All language subtitles for Love Story in the 1970s Episode 25

=Love Story in the 1970s=

=Episode 25=

(No. 44, Kangnan Road)

Mom, what are we having for dinner?

Zhajiangmian. [*Noodles with fried bean sauce]

Dad,

come down.

Don't fall.

Come.

I'll help you.

Where should I put it?

Here?

- Okay. - All right.

And this too?

I'll move the books a little closer to the outside,

so they're easier for you to reach.

Sure.

- Good. - Okay.

Don't worry about it. I'll tidy up when I get back.

Fang Muyang.

This is where you lived as a kid?

Yeah.

We had a living room.

It was next door.

My parents and my sister

slept on that side of the living room.

My grandma and I

slept on this side.

(Fei) Why is there a "Fei" carved here?

That's your name.

I carved it when I was 16.

I didn't lie to your parents.

I did like you back then.

What are you doing?

I'm carving your name next to mine.

Here.

One, two, three.

In the future,

our child

can witness our love.

Hey.

I'm not finished yet.

Stop carving.

No.

Mom and Dad are here.

Hey.

Dad!

What's wrong?

Dad,

do we have hot water?

Yes.

I'll get the thermos for you.

It's fine. I'll go with you.

(Fei, Fang)

(Jiangnan Municipal People's Hospital)

(Patient: Jiang Fengying, Admission Diagnosis: Intracranial Tumor)

My grandma has high blood pressure.

During anesthesia,

make sure

to keep her heart rate and blood pressure stable.

Monitor her closely.

Okay.

Her heart and lungs aren't good either.

There could be myocardial ischemia or a heart attack during surgery.

You must pay close attention to that risk.

Dr. Huang,

I'm entrusting my grandma to you.

I've only performed one craniotomy before.

You were always the lead surgeon.

Maybe you do it.

Qu Hua

can't do it.

Please go prepare first.

Qu Hua.

Do you want to do

Grandma's surgery?

My dad is right.

I shouldn't.

After Yan's surgery failed,

I didn't touch a scalpel

for a year and a half.

If this surgery fails too,

I don't think

I'll ever step into an operating room again.

I'm asking,

do you want to do it?

I do.

Of course I do.

Grandma's surgery is extremely difficult.

Dr. Huang doesn't have much experience.

If something unexpected happens,

I'm worried Grandma...

Then don't hesitate.

If it were me lying sick today,

I would choose you

without hesitation.

If Grandma could speak today,

I believe she would make the same choice.

Qu Hua,

you love her so much.

Then take on this responsibility.

(Always Be Ready to Make Contributions to the Four Modernizations)

(Application Form) Vice Director Chen,

I'd like to apply for next year's Worker-Peasant-Soldier university quota.

This is my application.

Fei Ni,

I heard you've applied for several years in a row.

Can you tell me

why you want to go to university so badly?

I want to learn more skills

and come back to the factory to contribute even more.

Vice Director Chen.

It's because I like studying.

I like writing.

I want to become a writer.

I'm not saying being a worker is bad.

I do like weaving.

But compared to that,

I want to go to university more.

I'm sorry, Vice Director Chen.

I know this way of thinking isn't right.

It's wrong.

But...

Where do you think you're wrong?

Actively striving to improve yourself

and pursue your dreams.

How could that be wrong?

I know

you've faced a lot of setbacks

because of university.

Take them as tests.

As for next year's Worker-Peasant-Soldier university quota,

after careful consideration

and taking public opinion into account,

the factory leadership has decided

to recommend Comrade Fei Ni

to study in the Chinese Department at Ningzhou University.

I...

What?

Are you not willing?

No, no, no.

I'm willing.

I am.

Thank you, Vice Director.

Thank you.

Don't get too excited yet.

It still has to go through public notice

before it's officially announced.

But during this time,

you can start preparing

to report to the university.

Thank you, Vice Director.

(Jiangcheng Daily)

Your comic serial is about to stop running.

Don't worry.

That's actually good news.

Since it began serialization,

the response has been overwhelmingly positive,

and has received rave reviews.

The organization has decided

to publish it as a standalone volume.

Thank you, Uncle Fu.

Don't thank me yet.

There's just one thing.

The organization

wants Mr. Yuan

to lead the project.

I know you don't like making changes.

That's fine.

Just hand your original drafts over to Mr. Yuan.

Mr. Fu,

I was...

Let me finish.

First,

your right of authorship remains.

Second,

Mr. Yuan's opinion

carries weight here.

As long as you say yes,

you'll become permanent immediately.

I can give up on that.

Young man,

why don't you understand?

You're only able to stay at the paper

because you're drawing under Mr. Yuan.

If he says a word against you,

you'll be in trouble.

Mr. Fu,

I like this publishing house.

I like this job.

But I don't have to stay at all costs.

Fine.

You've got backbone.

You may not care about this job.

But what about your family?

(Your parents just came back.)

(Their job aren't settled.)

(No job means no salary.)

(Don't you and Fei Ni)

(want a house of your own?)

Fang Muyang.

Fang Muyang,

I have good news.

Vice Director Chen recommended me to attend Ningzhou University.

Really?

That's wonderful.

You're going to Ningzhou University.

Ningzhou?

It takes two days by train.

It's fine.

I can come back during winter and summer breaks.

It's just that

if I go to university,

my income will be affected.

You'll have to take care of it.

Fei Ni,

I have good news, too.

Uncle Fu talked to me about becoming permanent.

He said it should be soon.

After becoming permanent,

I might even get allocated housing.

We could have a home of our own again.

Really?

Really.

Fang Muyang,

I truly feel

our life is getting better and better.

Me too.

Mr. Yuan,

I came today

to apologize.

What have you done wrong?

Last time,

you gave many valuable revision suggestions

on my comics.

I was too foolish

to understand them.

So today,

I'm here to ask

for another chance.

These are my revision notes.

That textile factory worker

must be removed.

As we discussed last time,

change her to a hospital nurse.

Revise her story as well.

Make it that she rushed alone to the disaster area to rescue people.

Then have her contact an infection

to show her spirit

of staying on the front line despite injury.

Understand?

Yes.

The protagonist

must have universal representatives.

Delete the surgeon.

The role overlaps with that of the nurse.

And that Guoqiang, he's not typical enough. Delete him.

Especially this description of the real-life prototype

is too long.

Redundant.

Cut it.

Cut it.

Cut this too.

Besides that,

we need creation.

We need ten model figures in total.

Best if one or two

are left disabled from disaster relief,

or even sacrifice their lives.

For those who sacrifice,

ideally, they have two children under five.

When they hear the news of their father's death,

they don't cry.

Instead, they comfort their mother.

"Mom,

don't cry.

When I grow up,

I'll be a hero like Dad." (Watch on www,kisskh,club to support Admin)

That's the only way

to truly move readers.

Understood?

Understood.

Submit the revised draft as soon as possible.

Yes, Mr. Yuan.

(Jiangnan Municipal People's Hospital)

Fang,

what's going on?

Why did Qu Hua

suddenly decide to perform the surgery himself?

I encouraged him.

You!

What if something goes wrong?

He won't recover from it for life.

Dad,

if something goes wrong even with Qu Hua operating,

wouldn't it be even riskier for Dr. Huang to operate?

If Grandma

really had an accident,

do you think Qu Hua

could live with that?

You!

Qu,

Mujing is right.

I believe in Hua.

It'll be fine.

Come, sit.

Mu, this way.

This is the office

of the Mathematics Department at Jiangcheng University.

Currently used by the research group.

(Educators must first be educated.)

These past few years,

we have achieved

some modest results.

At least we haven't disappointed the organization's expectations.

Wu,

arrange a desk for me.

I'd like to study the latest findings as well.

Well...

Don't worry.

Although the university hasn't officially restored my position,

they've verbally allowed me to participate again.

They assigned me a dorm room.

Mu,

that's not what I meant.

Our project team

has a special member.

Who?

Fang Mujing.

Of course,

we could assign Mujing

to another project.

No need.

She does her work.

I'll do mine.

(Unite and Achieve Greater Victory! Staff Family Housing Compound)

Ye Feng.

Ye Feng.

When you meet Ling Yi's senior,

be smart.

Do you hear me?

He's someone who can put in a good word for you.

I'm not mute.

I don't need him to speak for me.

Ye Feng,

it was hard for me to build a connection

with Chen Donghua.

I tried for so long

before he agreed to have a meal with you.

Don't ignore it.

He's the secretary to the director of the Textile Industry Bureau.

You have to take this seriously.

Alright, Mom.

If he asks,

just say you're working hard

in the canteen,

but if there's another opportunity,

you'd love to contribute more to the people.

Okay.

Take this.

Say you bought it.

Fine.

You can go.

Bye, Mom.

Alright.

Mom, we're leaving.

Chen.

Ling Yi.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

Let me introduce you.

This is my husband, Ye Feng.

(Chen Donghua) You're Ye Feng from the canteen?

Yes.

Chen,

we brought you a little something.

Just put it there.

Sit.

Ye, sit.

Alright.

Here, have some soda.

Thank you.

Ye.

I'll pour myself.

Thank you.

Ling Yi,

when I went back to school,

Professor Xu praised you highly.

Said that in all these years in our department,

the two best writers

were you

and me.

I'm flattered.

Too much modesty becomes arrogance.

I've read your articles.

Very impressive.

Better than some of the writers in our bureau.

I heard you're going to work in the Publicity Department

of Jiangcheng No. 1 Textile Factory after graduation.

Yes.

Eat the dishes.

Ye, eat some.

Yes.

I was accepted by the factory.

That's good.

Do well. Train yourself at the grassroots level for a few years.

When there's a chance,

you could be transferred to the bureau.

Thank you, Chen.

Actually,

my job isn't urgent.

If there's another opportunity,

could you perhaps help Ye Feng with a transfer?

Him?

To where?

Another canteen?

Chen,

Ye Feng is only in the canteen

because there wasn't a suitable position at the factory.

His mother

once oversaw production.

He's very familiar with light industry operations.

He's also been studying accounting on his own.

If there's an account clerk position,

could you...

Alright.

I'll think about it.

Chen, let me toast you.

Ye, drink.

I'll use the restroom.

Sure.

Ling Yi,

why are you trying so hard

to flatter that Chen Donghua?

You're a woman.

Isn't it humiliating to lower yourself like that?

Lower myself?

Ye Feng,

get this straight.

I'm doing this for your job.

My job is fine.

Besides, I don't know accounting.

Even if he transferred me,

I couldn't do it.

Then learn.

Are you planning to serve food for your whole life?

What's wrong with that?

I didn't want that job in the first place.

You all persuaded me to take it.

Now that I've finally gotten used to it,

you want me to switch to accounting.

I'm telling you,

if you want to go, you go.

I'm not going.

And you don't ask your senior for me.

I don't care.

You're back.

Did it go pretty well?

You were gone quite a while.

It was okay.

What do you mean by okay?

You're

sweating.

You went to play basketball again?

Just a little while.

A little while?

Weren't you meeting Ling Yi's senior?

Why did you play basketball instead?

Mom,

that guy...

Mom,

Chen thinks highly of him.

Really?

After dinner,

Ye Feng played basketball with him.

He said Ye Feng's smart.

Working at the canteen is a waste of talent.

He suggested that he learn some finance,

so he might transfer to an account clerk position later.

That's great.

As expected of the chief's secretary.

He has good judgment of talent.

Ye Feng,

study hard.

Don't disappoint his expectations.

Chen even recommended

some professional books.

Study them.

Principles of Accounting

(Principles of Accounting) is an introductory textbook.

This one covers the basics of abacus calculation,

like addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division.

(Abacus) And some more specialized books.

Read them all.

(Abacus Manual)

And this abacus.

I bought it for you.

Memorize the formulas, and practice often.

You should be proficient in a month.

I'll try.

What do you mean by try?

You must master it.

Ling Yi has paved the road for you.

All you have to do is take a few steps.

Stop playing basketball from now on.

Play with abacus beads instead.

Do you hear me?

Study properly.

(Jiangnan Municipal People's Hospital)

Grandma.

You're awake.

Hua.

You performed the surgery

on me?

Yes.

Good.

Good.

Who's she?

Grandma.

Grandma,

she's my wife,

Fang Mujing.

Grandma.

Fang Mujing.

Beautiful.

Beautiful.

This name

is beautiful.

Mujing,

would you like to hear the story of Yan?

Yes.

This is where we first met.

I was standing

right here.

The scenery then was just like now.

The flowers were blooming.

She walked toward me

like a flower herself.

And...

she became my first love.

Later,

she had a brain tumor.

It was critical.

I performed the surgery.

both my love and my career

failed at the same time.

I admit when I first met you,

I was dazed.

I thought she had come back.

When I started getting close to you,

I did treat you as her substitute.

I couldn't save her,

but at least, I could be good to you.

Have I done my job well

as a substitute?

No.

Not at all.

You shine too brightly.

You could never be anyone's substitute.

You are you.

You are Fang Mujing

and my wife.

I know

when you first married me,

it was because of my family background.

I thought you wouldn't fall in love with me,

and I wouldn't fall in love with you.

But I was wrong.

Fang Mujing,

I've fallen in love with you.

This is where

Yan and I first met.

Now,

I want to formally

say goodbye to her.

After we return to Jiangcheng,

there are some books I'd like to move into your dorm.

Will you give me a hand?

Of course.

(No. 44, Kangnan Road)

You're still drawing?

How many have you drawn?

I won't change.

I look the same.

You look the same.

But the setting is different.

I've never drawn you in this home before.

After you go to university,

I can take them out and look

when I miss you.

I'm just going to university.

It's not like I won't come back.

One semester is four months.

That's too long.

Stop studying for now.

You can study after you enroll.

What are you doing?

What?

It's past 11 PM.

What if you wake your parents?

It's fine. I'll be gentle.

Let go.

Close the curtains.

Okay.

If we reverse

this formula...

Professor Wu, I'm back.

Mujing, you're back.

We've all been waiting for you.

Was Qu Hua's grandmother's surgery successful?

Very successful.

That's good.

I'll get back to work.

Alright.

Ms. Mu,

there are a few papers here you might want to look at.

They're not exactly in your field,

but you can read them.

Mujing,

let me introduce you.

This is Ms. Mu Shanhe.

A senior in the Mathematics Department at Jiangcheng University.

If you have any questions, you can ask her.

Nice to meet you,

Ms. Fang.

Ms. Mu,

I'll be counting on your guidance.

Arriving soon.

Alright.

(Humility Leads to Progress, Pride Leads to Downfall)

Hello.

Heading out?

Check.

What's this?

Check.

(Pawn)

(Soldier) Take it.

(Cannon)

Move the horse to block.

(Cannon, Chariot, Minister)

Slide the cannon across.

(Cannon) That one.

(Cannon)

(Cannon)

A true gentleman watches the game in silence.

Liu, you're right.

He's a true gentleman. He's my in-law.

(Cannon)

(Chariot)

(Cannon)

(Cannon) Check!

- Continue. - I'm done.

Don't go.

It's your turn.

Fang,

sit.

You're really good at Chinese chess.

Your son's impressive.

You're even better than him.

I taught him.

Really?

If so,

could you teach me?

Sure.

Here's the thing.

I don't take advantage of people.

You

teach me chess,

I'll teach you Tai Chi.

Tai Chi?

Ms. Mu.

I have a question.

It's about twin primes.

Leave it there.

I'll come find you after I finish reading.

I went to your dorm earlier,

but you weren't there.

(Educators must first be educated.)

Still busy?

Almost done. Wait for me.

We can head home together.

Ms. Fang,

I've marked my notes

on the twin primes issue.

Alright.

Is that your new colleague?

I haven't seen her before.

That's my mother.

Mu Shanhe.

Mujing,

since you're in the same office with her,

apologize to her.

You're family after all.

You don't know her.

The one thing she can't tolerate

is betrayal.

You had your reasons.

Who hasn't had their own reasons?

When my dad was sent to Yunnan,

she could've cut ties with him

and stayed at the university.

But she didn't hesitate

and packed up and went with him.

When Fang Muyang had just finished middle school,

he could've written a statement

and stayed two more years in school.

But he said nothing and went to Great Northern Wilderness.

Only me.

(Thesis Topic and Background)

Dad,

your Tai Chi is getting better.

I'm now the inheritor of Fei-style Tai Chi.

Do you know?

This is your family's ancestral manual.

Your dad passed it to me.

It was his treasure.

You must learn it well.

Don't worry.

I'll cherish it.

Dad,

do you want to have your own manual?

I've barely learned to walk,

and you want me to run?

I'm not talking about Tai Chi.

I mean painting.

You see,

you taught my dad

and Mr. Liu with just a little instruction,

and they're already painting quite decently.

It feels like such a waste

if you only teach them.

I think

you could sort out your insights and publish them.

Let young people who love painting

see your guidance

and advice.

Wouldn't that be meaningful?

(Song Dynasty Poet Huang Tingjian once wrote)

Fei Ni,

I'm not sure

how much of my words

you really understand.

These are things

I've written over the years.

You can take a look.

Also,

you need to study these paintings.

If you're going to organize my writings,

you must have some basic understanding

of Chinese painting.

Otherwise, it won't work.

Alright.

(Painter Qi Baishi) I'll read carefully.

If there's anything I don't understand, I'll ask Fang Muyang.

Don't ask him.

He always slacked off

when he learned to paint as a kid.

His skills aren't great.

If you have questions, ask me.

She doesn't need to ask anything.

Dad,

the person sitting in front of you

is about to enroll

in the Chinese Department.

Having her be your writer

is a bit of a waste.

I wasn't talking about Fei Ni.

I meant you. Your skills aren't good enough.

If my skills aren't good,

it's because you taught me.

What I taught you was traditional ink painting.

The bold freehand style.

What you draw is a comic.

Not good.

I'm making my living drawing that.

If you mastered ink painting,

one painting could earn you the same as ten comics.

Back in the day, someone offered to trade me a car

for my painting...

(The Great Socialist Motherland Is Thriving)

For one, raise one bead.

For two, raise two beads.

For three, raise five and drop

two beads.

For four...

Four...

Four...

Keep going.

Add four.

Four...

I don't remember that.

You've only learned up to three after all this time?

I told you

I'm not cut out for this.

(Abacus Manual) The books you gave me,

(Abacus) I can't get through a single word.

Is it that you can't understand, or you just don't want to?

If you used the time you spend playing basketball to read,

you...

That's impossible.

Although our team has disbanded,

I'm still going to play.

Can't you show a little ambition?

What are you planning to do for the rest of your life?

I'm working as a worker.

What's so unambitious about that?

If you like calculating, then you do it.

Ye Feng!

What's wrong with you?

Are you planning to spend your whole life cooking?

I'd rather cook than fiddle with the abacus.

Whoever wants to calculate can do it!

Ling Yi,

don't be mad at him.

I'll talk to him later.

(Based on Zhang Hua's text, Gu Kaizhi adopted a horizontal scroll format)

Not bad.

When I first wrote it, there were a few parts

I wasn't satisfied with, so I took the liberty of revising them.

You think it works?

The revisions are good.

Very specific and accurate.

Then from now on, every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday after work

will be our working time.

Alright.

It's settled.

Good.

Dad.

You told Fang Muyang

that the comic isn't as good as ink painting.

I think

comics can be meaningful, too.

Fang Muyang puts a lot of heart into it.

There should be draft sketches at home.

I'll find them for you.

Show me.

Here.

Are these his drawings?

Yes.

Not bad.

(Revision Suggestions)

(1. Replace the female textile worker.) These drawings feel grounded

in real life.

(Remove the surgeon. Guoqiang's image lacks strength and may be unnecessary.)

Very good.

♪After the laughter, I think of you♪

♪After the storm, I think of you♪

♪In the little courtyard, there you are dancing♪

♪That earnest you, smiling so innocently♪

♪In spring, I stay by your side♪

♪When summer comes, I watch over you♪

♪In the light of dawn, you belong to me♪

♪At the edge of the world, I will still hold you tight♪

♪There is a small place♪

♪Where they carry big dreams♪

♪Every lovely face♪

♪Shines brightly in the heart♪

♪Even when we collide, we hold our course♪

♪Even when we stumble, we keep our resolve♪

♪My you, walking toward the distance♪

♪Please carry our dreams and let them soar♪