Huayu 1999: Starting with nothing but getting something for nothing

You can tell its quality at a glance.

Big Wave glanced at Yang Che, then quickly lowered his head again.

This puzzled Yang Che, as he had never been to a brothel in his life.

After the couple went down from the 4th floor, Li Yue said they were the film crew's photography assistants.

Yang Che nodded without saying anything, inexplicably thinking of the movie "Durian Durian" that Qin Hailu filmed, and then he thought of how durians would become cheaper and cheaper in the future, because the whole of Southeast Asia was growing durians for Chinese foodies, just like the whole of South America was growing bananas for the United States.

Upon reaching the 8th floor, it was only a few steps to Little Fatty's door; it was already 11:30.

Li Yue knocked on the door, called out "Bingbing," and then left with a grin, covering her forehead as if afraid that Brother Che would flick her forehead again.

The door opened, and a pretty oval face popped out. She had lost weight, her chin was so sharp, and her eyes looked bigger.

Yang Che frowned, all desire gone, his eyes filled with heartache.

Little Fatty called out "Brother," happily made way for him, and then jumped onto him.

Yang Che supported her bottom, and thought, "Hmm, not bad."

"How did you get so thin?"

"Is it pretty?"

"It doesn't look good; she's lost all her baby fat."

"Mmm~ Let me give you a kiss first... I haven't lost weight, and I look even better, you'll see... You'll know once you try it."

As he spoke, Little Fatty proudly untied the belt of his bathrobe.

Yang Che took a look and indeed, it was bulging. He couldn't help but take a bite. It was fragrant, soft, and chewy.

"Hehe, hahaha, it itches~"

Yang Che carried her but did not return to the bedroom; instead, he went to the sofa.

"It's here."

"No... I wanted to talk to you for a bit."

Little Fatty raised an eyebrow: "We'll talk about it later, hurry up, why are you dawdling?"

Yang Che was so breathless that all the tenderness in his heart vanished.

Then the chubby boy busied himself, hugged his neck and sat on him, took a deep breath, kissed him, and then cried.

"Aww, I'm not acting anymore, I want to go home and live with you, waaaaah!"

Yang Che was both amused and exasperated by this girl.

"Fine, whatever you want, do whatever you want."

Little Fatty didn't respond, but just sobbed, probably overwhelmed with emotion, his body trembling violently.

Yang Che felt even more affection for her and held her tightly.

She held on tightly too.

In the end, the two didn't express their longing for each other. They were both quite tired, but they still clung to each other and fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next morning, Little Fatty was brushing his teeth when he suddenly stopped, spat, and said in confusion, "Brother, why do I feel like you've gotten bigger?"

Yang Che's lips twitched: "He's indeed one centimeter taller."

Little Fatty lowered his head and reached out to measure, but then realized something was wrong and withdrew his hand. He gestured with his thumb and forefinger, indicating one centimeter, and said doubtfully, "I think it's more than that; my lower abdomen is a little sore."

"Snapped!"

I was referring to height.

Little Fatty pouted and looked him up and down: "I didn't notice, you've really grown taller! Can you still grow taller?"

"You know what, I'm developing slowly, I'm still a child."

"Uh... Hahahaha cough cough cough."

They chatted and laughed, and played around with each other.

Yang Che was especially happy, feeling relaxed everywhere.

Do two people need to say so much when they're together? No, they don't. Whether they love each other or not, it's all written on their faces and in their eyes.

While having breakfast, Yang Che ran into Ng Man-tat at the restaurant. Feeling a sense of kinship, he went up to greet Uncle Tat.

Wu Mengda was extremely polite: "Mr. Yang, hello, it's an honor to meet you. Are you here to visit the set?"

Yang Che repeated his reasoning: "Yeah, I just happened to be passing by and came to see Bingbing."

"......"

This guy has to support three wives and five children; he must be exhausted.

He was a gambler and a womanizer, yet he always stood firm, acted uprightly, and spoke righteously at crucial moments. His last sentence on Weibo was still "I am Chinese."

Stephen Chow wasn't seen at breakfast. People say he always gets up late, and apart from Tin Kai-man, no one in the entire crew dared to wake him—it was a real insult...

Afterwards, I met with several other lead actors. Apart from Tin Kai-man, the others simply nodded and did not speak to each other.

It was Lin Xiaoming, the film's investor, who took the initiative to come over and greet him. Yang Che looked at Boss Lin's rosy face and saw him as a complete scoundrel and a big grudge.

He invested all his money in "Shaolin Soccer" and ended up losing money after calculating the accounts. That was the highest-grossing movie in Hong Kong. How could he not be a big jerk?

So Yang Che was very enthusiastic, and they greeted each other with great interest, chatting about everything from the restaurant to the set of the Sweet Heart Steamed Bun Shop.

To Yang Che's surprise, Zhou Xingxing respected Lin Xiaoming a lot. After all, Lin Xiaoming was the only one willing to invest everything he had after raising so much capital for so long.

Stephen Chow also changed his indifference when he first met Yang Che, and warmly called out "Mr. Yang" while holding his hand.

To Little Fatty's surprise, his brother greeted Stephen Chow once and that was it.

Having already applied ugly makeup, she leaned closer and said, "Brother, don't you like making cameo appearances?"

Yang Che shook his head: "I'm not doing this anymore, go back to your acting."

The chubby boy protested, "You're looking down on me!!!"

Yang Che's lips twitched. How could he not be disgusted? His short hair, already cut to ear length, was smeared with egg white, and there were all sorts of acne marks on his face, some yellow and some white... Ugh.

Stephen Chow is really ruthless; only a chubby kid in this timeline who's fearless would agree to act in it.

The two exchanged a few jokes, and then Little Fatty, with his ugly face, gave his boyfriend a flirty wink and went to play the role of Ah Mei, who was kneading steamed buns.

Yang Che sat in the shady corner, watching Zhou Xingxing explain the scenes to each actor, demonstrate, and discuss them.

Well...every actor, including the extras, gave the most demonstrations to the steamed bun shop owner.

The actors were all very obedient, doing whatever Stephen Chow said, and it seemed that no one raised any objections except for Sauce Explosion.

Yang Che shook his head repeatedly, grimacing as he watched.

At this moment, Lin Xiaoming, who had just finished his phone call, walked over and asked with a smile, "Mr. Yang, do you feel something's off?"

Of course not. If someone has fallen out with all their partners and everyone around them, but is still quite enthusiastic towards you, then you are most likely a big grudge like Lin Xiaoming.

Yang Che waved his hand and said seriously, "No, I admire Stephen Chow."

Lin Xiaoming nodded with a sigh: "Yes, yes, I admire him very much too."

Yang Che suddenly said, "By the way, Boss Lin, I heard that the words 'Shaolin' are copyrighted. Have you obtained the authorization?"

Lin Xiaoming was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I know, we'll talk about it when it's released in mainland China."

Yang Che remained noncommittal: "Was the mainland co-production studio Pearl River Film Studio?"

"Yes, Hong Kong films that come to the mainland for filming almost always go to Pearl River Film Studio."

Who is the publisher?

"Is there a problem with the Forbidden City?"

"No, just chatting, haha."

"......"