Huayu 93, I'm the ceiling of combat power from the moment I appear.

Chapter 90 A Monument to Hong Kong Cinema, Another Acquaintance



Chapter 90 A Monument to Hong Kong Cinema, Another Acquaintance

He Xi never expected that she would see familiar faces as soon as she landed, even though she hadn't encountered them on the plane.

The girl in the photo looks young, but she has a face full of mature charm.

And her figure...

He Xi couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"34D?"

"And he's only 18... by the traditional Chinese age reckoning?"

"In this river?"

Okay, having a good bust isn't a matter of age; a flat-chested person might live a hundred years in vain.

Judging from the size of this 18-year-old girl, many people would find it difficult to achieve even if they were 38 years old and had eight children.

Turning to the cover, I saw four large characters: 【Kanna Asami】.

It's not those three words you might remember.

He Xi recalled the information in her memory.

It seems that Shinno Mami went to Taiwan to develop her career around 95 through a friend's introduction.

Initially, she debuted as a gravure idol and model under the name Asami Kanno.

However, in order to gain fame, her photo style was different from the current "fresh and innocent" style, and she entered a completely new field.

Sure enough, his honesty quickly caught the attention of the bigwigs.

So someone started making a movie and asked her to play the lead role, and even gave her a new Chinese name.

With the release of that film, she became an overnight sensation, quickly gaining fame in Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Southeast Asia.

She became a wildly popular sex symbol.

Her Chinese stage name, Yang Si-min, has become an unmissable milestone in the history of Hong Kong cinema.

Of all the actresses who have played the role of Fan Jinlian, she is not the most beautiful, but she is definitely the best.

"Oh! Sir/Madam, are you interested in this model?"

He Xi noticed that her gaze was fixed on Asami Kanno in the magazine.

The pachinko parlor owner, a thin man with dyed blond hair, eyeshadow, thinly shaved eyebrows, and an earring, spoke with a smile.

"There are plenty of models like that in Japan, they could die!"

"If you're interested, I happen to know some people who can help you make the connections!"

"Of course, this only requires a tiny bit of a brokerage fee, that's perfect!"

He Xi frowned involuntarily.

He really disliked this style of dressing.

Moreover, although the other person spoke in a friendly manner, he still felt very uncomfortable listening to them.

Because He Xi couldn't understand Japanese, she only heard him babbling on and on.

"Damn it, this was a miscalculation!"

He Xi regretted it; she should have taken some time to learn Japanese before coming!

He watched quite a few Japanese movies in his original timeline, but learned very few words from them.

The main issue is that in the genre of films I've been watching, the actors' lines are so scarce it's heartbreaking.

What good person would repeat the same word hundreds of times in a movie?

Aside from movies, what people learn from anime are things like "how many floors to carry a bag of rice" and "who builds the dam."

There was absolutely no way to communicate.

Later, the boss noticed He Xi's embarrassment and switched to broken Cantonese, which made He Xi understand what he meant.

During this era, Hong Kong films were very popular in Japan, and people from Hong Kong Island and Taiwan Island often traveled and spent money here.

Therefore, some shop owners and staff who frequently serve tourists from Hong Kong and Taiwan know a few words of Chinese.

They were similar to the street vendors on Wangfujing Street in later generations who could easily handle foreign tourists.

The shop owner happened to be a fan of Hong Kong films, and after learning that He Xi and the others were from Hong Kong Island, he became even more enthusiastic.

He Xi also had a new idea at this moment.

"Boss, are any of those models you mentioned able to speak Chinese?"

"It's not that Japanese sounds bad, it's just that I'm afraid of getting lost, not understanding the directions given to me, and then stubbornly continuing on my way and making a bigger mistake!"

He Xi didn't know if there were any laws or customs in Japan where a woman could file a lawsuit for forced marriage at any time if she was unwilling.

If there's a real mistake, defecating is a minor issue, but getting arrested would be a real problem.

The boss thought for a moment, then pulled over the landline, dialed a number, and rattled off a long, rambling speech.

Then he smiled and looked at He Xi.

"You're in luck, sir. There's a Chinese-speaking model right next door who's available right now. If you're okay with that, I can arrange for you to go over there immediately."

He Xi glanced back at Lin Di'an and the others, who were engrossed in their conversation, and nodded in agreement.

"Okay, let's go."

"When my friends have had their fun, let them know where I am."

After saying that, He Xi followed the boss out of the pachinko parlor. After walking a few steps, they arrived at a shop called "Smiling Tavern".

In a dimly lit booth, He Xi saw a big-eyed girl with a high ponytail, wearing an orange kimono.

"Hello, guest. I'm A-Miao. It's a pleasure to serve you."

This Miss A-Miao is eloquent and knowledgeable; she doesn't seem like a prostitute who doesn't want to study and just wants to make quick money while lying down.

According to her, working as a hostess was just a side job for her; she only did it because her main job was struggling.

Moreover, she sells her art, not her body; she only drinks with customers and does not go out with them.

He Xi neither confirmed nor denied this; he simply wanted to cram some Japanese for the time being.

However, Ah Miao's Chinese was indeed quite good. With her help, He Xi turned on her high-energy mode and quickly learned most of the everyday phrases.

"Why did Miss A-Miao learn Chinese?"

He Xi asked casually.

"I learned it from one of my brother's colleagues. His boss adopted a Chinese girl who was also his colleague. They..."

As A-Miao was speaking, a commotion suddenly broke out in the booth next door.

Then a loud, hoarse voice, as if chewing on a tire, shouted with a trilled tongue.

"You idiot! You've only played a few minor roles, what's so great about that!"

"It's your good fortune that my older brother has taken a liking to you; don't take it for granted!"

"Hurry up and drink this glass of wine, apologize to my older brother, then come home with him and serve him properly!"

"Otherwise, I'll make sure you don't leave this store today, I said it!"

He Xi turned her head curiously and saw a young man with a pompadour hairstyle and wearing a motorcycle outfit, a typical biker gang member, pointing at a short hostess and talking furiously.

On the sofa next to him sat a bald man wearing a gold chain, who looked like the "big brother" he was talking about.

Nearby, several spirited young men, clearly also lackeys, joined in the commotion.

"She's already working as a hostess, what's with the pretense of being high and mighty? Does she really think she's a big star?"

"Follow me, and I'll guarantee you'll eat and drink like a fish!"

"Have you thought this through? If you don't agree to stay with our eldest brother now, you might have to stay with the rest of us later!"

He Xi watched for a while, then decisively looked away.

Since we're unfamiliar with the place, it's better to avoid getting involved.

When he turned around, he found that Ah Miao, who was beside him, had gotten up and walked to the next table at some point.

"Sister Miao!"

The girl who was surrounded immediately cried out in grievance.

He Xi hadn't seen the face clearly before, but now that she saw it again, she exclaimed in surprise.

"Another acquaintance?"


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