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Chapter 543 There is a chance to give it to you Kangkang! (Ask for a monthly ticket!)

The system dream this time is the longest one Li Shixin has ever done.

It may be related to the number of skill-related dream fragments, after all, this dream has run through half of the dream owner's life.

After dreaming all night, especially in the dream where he spent most of the time practicing the Liyuanxing set that tortured children and exhausted the old man, Li Shixin only felt that every bone in his body was sore and swollen.

But thinking of the last scene of the dream, he was quite relieved.

In the past, the dreams were too bloody. The owner of the dream was either stabbed in the middle of the army, or his head was cut off. The most comfortable way to die is to collapse from the 100-meter-high pavilion on the ground.

This time it was considered the conscience of the system, and the high and low gave a HE ending.

It seems that the skill did not have [Lost] before, it should be that the dream master survived in the end.

Finally figured out the rules of your scumbag system!

He despised the system in his heart, recalling the details of the second half of the dream, Li Shixin smiled slightly.

The half life of the girl in the dream was actually not complete in the strict sense—she was abandoned by her family when she was young, and suffered all kinds of hardships in the theater troupe. Not to mention the life of avoiding the chaos of war and struggling to survive.

But in exchange for the hardships of life, it is spiritual freedom and a partner who has redeemed each other and helped each other, through the most difficult and gloomy moments together, and seeing the end of the enemy.

Not to mention happiness, such a half life can be regarded as complete.

Rubbing his swollen cheeks, completely getting rid of his thoughts from the dreamland, Li Shixin lay down on the bed again——to catch a sense of return to sleep.

It's past seven o'clock.

Amidst the commotion, Li Shixin finally woke up.

Hearing a group of old fans chattering outside the door, Li Shixin changed his clothes and walked out of the room.

In the yard, Liu Feng's grandson, Wu Ming and a group of old fans have arrived. A group of old people are carrying the breakfast that Xu Shi bought during his morning walk, and putting it on the stone table in a hurry.

Seeing Li Shixin come out, old man Liu Feng was immediately happy; "Shixin, are you awake? Hurry up, freshly made soybean juice, brush your teeth while it's hot!"

Seeing the silly smile on the old man's face, Li Shixin laughed.

I promised a group of old fans yesterday that I will take everyone around the capital today. All the staff arrived at seven o'clock in the morning, and it seemed that these old urchins had already counted on it.

After taking the toothbrush, Li Shixin squatted under the wall of the yard, brushing his teeth and planning the itinerary for the day.

In fact, there is nothing to arrange.

According to Li Shixin's understanding, travel is actually just a change of mood in a novel environment. There is no need to go to any scenic spots when you come to this city, and there is no need to say what to eat, what to see, what to do when you come to this place.

In his understanding, the imperceptible cultural customs of a city are far more interesting than those overcrowded tourist attractions on the surface.

So a group of old fans said they wanted to visit the capital, and what Li Shixin wanted was to avoid scenic spots and go to older places, without spending a penny except for things he was interested in.

Ignore the fast part of a city and feel the slow part with historical temperature.

To put it bluntly, it is a proper Buddhist sunset red tourism method.

For Li Shixin's idea, a group of old fans are very supportive - if you don't support it, you can't do it. Yesterday, I was taken by the black tour guide to climb the fake Great Wall, and all the bones of my body were about to fall apart.

I played action scenes all day yesterday, and if I don’t come with some literary films today, I guess it will be the rhythm of a box.

After washing up, Li Shixin ate breakfast and went back to the house to change his clothes.

Passing by An Xiaoxiao's room, Li Shixin shook his head when he heard the slight snoring inside, and looked at his watch that it was half past eight.

When not filming, An Xiaoxiao's whole baby is like a useless person.

It seems that when he turns back, he has to tell his incompetent No. 2 godson to give this girl some work. Or support yourself and bring it with you.

Otherwise, if things go on like this, An Xiaoxiao will become An Tuantuan sooner or later.

"Little!"

After thinking about it for a moment, Li Shixin knocked on the door of An Xiaoxiao's room.

"What are you doing?"

"Get up! What time is it?"

"Damn it, teacher, a mysterious force has sealed me on the bed, um. What a strong suction. Huh. Huh. What a strong suction."

Li Shixin frowned and knocked hard on the door when he heard the muffled dream talk of the traitor in the room.

"Don't talk useless!"

"Teacher, it's sick and has been coughing so pitifully. I can't leave it alone, let me warm it up for a while."

You are so caring, Hun Dan? !

Rubbing his throbbing brows, Li Shixin grinned.

"Okay, I won't get up if I don't get up. I will go to the snack street with your Grandpa Feng, Grandma Wu and the others in a while. After you get up, clean up the house."

"Teacher, wait for me!"

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With a loud cry, An Xiaoxiao appeared at the door with disheveled hair and a white nightgown with a suspender slid off his shoulders.

"Teacher, in fact, my soul has woken up a long time ago! What was lying on the bed just now was just an empty shell."

Seeing that Li Shixin had already dressed and was about to go out immediately, the sleepiness on An Xiaoxiao's face disappeared immediately.

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"Please take me with you when you go to the snack street! Teacher, don't misunderstand me. I want to go with you. It's definitely not me, An Xiaoxiao, who wants to eat those old-fashioned pastries and dark stewed food. I just watched the weather forecast yesterday. Say the temperature is thirty-two degrees today, you old people, if you have a headache, brain fever, heatstroke and cold, how can your grandson take care of it?! Today, let me An Xiaoxiao be the logistics team leader, so annoying !"

Hearing An Xiaoxiao's reason, Li Shixin laughed angrily.

What the hell to be the captain of the logistics team.

Your mouth is watering!

Twirling the orchid finger, she tapped An's small forehead fiercely, took out of context a part of the libretto from last night's dream, and sang it out.

"I don't care about face in life, and it's useless to live in this world!"

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"Brother, where did you learn this?"

Hearing the voice behind him, when Li Shixin turned around, he saw Zhao Jinzhi who came back at some time last night, dressed in Decathlon, and just came back from morning exercise.

"What? Doesn't sound good to your ears?"

Li Shixin smiled faintly and raised his eyebrows.

Seeing his calm appearance, Zhao Jinzhi shook her head vigorously.

"Without ten years of hard work, I can't come out with this accent. When I heard you sing "The Drunken Concubine" before, you didn't have this skill. Old brother, how many things have you hidden?"

Under Zhao Jinzhi's complicated gaze, Li Shixin chuckled.

"That's too much. If you have a chance, I'll show you all of them!"

"oh?"

On the side, An Xiaoxiao, who was stuffing a toothbrush into her mouth, raised her eyebrows. With a small face covered with gum, he laughed like a fool.

"Teacher, I think it's better for Mr. Zhao to explore it all by himself. Hehehe"