Senior Superstar

The print advertisement of Jing'an Cemetery is actually very simple.

Li Shixin in a Chinese tunic suit took a total of seven sets of photos. In the end, in order to enhance the recognition, the company decided to only use one that feels the best.

In the company, Li Shixin left after seeing that the planning department had processed his endorsement photos and added them with advertising copy and slogans. Everything was so perfect.

Lake cloud villa.

Li Shixin was not at home all day, Zhao Jinzhi and An Xiaoxiao obviously did not catch fire.

As soon as he entered the door, Li Shixin noticed a strong smell of takeaway.

When I got to the room, I saw that, sure enough, Zhao Jinzhi and An Xiaoxiao were gathering at the dining table, holding two servings of fried noodles and frowning.

I am used to Li Shixin's cooking, and the fast food outside can only be used to fill my stomach.

"Teacher, is your ad print out?"

Hearing Li Shixin enter the door, An Xiaoxiao rushed to him.

Forced by Li Shixin, Little Girl Films has started business today, picking up the live broadcast that had been abandoned for a long time. Seeing An Xiaoxiao who had changed into a dance practice outfit and resumed her business, Li Shixin smiled and nodded.

"Out."

"Did you get it back? Show me quickly!"

Unable to resist An Xiaoxiao's entanglement, Li Shixin smiled slightly at Zhao Jinzhi who also put down his chopsticks and walked over. Li Shixin took out his elderly phone, opened the photo in the album that was specially sent to him by Jing'an Real Estate Planning, and handed it over. .

Plop!

Just seeing the photo for the first time, An Xiaoxiao was stunned. Then he knelt down on the ground, and his big eyes instantly became foggy.

On the side, seeing the girl's performance, Zhao Jinzhi frowned and took the phone.

Take a look at it, brush your nose and feel sore.

"Brother... This photo makes me sad."

"Woooooo... Teacher, I can't help but want to kowtow, what should I do?"

Seeing the performance of the second daughter, Li Shixin frowned, "You are so energetic! I posted in the fan group that you two have a problem with your aesthetic standards recently."

On the side, Zhao Jinzhi glared at him angrily, and turned her head away.

On the other hand, An Xiaoxiao's lips trembled, took out her mobile phone, took a picture, and sent it to the fan WeChat group, and attached a text.

"This is the latest photo of the teacher."

Rong store.

In the small theater.

As the weather returns to spring, the old people can't stay at home anymore, and the small theater is very lively.

In addition to Wu Ming, Liu Feng and Zhang Yaozhong who are always there in the fan group, even Qiao Hong, Zhao Mingrong and Zhang Weiyu's wheelchair gang are in place.

Li Shixin is not in Rongdian, and the performances in the small theater are basically the same as "Thunderstorm", "Fortress Besieged", and "Tea House". All the group performers from Rongdian came up to perform. The acting skills and presence are not at the same level as Li Shixin's, and the old fans don't like to watch it either.

At this moment, on the stage, the climax of "Tea House" is being performed, that is, the three old men Wang Lifa, Chang Siye, and Qin Zhongyi have experienced three dark years, and have seen through the corruption of the old social reality. In desperation, the plot of withdrawing paper money to "sacrifice oneself".

A group of hard-working group performers who want to experience themselves through the drama stage, and perform hard on the stage.

A group of old fans are also fighting landlords hard in the audience, rubbing numbness, there are only a few old ladies who are really idle, chatting about homework with melon seeds, and looking at each other for a while.

"Hey! Xiaoxiao is talking in the fan group! She also posted Shixin's latest photo!"

At this moment, Wu Ming, who was serving tea, suddenly yelled while holding his mobile phone.

"Hey! Shixin said that he accepted the endorsement in the past two days, maybe the endorsement photo came out?"

"Where is where?"

Hearing her yell, Mr. Liu Feng and Director Zhang, who were playing mahjong, quickly pushed the cards and took out their mobile phones.

What Li Shixin sent was the original photo, and the file was relatively large.

When the photo was uploaded, a group of rejoicing old fans who wanted to witness the birth of a new milestone in Li Shixin's acting career were stunned.

At this time, the three group performers on the stage were howling and waving paper money to the stage with full of emotion.

A few pieces of paper money floated to the mahjong table of Liu Feng and others.

Seeing the paper money falling down, everyone... couldn't hold back anymore!

"Wow woo woo woo, Shixin, Shixin!"

"Didn't you say endorsement, why did you take yourself away!"

"Wow,,,,,, where is the person? Don't rush to burn it, let's take a look!"

"Why didn't you?! Didn't you have a good day two days ago?"

At this time, the last scene of "Teahouse" was being staged, that is, Xiao Liu Mazi and Director Shen came to take over the teahouse and found that the shopkeeper Wang Lifa was dead.

"Little Pockmark Liu" who had just come on stage saw the audience crying into a ball, and immediately became energetic.

Fuck, there is so much empathy today!

In front of all the old fans in the audience, with full of emotion, he opened his throat; "Report to the director, he didn't hang himself by any means, he hanged himself!"

"Wow!!!!"

The audience, hearing this shout, burst into wailing again.

On the mahjong table, on Mr. Liu Feng's mobile phone, Li Shixin was facing the camera.

Wearing a neat Chinese tunic suit, he stood with his hands behind his back.

There was a kind and peaceful smile on his face...

Except that there is no black and white toning, it is the same as the posthumous photos.

...

After opening a WeChat video, in front of a group of old fans, Li Shixin finally calmed down by pinching An Xiaoxiao's chubby face several times.

"During the high incidence of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases in spring and autumn, scaring your grandparents, isn't it making trouble!"

o(╥﹏╥)o

"Teacher, I was wrong."

Seeing An Xiaoxiao's grievance, the veins on Li Shixin's forehead twitched.

Sitting on the sofa, after explaining to a group of old fans that he was an advertisement endorsement for the cemetery, a group of old fans turned from sadness to joy.

"Hey! This endorsement is down-to-earth!"

"Well, it's really down-to-earth."

"When you use it, just bury it in the ground, so can you not be down-to-earth?"

"But Shixin, this photo of yours is not very good. Can you ask the cemetery company to change it for you? How scary does this look?"

"Yeah, my eyes and nose are sore. My ears are in a trance, and there are sorrows and joys. Shixin, this is not going to work. Will anyone remember this advertisement?"

Seeing that a group of old fans in the group had a lot of opinions on his endorsement photo, Li Shixin almost laughed out loud.

Can anyone remember?

This is how it will be remembered!

Look there you go!

After laughing and laughing with a group of old fans for a while, Li Shixin closed WeChat and opened Weibo.

Looking at yesterday's news, the quiz about what he endorsed has been over 10,000 times, but so far no one has guessed it right. Li Shixin smiled and turned off his phone.

After some tossing, it was too late.

He went straight back to the bed in his room and wrapped the quilt tightly.

at the same time.

The first batch of print advertisements of Jing'an Real Estate in Rongzhou City have already been placed.

...

Rongzhou City, in front of the Great Wall Hotel.

Surrounded by a group of friends, Wang Changhai walked out of the hotel gate in a nonchalant manner.

"Changhai, that's it. Next time you come to Rongzhou, you must call!"

"I'm so happy today. I'm happy to meet so many new friends through Changhai! Changhai, otherwise don't go back. Let's go soak our feet together later?"

"No no no no" Wang Changhai waved his hands with a smirk, "brother! Brother, you said that men can drink outside, but they have to go home."

"Tsk! Look at Chang Hai's enlightenment! That Xing Chang Hai, then be careful, don't drive after drinking, now you can be caught for drunk driving!"

"It's okay! Let me tell you, brother, although you are from the Northeast of Brother Hai's family, you are familiar with all aspects of Rongzhou. What is this little wine? Driving from Changchun to Harabin, nothing happened! There is a lot!"

After waving his hand to everyone coolly, Wang Changhai staggered to find his car.

Start the ignition in one go.

But just when he was about to put into gear and start off, and raised his eyes to see the road ahead, he was so frightened that he shivered!

"Nimma ghost!"

With the heart beating violently, Wang Changhai looked at it carefully all over his body stiffly, and then exhaled.

On the traffic billboard at the intersection ahead, several workers were hanging a new billboard.

On the billboard, an old man in a Chinese tunic suit, with a kind and peaceful smile, looked directly at him.

"What kind of advertisement is this? It's like shooting a horror movie?"

With trembling hands, Wang Changhai tapped a root and put it in his mouth.

After a closer look, I was stunned.

Beside the old man who looks like a portrait, there is a line of eye-catching words in black on a white background;

Rongzhou Jingan Cemetery reminds you: Do not drink while driving, and do not drive while drinking. The driver has a glass of wine, and new graves are added to the cemetery.

——Jingan Cemetery's new property is on sale, as low as 28,000 per square meter!

After staring blankly at the slogan for a long while, Wang Changhai tremblingly picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Crooked? Is there a driver service?"

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