Exciting 1979!

Chapter 300 Zhou Huimin's Big Ball, Zhu Lin and Gong Xue's Small Ball
Zhou Huimin was quite distracted in class today because she saw a news article in a classmate's newspaper saying that the movie "Heroes Have Always Been Born Young" held a fan meeting last night, and that Lau Kar-leung was there to offer his congratulations. The article also mentioned that screenwriter Wei Ming was also present.

Amin was extremely annoyed that he had missed this precious meeting. Would he be going back to the mainland soon?

With this conflicted feeling, Zhou Huimin was called to participate in a basketball game after school and even got a chance to play.

But because she had something on her mind, she didn't perform well and lost the ball several times. The coach gave her a ball and told her to practice more after class, and if she did it again, he would let her join the cheerleading team.

So Zhou Huimin dribbled the ball from the school to the store. It was getting dark, and a child had just run past her. She let go of the ball, and it bounced right towards her fast food restaurant.

At that moment, a tall man picked up the basketball and twirled it on his finger as if to show off. Pshaw, how childish.

However, when the man turned around, Vivian Chow's eyes widened in surprise.

Armin!

Although she had only seen his photos, and although he was even more handsome in person than in the photos, Vivian Chow was certain that it was him!

Also, the way he spun the ball just now was so cool!

Wei Ming was even more surprised than she was, "Holy crap, Vivian Chow!"

It must be her. She was wearing a basketball uniform, showing off her long legs. Although she hadn't reached her peak yet, the teenage girl had already grown up quite a bit, and she was almost 1.7 meters tall. She just had some baby fat, making her more cute than pretty. She wasn't stunning, but she was very pleasant to look at.

Hong Kong is neither too big nor too small. I actually bumped into Vivian Chow when she was a teenager. I also saw the Ni family a few days ago. What a coincidence. Could it be that I am about to start a side story of "taming Hong Kong"?
Xia Yufanghong, Xianzhenminxin, just thinking about them makes my back ache.

"Here, your ball." Wei Ming handed the ball over.

Zhou Huimin reached out to catch it, but because she was in a daze, she missed. It was a road with a slight slope, and after the ball landed, it bounced and ran downhill. Zhou Huimin and Wei Ming immediately tried to grab the ball at the same time, but they bumped into each other, causing them to miss a good opportunity. The basketball ran further and further away along the road.

Without bothering to comfort Zhou Huimin, whose forehead had been injured by his own chest muscle, Wei Ming immediately chased after her, with Amin following closely behind.

While chasing the ball, Wei Ming suddenly thought of something.

Amin? Vivian Chow?

These two seem to have a lot in common!
Amin once said that she was born posthumously.

He knew that Vivian Chow's father had also passed away before she was even born.

Amin also mentioned that her mother had her when she was quite old.

Wei Ming also knew that Zhou Huimin's mother had her late in life.

Amin also said that she likes singing, drawing, and playing basketball on her middle school team.

And Zhou Huimin in front of us is also holding a basketball!
Moreover, they all have the character "敏" in their names. Zhou Huimin was even seen near Holiland. I should have asked her what her English name was.

After they walked away, Old Ghost went to the door again to take a look. The brat was nowhere to be seen, and the little girl hadn't arrived yet either. What a waste of time!
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"Give."

"Oh, thank you."

When Wei Ming handed the basketball over for the second time, he made sure Zhou Huimin had received it before letting go.

Just as Zhou Huimin was about to reveal her identity while holding the basketball and have a pure hug with Brother A-Ming, Wei Ming couldn't hold back any longer.

He tentatively asked, "Are you a student from around here?"

"Ah? Yes." She nodded obediently.

"Then you must go to that Holiland fast food restaurant often, right?" he asked again.

"Yes, that restaurant is super delicious!" Zhou Huimin is always advertising her own restaurant.

Wei Ming: "Have you met the shop owner's daughter?"

Amin's heart started racing, her eyes blinked rapidly, and she even brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. Ah Ming was secretly asking about me!

Wei Ming noticed her little actions and became increasingly convinced that he might have guessed correctly.

"I've seen her before. Do you know her?"

“Well, we’re friends who’ve never met,” Wei Ming said, “so I wanted to get to know each other before we met.”

“What do you want to know?” Vivian Chow asked. “Don’t you want to see me if I’m not pretty?”

“You’ve misunderstood, classmate. We’re not in that kind of relationship. I don’t care what she looks like. Even if she’s as pretty as you, she’s still just a kid.”

Upon hearing this praise, Vivian Chow was secretly pleased, but then became unconvinced: Who's a little kid? I'm 14 years old, already a middle school student, and some of my classmates are already dating!

Wei Ming continued, "I promised to give her a gift before, and this gift requires inspiration, but I've been lacking in inspiration lately and haven't come up with anything satisfactory, so I was thinking if I could find out more about her indirectly, maybe that would give me some inspiration."

Zhou Huimin immediately thought of the gift Ah Ming had promised her upon meeting her—a song. It turned out he hadn't written the song yet. But she didn't really care about any gift, so why force herself?

"So if you can't prepare a gift, will you just stop seeing her?" Zhou Huimin asked, somewhat annoyed.

"I guess I felt guilty. She has helped me a lot, and I wanted to give her the best gift. So even though I came to Hong Kong a long time ago, I still tried to postpone it as long as possible."

Zhou Huimin suddenly realized, no wonder, no wonder he hadn't come to see her even after being in Hong Kong for so long, so that's the reason! She had misunderstood and thought he didn't care about her!

"So why couldn't you resist coming to see it today?" Zhou Huimin gently spun her ball.

Wei Ming: "I was busy with work a few days ago, so I could find excuses for myself. Today I am indeed more free, but I ate eight snacks and still couldn't wait for her."

"Eating so much!" Vivian Chow's eyes crinkled with laughter.

"Is it delicious?"

“It’s a pity. If you could eat nine portions, you could have waited for her.” After saying that, before Wei Ming could react, Zhou Huimin grabbed the ball with one hand and stretched out the other hand, “Let’s get to know each other formally, Amin, Zhou Huimin.”

It really was the same person!

My pen pal is actually the Jade Girl Master!
After feigning surprise, Wei Ming smiled slightly and extended his right hand: "Lei Hao, A Ming, Wei Ming."

The two held hands for a long time without separating, gazing at each other. Amin felt embarrassed by their gazes, remembering how Amin had just complimented her on her beauty.

"You don't need to worry too much about that song. I'm not a singer, and I'm not in a hurry to use it." Amin didn't let go of her hand.

Wei Ming didn't let go, but Amin's little hands, which had been dribbling the basketball, were a bit dirty. He replied, "No, what's said is said. We've met today, and I'll take you home later. Let me think about it carefully in the meantime."

Zhou Huimin wasn't in a hurry to go home. She put her little brain to work and thought for a moment, saying, "After eating so much, do you want to exercise? I know there's a basketball court up ahead."

"Okay."

Zhou Huimin then changed her grip to a handshake, and Wei Ming let the little girl lead him forward. He didn't feel anything was wrong. Although it was their first meeting, they had been corresponding for a year and a half, and they were no longer strangers.

This place used to be popular with many HKU students, but after the school built an indoor basketball court, fewer students came. As dusk fell, only the two of them remained on some of the old basketball courts.

"I've kept you waiting for so long. I usually come to the store to help out after school, but today there was a school basketball game, so I only came over after the game," Zhou Huimin explained while dribbling the ball.

"How was the fight?"

Zhou Huimin stuck out her tongue: "Our team lost, and the coach punished me by making me go home and practice more."

"Then I'll be your sparring partner today."

"You play basketball too?" Zhou Huimin asked, looking at Amin who was warming up.

Wei Ming: "I often hang out with students from the Peking University basketball team, so I know a little about it."

Boys with a basic understanding of basketball often outperform most girls. As for female celebrities from Hong Kong and Taiwan, Wei Ming thinks he might not be as good at basketball as Wang Zuxian.

Zhou Huimin started her dribbling attack, and Wei Ming bent down to block her. His defense left Amin with no room to maneuver. They were not in the same league in terms of height and build, and there was also a certain gap in their skills.

In his later years, Wei Ming paid great attention to physical exercise. He was the best at table tennis, and was also good at badminton, tennis, basketball, bowling, and billiards. In short, he was a master of playing ball games.

He didn't hold back against Amin, quickly intercepting the basketball from him and driving straight past Amin to the basket.

"You've just eaten, so don't do strenuous exercise," Amin kindly reminded her, but at the same time, she didn't stop trying to stop him.

You little brat, trying to interfere, huh?

However, Wei Ming had already raised his head and was about to make a victory gesture when the basketball hit the backboard and bounced out.

Amin laughed heartily, and Wei Ming tried to save face by saying, "It's been a long time since I've played basketball, my aim was a bit off, let's try again."

Basketball is a competitive sport, and competition inevitably involves physical contact. Fortunately, Amin is still young and in many ways, so there isn't much awkwardness when the two play basketball together.

Girls typically grow taller first, then develop their figure.

"Your shooting accuracy is amazing!"

After more than ten minutes of getting used to it, Wei Ming started scoring more and more points. Amin immediately pestered Wei Ming to teach her, like a fangirl.

Wei Ming: "I'm a little thirsty."

"I'm going to buy water," Amin skipped and hopped toward an old man selling sweet soup not far away. A moment later she came back with two plastic cups. "Drink this, it's very thirst-quenching."

Wei Ming glanced at the two people's sweet soups; one was red bean, and the other was mung bean.

Amin took a few sips of her own red beans and then looked at Wei Ming's mung beans.

"May I try some of yours?"

Wei Ming handed it over, and Amin also handed her red bean to Wei Ming, and the two exchanged drinks.

There was absolutely no wariness or apprehension towards Amin, her pen pal, whom she was meeting for the first time.

Wei Ming smacked his lips and said, "It seems your red bean soup tastes better."

"Hehe, I think so too, but mung beans are more refreshing." The two sat next to the basketball court, Amin swinging her fair legs and looking up at the sky, where the sun was almost completely gone.

During their break, they could also chat about other things.

"Did you see Uncle Ghost in the shop?" Amin asked.

"Yes, I saw him. I saw him at Liyuan a few days ago."

Amin: "You two must be relatives, right? What kind of relatives?"

Wei Ming: "You really want to know? This is a family secret, and it's not to be told to outsiders."

Upon hearing this, Amin became even more curious.

“If it’s difficult, then forget it,” but Amin didn’t insist. She changed the subject, “Did you receive the letter I wrote to you when you came to Hong Kong?”

When was it written?

Early June.

"No, what did it say?"

Vivian Chow: "Nothing special. I watched your movie 'The Herdsman' a while ago and thought it was very good. Although I didn't quite understand some of the plot, the acting was excellent and the scenery was beautiful. This is my review. I also sent you some movie and fashion magazines." "I'll definitely read your letter carefully when I get back."

"Actually, I watched your screenplay 'Heroes Have Always Been Born Young' a couple of days ago. It was very good. Now, many boys in our class have watched it."

Wei Ming: "Thank you for your affirmation, Amin, but it's not just about screenwriting."

"Huh? You were in it? No, I'm sure I didn't see you, unless it was a minor role where you didn't even show your face."

Wei Ming asked with a smile, "Who wrote the original novel for this movie?"

"Wei the Madman."

Wei Ming smiled and pointed to himself.

"Ah, you, you, you!" Amin exclaimed in surprise, "You wrote 'The Terracotta Warriors: A Tale of Ancient and Modern Times'? I really love this novel!"

"Wei Kuangren is the pen name I use when writing popular novels," Wei Ming admitted.

"Did you publish it through Gui Bo?" Zhou Huimin thought of a question.

Wei Ming nodded.

"Is it because he didn't take a cut that you chose him?" Zhou Huimin said, feeling wronged. Actually, she could have chosen not to take a cut herself.

"A cut?" Wei Ming laughed. "He kept all my royalties, but we're related by blood, so I felt bad about always troubling you, so I contacted him instead."

"It's alright, go ahead and go ahead. 'The Myth of Qin: A Terracotta Warrior' is the best romance novel I've read recently," Zhou Huimin said sincerely. This kind of love that transcends time and spans three lifetimes is too captivating for young girls.

Wei Ming laughed and said, "Okay, next time I use Wei Kuangren to publish works in Hong Kong, I'll send them to you first."

“Hmm,” Zhou Huimin sighed again, “Wei Ming who writes literary works, Wei Kuangren who writes popular literature, Wei something who writes children’s literature, A Ming who writes songs in Hong Kong, and Mr Why who publishes works abroad, you don’t have any other hidden identities, do you?”

Wei Ming thought for a moment and said, "That's really all. This status is enough."

Vivian Chow also wanted to delve deeper into the creation of the globally popular English song "Moonlight Shadow." It's truly astonishing that a Chinese person could create such a song. Unfortunately, while Hong Kong media are buzzing about it, they don't know that the song was written by a Chinese man named Ah Ming.

However, the two had already finished their sugar water. Wei Ming stood up and dribbled the ball: "Come on, I'll teach you how to shoot. It's getting dark, let's play a little longer before we go home."

There are streetlights here, but Wei Ming didn't dare let a middle school student go home too late, for fear that her family would worry.

“Oh,” Zhou Huimin stood up, “You should teach me well. The coach said that if I don’t perform well next time, I’ll be punished by having to be a cheerleader.”

Wei Ming glanced at her long legs and said, "You're wasting your life if you're not a cheerleader."

The hands-on shooting instruction provided an opportunity for the two to get closer. Wei Ming was fine, but A Min, feeling distracted by A Ming adjusting his posture behind him, became somewhat distracted, and his shooting percentage dropped instead of increasing.

This made Wei Ming doubt himself: Am I such a bad teacher?
"Maybe I'm just tired from exercising too much today," Amin said, making excuses.

Wei Ming shook his head and asked, "Have you not eaten yet?"

"Oh right!" Zhou Huimin remembered; she had originally planned to eat at the restaurant.

Wei Ming suggested, "How about we grab some food at Holiland next time?"

Zhou Huimin refused; she didn't want Uncle Gui or her mother watching her date with Ah Ming.

"There are food stalls on the way home, let's go there to eat."

"Alright." Wei Ming helped Amin carry the ball and started their journey home.

This is a mountainous area, and they were walking along mountain roads. However, the public facilities were well-developed, so they didn't feel scared. They could even see fireflies along the way.

Wei Ming's hometown doesn't have this kind of thing, so he finds it very rare. Unfortunately, due to limited conditions, he couldn't take good photos at night.

Amin also noticed the camera in Wei Ming's bag. She should have asked him to take a picture of her before dark, but he didn't have any pictures of himself, and she only had one black and white photo of him.

"When are you leaving, Amin?" Amin asked.

"This weekend," Wei Ming said.

"Ah!" Amin hadn't expected that they would only have a few days together; it was too short!
"Then you must help me finish writing that song before you leave," she suddenly said.

Wei Ming found it strange, "You weren't in a hurry before."

Amin added, "To help you find inspiration, I'll be your guide and show you around Hong Kong tomorrow."

Wei Ming asked, "Don't we have class tomorrow?"

"I'll just take a sick leave. I'll catch up on my studies after you leave," Zhou Huimin said, rubbing her hands together.

Wei Ming wanted to say something righteous and important about academics, but he thought that even a well-behaved fourteen-year-old girl probably wouldn't like to hear such clichés, and she was at the age of rebellion.

Well, we can still encourage learning while having fun, so Wei Ming nodded in agreement.

Amin jumped three feet high with joy: "Amin, can you touch that leaf?"

Is there a reward for touching it?

"You're pretty good."

Wei Ming suddenly leaped up.

……

Yanjing.

Zhu Lin was riding a bicycle, with Gong Xue on the back.

Gong Xue said nervously, "Sister Lin, maybe we should just forget about it."

"What are you afraid of? You have the key. We're not thieves. What's wrong with playing ping-pong? Who knows what Xiao Wei is doing in Hong Kong?" Zhu Lin said nonchalantly.

Gong Xue: "Don't say that, Xiao Wei isn't that kind of person."

Gong Xue, who had been recuperating in her hometown of Shanghai for a while, finally returned to the Beijing Film Studio today and notified Zhu Lin, not Gong Ying, immediately.

Zhu Lin first treated Gong Xue to a meal, and then suggested that the two of them do some exercise after the meal, such as playing table tennis. She and Xiao Wei had played indoor table tennis in that courtyard house before, and the facilities were quite good.

Once they arrived at the location and confirmed that the door was locked outside, Zhu Lin said, "See, nobody's here. We'll play for a bit and then leave. We don't have anywhere else to play at this time."

As Gong Xue unlocked the door, he thought to himself: Does she really have to play with this ball? Does Sister Lin think I'm too weak and want to beat me bald?
Hmph, you underestimate me. I may not be a queen, but I'm still quite strong.

You can hear Ginkgo barking as soon as the door is open. When the door is opened, Ginkgo is overjoyed to see its two female owners arrive at the same time. Even the rarely seen sheriff curiously peeks out from his kennel and tilts his head to look at this incredible scene.

Gong Xue quickly locked the door from the inside, and Zhu Lin opened the door to the table tennis room and turned on the light.

"Look, there's a competition table, rackets, ping-pong balls, everything you could want. We can play and chat at the same time."

After the fight started, Zhu Lin attacked fiercely, and Gong Xue felt that she must be sexually repressed.

After Zhu Lin had used up some of his energy, he started chatting with Gong Xue: "The movie I starred in, 'Joyful Reunion,' is about to be released."

"Ping! Pong!"

Gong Xue: "So fast? I just finished filming not long ago."

"The director made thorough preparations beforehand, so everything was fast."

Gong Xue: "Then it will probably be released around the same time as Xiao Wei's 'Heroes Have Always Been Born Young'."

"what?"

Gong Xue: "I heard from the Beijing Film Studio that this film has received very good reviews and achieved great success in Hong Kong, so I specially sent a congratulatory message to the Beijing Film Studio. Therefore, Director Wang plans to release the film next month."

Zhu Lin spiked the ball down: "We're just a low-budget rural film, we can't compare to their high-investment martial arts films, so it's fine if it's released at the same time."

The ball wasn't spiked, and the room was large, so Gong Xue chased after it and got run around for a while.

Zhu Lin laughed and said, "If you miss the shot, just leave it. This basket is full of balls. We can put it away after we're done."

Gong Xue, however, had a thrifty mindset: "If one ball breaks, we'll just use another one; otherwise, they'll all be secondhand balls."

Zhu Lin smiled helplessly: "When is your movie coming out?"

"I don't know if it will be released before the new year," Gong Xue said. "I asked director Wang Haowei, and he said it's still being edited."

Zhu Lin: "It would be best if it were released before the new year, then we could compete with you for the Hundred Flowers Award."

Gong Xue laughed: "You're so confident in your play? My play was written by Xiao Wei."

Zhu Lin scored a point and raised his chin: "What, do you think I'm arrogant? Our film is just as good, even Xiao Wei said it's good."

"Then I'll go see what's going on as soon as possible," Gong Xue said, serving.

The two women played with the windows closed, otherwise it would have been more troublesome if the ping-pong ball had flown out. Soon, the two beauties were drenched in sweat.

Because they weren't wearing much clothing, and the clothes were even clinging to their bodies, revealing the graceful curves of mature women, it would be embarrassing for anyone with small breasts.

Gong Xue was the first to throw down her racket: "I'm not playing anymore, I'm not playing anymore. I've sweated so much, it's uncomfortable."

Zhu Lin laughed and said, "Then let's take a shower here before we leave."

"Huh? Isn't this bad?"

"What's wrong with that? Haven't you ever showered here before?" Zhu Lin pushed Gong Xue out of the ping-pong room. "You shower first, or I'll shower first?"

Gong Xue scratched his head: "You go first."

"Then find me some dry clothes to change into, even if you've worn them before."

Gong Xue: "..."

After Gong Xue finished showering, he saw Zhu Lin lying on the big red bed, wearing the clothes he had left there.

Zhu Lin, panting, said, "I just did some yoga. Let's rest for a while before we go."

Gong Xue had a premonition that he probably wouldn't be able to leave tonight.

She lay down next to Zhu Lin; after all, it wasn't the first time the two had shared a bed.

Seeing Zhu Lin's casual demeanor, Gong Xue asked, "Did you two do that here before?"

"This wasn't the initial scene; it started on the ping-pong table," Zhu Lin said without any hesitation.

Gong Xue: This is infuriating! No wonder she insisted on coming to play ping-pong; she was waiting for me here all along. Humph, I shouldn't have come!
(Three female leads, plus a supporting female character, why don't they release bonus chapters and beautiful pictures? They're making money, but in the end, it all benefits the old lady herself~)

(End of this chapter)