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Chapter 317 Ten Pounds and Above

"Guess who I am? I'll give you three chances."

"I think you've mistaken me for someone else."

"No, that's not right, there are two more times."

"Sir, please let go."

Ning Hao frowned deeply behind the monitor.

Perhaps before filming "Miracle in Cell No. 7," he would have thought this scene was perfect, and then filmed it in one take, immediately preparing for the next scene.

But now his requirements are different. Looking at He Daqi and Huang Bo in the camera, he always feels that something is wrong, but he can't quite put his finger on it.

This scene was originally set when He Daqi had just gotten off the plane and was then targeted by Dao Ge's gang, played by He Bing. Huang Bo, a member of the gang, came up and covered He Daqi's eyes. By the time He Daqi realized what was happening, his suitcase and the taxi he had just hailed were gone.

Now that the car has driven away in the shot, Ning Hao should have called "cut," but he didn't say anything. He just frowned and looked at the screen in thought.

He Bing and Sun Honglei also huddled behind the monitor, thinking that He Daqi and Huang Bo's performance was flawless, and they were somewhat puzzled as to what Ning Hao was currently troubled about.

"Daqi, come and take a look for yourself. I feel this shot doesn't achieve the desired effect," Ning Hao called out, looking up.

He Daqi didn't even bother to go over there, and stood still, slowly asking, "Don't you feel like there's a lack of contrast?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! The contrast!" Ning Hao's mind went blank as soon as He Daqi reminded him, and he clapped his hands.

"Wouldn't it look better if we changed the makeup and styling?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Let's change the makeup and styling!"

"Isn't it more vivid to imagine Bo-ge crouching down while talking to me, covering my eyes?"

Ning Hao fell silent, looking at He Daqi with a strange expression.

Like him, He Bing, Sun Honglei, and other actors who came to watch the excitement also looked at He Daqi, who was standing leisurely in place, with surprise.

That's strange! How did this guy know what kind of footage Ning Hao wanted without even watching the replay?

Could it be because they had worked together several times before and developed a tacit understanding?

"Makeup artist, change Daqi's clothes into something more fitted, and remove the earrings. Also, comb his hair into a slicked-back style. Wait a minute, let me think about it..."

He Daqi interrupted him directly, laughing and saying, "Don't even think about it. Use my own clothes. I have one set that fits me perfectly. And don't slick your hair back..."

At this point, He Daqi turned to look at the crew's support staff and asked, "Where's the lady who did my makeup? Oh, I see her. Put your hands down. I'll teach you a hairstyle later. You can style it according to my instructions. Let's try it out first. If the director isn't satisfied, we can change it."

After He Daqi went to get his makeup redone, the crew fell into an eerie silence.

After a long pause, Sun Honglei finally spoke to He Bing and asked, "Senior brother, what's going on with your nephew? Is Beijing Film Academy this unpredictable now?"

"You're not very knowledgeable, are you? You never saw it when you were at the Youth Art Theatre, and you still haven't seen it even after the Youth Art Theatre merged into the National Theatre of China, right?" He Bing asked seriously.

“I’ve never seen this size before.” Sun Honglei nodded.

“That’s right, you haven’t seen it before. I haven’t seen it either.” He Bing shrugged.

So you're using me as a cymbal?

Sun Honglei scratched his head and suddenly felt that his senior brother's talkativeness was a bit annoying. No wonder the Central Academy of Drama is gradually losing to the Beijing Film Academy. Look at the problems of you guys who are ahead of the curve.
At that moment, Sun Honglei suddenly had the illusion that the heavy mission of carrying forward the Central Academy of Drama had fallen on his shoulders.

After Sun Honglei slowly pulled himself out of his fantasies of striving for self-improvement, He Daqi had already returned with his new look.

His original sunglasses were replaced with gold-rimmed glasses, and his naturally textured permed glasses were styled into a Hong Kong-style slicked-back hairstyle. Coupled with his custom-made dark blue fitted casual suit, He Daqi now exuded an air of sophistication.

In particular, He Daqi has changed his demeanor, giving people a sense of high-end professionalism and reliability at first glance.

"...I don't even dare to touch it, afraid of getting their clothes dirty. You don't even need to guess how cheap these clothes are." Huang Bo finally blurted out this sentence after holding it in for a long time.

Ning Hao didn't reply. At this moment, the logistics department was dispersing the onlookers. Ning Hao also had a chance to come over and look at He Daqi. He felt that Huang Bo was right. He Daqi's clothes didn't look cheap.

"It's okay, Brother Bo. These are my casual clothes, nothing fancy."

"Really?" Huang Bo asked, his face full of disbelief.

"Seriously, it's nowhere near as good as the Benetton outfit you're wearing. I usually wear this when I'm fishing."

……

……

Long club, medium club, short club.

The long, open bucket on the shore was filled with fishing rods.

This is next to the machinery factory rented by the Crazy Stone film crew.

He Daqi had previously promised Ning Hao that he would stay on set for a while longer after filming his scenes, so that he could make an appearance when Ning Hao contacted reporters for publicity.

Ning Hao may not have mastered other skills in Hong Kong, but he definitely mastered the art of filming.

The day before yesterday, Ning Hao filmed the entire series of scenes involving He Daqi's character getting off the plane, having his luggage stolen, and then being swindled by a shady businessman in just half a day.

Yesterday, they filmed the scene where Ho Tai-kai steals gems from the machinery factory; they finished filming that scene in less than a day.

Bored, He Daqi wandered out of the machinery factory to explore, and immediately spotted the stream next to the factory, which looked like a great fishing spot.

Having read a book and only scratched the surface of its meaning, He Daqi was quite confident in his own judgment, which is why he came over early this morning with his fishing gear.

I also ran into another angler who had come early in the morning to bait the spot. Isn't that a coincidence?

This angler was not very old, looking about seventeen or eighteen, and his tools were rather simple, using a thin bamboo pole with a line to get to work.

He looked at He Daqi, who was fully equipped, with envy in his eyes.

He Daqi did not disappoint. Even though there was only one spectator, he happily changed each fishing rod one by one.

I don't know if he came to show off his fishing rod or to feed the fish, but the young man next to him had already changed his gaze from worshipping the expert to watching the newbies.

He Daqi also discovered this fact...

Others are fishing with ease, catching one fish after another, while I feel like I'm just trying to get close to nature. I've already fed them a whole box of bait, but I haven't even seen a single fish's tail.

It's definitely not my fault! Absolutely not!
The fish here probably prefer colorful cotton lines and don't like my professional transparent fishing line.

Unconvinced, He Daqi got angry. He first coughed lightly, attracting the curious gaze of the young man next to him, and then said with a smile, "Young man, how about we switch fishing rods? I also want to try yours. I've been fishing for so many years, but I've never tried this kind before."

How old are you to call me "young man"?
You've been fishing for so many years and you still can't even hold a fishing rod properly. You haven't learned a single trick in all these years. You've been fishing for nothing.
This whole outfit is such a waste to have with you!
The young man next to him stared at He Daqi's youthful face and kept making sarcastic remarks to himself.

Clearly, this young man wasn't a fan of celebrities. Furthermore, since He Daqi didn't do advertisements and he rarely saw He Daqi in his daily life, he had absolutely no celebrity aura towards him. After chuckling to himself that he was a "fool," he readily agreed to He Daqi's suggestion and swapped fishing rods with him.

Another half hour passed.

Looking at the empty box of fish bait he had just fed, and then at the young man next to him who seemed to have divine assistance in his performance, He Daqi couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

It's confirmed! This guy definitely has a secret recipe for his bait!
"Young man, could you give me a ball of your bait? Or can we trade?"

"It's okay, use it as you like."

The young man, who was trying high-end fishing gear for the first time, was having a blast. He generously gave half of his bait, wrapped it in a plastic bag, and tossed it to He Daqi.

Unsurprisingly, He Daqi's hands are kind hands, or perhaps the fish in China are too shrewd, unlike the naive ones in South Korea.

In short, one side keeps feeding and the other keeps eating. If this continues, He Daqi will probably develop a bond with the fish here.

The young man next to him couldn't stand it anymore. "Damn it, you're so bad at fishing, you're a disgrace to the fishing community!"

"You're fishing the wrong way. I can tell you don't even know how to bait the hook, let alone fish. First of all, you need to learn how to hold the rod. The rod shouldn't be stationary; it should tremble slightly. Otherwise, the fish will eat it too easily underwater and won't even bite the hook. They'll just swallow the bait and spit it out without your float moving."

"Then what should we do?"

The young man beside him had already proven his ability, so He Daqi spoke with considerable humility. After all, if you want to learn something from someone, it's good enough if you don't lower yourself.

"Come on, I'll teach you. I've caught enough already, any more and it'll be too much to handle."

The young man's Versailles-inspired remark made He Daqi purse his lips; he'd been tricked!

I must say, this young man not only knows how to fish himself, but he's also quite skilled at teaching others, much better than the half-baked book He Daqi was reading.

He stood beside He Daqi, correcting his mistakes and guiding him on the correct methods. Before long, He Daqi was able to start loading the goods.

He Daqi's satisfaction at this moment was indescribable; it was something he hadn't achieved in a long time!
Although the fish wasn't big, only about ten centimeters long, it was still good that I managed to catch one. At least I held my ground and didn't go home empty-handed.

In addition, the young man next to me taught me a lot of practical skills, so today's trip was quite fruitful.

"Young man, I'll give you one..."

Just as He Daqi was about to offer to give her a fishing rod, a hurried female voice came from not far away.

"He Qiang! You idiot! You promised to come to town with me to buy clothes! What are you doing by the river again? Fishing again?"

Just by listening to that hysterical voice, you can tell this girl is not to be trifled with; she's definitely a real feisty woman.

He Daqi chuckled softly as he looked at the young man's timid and hesitant demeanor.

He's a true expert; he forgot about his date, but he didn't forget about fishing.

"I'll trade my fishing rod for your biggest fish as a thank you for guiding me. What do you think?"

Before the girl arrived, He Daqi whispered a trade invitation to the young man.

"Big...brother, your fishing rod must be very expensive, right? How about this, I'll give you all the fish I caught, and I'll come and teach you how to fish tomorrow. I'll make sure you learn. Otherwise, I'll feel bad exchanging such an expensive fishing rod for just one fish."

"Fine, I won't chat with you any longer. Go and appease your girlfriend, or you'll suffer later."

When it comes to arguing with your partner, He Daqi felt he was a bit more professional than the young man, so he smiled and gave advice.

"Brother, you don't understand. Women shouldn't be spoiled, especially the women around here."

The young man named He Qiang clearly had a different understanding. After responding to He Daqi, he carefully gathered up the fishing rod that He Daqi had given him, and then, without even glancing at his old fishing rod, happily took the new fishing rod and left.

He Daqi smiled slightly and continued to compete with the fish in the stream.

He was very focused, just like someone polishing the gunpowder inside a missile.

By this time, the sun was starting to get increasingly scorching. Even by the stream, the weather in late June wasn't so pleasant.

Thanks to the fact that the novice had plenty of equipment, He Daqi happily started to busy himself with fixing the large sun umbrella to the ground, making sure he was well prepared.

It's a pity that this parasol wasn't put up today.

"Teacher Ho!"

"Teacher He, where are you?"

"Teacher Ho!"

“Great, Teacher He, I’ve finally found you! The director only said you were fishing by this stream, but he didn’t say that the stream was this long.”

The voice came from afar and grew closer. At first, He Daqi didn't realize what was happening and thought it was someone calling out to him.

The production assistant in front of him was the second person to call He Daqi "Teacher He". The first was the production assistant led by Wang Jing in the crew of "The Little Fish and the Flower Without Flaws". To be honest, he was used to being called Daqi by others, so he was a little taken aback when he first heard "Teacher He".

"Don't panic, don't panic, what's wrong?"

"The director said the reporters are coming soon and told me to call you back quickly. Oh my! Teacher He, you caught quite a lot! This big one must weigh over ten pounds, right?"

"...Yes, I'm lucky today."

He Daqi shamelessly claimed the catch of his fellow angler.

After all, exchanging a fishing rod for a bunch of fish is considered lucky, right? Anyway, he only said he was lucky, he didn't say that he caught them himself.

"Wow, Teacher He is amazing!"

"Hahaha, it's nothing special. Come on, lend me a hand and help me tidy up the equipment. We'll take these fish back and let our hired chef work on them so we can add some dishes for lunch."

A moment later, He Daqi, carrying a bag on his back, a large parasol under his right arm, and the largest fish in his other hand, headed towards the machinery factory.

The stagehands behind him were carrying a fish bag in each hand with a bit of difficulty. Looking at He Daqi in front of them, who seemed to be carrying so many things so easily, they were filled with doubt. It shouldn't be like this. How could Teacher He carry so many things so easily?

As soon as He Daqi entered the machinery factory, Sun Honglei saw him and greeted him with a smile, "Daqi's back!"

"Yes, yes, it must weigh about ten pounds." He Daqi answered irrelevantly, holding up the fish in his hand.

I didn't ask that!
Sun Honglei shook his head, somewhat amused and exasperated.

"Daqi, put your things down and let the makeup artist turn them upside down a bit, so the reporters don't take bad pictures of you later," Ning Hao said with a smile as he walked over.

"Yes, yes, definitely over ten pounds."

The fish, lifted high again, stubbornly flicked its tail, splashing a drop of water onto Ning Hao's face, causing his smile to freeze.

(End of this chapter)