Next Door There’s Memeda Chapter 2
Translated by Novice Translations
Chapter 2
There was indeed the greatest happiness on the second post.
Jiang Shuang finally had a smile on her face. After throwing a mine* as usual, she went to read the latest comments on Weibuyun.However, a negative comment occupied the whole screen which dispelled the smile on Jiang Shuang's face.
(T/N: throwing a mine…basically the readers get online currency and can bump up an author or series ranking by throwing mines and such…its good for the author since its one of the ways they get more income)
Greatly covered the person negatively*!!!
(T/N: Basically the comment is shit talking about Weibuyun and giving her a bad image.)
Jiang Shuang’s mouth was stupid and she had many words in her heart to scold others, but she was afraid of being caught by others, saying that her brain powder lowered the author’s IQ. She banged her fingers on her keyboard, then finally deleted her sentence. Then she ruthlessly threw a diving bomb*.
(T/N: A higher tier item than a mine for the author to have more income and cost more money on the reader…and it says ruthlessly because shes a poor student that’s basically throwing her measly savings to this author to “cheer” her up.)
50 yuan* wasn’t worth mentioning in most people’s eyes, but this money was enough for her to eat bread and milk for a week.
(T/N: 50 yuan is about 7 USD)
Jiang Shuang saw there was a double-digit figure* left in her bank account. Her heart ache and she charged another 50 yuan in her account, then got up to change her clothes.
(T/N: She basically has less than 100 yuan left…$14 USD…)
That being the case, she couldn’t eat pudding today, so she could only continue buying milk and bread.
There were a lot of people in the supermarket. She was in line with a basket of milk and bread. It seems like a lot, but she didn’t have much money at checkout.
Now she only hopes her mood will be better, the money wasn’t important.
(T/N: Dude, she’s so sweet, she hopes her favorite author's mood is better even if she spent her money and is forced on a milk and bread diet.)
When she got home and put the milk in the refrigerator, she was a little embarrassed. The refrigerator wasn’t small, but the double door refrigerator was occupied mostly by her bread and milk. She stood at the refrigerator door and thought, went back to her room and wrote a note, then pasted it on Ling Xiao Xiao’s door.
Back in the room, Jiang Shuang sat nervously, and listened to the sounds outside with her ears pricked. After waiting for a long time, Ling Xiao Xiao came out to use the toilet and saw the note.
[I’m sorry for occupying most of the space in the refrigerator. I’ll drink more milk tomorrow. If you need more space in the refrigerator, I can take out some stuff now.]
Ling Xiao Xiao looked at this note and couldn't help but laugh. Why was her new roommate like a schoolboy*?How come she didn’t knock on the door, was it necessary to be so formal?
(T/N: Like leaving behind a love letter…)
However, in this perspective, this little girl wasn’t bad. She moved here on Monday and was busy at school for the first five days. She only appeared at night, so she didn’t have much contact.
But! This didn’t affect her habit of “memeda” this and “memeda” that every night, which gives people headaches!
Ling Xiao Xiao hesitated. Then again, why does a simple and shy girl talk to others every day?
She peeled the note off her door, knocked on the opposite door and gently said, “You can leave it there, I don’t need the refrigerator.”
Jiang Shuang sat there and clutched the corner of her clothes tightly and stiffly responded, “Okay.”
Ling Xiao Xiao thought it was a great moment to communicate with her roommate, so she said, “Oh, by the way, can you be quieter when you speak? The sound insulation in this house isn’t very good.”
In response to her, was the word “okay”.
Ling Xiao Xiao touched her nose, threw the note in the trash, and went to the toilet.
Speaking of it, she still needed to spell, ah! Even if she went to the toilet while spelling, why did she have to communicate with her roommate on the opposite side?!
(T/N: So, she was complaining why she had to talk to her roommate on the other side of the door because, for one, it's rude, and secondly, she could have used that time to spell. “Spell” this is a contest for online writers, writers compete to see who writes more words for their chapter releases.)
Ling Xiao Xiao felt she was suffering from snake venom. After going to the toilet, she rushed back to her bedroom. It would be a shame for her to have 3,000 per hour when she could do 5,000 per hour!
(T/N: This is referring to Chinese character count…for reference this whole chapter is about 2.5k characters)
In less than an hour, her second post was done. After setting the time to publish the post, she went to look through her comments, but saw an inconspicuous comment among the long negative comment.
There was a small pattern in front of the comment, it was actually...a diving bomb!
Her writing career in Jinhu wasn’t short, but it wasn’t long. However, as a small transparent powder*, she had no shortages of long comments and mines, but she received her first diving bomb.
(T/N: basically, she’s not a well-known author)
Ling Xiao Xiao smiled, hehe hehe. If there was a deep-water torpedo*, it would be better! That was her ultimate desire!
(T/N: highest tier for readers to give to authors is torpedos…which boosts their ranking and their bank accounts!)
Alas, it wasn’t bad. Her subscription allowed her to stay on the gold list for a long time, but…this feeling was different!
There were mines, bombs, torpedoes and so on, as if she was raised by the local tyrants!
(T/N: She’s saying all these gifts from readers who are locals tyrants (they are tyrants since they decide her popularity and income) are raising her with their presents)
Ling Xiao Xiao rarely responded to comments, just to keep a cold image. But because the bomb fulfilled half her dream, she replied to this comment: “Thank you girl for your comfort.”
She was impressed with this reader, she never left a message. She only threw mines at the bottom of each chapter update. This time, she saw the negative rating and didn’t know what to say, so she threw a bomb to comfort her.
What a lovely little girl...but if she knew the author was funny, would she turn black* in a second?
(T/N: So, the author’s image online is being a cold and aloof author, but in reality she is a funny girl. So if the reader found out the real her, would she turn black for wasting her money within a second.)
It was really a sad story.
Ling Xiao Xiao never dared to speak to readers, only peep at the screen. It was difficult to change a person’s nature. If she pretended, it would be more awkward…once exposed, it would be more embarrassing.
She was only known to a small circle of writers, five of whom were absolutely trustworthy. No one would go out and say: This product is actually a teaser.
(T/N: The product refers to Ling Xiao Xiao who is pretending to be cold and aloof but is a funny girl)
Ah, that's a shame!
Ling Xiao Xiao’s snake spirit was bad. She sat there and kept opening a hole in her brain. Some local readers supported the cool author, then finds out the author is a tease, what about a negative score? The long angry comments criticized the cool author as a tease…
Ling Xiao Xiao finaly glanced at the dense long comment and closed the page! Then left for the meal!
She didn't have a boyfriend and her several good girlfriends went their separate ways after graduation. Although the relationship was still there, they couldn’t always meet, let alone go out for dinner at night. Ling Xiao Xiao admits that she was lazy. In addition to her virtue of cleanliness, her home index was as low as zero stars, so it wasn’t possible for her to cook at home.
(T/N: Basically saying she only knows to be OCD about cleanliness but can’t cook)
The lonely Ling Xiao Xiao floated out and ate a solitary meal. After she ate the delicious corn and meat wonton, she comfortably wanted to write a third chapter release.
Oh, she really has a conscience in the industry.
(T/N: She’s hardworking so as to not leave a cliffhanger for readers! Or she does but not too long of a wait!)
After eating, Ling Xiao Xiao went around the park. It was already eight o’clock when she got home. She wandered the forum in boredom and ran into a small group of people and silently sent:
Cool Goddess: I just ate wonton
Shang scarf: go on, please
Cool Goddess: I feel cute ~ \\ (≧ ▽ ≦) / ~
Shang scarf: ...
Shang scarf obviously didn't want to deal with this psychopath, but Ling Xiao Xiao was suddenly hit with inspiration, then said:
Cool Goddess: I want to stockpile chapters! Spell with me!
Shang scarf: What's the matter, so inspired, were you moved by your local bomb hero?
Cool Goddess: Yes, I think as a hard-working author, I should write tomorrow’s chapter, then it can be broken down tomorrow afternoon _(:з」∠)_
(T/N: Basically broken down is torn apart by those comments that makes her series so negative!)
Shang scarf: ...write it yourself. I don’t want to talk to you.
Ling Xiao Xiao’s face was full of tears and she wasn’t able to tell the truth these days.
(T/N: Her friend said something mean but she can’t tell if that person was sarcastic or not)
Since no one accompanied her to spell, she had to write by herself. Ling Xiao Xiao took a deep breath, adjusted her cool state, but suddenly heard a faint, “Husband, are you online, memeda.”
Fuck! That shy girl is unexpectedly already taken!
Oh no, her focus was wrong. What she should be shouting was—
Why could she hear “memeda” clearly!!!
