[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-1987-my-era":3,"chapter-1987-my-era-1987-my-era-chapter-506":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},2259666,4409,"Chapter 506: The Explosion","1987-my-era-chapter-506",506,"\u003Cp>Four dishes and one soup—quite generous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All are her favorite Hunan home-style dishes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he sat down, Huang Zhaoyi asked, “Would you like some wine?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng didn’t hesitate: “The food’s good today—let’s have some.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi happily brought over a bottle of red wine and poured him a glass herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng asked offhandedly, “Aren’t you drinking?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi gave an uneasy smile and sat beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Li Heng realize—she was trying to conceive; in case she got pregnant last night, alcohol was risky for the fetus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, he advised, “Don’t overwork yourself during this time—delegate work tasks to your subordinates whenever possible.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi understood exactly what he meant and smiled in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The food was delicious, and he was hungry; under her attentive service, Li Heng ate nearly half a bowl before sighing contentedly, then weighed his words: “Do you want to meet my parents?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This meeting wasn’t just any meeting—both knew precisely what was meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi was stunned, utterly surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon she realized—it was best to wait until she was truly pregnant. She replied, “Let’s see after some time passes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng nodded and changed the subject, asking her about Weihao Mei Company and seeking her advice on business management.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, he impulsively considered asking her for a professional—say, someone in finance or HR—but then remembered that Xin Weilai and Teacher Yu from the Anta shoe factory already knew; he abandoned the idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Yu Shuheng had advised, many aspects of a company can be delegated, but personnel and financial control must remain firmly in your hands—only then can you ensure authority over the company and steer it along your intended path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the company is still small now; there’s no rush. If no suitable talent is found by then, we can still ask Teacher Yu or Da Qingyi for help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After drinking one glass of wine and eating two bowls of rice, he set down his chopsticks—the landline rang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi asked, “Is it for you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since he’d been eating steak with his hands, his fingers were greasy; he told her, “Probably—it’s likely Liao Editor-in-Chief. You answer it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi picked up the phone: “Hello?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A frustrated voice came through: “Auntie, is your man there?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi recognized the voice—it was Liu Yue—and smiled: “He’s washing his hands in the kitchen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh! Now you dare admit it openly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yue teased, then sighed bitterly: “You’re having it easy—sleeping till noon with a man beside you. I got scolded to death by Grandma and Mom. Auntie, you’re not being fair—I drugged him for whose sake? If I hadn’t drugged him, with your timid, hesitant nature, would you ever have slept with him?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Besides, if you hadn’t shown up at Fuchun Xiaoyuan that day, I’d have eaten him myself—he’s so talented, so handsome, I wouldn’t have lost out…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yue had been scolded by her mother and grandmother for over half an hour—she was nearly driven mad. Her mother had never yelled at her like this before. She wanted to hang up or ignore the call, but Huang Xuru’s words stopped her cold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Xuru had threatened: “If you hang up, I’ll use my connections to get you expelled from Stanford.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yue knew her mother well enough to believe she’d actually do it—and she knew she was in the wrong—so, unusually, she endured the double scolding in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi apologized: “Understand your auntie—just help me out. I’ll make it up to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yue pouted: “How? Let me borrow Li Heng for one night?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi glanced at Li Heng walking out of the kitchen and stayed silent, embarrassed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yue kept rambling: “But I underestimated you—you actually got Li Heng to spend the night! That’s progress. Let me teach you a trick: poke holes in the condom, or swap the morning-after pill for something else. Then just get pregnant—you won’t need to pressure him. Just take the baby to Beijing’s Gulou every day.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If the baby looks like you, casually slip up and let his parents know the child is Li Heng’s; if the baby looks like him—ha! Say nothing. Just wait for his parents to ask you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room fell silent; Liu Yue’s voice clearly reached his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi looked at him—he stared at her lower abdomen. Both lost in thought, neither interrupted the babbling on the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yue talked more than usual today, all of it bad advice for Da Qingyi. Li Heng finally couldn’t take it—he got up and went outside to the courtyard, choosing to ignore it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About ten minutes later, Huang Zhaoyi came out: “Liao Editor-in-Chief called.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng turned around: “Did you hang up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi said, “Not yet—he’s still waiting for you to answer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng nodded, stepped past her into the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi didn’t follow—she sat cross-legged on the grass outside, unconsciously stroking her lower abdomen, dreaming of a child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hoped to conceive—then their relationship would be truly secure, and her life would be complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the coffee table, Li Heng picked up the receiver: “Brother, it’s me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Editor-in-Chief told him: “I just got in touch with Jin Yong. He’ll arrive at Lushan Village around nine tomorrow morning.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So early?” Li Heng was surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Editor-in-Chief said, “He’s flying into Shanghai this afternoon. Coming early tomorrow will be cooler. Is that time convenient?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m free anytime.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng agreed, then asked, “What about breakfast and lunch?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Editor-in-Chief had eaten his food before—he smiled: “We can eat out. If you’re willing to cook, I’ll help you in the kitchen. Brother can join Jin Yong for a little feast.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng was speechless: “He can’t eat spicy food, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liao Editor-in-Chief said, “I’ve noticed your Hunan dishes have many non-spicy options. If it’s inconvenient, we can go to Fuchun Xiaoyuan—Zhaoyi just opened a new branch in Yangpu, close to Fudan University, very convenient.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuchun Xiaoyuan was indeed a great place—elegant, antique, with top-tier dishes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the problem is—you’re all coming to Lushan Village. How could I possibly ditch Teacher Yu to go to Fuchun Xiaoyuan? Before, I didn’t know about the hidden agendas between Teacher Yu and Da Qingyi—but now that I do, how could I be so foolish as to provoke their conflict?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng paused, then said: “We can decide tomorrow—cook at home or eat out, either works.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How many people in your group?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just two—Jin Yong and his secretary.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They chatted for about five minutes before ending the call.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coming out of the house, Li Heng told Huang Zhaoyi: “Let’s go to the bank—I’ll transfer the Weihao Mei payment to you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having spent time with him, Huang Zhaoyi understood his nature—he was decisive on such matters. She said no polite formalities, started the Santana, and they drove to the nearby Bank of China.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By coincidence, they met someone unexpected inside the bank—the Tongji University girl who had persistently pursued her on the bus for months. She was with another girl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he and Zhou Shihe had gone to Jing’an, this girl had subtly confessed to him—finally, he’d used Zhou Shihe as a shield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes met—the girl in khaki instantly lit up, stepping forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the next second, she froze—she saw Huang Zhaoyi behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi also noticed her, quickly sized her up, then looked away and followed Li Heng into the VIP room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching them go, the friend asked the khaki girl: “Si Yao, don’t tell me the guy you secretly like is the famous Li Heng?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Siyao, having just finished her transaction, turned and walked out, slightly annoyed: “When I first met him, he was just an ordinary college student.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ordinary? Where’s ordinary about him? So handsome!” the friend chased after her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Siyao sighed: “I’m this beautiful—if he weren’t good-looking, would I have fallen for him at first sight?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The friend found that reasonable—Wu Siyao’s beauty was well-known even beyond Tongji University. “That woman was stunning! Like an imperial concubine from ancient times—I feel like I’ve seen her before?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Siyao muttered: “She’s Huang Zhaoyi—she appeared on the Spring Festival Gala, a nationally renowned Peking Opera performer. She used to be a professor at Shanghai Theatre Academy. I met her once when visiting a classmate there—I don’t know why she quit.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The friend was shocked: “You know so much?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Siyao opened her umbrella: “If I didn’t know, would I have run away?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The friend burst out laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After transferring 630,000 yuan at once, Li Heng’s account was left with only 73,000 yuan. He suddenly recalled an online joke from the future: “A rich second-generation can’t go broke if he avoids gambling and drugs, doesn’t start a business, just eats, drinks, and chases girls.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving the bank, Li Heng told Huang Zhaoyi: “Take care of yourself—I’ve got things to do. I’m heading back to campus.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Zhaoyi asked: “It’s raining. Should I drive you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng looked up at the sky and shook his head: “I ate too much—lend me your umbrella. I’ll walk back. It’s not far, and I need to walk off the food.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Huang Zhaoyi opened her umbrella and handed it to him, then got into the car, silently gazing at him through the window before driving off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the car vanish down the road, Li Heng hummed a tune as he walked toward Fudan University. On the way, he stopped briefly at Zhang Bing’s braised meat stall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He glanced at Zhang Bing chopping intestines on the cutting board and asked Bai Wanying: “Bai Wanying, is it just the two of you today?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Wanying handed change to a customer while answering: “Wei Xiaozhu and Dai Qing came to help today—they went to buy ice cream and will be back soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she stared at the umbrella in his hand for several moments: “Huh? Isn’t that a woman’s umbrella?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng looked at the pale yellow umbrella, puzzled: “How do you know it’s a woman’s?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Wanying smiled: “Just teasing you—I guessed. Don’t you know how famous you are? Most girls in the School of Management know your two umbrellas. Mai Sui’s is checkered; Zhou Shihe prefers black. The color of this one? Naturally associated with women.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng was impressed. “Why are you out so early today? Don’t you have morning classes?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Wanying said: “Business has been good lately—when I’m free, I come out to sell.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After serving a customer, Zhang Bing asked: “Old Li, want some braised meat to take home? The flavor’s great today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sure, haven’t had braised meat in a while—actually, I’m craving it. Give me some,” Li Heng said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the three chatted, Li Guoyi appeared, accompanied by a familiar senior girl—by their intimate demeanor, they were dating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Li Heng, Li Guoyi dropped the girl and ran over, scooping Li Heng up in a hug and spinning him around, shouting: “This is our Fudan genius! This is a national treasure musician! I, Old Li, am soaking up some good fortune!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng was both amused and exasperated. Once his feet touched ground, he teased: “Aren’t you going to introduce her?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Guoyi took the girl’s hand and launched into exaggerated boasting: “This is Li Heng—Master Li! No need for me to introduce him—he’s been on the Spring Festival Gala, insanely awesome! I, Old Li, admire him most.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is Brother Bing—our dorm’s kindest elder brother.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is Bai Wanying—Little Zhuge, unmatched talent. Her ideas built Brother Bing’s sweet potato stall and braised meat stall.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After introducing the three, Li Guoyi introduced his girlfriend: “This is Zhao Yan—my high school senior, now a third-year student at Tongji University. She’s my girlfriend.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Yan?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why not just name her Zhao Feiyan? But to be fair, Li Guoyi’s taste is always sharp—this Zhao Yan is every bit as good as Yue Yao, no wonder he switched partners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps because Li Heng’s fame was too great; Zhao Yan appeared half-curious, half-nervous around him, her gaze flickering over him repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a bit of lively chatter, Li Guoyi whispered conspiratorially: “I’ve got news for you—all of you. Tomorrow, the great Jin Yong will be coming to our school.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng paused, startled. This kid’s information network was insane. He couldn’t help probing: “Guoyi, where’d you hear this? Is it true?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Guoyi patted his chest confidently: “I had lunch at my uncle’s place today. He’s hosting Jin Yong tonight—he told me himself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng was puzzled. If he remembered correctly, Li Guoyi’s uncle worked in a government department—when had Jin Yong started interacting with government officials?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unable to make sense of the twists, he simply dropped the matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he mused inwardly: Tomorrow’s arrival at Fudan University won’t be quiet—trying to stay low-key won’t work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But then he thought of Anta’s shoe factory. To fully establish the brand’s name, he had no intention of hiding his writer identity for long. Whether late or early, it was the same—let it come.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that thought, he shed all his mental burdens and resumed chatting with the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Wei Xiaozhu and Dai Qing appeared in view.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment they showed up, Li Guoyi seized an excuse and immediately took Zhao Yan away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng, Zhang Bing, and Bai Wanying exchanged glances. Bai Wanying lowered her voice: “Our earlier guess was right—Li Guoyi is secretly in love with Wei Xiaozhu. He doesn’t want to show her his flirtatious side.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng and Zhang Bing felt the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu, in her green plaid outfit, remained as pure as ever—her aura hadn’t faded with age; if anything, it had deepened, a rare thing indeed. She stepped closer and asked Li Heng: “Li Heng, when did you get back from Jingcheng? Suisui said you went there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng replied: “I just got back. Did you come straight here after class?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu handed him a cream ice cream. “One of our teachers called in sick, so we only had classes in the first and second periods today.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Wanying also asked Li Heng: “Great musician, did you go to Jingcheng to record your music? All our teachers have been asking about you these past few days.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Zhang Bing, Wei Xiaozhu, Dai Qing, and Bai Wanying all staring at him, Li Heng peeled back the wrapper and bit into the ice cream: “Nope. If I were recording music, I’d definitely ask Zhou Shihe and Teacher Yu for help. It was just a sudden family matter—I had to go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a year’s silence, Dai Qing unexpectedly joined in: “I envy you so much—you can just leave whenever you want, skip class whenever you feel like it, and the school and teachers never dare to question you. They even coddle you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At Dai Qing’s words, Li Heng was stunned. The other three looked equally shocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng chuckled: “Come on. Sure, I skip more classes than you, but I still file leave requests, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Wanying said: “Just ‘more’? Last semester you skipped an entire month—and the school didn’t say a word.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng instantly became the object of their envy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He silently mused: After National Day, I’m planning to skip class again—this time, I’ll be gone for over a month.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dark clouds rolled in thickly, and soon heavy rain poured down. The group scattered like startled birds, rushing back toward campus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Bing wheeled Bai Wanying’s chair into a nearby shop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they reached the school gate, Li Heng suddenly said to Wei Xiaozhu: “Comrade Xiaozhu, let me swap umbrellas with you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu glanced at his umbrella and immediately understood. She teased: “A woman’s?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Heng didn’t explain. He snatched her umbrella with his left hand and shoved his own into hers: “Keep it secret.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching him walk away, Wei Xiaozhu and Dai Qing both turned their attention to the pale yellow umbrella.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a careful look, Dai Qing spoke: “Another woman’s clearly chasing after him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu said: “She must be outstanding.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dai Qing nodded: “No one who isn’t outstanding would dare approach him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu smiled back and asked: “What’s gotten into you today? You’re sighing and talking to him all of a sudden?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two girls were very close and often confided in each other. Dai Qing didn’t hide it, her voice heavy with emotion: “The gap between him and me keeps widening—it’s like a chasm. When I saw him just now, I suddenly felt at peace. We were never from the same world.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu asked: “So you still had feelings for him before?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dai Qing didn’t deny it: “Which woman doesn’t dream of love? Now I’m completely free. From now on, Dai Qing is just me, and I’m just Dai Qing. When I get back, I’ll listen to his albums—hard, over and over—no more secret thoughts about him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu smiled: “For that, we should celebrate tonight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s buy two bottles of wine and take them back to the dorm?” Dai Qing’s eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wei Xiaozhu turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two girls ran toward the convenience store across the street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS: Posted first, edited later. Requesting monthly tickets! Requesting subscriptions!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Already posted 10,500 characters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also: I’ve seen several big shots questioning this. Let me add one thing—Jin Yong actually visited Master Chen in real life, and there was a significant age gap between them too. This is fiction, drawn from life, so some creative embellishment is natural. Please understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2908,"2026-06-19T15:27:37.100Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","675f66d94236cfb2887907fc77ceb64c65c24a09849af51780d2f37438e1913e","1987-my-era-chapter-507","1987-my-era-chapter-505",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",[],{}]