Hong Kong 1980: Me and the Queen Swapped Clothes

Thinking about the current situation, Fang Yanmei couldn't help but smile: "I know, without your help, I wouldn't even have gotten this opportunity, would I?"

Qin Weiming was speechless for a moment. To be honest, it was indeed as Fang Yanmei said, but things weren't that simple.

He could only explain the drawbacks to Fang Yanmei: "If you are really serious, then practice hard when you come back, but don't injure yourself and then stop."

Fang Yanmei was about to say that she would never do such a thing, but before she could even make her promise, Qin Weiming had already hung up the phone, leaving her with only one sentence: "Anyway, I will check your body when we switch bodies. Don't do anything reckless and disregard your health, or you're finished. I will buy a ticket and go to Hong Kong to find you."

"Hmph, this guy, he's not that old, but he's incredibly domineering." Fang Yanmei said helplessly as she listened to the busy tone on the other end of the phone.

But Qin Weiming's warning dispelled the last glimmer of hope in Fang Yanmei's heart; indeed, such a thought had indeed crossed her mind.

For some reason, Fang Yanmei discovered that Qin Weiming handled interpersonal relationships in the entertainment industry quite well, far beyond what was expected of someone his age. This maturity and way of handling things beyond his years was unbelievable to Fang Yanmei.

Furthermore, since Qin Weiming also knows how to perform these routines, Fang Yanmei felt even more threatened. She couldn't rely on Qin Weiming being one step ahead of her in every aspect.

Since diligence can make up for lack of talent, Fang Yanmei planned to adopt this most clumsy method. As long as she could effectively improve, she could do these things even better. However, before she could even begin, Qin Weiming saw through her plan.

In this respect, Qin Weiming was truly doing it for her own good. Of course, he knew Fang Yanmei's habits, but precisely because he knew them, he couldn't let Fang Yanmei continue like this.

"If he comes back and finds that Xiaoxian ran away because of me, he'll probably be so angry he'll faint. There's nothing I can do about it; I've already tried my best. But I really don't have the talent to coax people. I'm nowhere near as good as A-Ming's mouth." Fang Yanmei muttered to herself, climbed into bed, slowly lay down, and drifted off to sleep, smelling the fresh scent of soapberry in the quilt.

Although Fang Yanmei felt she had made a mess of things on the island, she was actually quite satisfied when Qin Weiming returned.

First, he finished his homework.

Yes, Fang Yanmei managed to finish his homework this week by working herself to the bone.

For this reason alone, Qin Weiming wanted to thank Fang Yanmei's ancestors for eight generations; he didn't want his hands to become shaped like chicken claws from doing homework.

Although his hands are now this shape, at least he hasn't suffered.

In this respect, Qin Weiming is still grateful.

Qin Weiming was aware of the mess Fang Yanmei and Wang Zuxian were in, and he knew that it was impossible for them to get along well.

"Isn't this a joke? If the two of them can get along well, then what do I need to do? Let them get along." Qin Weiming was very self-aware. He knew that he didn't care that much about these things, but Wang Zuxian was definitely confused by his sudden estrangement these past few days.

Given Wang Zuxian's temperament, the fact that she didn't directly get angry at him shows that Fang Yanmei did a decent job. The rest depends on Qin Weiming's methods.

"Let's ask her to play ball first and see if we can win her back. Actually, I haven't won her over yet, so there's more room for maneuver this way." Qin Weiming thought to himself. A while ago, Wang Zuxian was only at the point where she would reluctantly ask him to go out for a stroll, but Fang Yanmei's behavior after this interaction probably drove away all of Wang Zuxian's goodwill towards him.

Sigh, it's not easy to increase favorability, but it drops off very quickly.

Qin Weiming wiped away his tears of sympathy and still gritted his teeth to call Wang Zuxian.

"Hey, who are you? Why are you calling our Xiaoxian every day?" The voice that answered the phone was a gentle middle-aged woman, but the concern and questioning in her words were enough to make any real sixteen-year-old's scalp tingle.

Fortunately, Qin Weiming wasn't. He greeted the other end of the line with his usual sunny and cheerful boyish voice: "Hello, Auntie. I used to be the class's academic representative. I'm calling to ask if Wang Zuxian has any academic problems if she transfers to a new school. If she does, I can explain them to her."

"Ah, you're the class monitor? I've never heard of you before." Wang Ma's tone was somewhat skeptical, but compared to her previous cold and unapproachable manner, her attitude had undoubtedly softened considerably.

Qin Weiming did not press his advantage, but maintained his polite demeanor and continued, "Auntie, I completed the procedures to study at Guoguang before Wang Zuxian. Although we may not be in the same class, if there is anything you don't understand about your studies, you are welcome to ask me for help. I am a year ahead of her."

"Oh, then you should help our Xiaoxian more. Xiaoxian has never mentioned to me that you are the class monitor. I thought you were the one who always asked her to go out and play ball." Wang's mother relaxed her guard against Qin Weiming a little. Since he was a year older than Wang Zuxian, he should not have any ulterior motives towards Wang Zuxian in this regard, at least not as strong as the boys in her class and grade.

Qin Weiming could only smile and remain silent; he wouldn't say anything to the other party on this point.

Then, his call was finally transferred to the right person.

Joey Wong was somewhat excited and incredulous: "How did you break through my mom's defenses? Did you lie to her? I even heard her say you were the class monitor. I almost died laughing inside. Hahaha, you, the class monitor?"

"How do you know I won't be the class monitor after I go to Guoguang? Okay, I'm not calling to chat. I want to ask if you want to come out and play ball. Of course, just say you want to ask me to come out and do my homework."

Qin Weiming dampened Wang Zuxian's cheerful mood, fearing that their conversation would go on indefinitely. However, his words surprised Wang Zuxian, as she hadn't really thought that much about it before.

"If I come out, wouldn't that mean I'm lying to my mother again?" Joey Wong was a little conflicted.

Qin Weiming smiled slightly: "If it's inconvenient for you, then forget it. I can play by myself."

"Hey, wait a minute, let me go talk to my mom. Is it still the same court as last time?" Wang Zuxian called out to Qin Weiming, not wanting to miss this opportunity to go out with her friend alone.

After all, even Joey Wong was just a teenager at that time.

Moreover, since Qin Weiming had recited the text beforehand and given her instructions, Wang Ma had a very good impression of him.

"That boy is much more polite than you. He wasn't intimidated by me when he spoke, and he even greeted me politely first. You should learn from him and stop running around outside like a crazy girl every day," Wang Ma couldn't help but advise Wang Zuxian.

Wang Zuxian rolled her eyes speechlessly. She didn't want to lie to Wang Ma, but after hearing what the other party said, she admired Qin Weiming even more. Just from a phone call, Qin Weiming had managed to make Wang Ma so happy that she kept praising him. This was a treatment that she herself had never received.

"Are all mothers biased?" Wang Zuxian muttered to herself silently. She felt that she hadn't paid attention to these things when she was talking to her mother earlier. But in the current situation, she still told a little lie and ran out to play with Qin Weiming.

"When did I become like this? It's all because of Ah Ming's bad influence on me." Wang Zuxian thought to herself on the way. She recalled that she didn't seem to lie so naturally before. It was after being with Qin Weiming that she became more cunning when talking to Wang Ma under his influence.

Most importantly, Wang Zuxian was afraid of being discovered by her mother, so she seemed to talk a lot more when she was with Qin Weiming.

This overly excited state has made Wang's mother suspicious many times; she always felt that Wang Zuxian's recent behavior was not quite normal.

No one knows a child better than their mother, and Wang Ma's observation of her daughter's unusual behavior was as obvious as a bright light bulb in the night.

"Ah Ming, have you been here long?" When Wang Zuxian saw Qin Weiming, she couldn't help but be happy and waved and shouted to him from afar.

Qin Weiming was practicing basketball on the court when he suddenly heard her shout. He turned around and waved to her to let her know he had heard him. However, instead of staying still, he immediately ran out to meet her.

There were other people on the court who saw Qin Weiming run out and try to get his ball, then they started hitting it hard.

At this moment, Qin Weiming had no time to care about the balls. He hadn't seen Wang Zuxian for seven days. Seeing her made him feel instantly brighter, and his gloomy mood seemed to disappear all at once.

"Xiaoxian." Qin Weiming ran up to Wang Zuxian, stopped, and looked her up and down with a smile.

Wang Zuxian's initially happy mood suddenly turned uneasy under Qin Weiming's burning gaze. She nervously glanced around and, finding no one else to have noticed their little interaction, glared at Qin Weiming: "What are you doing? Staring at me like that, like you're going to eat me up."

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's just that I haven't seen you in so long, I was a little too happy." Qin Weiming quickly apologized, and lowered his gaze, no longer staring at Wang Zuxian with the same look he had just had. He himself felt that it was a bit impolite.