Hong Kong 1980: Me and the Queen Swapped Clothes

Qin Weiming didn't know what to say to this guy. He didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he turned to Wang Zuxian and asked, "What's wrong? Did you want to say something to me just now?"

Wang Zuxian quickly shook her head: "I have nothing to say to you. When that person rushed out and asked you to be his older brother, I almost burst out laughing."

Qin Weiming was speechless. He knew it would turn out like this. What would other people think of someone like Li Yong, who inexplicably came up to him and said he wanted to be his underling?

Seeing Qin Weiming's dark face, Wang Zuxian quickly said, "Didn't you say you wouldn't accept him? I think he should have realized his mistake after you rejected him once."

Qin Weiming nodded and pondered for a moment before saying, "I hope so. If saying a few words to him today can get him back on track, I think his family will thank me."

"Wow, Ah Ming, why do you sound so old-fashioned now? Did you really feel old after teaching me for a few days?" Joey Wong couldn't help but laugh again.

Qin Weiming was amused by her words. This woman always hit his funny bone perfectly, especially at times like this. He felt he couldn't help but laugh at Wang Zuxian's antics: "You yourself said that only someone like you can come to me and joke around like that. Fine, fine, I won't waste my breath on you. Anyway, I'll listen to you on this. As for that kid Li Yong, he'll probably come again. I can tell he's very persistent."

"But he's older than you. What can you do as his older brother?" Joey Wong was puzzled.

Qin Weiming shrugged: "He probably thinks I can take him along to conquer territory, but unfortunately, I have no intention of being that kind of person."

Wang Zuxian wholeheartedly agreed; she thought so too. No matter what path Qin Weiming took, he shouldn't associate with someone like Li Yong.

When she got home that night, Wang Zuxian was still thinking about this matter while lying in bed. Although she would say that Qin Weiming was a bit old-fashioned on the spot, she secretly loved Qin Weiming for that and always thought that he was very handsome when he spoke like that.

She wanted to see Qin Weiming tomorrow, but Aunt Wang stopped her: "School starts soon, you should focus on your studies. How's your basketball practice going?"

"Mom, my coach said I've improved. Okay, okay, I don't really want to go out and play. I'll go study, alright?" Before her mother could get angry, Joey Wong immediately ran back to her room.

She was still quite pragmatic; after all, if she angered Wang Ma, it would only be Wang Zuxian herself who would suffer.

Qin Weiming would call Fang Yanmei every night, telling her to take care of her health and not to waste all her resources and end up with lumbar muscle strain.

When Fang Yanmei heard Qin Weiming's instructions, she nervously twisted her neck. She didn't dare tell Qin Weiming that she had just recovered from her injury yesterday and had accidentally twisted her neck again today. Fortunately, Qin Weiming wouldn't be replacing her these next few days, otherwise she would have been unable to hide it and would have been exposed.

"No, it seems I need to reduce my training starting tomorrow. Otherwise, if A-Ming finds out, it'll be a real problem. He'll nag me to death." Fang Yanmei took a breath. She also had to consider Qin Weiming's feelings. If she ruined her body by exercising on her own and Qin Weiming started nagging her, it would be troublesome.

Looking back, Fang Yanmei actually felt that the feeling of being cared for wasn't bad.

"My mom's coming, I have to hang up now. My phone bill's been a bit high lately, and my mom seems to be getting suspicious," Qin Weiming said in a low, hurried voice.

Fang Yanmei listened to the sound of the receiver being hung up, went to the bathroom to wash her face, but when she looked up, she found that the smile on her face had not yet disappeared. She coughed and, although she knew that no one was around, she still looked around guiltily.

"It's strange, why am I still grinning like an idiot?" Fang Yanmei herself couldn't understand why she was like this. Clearly, the relationship between Qin Weiming and her was already extraordinary, but she was still very conflicted about this.

Perhaps that's why Fang Yanmei felt a little guilty when she thought about this.

Looking at Fang Yanmei's reflection in the mirror, she couldn't help but warn herself, "Amei, wake up! He's just concerned about you as your younger brother. Don't overthink it."

Even so, Fang Yanmei still felt very good, even though the pain in her back had lessened considerably.

The next day, when they went to rehearse, Jackie Chan and Yuen Biao were both surprised: "Why does Ah Mei look even better than before she was injured?"

"She's probably gone crazy from rehearsing the moves, Brother Long. Go easy on her. Ah Mei is a girl after all. You're being too harsh on her," Yuen Biao couldn't help but say.

Cheng Long rolled his eyes: "Yuen Biao, I didn't see you holding back when you were teaching her, okay? I saw you throw her flying several times. Wasn't her neck injury yesterday caused by you not holding back?"

"Sigh, I lost control for a moment. I don't know why, but I felt that Ah Mei's skills were sometimes good and sometimes bad. She could have caught my attack before." Yuen Biao said with some frustration.

Cheng Long was quite clear-headed: "Amei is just an ordinary person after all. She was just quick to react earlier. Don't have such high expectations of her. Besides, Amei is already very hardworking. If you throw her off balance again, I'll be in trouble with you."

Yuen Biao smiled wryly, not expecting that he would end up being warned by Jackie Chan. He had no choice but to be more careful when sparring with Fang Yanmei, which would reduce the probability of her getting hurt.

However, Fang Yanmei was completely unaware of these abnormalities. She was simply focused on her basic idea of ​​mastering these skills and didn't pay much attention to Yuan Biao's thoughts, since she felt that she wasn't very familiar with him.

Meanwhile, the freshman reporting for Guoguang High School began.

The weather has been getting hotter and hotter lately, and most of the new students who come to register are hiding in the shade. The available shady spots are full of parents and students fanning themselves. Everyone's faces are covered with greasy sweat, which they can only wipe off with their hands and then continue to look around.

Once the school's iron gates opened, everyone rushed inside, excitedly discussing the new school.

In this sense, most people have actually imagined what Guoguang looks like in their minds.

The school has not disappointed them. The school site is not too large, with four teaching buildings rising from the ground, including a main building that is ten stories high. At this time, it was an extremely rare building in Taiwan, and this was only the main building of a high school.

"Mom, I'm going to become a big star here." A boy looked a bit dazed, but his handsome face still made people want to take a second look at him.

The woman beside him smiled kindly. She knew her son must have such talent, but at this moment she didn't say much, only nodding and saying, "You definitely have hope, Mom believes in you."

Qin Weiming walked here with his mother, feeling quite curious. He glanced around to see where Wang Zuxian was. However, his mother seemed to know what he was thinking and whispered to him, "If that pretty girl you like shows up, it will definitely cause a stir. You don't even need to look to know she's here."

"Ahem, Mom, I never knew you were so smart."

Qin Weiming blushed slightly. He was indeed looking for Wang Zuxian, and he didn't need to hide this from his mother. However, she was able to accurately guess what he was thinking.

Qin's mother chuckled, as if to say, "My son doesn't know that I was young once too." But looking around at the people nearby, she sighed, "There are so many good-looking kids here."

"Nonsense, Mom, this is an arts school. If your appearance doesn't meet the standards, you'll be more likely to be rejected by the teachers from the start." Qin Weiming was speechless. He had just been praising his mother's intelligence, but he didn't expect her to be so stumped on this point.

Qin's mother thought about it and agreed. The environment of this kind of art school is very different from that of ordinary schools, and the requirements for children are much higher.

"But you'll be almost old enough in two years. I'll try to get you transferred to a school in Hong Kong then," Qin's mother said to Qin Weiming.

Qin's mother had considered the arrangements for her child. If Qin Weiming were to go abroad to study, although the family could afford it, it would undoubtedly be a strain on their finances. Moreover, Qin Weiming might not even want to go abroad.

In addition, Qin Weiming has recently shown interest in a girl, so Qin's mother decided to postpone the idea of ​​going abroad and wait and see what Qin Weiming thinks first.

"Alright, let me finish my studies here first." Qin Weiming thought to himself. His initial idea for coming to Guoguang was to study and avoid his father's interrogation. However, when he saw Wang Zuxian, his mood changed drastically.

Even if you can't win over Joey Wong, just being able to spend time with her is a pleasure.

Moreover, Qin Weiming remembered that Joey Wong debuted very early. It seemed that she filmed a short film or music video in Taiwan, and after being spotted, she went to Hong Kong to debut. Within two years, she became a big star and began a life of filming films like crazy.

In that sense, Joey Wong only had two or three more years of leisurely time left before she could enjoy the life of a superstar.

As for Qin Weiming's purpose here, he originally thought he could help Fang Yanmei as much as he could, but after seeing how hard Fang Yanmei worked, Qin Weiming's intentions gradually faded.

After two changes, Qin Weiming reflected on his actions.

First of all, he didn't need to take all these things as his responsibility, especially in this kind of situation, he was even more certain that he didn't need to think about it so much.