There was a saying: You could hit someone, but not in the face; you could expose someone, but not their shortcomings!
With Hao Mei right there, Nie Xiguang couldn't answer the question outright, so she looked to him.
Hao Mei was thick-skinned. He'd gotten a raise today and was about to enjoy a fancy meal, so he was in high spirits and didn't care in the least. "It's a long story!"
Er Xi immediately chimed in, "Then make it short!"
Hao Mei had been about to keep them guessing, but her retort left him speechless. Seeing how interested the girls were, he laughed and told them what had happened.
When he finished, he added indignantly, "You're all girls, so tell me: doesn't the name Hand Can Pluck Stars sound like a girl's name?
After all, don't you usually like looking at the stars and the moon and things like that?"
Nie Xiguang had heard Wang Yue tell the story, but she'd thought it was just a story. She hadn't realized it was true!
Now that she'd heard the real-life version, Nie Xiguang couldn't help laughing. But she soon realized that might be impolite, so she smoothly picked up where Hao Mei had left off.
"If it were simply about stars and the moon, of course girls would like it!
But Hand Can Pluck Stars clearly suggests the loneliness of standing high above everyone else. It conveys grandeur and solitude, not something girls would like."
Hao Mei still wasn't convinced. "But isn't there a poem that says, 'The tower stands a hundred feet tall; with my hand, I can pluck the stars'? Isn't that incredibly romantic?"
Nie Xiguang smiled and shook her head. "Mr. Hao Mei, that poem describes a tower. The stars and the moon aren't the point!"
Seeing Hao