The Aphrodisiac-carrying Man - Chapter 4.2
Translator: Vemmy Once again, not edited. Sorry~ Feel free to correct me in the comments~ Grammar got really difficult by the end ;-; Ive let my IB English teacher down Please do not repost this elsewhere or retranslate to other languages using my English translation.
“Could you stop being so picky? In the end, what do you think of Teacher Mu’s achievements?”
“Not bad ah.” Ling Mao Er casually set the laptop down on the dressing table, the mirror reflected a moving, glamorous face, eyes dazzling, delicate lips s.e.xy and seductive, with skin as white as snow and willowy brows, more splendid than three thousand beauties.
Straight Ke Le couldn’t help swallowing his saliva, if he didn’t know ahead of time that this was Ling Mao Er, he would definitely prostrate himself below ‘her’ pomegranate-red skirt.
“Lets head over now, they should be done with the preparations already.”
“En.” Ling Mao Er mildly responded, naturally reaching out his tender, white right hand as he got up, bearing graceful and poised just like a 19th century n.o.ble lady.
Ke Le: ” ”
“What are you freezing up for? Come support me, do you think that I’m an expert in walking in high heels?”
Ke Le: ” Che.” (T/n: (cha, zha), its an onomatopoeia, just a whispering sound I think?)
Ling Mao Er’s appearance caused all of the workers present in the studio to break out into whispers.
“Heavens! Is he really a man?”
“From Thailand, who knows, perhaps, hehe ”
“So his awl-shaped face was real, I thought those photos were all photo-shopped.”
“Who knows, maybe he sharpened his lower jaw?”
“This kind of face is good on camera, but in person, it’s so demonic that its unbearable.”
“I think it’s not bad though ah.”
“Only desire-blinded straight males like you would find it nice to look at.
Ling Mao Er was already accustomed to the discussions of others and turned a deaf ear to their remarks. At this time, a bottle of water suddenly appeared in front of his face.
“Don’t take it to heart.”
Ling Mao Er stared at Mu Mu puzzledly, “What?”
“I’m referring to what those people are saying, don’t take it to heart.”
“You don’t think that I’ve had cosmetic surgery? In this circle where 9 out of 10 people have had their face fixed, cosmetic surgery isn’t rare, its those who have never had anything done that are in the minority.”
Mu Mu was very certain, “Although the people I’ve met cannot be considered innumerable, but the number of models I’ve seen are not less than anyone else. Whether a person’s [appearance] is natural or man-made, I can tell at a glance.”
Ling Mao Er shrugged, “Unfortunately, others do not think the same.”
“Because people with sharp chins tend to be rejected by females. Contrarily, those with more square faces tend to be a.s.sociated with honest and upstanding, its the bias brought about by appearances.”
Ling Mao Er stared at his firm outline of his face, “Never knew that you had done so much research on facial features. People with square faces, are you talking about yourself?”
Mu Mu frankly responded, “I have indeed benefited from some bias based on appearance, the opposite gender tend to feel that I have a dependable character, even though I know that I’m not handsome.”
“And is actually not reliable?”
” ” Mu Mu responded, “I will restrain from a.s.sessing myself on this point.”
Ling Mao Er received the offered water, “Thank you for the water, however, I can’t drink it now, it would smear my lipstick.”
“Models work very hard,” Mu Mu replied, “you are very beautiful today.”
Ling Mao Er has heard a lot of praises, but it was this kind of plain and simple complement with a placid tone that made him feel it was heartfelt, he was exceptionally satisfied.
Mu Mu was close by, while they spoke, the pleasant scent continuously wafted over. Ling Mao Er couldn’t help taking a few deep breaths, if he was in a cat right now, he would definitely bury his face into Mu Mu’s collar.
Mu Mu saw his clear eyes suddenly become a bit blurred and concernedly asked, “Are you okay?”
Ling Mao Er’s seductive gaze turned, “Can we start?”
Mu Mu was a little surprised, it was as if he saw the female lead in the script come to life.
“Of course.”
Ling Mao Er reached his right hand out to Mu Mu, the Mu Mu that is always oblivious in certain aspects didn’t understand.
Ling Mao Er lowered his head to look at his feet, Mu Mu finally saw the light. (T/n: hehe~)
“Take it slow, I’ll help you over.”
Mu Mu held Ling Mao Er’s hand, carefully leading him over to the green screen.
“Wearing heels for a photo shoot is a lot of work, let’s try to finish today’s task as soon as possible.”
Ling Mao Er raised his chin and adopted a s.e.xy, haughty pose, clearly already in character.
“My G.o.d, I’m going to be hard.” A male worker muttered to himself.
“He’s male.” His female friend kindly reminded him.
“I’m going to be bent.” Having already gone into infatuated mode, he corrected himself.
Mu Mu’s photo shoot experience this time was even more smooth than before, practically without any direction from him, Ling Mao Er could give the best angle, movement and expression were also spotlessly perfect.
“Very good, beautiful, just like that.” Endless praises flowed out of his mouth, even the a.s.sistant that had followed him for many years felt surprised. Some photographers will treat words of admiration or praise as catchphrases to give models confidence, but Mu Mu wasn’t like this. Only when he liked something from the bottom of his heart would he give heartfelt compliments to the model.
However the a.s.sistant took another look at the gloriously radiant man under the light and thought, He certainly deserves the praises.
Mu Mu was entirely in his element and didn’t even want to stop for a break.
“The efficiency is high right now, there’s only a bit left, can we finish it in one go? Mao Er, persevere a bit.”
Ling Mao Er didn’t notice that he used a nickname [1], “Okay, I’m fine with it.”
To let him relax a little, Mu Mu joked, “To be honest, we can turn off the lights.”
Ling Mao Er took it seriously, “Why? You want to take night photos?”
“The light isn’t as dazzling as you.”
The Ling Mao Er on the stage blankly thought about this sentence, face turned red.
Mu Mu didn’t notice the destructive power of his casual words, raising his camera once again, “Okay, we will start.”
When Ling Mao Er finished the photo shoot, his legs were stiff from standing, he almost fell when he walked out.
“Careful.” Mu Mu deftly[2] helped steady him.
Ling Mao Er simply took off the heels, these hateful heels were a full 10 centimeters, say nothing of men, even women may not be able to handle them.
Finally standing flat-footed upon the ground, Ling Mao Er let out a breath of relief, but Mu Mu suddenly seemed even taller now.
“It was a bit demanding of us to have you wear these for the photo shoot.”
Ling Mao Er’s tone was a bit stiff and avoided eye-contact with him, “If there is nothing else, I will go have the makeup removed.”
His capricious temperament made Mu Mu quite surprised, not knowing what he did wrong this time that made the other unhappy.
“Nothing We’ll shoot the male character tomorrow, you can rest today.”
Once again, Ling Mao Er walked away without looking back, leaving Mu Mu at a complete loss [3].
Mu Mu didn’t understand, Ke Le didn’t understand even more, he followed [Ling Mao Er] to the make up room and asked, “Mao Er, what’s wrong? Wasn’t the mood a while ago quite good?”
Ling Mao Er gave an irrelevant response, “Go find me a cat scratching board.”
“Ah?” Ke Le was dumbfounded, “Where do you want me to find a scratching board in the studio.”
“Are you going or not?” Ling Mao Er flashed his claws.
Ke Le promptly dug out a ball of yarn from somewhere in the makeup room.
“You call this a scratching board?” Ling Mao Er was angry, pouncing towards Ke Le, ready to scratch. Frightened, Ke Le threw the ball of yarn into the air and a Siamese suddenly appeared, intercepting the ball mid air. After landing, he hugged the yarn ball, rolling around and biting, and also rubbed his body very strangely on it, producing a series of suspicious cries.
Ke Le’s whole body was dripping with cold sweat, afraid that the him who witnessed all of this would be silenced after.
Is it too late to escape now?
It was after successfully getting himself trussed up that Ling Mao Er used a dangerous gaze to order his a.s.sistant to untie him.
Ke Le hurriedly walked forward, quickly and efficiently releasing Ling Mao Er.
“Mao Er, what’s wrong?” Ke Le failed to understand [the cause] and asked as he untied [the string].
Ling Mao Er angrily stayed silent, could he tell the other that he once again went into heat because of Mu Mu? As a cat with royal blood, Mu Mu, this guy, was simply a cat tower that brought him disgrace!
“Are you going home today?” Ke Le asked the Ling Mao Er who had changed back to human form. The latter had continuously stayed out all night for many days, Ke Le went from flying into a rage at the beginning to being completely accustomed to it.
“Not returning!” Ling Mao Er angrily responded, he was going to find his disgraceful cat tower!
Ke Le just knew it would be like this, nodding as he responded, “Oh.”
[1] Ling is the last name, Mao Er is the surname. Generally, you call someone by their whole name and use just the surname or a nickname when relations are closer. In Mao Ers case, his surname is pretty much an endearment..
[2] sharp-eyed and deft-handed.
[3] Idiom, translates to “Like a three-meter high monk, you can’t rub his head”, means that you can’t make head or tail about something.
T/n: I dont do photography, I dont know anything about modelling, I dont keep up with social media platforms and news, and I dont have a cat so if the lingo I use is not correct, its because I couldnt find a good translation of whatever the author used. Suggestions are welcome~
