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Chapter 263 Same News, Different Reactions
Fortunately, we arrived early, so it didn't take long to rearrange the venue.

Considering that most of the audience came to see He Daqi and Cheng Long, Captain Wang consulted with the two of them and specially arranged a program for each of them.

He Daqi performed stick fighting, while Cheng Long added a song of drunken boxing.

"He Daqi!"

"He Daqi!!"

"He Daqi!!!"

He Daqi never thought that one day he would be like Zhou Huimin, with fans shouting his name in an organized manner in the audience.

The feeling is quite complicated. I have unknowingly been liked by so many people.

Amid the screams of thousands of little girls, He Daqi finished his stick technique, clasped his fists, and then walked off the stage carrying the stick.

Cheng Long looked at He Daqi with a strange expression as he carried the stick backstage.

He Daqi's stick technique was specifically for performance, and it looked particularly intimidating, so much so that Cheng Long was a little intimidated.

He reached out and pinched the smooth muscles on He Daqi's arm, and asked with a sigh, "I didn't expect that Qizi, your kung fu is so good. How many years have you been practicing?"

"I've loved wielding swords and guns since I was young. I learned stick fighting when I was about ten years old. It's been almost ten years now." He Daqi said casually.

He practiced his stick skills in a simulated training space, and it was obvious that he had a solid foundation. It would be hard to fool people without a good excuse.

"Honestly, Qizi, come and make a cameo appearance in my myth. It would be a shame not to show off your excellent kung fu." Cheng Long invited He Daqi again.

He Daqi just smiled, shook his head and didn't respond.

In fact, Jackie Chan is having a hard time now. The movie Around the World in Eighty Days has completely ruined him.

Unlike the previous Rush Hour which grossed over 2 million, Around the World in Days cost almost million US dollars, but its box office so far is only over million.

Fortunately, his video tapes sold well, otherwise this one movie would have basically ended Cheng Long's Hollywood career.

It was precisely because it was difficult to survive there that Cheng Long returned to the mainland to develop his career. After learning that there was an exchange group, he took the initiative to sign up.

Seeing that He Daqi didn't respond, he knew it was useless to ask further, so he didn't continue the conversation and talked about something else.

At this moment, both of them had finished their performances and were just waiting for the exchange group to finish their performances before taking the bus back.

Jingle Bell!
He Daqi's cell phone rang.

"Didn't I tell you I had a performance today? Why are you calling me at this hour?"

In response to Ho Da-kai's questioning, Chow Wai-man responded nonchalantly, "You answered the phone, didn't you? I just thought you might have finished your performance, so I called."

Cheng Long was beside him, so He Daqi was not in a position to tell Zhou Huimin that he wanted to hear the child's voice. In addition, there were many people in the backstage at the moment, so he did not intend to spend a lot of time on the phone with Zhou Huimin, and directly said:
"What's the matter? If nothing else, hang up first. I'm still backstage."

Zhou Huimin heard the hidden meaning in He Daqi's words and revealed the purpose of her call: "What were you doing in Korea? Didn't you say that the variety show you were participating in would be broadcast on the 18th? Why did Huanya's Korean partner suddenly call in the middle of the night to buy the broadcasting rights for Shanghai Bund?"

He Daqi was also stunned when he heard this, and then he realized that the news of his fans surrounding the bus had spread in South Korea, and the partner of Huan Asia wanted to test his ability to withstand the drama.

He explained everything to Zhou Huimin in a low voice. Zhou Huimin didn't ask any further questions. She just naggled a few words, asking him to pay attention to rest and diet, and then hung up the phone.

The call was not made to Cheng Long, so Cheng Long heard it clearly.

As soon as He Daqi hung up the phone, Cheng Long laughed and teased, "Is the little Jew checking on me so strictly?"

"She only called to ask about me today because she had something to do. She doesn't care about me much at other times." He Daqi's words were quite tough.

Although Cheng Long didn't really care, that wasn't his main concern, so he didn't dwell on the issue any further. Instead, he changed the subject and asked, "Who is Huanya's partner in Korea? They actually have a way to broadcast mainland TV dramas on Korean TV."

"CJ." He Daqi responded casually. Seeing that Cheng Long didn't react, he continued to explain: "Seagate Entertainment."

Cheng Long nodded in sudden realization, and the topic ended there.

Cheng Long didn't know what he was thinking about, and He Daqi didn't take the initiative to chat, but lowered his head and thought about other things.

After He Daqi's stick-playing performance, the exchange group only had a few programs left. The two of them thought in silence for a while, and then Team Leader Wang came in and signaled that they could pack up and get on the bus.

"Daqi, wait a moment." Seeing that He Daqi was also about to follow him out, Captain Wang reached out and grabbed him.

"What's wrong, Captain?"

"Um... there are two of your fans who I think you might need to meet."

ten minutes later.

He Daqi looked at the two polite fans in front of him with some strangeness.

Both girls are older than He Daqi. Unlike those little girls who are easily startled, these two are a little too quiet.

"Hello, Daqi. We are the leaders of your fan club. I am the president. My last name is Li, and my name is Li Yixin."

"I'm the vice president, my name is Zheng Mengyue."

He Daqi was still waiting for the two girls to continue talking about their purpose, but after waiting for a long time, the two girls introduced themselves and stopped talking, just looking at him with a smile.

He Daqi is very familiar with this attitude, because he was surrounded by people like this in his previous life. This is also the way of dealing with people that He Daqi has been deliberately correcting in this life, and he has almost changed it now.

"Thank you for your love. I didn't even know I had a fan club in South Korea. Do you want me to sign an autograph for you?" He Daqi asked with a smile.

"Ah."

Li Yixin nodded slightly and took out two postcards of He Daqi from her bag. This kind of postcard is not issued in South Korea, so she must have bought it specially from the mainland.

She didn't rush to hand the postcard to He Daqi, but took out a large booklet from her bag and handed it to him.

"This is a gift from our fans. It has signatures and greetings from 8,000 fans. I hope you can accept it."

He Daqi was really surprised. He took it and opened it. Every line inside was densely packed with blessings and names written very neatly. There were more than a hundred lines on both sides of each page. Judging from the thickness of this big booklet, it was estimated that there were at least seventy or eighty pages.

This is really thoughtful.

Zheng Mengyue, who was standing by, suddenly smiled and said, "Are you very touched?"

"A little bit..." He Daqi nodded. After signing the postcard handed to him by Li Yixin, he thought for a moment and said seriously:

"I will carefully review it after I return. I will also send you 8,000 photos of myself, each with a message written on it according to your name. I've already agreed that the message may not be mine, but the signature will definitely be mine."

"That's really great!"

Li Yixin's smile suddenly became much brighter, and Zheng Mengyue next to her also showed a surprised expression.

This kind of joy that comes from the heart makes people feel closer.

After exchanging phone numbers and taking a few photos together, this hasty fan meeting came to an end.

Although the two of them concealed it well at first, He Daqi could still see that they were a little nervous when they first entered the door, and excited when they left.

Looking at the backs of the two people, he sighed softly. These two must be strictly controlled by their families, and they were brought up by being in public frequently.

Compared with the two of them, I seemed much happier in my previous life. Although I was strictly controlled, I didn't have to show up in public. The difference is huge.

Without giving He Daqi much time to think, Captain Wang came in immediately after seeing the two girls leave and urged He Daqi to get on the bus.

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……

The afternoon at the guesthouse was quite quiet.

The lazy sunlight shone into the room through the window. Cheng Long and He Daqi were snoring one after another.

Both of them slept very late last night, so they started to catch up on their sleep after lunch.

He Daqi was on the phone until late last night, and Cheng Long did not come home again because he did not have a performance on the 17th.

It was a coincidence, as if they had agreed on it, their phones rang at the same time.

It’s just that the two people answered the phone at different times. Cheng Long answered the phone immediately, but He Daqi rubbed his eyes and then answered the phone slowly.

He didn't even look at who was calling and picked up the phone directly.

"Xie Tingfeng hit someone on the set, hahahahahaha, I'm going to make him suffer this time."

As soon as the call was connected, Zhou Huimin's cheerful shouting came from the other end.

He Daqi's sleepiness disappeared all of a sudden.

He didn't respond in a hurry, but turned to look at Cheng Long.

Cheng Long spread his hands, covered the microphone and said to He Daqi, "Don't look at me. This is my agent calling. He's also talking about Fengzi. Qizi, tell the little Jew that Fengzi was just impulsive. Tell her to raise her hands and not to add insult to injury."

He covered the microphone, but He Daqi didn't. Zhou Huimin also heard what Cheng Long said, and then she realized that she was a little too proud of herself and had forgotten that He Daqi was now living with Cheng Long.

"Tell big brother that whether Xie Tingfeng can survive this time depends on his own luck." Zhou Huimin simply gave up and openly revealed her desire for revenge.

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone. This time, it was He Daqi who spread his hands to Cheng Long.

Cheng Long sighed, took his phone and went out, apparently arranging for his assistant to help.

He Daqi looked at his back with some confusion. He was a little confused. Why was Cheng Long so sad when Xie Tingfeng was in trouble?
But Cheng Long called back soon and explained the reason.

After he came back, he sat on the bed with his lips pursed, frowned and thought for a moment, then cursed: "Damn, flop!"

Looking up and noticing He Daqi's curious look, Cheng Long explained with a wry smile, "I have shares in Ying Huang, and the proportion is not low. Once Fengzai's incident comes out, it may affect my plans for the new movie next month."

"Brother, I'm so sorry... Ah, no! I mean, as a human being, the most important thing is to be happy."

Seeing He Daqi's perfunctory attitude, Cheng Long smiled even more bitterly.

They both really want to hear the latest news, but unfortunately they can't go back at the moment. They can only wait until the performance ends tomorrow night and then fly back the day after tomorrow.

There is nothing I can do even if I am anxious.

One was eager to eat the melon, and the other was eager to go back and find someone to deal with the problem. Now they both looked a little uneasy.

He Daqi was fine, but Cheng Long was getting more and more angry the more he thought about it.

As a result, he was a little out of shape during the performance in the evening. When it was time for the chorus, he almost forgot to start singing. Fortunately, He Daqi kept singing, so the audience didn't notice anything wrong.

While sitting backstage, Cheng Long stopped chatting with He Daqi, which made He Daqi a little uncomfortable.

Seeing Cheng Long's gloomy face, He Daqi came up with a bad idea: "Brother, why don't you go home and drink more tonight? A little wine can help you forget your worries. When you're drunk, you won't think about anything."

"Isn't there no alcohol in the guesthouse?"

"We can go out and buy some. Erguotou is sold at the night market here. Do you think there's only Jinro and Chuyin Chule here?"

After the performance ended in the evening, the bus stopped at the door of the guesthouse. He Daqi did not go in, but turned around and went directly to the night market. In less than half an hour, he came back happily with vegetables and white wine.

It's also strange. He and Cheng Long never had the chance to drink together in China. They just ate together every time. But when they came to South Korea, they had different moods because of the same thing. They both wanted to drink.

Cheng Long saw He Daqi coming back, and took the stir-fried dishes he was carrying. He opened the bag and took out the dishes. The more he took, the more surprised he became. He turned his head and looked at He Daqi in surprise and asked:
"They still sell pig heads in Korea? Wow! Spicy stir-fried large intestines, Kung Pao chicken, mapo tofu, preserved egg tofu, braised beef, except for this spicy stir-fried seafood, aren't these all dishes from our country?"

"That's right." He Daqi nodded and continued, "You underestimate our fellow countrymen. No matter which country they go to, they are very good at catering."

Cheng Long thought about Bald Eagle's Chinatown, shook his head and said in denial: "Not necessarily. Some foreigners' tastes are indeed not very adaptable to Chinese food, so it still needs to be improved. Only Koreans are similar to us, so they can eat such authentic Chinese food."

"Don't dwell on this. Come on, big brother, let's mix it up and try what it feels like to mix the shochu here with the baijiu shipped from our country. The more you mix this stuff, the faster you'll get drunk, and the faster your troubles will go away."

As He Daqi spoke, he began to mix the wine. He poured three-quarters of the cup with Jinlu and the rest with white wine, then moved in front of Cheng Long.

He also made himself a glass, and after sitting down, he clinked glasses with Cheng Long and then took a sip.

Not to mention, it tastes pretty good. The smell of liquor is suppressed very little and doesn’t irritate your nose.

The two of them started drinking back and forth. Cheng Long was preoccupied, while He Daqi was simply happy. They drank quite fast, and before they had even taken a few sips of the food, the whole bottle of white wine was empty.

(End of this chapter)