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Chapter 370 Too Busy to Remember

Anyone who has ever killed someone knows that when you do it, you have to be ruthless, steady, and calm when dealing with the body.

He Daqi's dark face was now filled with murderous intent. He climbed out of the trench with his gun in hand and charged forward with a ferocious expression.

The explosion nearby went off with a bang, and a clod of dirt splashed into He Daqi's mouth. The earthy taste instantly spread in his mouth, making He Daqi's dark face look even darker.

Although his face showed gritted teeth, He Daqi was quite calm inside.

He vaguely remembered that the first time he acted, he played a Japanese officer, and it was also a scene of charging into battle. However, he killed far more people than this time. Whether they were Eighth Route Army soldiers or Japanese soldiers, he just cut through them like vegetables. Looking back now, he thinks that the production team was really perfunctory.

Now that I'm filming Feng Xiaogang's movies, even fighting a tank takes forever, and there are only about ten teammates with screen time. In the end, one or two of them have to be sent away after each battle. After today's battle, I was left all alone.

"Cut! Passed."

In an instant, those who were charging forward, those who were providing cover with their Type 96 machine guns, those who were lying on the ground with corpses, and those who were crying while holding corpses, all relaxed and huddled together like a group of walking corpses as they walked back.

As Feng Kuzi watched the replay on the monitor, especially when the camera zoomed in on He Daqi's face, he clicked his tongue and exclaimed, "What a great actor!"

Just as the person next to him was about to chime in with a few flattering words, they heard the beeping of a car horn coming from not far away.

Everyone turned to look and saw three cars drive into the film set.

Someone has come to visit the set, some of the veteran crew members thought to themselves. They then wondered what the visitor had brought, but after looking for a while, they couldn't find any other car following the sedan. This made the veterans curl their lip in disapproval. Who is it? So ignorant of etiquette.

He Daqi's attention was also drawn to this, and he was thinking the same thing. He had been rushing around for a while and was thirsty, but the people who came didn't bring anything. They could have at least brought some frozen pears, if not apples.

He wanted to see whose friend was so inhumane.

As a result, a man with a buzz cut and a square face got out of the lead car. Although he was wearing a down jacket, the zipper was not zipped up, and the big gold chain on his chest was swaggering around.

He Daqi pursed his lips in disgust, not expecting that this person had come to visit him on set.

"Hello, Director Feng." Ning Hao led Lu Yang over to Director Feng with a cheerful smile and greeted him.

"Oh! Director Ning! What a rare guest!" Feng Kuzi grinned and shook hands with Ning Hao.

Looking at the young Ning Hao, Feng Kuzi felt a strange sense of unease. Everyone says that the Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves, and each wave is stronger than the last, but it turned out that things were different when it came to him.

Feng Xiaogang is still trying to catch up with Zhang Yimou, but before he knew it, Ning Hao had caught up and even seemed to be surpassing him, which was very frustrating.

It's especially difficult because Ning Hao also directs comedies.

"This is my junior brother, Lu Yang, a very talented young man," Ning Hao introduced to Feng Kuzi, pulling Lu Yang's arm.

Feng Kuzi didn't know Lu Yang at all. When Ning Hao introduced him, he smiled and shook hands with Lu Yang.

"This young man is clearly a handsome and promising young man."

Lu Yang wasn't particularly good-looking to begin with, and these past few days, working overtime every day to finish the post-production of "After My Flowers Bloom, All Others Wither," he lost seven or eight pounds. He already had a somewhat pointed face, and now it's even more obvious. I really don't know how Feng Kuzi could have seen such a handsome man.

The three of them hadn't exchanged more than a few words when He Daqi came over. He nudged Ning Hao, looked up at something not far away, and asked, "Who are those two who came with Sister Liu? They look familiar, but I can't quite place their names."

"Those two? Those two are the new department heads your company promoted after the post-production of our movie. Sister Liu is bringing them over to meet you. They're from the same year as me, so they're your seniors. One's name is Zhou Ning, and the other is Sun Fangfang. They were the top two in the post-production special effects department you taught, and they can lead teams to get jobs." Ning Hao glanced back and said casually.

A new department? Oh! The special effects department.

He Daqi nodded knowingly.

Liu Ying was talking to Yan Jiu not far away and didn't come over, but she noticed He Daqi looking this way, so she smiled and waved as a greeting.

Seeing this, Feng Kuzi wisely made an excuse to leave, leaving He Daqi, Ning Hao, and Lu Yang to talk.

"Wow, it's really cold here! When we came to Beijing it was still in the teens, but it dropped to below zero here. Luckily we were prepared and brought down jackets."

After standing there for a while, Ning Hao stopped showing off and zipped up his down jacket. If the cuffs of the down jacket weren't so narrow, he would have loved to put his hands inside the sleeves.

"So you mean you've finished post-production on the movie?" He Daqi looked at Ning Hao's frozen, childlike appearance and smiled broadly.

"Yes, it's finished. We've shown it to a small group at the company, and everyone thought it was pretty good." Lu Yang waited a while and, seeing that Ning Hao hadn't spoken, replied.

"After I finish filming Assembly, let's get more people to visit the company and give us feedback. If there are any plot points that most people don't approve of, we'll take advantage of the time to revise them."

Hearing He Daqi say this, Ning Hao raised an eyebrow and asked, "When are you going to finish filming Assembly? Don't wait until December to finish filming, or we'll have to revise the plot and rush things out."

"It'll be soon. Filming the war scenes took too much time, so the progress was slow. Filming the drama scenes will be faster. You all know my level. I estimate that if everything goes smoothly, we'll finish filming by the end of November. Besides, even if we change the plot, it will be minor changes and won't take too long."

As they were chatting, Liu Ying led two people over.

"Daqi, this is..."

Before Liu Ying could introduce them, He Daqi interrupted her: "I know, this is Brother Zhou Ning, and this is Sister Sun Fangfang. They are my senior brothers and sisters. I went with them when they went to the school for the interview. How could I forget the people I was interviewing?"

They had only just met He Daqi after Ning Hao introduced them, but now it sounded like he had been paying attention to them all along, which made Zhou Ning and Sun Fangfang a little touched. They didn't realize Daqi had such a good memory.

It's obvious that the two of them aren't familiar with He Daqi. If they were, they would know immediately that He Daqi is talking nonsense.

Liu Ying understood immediately, but she just smiled and nodded, without exposing He Daqi's misunderstanding.

"Daqi, the reason I came with Ning Hao and the other guy is to ask you, now that the post-production of 'After My Flowers Bloom, All Other Flowers Wither' is finished, can we take on special effects production? I'm not in a hurry now, but Wang Jinghua is quite enthusiastic, and it seems like we can bring back quite a few projects."

"Don't take on projects that take too long. It's best if they're done in two or three months. I'm afraid that taking on projects that take too long will cause delays. Starting from now, it will take no more than four months for our new production team to be established. At that time, we can start filming while our special effects department prepares."

"A new production team?" Ning Hao and Liu Ying asked at the same time, and Lu Yang's eyes also lit up.

"Crazy Stone 2? What? Senior brother, you haven't prepared it?" He Daqi looked at Ning Hao in surprise.

He had a good plan: Ning Hao would direct Crazy Stone 2 next year, and then find someone to mentor Lu Yang so he could direct Painted Skin. But now it seems Ning Hao has forgotten about it. He Daqi wasn't wrong; Ning Hao really had forgotten. After filming "When My Flowers Bloom, All Flowers Kill," Ning Hao plunged headfirst into post-production, and even got quite anxious and stressed about the special effects team for a while. Only now, hearing He Daqi mention it, did he remember that He Daqi had discussed this with him before.

However, it seems there's a small problem inside...

Ning Hao scratched his head through his hat, looking somewhat confused, and asked, "Da Qi, is it my memory that's bad, or have you forgotten? I don't remember you giving me the script for Crazy Stone 2?"

"Didn't I give it to you?" He Daqi was slightly taken aback.

“I didn’t give it to you. If you had, I would definitely know. But right now, I only have two scripts you wrote in my office. One is ‘Veteran,’ which is filmed at an uncertain time, and the other is ‘Painted Skin.’” Liu Ying helped them clarify the situation.

Oh no, I completely forgot about that.

Now it's He Daqi's turn to scratch his head.

Ning Hao and his group originally didn't plan to stay too long. They just wanted to visit He Daqi, make a token visit, and then leave after a couple of days. After all, it's so cold here, and they didn't want to stay here if they had nothing better to do.

Now things are really messed up. They can't leave early even if they want to. Liu Ying left after two days, while Ning Hao stayed with Lu Yang, planning to work with He Daqi to finish the script for Crazy Stone 2.

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He Daqi was right. After filming the war scenes, the production progressed rapidly. In addition, He Daqi had already discussed with Feng Xiaogang before filming began, prioritizing He Daqi's scenes. So, by late November, He Daqi had officially finished filming.

I've been filming for almost two months, and every day my hair is covered up like a black donkey's egg. The wig has flattened my hair, so it will probably take a long time before I can style it properly.

He Daqi didn't drink alcohol at the wrap party. After enjoying a delicious meal of stewed goose in an iron pot, he took advantage of a long-awaited sunny day the next day and flew back to Beijing.

No matter where I was filming, Vivian Chow would always come to visit me a few times. Even when I was filming in South Korea, she stayed there for quite a while.

When it came time to film in Northeast China, Zhou Huimin suddenly didn't want to go and kept calling him every day, which made He Daqi feel a little uncomfortable.

To be honest, He Daqi misses Zhou Huimin quite a bit after not seeing her for so long.

When she's around, I find this lazy woman annoying, but when she's not around, I miss her a little.

That's why people are just so shameless.

I called last night to let them know, so Grandpa He and Grandma He knew that He Daqi was coming back today and didn't take the two children away.

So when He Daqi entered the door with his suitcase, he saw his two precious children running around the sofa happily. Behind them, Zhou Huimin was pretending to jog a few steps, making it look like she was going to catch them, which made the two little rascals giggle.

"Huanhuan, Lele, quickly hide here with Daddy, Daddy will protect you from the big bad guy."

He Daqi changed his shoes and happily squatted down, opening his arms wide, waiting for the two little ones to throw themselves into his arms.

"Dad!" X2
The two little ones were running quite steadily now, no longer trembling as before. When they saw He Daqi return, they happily rushed over and snuggled into his arms.

He Daqi gave each of the two little boys a sweet kiss on the cheek. The two children smiled happily, and he smiled happily too.

Zhou Huimin didn't mind He Daqi calling her a big bad guy. She hadn't seen He Daqi for so long, and her eyes were practically overflowing with sweetness. In fact, she had wanted to fly to Northeast China to see He Daqi several times, but He Daqi had persuaded her not to.

She walked over and picked up He Daqi's suitcase. As she was about to pull it back to the bedroom, she noticed that the weight was a bit off, so she asked, "What's inside? It's a little heavy."

"Oh dear! Open it quickly, I put frozen pears inside, don't let them melt in the warm house."

That's what they said, but He Daqi guessed that the frozen pears in the suitcase should have thawed by now, since he had casually put the suitcase in the van when he came back, and the air conditioning was on in the van.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Huimin quickly opened her suitcase and found that the frozen pears were wrapped quite tightly and had not yet thawed. It was probably because they were covered by clothes, preventing the cold air from escaping.

She had heard He Daqi mention frozen pears when they were on the phone, and now that she saw the real thing, she curiously tore open the packaging, took one out, and took a bite.

"It's just okay, not very tasty!"

Zhou Huimin frowned slightly; the taste wasn't as good as she had imagined.

The two little ones are also quite greedy. When they saw Zhou Huimin eating, they quickly broke away from He Daqi and went to their mother, looking at Zhou Huimin with longing eyes.

"It's very cold, you can only eat a small bite," Zhou Huimin instructed, then gave each of the two children a bite of the frozen pear.

"You have to let this stuff melt before you eat it. Once it's melted, slurp up the soup, and it'll be so sweet," He Daqi explained with a smile.

Zhou Huimin took another bite and shook her head: "It's really just so-so, not as good as greenhouse watermelons."

He Daqi was speechless.

You can't really appreciate the taste of frozen pears unless you're sitting on a heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed) in Northeast China. In the old days, when there was no fruit in the winter, sitting on a warm kang and eating a frozen pear was simply wonderful.

Things are different now. As Zhou Huimin said, there are so many fruits available in winter now. Leaving aside strawberries, apples, peaches, and the like, greenhouse watermelons are clearly superior in terms of juiciness.

However, the texture, which is similar to that of a smoothie, is obviously very popular with children. The two little ones took a bite and thought it was good. Now they are whining and begging Zhou Huimin to have another bite.

"It's alright, let them eat. The air conditioning is always on at home, so I'm not worried about them getting sick."

He Daqi affectionately patted the two children's heads and advised Zhou Huimin.

He had given his two children health-enhancing pills and knew that minor illnesses and injuries were nothing to worry about, so he was very carefree.

"I'll eat this myself. I'll go to the kitchen and get two bowls for you. Each of you will hold one bowl and eat from it. Don't make a mess, understand?"

Zhou Huimin wasn't cut out to be a strict mother, but with He Daqi's persuasion and the children's constant pleas, she quickly agreed and took out two more frozen pears to go to the kitchen.

"Okay!" The two little ones skipped and hopped after their mother to the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)