This actor has something

Chapter 293 Difference
Working day and night, looking tired.

He Daqi gently pushed open the door of the villa, took off his leather shoes and put them in the shoe cabinet, then walked barefoot on the thick carpet to the bedroom.

The bedroom door slowly opened. He Daqi, who had half a foot in the bedroom, paused slightly, then stopped tiptoeing and looked much more relaxed.

"Not sleeping?"

"Well, knowing you'd come back late at night, I've been thinking about this all the time. I couldn't sleep, so I just kept browsing Yabo.com until now."

Zhou Huimin put her phone aside and reached out to turn on the light. Her black hair was messy like a bird's nest, her eyebrows were curved and she had a smile on her face. She held her chin and watched He Daqi's back as he packed his suitcase, reluctant to take her eyes off him.

After waiting for a while, she found that He Daqiangguang was tidying his clothes and did not respond to her. Zhou Huimin said something to make conversation: "I have instructed the Filipino maid not to let the children disturb your rest tomorrow morning."

"Ah."

Zhou Huimin pouted slightly, dissatisfied with He Daqi's perfunctory "hmm," so she continued to ask, "Do you know how many people came to Yonghui Qiming to find you for cooperation after the box office results came out these days?"

“Advertisers?”

"It's not just advertisers, there are also film and television companies. Each one is offering higher and higher bids. I don't know who leaked Ning Hao's project. When they found out you wrote the script and that you have a cameo in it, a bunch of people were vying for investment."

"I won't take any advertisements or scripts. I'm going to take a good rest after I'm done with this work." He Daqi buckled his suitcase, stood up and responded lazily.

"Seagate has been urging you to go to Korea, saying that the preparations for The Host are almost done and they're waiting for you to join the crew to start filming." Zhou Huimin turned over and got out of bed, came over and hugged He Daqi from behind, and put her face on He Daqi's back.

He Daqi patted her hand gently and said softly, "Go to bed early. I'm going to take a shower first. There are still a lot of things to do after you wake up."

"Wash together!"

"Don't make trouble. I don't have any energy at all now. I just want to take a shower and have a nap."

Zhou Huimin hummed and didn't say anything. He Daqi couldn't persuade her, so they had to go into the bathroom together.

……

He Daqi slept particularly soundly this time.

The midday sun shone on the quilt, and the fatigue of many days seemed to be evaporated by ultraviolet rays. As He Daqi woke up, the fatigue left his body bit by bit.

Today is New Year's Eve. Mr. and Mrs. He stayed in the courtyard and didn't come here to hang out, so the two children were sitting quietly on the thick carpet playing with robot toys. Zhou Huimin sat next to them, looking at the two little guys with a smile.

He Daqi walked over happily, squatted down, hugged the two little guys and gave each of them a kiss.

The two children learned to be good friends. They wiped their faces with their little hands in disgust, as if they wanted to wipe off He Daqi's saliva.

This behavior amused the couple. Amidst Zhou Huimin's chuckle, He Daqi pretended to be sad, sat on the carpet and hugged the two children to him: "Happy, happy, don't you like daddy anymore?"

"……like."

The two little guys answered perfunctorily.

He Daqi laughed heartily, then suddenly lowered his head and gave those two chubby little cheeks a loud kiss.

Now, the two little kids pouted at the same time and struggled to crawl towards Zhou Huimin.

He Daqi was jealous and asked Zhou Huimin with a click of his tongue, "I've only been away for a few days, why are they suddenly so close to you? Tell me! Have you been saying bad things about me every day while I'm away?"

"I don't want to bother with you!" Zhou Huimin proudly hugged her beloved son and daughter in her arms.

At this time, Zhou's mother came out of the kitchen carrying a large casserole. Seeing that He Daqi had woken up, she smiled and said, "Daqi, Baibai said yesterday that you would be back at 1 pm, so I stewed the hot pot early in the morning. Let's have the reunion dinner in advance at noon."

When the casserole was opened, the tempting aroma instantly filled the entire hall. The two little guys in Zhou Huimin's arms sniffed curiously, and then looked straight at the dining table.

He Daqi stood up and looked at the casserole. Layers of ingredients were neatly stacked together. Most of them were dried seafood. After being soaked and then stewed, the delicious flavor was perfectly released.

Abalone, sea cucumber, prawn, fish maw, flower mushroom, scallop, hair algae, dried oysters, goose feet, chicken feet, spare ribs, old hen...

He Daqi swallowed his saliva, and his stomach, which had been feeling nothing, suddenly started to growl.

"I heard that you people in the north eat dumplings, which I really don't know how to make, so I want you to try the reunion dishes that Hong Kong eats during the Chinese New Year." Zhou's mother said with a smile.

"Thank you, Mom. All reunion dishes are the same to me. I'm in for a treat this time. I haven't had a proper pot of choy in ages."

He Daqi couldn't wait to sit down at the dining table, waved the bowl at Zhou Huimin, and motioned her to come over and serve the rice.

Zhou Huimin led the two anxious little kids over with a smile, put them in the baby seats, then took He Daqi's bowl and started to scoop food for him.

The various dried seafood were stewed until very soft, even the abalone was stewed to the point of being runny.

He Daqi ate voraciously, and in the end he was so full that he didn't want to move anymore. He leaned lazily on the chair, rubbing his stomach comfortably.

Looking at his son and daughter clumsily gnawing on the ribs with their little hands, He Daqi still felt a sense of happiness.

"Let's go to the villa to see your fan club president, and take a stroll in the community to help digest your food." Zhou Huimin patted He Daqi's arm gently.

"it is good."

The couple went back to the bedroom to change clothes, then left the villa arm in arm.

The midday sunshine in February feels particularly comfortable.

Unlike the scorching summer sun, the winter sun only makes people feel warm.

"Look, those clouds over there are so big."

Zhou Huimin shook He Daqi's arm and pointed to the sky.

He Daqi looked up and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Don't look anymore. Walk faster. It seems the wind is picking up."

He Daqi quickened his pace as he spoke, and soon arrived at the courtyard of the villa.

They first went to the middle villa to say hello to He Bing and his wife. Amidst He Bing's praise, He Daqi happily came out of the middle villa with Zhou Huimin and went to the west villa.

Unlike the first time they met, Li Yixin's polite yet reserved demeanor had disappeared. Although she had a smile on her face, she looked a little tired.

"Are you used to being in Forbidden City?"

"It's a habit. Thank you, Daqi. This job has made me forget a lot of my worries. I feel much more at ease than before." He Daqi sighed inwardly, but remained expressionless and continued to smile. "It's okay to get used to it. If there's anything, you must tell me. We originally wanted to set up a logistics team dedicated to managing fans, and your experience is urgently needed. So, regarding this work, I should be the one thanking you, not you thanking me."

There was not much communication. After all, he had important business to do in his return to the city. He Daqi casually exchanged a few greetings, then acted as an interpreter and let Zhou Huimin and Li Yixin talk for a while. Then the couple said goodbye and left.

"It's indeed much better than before." He Daqi said after getting on the nanny car.

"What do you think? Am I smart? I told her that as long as I find her a job, she will definitely be able to come out of the shadows."

He Daqi thought for a moment and shook his head gently: "Half and half, I think the other half is because she escaped the pressure from her family, so she feels much more relaxed than before."

As they were talking, Liu Ying got into the car, and not long after, Lu Zheng led the Yonghui Qiming girl group into the nanny car behind.

The convoy slowly moved and drove out of the community.

Half an hour later, the convoy stopped in front of the Central Bank Building.

"Brother Daqi, congratulations!" The girls in the car behind got out of the car and came over to congratulate He Daqi with a smile.

I don’t know whether to congratulate Ho Tai Kei and Chow Wai Man on their marriage, or to congratulate the box office success of The Gift in Cell No. 7.

"I guess I'll be very busy after the New Year, so I gave the red envelopes in advance to avoid forgetting them after the New Year." He Daqi took out five red envelopes with a smile and gave one to each of the girls.

After the little girls happily put the red envelopes on the nanny car at the back, the group walked into the Central Bank Building slowly while chatting.

Quite a few people had already arrived at the preparation hall, all of them hurriedly rehearsing or checking their attire.

"Congratulations, Daqi."

"Daqi, the new movie is really good!"

"Daqi, you two got married in secret. That's not very decent. You should at least have a wedding banquet, right?"

Along the way, everyone greeted He Daqi familiarly, and He Daqi walked and stopped, constantly responding with a smile.

Before he could reach Cheng Long, the director arranged for someone to intercept He Daqi halfway.

"What's wrong, Coach Lang? Are there any changes to the program?" He Daqi followed the staff to the director and asked with some confusion.

"No, there's someone who wants to talk to you. He specifically told me not to rush into rehearsal when you get here. Just sit here and wait. I just called him, and he should be here soon."

"Um... okay." He Daqi nodded slightly.

He turned around and waved to Zhou Huimin who was looking over here, then sat down on the chair with a smile and looked around at how others were rehearsing.

It didn't take too long, about seven or eight minutes later, a middle-aged man with a square face who looked similar to Ning Hao's hurried over.

"Hello, Daqi, I'm the director of the children's channel, my last name is Yu."

"Hello, Director Yu." He Daqi stood up and shook hands with him.

"Hahaha, speaking of which, Daqi, you're still working at the children's channel, but I've never seen you hanging around there."

"Well, haha... I'm not very knowledgeable, so I won't go over and cause trouble for you."

He Daqi wasn't quite sure why he came. He couldn't possibly be here to check his clock-in record, so he just laughed it off.

"Lowly educated? You're not! To make a long story short, I wanted to find you before, but the station was always busy. I finally had some free time during the New Year holidays, but I didn't expect you to start promoting your new movie. Fortunately, I knew you would be participating in the Spring Festival Gala, so I asked Director Lang to help me.

"Two things. The first is whether you'd like to write another children's show. After all, you're a screenwriter for the children's channel, so you should do your job, right? The second thing is, the children's channel wants the broadcast rights to all six episodes of Balabala the Fairies, but your company's asking price is a bit high. Could you give me a discount?"

After hearing Director Yu's words, He Daqi was slightly stunned, but he quickly realized why the director came to interview him instead of just some random staff member from the Central Bank.

"Forget about writing another children's play. Not to mention that I really don't have time these days, even if I did have time, my mind wouldn't be on children's plays, so I probably won't write anymore. As for the broadcast rights for Balabala the Fairies, that's easy to negotiate. I just need to give you a heads up."

"Okay, please."

Director Yu was not a man who would drag his feet. He did not continue to argue with He Daqi. He smiled and patted He Daqi's arm, then said hello to the director and turned to leave.

After he left, He Daqi walked happily to Cheng Long. Before he could say anything, another round of congratulations rang out.

"Qizai, you're looking very impressive." Cheng Long joked with a smile.

"I'm not as good as you, big brother." He Daqi smiled shyly.

After a few words of small talk, the radio started to sound.

"The first official rehearsal of the 05 Spring Festival Gala has begun! Attention all units, please follow the procedures and perform on stage."

He Daqi was so busy chatting that he didn't even change his clothes. Fortunately, it was still a rehearsal and not a formal live broadcast, so he didn't need to put on too formal makeup.

We rehearsed twice, each lasting an average of more than three hours. Everyone was well organized. If their program had not yet been arranged or the performance had been completed, they would take a break or eat.

The following period was uneventful and soon it was evening.

"The next person we're going to interview is a very popular actor recently, especially in this Spring Festival Gala, where he's paired with the well-known Cheng Long. Now let's turn the camera over here and follow the host to continue our backstage tour."

He Daqi was sitting in the corner playing games on his mobile phone when a voice came from far away and approached him.

"Hello Daqi, this is Aqiu Tan Chunchun Gala. Can you say hello to the audience in front of the TV station?" The host extended the microphone in front of He Daqi.

"Hello everyone, I'm actor Ho Da-kai. I wish you all good luck in the new year, endless happiness, abundance every year, and everything goes smoothly."

"Is Daqi nervous about performing on the Spring Festival Gala for the first time?"

"I'm so nervous! I never thought I'd be on the Spring Festival Gala stage one day. As a local who watches the show on TV every New Year's Eve, I'm not only nervous but also excited. Can I say hello to my family in front of the TV?"

"Of course, Daqi, what do you want to say to your family?"

"Grandpa and grandma! I'm on the Spring Festival Gala! I can't celebrate the New Year with you this year, but you can see me on TV. I believe you will be proud of me!"

He Daqi looked honest and simple, and said a lot of festive words in front of the camera.

"Okay, thank you Daqi. Next, let's go visit Brother Cheng Long."

After watching the host leave, He Daqi picked up his phone and continued playing the game.

(End of this chapter)