Senior Superstar

Sun Liancheng's house has no shortage of space.

When Li Shixin lived here before, this cheap nephew tidied up a bedroom, and promised to keep this room no matter what time.

After saying hello to Sun Liancheng who was preparing dinner, Li Shixin returned to his room.

Although a year has passed, the furnishings in the room are still in the same state as they were when "Ling" was filmed.

Sitting in front of the desk that was wiped spotless, Li Shixin lighted a cigarette rarely.

During this period of time, he has focused more on being an actor, and he hasn't done creative work by himself for a long time.

Although it is not a serious film and television work now, the party is actually a kind of creative art.

Li Shixin didn't like the recording and broadcasting plan made by Zhou Chu and others.

Like the style shown in all his works, he likes more ups and downs and more aggressive expressions.

He also has his own understanding of the party.

Now most of the satellite TV parties, no matter what the party is, are trying to be safe. He likes to formulate broadcast plans by collecting data and analyzing audience groups. On the surface, it seems that this is a kind of technological progress, but Li Shixin always feels that this is the most stupid way of expression.

Data is dead and emotionless, but literary and artistic creation needs to mobilize human emotions.

Just like a painting, what the audience wants to see is the emotions and thoughts expressed by the author. You can't say that the audience likes red, so I use a stroke of red, and if the audience likes blue, I use a stroke of blue. The audience likes black, so I add a touch of black here. What did that become?

Art also has a language, and this language will definitely not be C++.

Too superstitious about technology, a good party has abruptly become a big data recommendation format like fighting hands, if the audience doesn't complain, who are you complaining about?

Human beings are creatures with complex emotions. Most people don't even know what they really like.

Just like Li Shixin's fighters, at first he liked to watch some ragged girls dance. But after watching it for a while, I got tired of it, and Dou Shou was still frantically pushing the young lady who made him pose according to the user's habits.

Li Shixin basically doesn't use this software now except for reading private messages from the backstage of the fighters.

Using dead things to plan the senses of living people, what is the difference between using an electric masturbation cup when liberating oneself?

Things without emotions are destined to fail to stimulate the audience's soul and flesh.

After looking at the well-regulated plan on the desk, Li Shixin turned on his laptop directly.

He needs to add some, more exciting elements, and... show!

"The recording and broadcasting plan of Beijing Satellite TV's Lantern Festival Gala. The purpose is to make full use of the modern stage, integrate traditional party elements with visual technology, and present a cultural feast."

"The opening session of the opening host was postponed and changed to a large-scale dance opening."

"The opening program, "The Sparrow"? No, it's too routine. How about... "The Tang Palace Banquet"!"

"It was originally scheduled to cancel the second show, which was sung by the stars, and changed to the Peking Opera joint singing "Tongguang Thirteen Wonders". The content of the performance remains the same, but the stage effect is changed. The holographic screen should be used to the greatest extent to enhance the visual perception."

Amidst the curling smoke, Li Shixin chanted while writing down a new party plan on Word.

With the wisps of green smoke, time flies by.

"Uncle! Eat. Teacher Zhao, you are here."

After five o'clock, Sun Liancheng, who finished dinner, walked to the door of Li Shixin's room and greeted him.

But immediately, his yelling was signaled by Zhao Jinzhi to take it back.

"Mr. Zhao, the food is ready, so why don't you go to the main room and use your chopsticks?"

Facing Sun Liancheng's invitation, Zhao Jinzhi shook her head with a smile.

"You take the children to eat. Shixin is so busy that he doesn't care about his head. He won't go if you ask him to. I'll stay here and wait for him to finish after a while. I'll take him to the house."

"Oh. Well, then,"

Glancing at Zhao Jinzhi, who was wearing a black cheongsam and leaning against Li Shixin's door, Sun Liancheng nodded awkwardly and withdrew.

Li Shixin was busy until midnight.

After subversive changes were made to the existing recording and broadcasting program, more than a dozen selected programs were changed, and two dance works "Tang Palace Night Banquet" and "Prayer" from the memory of the previous life were added as the opening and finale. After rehearsing several times in his mind, he was satisfied with saving the document.

"Ha~~~ah!"

After a long stretch, Li Shixin finally left the desk when he felt the joyful crisp sounds of the bones all over his body.

Gululu~

"Forehead,"

A roar came from his stomach, which made Li Shixin finally feel that he had worked for a long time.

Just as he was about to open the door and go out to the kitchen to find something to eat, the door was pushed open by someone outside.

"Oh? Why haven't you slept so late?"

Li Shixin was taken aback when he saw Zhao Jinzhi walking into the room wearing a large woolen scarf and carrying a plate.

"You know it's too late?"

Putting the dinner plate firmly on the coffee table, Zhao Jinzhi rolled her eyes.

"It's all a little bit, and I don't know how to eat something first. I'm not in good health, and you are still suffering like this. I think you are more or less seriously ill."

drop!

Received the applause value of [distressed], 616 points!

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While complaining, Zhao Jinzhi lifted the plate and brought out copper pots and meat dishes, which made Li Shixin laugh.

Carelessly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a few pieces of mutton and put them into the copper pot heated by a disposable Cass stove, watching the thin as cicada's wings tumbling in the broth, Li Shixin let out a haha.

"If you talk about a disease, life itself is a disease. It is transmitted through sex, and the mortality rate is 100%. Therefore, instead of worrying about whether your body can handle it, it is better to live recklessly when the body can handle it. Work Just work as hard as you can, and eat him as much as you can. Well, huh, huh. Eat him to your heart's content."

Seeing Li Shixin sticking out his tongue from the hot mutton, Zhao Jinzhi pouted.

"I'm full of nonsense, I can't tell you. Are you ready for the party?"

Speaking of the party, Li Shixin frowned and put down his chopsticks.

Patting his closed laptop, Xinye smiled.

"Then look, our old Li made a move, isn't it just a party? By the way, when I was arranging the program just now, I was thinking that it would be so easy to hold the TV party for a while. No matter what happens, I have to compete with my own people." Go in and show your face. I'm going to give them two dances for girls Xiaoxiao and Guaiguai to help her lose weight. For Luoluo, there is a Beijing opera joint singing of "Thirteen Wonders of Tongguang". I want her to do "Mu Guiying in Command"."

"oh?"

Hearing Li Shixin's arrangement, Zhao Jinzhi pursed her lips and smiled.

"You are not afraid of others saying that you are nepotism."

"What kind of a relationship is this? If you want to talk about a relationship, I still remember the "Dingjun Mountain" that you sang when you invited me to have dinner on the boat when I first went to Shanghai! In "Tongguang Thirteen Wonders" There is such a paragraph, or you go?"

"I?"

Stretching out her finger and pointing to her nose, Zhao Jinzhi burst out laughing.

"You think highly of me too. Mr. Yu Zhikui has always played "Dingjun Mountain" on Beijing Satellite TV. If you let me grab the boss's job, fanciers can't scold me to death."

"Tsk! I'm the director, what are you afraid of?"

Li Shixin didn't care about Zhao Jinzhi's worry.

"Besides, my vocals are just for fun. How embarrassing it is to sing on stage."

"Recording and broadcasting! Why don't you just sing casually?"

"No way."

Seeing Zhao Jinzhi's repeated refusal, Li Shixin spread his hands.

"I just thought that we haven't been on the same stage for a long time. You can sing "Dingjun Mountain" if you don't want to. Let's have a lot of fun with two words."

"Oh? Which character in the show has fewer words?"

""Si Lang Visits His Mother" She Taijun, "Yuanmen Zhanzi" Yang Yanzhao. Add up to six sentences."

"Then I'll come to Yang Yanzhao!"

Before Li Shixin could react, Zhao Jinzhi directly raised her arms high.

"I"

Seeing the smirk on the other party's face, the corners of Li Shixin's mouth twitched.

This Mrs. She and Lao Dan's appearance is really not suitable for her!