Chapter 338: 154 Going Viral (Second Update)_3
Translator: 549690339
White clouds in the sky resemble white robes, transforming into gray hounds in an instant.
Fleeting shadows of floating clouds, leaving no trace when the wind blows past.
“His mother blad him for his sister’s death and often hit and scolded him, while his father was useless, fooling around outside, keeping countless mistresses. Once, his drunken father nearly killed him and his mother; they were discovered by neighbors and sent to the hospital, barely surviving. Later, Master Jue Ming happened to pass by and saw that he had great wisdom, so he took him away. Two years ago, his wicked father sohow learned of his whereabouts and ca to the temple to find him, claiming that his grandmother was critically ill and wanted to see him before she died. Master Jing Yun refused the request, but who knew that his shaless father would cause a scene in the temple, finally ending everything by calling the police. Master Jing Yun has a bitter life, but luckily, he has wisdom and can let go. Otherwise, with all these troubles, how could soone with a fragile mind survive?”
Ye Zhen exclaid in surprise, “I can’t believe Master Jing Yun has such a tragic background. So what about his departure this ti…?”
“I only found out about this when his father caused a scene in the temple two years ago. Perhaps Master Jing Yun, being kind-hearted, might have gone ho to fulfill his filial duties. After repaying the debt of raising him, he would be free of worries.” After finishing her sentence, Hu Xiangyue stealthily glanced at Ming Jing.
Ming Jing’s lips curved in a gentle smile like a spring breeze, her expression neither sorrowful nor joyful, and the aura of immortality around her seed even thicker than when they first t.
Her ethereal elegance was too powerful to look directly at, lest one should defile it.
Even after hearing such a tragic story, there was no emotion displayed on her face. Were all masters this calm?
From a distance, Du Ze saw three figures descending the mountain and imdiately went to greet them respectfully.
“Miss.”
The young lady seed to have changed a bit since the last ti they parted, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint the difference.
Ming Jing closed her eyes to preserve her energy during the journey, and Hu Xiangyue dared not say much.
These twenty days had been a test for the state of mind, but a drain on the body.
Ming Jing’s right hand was numb and stiff, already devoid of sensation, requiring a period of recuperation.
“Ming Jing, here’s your phone.” Ye Zhen handed the phone to Ming Jing.
Ming Jing opened her eyes and took it with her left hand.
Ye Zhen’s eyes fell on Ming Jing’s right hand, and she pursed her lips.
“Ming Jing, you’ve beco famous, haha!” Zheng Qing’s exaggerated laughter ca from the phone.
Ming Jing moved the phone a little farther away.
“You were on the mountain and had no signal on your phone, so you didn’t Imow that the show premiered a week ago, and you beca an instant sensation. Advertisers are blowing up my phone. Your dress, the bag you carried, they’ve all beco hot items, with countless knockoffs flooding the internet. That Xiao Wenwen tried to ridicule you online, intending to turn Qu Feitai’s brain-dead fans against you. This clumsy tactic makes laugh! It’s like lifting a rock and dropping it on her own foot. Now, online fans value appearance as justice, and when you two stand side by side, you can’t imagine how badly you crushed her! She tried to use her sponsor to cut you out and hired people to besmirch you, but you know , I’m good in every way except that I’m ruthless and cruel, hehe. So, I had to fight fire with fire. That Zhou Nan is just trash I’ve used up, and she’s treating him like a treasure.”
Zheng Qing rambled on and on, while Ming Jing gazed at the scenery outside the window, which shifted from vast farmland to bustling high-rises. During Ming Jing’s quiet and disciplined life in the mountains, her na quickly spread throughout the streets and alleys of Hua Country through a TV variety show.
A 16 -year-old girl nad Ming Jing beca like a beautiful dream, dwelling in everyone’s hearts.
Her unparalleled beauty transcended any earthly description. Her delicate elegance, extensive knowledge, and transparent clarity were beyond what any slander or defamation could erase.
As society and technology advance at a rapid pace and people’s living standards improve, the purity of joy is lost. People beco impulsive, anxious, and suffocated by life’s heavy burdens, often lashing out online in self-righteous attacks, slandering and vilifying anything that displeases them. The extre behavior of brain-dead fans reveals the tragic state of humanity.
However, all of this ca to a halt on the evening of August 18th at eight o’clock, when a show called “Three als a Day” premiered.
Whether they were fans of the show, fans of the stars, or just ordinary viewers who turned on the TV out of boredom, the mont they saw the girl in white erging from the morning mist, they were captivated. Without the need for any special effects or filters, all it took was a pair of eyes to see the most ethereal and natural beauty in the world.
All language and description paled in comparison to such beauty and seed powerless.
Her gentle smile seed like a pure lotus flower blooming, soothing the anxiety and depression of the world.
So, the wind grew gentle, the clouds lightened, the breath beca smoother, and the view beca brighter…
Watching her effortlessly recite physics knowledge, skillfully cook soups, show tender calmness while giving a massage for Zhao Xinrong, remain composed when Xiao Wenwen Drovoked her. and stand confidentlv and unfazed among
popular celebrities…
The world finally witnessed soone like her. In contrast to her unmatched grace, Xiao Wenwen’s sweet and playful deanor was like a roadside weed, unbearably ugly.
Those “brain-dead fans” who were ready to chastise this ignorant newcor suddenly fell silent.
In their eyes, the peerlessly handso Qu Feitai also beca cautious and pale in comparison to this girl.
As the girl captivated everyone’s attention and occupied their hearts, with people discussing her clothing, hairstyles, and all aspects of her, nobody knew that while she should have been surrounded by applause and flowers, this girl was instead seeking enlightennt amongst ancient Buddhas and dim candlelight, writing by hand.
All phenona in the world are like illusions; if one can realize this, the mind will no longer waver.
Like seeing all sorts of strange scenes in a dream, the world is also like this, indistinguishable from a dream..
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