Senior Superstar

Early the next morning.

Li Shixin, who went to bed early last night, got up and cleaned himself up neatly, and brought An Xiaoxiao and Zhao Jinzhi, who had woken up but his soul was still in a dream, to the theater in Liulichang.

As soon as he got off the car, Li Shixin saw a lively scene in front of the theater gate.

It was only eight o'clock, and a stage was set up at the entrance of the theater, and the workers were busy making the scenery.

And a group of old fans of his were there, busy making things up about the guys in the theater.

Such a big battle attracted people from the neighbors' shops on the left and right, and they stood on the side of the street to watch.

Pushing aside the crowd, Li Shixin stepped forward.

Seeing that old man Liu Feng was sitting in a wheelchair holding a feather fan, directing his grandson to work with other old partners, Li Shixin stood beside him: "Brother Feng, why are you here so early?"

"Yeah, Shixin is here?"

Seeing Li Shixin, the old man put down his fan and smiled: "It's not interesting to come back from a walk in the morning. It just so happens that Xiao Sun said in the group that he wants to set up a stage outside to perform a box-sealing show. Are we here to help! Of course, I sit in town Commanding, the main force is to use your legs and feet so that you can work hard."

Shaking the feather fan that he didn't know where to play with, the old man made a concave shape, and raised his eyebrows at Li Shixin, "I didn't know that there are so many interesting things in the troupe, Shixin, take a look." , Do I have the style of Zhuge Liang?"

Seeing the frightened expression on the old man's face, Li Shixin smacked his mouth, took the paper bag containing chestnuts from An Xiaoxiao's hand, rolled it up like a crown, and put it on the old man's head.

On the side, An Xiaoxiao, who was holding a pile of chestnuts like a squirrel, looked at the old man's new look and was amused.

(*ω): "Grandpa Feng, there is something inside!"

Looking at An Xiaoxiao's starry eyes, Mr. Liu Feng happily waved the feather in his hand, imitating Zhuge Liang's posture in the old version of "Three Kingdoms", and shouted loudly in his dantian, "old bearded thief, Haoshou P...Piu~"

Seeing the false teeth that fell on the chestnut in her arms with a snap, An Xiaoxiao's expression froze.

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(;) My chestnuts, wow...so gross!

"Hey hey? Don't cry, little one! Where did you buy it? I'll ask your grandson to buy you another copy!"

~~o(\u003e_\u003c)o ~~: "Wow!!! I ate half a bag, and I have feelings for it!"

"Two bags! I'll buy you two bags!"

(ˇˇ): "Okay then, the second store at the entrance of the alley in front, buy a catty and get half a catty free."

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"..."

Seeing that the old man sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a crown on his head and holding a feather fan in his hand, with all three sets of IQ, didn't even go around An Xiaoxiao's tricks, Li Shixin shook his head helplessly.

"Uncle!"

At this moment, Sun Liancheng, who saw Li Shixin arrived, gave instructions to the workers who were cleaning the stage beside him, and then dragged a pretty girl beside him, and walked over.

The girl is about seventeen or eighteen years old.

His long black hair was tightly tied into a ponytail and draped over his shoulders, and his skin was so fair that under the sunlight, it was hard to keep his eyes open.

The appearance has not fully grown yet, but it already has the pomp of a BJ girl.

The tall one stood with Sun Liancheng, who was about 1.7 meters tall, and there was no difference in size.

About the same age, but two sizes older than An Xiaoxiao.

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An Xiaoxiao frowned when she saw her peers in front of her with a bumpy figure, who should be big but should be thin.

"teacher!"

"Shut up."

After looking at the girl for a while, and pushing An Xiaoxiao away who might rush the train at any time, Li Shixin raised his lips.

Although Sun Liancheng hadn't introduced him yet, he had already confirmed the identity of the girl in front of him.

The girl in front of her is about 70% similar to Lai Xiaoyue, the owner of the perspective in the skill dream.

At first glance, they are descendants of the Sun family.

"Is it Lolo?"

Facing the girl's timid eyes, Li Shixin nodded with a smile.

Seeing that his granddaughter was silent, Sun Liancheng clicked his tongue and said, "This child, quickly call Master!"

"Master, Master."

Instigated by Sun Liancheng, the girl bowed in a panic.

"Hi!" Seeing his granddaughter's shy look, Sun Liancheng shook his head.

After Sun Luoluo lowered his head and took small steps backstage, Sun Liancheng shook his head helplessly, "Uncle, don't take offense, this kid has such a temper. His unmotivated father divorced his mother when he was young." , the child fell ill. He doesn’t like to talk to anyone, and usually doesn’t have much to say.”

oh?

Hearing Sun Liancheng talk about Sun Luoluo's situation, Li Shixin raised his eyebrows.

In fact, he had met Sun Luoluo before - the time he had dinner with Liu Wenqiang. In my impression, the girl really only paid two blessings and never said a single word.

At that time, Li Shixin thought that the girl was a bit introverted, but he didn't realize...it's autistic!

"How did you learn the show that you don't like to talk?"

"I taught it!" Sun Liancheng patted his chest and said complacently, "After his father divorced, I took the child with me. At that time, Luo Luo didn't say a word all day. When I thought about it, how could this be possible? Don’t hold back! I taught her how to play. I didn’t intend to let her go this way, but this child got in by himself.”

All right.

Li Shixin grinned when he remembered the passage that the little girl sang on stage when he was in the restaurant that day.

This is also a way.

"Yo, Master Uncle. It's past eight o'clock, let's stop chatting. Hurry up, let them be busy in front, let's go backstage and pretend?"

While thinking about it, Sun Liancheng looked at the time and let out a bluff.

"good."

Li Shixin nodded and followed Sun Liancheng to the backstage.

Last night, I told Sun Liancheng that I was going to sing Danjiao today, and Li Shixin hurried to make up after he got backstage.

Although they are both stage performance arts, the appearance of Peking Opera is not the same as that of drama.

Compared with the drama stage, which tries its best to express the character characteristics of the characters, every appearance in Peking Opera is a rule, and you can't mess around.

It took more than an hour to do it, relying on his makeup skills and the knowledge he learned in Liyuan surgery, Li Shixin finally got Li Yanfei's upright appearance in "Second Entry into the Palace" properly.

After checking in the mirror that his appearance was fine, Li Shixin smiled slightly, shook his hands, and gathered up the long white sleeves on his big red phoenix robe. live streaming.

Last night, Li Shixin had notified the fans of today's live broadcast plan, and it was the weekend, and the live broadcast had just started, and a large wave of netizens flooded into the live broadcast room in an instant.

Seeing in the live broadcast, that Zhengdan with the gold hairpin crown on his head is graceful and luxurious, showing seven points of dignity and three points of charm in his dignified manner, smiling at the camera...

Many netizens in front of their mobile phones were drooling.

"Fuck! Who are you, beauty? I remember that I entered the live broadcast room of Lord Xin?"

"I'm in love with the brothers. I was just kidding around with those coquettish sluts before, but I'm going to fix this one!"

"Wife! My wife promised me that I will work hard to sell biscuits outside, so you can make medicine for me at home, okay?"

"I'm such a girl, I was dumbfounded. What kind of fairy sister is this!? Oh my god, is the temperament of singing Peking Opera so good?"

"Maybe it's because I've been single for a long time. When I saw this fairy sister, my middle finger became hard..."

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Um?

Before the mobile phone, Li Shixin frowned.

Applause is understandable, after all, the old man looks beautiful today.

But what the hell is this admiration?

Glancing at a piece of sand sculptures in the barrage begging for love and private messages for remakes, Li Shixin frowned.

"Tie irons, please respect yourself. Old man, you are not such a frivolous person!"

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As Li Shixin opened his mouth to the camera, the barrage in his fighting room exploded!