Sunday 10 March 2019

Zhao Yao novel and drama comparison 2

Update: I realised that someone is translating the novel, rejoice! So I won't be translating the whole novel, I would be translating parts of the novel that I like and are related to what I'm posting, so not all the cute scenes are covered haha. In some snippets, I skipped paragraphs and it would be stated. I would also like to apologise if the quality of this post is not as good (full of grammatical/ spelling errors) as the first part because I am rushing this out literally right before I go overseas. I will come back and review this post and my translations later on.

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Also, I have not listed ALL the differences eg in the previous post. Like when Moqing saved Zhaoyao from Jiang Wu, it actually started raining, so when we learn that he was injured and the rain made it worse, I felt sad. It was also right after saving her that Zhaoyao does the 'my heart hurts' dialogue which happens in a different scene from the novel. The way Zhaoyao seals up Luo Mingxuan is also different.

Friday 8 March 2019

Zhaoyao OST translations + interpretation

The song is Zhao Yao by Chen Chusheng and Hu Shasha.
Zhao Yao, the drama's chinese title, also means ostentatious but in this context I believe the song stands for the main character's name.

Thursday 7 March 2019

Master is old chapter 8 + epilogue (END)

This is the end! I'm not sure if I'll pick up the other stories so feel free to requests other translators to translate the other stories in this compilation. Thank you for all your support!

Friday 1 March 2019

Master is old chapter 7

One more chapter before everything ends! Also if it's not clear, Qinghan switched bodies with the Demon King and not his father Prince Li.

Chapter 7
In the darkness, I dreamt about many past events, and they were all about Qinghan. Actually, if I could keep meeting him, even if I was stuck in dreaming for eternity, I did not mind.

Dreaming and dreaming of the past, they somehow seemed to actually become real. I actually felt someone hold my hand and hoarsely call out beside me, “Master.” It was so regretful, so uneasy, and so upset.