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Chapter 313 Really? I don't believe it!
"Wake up, don't sleep anymore."

"arrive?"

"Not there yet, it should be another hour or so. I can't sleep, will you chat with me for a while?" Zhou Huimin said, fiddling with He Daqi's bangs with her fingers, her tone slightly coquettish.

He Daqi slapped Zhou Huimin's hand away, then rubbed his face and turned to look out the window. The night when the Gallic Rooster took off had now turned into daytime.

The clouds were piled up like cotton candy, obscuring the land and allowing only the view of this vast sea of ​​clouds.

He took out his phone and glanced at it; eight hours had passed since he last checked the time on the plane before falling asleep.

"What are you going to talk about?" He Daqi turned around and asked, squinting his eyes.

Zhou Huimin didn't know what to talk about, but she woke He Daqi up. Seeing that He Daqi was squinting, she was afraid that he would fall asleep again, so she randomly picked a topic.

"I crossed the Gallic Rooster off my travel list. Although we didn't get to see much this time, it's nothing compared to the big cities. I reckon the other places aren't that great either. Do you remember on the first day we went, we went to the shopping street to take a bus for a stroll, but when we got to the bus stop I didn't want to take it anymore, and then we went to the beach?"

"I remember, what's wrong?" He Daqi had just woken up, and his voice was a little nasal.

"That bus stop reeked of urine, it was disgusting. And the river we passed was so green it was almost black. I even suspect that the French just dumped their sewers into the river and discharged them into the Mediterranean Sea." Zhou Huimin became more and more disgusted as she spoke, her little face scrunched up in disgust.

He Daqi opened his eyes upon hearing this and burst out laughing at Zhou Huimin's current appearance.

"I knew it! Why did you suddenly change your mind and rush me back? You were just saying you wanted to take advantage of this trip to France to see the Eiffel Tower and go boating on the Seine. Turns out it's because of this? Did you get carried away by a travel magazine and really think that place was full of romance and beauty?"

He Daqi's smug laughter annoyed Zhou Huimin, who angrily punched him and said fiercely with her little nose wrinkled, "Stop laughing!"

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh."

He Daqi said he wouldn't smile, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and his mischievous look made Zhou Huimin angrier and angrier, her lips pouting so much they looked like they were about to burst.

Because they were on a plane, and the Air China flight attendant next to them knew their identities and was particularly concerned about the situation, Zhou Huimin couldn't make a scene with He Daqi. She could only send daggers through her eyes, trying to stab him in the back.

Time slipped by slowly as the couple bickered with each other.

An hour and a half later, the two exited the Beijing airport and got into their long-awaited nanny van.

The reason why she didn't fly directly from France to South Korea is that Vivian Chow won't be accompanying He Daqi this time. The filming of The Host will wrap up in less than a month, so Vivian Chow wants to stay in China for a while and go to accompany He Daqi when filming is almost finished.

In addition, He Daqi also wanted to make a public appearance so that the premiere rights of "Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuque" could be sold for a good price, so he took the opportunity to return to Beijing with Zhou Huimin.

……

……

In the afternoon, on the third floor of Yonghui Qiming.

He Daqi looked at the pictures on his phone and pursed his lips.

What are you afraid of?

Perhaps there wasn't much else to report, or perhaps Wang Xiaoshuai's scandals were too scandalous to be discussed openly, so the mainland media's main focus shifted to Fan Bingbing's unusual appearance at Cannes.

He Daqi and Zhou Huimin were also caught in the crossfire.

He Daqi's fans are even more abstract. He Daqi himself didn't know that Cannes would release high-definition photos of celebrities on the red carpet, but his fans did.

After seeing He Daqi's makeup and styling in Cannes, his fans had similar thoughts to Zhou Huimin back then, wishing they could lick the screen.

Whether it's on forums or Yabo.com, as soon as someone posts a high-definition photo of He Daqi, a bunch of people instantly send heart emojis with their eyes sparkling.

Now He Daqi is even tempted to post a sentimental message, hoping his fans will focus more on his acting skills and less on his looks.

Of course, this is just a thought; he's not foolish enough to actually post such a comment.

Knock! Knock! Knock! There was a knock on the door.

"The TV station people are here," Liu Ying said from outside the door.

He Daqi put his phone in his pocket and left the office with Zhou Huimin.

The conference room was already quite full. Wu Nannan had made a special trip back from Sichuan, along with Wang Jing, who was waiting impatiently, and staff from Ya Yue.

Wang Jing had been eagerly anticipating this day for ages, and it finally arrived.

He was laughing so hard his eyes were almost closed, his mouth wide open, grinning like a giant chubby doll whose shape had been ruined.

"Let's get straight to the point. Our previous cooperation went very well; otherwise, we wouldn't have paid 10% more than other TV stations for the first broadcast rights. I wonder what your opinion is on our proposal?"

"I'm sorry, Daqi's schedule is a bit inconvenient. He's flying to South Korea tomorrow, so he can't do any interviews or variety shows right now. He'll be free next month, and Bai Yulan will be there too. If possible, how about we record the show on that day?"

Hearing the conversation between the Shanghai TV station's film purchasing director and Liu Ying, Wang Jing blinked his small eyes and looked back and forth between the two suspiciously.

"Wait, is there something in here that I don't know about?" Wang Jing asked.

The film purchasing director from Shanghai gave Wang Jing a strange look, then chuckled and explained:

“We came here once before, and our proposal at that time was that as long as Daqi was willing to come and record a season of variety shows, we could increase our offer by 30%. Of course, it didn’t matter if we didn’t record a whole season. If Daqi was willing to come to Shanghai to record an interview program and participate in a variety show before the premiere of Xiaoyuer and Hua Wuque, we could increase our offer by 20%. However, this time the Bai Yulan Awards ceremony will be held after the TV series premieres, so it seems that we can only agree to a price 10% higher than the market price.”

Is that even possible?!
Wang Jing's eyes widened in surprise.

He looked at Liu Ying with a bitter and resentful expression, then thought about it and realized she was just an employee. So he looked at He Daqi instead.

Right now, he really wanted to crack open He Daqi's head to see how much water had gotten inside. Why would he refuse free money?
They didn't even know this proposal had been made, so how can they consider me a partner? They have money and you don't even...

As he thought about it, Wang Jing became discouraged again.

Damn it! It seems like Vivian Chow and David Ho are really not short of money now.

Wang Jing had known He Daqi for several years, and had even worked with him on a film for half a month. He had a pretty good grasp of He Daqi's temperament; on set, this guy would rather lie down than sit. Getting him to film a variety show, unless it was a food or travel program, would likely require checking if he had enough rest time. Thinking of this, Wang Jing asked, "What kind of variety show do you want Daqi to participate in?"

"I'll be the chief judge for 'My Style, My Show'," the film purchasing manager said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Wang Jing immediately gave up.

Forget it, He Daqi definitely won't go.

Fortunately, Zhou Huimin's praise for his cleverness was not unfounded. Wang Jing's eyes lit up and an idea popped into his head.

"If I remember correctly, Daqi's song 'Yellow Race' hasn't had a music video yet, right? How about I use the footage from 'Little Fish and Flower Without Flaws' to edit a music video for him, and then we can see if we can discuss the price?"

"Yellow race?"

"Yes, it's the ending theme of The Little Fish and the Flower Without Flaws. Give me two days, and I can edit the music video into a trailer. That way, you can use it to play on variety shows or music programs. Oh, and we can also do this: I can invite the other male lead to participate in an interview program, and the female lead besides Vivian Chow can also go. When they talk about Daqi on the program, we can put the music video aside for a while."

To be honest, Wang Jing's suggestion really appealed to the film purchasing director.

He looked at Ho Tai-kai and Chow Wai-man, wondering if they had any objections.

Zhou Huimin still had some humanity left and didn't linger on this matter. She waved her hand dismissively: "This idea was Wang Dao's own, and he's also the one doing the work. This is a separate project, so you can discuss it yourselves and we won't get involved. But, Fatty, you have to remember to pay Daqi's copyright fee. You can't use the song for free; half the market price will do."

This was a way to make up for the losses Wang Jing had suffered due to the repeated delays, and now the light in Wang Jing's small eyes had returned.

"Okay! I knew you were beautiful and kind-hearted, little Jew."

Seeing Wang Jing start to lie through his teeth for such a small amount of money, He Daqi clicked his tongue and curled his lip.

……

……

Directly beneath the Hanjiang Bridge, two kayaks were tethered to the protrusions of the bridge piers.

Three people were sitting on small stools on the edge of the bridge pier, with several plastic boxes next to them containing picnic tools and ingredients.

"I told you this was a great fishing spot. What do you think? Wasn't my judgment good?"

He Daqi was radiant and beaming with joy.

There were already three fish in the net that stretched from the bridge pier into the river at my feet.

"Just lucky, what's there to be proud of?" Yi Jijun caught one less fish than He Daqi, and when he heard He Daqi's smugness, he retorted disdainfully.

"It's alright. I didn't expect to be able to fish here if Daqi hadn't mentioned it." Sun Yizhen gave a mediocre rating with a smile. She was the luckiest, comparable to He Daqi and Yi Jijun combined.

Ever since filming began on The Monster, He Daqi had been dreaming of going fishing there. Now that filming is almost over, he has finally fulfilled his wish, and he is incredibly satisfied.

Even if he doesn't catch a single fish today, he'll only blame himself for his poor skills, not for his bad judgment. Not to mention that with a pretty good catch now, he's in an incredibly happy mood.

He Daqi ignored Yi Jijun's sarcastic remark and cheerfully said while holding his fishing rod, "I'll cook you two a good meal today and let you taste my cooking. I'm not bragging, but my cooking is really delicious!"

“I know that. I thought you were really good at grilling when I had barbecue at your house last time,” Sun Yizhen echoed softly.

Yi Jijun turned his head to look at the box behind him, shook his head, and said, "Forget it, the alcohol stove isn't powerful enough. It's okay for making soup, but it's just so-so for other things. Let's just go to the shore and find a restaurant to eat at later. Let them cook the fish in the kitchen. Daqi, if you really want to show off your skills, next time we'll get a gas stove and a small gas cylinder."

“…Alright then.” He Daqi also looked back at the tools and felt that what Yi Jijun said made sense.

The weather in late May is generally quite nice, with pleasant temperatures and no wind or waves.

Of course, this refers to the north, such as places at latitudes like Beijing and South Korea.

If this were in the south in late May, the weather would have already gotten hot, and there might even be thunderstorms every day.

The three people under the bridge were comfortably enjoying this leisurely moment, chatting casually, their conversation basically going on and on about whatever came to mind.

At this moment, Yi Jijun seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly looked up at the bridge, pondered for a moment, and then said, "What kind of catastrophic weather or event do you think would be needed to destroy this bridge above us?"

Sun Yizhen didn't know why Yi Jijun was asking this. She looked up and didn't see anything wrong with the bridge, so she said, "I don't think a flood is likely. The Hanjiang Bridge was built with floods in mind, so the piers are very deep and have been specially reinforced. The platform we're on now is reinforced."

He Daqi had no interest in the topic and said nonchalantly, "Just give me a Tsar Bomba, and I guarantee this bridge will disappear completely."

“Nuclear war? That’s not a bad idea. And what Yi-jin just said about floods not working, is that possible too? As I said before, let’s use our imagination for catastrophic events, like the giant waves caused by a super typhoon or the tides caused by the moon deviating from its orbit. In such cases, floods should be able to destroy this bridge.” Yi-ji-jun’s voice grew softer and softer as he spoke, until he started muttering to himself.

Seeing Yi Jijun deep in thought, He Daqi asked in confusion, "Old Yi, why are you researching this if you have nothing better to do?"

Yi Jijun was silent for a while before explaining, "I have an idea in my mind. It's for a disaster movie. I just imagined a few scenes. The bridge is about to collapse, and the male protagonist is hiding on it, jumping around repeatedly."

After hearing what Yi Jijun said, He Daqi turned his head and began to carefully examine the size of the bridge. After making a mental estimate, he shook his head in strong disapproval.

"It's unlikely. If it's a flood that's tens of meters high, it might just submerge the bridge, but it's unlikely to collapse. This bridge looks really sturdy to me."

"What if it were a giant wave hundreds of meters high? What if the bridge was under repair at the time?"

"You're being a bit stubborn. Where did this hundreds-of-meters-high wave come from? Besides, this kind of bridge can't be used by vehicles when it's under repair, right?"

I really don't know if it's Yi Jijun who's being stubborn or He Daqi, but Yi Jijun is getting a bit carried away by He Daqi's questioning.

"I'm not going to argue with you anymore. You won't believe me no matter what I say, and you keep questioning me. Do you know that in 1958, the Alaskan tsunami reached a height of over 500 meters!"

"Is this fake? Who gave you this data? Did the people in the Bald Eagles say it?"

"I told you, I'm not going to argue with you anymore!"

Sun Yizhen watched as the two bored individuals started bickering and chuckled, covering her mouth with her hand.

(End of this chapter)