Chinese entertainment starts with Hong Shixian

Chapter 612 I'm a gigolo... Qi Hui is self-righteous and shameless.

夜晚
A decent hotel in Ouarzazate.

This is the film crew's accommodation. Like Wang Duoyu, Qi Hui had the entire hotel booked by the crew.

However, unlike Wang Duoyu, this hotel was not luxurious, and Qi Hui did not try to bargain.

Instead, they mentioned the Moroccan royal family, which was a positive way to negotiate the price.

The results were pretty good, and the discount was significant.

The Moroccan royal family is actually quite good, at least much more positive than the British royal family... Oh, it seems there isn't a royal family more negative or reactionary than the British royal family.

Qi Hui didn't take a shower; he took off his clothes and lay down on the bed.

Firstly, the water is expensive here, so using it for bathing would be too wasteful.

Secondly... Jing Tian isn't here, so why be so clean?
Tomorrow's filming will involve rolling around in the sand again, plus explosions and stuff, so washing it won't make a difference.

It's better to save trouble and not wash it.

ding dong~
Just then, his phone beeped. Qi Hui looked closely and saw that it was a message from Yang Mi:

How's filming going?

Qi Hui was slightly taken aback, not because he was surprised by the news about Yang Mi.

She would send messages from time to time, and Qi Hui got used to it.

Qi Hui found it strange that at this hour, which should be the early hours of the morning in China, why was she sending him messages so late at night instead of sleeping?
Otherwise, why would he be playing on his phone? Wouldn't it be better for him to chat with Jing Tian?

……

Just as Qi Hui had thought, it was early morning in China.

But... Yang Mi is not in China, but in Switzerland.

She also went abroad to film a drama; the TV series "The Interpreter" is having some trouble.

Filming locations included Shanghai in China, as well as New York, Hawaii, and Switzerland.

"I hope this is too much trouble and it's not going to be a bad show..." Yang Mi sighed in frustration.

To resolve the gambling agreement she was under, she kept taking on roles, often regardless of whether they were good or bad. If they were even remotely watchable and offered enough money, she would accept them without hesitation.

But last year, "Swords of Legends" was canceled, and she lost another drama that she could be proud of.

Fortunately, she made a lot of money from investing in Qi Hui's "The Vanished She", and Shangshi agreed to include all the investment income in her net profit, which relieved her of half the pressure.

That's why she now has the confidence to choose good scripts.

She thinks "The Interpreter" is good, but hopes it won't clash with the audience's feelings.

She thought the original version of "Dream of the Red Chamber" was good, but it was heavily criticized.

I'm bored at night, my husband isn't replying to my messages, and my girlfriends... well, I do have them, but... never mind.

So, out of boredom, Yang Mi sent the message to Qi Hui.

Anyway, since they're at roughly the same longitude, both in the Western Hemisphere, she wasn't asleep, and Qi Hui probably wasn't asleep either.

Qi Hui: It's alright, I'm working on it.

Qi Hui didn't mention any specific difficulties, so as not to let the news reach Jing Tian and make her worry.

Yang Mi: I saw your Weibo posts, they look so real! Are you hurt?

On Weibo, the crew of Operation Red Sea frequently updates their posts, and behind-the-scenes photos are often leaked.

The variety of heavy equipment was dazzling.

They even have armored vehicles, tanks, and artillery.

in the country, you can't see these things all together except during a military parade.
Oh... artillery and the like are no longer needed in military parades.

Thinking of this, Yang Mi switched to the Weibo interface and scrolled through the Weibo posts about Operation Red Sea.

Below, netizens left a lot of comments.

Although Qi Hui is a respectable actor, his influence on Weibo is no less than that of the Weibo Queen.

"Great, great, this movie is awesome!"

"When will it be released? I can't wait!"

"Any new equipment? Last time I watched 'Wolf Warrior,' I couldn't help but criticize that military exoskeleton, and I was proven wrong a month later... Waaah!"

"Hahaha, that's hilarious!"

"Brother, it's not your fault. Who would have thought that military exoskeletons had already been developed?"

"Qi Hui, hurry up and film some new weapons! Sixth-generation fighters, electromagnetic catapult aircraft carriers—and if there were laser weapons, that would be even better!" "Upstairs, you're dreaming!"

"The US hasn't even figured out those things, and you think you can?"

"Sixth-generation fighter jets? Even the United States doesn't know what that is!"

"Exactly, you might as well build a Silly Girl; at least that's more practical than some sixth-generation fighter jet or laser weapons!"

"Hahaha, brothers, come and laugh at him! He's obsessed with watching movies!"

"..."

The comments section erupted in a cacophony, shifting from a discussion of the movie to a discussion of weapons, and then evolving from a discussion of weapons into a discussion of political commentary.

It belongs to traditional arts.

Yang Mi dislikes political commentary, but she also knows that these people are Qi Hui's loyal audience.

"Are you hurt...?" Qi Hui looked at the message that popped up on the screen, his brows slowly darkening. Why are you so concerned about me?
His eyes darted around, and he immediately sent a message asking, "What do you need me for?"

Yang Mi was also taken aback for a moment, then replied, "It's nothing, I just wanted to chat with you."

"If you have nothing else to do, go eat some plums." Qi Hui sent a message and prepared to log off and go to sleep.

What does he talk about with Yang Mi when he has nothing to do?
Then I realized something was wrong, so I immediately went to Weibo to see what Yang Mi was up to lately.

As soon as I clicked in, I saw the rumors about Huang Xuan and Yang Mi.

The two were filming "The Interpreter," and the behind-the-scenes footage that has been circulating is incredibly sweet.

Qi Hui: “…”

A few years ago, when Yang Mi and Feng Shaofeng were rumored to be dating, it seems like she would chat with me for no reason, right?
What does this woman take me for?

Switzerland
Yang Mi's face darkened upon seeing this news.

Needless to say, Qi Hui was finding her annoying.

He immediately explained, "I'm also abroad."

"What does this have to do with me?" Qi Hui retorted without giving him any face.

"I was bored, so I looked for someone to talk to," Yang Mi told the truth.

Qi Hui remained unmoved: "Then you should find your husband or Huang Xuan. Why are you looking for me?"

Upon seeing this message, Yang Mi gritted her teeth in anger: "You bastard, what kind of person do you take me for?"

What does Qi Hui mean by putting Huang Xuan on the same level as her husband?
What is it trying to express? What is it implying?
Outrageous!

"Anything else? If not, have some plums." Qi Hui retorted, preparing to log out.

They didn't give Yang Mi a chance.

"Have a chat with me." Yang Mi sent a message, sounding a little aggrieved: "I can't find anyone to talk to right now, and I don't understand Swiss. I'm so bored."

Unfortunately, Qi Hui was still a step too late.

Yang Mi has sent another message.

Qi Hui's eyes darted around: "Alright, but I'm telling you beforehand, your chat history with me will be presented as evidence in court and submitted to Jing Tian for review."

"Do you have bronchitis?" Yang Mi asked angrily. They're already abroad, why is she still bothering with Jing Tian?
"I'm a gigolo!" Qi Hui declared confidently and shamelessly.

Except for his underwear, which wasn't bought by Jing Tian, ​​everything on him was bought by Jing Tian.

What else could he be but a gigolo?
"..."

Upon seeing this message, Yang Mi suddenly lost the desire to chat.

I was defeated by this guy.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qi Hui logged out and slipped away.

By the time Yang Mi realized what was happening, Qi Hui's profile picture had already turned gray, indicating that he was offline.

Ouarzazate

In the hotel room, Qi Hui wiped the soles of his feet, turned off the light, and went to sleep wrapped in the blanket.

Don't be fooled by the desert's scorching heat during the day; it's freezing cold at night, and you could easily run into trouble if you don't cover yourself with a blanket.

He has to continue filming tomorrow, so he's not in the mood to chat with Yang Mi... Oh, wait, that's not right.

Tomorrow's filming is the scene where Zhou Xun is buried, so he can have a slightly easier time.

(End of this chapter)