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Chapter 335 Senior Veteran

"Thank you, thank you for liking it." He Daqi took the photo handed to him by the girl opposite him, signed his name, and thanked her with a smile.

"Qi Jun, may I take a picture with you?" The girl, Xi Zi, clutched the photo to her chest, asking with expectant eyes.

“Okay, is this your friend? Is this a Polaroid camera? Come closer, let’s make a V sign, yes, yes, all right.” He Daqi cheerfully put his arm around the girl’s shoulder and leaned closer to make a peace sign.

"Kawaii!" The girl's friend exclaimed, gazing at He Daqi in the photo with a hint of infatuation after taking the picture.

Seeing the two little girls jumping and skipping excitedly with the photos in their hands, He Daqi smiled and continued signing autographs.

A moment later, the female host, wearing a green sweater and sporting a sweet smile, finished interviewing Sun Yizhen. Seeing that there weren't many girls left surrounding He Daqi in the movie theater asking for autographs, she immediately led the photographer over: "Hello! May I interview you?"

“Okay!” He Daqi nodded with a smile.

This was a pre-arranged publicity campaign; even the questions and answers were prepared in advance, so the question-and-answer session was very fast on both sides.

After the process was completed, He Daqi thanked the camera and, seeing that Sun Yizhen had already left, turned and prepared to walk out without looking back.

"Qi Jun! Qi Jun! Please wait a moment!" The female host, wearing a green sweater, abandoned the cameraman and hurriedly chased after He Daqi, calling out as she ran.

"Is there anything else?" He Daqi stopped in surprise. Everything had been arranged perfectly, so there shouldn't be any other problems. That's why He Daqi was now a little confused.

"Qi Jun, don't you remember me? Three years ago, your wife came to hold a concert, and I hosted one of the shows. You even chatted with me for a bit."

Upon hearing this, He Daqi carefully examined the female host in the green sweater, and his memories slowly surfaced. When he came to visit with Zhou Huimin, one of the concerts was indeed hosted by a young girl. At that time, the girl seemed to be underage, and he had even chatted with her for a few minutes.

"Ah, right, you are...you are Ishihara Rimi, right?"

“Yes, Qi-kun! I was just about to remind you again, but I didn’t expect you to have such a good memory. You can still remember me even though we only met once three years ago.” Hearing He Daqi say her name, Ishihara Rimi nodded happily.

"Haha, it's mainly because you're so pretty and cute that I remember you so well. Three years have passed, you must be an excellent host now, right?"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Qijun. My hosting of your wife's concert was arranged by the company. My main job isn't hosting; I'm an actor like you. I only heard about this interview assignment with you by chance at the TV station, so I volunteered to recommend myself and took on the task. I'm also a fan of yours. Could you please sign an autograph and write a message of blessing for me? Please!"

After Ishihara Satomi finished speaking, she bent down and handed a photograph to He Daqi with both hands outstretched.

He Daqi took it and started writing quickly, saying as he wrote, "Then I wish you success in your career, that you become a big star soon, and win the Best Actress award."

"Thank you for your blessing, Qijun. I wish you and your wife a happy and fulfilling life."

"Then thank you too."

He Daqi handed over the autographed photo, waved to Ishihara Rimi, and turned to walk outside.

I was about to ask Sun Yizhen if she wanted to drink that night when I got in the car, but before I could even open my mouth, my phone rang.

He took it out and saw that it was a call from Liu Ying.

"Daqi, are you done with your work? I called you to ask for your opinion. Didn't Wang Rui give you the rights to 'Eternal Love'? We haven't been able to get a mainland release yet, so I wanted to ask you whether to continue the application or give up on the mainland release."

He Daqi clicked his tongue, feeling that it was probably hopeless. After all, the subject matter of "Dragon City Years" was quite sensitive. After a moment's thought, he replied, "Sister Liu, if we really can't get the approval, then let's release it in November. It's been delayed long enough, and we've done our best. We can't let it drag on until December to participate in the free-for-all, can we?"

"Okay, I'll arrange it as soon as possible." Liu Ying replied and hung up the phone without saying anything more.

He Daqi put his phone away, turned to Sun Yizhen and said, "Noona, the roadshow is over. How about a drink tonight? After all, we're all going back to our respective countries tomorrow, and we probably won't see each other for a while."

"The sake here is not good."

"Then let's drink dry white wine or beer."

“Okay.” Sun Yizhen nodded with a smile, then said with some emotion, “I really didn’t expect the movie ‘Out of the City’ to do so well at the box office in Japan. To be honest, the movie is really just average. Even the director himself probably didn’t think it was going well. When you contacted Executive Director Li to arrange for me to come here for the roadshow, I thought you were joking.”

He Daqi smiled and said, "Life is full of surprises. If everything could be predicted, what would be the point of life? We always have to hope for some unexpected things to happen, otherwise it would be too boring."

"That's true. By the way, how's the kitten? My friend calls me all the time to ask. She's worried that you won't be able to take care of it. She's told me more than once that if you don't like the cat anymore, you should send it back, and she can keep it."

"Don't even mention it. When Zhou Huimin is at home, she holds the cat all the time. If it weren't for the fact that we're in Japan and it's inconvenient for her to be here, she would want to hold that cat around 24 hours a day. That little cat is getting a bit mushy. It just eats and sleeps all day and doesn't like to move. It only runs around when it's playing with the two kids."

Sun Yizhen probably imagined the scene and covered her mouth, laughing softly.

……

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Having lived in Beijing for three years, Zhou Huimin's return to Hong Kong now feels somewhat like returning to her hometown after being away for so long.

There are some things that you get tired of eating regularly, but you start to crave them if you don't eat them for a long time, such as beef offal and fish balls, or roast meats and wonton noodles.

"Daqi, I can't eat anymore."

"bring here."

He Daqi had only eaten a small portion of the beef offal when it reached his hands. He wolfed it down, eager to finish the meal quickly.

"Daqi, I can't eat anymore."

“…Bring it here.”

Looking at the half-eaten fish balls in his hand, He Daqi hesitated for a moment, but eventually finished them slowly.

"...Daqi."

"Don't look at me, if you can't finish it, just take it with you. I can't eat anymore either." "Okay." Zhou Huimin put the skewers back into the bag, then turned to look at the teppanyaki at the night market and couldn't bear to leave.

He Daqi didn't bother to say anything, so he just carried a bunch of snacks and followed Zhou Huimin around the night market with her.

It doesn't matter, it's okay to buy too much.

Anyway, the couple is both incredibly lazy. Even if they buy a bunch of random snacks at the night market tonight, they can just put them in the fridge and that's it. They just need to stay home tomorrow and eat the snacks as their main meal.

Or when drinking ice-cold beer at night, He Daqi can also eat these things with his drinks, watching TV while eating, and before he knows it, they're gone.

After a while, Zhou Huimin happily took a bite of the grilled squid. Her eyes narrowed with delight. She held it to He Daqi's mouth so he could take a bite too. Just as she was about to say something, she noticed that the two of them were carrying a lot of things. Zhou Huimin stuck out her tongue with a grin.

She probably realized she'd bought a lot of stuff, so she strolled slowly beside He Daqi in her flip-flops, talking as they walked:

"When I was little, my family was poor. From as far back as I can remember, my mom and I lived in a wooden house in Kowloon. Every time I saw a street stall selling beef offal and fish balls, I would always be incredibly tempted."

Kowloon was incredibly chaotic back then, more chaotic than you can imagine. Children born there really saw everything. When I was five, I dared to go mushroom picking in the mountains with a group of older kids. Later, when I got a little older, I dared to go by myself.
Honestly, the most delicious things I remember are just a few: the beef offal and fish balls that always make my mouth water, and the stir-fried mushrooms with meat or braised fish with mushrooms that my mom made with the mushrooms I picked.
Oh, right, back then fish weren't worth much. The docks were full of small, miscellaneous fish that fishing boats would discard after bringing back their catch. I often went with a few friends to collect a bunch of these small fish, wash them in the water, and then go home so our parents could cook them for dinner.
Sometimes when I was unlucky and didn't catch any fish, I would smell the fish that my neighbors were cooking next door and I would be incredibly envious. I would keep muttering to myself, "How come this shabby wooden house can't block out any smells? I can smell everything that other people are cooking." Haha, I still don't understand why I was so greedy when I was a kid.

So many years have passed in the blink of an eye. The resentment I felt for the wooden house back then led me to buy many, many houses in Hong Kong, including a villa for my mother. But some things can never be regained. After I became famous, I bought mushrooms and fish several times and asked my mother to cook them for me, but no matter how I ate them, I could never taste the original flavor.

However, I've always loved beef offal and fish balls. Since I was little, I'd only ever seen them but never actually eaten them, so I didn't know what they tasted like. The first time I was recognized while eating beef offal on the street, my fans were incredibly surprised. They probably never imagined I'd be eating beef offal and fish balls on the street.

As Zhou Huimin spoke, she disregarded the things she was carrying and took He Daqi's arm, pressing her face against his.

Lost in her memories, Zhou Huimin smiled and slowed her pace. She probably forgot that because she hadn't wiped her mouth while eating and hadn't pulled her mask down, she had rubbed several oily marks on He Daqi's white t-shirt. However, one side of her lip was wiped quite clean.

He Daqi inadvertently turned his head and saw his clothes in this state, and immediately looked disgusted. After Zhou Huimin finished recalling, he said sarcastically:

"It's all thanks to Sister Zhou's experience. What do these young girls know? They haven't experienced the wisdom of life. They're so naive and clueless. They can't compare to someone like Sister Zhou who has lived through the previous generation."

"He Daqi!" Zhou Huimin called out He Daqi's name word by word.

"What's wrong?" He Daqi asked with a smile.

Zhou Huimin turned her head and glared at He Daqi, gritting her teeth as she said, "If I don't squeeze you dry tonight, I'm not a Zhou!"

Zhou Huimin wasn't joking; she was really determined. After the two went back, she immediately pulled He Daqi back to the bedroom.

It's a pity she underestimated He Daqi...

As a result, the two of them didn't get out of bed until the afternoon of the next day, and were only awakened by the ringing of their cell phones, at which point they opened their eyes in a daze.

"Hmm~ What time is it?" He Daqi asked, straightening up slightly.

"I don't know, don't ask me. Hurry up and take your phone outside to answer the call. I want to sleep a little longer."

He Daqi got up, stretched, and casually strolled out of the bedroom with his phone in hand.

"...Hey, Brother Gu, what can I do for you?"

"Qi-zai, didn't we agree to have tea together before the premiere this afternoon? The premiere is about to start, why aren't you here yet?"

"Huh?" He Daqi glanced at the clock in the living room and realized it was already past four in the afternoon. He quickly made an excuse, "Sorry, Brother Gu, there's been a little problem with the stylist I contacted. I'm still waiting for him to arrive. You guys have your drinks first, I'll meet you at the movie theater later."

"Okay, call me if anything comes up. If the stylist really can't make it, I'll help you find another one."

"No need, we should have enough time."

After hanging up the phone, He Daqi rushed back to his bedroom and went into the bathroom to wash up.

After getting him all done, he called the stylist he had arranged to meet while walking to the bed and slapping Vivian Chow's buttocks twice through the blanket.

"What are you doing!" Zhou Huimin angrily grabbed a pillow and threw it at He Daqi.

"It's all your fault!"

"What happened and you blame me for everything?!"

He Daqi didn't answer her because the call had been connected, and he took his phone to the living room to talk to the stylist.

It's funny, even though "Miracle in Cell No. 7" and "Election" were filmed around the same time and wrapped up around the same time, "Miracle in Cell No. 7" has been released for nine months, while "Election" has only just held its premiere and hasn't even started its promotional tour yet.

Fortunately, the film has already recouped its costs. It made back its production value just by selling the rights at Cannes, and every penny it earns now is pure profit. Otherwise, if it weren't for the time wasted on special effects, very few commercial films would be shelved for so long.

He Daqi is quite dedicated this time. After all, when "Miracle in Cell No. 7" was released, these Hong Kong actors did a great job, running around the country during the Lunar New Year to help with promotional tours.

Now, all that's needed for Lung Shing Years is to run a few more shows in Hong Kong. If Ho Tai-kei doesn't take this opportunity to repay the favor, then his reputation will probably be ruined, and it's uncertain whether others will help him repay the favor in the future.

After arranging a meeting with the stylist, He Daqi hurriedly changed his clothes in his bedroom and then went over to shake Zhou Huimin.

"Get up quickly, it's past four o'clock. Come with me to get your hair and makeup done. The premiere of 'Longcheng Years' is at six o'clock this evening, time is tight."

"Around four in the afternoon?"

"Nonsense, the sun at four in the morning? Do you think this is North Korea?"

Zhou Huimin sat up listlessly, looked out the window, and then reluctantly went into the bathroom to wash up at He Daqi's urging.

(End of this chapter)