Hong Kong 1980: Me and the Queen Swapped Clothes

Wang Zuxian felt a chill run down her spine. Seeing Fang Yanmei's gaze lingering on her, she immediately changed her expression: "Aming, let's go. Don't keep Mengdie and the others waiting for us."

"Okay." Fang Yanmei secretly felt something was wrong. She had a clear feeling that Wang Zuxian could clearly see what she was thinking. At this moment, she no longer doubted Wang Zuxian's keenness. The other party's expression was completely different from what she thought.

Joey Wong supported her shoulders: "Let's walk forward first. I still have a lot of questions I want to ask you. What have you been writing and drawing in class lately? I want to see your notebook, but you're always hiding it mysteriously."

Fang Yanmei was a little confused. She didn't know anything about this. She had just arrived and rushed to watch Wang Zuxian's match. She hadn't had time to go back to watch it yet.

Faced with Wang Zuxian's question, Fang Yanmei could only whisper, "Ah, it's probably just some random stuff like writing about the weather today and what I want to eat."

"Really? I feel like you're just giving me the runaround." Wang Zuxian glanced at her with some dissatisfaction. Although she wasn't particularly smart, she could tell that Fang Yanmei was just giving her a perfunctory reply.

Fang Yanmei felt extremely guilty. She was a straightforward person and not at all like Qin Weiming, who could hide his emotions. Therefore, she had to be extra careful in front of Wang Zuxian.

The moment she was questioned by Joey Wong, she revealed a flaw because she felt guilty, which immediately made Joey Wong realize that something was wrong.

"Ah Ming, I peeked last time. You were clearly writing a song. Why couldn't you let me know? Didn't you promise me last time that you would sing it for me when you finished writing it?" Wang Zuxian was even more frustrated. She remembered that she had asked Qin Weiming about it before, and he had promised her that he would.

Unexpectedly, when she came to ask again, Qin Weiming denied everything, which made Wang Zuxian very unhappy, and she directly asked him.

Fang Yanmei's back was stiff. She had been trained like a dog every day in Hong Kong for a while, and she hadn't had time to look at the notes Qin Weiming had made during that time after she came back.

Who would have thought that he would be stumped by Joey Wong's question here.

Looking into Joey Wong's eyes, which seemed to be smiling but weren't, Fang Yanmei felt nervous for the first time. She knew that when Joey Wong showed such an expression, it wouldn't be so easy to fool her.

Having no other choice, Fang Yanmei could only bite the bullet and say, "Well, I haven't mastered that song yet. I'll sing it for you in person once I've practiced it, okay?"

"Okay! You said it yourself, so I'll be the first person to hear you sing." Joey Wong immediately cheered up. She had only asked Fang Yanmei a question, but she didn't expect her to give such a definite promise.

As for the rest, it wasn't really important to Joey Wong. She was just wondering why Qin Weiming had kept this from her.

That's how girls are; they can accept your legitimate choice, but they can't accept you deceiving them.

Even Wang Zuxian was the same. She even patted Fang Yanmei on the shoulder. Given that she was slightly taller than Qin Weiming, it wasn't difficult for her to do this: "Don't worry, Ming. Last time I heard you sing, I thought I sounded a little better. I won't discriminate against you because of that, hahaha."

Before she could finish speaking, Joey Wong couldn't hold back her laughter and ran away, looking nothing like she had claimed to be completely indifferent to the matter.

Clearly, Qin Weiming's previous singing voices had been ridiculed and certified by Wang Zuxian.

Fang Yanmei remained silent, her face dark. She suddenly felt that she might have a chance to give Qin Weiming a special training session next time. How could he not even be as good as Wang Zuxian?

Could this little girl have the voice of a lark? She'd never heard of it before. She should listen to Joey Wong sing next time she has the chance.

In this respect, Fang Yanmei still had unwarranted expectations of Wang Zuxian.

Wang Zuxian had the privilege of hearing Qin Weiming sing before, and after that, she was amazed by his voice and even felt a sense of kinship with him.

So when Fang Yanmei said that she hadn't mastered the song yet and needed to practice more, she immediately believed her.

After singing like that, it's obvious that Qin Weiming must feel extremely embarrassed.

Wang Zuxian can understand this situation very well; she, too, couldn't find a wide path in singing.

"If Ah Ming doesn't sing off-key, I'll applaud him against my conscience and praise him for being a good singer." Wang Zuxian asked herself honestly, she had already given Qin Weiming quite a bit of favor.

At least back then, when men with the skills of professional singers came to pursue her, even if they knelt down in front of her with a guitar and sang, Joey Wong would walk past them without even glancing at them.

Wang Zuxian had a good understanding of Qin Weiming's level of mischief.

They were all too familiar with each other. Several times, Joey Wong wanted to ask Qin Weiming just how strong his family connections were, whether they were as strong as Tung Chee-hwa's, to be able to squeeze someone like him, who couldn't sing in tune, into the company.

There's no way around it; the fact that Tung Chee-hwa, with his looks, could get into a school shows that his family must have some connections.

"Why do I feel like there's a hint of pity in Xiaoxian's eyes when she looks at me?" Fang Yanmei said, both amused and exasperated. She felt that Wang Zuxian's gaze towards her just now carried a touch of sympathy.

She hadn't felt this way in years; it was only when Joey Wong looked at herself that she felt this way. She was too embarrassed to look at anyone else.

When they met up with Tung Chee-hwa and the others, Tung Chee-hwa couldn't contain his curiosity and ran over to ask, "What did you say to Hsiao-hsien just now? Why can't she hide her smile whenever she looks at you? Did you win her over?"

"No, I just said I had a chance to sing her a song, which made her very happy," Fang Yanmei said, feeling wronged.

Dong Jianhua looked at Fang Yanmei suspiciously for a while: "You sing very well? She's so happy, hasn't she ever heard a cassette tape before?"

Fang Yanmei glanced at Dong Jianhua, too lazy to waste any more words with him. If Qin Weiming hadn't been absent, she would have been curious about how he usually sang.

Wang Zuxian and others have all heard of him, but Fang Yanmei has never actually met Qin Weiming in real life.

"Perhaps I should come to Taiwan next time I have the chance, at least to see Ah Ming. That would be worthwhile," Fang Yanmei thought to herself. She was sincere and had no ulterior motives. It wasn't wrong for her to just want to see Qin Weiming.