Senior Superstar

During these days when Li Shixin was acting as a monster in Rongzhou City, a group of old fans who lost their source of happiness were very lonely.

According to the living habits of previous years, when winter turns to spring at the end of February, it is time for the old men and women who have survived another winter to re-dominate the square.

But this year, a group of old fans have no idea where to go other than the small theater.

What does this principle look like?

It's like an old otaku who has been soloing for more than 20 years and relies on figurines and inflatable dolls for comfort, suddenly fell in love with Mikami Yua for half a year.

I have eaten delicacies from mountains and seas, experienced ups and downs, those innocent and boring lives

There is no going back.

Once the happiness point is increased, the low-level supply will no longer be able to obtain the same amount of happiness as before.

That's why some sages sighed;

Therefore, some philosophers shouted; it is easy to go from thrift to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality!

After receiving Li Shixin's contact and learning that Li Shixin's new play will start shooting soon, a group of old fans who just arrived at the small theater in the morning to set up a mahjong table scattered away. .

Rongzhou Jingan Cemetery.

With the two-day print advertisements, more and more unique "death public welfare slogans" appeared in people's field of vision, and the number of customers visiting the cemetery in front of the cemetery gradually increased.

"Look, this is our memorial hall in the cemetery. The memorial service of the deceased, the memorial ceremony of the death day and even the anniversary can be held here. If you choose our Jing'an Cemetery, we will provide the memorial service for the customer on the day of the funeral. Provide free master of ceremonies.”

Under the guidance of the tomb seller, a group of elderly people looked at the environment of the memorial hall and nodded frequently.

Seeing the increase in the number of customers, Jiang Wenhai was really in a good mood.

"Mr. Li, it's absolutely amazing! The ad was put out in the past two days, and the customers of our cemetery came up immediately! Didn't say anything, bull!"

Standing in front of the memorial hall, looking at the bustling cemetery, Li Shixin frowned.

"Haier, what did you call me just now?"

"Cough cough,"

The filming of the commercial is about to start today, and Jiang Wenhai is here to watch the excitement.

Hearing Li Shixin's question, Fatty Jiang coughed dryly twice: "Well, Mr. Li, I calmed down and thought about it yesterday, and I think this kind of family recognition is a bit sloppy. I can't find my father's grave. It’s true that there is no place to cry during the New Year’s festival. But I can’t have no place to cry, so I just change to another father to cry? Do you think it makes sense?”

hiss!

Li Shixin took a breath.

Sure enough, it was a business, and it took only one day to get out of the logic pit.

Very good boy, you have a bright future!

This godson, the old man recognized it!

Looking at Jiang Wenhai who was scratching his head and avoiding his eyes, Li Shixin raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Let's not talk about this, we are here today to shoot a commercial, and we are busy with business first."

"That's right, that's right! Either say Mr. Li is professional! Busy with business, busy with business!" Seeing that Li Shixin didn't bother to identify his father, Jiang Wenhai immediately shouted at the busy filming team as if he had been pardoned. .

"I said, are you guys ready? When will you start filming?"

"Mr. Jiang, the scenes and equipment are already in place, and now the actors are missing!" On the other end, the director of the film and television team, who was directing the on-site staff to work, leaned out from behind the monitor, respectfully Responded.

"When will the actor be in place?"

"Mr. Jiang, we have sent a car to pick him up!"

While talking, a tourist bus with "Jing'an Cemetery" printed on it slowly drove into the gate.

From the side window of the bus, a group of old men and women leaned out, excitedly waving fan support hats with "believers" in their hands.

"Brother Shixin!"

"Shixin, here we come!"

Seeing that his group of old fans were in place, Li Shixin chuckled and waved to the director Zhu Hao, "Xiao Zhu, get ready, let's start filming right away!"

"Come on!"

Following Li Shixin's greeting, the crew, who had already prepared, got busy.

It was the first time to film a live action scene, and there was a hint of excitement on everyone's faces.

On the other side, the customer team who was visiting the facilities of the cemetery under the leadership of the tomb seller stopped to watch this strange scene.

In the line, a thin old man blinked his eyes when he saw Li Shixin who was facing the bus with his hands behind his back.

Happy.

"Hey! What a coincidence!"

Li Shixin couldn't help laughing when he saw that under the leadership of Zhang Shuo and Wu Ming, a group of old fans of the fan club came to No. 40 or 50, each wearing a support cap of the fan club, acting like a tourist group for the elderly.

"Look, I'm so busy that I didn't go to the station to meet you."

"Why welcome? We're not three-year-olds who can't find their way. Shixin, have you been too busy these days? Look at you, you've lost weight! It's fine if we weren't here before, but now we're all here, hurry up Let’s move out of Wu’s and Bi’s villas since childhood. Let’s find a better homestay with a kitchen, and I’ll make you some delicious buns!”

Facing Li Shixin's politeness, Wu Ming returned angrily.

cough cough

Feeling Lao Wu's full stomach, Li Shixin waved his hands in embarrassment, and looked at other old fans.

Mr. Liu Feng was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the cemetery shrouded in the bright spring with surprise, he was amused: "Shixin, your filming is getting more and more off-road! This has all come to the cemetery! Use my grandson Then, what is it called, the tomb, what is the tomb of the tomb?"

"Oh, grandpa."

Liu Feng's grandson smiled embarrassedly: "It's not a good word, old people don't learn it."

"Tsk!" Liu Feng widened his eyes, "I can't remember feeling uncomfortable!"

Liu Feng's grandson smiled mischievously, looked at Li Shixin at the side, leaned over to whisper in Liu Feng's ear for a while.

"Ah yes! Ward karaoke, mourning hall reception, funeral barbecue, funeral rock, hearse drift, graveyard dance, ancestral hall singing, cemetery filming! That's it!"

Mr. Liu Feng was overjoyed, and he smiled with his dentures and yelled: "Why is this not a good word, how interesting does this sound? Shixin, I am here this time to watch you film, and also to survey the terrain. A group of old brothers Old sister, there will be a day sooner or later. Let me tell you, try to put all the cemeteries together if possible, and play so well in your lifetime, let’s get a neighbor when we get down there, and let’s continue to mess around!”

"Agreed, anyway, Rongdian is not far from Rongzhou, and it will be buried wherever it is buried. Shixin, when the time comes, you can discuss it with the developer and give us the whole group purchase price!"

On the side, seeing the old men and women in this car, and hearing Liu Feng and Zhang Yaozhong's intention to buy the tomb, Jiang Wenhai's eyes turned green!

"Hey! Teachers are welcome, isn't it just a group price? No problem! When you finish filming, tell me which one you like the most, and I'll give you a staff discount!"

Seeing this fat man who didn't want to recognize his father and wanted to cut off his fans' leeks, Li Shixin chuckled and waved his hands to a group of old fans, "Let's put this matter aside for now, let you come here today. There is a scene, we need You guys help out."

"Hey! I know Shixin is thinking about us!"

Zhang Yaozhong clapped his hands happily.

Since the old man collaborated with Li Shixin to stage "All Choose C" on the provincial TV station during the Spring Festival, he has been very popular in the circle of veteran cadres. Now as soon as I heard that I could be a cameo in a play, I immediately volunteered.

"Shixin, what are you acting for?"

"Playing a ghost."

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Hearing this, Zhang Yaozhong was taken aback, "This character is not easy to control."

"Dude, this ghost, how do you act?"

At this moment, an inquiry sounded from outside the crowd.

Hearing that somewhat familiar voice, Li Shixin frowned.

Looking in the direction of the sound, I was amused.

"Yo! Brother, why are you here?"

The one who spoke was none other than the little old man who had met Li Shixin in the hospital before and was secretly drinking while hiding in the firefighting corridor.

Stomach cancer patient, Shi Agui!