Hong Kong 1980: Me and the Queen Swapped Clothes

Fang Yanmei gently comforted Lin Qingxia until her sobs gradually subsided in her arms. Then she pulled Lin Qingxia out of her embrace and said seriously, "Sister Xia, you need to think this through now. If you really want to back out, it's not too late. I think he's waiting for you to change your mind."

"No, I don't want to go back unless he agrees to divorce me." Lin Qingxia shook her head, her expression resolute.

Fang Yanmei shrugged: "Next time, I can only hope you'll be more clear-headed and not be so easily swayed by other people's advances, just like those junior and senior high school boys."

"You're saying such things, aren't you still a young boy yourself?" Lin Qingxia was initially a little embarrassed, but when she heard Fang Yanmei say such things, she felt both amused and exasperated. Fang Yanmei was clearly not an adult herself, so how could she say such mature and old-fashioned things?

Oh, Fang Yanmei forgot. She coughed lightly twice and said in a serious tone, "Anyway, I've already told you. You're lucky this time and you've gotten away with it for now, but you won't be so lucky next time."

Lin Qingxia immediately became anxious: "What are you saying, Ah Ming? Can you just explain yourself clearly? I'll give you some pocket money, okay? Here's a thousand NT dollars, enough for you to buy all kinds of games. Explain yourself clearly now."

A thick wad of cash was stuffed into Fang Yanmei's palm. Her eyes lit up immediately, and without a word, she stuffed the money into her pocket: "Hey, Sister Xia, let me tell you, men are like puppies chasing a bone. The more you refuse them, the more they want it. The more you reject them now, the more earnestly they'll chase after you. Do you believe me?"

"I believe him. He's called me dozens of times in the last two days." Lin Qingxia pointed to the dark circles under her eyes. She was really annoyed and didn't know what to do.

Fang Yanmei laughed heartily, "Isn't that simple? Just like I told you before, you either have to be ruthless and tell the reporters to cut off your relationship completely, because you'll still be tempted by him eventually. If you don't want to cut it off completely, you might as well go down and tell him now that you'll be together from today onwards, regardless of whether he's divorced or not, it's all true love."

"You have such a sharp tongue, I'm really impressed. Okay, okay, I'll go find the reporters right now, alright?" Lin Qingxia raised her hands in surrender. These past two days, Fang Yanmei's joking and teasing had greatly relieved Lin Qingxia's anxiety. For some reason, lately, whenever she saw Fang Yanmei, she felt as if she had found her pillar of support and felt at ease.

The next day, after Lin Qingxia had arranged for a reporter to record an interview, she felt uneasy, as if something important had been ripped out of her heart.

"Why, even though I made the decision a long time ago, why am I still feeling so bad?" Lin Qingxia couldn't figure it out herself, but she already knew the solution. When she got home, she went to find Fang Yanmei, but the room was empty.

Lin Qingxia suddenly felt dizzy. She knew that what she needed most right now was Fang Yanmei: "Mom, Mom, where's Ming? Why isn't Ming here?"

"What's wrong with you? You seem to like Ah Ming a lot lately. His mother came to pick him up this morning to take the Guoguang exam. If you want to find him, just go to Guoguang." Lin's mother poked her head out of the room, knitting a sweater in her hands.

Lin Qingxia immediately became anxious: "Why didn't you even call me? You didn't tell me about something as important as Ah Ming leaving."

"Ah-ming comes to our house every day. Can I stop him from going out for a bit? It's not that important. If you want to go, just go. Remember to eat lunch." Before Lin's mother could finish speaking, Lin Qingxia's figure had already disappeared through the door.

"I've liked Ah Ming since I was little, and I never thought our relationship would only get better as we grew up." Lin's mother chuckled lovingly and then bent down to knit.

"Driver, take me to Guoguang." Lin Qingxia, wearing large sunglasses, a mask, and a scarf, still urged the driver to drive faster.

the other side.

Qin's mother was still comforting Fang Yanmei: "Don't be nervous. Just go in normally like everyone else, sing a song, and the teachers will recognize you."

"Am I that famous?" Fang Yanmei asked, somewhat surprised.

Aunt Qin rolled her eyes at her: "Are you famous? It's our family that's famous. Just sing well and don't care about their opinions or what they say. As long as you perform well, I'll make sure you can go to school."

"Mom, when you say that, I don't hear a single word of confidence in me." Fang Yanmei smiled. During the nearly one week she had been here, the happiest thing for her was having Qin Ma as her mother. She was like her real mother, caring for her in every way and making her feel the warmth of a mother she had never experienced before.

Looking at Fang Yanmei, Qin's mother sighed, "You child, I have confidence in you, but that's Guoguang. If you don't sing well, your father and I can't force you to join. We'll have to ask your Aunt Xia for help and ask for connections. Your Aunt Xia's words are more effective, but if we can take the exam ourselves, we shouldn't bother Aunt Xia."

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"You also need to appease your Aunt Xia lately. She's been in the news a lot lately. Even if it weren't for the school issue, you still need to keep her happy. Do you know how many toys she bought you when you were little?" As she finished speaking, Qin's mother reverted to her lecturing mother mode.

Qin Ma's incessant nagging annoyed the other children of her age, who glanced at Fang Yanmei with pity, only to see her face filled with a blissful, contented expression. They immediately distanced themselves as if they had seen a ghost.

Looking at Fang Yanmei's obedient expression, Qin's mother felt a sense of relief. After being frightened once before, her child seemed to have become much more obedient. She didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

When Fang Yanmei and Qin Ma arrived outside Guoguang Art School, they were dumbfounded to find that a long queue had already formed, with almost every candidate accompanied by a parent. The noise at the scene was comparable to that of a vegetable market after get off work.

"Mom, let's stand at the back." Fang Yanmei quickly grabbed a spot.

Qin's mother was filled with regret: "I wanted you to sleep a little longer, but I didn't expect you to be so far back in the queue. There must be over a hundred people ahead of you. What if the teachers get tired of watching over you by the time it's your turn?"

"Should I call your Aunt Xia and ask?" Qin Ma glanced at the scorching sun in the sky, then at the long queue in front of her, and couldn't help but say.

Fang Yanmei was enveloped in Qin Ma's care, and her smile became much more sincere: "Mom, it's okay. I'll stand here. Why don't you go sit over there for a while? Everyone is queuing, and we can't cut in line."

"Besides, it's such a small matter. Aunt Xia has a lot of worries lately, and I don't want to bother her." Fang Yanmei shook her head, thinking of those dark circles under her eyes. Qin Ma sighed and had no choice but to resign herself to queuing with Fang Yanmei: "If Mom is with you, we can take turns resting."