This actor has something

Chapter 285: Adding Trouble to Trouble

He Daqi is not someone who can endure hardship.

When he first crossed over and worked as an extra for only half a day, he had already thought about not pursuing a career as an actor, not to mention that he was rich now.

If Zhou Huimin hadn't been urging him to practice singing with him these past two days, he would have even considered giving the song "Yellow Man" to someone else to sing, or turning down the duet with Jackie Chan on the Spring Festival Gala.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, He Daqi felt lazy and no matter how Zhou Huimin pushed and hit him, he just lay on the sofa pretending to be dead. He decided not to continue practicing singing today and wanted to give himself a few hours off.

Annoyed by Zhou Huimin's struggling, he pulled her into his arms, laid her down on the sofa, and held her arm to stop her from making a fuss.

Zhou Huimin was hugged tightly, her almond-shaped eyes glaring fiercely at He Daqi. After trying twice but failing to move, she angrily shouted, "Let me go!"

"No, if I let go, you'll definitely come and bother me again. Let me take a break. I've been practicing for almost a whole day. Can we practice tomorrow? I promise to practice well tomorrow."

People with procrastination think this way. They put off today until tomorrow, and tomorrow until the day after tomorrow. Before the time limit comes, they will definitely find all kinds of excuses to escape.

He Daqi is better off, his symptoms are relatively mild, but he doesn't believe that he can really practice for a whole day tomorrow. He is just saying it nicely.

It was obvious that Zhou Huimin was even more unconvinced than he was. She sneered with disdain, "Are you going to use another excuse tomorrow? Let me go! I just asked you to practice a song, how can you be so lazy? If you put the same energy you put into playing games into your career, you'd be a superstar by now."

This trick of stabbing someone in the sore spot is indeed effective. At least He Daqi was a little uncomfortable with it, so he drooped his eyelids and threatened: "Stop nagging, let me be quiet, or I will beat you if you keep nagging."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Huimin became strangely angry. Some bad memories came to her mind. Her face turned red. She gritted her teeth, took two deep breaths, then suddenly lowered her head and bit He Daqi on the chest.

"Ouch!" He Daqi cried out in pain, then pulled Zhou Huimin's hair back and said, "Let go!"

Now, as He Daqi pulled his hand to Zhou Huimin's hair, Zhou Huimin finally broke free from He Daqi's arms.

After letting go, she pulled away He Daqi's hand that was pulling her hair, then she snorted and stood up from the sofa, folding her arms and looking down at He Daqi who was scratching his clothes to look for teeth marks.

"You must have been born in the year of the dog in your previous life!" He Daqi rubbed his chest and said with a hiss.

Just as Zhou Huimin was about to retort, He Daqi's personal cell phone on the table started ringing.

She reached out to help He Daqi take it, took a look, and found that it was an international call. She thought that Seagate was contacting He Daqi to discuss the script again, so she handed the phone to He Daqi.

He Daqi took it and took a look. He had the same idea as Zhou Huimin, thinking that it was a call from Seagate, so he stood up and put the phone on the table without any precautions, and reached out to turn on the speakerphone.

"Woo, woo, woo, woo."

The girl over there was crying so hard, how sad was she? Maybe she cried for so long that her voice became hoarse, and she was a little bit inhuman.

Amidst her cries, she called out He Daqi's name, which was quite harsh. All the hair on He Daqi's body stood up straight.

It was quite abstract. His first reaction at this moment was when he was in South Korea and he and Chow Hui-min hid in the room to watch the horror movie The Ring.

Because the girl's accent when she called his name sounded a bit like Korean.

The psychological trauma from his previous life was no joke. He Daqi, who was afraid of ghosts to a new level, was now frozen there. He wanted to reach out and hang up the phone, but he was afraid that a hand would reach out from the phone screen and scratch him.

Fortunately, the girl on the other end gradually stopped crying. With a hoarse voice, she asked weakly, "Is that Daqi? Did I call the right number?"

Okay, it’s confirmed, she is indeed a Korean girl.

"Yes, I'm He Daqi. May I ask who you are?"

He Daqi continued with a sentence in the face of Zhou Huimin's half-smile.

"I'm Li Yixin, Daqi, don't you recognize me?" Judging from Li Yixin's tone, she was about to cry again.

He Daqi had a deep impression of her. After all, she was the president of his fan club in South Korea. When he was in South Korea, she organized thousands of his fans to watch his performances.

"I remember, I remember. Your voice was hoarse from crying. I couldn't quite make it out. What made you so sad? Did my house collapse?"

As soon as He Daqi finished speaking, Zhou Huimin, like a werewolf that smelled blood, grabbed He Daqi's shoulders with both hands, holding them tightly, and whispered in He Daqi's ear, "Who is this?"

"I'm the president of the fan club in South Korea, and I told you." He Daqi put his index finger to his mouth and made a hushing sound, then explained in a low voice.

They were whispering here, and Li Yixin began to tell her story over there.

She cried non-stop, without even needing He Daqi to provide support. She cried and talked, becoming more and more excited.

He Daqi was also very enthusiastic. He whispered to Zhou Huimin what Li Yixin said.

Zhou Huimin was stunned when she heard this. The hand that was pinching He Daqi's shoulder had long been released. Now she hugged He Daqi's arm, put her ear close to He Daqi's mouth, and stared with her eyes wide open.

The story is very old-fashioned. A rich girl falls in love with a poor boy, but her family disagrees. Her father directly asks the poor boy out and gives him a check. The poor boy is also very sensible and goes abroad with the money.

The current story is that Li Yixin followed the boy abroad, but the poor boy was determined to cut off contact with her. He implicitly blamed Li Yixin's father and said a lot of hurtful words.

He Daqi breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. It turned out that it was just because of love. He had seen a lot of this in his previous life. Those who could communicate with his family were either rich or noble. His queen wife often told him these gossips.

However, when he thought of Li Yixin's suppressed politeness when they met, He Daqi's heart, which had just been relieved, began to lift again.

As expected, what you fear will come true. Before He Daqi could say anything to comfort her, Li Yixin said, "I feel like the whole world is gray. I'm so tired of living now."

He Daqi shuddered, and without bothering to explain to Zhou Huimin, he quickly took the phone and said gently, "Don't think like that. You're still young, and you haven't fully experienced the beauty of this world. Love is always full of twists and turns. Don't force it. Maybe it's not fate yet, or maybe you're destined to be just passing by. Before making any decision, think about your family... think about your friends."

Because he had heard a lot of such things, He Daqi was very serious now. As he spoke, his mind was working quickly. He took out another mobile phone, thought for a while, and then called the person he thought was the most reliable, Wang Rui.

When Li Yixin choked up and started to complain again, He Daqi quickly and quietly told Wang Rui what happened.

"It's a small matter." Wang Rui chuckled and lit a cigarette. He walked to the window with his cell phone and looked down at the busy traffic below from the upper floors of Yonghui Qiming Building. He said gently:
"Isn't it a coincidence that I have studied psychology on my own? I just chose to be a lawyer over a psychologist. Now you only have three things to do.
First, actively listen to her and try to empathize with her, responding from her perspective.
Second, directly ask her if she has suicidal intentions and take it seriously. Psychologically speaking, this will make it easier to build trust and reduce anxiety.

Third, give her some support and persuade her to change her environment. The constant stimulation of the changing environment will make her less likely to think about other things. Generally speaking, if there is a man by her side at this time, it will be easier to replace her ex. From what I heard from you, I have a guess that the girl may not have had much experience in love. If she wants to move on and completely give up the idea, she will either fall in love again or become a scumbag.

When He Daqi was talking to Wang Rui, he put the phone to his ear. Zhou Huimin next to him stretched her head close to He Daqi's, so she could hear Wang Rui's answer clearly.

At this moment, she was leaning over He Daqi's ear and whispering a bad idea: "Let her travel to Hong Kong and experience the feeling of being hit by a shoe sole. Believe in the wisdom of the older generation. This is our Chinese style of psychological therapy."

He Daqi pushed her aside by pressing her head in disgust, saying that she was still coming up with abstract ideas at this time.

Zhou Huimin was not annoyed when being pushed away. Listening to He Daqi gently comforting Li Yixin, Zhou Huimin put her head close to him again in a smug manner.

Logically speaking, she didn't understand Korean, but that's how people are. When their curiosity is piqued, they always try to figure out the direction of things from clues.

The call lasted quite a while, almost an hour.

After hanging up the phone, He Daqi sighed. Before he even put the phone on the table, Zhou Huimin asked hurriedly, "Did you tell her about traveling somewhere else? What place do you recommend?"

After a long pause, He Daqi smacked his lips and replied, "I made an appointment with her to talk on the phone every day. As for the place she recommends... I recommend Hong Kong."

"Did you recommend her to fight the villain?"

“…I just said let her go and experience it.”

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Central Bank Building.

Cheng Long waved to He Daqi from a distance: "Qizi, this way."

At this moment, there was a group of people surrounding Cheng Long. He Daqi had actually seen him a long time ago, but he felt that there were too many people around him and wanted to wait until there were fewer people around him before going over. However, he didn't expect Cheng Long to have such sharp eyes.

He walked over with a smile and just opened his mouth to say hello when Cheng Long grabbed his arm and pulled him to his side.

"Qizi, let me introduce you. This is Zhao Benshan, and this is..."

He Daqi interrupted him with a smile: "Brother, no need to introduce, I know all of these people. You left early after the last rehearsal, and we chatted together."

"It's my fault, it's my fault. I was just talking about other things and didn't even mention whether you know each other." Cheng Long put his hand on He Daqi's shoulder and laughed.

The atmosphere was good, and a group of people just stood in the preparation hall and started chatting and laughing.

The rehearsals for the Spring Festival Gala can be described as very grand. There may not be many programs, only about thirty, and most of them are singing and sketches, but there are a lot of people!

Every singer has dancers. The drummers in He Daqi and Cheng Long's program alone are quite young, and the individual dance programs have a large group of young girls, not to mention that there is also an acrobatic troupe in this year's program, which makes the originally large preparation room seem a bit crowded.

In addition, people came to ask for autographs from time to time, especially a group of dancing girls who loved to circle around He Daqi. It was not easy for He Daqi to keep a gloomy face in such occasions, so this was the reason why he was reluctant to get close to Cheng Long at the beginning.

The focus position is also quite annoying.

Fortunately, the arrival of Zhou Huimin and Han Hong rescued He Daqi from the predicament.

As soon as Zhou Huimin came over, she naturally put her arm around He Daqi's arm. The group of girls who were originally chattering suddenly became much more obedient. They asked for an autograph one by one and left with laughter.

"Brother Daqi, do our clothes look good?" Seeing that there were fewer people around He Daqi, Reba pulled Nazha over and started showing off their dance costumes.

These are the darlings of the Spring Festival Gala. Compared with them, He Daqi is just a younger brother on this stage. He Daqi was recommended by Captain Wang to perform on the Spring Festival Gala this time.

As for the Yonghui Qiming girl group, after their first year on the Spring Festival Gala, the program team would contact them every year to ask if they had any new programs. If they didn't, the program team would try to help them think of two. Anyway, it didn't matter whether the program was new or old, the people had to be there.

Looking at the two smug little faces in front of him, He Daqi smiled teasingly, "Don't show off. It's not pretty at all. Your academic performance has improved now. Do you know the idiom 'a monkey in a cloak'?"

"Beat him!" Nazha pouted angrily and was about to pull Reba to beat He Daqi.

Zhou Huimin first glared at He Daqi, then tapped the foreheads of the two little girls one by one with her fingers.

"Don't make a scene here."

Upon hearing this, the two little girls angrily made a face at He Daqi, turned around and ran towards Tong Liya, Reyiza and Jing Tian.

"Da Qi, don't you also have shares in Yonghui Qiming? Why aren't the girls in your company afraid of you?" Cheng Long asked happily.

"Well, my shares are useless, only a few percent. Those little girls are the gods of wealth in our company. How can I control them?"

Cheng Long couldn't help but curl his lips when he heard He Daqi talking nonsense, but he didn't refute anything. He shook his head and smiled, then turned around and continued chatting with Zhao Benshan and the others.

Time passed slowly, and it was not until four hours later that He Daqi and Zhou Huimin and others came out of the Central Bank Building.

Both husband and wife had to perform on the Spring Festival Gala, and one had to wait for the other after the performance. This was a big part of the reason why He Daqi wanted to postpone the Spring Festival Gala program.

As soon as He Daqi led a group of girls into the car, his cell phone rang.

"Hey, Yixin, how was the experience?"

"...It was a bit weird. We could only communicate in English. When that old lady hit me with the sole of my shoe, I felt like she was rapping."

"Ah?" He Daqi was a little confused for a moment.

Fortunately, he heard that Li Yixin's mood was much more stable than in the past few days, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)