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Chapter 81 Farmhouse

"It's okay. Don't let the news on TV scare you. We don't have strict control here. I've booked a farm stay. We can go there and eat iron pot stew when the time comes."

"No." He Daqi refused without hesitation.

"Brother, dear brother, you better come. The women have basically agreed, and the men are just me and Li Xiuyuan. Come and support me!"

He Daqi chuckled and came up with a bad idea: "You can try to ask Teacher Li to give you a suggestion."

"Come on! It's a deal. I'll contact you this weekend." Deng Chao didn't give He Daqi a chance to refuse and hung up the phone directly.

It was a coincidence today. As soon as I hung up the phone, He Bing called again.

"Daqi, your movie is a blast!"

"Uncle, isn't this news a bit outdated? Didn't I tell you about it during the Chinese New Year?"

He Daqi smiled bitterly and asked, "Good fellow! Didn't my uncle pay much attention to his role before? Why did it take him so long to react this time?"

"I'm busy lately, and I called you today just to ask you for a small favor." He Bing said a little embarrassedly.

Ok?
He Daqi asked in surprise, "What help?"

How else can I help He Bing?

"I'm not sure yet. I might ask you to play a small cameo role in a movie as a way of repaying a favor. The other party just mentioned it over the phone today. I'm not sure whether you'll be able to do it or not."

"Uncle, isn't it a bit early to talk about something that has no clue about it?" He Daqi said with a helpless smile.

"I just want to tell you in advance, I'm hanging up."

He Daqi listened to the busy tone and shook his head helplessly.

"You're quite busy with your business."

Zhou Huimin came down from the second floor yawning, with messy hair and sleepy eyes. This image made He Daqi less alert to her.

Unexpectedly, as Zhou Huimin was walking, she made an appearance as if she was going to come over and hug He Daqi, but when she got up to him, she suddenly snatched the notebook that He Daqi had placed on the table.

"Are you pretending?"

"How's your acting? I was at the stairs when you answered the first call. How could it be such a coincidence that I came down right after you hung up the phone?"

Zhou Huimin started to look through He Daqi's notebook with a smile. When she saw the lyrics written by He Daqi on it, a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Daqi, I remember you usually write the melody and lyrics at the same time, right? Have you written the album?"

“No, this time I just wrote the lyrics first!”

He Daqi was a little angry at himself. Why was he so low on guard? He knew this woman was very thoughtful.

Damn it! This pretty face is so easy to disguise and make people let down their guard.

"Tell me what you want to do? Won't you give it to me in the end? What? Do you want your sister to beg you?" Zhou Huimin sat in He Daqi's arms and looked at him with a smile.

"Not really."

"What's that? Want to keep the copyright in your hands?" Zhou Huimin asked, lifting He Daqi's chin with her finger.

He Daqi's eyes were evasive, and just as he was about to turn his head, he suddenly realized that there was something wrong with this posture.
He slapped Zhou Huimin's hand away and stared at her with a ridiculous look on his face.

"Chuckle, chuckle." Zhou Huimin laughed like a goose.

He Daqi was furious! He suddenly put his hands under her armpits and started tickling her.

“Hahahahahahahahaha… I… hahaha… I don’t dare anymore… hahaha… you… you’re dead… hahahaha… stop stop… I don’t dare anymore!”

Zhou Huimin never expected that He Daqi would do such a thing. She laughed so hard that tears came out. She wanted to beg for mercy, but she couldn't even speak clearly.

As expected, old moves are not afraid of being old, as long as they are effective.

He Daqi, feeling like he had it figured out, was grinning smugly when Zhou Huimin bit his arm. "Hey, are you born in the Year of the Dog?"

Now I’m a little too proud of myself.

……

……

Not until March.

It's still a bit chilly in Beijing.

The Veteran Farmhouse is located at the foot of Huyu Mountain in the CP area.

The boss is from Northeast China and has been working here for more than ten years.

He retired in 1988 with first-class merit. Because he was missing a leg and had a bad temper, he worked in the state-owned canteen for only a few years before he started his own restaurant, and has been running it ever since.

In the past two years, there are more wealthy people in Sijiu City and business is getting better and better. The boss, who is in his fifties and is now so fat that he can't walk, is still willing to sit at the door of his own farm house with a crutch and a smile on his face.

The above information was said by the boss himself. It can be seen from the disdainful expression of the charming lady boss next to him that there must be a lot of artistic processing involved.

He Daqi happily squatted at the door of the farmhouse and listened to the two people bickering. The kang in the house was too hot and he was a little uncomfortable sitting. In addition, he felt pain all over his body whenever he stayed with Zhou Huimin, so he just wrapped himself in a military coat and came out to get some fresh air.

Deng Chao's appointment was at 4:30 in the afternoon. He Daqi and Zhou Huimin arrived in the morning, took a stroll around Huyu Mountain, and then hid in the farmhouse because they were too cold.

It was almost four o'clock when Deng Chao, the host, slowly drove over.

"Daqi, you come so early?"

"Well, I'm just sitting around doing nothing at home, so I might as well go out for a walk." He Daqi stood up, patted the dirt on the back of his military coat, and responded happily.

"Your outfit... is really down-to-earth."

"As long as he's warm, it doesn't matter what he's wearing."

"That's not a problem."

The two of them walked to the door of the private room they had booked, smiling. It was called a private room, but it was actually a separate compartment.

There was a big kang (a heated kang) inside, with a tiled platform in the middle with a large iron pot on top. Perhaps to prevent the guests from getting burned, the tiled platform was made very large so that it could also be used as a table.

Deng Chao's face froze as he entered the room.

He had never contacted Zhou Huimin. They were not that famous anymore. In addition, no one in the crew except the director had Zhou Huimin's contact information. So when he saw Zhou Huimin sitting there today, Deng Chao didn't react for a long time.

"Come in quickly, why are you blocking the door?" He Daqi pushed him.

Deng Chao came back to his senses, his mind suddenly flashing with energy as he recalled the gossip on the crew.

He was the host today, so he didn't want to let the atmosphere get awkward. He smiled awkwardly and said hello, "Sister Zhou, you're here too."

"Yes, I am the boss of Daqi now. When I heard that the crew was having a party, I came here uninvited to join in the fun." Zhou Huimin said with a smile.

Damn He Daqi! Don't you understand the rule of not bringing guests? You invited such a big Buddha, how can the other girls let loose?

Deng Chao was so angry with He Daqi in his heart that he almost wanted to die.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that where He Daqi went for a stroll was not his decision.

Especially when having dinner with actresses, either don’t come, or if you come, you must bring your family.

five minutes later.

The scene Li Xiuyuan saw when he entered the room was Deng Chao sitting there with an awkward smile, He Daqi was playing with his mobile phone, and Zhou Huimin was admiring herself with a small mirror.

(End of this chapter)