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Chapter 496 Lying Down
Bang! The lights flashed and then went out.

The swaying river of light formed by glow sticks in the darkness came to a halt, followed immediately by screams and shouts from the crowd.

Bang! The lights flashed again.

Three figures appeared behind different white translucent curtains in the middle of the stage. Their shadows were cast on the curtains. The three people stood in different postures, some standing straight and some standing sideways. Just by looking at their shadows, one could vaguely guess their tall and straight figures.

The screams from the crowd grew even louder.

With another bang, the intro to Gangnam Style started playing.

Three curtains slowly rose, and He Daqi, Lu Han, and Zhang Jiashuai finally made their appearance.

Dressed in red, yellow, and blue, each person wore a different color. He Daqi's bright red hair made his fans' hearts flutter. Accompanied by shouts of "Oppa Gangnam Style!" and He Daqi demonstrating the dance moves he had practiced for over a month, the atmosphere reached its climax.

All the fans stood up, waving glow sticks and enthusiastically accompanying He Daqi and his two companions as they danced on stage. This scene was perfectly captured by the camera, and the recording alone is enough to imagine the intense atmosphere at the event.

Vivian Chow is currently watching a recording of He Daqi's concert. The more she watches, the angrier she gets. She missed out on such an amazing live concert. It feels like she missed out on a priceless treasure because she wasn't there to witness He Daqi's shining moments in person.

After angrily pounding the mattress twice, Zhou Huimin took out her phone and dialed He Daqi's number again.

Still can't get through. He must still be on the plane. Wasn't he supposed to get off the plane around this time? Is his phone off?
Zhou Huimin groaned and rolled around on the bed, the blankets rummaging around in a mess. She had so much to say to He Daqi, her urge to confide was overflowing, but because He Daqi was on a long flight and she couldn't contact him, she felt stifled and frustrated.

He Daqi led Lu Han and Zhang Jiashuai to three concerts in Bald Eagle, all of which were reposted on video websites, and one of them was even broadcast by CCTV.

After all, Ho Ta-Chi's three concerts in Bald Eagle were all sold out in the 100,000-seat venues on CCTV, which shows his incredible influence. It would be a waste of resources not to broadcast them so that Chinese people could see how enthusiastic foreign fans are.

It doesn't matter if a cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it's a good cat.

He Daqi's ability to break out of Asia and become famous all over the world is also a manifestation of his influence.

At this moment, Vivian Chow rolled around a few times, lay on the bed, and started using her phone. She logged into He Daqi's account, forwarded the live concert recording, and then browsed the comments section on He Daqi's blog. Seeing that everyone was praising Daqi, Vivian Chow happily copied and pasted the comments and followed suit.

Soon, the comment she replied to using He Daqi's account started to get a lot of attention. First, a bunch of people asked if it was He Daqi himself. Then, fans guessed that it must be Zhou Huimin. After all, He Daqi never did anything abstract or self-praise. On the contrary, Zhou Huimin often used various funny pictures of He Daqi to amuse people. It was easy to guess after a little thought.

Then Vivian Chow's face darkened because she was browsing Yabo.com using He Daqi's account and saw that a large number of He Daqi's fans had suddenly flooded into her comment section to insult her.

If it weren't for Ho Ta-kai's repeated warnings, Vivian Chow would have already used Ho Ta-kai's account to start arguing with his fans.

Her temper, which she had just suppressed, flared up again. Zhou Huimin sat up angrily and pounded the mattress twice more. Then, her eyes darted around, and she took out another phone, preparing to use her status as the president of the He Daqi Anti-Fan Association and a major financial backer to organize He Daqi's anti-fans to confront his fans.

Before she could even type a message to call for help, her phone rang. Seeing the long-distance caller ID on the screen, Zhou Huimin hurriedly answered it.

"Hey!"

"I've arrived in South Korea and just got off the plane. Why did I receive a text message from my mobile carrier saying that you called me seven or eight times?"

Vivian Chow didn't explain why she made the call, but blurted out, "I want to go to South Korea to see your concert live!"

Hearing her sulking, He Daqi chuckled softly and replied gently, "Stop it. I'll only stay here for a day and a half before flying to Hong Kong. If you rush over here, I'll have to stay with you. I won't have time to familiarize myself with the stage with Lu Han and the other guy. Just stay put in China. After I finish my trip to Bangkok and India, I'll go back to China to hold a concert. You can follow me every day if you want to see me then."

"No! I want to come see you right now. Do you know that in the past few days, there have been reports all over the country about how popular you are in the United States? CCTV even broadcast your concert live. Seeing those foreigners in the audience going crazy, everyone on the internet is talking about you. I want to see you right now, even if it's just for an hour."

He Daqi remained silent for a long time, calculated the time, and said with some helplessness, "How about this, the day after tomorrow is Friday, you take the child to Hong Kong the day after tomorrow, I will change my schedule and add a concert in Macau, so I can spend time with you and the child."

Hearing Vivian Chow's whining and refusal on the other end of the phone, He Daqi persuaded again, "This is the only way. I've already moved the time I was supposed to spend preparing for the concert in India earlier. Otherwise, you'll have to wait until I come back from there to see me, which will be more than a week later."

"……All right."

Zhou Huimin reluctantly agreed, and then she started to ramble on and on about how excited she was to see how popular his concert was these past two days. Her husband had become an international superstar, and Zhou Huimin really wanted to fly over and kiss him until his lips were swollen.

The phone call lasted for over an hour, until He Daqi's phone ran out of battery, so he switched to another phone to continue. If He Daqi hadn't been flying to South Korea that day to hold a concert, the call could have gone on from the afternoon until all night.

……

……

He Daqi's global tour is very tight, especially after he promised Zhou Huimin that he would stay in Hong Kong for an extra day.

Most of the time is spent traveling. After getting off the plane, there's only a little preparation before heading to the concert venue. Even if I wanted to stay in the local area and enjoy the beautiful scenery of this foreign land, I didn't have time because I had to catch a flight to other places.

He Daqi was alright; he could endure it. After all, he had taken some health-strengthening pills, and with the simulated training space to regulate his sleep, he was in good spirits.

It was tough on Lu Han and Zhang Jiashuai, who had to jump around on stage every day, singing and dancing with all their might. They finally finished the overseas shows, but when they heard they had to go back to China, the two young men's spirits immediately collapsed, and they were exhausted.

He Daqi felt quite guilty, after all, the tight schedule was due to his own planning. Now, the two young men were sent to the hospital for IV drips as soon as they got off the plane back in China. People who didn't know better would think that Asia-Pacific was exploiting its artists for money.

Fortunately, Lu Han and Zhang Jiashuai both posted on Weibo, explaining that they had been feeling unwell due to the change in environment and food in India, and couldn't bear it any longer after returning to China, so they went to the hospital as soon as they got off the plane. Without this explanation, there would probably have been a lot of wild speculation online.

"Sister Hua, arrange for Tong Liya and Reba to temporarily cover for two shows, let Lu Han and Zhang Jiashuai rest, adjust the concerts in Beijing and Shanghai, and don't change anything else."

"Okay, I'll make arrangements when I get back."

A hospital is not a place for casual conversation, especially for a superstar like Ho Tai-kei. If he stays there too long and gets recognized, it could cause a sensation.

So he chatted briefly with Wang Jinghua in Lu Han and Zhang Jiashuai's hospital room, then quickly said goodbye and left.

"Sister Hua, how's Lu Yang's preparation for the film crew going? I've been so busy lately that I haven't had a chance to call him and ask."

When Wang Jinghua was about to take the company car back, He Daqi stopped her and gestured for her to get into his car.

Wang Jinghua was taken aback. After getting into the car, she didn't answer He Daqi's question. Instead, she asked, "Daqi, are you not in a hurry to go home and want to go to the company first?"

“Yes! Zhou Ning and Sun Fangfang contacted me about some special effects production. It’s inconvenient to make phone calls from abroad, and they were in a hurry, so I need to go to the drawing and color department first.”

Wang Jinghua nodded knowingly upon hearing this, and then answered the question He Daqi had just asked: "Daqi, are you talking about the preparation progress of the 'My Love from the Star' drama? Actually, there's not much to prepare. The locations aren't hard to find. But Lu Yang said you're going to spend 300 million to make this drama a masterpiece. He's been thinking about adding a lot of special effects lately, and he even said he'll use a large-format camera for filming. Is that true or not? You're not going to use that 300 million for hiring actors, are you?"

"I have to pay people to work on the TV series I star in? Shouldn't people be paying to join the cast and get a chance to work with me?" He Daqi joked chucklely before addressing Wang Jinghua's question:

"Most of the 300 million was used for production, special effects, costumes, props, and high-end equipment. The actors' salaries accounted for a small percentage of that. We didn't plan to hire actors who asked for too much money. Zhou Jie and I are enough to boost the ratings."

"You know what, if you're the lead, you really don't need to worry too much about the salary. There are plenty of people willing to lower their fees to work with you. There are already quite a few inquiries, but right now people don't quite believe that you and Vivian Chow are going to film a TV series together again, so it's just inquiries. If we officially release the news, I estimate that people will be crowding the door to ask for favors. After all, it's a TV series, and there are so many roles that can be added to it."

Wang Jinghua got more and more excited as she spoke. Good projects never lack good actors. Now that she heard that He Daqi was really going to invest 300 million, and that the money would be used for actor salaries, Wang Jinghua had already started to think about which actors in the industry had good acting skills.

"Let's talk about it later. I'll discuss the casting with Lu Yang first, and then we'll discuss other things together."

After He Daqi finished speaking, he closed his eyes to rest. Wang Jinghua glanced at him, but didn't say anything more. She simply said "okay" and then shut up to continue thinking.

Half an hour later, Ho Tai-kai returned to his loyal Wing Wai Kai Ming Building.

To be honest, he's been frequently traveling between the company and home these past two years, and this year he's been doing roadshows and concerts. It's been quite a while since he's been coming here every day, and I'm actually not used to it.

First, he went up to the third floor with Wang Jinghua and strolled around Asia Pacific. Then, after discovering that Lu Yang was not at Asia Pacific, He Daqi was too lazy to chat with Ning Hao, who was editing Detective Chinatown, and Zhang Yimou, who was editing Under the Hawthorn Tree. He said hello and then turned around and took the elevator to Tu Hese.

"Junior brother, you're finally back!" Sun Fangfang said with a sigh of relief as soon as she saw He Daqi.

"Take me to see where the problem is. I just got back today and haven't gone home yet. Let's see how to solve it first. If it's complicated, I'll go home and come back tomorrow morning. If it's simple, we can handle it on the spot." He Daqi said with a smile when he saw Sun Fangfang looking exhausted from working overtime all night.

"Okay, Zhou Ning couldn't stay awake and fell asleep in the office. I'll go wake him up and we'll go together."

The special effects for "Phantom Prison Break" were not easy to polish; they were intricate, detailed, and often encountered new technical problems. It was only because we had previously declared that we would make a 3D movie that we were willing to rush to finish the special effects for this film as soon as possible.

Given the current reputation of its graphics and color schemes, it would be easy to make a fortune with simpler special effects; why waste time and effort on 3D movies?

He Daqi stayed at the picture and color studio for several hours. It wasn't until the Longhu brothers came to find him that he remembered that after getting off the plane, he had rushed Lu Han and Zhang Jiashuai to the hospital because they couldn't get up and he had forgotten to turn on his phone.

He took Qin Long's phone with a wry smile and said "hello" to his ear.

"How late will you be busy? It's already dark." Zhou Huimin asked gently, without arguing with He Daqi for not calling to let her know he got off the plane safely.

"I'm heading back now. I'm sorry to have worried you. The main thing is that as soon as Lu Han and Zhang Jiashuai stepped out of the airport, they couldn't stand still, which scared me so much that I quickly..."

“I know, I’m not worried. I couldn’t reach you an hour after you got off the plane, so I asked Qin Long and his brother. I found out you went to the hospital and then to the company, so I didn’t bother you. It’s almost seven o’clock now, and I wanted to ask if you’re coming back for dinner or eating out, so I can be prepared.”

"Go back and eat."

“Then come back early. I’ve already told the kids that you’re coming back this afternoon. They’re getting impatient waiting at home and keep asking me every few minutes. Tell them when you’ll be home so that those two little devils don’t keep saying I’m lying to them.”

As she spoke, Zhou Huimin placed her phone on the table, turned on speakerphone, and gestured for the two naughty kids who were lounging on the sofa to talk to their father themselves.

"Dad, when will you come back?"

"Dad, I want to eat egg tarts, but Mom won't let me."

One child was concerned about when He Daqi would return, while the other took the opportunity to complain about Zhou Huimin. Hearing the children's voices, He Daqi felt his anxious heart immediately ease, and he laughed and replied:
"Huanhuan, I'll be back in half an hour. Stay home and be a good girl with your little sister, and wait for Daddy to come home so we can have dinner together. Lele, didn't I tell you before that the dentist told you to eat less sweets at the last checkup? Not only will Mommy not let you eat egg tarts, but Daddy won't let you either."

"Hmph!" The little girl angrily hung up the phone, leaving He Daqi's beloved son and Zhou Huimin speechless.

(End of this chapter)