[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-1987-my-era":3,"chapter-1987-my-era-1987-my-era-chapter-495":6,"glossary-terms-4409":23},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","1987: My Era",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2259655,4409,"Chapter 495: My Heart, Clear and Plain","1987-my-era-chapter-495",495,"\u003Cp>One night passed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, when Li Heng woke up and stepped out of his bedroom, he found Teacher Yu and Comrade Tian Run’e chatting while picking vegetables in the courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing he hadn’t washed up yet, Tian Run’e scolded with a laugh: “Little Man, go wash your face first—do you want to look like this in front of Teacher Yu?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Shuheng smiled faintly, watching the corner of his eye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng reached up to touch his face and discovered a speck of eye gunk, then asked: “Where are Dad and Second Sister?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tian Run’e said: “Your dad went to see Uncle Chen—there’s something today. Your sister went to the cake shop; she’ll be back for breakfast.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After he finished washing up, his mother was already cooking in the kitchen. Li Heng asked Yu Shuheng: “Teacher, do you have anything planned today?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Shuheng glanced at him with quiet amusement and murmured: “Nothing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng hinted: “You have so many friends in Jingcheng—since you’re here, shouldn’t you get together with them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Shuheng replied: “Most of them are married. The few who aren’t are overseas now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng had no reply, and immediately gave up on the idea of taking her away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing him slump and drink two glasses of cold water in succession, Yu Shuheng’s lips curled into a fleeting smile, gone in an instant, then she returned to stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After breakfast, Yu Shuheng drove him personally to collect five properties, finally arriving at Sihe Courtyard on Xila Hutong around four in the afternoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She asked: “How do you feel?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng stared at the lavish decor for a long while, then stood by the window and said quietly: “Teacher, you’re giving too big a discount.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Shuheng fixed her gaze on his back, forgetting to eat her ice cream, lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when he turned did she quickly avert her eyes and take a small bite of the ice cream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching her eat three bites in a row, Li Heng suddenly spoke: “Teacher, you rest here for a bit—I’m going out to handle something.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Yu Shuheng paused, then kept eating. Just as he turned to leave, she reminded him calmly: “You’re a public figure now. Going onto the Peking University campus will make you easy to recognize.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She only said half, but Li Heng understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her unspoken meaning: You’re a public figure now—if you openly visit Song Yu, you won’t be able to publicly go to Renmin University to see Chen Zijin anymore. Otherwise, it’ll blow up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for his past visits to both schools, that was easy to explain—who can guarantee a relationship won’t end?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now it’s different. You’re too conspicuous. People won’t forget your movements. That means Peking University and Renmin University can only be visited one at a time from now on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Yu Shuheng’s ideal scenario, he shouldn’t visit either place—so as not to pressure the other woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, her hidden motive was clear: to slowly weaken Song Yu’s position in his heart, paving the way for her own feelings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a transparent strategy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng stopped in his tracks. After about half a minute, he still left—without a word, he walked out of the courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his footsteps fade into the distance, Yu Shuheng suddenly found the ice cream tasteless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long silence, she set the ice cream aside, rose, and walked to the window where he had stood. Her gaze drifted beyond the glass, her heart remaining unsettled for a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to marry this boy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Song Yu would always be first in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was proud—she wouldn’t silently submit and become Song Yu’s substitute. That’s also why she had been reluctant to resign from her teaching position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Entering Peking University, Li Heng walked straight to the Law School and found Song Yu’s classroom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, Song Yu was still in class—eighth period.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he quietly pushed open the door, the female professor lecturing at the front stopped mid-sentence and looked toward the back entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing something odd, every student in the room turned their heads at once, their gazes locking onto Li Heng like spotlights.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, neither the professor nor the students asked who he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if everyone already recognized him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing so many scrutinizing, curious eyes, Li Heng felt his scalp prickle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as an old hand, his skin was thick enough—he walked into the classroom with a bright smile, heading straight to Song Yu’s side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Song Yu’s roommates wisely shifted left, making room for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the classroom remained eerily silent; everyone still stared intently at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The boys were collectively broken, yet could only watch helplessly as Li Heng had Song Yu as his girlfriend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girls nearly wore their envy and hatred on their faces—jealous of Song Yu’s talented boyfriend, wishing they could replace her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After watching him quietly for a moment, the professor couldn’t help asking: “Are you Li Heng from Fudan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The question was obviously rhetorical, yet the professor asked it anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng flashed a bright, even smile and replied politely: “Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The professor gripped her chalk and asked half-seriously: “I heard a Peking University official say you turned down admission here. Why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bullshit! Total nonsense!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t refuse—I just didn’t score high enough!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who the hell spread this? I only refused to Teacher Yu, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be Professor Sun from Fudan bragging and accidentally letting it slip?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as feared, Li Heng glanced nervously at Song Yu beside him and forced out: “I didn’t score high enough.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The professor looked from Li Heng to Song Yu and smiled: “Song Yu, I’m jealous of your boyfriend’s signed album—get me one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yu quietly replied: “Okay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The professor, a sensible woman, resumed her lecture after a few playful remarks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One roommate passed Song Yu a note: We want signed albums too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yu paused, then wrote another “Okay.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps because of the intense attention, Song Yu didn’t interact with Li Heng during class—she listened intently the whole time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, class ended in just fourteen minutes—it wouldn’t take long to wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the bell rang, Song Yu turned to him immediately, offering a faint smile, and whispered: “Let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stood and walked out of the classroom side by side, under the gaze of everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as they left, the classroom erupted—students buzzed excitedly, all talking about one person: Li Heng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walking on, walking on, only after leaving the classroom building did Song Yu ask: “Why are you here today? Don’t you have class?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng looked straight into her eyes and said sincerely: “I missed you, so I came.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They gazed at each other in silence for a moment. Song Yu quietly looked away: “Are you hungry? Eat outside or in the cafeteria?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng replied casually: “Cafeteria.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he added: “I only get to come to Peking University once in a while—of course it’s the cafeteria.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yu glanced at him with a faint smile, understanding he was staking his claim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she didn’t mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their relationship had reached this point—his family treated him as another kind of family member. Compared to before, her heart now held not just reserve, but deeper considerations and emotions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was mealtime, so the cafeteria was crowded. Song Yu first got his favorite dishes, then got her own, and they sat in a quiet corner in the southwest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe because his identity had leaked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though their spot was secluded, they noticed more and more onlookers gathering around—passing students, male and female, walked like models, their eyes lingering mostly on Li Heng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, Song Yu was always the center of attention—why was it him now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng observed for a while, then whispered: “Has my visit to Peking University spread already?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yu, elegant as orchid, replied: “Probably.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng sighed: “Guess I really am a celebrity now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he shamelessly added: “By the way, what’s it like dating a celebrity?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yu smiled wryly, ignoring his question, and picked up a piece of duck meat to put in his bowl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng looked down at the fine duck meat and murmured: “Not bad. At least that line wasn’t wasted—I got a piece of duck.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they ate and chatted, a figure suddenly pushed through the crowd and sat beside them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng looked up—it was Xiao Feng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said: “Oh, Comrade Xiao Feng, long time no see.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Feng rolled her eyes: “You’re a busy man, forgetting so soon—we met just a week ago.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she teased: “Your fame is huge. I was walking down the street and heard people saying the musician Li Heng had arrived. At first I didn’t believe it, but the rumors were so detailed, I came to the cafeteria to check—and sure enough, it’s you. It’s clear Song Yu has the charm to draw China’s new-generation idol here without even inviting him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng glanced at his watch: “I’ve been on campus less than forty minutes—how did the news spread so fast?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Feng tapped her chopsticks: “Come on! Good news doesn’t travel far, but bad news spreads a thousand miles. Peking University is tiny—explosive rumors take ten minutes to go viral.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the course of one meal, Li Heng endured hundreds of eyes watching him—it was awkward, yet strangely thrilling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Xiao Feng sensed his mood and teased: “Don’t worry—no one dares steal the woman chosen by the legendary musician Li Heng.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yu looked at him quietly, then asked Xiao Feng: “Are you still tutoring this semester?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng was surprised: “You still tutor, Xiao Feng?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Feng feigned complaint: “I tutored in freshman year, but not anymore—second-year courses are too heavy. I have to spend every day buried in materials and the lab.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike them, Xiao Feng was a science student—many projects required lab work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Talking about tutoring led naturally to talk about the future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Li Heng had never told Song Yu about Xin Weilai, she had already learned the general details from Xiao Feng and Yang Ying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yu asked him: “Your ad said there was a trial class yesterday—how’s the enrollment going?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng scanned the surroundings and lowered his voice to a whisper: “Not bad—recruited over fifteen hundred people.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My god! That many?” Xiao Feng leaned in, eyes wide with astonishment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yu was equally surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng nodded. “All of these have paid their tuition. Another thousand or so have paid the hundred-yuan registration fee.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, these were facts. So many students already knew the inside details—it couldn’t be hidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, Xin Weilai wouldn’t hide it. On the contrary, it would launch a massive publicity campaign to prepare for the next enrollment cycle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, this was confidence. This was capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Feng tilted her head, did a quick calculation, and whistled. “So you’re going to make over a million?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng smiled. “The money’s all in the company account. I haven’t touched a single yuan—instead, I’ve invested another two hundred thousand of my own.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xiao Feng was stunned by the sum. She drew two sharp breaths. “Isn’t that yours? Xin Weilai has no other shareholders—you’re the only boss. How you use the money is up to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given his status as a renowned writer and musician, Xin Weilai Academy had shaken the two women, but still remained within their capacity to bear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a moment of silence, Song Yu thought of a question: “Is this much money safe?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng said: “I deposited it in the bank yesterday.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as soon as he spoke, he realized she wasn’t referring to that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was subtly asking: with this kind of profit, and in Jingcheng—where power brokers outnumbered blades of grass—was it truly safe?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would someone try to seize it?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d been in Jingcheng for over a year. His family wasn’t some simple rural household—his father held a leadership position at a university. She understood this society wasn’t as ideal as the newspapers claimed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t help but worry for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with the question, Li Heng hesitated. How could he answer? After all, he dared to act so openly precisely because of his influence. Precisely because of his teacher behind him. Precisely because he counted on the connection with Yu Shu’heng and the Great Blue Robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d never intended to cling to anyone’s coattails or live off others’ wealth. But social networks were complex. Just because he chose not to seek them out didn’t mean Grandpa Ba, Master Yu, or the Great Blue Robe couldn’t still affect him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the contrary, if he ever faced a problem beyond his control, an unstoppable force—unless he was willing to watch all his efforts vanish—he’d have to call for help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng reassured her: “Don’t worry about that. I wouldn’t dare act so openly unless I had the confidence.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long look, Song Yu seemed to guess his thoughts. She smiled faintly and dropped the subject—but a name surfaced in her mind: Yu Shu’heng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dinner, the three took a stroll around campus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Midway, Xiao Feng excused herself, claiming she had matters to attend to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once she was gone, Li Heng asked: “Do you have time tonight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yu didn’t answer right away. She walked a few steps forward before speaking softly: “Aren’t you going back to Goulou to spend the night?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her words carried two meanings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One: Wasn’t he going home to be with his parents? Or to see Zijin?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two: A polite refusal—she wouldn’t be spending the night with him outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because she’d just thought of Yu Shu’heng, a strange unease had risen in her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her nature was calm. This discomfort wouldn’t show.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng wasn’t foolish. He’d spent a lifetime with her in his past life—she’d been beside him even at death. He understood why she refused him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought for a moment, then asked: “Did you receive the letter I wrote you a week ago?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yu replied calmly: “Yes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng stepped before her, locking eyes with her: “Did you understand it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had previously written a letter to the clueless one, asking about Zhao Jing and her mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d replied with a letter, reiterating his wish to marry her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They gazed at each other for a long while. Song Yu could no longer bear his burning gaze. She subtly looked away, gently brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, and quietly walked past him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Li Heng turned and followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they walked, they passed through the school gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Yu looked around, then crossed the street to the guesthouse where they’d once lived. She stood at the entrance, peered inside, saw no one, then stepped in and told the landlady: “One room.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the landlady could ask, she added: “A double room.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng stood behind her, watching her back. This time, he didn’t rush to pay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ps: First draft, will revise later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2502,"2026-06-19T15:27:37.100Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","b436355f73269871b09cbe73cab0732151cb6c8477fbf717b006939513aa4f43","1987-my-era-chapter-496","1987-my-era-chapter-494",713,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002F1987-my-era-cover.jpg",{"terms":24,"userReplacements":190},[25,30,35,40,45,50,55,60,65,70,75,80,85,90,95,100,105,110,115,120,125,130,135,140,145,150,155,160,165,170,175,180,185],{"id":26,"raw_term":27,"original_term":28,"translations":29},1802890,"Li Heng","李恆",[],{"id":31,"raw_term":32,"original_term":33,"translations":34},1802891,"Xiao Han","肖涵",[],{"id":36,"raw_term":37,"original_term":38,"translations":39},1802892,"Yang Yingwen","楊應文",[],{"id":41,"raw_term":42,"original_term":43,"translations":44},1802893,"Editor Liao","廖主編",[],{"id":46,"raw_term":47,"original_term":48,"translations":49},1802894,"Zou Ping","鄒平",[],{"id":51,"raw_term":52,"original_term":53,"translations":54},1802895,"Old Master Ba","巴老爺子",[],{"id":56,"raw_term":57,"original_term":58,"translations":59},1802896,"Song Yu","宋妤",[],{"id":61,"raw_term":62,"original_term":63,"translations":64},1802897,"Chen Zijin","陳子衿",[],{"id":66,"raw_term":67,"original_term":68,"translations":69},1802898,"Xiao Feng","肖鳳",[],{"id":71,"raw_term":72,"original_term":73,"translations":74},1802899,"Chen Xiaomi","陳小米",[],{"id":76,"raw_term":77,"original_term":78,"translations":79},1802900,"Chen Siya","陳思雅",[],{"id":81,"raw_term":82,"original_term":83,"translations":84},1802901,"Fu Yanjie","付岩傑",[],{"id":86,"raw_term":87,"original_term":88,"translations":89},1802902,"Mai Sui","麥穗",[],{"id":91,"raw_term":92,"original_term":93,"translations":94},1802903,"Tun Run'e","田潤娥",[],{"id":96,"raw_term":97,"original_term":98,"translations":99},1802904,"Su Daji","蘇妲己",[],{"id":101,"raw_term":102,"original_term":103,"translations":104},1802905,"Liu Yue","柳月",[],{"id":106,"raw_term":107,"original_term":108,"translations":109},1802906,"Liu Jia","劉佳",[],{"id":111,"raw_term":112,"original_term":113,"translations":114},1802907,"Li Jianguo","李建國",[],{"id":116,"raw_term":117,"original_term":118,"translations":119},1802908,"Teacher Yu","余老師",[],{"id":121,"raw_term":122,"original_term":123,"translations":124},1802909,"Yu Shuheng","余淑恆",[],{"id":126,"raw_term":127,"original_term":128,"translations":129},1802910,"Li Lan","李蘭",[],{"id":131,"raw_term":132,"original_term":133,"translations":134},1802911,"Zhou Shihe","周詩禾",[],{"id":136,"raw_term":137,"original_term":138,"translations":139},1802912,"Sun Manning","孫曼寧",[],{"id":141,"raw_term":142,"original_term":143,"translations":144},1802913,"Ye Ning","葉寧",[],{"id":146,"raw_term":147,"original_term":148,"translations":149},1802914,"Liu Yanling","劉艷玲",[],{"id":151,"raw_term":152,"original_term":153,"translations":154},1802915,"Wei Xiaozhu","魏曉竹",[],{"id":156,"raw_term":157,"original_term":158,"translations":159},1802916,"Fake Daoist","假道士",[],{"id":161,"raw_term":162,"original_term":163,"translations":164},1802917,"Zhang Zhiyong","張志勇",[],{"id":166,"raw_term":167,"original_term":168,"translations":169},1802918,"Yang Cheng","陽成",[],{"id":171,"raw_term":172,"original_term":173,"translations":174},1802919,"Huang Zhaoyi","黃昭儀",[],{"id":176,"raw_term":177,"original_term":178,"translations":179},1802920,"Huang Ziyue","黃子悅",[],{"id":181,"raw_term":182,"original_term":183,"translations":184},1802921,"Principal Sun","孫校長",[],{"id":186,"raw_term":187,"original_term":188,"translations":189},1802922,"Dai Qing","戴清",[],{}]