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Chapter 32 Eavesdropping
He Daqi had nothing to be embarrassed about.

He had seen the level of his uncle, and the phrase "great skill without effort" was used to describe such people.

There was no need to find the feeling. He Daqi got into the state in a second, and as soon as he bent his body, the eunuch vibe came out.

When He Bing saw this scene, he felt a sharp pain in his teeth.

He lit another cigarette in worry.

"Who taught you this?"

"No one taught me, I figured it out on my own." He Daqi answered happily.

He Bing became even more worried after hearing this. How could his nephew be a contestant on such a strange track?

"Da Qi, it's not like you can just put yourself in the role and be done with it. You're imitating, not empathizing. That's a crooked approach. If you really can't imitate, just smile more. Acting skills aren't important. You have a face that can keep you making a living for at least twenty more years. There's no need to rush to improve your acting skills."

He Bing was also a little at a loss. It was difficult to correct He Daqi's current deviation, so it would be better to divert him to another path. Being a vase was at least better than becoming schizophrenic.

He Daqi curled his lips and retorted, "I didn't substitute in. I just trained through simulation."

"Then tell me who you are imitating? How come I don't know that there are eunuchs in modern society? Can the smell of a eunuch like you be simulated?" He Bing was so worried that he wanted to smoke a cigarette every three puffs.

Seeing that He Daqi was still trying to argue, he advised him earnestly, "Daqi, it's not shameful to rely on your looks to make a living. Your current method is a case of being possessed. I've seen too many people like this. They all think they have some talent, but then they go further and further down the wrong path and can't turn back."

"I understand." He Daqi replied dejectedly.

He couldn't explain the existence of the simulated training space, and he couldn't explain why he was controlled by Sister Zhou because he relied on his looks to make a living.

"Let's go, get in the car, I'll take you home." He Bing sighed.

He also didn't know how to communicate with He Daqi. After all, there was an age difference between them. Especially He Daqi, he had just rebelled a few months ago and stole money and ran away to Hong Kong.

It seems that I have to pay more attention to my nephew in the future.

The car stopped at the gate of the courtyard.

The two of them greeted the neighbors who were enjoying the cool air under the tree and entered the yard.

The old lady was arguing with Mr. He in the front yard. She looked up and saw He Bing and He Daqi entering the yard. "Bingzi, did you pick up Daqi on the way?"

"Well, Mom and Dad, what are you two arguing about?"

"What else is there to argue about? Your mother loves to nag when she gets old." Mr. He complained.

"Bingzi, remember to bring some pickled cucumbers back when you leave in the evening." The old lady did not continue arguing, but gave He Bing a reminder.

"Oh my! I came just in time! The pickled cucumbers are out! I was just craving them."

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At the end of September, the leaves of some trees have begun to change color, and some people have finally found time to rest.

The red maple leaves in the viewing area opposite the Beijing Film Academy are very beautiful. He Daqi led a group of classmates through the viewing area and brought them to Jimenli.

He had already made reservations in advance. There was a Lao Bing BBQ restaurant here that was affordable and delicious, and they also had several special barbecues, such as pork, beef, mutton kidneys, gun and meatballs.

He Daqi had just led everyone to sit down when the cell phone in his pocket rang. He took it out and saw that it was a call from Zhou Huimin.

"Hello? Are you awake?" He Daqi asked in surprise.

Last night, Zhou Huimin returned to Sijiucheng in the middle of the night and kept He Daqi awake until dawn. He Daqi only slept for five hours and hurried to reunite with his classmates. He didn't expect that Zhou Huimin woke up so early.

"Did the Tang Xiaoxiao you mentioned go with you today? What color clothes was she wearing?" He Daqi was stunned for a moment, then smiled embarrassedly at his classmates, pointed at his mobile phone, stood up and walked to the corner.

"Why are you asking this?" He Daqi asked back.

"I'm just curious."

"She was wearing a pink cartoon T-shirt with an elephant on the chest."

Zhou Huimin used a telescope to take a closer look at the rooftop in the distance. After seeing Tang Xiaoxiao's face clearly, her worries disappeared instantly. It's good. This girl looks quite real. Her husband is a face lover and will definitely not like this.

She carefully observed the other female classmates led by He Daqi and asked, "Are there any of your classmates wearing blue dresses, white T-shirts, or yellow tank tops?"

He Daqi looked back and thought, wow, Sister Zhou is quite good at asking questions. All the questions she asked are acceptable.

"Yes." He Daqi replied.

"What are their names? When they come to my concert this afternoon, maybe I can invite them to come on stage and show their faces."

"Zhou Yang, Jiang Yiyan, Huang Shengyi."

"Let me guess, is the one with the yellow tank top the Yellow Saint Cloth?"

"Correct."

Very good, another one is eliminated. This is a bean sprout. I don’t know why she wears a suspender.

Zhou Huimin observed the remaining two and soon Jiang Yiyan was also eliminated. This girl was unremarkable and it was obvious that she was not very career-oriented.

"Are you familiar with that Zhou Yang?" Zhou Yang was wearing a white T-shirt, and it was hard to tell what her career ambition was, so Zhou Huimin paid special attention to her.

"I'm not familiar with you! What do you want to do? I'm hiding over there and making a phone call. My classmates might think I'm trying to run away. If there's nothing wrong, I'll hang up first."

Ouch, the little man was a little angry. Zhou Huimin knew that she couldn't tease him anymore, so she said with a smile: "Then I wish you good food and drink!" Then she hung up the phone.

He Daqi listened to the beeping sound and was a little confused about what kind of cloak Zhou Huimin had given out. He shook his head and returned to the table.

"Da Qi, can you really get tickets for Zhou Huimin's concert?"

As soon as he sat down, Jia Nailiang asked hurriedly.

"Sure, they're front row tickets, which is perfect. I'm afraid I'll forget them after drinking too much, so you can divide the tickets among everyone now." He Daqi took out a stack of tickets from his bag and prepared to distribute them to everyone.

"Fuck! Bro, are you serious?"

"Da Qi, don't separate yet. I'll choose a seat first. If there are girls who don't want to go, I'll just take my girlfriend there."

"Who said we're not going? We're all going. Daqi, give me the tickets and I'll help you divide them."

No one thought that He Daqi could really take out a stack of tickets. After all, Zhou Huimin is so popular now, and it is not easy to buy tickets for her concert.

"Don't worry, Brother Liang, I asked for a few extra tickets. You can take one more later." He Daqi did not hand the ticket to Jiang Yiyan, but gave it to Jia Nailiang.

"Great!" Jia Nailiang gave a thumbs up.

What He Daqi didn't expect was that the people who had received the concert tickets actually stopped drinking, and even didn't eat much of the barbecue skewers. After the barbecue, each person drank less than a bottle.

After He Daqi packed up the remaining skewers, he went out and saw his classmates happily discussing what clothes to change into, preparing to go to the concert at 5 pm.

Is Sister Zhou so charming?

(End of this chapter)