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Whom do you think that the princesses in a tower describes?
When I first heard about the princesses in a tower,
I felt that they may be a group of princesses that are too high to touch,
the princesses in the fairy tale.
But then I looked it up.
Actually it means the ladies these days similar to me,
who are committed to their job.
They may have felt that they're at a certain level in a job, but want to be even higher.
Their partner selection criteria is also different,
and they slowly build themselves up and trap themselves in this tower.
They may feel the men at the bottom seem too low to catch up.
Then what should they do?
I feel that the princesses in a tower shouldn't give up their bread for love,
but it would be better to have both.
Am I asking for the impossible?
Excuse me, Older Sis Jia Ru. It is about time. There are three minutes to live.
Okay. Then, excuse me.
Older Sis Jia Ru, this is the script for later.
Then, this news we're reporting today is about the late marriage among working women.
After you enter the studio, the director will explain it to you again.
All right.
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Good afternoon, viewers. Welcome to this period of news broadcast.
I am Zhang Jia Ru.
Let's look at this first. Along with the change in times,
the average age of women's first marriage will go over 30 years old.
According to the statistics from Ministry of the Interior,
the average age of the women's first marriage up to now is 29.5 years old currently in 2017.
However, such a trend is going to change every five years
so it is forecast that the trend there in a few years is going to be about 30 years old. And the reason that causes it...
Birdie Girl, Bai Bai, it's already 11 a.m.
Act quicker!
Hello. Why does my silver bracelet disappear?
Which bracelet?
There were four bracelets in one set.
We bought it in Bali. The silver one.
That was not bought in Bali.
It was during the time when we were appreciating the sakura in Japan. (TN: sakura are Japanese cherry blossoms)
You lost a bet but he gave it to you as a gift.
I don't care about that. Any way, my silver one is lost. Did you see it?
Didn't you vomit the day before yesterday?
Go take a look at the toilet. Is it near the toilet bowl?
Told you not to drink so much.
In order to give herself a wider perspective and more freedom in this era,
a girl will pull her skirt higher and higher
and firmly climb up to the tower with every hardworking step.
Although it may be a little tiring and breathless, it doesn't need the mercy and rescue of the man.
You and I can both be the princess who is in charge of our her life.
I've found it!
Birdie Girl, Bai Bai, It is 11.55 a.m. already.
- Are you two ready? - Ready!
Wow. Your breast is almost coming out.
Wow. You have dressed too—
- You are dressed like a bridesmaid. - We're late.
- Looking good! - We're late.
Switch off the lights. Switch off the lights.
Hold on, hold on, wait a second
Where is my cell?
Hurry up, Wang Mi Na.
First floor. First floor. Hurry.
- Look at you. - It seems that this place is going to be exposed.
What are you doing? I am going to be totally exposed.
Quick, tidy up for me.
- Run. Run. - Hurry.
Quick. Quick, we won't catch the taxi.
He'll wait for us, right?
- I don't know. - He should.
Why are we always in such a rush?
Faster!
- I really can't run anymore - My feet really hurt.
What? Where's the taxi?
He didn't stand us up, did he?
It's all because you forgot your phone.
It only took me a few seconds to get my phone. What difference would it make?
- How is there not a difference? - Forget it! Hurry and call another taxi.
An empty taxi!
Wait a minute. Wait a minute!
But no matter how times change,
before the princess gets out of a fairy tale,
it's hard for her not to be bounded by some sort of fates.
For example, the hateful chimes at 12 o'clock.
There are five more minutes until Christmas.
College of Dormitory ----> <------ College of Public Affairs <------ College of Law
- Hello, Bai. What's up? - Where are you?
We've passed Zhishan Building.
Hurry up or you'll be late.
What's this?
Didn't you agree that you will help us buy some time?
I did.
I turned the clock backward five minutes when Stepmom was in the restroom.
[Holding urine for an extended period of time harms your body. Holding urine or stool...]
How is five minutes enough?
What I did was already amazing, okay?
It's not like you don't know how smart Stepmom is.
Hurry and run. Don't talk uselessly. Hurry. Hurry. Hurry.
There are still three minutes until Christmas.
During this cozy and happy silent night before Christmas,
why are we biting our lips and running like mad men across campus?
Yes, that's right.
It is because of curfew.
Our school is well-known for being conservative.
It forces all the freshmen to live in the dormitories.
The dormitories even have curfew.
Stop kissing. Time is up.
Get back to the dormitory quickly.
If one wants to return to the dormitory after 12 a.m.,
they must request before 10 p.m.
Whoever violates will be punished with labor service.
Once a person reaches three records, they will notify the parents.
There is still one minute left before Christmas.
Hurry, hurry, hurry!
Birdie Girl, hurry and get up.
- Get up. Get up. - Don't cry. Be careful.
You guys just go. Forget about me!
- If going, we'll go together. - If dying, we'll die together.
- Hurry up. Hurry up. - Get up.
5, 4, 3,
2, 1.
Happy Christmas.
Time's up.
Stepmom is going to start!
Stepmom is going to start!
It's doomed. It's doomed.
Stepmom wants to take a roll call.
She's taking a roll call again.
Didn't she already do it this week? Why is she doing it again?
Tonight is Christmas Eve. Because a lot of people went out to have fun just like us.
Hurry up, let's go.
So scary.
- Huang Jia Qian. - Here
- Li Xiu Wen. - Here.
- Liu Hui Mei. - Yes.
Chen Ming Jie.
Report to Warden, she has a family emergency.
Her grandmother is gravely sick, so she had to go home.
Being gravely ill?
She told me to excuse her because her grandmother passed away.
Why is she gravely ill again this time?
One must learn how to make the excuse relevant if using an excuse.
- Stepmom isn't here. - Not here.
Hurry, hurry, she's not here. She's not here.
Man. Now we are like Cinderella.
Why?! My mom isn't even this strict to me.
Otherwise, why is her nickname Stepmom?
Hello, Bai. Can you come up with something to buy us some more time?
I fear we have no time. Stepmom picked rooms to take roll call for today.
We're so black. I think she'll soon arrive at our room 314.
What are we going to do?!
If I miss the roll call, it'll be my third time.
My mother is going to kill me for sure. I'm dead.
Back then I told you not to tangle up with that guy from China University of Technology.
You didn't listen. Now whom do you want to blame it on?
- He was trying to pester you so I came to help you. - So blaming me?
All right. Don't argue. I have an idea.
- What idea? - What idea?
- Are you crazy? - What Ge Li says is correct. Are you crazy?
- Don't you have any other solutions? - Right.
- Yes, prepare the masks. - What for?
They are for you to wear when you kneel down at the school entrance to welcome your mother.
I think your idea is very good. Ge Li, let's listen to her.
Hurry up. Hurry up...
Bai, we came up with a plan. The plan is—
Do we really want to do that?
There is a fire.
- There is a fire! - There is a fire.
Please evacuate through the nearest exit.
- Everyone, run! There's a fire! - There's a fire!
Please evacuate through the nearest exit.
Hurry up and run.
There is a fire. There is a fire. Please evacuate through the nearest exit.
- Are they coming. - They are coming.
- Where is she? - These people are too scary.
Where is she?
Bai Ya Xuan! Hurry! Hurry!
- Be careful. Be careful. - Here. Here. Here.
Hurry, hurry, hurry.
Take you shoes off. Take you shoes off.
- Shoes. - Wait. Wait.
- Face mask. Face mask. - Hide the shoes. Hide the shoes.
They are all ripped.
- Is it on my face? - Hair rollers. Hair rollers.
- All done. - Do I look like it?
- It really scares me to death. - Why did it happen?
Quiet, everyone.
There is definitely someone who is playing tricks.
- Don't make eye contact. - Okay.
Lower your head. Lower your head.
Lower.
What if it's a ghost?
- What did you say?! - There is a ghost.
Stop yelling! Silence!
I'll take a look and see if there really is a g-g-ghost.
What do we do?
Who dares to live in?
- Happy Christmas! - Happy Christmas!
We've made it.
We've made it.
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