Trafford's Trading Club

Translator: AlfredoPoutineSoup Editor: DesTheSloth

Li Zifeng experienced another enthusiastic night. Cheng Yiran’s first performance was on live TV, broadcast to a large number of audiences in the studio… all of them were yelling the word ‘again’.

‘Again’ was not the song’s name—It meant one more time. Again, one more time… All the live audience was cheering for Cheng Yiran to ask for a second song.

No such insane behaviors had happened before… even the director of this live TV program didn’t intend to stop the crazy fans. He was also immersed in the performance while sitting there.

Li Zifeng could understand how the director felt because he was also conquered by Cheng Yiran… after watching his performance so many times. This was the reason why he had a great confidence in Cheng Yiran and believed that he would succeed… Cheng Yiran was worth his time and money.

“Encore! Cheng Yiran! Cheng Yiran! Cheng Yiran!” Cheng Yiran bowed to the audience and then walked down from the stage after finishing his song. He walked toward Li Zifeng directly. “Oh, my God, you shocked me!” Li Zifeng sighed, “I didn’t think you would change your song… but you executed it perfectly as usual! Well-done! But, could you please tell me your ideas in advance next time? I was really worried…”

Li Zifeng was extremely excited. He hugged Cheng Yiran, “I should be bringing you to the changing room while waiting for the final result… but another voice was screaming in my head that I should kick you back to the stage for a second song!!”

“Let’s go!” Cheng Yiran nodded and left from the side entrance with his guitar on his back.

On the other side, the audience became upset because Cheng Yiran’s left—Of course, they didn’t lose their rationale but lost interest in listening to the next singer… or one should say, they had no expectations for the next performance at all.

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Hong Guan sighed lightly. He felt it unbelievable upon seeing the amazing performance and hearing the topics relating to Cheng Yiran.

When the guitar was strummed on stage just now, his memory flashed back to the old days. The past days and nights of eleven months were ringing round and round in his head. He listened with his heart but he was not as immersed as the audience.

“Yiran’s singing made great progress…” Hong Guan recalled Cheng Yiran’s performance and smiled, “And, his guitar is as good as before!”

He took a deep breath and left the crazy crowd… There was definitely no one that noticed him leaving as they were still immersed in the last song.

Hong Guan preferred to accompany his wife in the hospital, so he left the TV studio without any hesitation. No matter how wonderful the next performance was, he wouldn’t stay for it anyhow.

He didn’t contact Cheng Yiran as he promised in that contract… Hong Guan realized that Cheng Yiran wanted to tell him something by sending the performance ticket to him. It was he who gave up first. Now, he and Cheng Yiran had a stage between them.

“Xiaomeng, Yiran did it for you.” Hong Guan looked into the sky after glancing at the TV studio. “Again… are you listening to it now?”

Now, he didn’t hate Cheng Yiran any longer. He raised head to look at the sky with a deep breath, “Because… you didn’t leave us. In the end, I also left except Yiran…” Hong Guan sighed and kept his emotions in check as he planned to go to the hospital by motorbike. He was grateful to fate that Cheng Yiran could finish this song on the stage.

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Was he going to leave now? Tai Yinzi would be much angrier if Master and Miss. Maid were not here. Generally speaking… Tai Yinzi would like to look for some souls with high quality as per master’s preference.

But these two friends hated each other because of Li Zifeng’s tricks. So Cheng Yiran’s soul wouldn’t be perfect.

Tai Yinzi expected Hong Guan and Cheng Yiran to reconcile after exposing Li Zifeng’s tricks with his efforts. But he failed due to the unpredicted arrival of Luo Qiu. Tai Yinzi had to accompany his boss from the beginning to the end of the show.

“Tai Yinzi, good job sending that ticket,” Luo Qiu said to Tai Yinzi.

Tai Yinzi shivered upon hearing this. He was terrified, “Master! I was wrong, I was foolish. I… Master, what did you say just now?”

“I mean, your actions are crude…” Luo Qiu smiled and patted his shoulder, “But this time, you did a good job.”

“But… but Hong Guan…” Tai Yinzi was stunned and had no idea… about the deeper meaning behind Luo Qiu’s words. ‘Master, why do I feel anxious hearing your words.’

As a new Black Soul Envoy, Tai Yinzi preferred to be hung by Miss. Maid. Maybe he would feel much better than he was.

“Let’s go.” Luo Qiu took his sight from Tai Yinzi to You Ye, “The next performances can’t be better than Cheng Yiran, no expectations.”

“Master, do you need supper?”

“No.” Luo Qiu shook his head and mentioned, “I want to see the night view of the old city area. Let’s take the bus. Come with me.”

“Yes.”

‘Does that… mean I was not wrong?’ Tai Yinzi got more confused seeing them leave… ‘Was I praised by the boss?’ “Am I getting lucky from now?”

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The audience calmed down after the host stepped onto the stage. Even though the host was also excited, he restrained himself and continued his work. This was just a beginning; more and more singers were waiting. But he never saw anyone who could make music so touching… like Cheng Yiran did.

Cheng Yiran would have a bright future! The next signer… would have much more pressure. The second singer had gone through a tough fight in his mind, which made him sing the wrong key from the beginning…

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“What do you think ? Zhong Luochen asked Zhang Qingrui when he saw she had calmed down.

Ms. Zhang was still recalling the song performed by Cheng Yiran when the second singer was on the stage. She thought for a while, “Cheng Yiran’s song was so… magical, as if a deity was living in it. It was amazing!”

Zhong Luochen squinted, “You are right, it is indeed magical… We must foster this young man with all our resources.”

Zhang Qingrui nodded, “I will let Cheng Yun handle this. In the future, Cheng Yiran will be the backbone of Feiyun Entertainment.”

“Second Young Master, Miss. Zhang, I will get it done. Rest assured!” Cheng Yun promised with patting his chest.

At this time, Zhong Luochen looked at Zhang Qingrui, “Would you like to watch the following performances?”

Zhang Qingrui gave a start and frowned.

Zhong Luochen turned the topic, “I saw you looking below the stage with full attention.”

Zhang Qingrui answered, “I was looking at the reaction of the audience… their response was the best proof of our efforts devoted to Cheng Yiran.”

“Correct.” Zhong Luochen smiled and didn’t intend to follow up. Zhang Qingrui stopped looking at the stage for the shadow which might have not been here. She stood up, “I need to go.”

Zhong Luochen waved his hands, “Cheng Yun, drive Miss. Zhang home and greet Mrs. Zhang.”

Zhang Qingrui glanced at Zhong Luochen but she failed to see his intentions.

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Luo Qiu saw Ren Ziling coming home with disappointment much late than usual. She kicked off her shoes and lied on the sofa.

“Have you eaten anything?”

Ren Ziling answered weakly, “I ate some food with Lizi by the roadside.”

“Would you like to drink some water?” Luo Qiu provided a cup of warm water to her.

Ren Ziling sat down after handing over the cup and patted the sofa to request Luo Qiu to sit down.

She asked Luo Qiu directly with her eyes wide open, “Why did you quit school?”