Guys I just realised the actor of Butcher Guo is the same guy as the flatmate that saved Wen Yi Fan from the pervert, in the 1st episode of First Frost😃
Why are you feeding the hate by spreading it here too? Just ignore the dumbasses and don't give them more platforms…
I am just a person, I cannot give people a platform to hate.😔If people wanted to hate, they will, it doesn't matter if my comment exists or not.
I explain situations so that people don't misunderstand, and don't worry too much. If you scroll past my comment a bit more, you will see that people are worried. In my case, spreading information about a situation isn't "spreading hate", it is "clarifying the situation"
And if you are so offended by the "you people" who provide information here, feel free to report and block every single one of us or smth, or better still, don't come here and try to control the comments as if you own this space😊
So back to it, have you started reporting hate comments on Weibo? Or are you still trying to cover your eyes and ears and pretending it doesn't exist?
Why are you feeding the hate by spreading it here too? Just ignore the dumbasses and don't give them more platforms…
Are you sure you read my comment fully🤣? How am I "feeding the hate"? Did I encourage hate? Who is hating in my comment? (besides you hating on my comment lol)
I'm just trying to explain the situation because I saw that some people were confused and worried below? And I'm just trying to reassure people who are worried?
Why does my explanation of it "gives people more platforms to hate"? I didn't know my singular comment was that influential LOL
And "They do it cause you do stuff like this that tells them that it affects you.", makes me laugh, ignoring hate and pretending it doesn't exist doesn't make it go away.
Now instead of replying to me, go and report some hate comments on Weibo or smth😊Contribute to protecting ZLH from haters, not try to accuse fellow fans (IF you are one, that is) of spreading hate, or pretend it doesn't exist
“…what I especially want to say to Zhang Linghe is to accept the criticism and strive to improve yourself.”…
Actually, what wasn't needed was the interviewer asking that question. Yan Yi Kuan was just answering it, and he did so as someone who has literally been through ZLH's position before🥲, he was also criticised as being "too pretty" in the past. So not condescending, but as someone who has been in his situation and know all too well about the pressure and expectations of a "pretty" actor.
Yes, there are people on chinese platforms like Weibo hating on ZLH's character Xie Zheng, claiming that his character is "too pretty" to be representative of what a "true general" should be like
It has become a conversation on how recent trends in C-dramas have too many "pretty male leads" and it is "detrimental" to the depictions of "masculinity" in Chinese society
And yes, a official military account did mention the above, and People's Daily newspaper reshared it
But after a few days of observation, TBH it really just feels like ZLH and the criticising of the entertainment industry's pretty male leads, are just being USED as an excuse to shit on women's preferences of aesthetics in dramas, as well as to reinforce unhealthy and I would even say medieval, expectations of "masculinity" so🙄
No need to worry too much about ZLH, a lot of fans and sane passer-bys are defending him, people who are still hating are either bots, haters, people who cannot stand differing opinions and changing trends, or people who are close-minded 🤗 And we don't need to care about the opinions of these people, do we 🤭
“…what I especially want to say to Zhang Linghe is to accept the criticism and strive to improve yourself.”…
he doesn't mean that it's ZLH's fault...he's saying that since there will always be criticism no matter what, instead of being overly upset and dwell on it, just listen humbly to the criticism, and continue improving on your own path
Translation: I pondered, and hesitated, too shy to say it aloud, unsure of how to put it into words.
Chang Yu, I have a dream, of being a hot-blooded and passionate girl.
And so, you lifted your head from those pages of densely written text. You pulled your cart forward, your cotton shoes sinking into the wet mud. It was right in midwinter, and the wind was blowing from who knows which direction. Your hair was tousled, your gaze stubborn, yet full of life. My heart pounded, eager and ready to try.
Chang Yu, I want to become you.
I want to be just like you, optimistic and strong. I want to be just like you, to be able to bravely walk down unknown paths. I want to be just like you, to be able to get back up again and again even when knocked down.
Chang Yu, I can become you.
#ZhuYu# #ZhuYuFinaleToday#
*in comments section, TXW left 3 extra comments🥺*
#1, Time: 23:53 I hope that everyone who sees Chang Yu, can also feel, "I can do it". I can live with optimism and strength, I can get up again and again after getting knocked down, I can have the courage to choose to walk down unknown paths.
#2, Time: 00:03 Thank you everyone for accompanying Zhu Yu till now, I wish all of you great health and happiness everyday❤️❤️❤️
#3, Time: 00:04 Eat well, live well, don't give up on yourself.
Chang Yu Character Weibo Update: https://weibo.com/8363564217/5282258475813303probably the last one, super long🥹Thank…
When I was young, I grew up in Xi Gu Alley. The town wasn’t big, the stone-paved roads had been worn smooth from countless footsteps. By the evening, smoke from every household’s cooking would drift together in the air. My father’s butcher stall was not far from home. Day after day, I watched him slaughter pigs, and I eventually even picked up his skilled craft. At noon, I would often bring meals to the stall for my parents. They would set aside their work, and the four of us would gather around a small table by the stall, sharing hot soup and dishes, chatting and laughing.
The neighbours would always say that the Fan family was bound to have a steady and peaceful life ahead.
In those days, there was no hardship of separation, only my parents by my side, and my younger sister with me. Those simple, everyday moments were the very picture of happiness I held in my heart.
But that type of life, after all, did not last forever.
Back then, I believed my parents had been killed by mountain bandits. Overnight, only Chang Ning and I were left. The neighbours gossiped a lot, but thankfully Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao were kindhearted and often looked after us. I did my best to hold our family together, taking Ning Niang with me as we moved forward, step by step.
It was also in that snowy year that I met Xie Zheng. Touching the hairpin in his hand, the one my mother had left me, I brought him home.
He didn’t know that salt had to be used sparingly, but he would stay and make cured meat with me; when the Song family humiliated me in public, he stood in front of me and shielded me from all the malice and humiliation; before we went to court, he taught me the country's laws, helping me reclaim the house deed and protect the house; when bandits broke in, even while injured, he stood in front of Ning Niang and kept her safe; when I worked late into the night at Yi Xiang Tower, he would carry a lantern and wait quietly by the roadside for me.
We went to the Lantern Festival together, ate candied hawthorn and roasted sweet potatoes together, sat around the warm stove laughing and having fun…looking back, those days are still my most precious memories.
Later, Xie Zheng was suddenly taken away, and Ning Niang was kidnapped. I searched through the ruins, day after day. Some of the villagers died and others were scattered. For those whose funerals could be arranged, I saw to them one at a time. I don’t know any grand principles, but I know that as long as I held kindness in my heart, dawn will eventually arrive. And when the day breaks, you keep moving forward. Just as my parents used to say, you still have to eat your meals and sleep well, even if the sky falls, you still have to go on living.
My care for my family, and my attachment to Lin’An, have never been my weakness. They are the backbone of the blade in my hand, the reason I can stand back up every time I fall.
Later on, as the smoke of war rose, I gripped the blade my father left me tightly, and from a butcher girl of Xi Gu Alley, step by step, I became a soldier who could stand on her own on the battlefield. I knew then that what I had to protect was no longer just the people by my side. Only by pushing myself harder could I one day bring peace to this land.
Tough grass does not bow, because its roots run deep. I originally grew up struggling in the mud, but all those hardships, only drove my roots deeper into the earth, making me stronger and more resilient.
And I did it. Step by step, I uncovered those who framed my father and brought chaos to the Imperial court. My father's name was finally cleared, his lifetime of loyalty and honourable courage restored. I did not fail the name “Shan Jun” that my tutor bestowed upon me, and my parents in Heaven, can finally rest in peace.
From Xi Gu Alley to the capital, from a butcher girl to General Huai Hua, I may have come a long way, but in the end, I am still the same Fan Chang Yu.
Nowadays, I occasionally reminisce about the past, thinking of the warmth when my parents were still around, of Aunt Zhao’s bowls of hot noodles, of the way Xie Zheng’s lashes would lower as he wrote New Year couplets, of those people that I could not keep by my side…
But when I turn and see Xie Zheng and Ning Niang laughing heartily under the tree, I feel that everything has turned out all right, and that all my efforts made have found their place.
It is precisely these past hardships and moments of warmth, that make me cherish the present even more. Not just the passing of days through the four seasons, year after year, or the setting sun over the vast river, and the galloping horses. Whether it's protecting the smoke rising from the chimneys of homes or facing the winds and swords of battle together, so long as I have the one I love by my side, for this lifetime, it is enough.
Xie Zheng Character Weibo Update: https://weibo.com/8382706065/5282258462188754Probably the final one, it's super…
The past 17 years felt like a long, damp, and unending cold rain. But at this moment, it finally seems to have stopped. The past and the emotional burdens I have endured and struggled with, have finally come to an end.
In my limited childhood memories, in my eyes, my father was a hero that stood tall and upright. He would often crouch down, and guide me hand in hand as I practised my swordsmanship, his movements steady and powerful. I would look up at him, my heart filled with admiration. My mother was gentle by nature, she would always smile as she called me “Zheng’er.” In our spare time, she would hold my hand and take me to the courtyard to pick osmanthus flowers. She loved osmanthus cakes the most, and would often make me osmanthus candies.
But in a single night, the Jin Zhou Massacre happened. My father fell in battle on the frontier, choosing death over surrender, guarding the city and holding fast to his loyalty until the very end. I once believed my mother had heartlessly abandoned me and taken her own life. From that day on, I never dared to eat anything sweet again.
In my uncle’s manor, I learned my first lesson. I knew deep in my heart, that if I allowed myself to be weak and easily bullied, no one in this world would come to my aid. So I honed my will day and night, forging myself into a sharp and cold blade.
I inherited my father’s will and went to the battlefield, fighting battle after battle to carve out my own path forward. Not for fame or fortune, but because I never wanted the tragedy of Jin Zhou to ever happen again, and I wished for the civilians to live in peace. I reclaimed Jin Zhou, and set foot once more on that land that was deeply etched into my soul, to honour my father and the fallen soldiers. Walking through battle smoke and moonlight to where I am today, I had always believed I was born for the battlefield, and destined to die on it. I never imagined life could take any other forms.
Until I was gravely wounded and ended up in Lin’An, while my life was hanging by a thread, Fan Chang Yu carried me home on her back. And just like that, in that small yard in Xi Gu Alley, I found a place to stay. Her family had just suffered misfortune, and though her own life was difficult, she still tried her best to earn money to buy medicine for me. Back then, her eyes shone so brightly, and she even said, she would slaughter pigs to support me…
All these years, I forced myself to appear unbreakable. But by her side, it felt as though I could briefly set those burdens aside, and try once more to experience the warmth of this world, to taste the sweetness of life again.
For over a decade on the lonely and cold frontier, I never once felt that I was truly alive. It was only after meeting her, after staying in that small yard filled with the warmth of everyday life, that I realised this world might be worth living in after all.
Later, we parted and then reunited, and step by step became entangled in the old tragedy from 17 years ago. The grudges of our parents’ generation and the complexities of our identities weighed down on us, layer by layer. But thankfully in the end, we still stood firmly together, uncovering the truth of what happened, and finally letting go of all that bounded our hearts.
Now that everything has settled, as I look back, this life has been filled with those who treated me with sincerity. My father taught me to stand upright and just, and my mother loved and protected me; Grand Tutor Tao was both teacher and friend, guiding me in cultivating a righteous mind and learning how to discern truths. My uncle and General He trained me and gave me my skills. Gongsun Yin and the Grand Princess stood with me, united for the people. The soldiers of the Xie army stayed by my side through life and death, never once betraying me. And Chang Yu, she saved me, and she loved me. In this life, I will never fail her, till death do us apart.
In the past, I stood alone on the distant frontiers.
Now, I have people by my side. If war happens again, we will go to battle together, to protect this land beneath our feet and the countless civilians behind us, even if it costs us our lives, we will have no regrets.
If the world remains at peace, we will stay in this small yard. On clear spring days, we will write New Year couplets and watch fireworks fill the sky. On rainy summer nights, I will be her teacher and teach her to read and write, accompanied by the sound of insects. In the crisp autumn air, we will roast chestnuts and bake sweet persimmons. In the cold of winter, I will help her make cured meat, and we will wait quietly for the snow to fall upon our shoulders.
As the seasons turn, year after year, life after life.
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Also yess watch it! New Life Begins is one of my favourites, it's so good❤️
Director: Try to make it look like you're almost lying down on her
ZLH: Put both your arms on here (my chest), how about like this? Lie down on your arms?
Director: Yes that works too
ZLH: We can change postures when we kiss
TXW: Okay! Like this (LEANS FORWARD ASHSAHSHUHAFAOU)
Director: Okay that's pretty good
I explain situations so that people don't misunderstand, and don't worry too much. If you scroll past my comment a bit more, you will see that people are worried. In my case, spreading information about a situation isn't "spreading hate", it is "clarifying the situation"
And if you are so offended by the "you people" who provide information here, feel free to report and block every single one of us or smth, or better still, don't come here and try to control the comments as if you own this space😊
So back to it, have you started reporting hate comments on Weibo? Or are you still trying to cover your eyes and ears and pretending it doesn't exist?
I'm just trying to explain the situation because I saw that some people were confused and worried below? And I'm just trying to reassure people who are worried?
Why does my explanation of it "gives people more platforms to hate"? I didn't know my singular comment was that influential LOL
And "They do it cause you do stuff like this that tells them that it affects you.", makes me laugh, ignoring hate and pretending it doesn't exist doesn't make it go away.
Now instead of replying to me, go and report some hate comments on Weibo or smth😊Contribute to protecting ZLH from haters, not try to accuse fellow fans (IF you are one, that is) of spreading hate, or pretend it doesn't exist
It has become a conversation on how recent trends in C-dramas have too many "pretty male leads" and it is "detrimental" to the depictions of "masculinity" in Chinese society
And yes, a official military account did mention the above, and People's Daily newspaper reshared it
But after a few days of observation, TBH it really just feels like ZLH and the criticising of the entertainment industry's pretty male leads, are just being USED as an excuse to shit on women's preferences of aesthetics in dramas, as well as to reinforce unhealthy and I would even say medieval, expectations of "masculinity" so🙄
No need to worry too much about ZLH, a lot of fans and sane passer-bys are defending him, people who are still hating are either bots, haters, people who cannot stand differing opinions and changing trends, or people who are close-minded 🤗 And we don't need to care about the opinions of these people, do we 🤭
Translation:
I pondered, and hesitated, too shy to say it aloud, unsure of how to put it into words.
Chang Yu,
I have a dream, of being a hot-blooded and passionate girl.
And so, you lifted your head from those pages of densely written text. You pulled your cart forward, your cotton shoes sinking into the wet mud. It was right in midwinter, and the wind was blowing from who knows which direction. Your hair was tousled, your gaze stubborn, yet full of life. My heart pounded, eager and ready to try.
Chang Yu, I want to become you.
I want to be just like you, optimistic and strong.
I want to be just like you, to be able to bravely walk down unknown paths.
I want to be just like you, to be able to get back up again and again even when knocked down.
Chang Yu, I can become you.
#ZhuYu# #ZhuYuFinaleToday#
*in comments section, TXW left 3 extra comments🥺*
#1, Time: 23:53
I hope that everyone who sees Chang Yu, can also feel, "I can do it".
I can live with optimism and strength, I can get up again and again after getting knocked down, I can have the courage to choose to walk down unknown paths.
#2, Time: 00:03
Thank you everyone for accompanying Zhu Yu till now, I wish all of you great health and happiness everyday❤️❤️❤️
#3, Time: 00:04
Eat well, live well, don't give up on yourself.
The neighbours would always say that the Fan family was bound to have a steady and peaceful life ahead.
In those days, there was no hardship of separation, only my parents by my side, and my younger sister with me. Those simple, everyday moments were the very picture of happiness I held in my heart.
But that type of life, after all, did not last forever.
Back then, I believed my parents had been killed by mountain bandits. Overnight, only Chang Ning and I were left. The neighbours gossiped a lot, but thankfully Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao were kindhearted and often looked after us. I did my best to hold our family together, taking Ning Niang with me as we moved forward, step by step.
It was also in that snowy year that I met Xie Zheng. Touching the hairpin in his hand, the one my mother had left me, I brought him home.
He didn’t know that salt had to be used sparingly, but he would stay and make cured meat with me; when the Song family humiliated me in public, he stood in front of me and shielded me from all the malice and humiliation; before we went to court, he taught me the country's laws, helping me reclaim the house deed and protect the house; when bandits broke in, even while injured, he stood in front of Ning Niang and kept her safe; when I worked late into the night at Yi Xiang Tower, he would carry a lantern and wait quietly by the roadside for me.
We went to the Lantern Festival together, ate candied hawthorn and roasted sweet potatoes together, sat around the warm stove laughing and having fun…looking back, those days are still my most precious memories.
Later, Xie Zheng was suddenly taken away, and Ning Niang was kidnapped. I searched through the ruins, day after day. Some of the villagers died and others were scattered. For those whose funerals could be arranged, I saw to them one at a time. I don’t know any grand principles, but I know that as long as I held kindness in my heart, dawn will eventually arrive. And when the day breaks, you keep moving forward. Just as my parents used to say, you still have to eat your meals and sleep well, even if the sky falls, you still have to go on living.
My care for my family, and my attachment to Lin’An, have never been my weakness. They are the backbone of the blade in my hand, the reason I can stand back up every time I fall.
Later on, as the smoke of war rose, I gripped the blade my father left me tightly, and from a butcher girl of Xi Gu Alley, step by step, I became a soldier who could stand on her own on the battlefield. I knew then that what I had to protect was no longer just the people by my side. Only by pushing myself harder could I one day bring peace to this land.
Tough grass does not bow, because its roots run deep. I originally grew up struggling in the mud, but all those hardships, only drove my roots deeper into the earth, making me stronger and more resilient.
And I did it. Step by step, I uncovered those who framed my father and brought chaos to the Imperial court. My father's name was finally cleared, his lifetime of loyalty and honourable courage restored. I did not fail the name “Shan Jun” that my tutor bestowed upon me, and my parents in Heaven, can finally rest in peace.
From Xi Gu Alley to the capital, from a butcher girl to General Huai Hua, I may have come a long way, but in the end, I am still the same Fan Chang Yu.
Nowadays, I occasionally reminisce about the past, thinking of the warmth when my parents were still around, of Aunt Zhao’s bowls of hot noodles, of the way Xie Zheng’s lashes would lower as he wrote New Year couplets, of those people that I could not keep by my side…
But when I turn and see Xie Zheng and Ning Niang laughing heartily under the tree, I feel that everything has turned out all right, and that all my efforts made have found their place.
It is precisely these past hardships and moments of warmth, that make me cherish the present even more. Not just the passing of days through the four seasons, year after year, or the setting sun over the vast river, and the galloping horses. Whether it's protecting the smoke rising from the chimneys of homes or facing the winds and swords of battle together, so long as I have the one I love by my side, for this lifetime, it is enough.
#ZhuYuFinale #ZhuYuFinaleToday #ZhuYu#
probably the last one, super long🥹Thank you Zhu Yu for the memories😭❤️
In my limited childhood memories, in my eyes, my father was a hero that stood tall and upright. He would often crouch down, and guide me hand in hand as I practised my swordsmanship, his movements steady and powerful. I would look up at him, my heart filled with admiration. My mother was gentle by nature, she would always smile as she called me “Zheng’er.” In our spare time, she would hold my hand and take me to the courtyard to pick osmanthus flowers. She loved osmanthus cakes the most, and would often make me osmanthus candies.
But in a single night, the Jin Zhou Massacre happened. My father fell in battle on the frontier, choosing death over surrender, guarding the city and holding fast to his loyalty until the very end. I once believed my mother had heartlessly abandoned me and taken her own life. From that day on, I never dared to eat anything sweet again.
In my uncle’s manor, I learned my first lesson. I knew deep in my heart, that if I allowed myself to be weak and easily bullied, no one in this world would come to my aid. So I honed my will day and night, forging myself into a sharp and cold blade.
I inherited my father’s will and went to the battlefield, fighting battle after battle to carve out my own path forward. Not for fame or fortune, but because I never wanted the tragedy of Jin Zhou to ever happen again, and I wished for the civilians to live in peace. I reclaimed Jin Zhou, and set foot once more on that land that was deeply etched into my soul, to honour my father and the fallen soldiers. Walking through battle smoke and moonlight to where I am today, I had always believed I was born for the battlefield, and destined to die on it. I never imagined life could take any other forms.
Until I was gravely wounded and ended up in Lin’An, while my life was hanging by a thread, Fan Chang Yu carried me home on her back. And just like that, in that small yard in Xi Gu Alley, I found a place to stay. Her family had just suffered misfortune, and though her own life was difficult, she still tried her best to earn money to buy medicine for me. Back then, her eyes shone so brightly, and she even said, she would slaughter pigs to support me…
All these years, I forced myself to appear unbreakable. But by her side, it felt as though I could briefly set those burdens aside, and try once more to experience the warmth of this world, to taste the sweetness of life again.
For over a decade on the lonely and cold frontier, I never once felt that I was truly alive. It was only after meeting her, after staying in that small yard filled with the warmth of everyday life, that I realised this world might be worth living in after all.
Later, we parted and then reunited, and step by step became entangled in the old tragedy from 17 years ago. The grudges of our parents’ generation and the complexities of our identities weighed down on us, layer by layer. But thankfully in the end, we still stood firmly together, uncovering the truth of what happened, and finally letting go of all that bounded our hearts.
Now that everything has settled, as I look back, this life has been filled with those who treated me with sincerity. My father taught me to stand upright and just, and my mother loved and protected me; Grand Tutor Tao was both teacher and friend, guiding me in cultivating a righteous mind and learning how to discern truths. My uncle and General He trained me and gave me my skills. Gongsun Yin and the Grand Princess stood with me, united for the people. The soldiers of the Xie army stayed by my side through life and death, never once betraying me.
And Chang Yu, she saved me, and she loved me. In this life, I will never fail her, till death do us apart.
In the past, I stood alone on the distant frontiers.
Now, I have people by my side. If war happens again, we will go to battle together, to protect this land beneath our feet and the countless civilians behind us, even if it costs us our lives, we will have no regrets.
If the world remains at peace, we will stay in this small yard. On clear spring days, we will write New Year couplets and watch fireworks fill the sky. On rainy summer nights, I will be her teacher and teach her to read and write, accompanied by the sound of insects. In the crisp autumn air, we will roast chestnuts and bake sweet persimmons. In the cold of winter, I will help her make cured meat, and we will wait quietly for the snow to fall upon our shoulders.
As the seasons turn, year after year, life after life.
#ZhuYuFinale# #ZhuYuFinaleToday# #ZhuYu#
Probably the final one, it's super long🥹Thank you Zhu Yu for the memories❤️