This actor has something

Chapter 107 Ex-boyfriend

After being reminded by Zhou Huimin, He Daqi only thought about the red carpet.

The two put on masks and started from the entrance of the Cultural Center Grand Theater. He Daqi helped Zhou Huimin climb the stairs carefully step by step.

"Little Jew, what do you think of your brother's death?"

"Vivian, why…"

"Take a look here!"

"Little Jew..."

He Daqi was full of questions, but when he saw that Zhou Huimin was just pursing her lips and had no intention of stopping, he continued to help Zhou Huimin walk up.

After entering the hall, there were even more people, all gathered under the stairs and taking pictures upwards. The entertainment reporters did not hide their dirty thoughts at all.

The key point is that after seeing Zhou Huimin come in, this group of people rushed over like sharks smelling blood. The surrounding security guards quickly surrounded Zhou Huimin and He Daqi behind them.

"Little Jew, my brother's funeral will be tomorrow..."

"They say my brother is trapped in love. Is it true, Vivian, do you know..."

"Can you answer a few questions..."

He Daqi found it hard to imagine how they could create such a massive presence when there were less than a hundred reporters in the hall.

The key point is that the signboard provided by the organizer instructed us to take the stairs. It was a long staircase, which was difficult to walk on. Zhou Huimin was wearing high heels and a tight skirt.

He Daqi could only help her climb the stairs obediently, like a maid carefully helping a princess get out of a car, fearing that something might go wrong.

When they reached the second floor and there were fewer reporters, He Daqi whispered, "You have a brother?"

Zhou Huimin glanced at him lightly without saying a word. She took the small heart-shaped card handed to her by the host outside the venue, handed one to He Daqi, and then pulled him to the autograph wall, put the card on it and signed it.

He Daqi followed suit.

He was just thinking about the red carpet and Zhou Huimin's brother, and only now did he take a closer look at the autograph wall.

There are already a lot of hearts on this wall, and there are three lines of words on the signature wall with a yellow background.

The first line is: The 22nd Hong Kong Film Festival Golden Elephant Awards Ceremony.

The second line is the English translation.

The third line is: Salute to all medical staff in Hong Kong.

The host outside the venue wanted to interview Zhou Huimin. Zhou Huimin smiled and said sorry, then took He Daqi's arm and followed the staff's instructions and quickly walked into the venue.

As soon as he entered the door, He Daqi saw the red carpet on the ground and immediately quickened his pace.

Zhou Huimin pulled him in surprise: "Why are you walking so fast?"

He Daqi was even more surprised than her: "Didn't you say to walk faster on the red carpet?"

"We've already finished walking. This is the venue. Please hold on to me. These crappy high heels are not stable at all."

Zhou Huimin was not just talking, her shoes were really uncomfortable to wear, and at this moment she was basically using all her strength to hug He Daqi's arm.

At this time, a staff member came over and reminded with a smile: "Ms. Zhou, you and Mr. He are not seated together. Please follow our instructions and go to your respective seats."

Zhou Huimin's face suddenly drooped, and she said coldly, "Then move our seats together. Has the organizer lost their minds?"

The staff member's face froze for a moment, then he smiled again and said, "I'll go help you adjust it." He then quickly left. "It shouldn't be such a big deal, right?" He Daqi asked softly.

"You don't understand. This is a kid who acted on his own initiative. There are a lot of scumbags in Hong Kong. There will always be someone who wants to jump out and disgust you when things are arranged in advance." Zhou Huimin said lightly.

Not long after, the staff member came back again. This time he didn't continue to nag about anything. Instead, he smiled and led Zhou Huimin and He Daqi to sit in the second row.

"Qi Zai looks so handsome today." Liu Furong was standing diagonally in front of He Daqi. After turning his head and seeing He Daqi sitting down, he said with a smile.

"Brother Hua looks very handsome today." He Daqi replied happily.

Liu Furong then asked Zhou Huimin, "Little Jew, are you going tomorrow?"

Zhou Huimin nodded: "Go, send the wreath and leave, I told you in advance."

Liu Furong nodded and turned back.

The atmosphere at the scene was a bit dull. No one was walking around. At most, they would turn around and chat with the people in front and behind them like Liu Furong.

eight thirty.

When Zeng Aizi came on stage, the scene became quiet.

"It's been a week of bad news..."

"This year may be the most difficult year for Hong Kong..."

"A friend has left us forever..."

Watching Zeng Aizi's sad performance on the stage, He Daqi came to his senses a little.

He is slow to react but not stupid. Although he no longer cares about entertainment news after the Young Emperor went off the air, he still knows the headlines that have been on major portals in recent days.

Taking advantage of the moment when Zeng Aizi was giving his speech, He Daqi nudged Zhou Huimin and asked softly, "Are you familiar with the person who passed away a few days ago?"

"My rumored ex-boyfriend."

Good boy! He Daqi started to imagine.

Is this the scumbag that Zhou Huimin mentioned? Did he commit suicide because he was trapped in love? Could it be because Zhou Huimin dumped him?
"Why aren't you sad?" He Daqi poked her again and asked.

Zhou Huimin looked at He Daqi with some amusement. He Daqi was obviously anxious but pretended to be calm. Zhou Huimin held He Daqi's chin with her hand to make him turn his head, then looked into his eyes and said:

"Why should I be sad? We've been breaking up for years according to the entertainment reporters. Let's part ways amicably. I'll just send a wreath tomorrow to express my feelings. Do I really have to kneel down and cry? Don't think too much, okay?

Also, don't keep peeking over to ask me questions like that. Just turn around and ask me openly. There's nothing to hide. If you keep peeking over like that, the cameras will just keep filming you. Look at me like this now. You'll definitely be on the headlines tomorrow morning."

After saying this, Zhou Huimin smiled and hooked He Daqi's chin with her finger.

A sleazy, fat man wearing glasses turned around and chuckled, saying, "Little Jew, I think your chances of making headlines are a little higher. Flirting with your new boyfriend at the Academy Awards, don't be too outrageous, okay?"

"Get lost, fatty." Zhou Huimin rolled her eyes.

Unfortunately, the fat man had no intention of turning back. He smiled at He Daqi and said, "Qizi, right? I'm Wang Jing. I've seen your performance in If Love Has Providence. It's really good. I have a movie to shoot in the mainland next year. Do you have any idea..."

"He is busy, don't ask." Zhou Huimin said lightly.

"Hey! Can you be more polite when talking to an old friend? You didn't even ask what drama I want to film and just directly helped your young boyfriend to reject it?" Wang Jing said to Zhou Huimin with a smile.

"Wait until you catch up with Star Zhou's level before you talk." Zhou Huimin replied with a smile.

(End of this chapter)