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Chapter 55: I have to draw Huazi
He Daqi suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.

He turned his head to look at He Bing, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start. Only then did he notice that He Bing's face looked a little haggard, and his bloodshot eyes were staring blankly at the pine tree at the entrance of the community.

The two people in the car fell silent again.

He Daqi was unable to organize his words, and He Bing didn't seem to really want to know the answer after asking.

After about five minutes, He Daqi suddenly smiled and said, "Uncle, is the reason you're not as tall as me because you're just too cunning?"

He Bing also laughed: "You little bastard!"

For some things, no answer is the best answer.

Now that this layer of window paper has been broken, it's like hitting a wolf with a stick, and you're afraid of both ends. He Bing can't really beat He Daqi up, right?

Besides, He Daqi doesn't look like he's suffered any loss in this matter. If he really didn't like it, he would have gone back to the courtyard and hidden there long ago. How could he be bullied by others at his doorstep in the old city?
"Have you had lunch yet?"

"No, we usually order food from the hotel. We both get up late every day, so we usually eat around one o'clock."

He Bing sighed and said, "You seem to be living a pretty good life. Was it her who found the resources for you in Infernal Affairs?"

"Correct."

"What about Korea? Did she choose the movie 'Sex is Zero' for you on purpose?"

He Daqi shook his head and said with a wry smile, "Really? I went with her to a concert in South Korea at the time and met the director there. I didn't think much of it at the time. I only did the role because the director offered a high price."

He Bing smiled speechlessly and said, "You've had this problem since you were little, so short-sighted. When you were in kindergarten, a little girl offered you a piece of candy and asked for a kiss, and you foolishly agreed. But in the end, you were called to the courtyard, and you didn't get the candy, and the little girl kissed you for nothing."

There's such a thing? Why didn't you know to ask for candy first and then kiss?

He Daqi smiled awkwardly.

He Bing then asked, "Is it true that you took on another film in South Korea?"

"It's true. It's a serious romance film, but it was finished filming a long time ago. As for that drama... I must have gotten it through her connections, because Huan Ya helped me connect it."

"You're doing pretty well abroad," He Bing joked.

He Daqi continued to smile foolishly, but unfortunately he had been pretending to be from a scholarly family, and now he no longer had Junhe's temperament, making this foolish smile seem out of place.

Fortunately, He Bing was not thinking about this, and he did not notice that his nephew's temperament was wrong.

"Okay, I got it. Go back. Remember to go to the crew tomorrow. They're filming at the Beijing Film Studio. If you can't find me, call me."

"Ah."

He Daqi nodded, opened the car door and walked out.

He had not taken two steps when He Bing behind him suddenly called out to him.

"Da Qi!"

He Daqi looked back in confusion, wondering if He Bing had anything else to tell him.

"Be careful not to kill anyone, or it will end badly."

He Daqi turned around and left angrily.

He Bing was laughing in the car, but when he saw He Daqi hurried away, his laughter gradually subsided.

"Ugh……"

He took out another cigarette and lit it.

Since he found out yesterday that the house belonged to Zhou Huimin, he had already smoked three packs of cigarettes by noon today.

He is in this circle himself, so he has seen all kinds of monsters and demons. There are so many temporary couples on the set, so he is more open-minded about this matter.

I don’t play this myself, but I won’t look down on others like a moral role model.

But He Daqi is his nephew after all. He thought about it all night yesterday but still couldn't figure out what to say when they really meet.

Fortunately, he was also involved in ideological work at the People's Art Theatre and had some understanding of the art of language. So, after a long chat today, he finally made a nonsensical comment. He didn't dare to say anything harsh, for fear that He Daqi, young and thin-skinned, would lose face and start a fight with him.

The result was okay, although he was not very optimistic about his nephew's relationship.

"After all this trouble, I still have to keep it a secret for you. Do I feel guilty?" He Bing said self-deprecatingly, then started the Jetta and drove away slowly.

He Daqi almost fell because he walked too fast.

After returning to the villa in shame, he threw away his military coat and collapsed on the sofa.

Zhou Huimin observed He Daqi stealthily.

She knew what He Daqi had gone out for. He Daqi didn't expect He Bing to play tricks, but Zhou Huimin had guessed it.

So at this moment she wanted to see from He Daqi's expression how the uncle and nephew were talking.

If I'm lucky, it might be solved in one go, and in a couple of days I'll be able to follow He Daqi to meet his family.

If you're unlucky...

Can't think about it!
Zhou Huimin filtered out the sadistic love drama in her head and held her chin with distress.

How annoying! I'm still a fairy in my thirties, why am I already thinking about the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?

No, He Daqi's mother died in an accident, and what he needs to consider is the relationship with his grandmother.

It’s even more annoying! Generally speaking, grandmothers are more protective of their children!

He Daqi always felt that Zhou Huimin's eyes were a little strange, and asked in a muffled voice: "Why are you staring at me?"

"How was your conversation with your uncle?"

"It's okay. He knows about you, but it seems like he doesn't want to care or tell my grandparents."

Zhou Huimin understood what He Daqi meant and came over to huddle with He Daqi, pouting. "What you mean is that he doesn't think highly of us, right? What an old-fashioned guy!"

"He is one year younger than you..."

"Why do you mention age for no reason?" Zhou Huimin was so angry that she pulled He Daqi's face back and forth.

He Daqi was still furious after being stabbed by He Bing a few times, and immediately started fighting with Zhou Huimin on the sofa.

The fight continued to the bedroom on the second floor.

Lunch turned into dinner.

the next day.

He Daqi came to the Beijing Film Studio early in the morning.

Looking at the crowd of people at the door, He Daqi remembered the two times when he had foolishly waited for work here. He smiled at himself and walked straight in without stopping.

It is relatively easy to find the Shuxiangmendi film crew.

This is the only period drama being filmed at the Beijing Film Studio right now. The others are either historical dramas or anti-Japanese dramas, and you can tell the difference just by taking a quick glance.

He arrived too early and there were not many people in the crew. Only the director had seen He Daqi before, so no one from the other crew members came to greet him.

He Daqi was also happy and comfortable, squatting leisurely on the side like an old man, watching the busy logistics.

A pair of cold little hands covered He Daqi's eyes, and the fragrance of hand cream lingered around He Daqi's nose.

"Guess who I am?"

He Daqi must have guessed it, so he grabbed the hand that was covering his eyes and looked back. It was the senior student he had only met once.

The morning sun shone on her face, and her snow-white skin was covered with a hint of gold. Hai Qing smiled sweetly at He Daqi, like a yellow tulip blooming in the flower field under the windmill.

(End of this chapter)