have received the admission letter and I will go there in April."

Ren Ziling sunk into silence at once, and so did Luo Qiu. A while later, she took a deep breath and walked back to her room... and came out carrying some files. She placed all the files on the end table and started to sort them out, things such as the bankbook, contracts, and so on.

"What are you doing?" Luo Qiu was confused.

Ren Ziling didn’t raise her head, saying, "Be quiet. I am counting the money... the tuition for abroad university is so expensive. Let me see, the loan for the car is due. Or we can sell the car and change a new one since I won’t drive at such a high speed now. As for our house... when will you go abroad? See, I don’t need such a big house after you leave, I can get a smaller one for myself. Oh, how much is the tuition for one year there?"

She raised her head asking Luo Qiu.

"Are you not doubting me?"

"Why would you lie to me? Are you ill?"

"Rest assured, my tuition will be paid by the school. So, you don’t need to sell your car and house. If you change them, I can’t find you when I come back."

"Get out of here!" Ren Ziling was shouting at him, "Do you know how tired I am today? I felt so sad hearing the news. I even shifted my attention to counting the money. Why did you say that to me? Why did you keep it from me? Are you going to leave me with a note in the end?"

"I have considered that." Luo Qiu nodded.

"...Really?" Ren Ziling...Subeditor Ren paused and then smiled. Luo Qiu hadn’t changed at all. She knew him as well as if she knew herself.

Luo Qiu found that this woman was really beautiful although she was a little lazy sometimes. Especially when she smiled, it made him feel warm. They didn’t continue this topic and went back to their own rooms respectively.

In fact, Luo Qiu didn’t need to sleep but he still kept sleeping like an ordinary person. Maybe only on this bed could he fall asleep without any concerns. He had realized that his identity as a club owner might be exposed to Ren Ziling if he continued to live in this city. So he chose to leave, to protect her as much as he could...

His power would grow into a higher level next year because he had a feeling that his power had transformed after the recent deals were completed. At that time, distance wouldn’t be a problem.

"Finally, this little bit of feeling will also become fainter." He was thinking about that before closing his eyes. He knew that he was becoming colder since he was in charge of the club.

It might be the altar who deprived his emotions. However, it only took his emotions and did not restrict Luo Qiu in any other way. His predecessor thought fondly of people and things... was that because that he had made a lot of deals repeatedly? He would become a puppet if this continued...

Luo Qiu was not sure if his thoughts would be reflected to the altar. After all the altar was the origin of the supernatural powers. However. he confirmed that he would be thinking about it rationally if he needed to take any measures to respond.

"Is it a necessity to see the future?" Luo Qiu closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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However, Ren Ziling didn’t sleep at all. She was counting the days with the table lamp on. "There is still half a year available..." Ren Ziling was biting her fingers, "Or... he can get married first? A college student can get married... Oh, My god! I forgot to ask You Ye’s phone number last time... I am such a fool!" Anyway, it was hard for her to fall asleep.

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"I want to die..." Ren Ziling didn’t get any rest last night---she was like a zombie in the elevator. Last night, she was thinking how to become a mother-in-law in half a year.

Lizi ran into Ren Ziling with photo chips in her mouth, "Sister Ren, did you have the video recorded last night? I didn’t find it when I woke up this morning."

"Look for it yourself..." Ren Ziling threw her bag to Lizi’s flat chest and then put her head on the table, saying weekly, "Why are you so proactive today?"

"Because Boss said that we must give him the article by this noon. Our magazine is going to print it tonight and sell it on Tuesday." Lizi told her the news heard this morning, "Also, the boss asked you to mention more about Cheng Yiran in the article. Be objective."

"Did Feiyun Entertainment bribe him?" Ren Ziling started jeering.

"I don’t know." Lizi said with a shrug, "according to Xiaowang, he has seen the rumors in the Popnews chatting group that some mysterious person wanted to promote Cheng Yiran. Maybe after today, Cheng Yiran would be the on the front page of all the newspapers and magazines."

Ren Ziling patted her face to make herself energetic, "Fine, I need to earn more royalties. In fact, Cheng Yiran impressed me yesterday night. Oh... did he set the internet abuzz? Cheng Yiran defeated all the singers and won the first prize..."

Lizi’s expression became a bit odd, "Yes, but the internet comments went in a wrong direction... Sister Ren, you can check it yourself." Lizi opened the laptop and clicked a comment forum about this music program.

"If there was no behind-scenes-deal, I will broadcast myself eating sh*t!"

"Was a mystical power behind Cheng Yiran? I couldn’t believe a newcomer could defeat all the singers. By the way, tomorrow is my birthday."

"Actually, am I the only one who think Cheng Yiran was so normal... but the song was just so-so. Only the internet water army would say the song was a melody."

"Were the others all crazy? I don’t think they were all bad."

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Ren Ziling read the comments one by one. The criticizing comments were about six pages, "Sh*t...did Cheng Yiran do something to attract hatred."

Lizi said, "We have tried our best to limit the comments. Yesterday, all the forums were full of tremendous controversies."

Ren Ziling frowned, "Oh, it was strange... I was at the live scene yesterday. The show was pretty touching and I almost cried... Lizi, you were also there, right?"

"I was busy with eating and I paid... no attention to that." Seeing Ren Ziling squinting, Lizi changed the topic, "Although so many positive comments occurred, the live audience was supporting him...but their comments were dropped later."

Ren Ziling frowned, "I want to watch the rerun first."

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"Boss, the website administrator said there are too many internet IDs, they do not have enough time to delete all the negative comments." The secretary said to Cheng Yun.

Cheng Yun was deeply troubled. After knowing Cheng Yiran won the first prize, he reported to Zhong Luochen happily last night. And then he had a great time with several models in the hotel room.

But when he came to the company to check on the situation---he hadn’t imagined that it would be so troublesome. The criticizers were aggrieved because their favorite singer was defeated by an unknown new star. It did not make sense---as the others singers were all experienced with strong foundations after all.

"It’s enough. Tell the website to try as much as possible, we can pay extra ’fees’ to them." Cheng Yun waved his hands, "take Li Zifeng to my office... as well as Cheng Yiran!"

A while later, the two were in Cheng Yun’s office. Li Zifeng seemed anxious but Cheng Yiran was silent.

Cheng Yun was good at watching the mood. He cleared his throat and spoke, "Do you know the reason why I called you two here?"

Li Zifeng answered, "Boss, is it about the forum comments..."

Cheng Yun waved his hand, "No, I want to tell you that you shouldn’t care about the rumors online. The netcitizens follow no rules. They couldn’t create any waves in our daily operations."

Cheng Yun shook his head and looked at Cheng Yiran. "Yiran, rest assured, we can deal with this for you. You keep focusing on your performance. The others will be convinced if you can show your real power to them. Now, they judge because they didn’t listen to your song at all."

Li Zifeng frowned... he began to question why there were so many negative comments exploding. The question was not simple.

To show his real power? Cheng Yiran frowned, too... he thought Cheng Yun didn’t know what music was--- He was indeed a businessman. This made him think of the other businessman... who sold the magical guitar to him.

Why were there so many criticisms... maybe it was the guitar...

At this time, Cheng Yun answered the phone nervously with nodding head saying yes. He said to Cheng Yiran after hanging up, "Yiran, Mr. Zhong wants to meet you, prepare well and then go."