Senior Superstar

Chapter 613

After receiving Xu Youzhen's reply, Li Shixin patted his forehead when he learned that Jing Xie Na had accepted all requests from him.

Conditions are reduced.

According to the principle of Article 56 of the vegetable market bargaining rules, "A bargain that does not cut the other party to the point of death is not considered a successful bargain", Xinye felt that he was at a loss.

It would be such a pleasure to know it earlier. Let everyone above the vice president of the Beijing Association come to collectively recognize their father!

After constructing the scene in his mind, Li Shixin shivered violently.

No, I can't think about it.

It's just too grand!

Although he had regrets about his operation this time in his heart, there was absolutely no reason to regret what he had done. After a little bit of pain, Li Shixin turned over this article.

In fact, Li Shixin is not interested in the president of the Peking Association. This time, Beijing opera is actually a game of ticketing, pointing out that the ceiling is still too low to rely on Peking opera.

The filming of "Ling" is finished, and the road has been paved for little girls like Sun Liancheng and Luo Luo, and it is almost the same in Peking Opera. In the final analysis, I still have to return to the right path and start my own acting career.

After casually instructing Xu Youzhen to handle affairs with the Peking Association and the Ministry of Culture on his own behalf, Li Shixin retreated from the hotel of China Film Group, and returned to the capital with a load of luggage including An Xiaoxiao.

The serialization of "Ling" is over, the finale has been released, and the work as the main creator and starring Li Shixin is completed.

However, due to the involvement of the Beijing Association and the Ministry of Culture, it is already at the peak of its popularity, and because the just-released "Red Ling" is still spreading explosively on the Internet, the popularity of "Ling" is still rising.

Just when Li Shixin returned to the capital to reunite with a group of old fans, the Beijing Association and the Ministry of Culture, which had already reached a PY relationship with Chadou, also officially started operations.

In the Office of the Ministry of Culture, a piece of commendation notice for Chadou.com as an online video platform for the dissemination of traditional culture is being carefully compiled by the department.

And the document nominating Chadou.com as an online video platform as a dissemination unit to participate in the cultural industry report meeting held by the State Council next month has also been affixed with the red seal of the department.

Peking Opera Association, in-depth cooperation with Chadou.com, uses Chadou APP as a medium to use new media to cultivate the aesthetics of Peking Opera for a new generation of audiences. The "reignition" project won the approval of all association members in the conference room.

Chadou.com has also preliminarily finalized the plan for re-editing the hit web drama "Ling" and cooperating with the Ministry of Culture and Peking Opera Association to launch it in major theaters across the country.

However, Li Shixin didn't know about this series of things related to "Ling".

After returning to the capital, Li Shixin first went back to Sun Liancheng to meet a group of old fans. After appeasing the old fans who had been neglected for more than a month, he promised Liu Feng that he would not do anything in the next few days and just play with them. So, together with An Xiaoxiaosun Luoluo, they went to the crew wrap-up banquet arranged by Liu Wenqiang.

As a producer, it is impossible not to attend.

Evening, half past ten.

Moon Age Theater.

"Oh, this kid! If you can't drink, don't drink so much!"

"Shixin and you too! You don't know how deep you are, why don't you stop me when you're old?"

"Look, it's a good child, and it's such a virtue! What's the matter?"

"Brother Liancheng, what's wrong with this?"

In the compound.

A group of old fans surrounded Sun Luoluo, who was holding a wine bottle and hugging the theater pillars, and he didn't let go, his claws went numb.

"Oh? What about Xiaoxiao? Why did Xiaoxiao disappear in a blink of an eye?"

Elder Liu Feng among the crowd looked at Luo Luo and shook his head, only to slap his thigh to realize that there was someone missing.

"I'm here!"

Just as everyone was looking for it in a hurry, a figure with a toilet seat around his neck staggered over from the direction of the toilet.

"Hey hey hey, guess what I picked up in the toilet just now? Kang! Such a big necklace!"

"belch,"

After hiccupping heavily, An Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, saw Sun Luoluo who was tightly hugging the pillar, and sat down on her buttocks.

ヾ(o｀o) "Lolo, what are you doing?"

(“““) “Don’t talk, I’m a branch now, rooting and sprouting here. "

(oω`o) "Hi, hey, lolo. You drank too much, this is obviously the Dinghaishenzhen! Look at me, Mr. Bull, dig it out!"

Looking at the two little girls in the yard who were drinking madly, Li Shixin covered his temples.

One was drunk after a sip of wine, and went straight to the toilet.

One went crazy after taking a sip of wine, leading the entire crew to fight each other one by one, the 53-degree Moutai was dry, and whoever stopped was in a hurry.

Who can yell like this?

Sin!

"Tsk tut tut."

Just when Li Shixin was having a headache, Chen Boshi, who had just returned to the capital, put down his phone and tsk-tsk.

"Life is alive, who doesn't have a little black history? Believe me, grandpa, with this video in hand, do you think I will have my pocket money for next month?"

Seeing Chen Boshi's dark face, Li Shixin frowned, and also picked up the phone.

Want to threaten the old man's disciples and grandchildren with black history?

Pooh!

Sun Luoluo and An Xiaoxiao, who were hugging each other and taking root on the ground, took pictures for more than ten seconds. Li Shixin acted preemptively with an upright face, and posted the video to his fan WeChat group.

"No, your pocket money is gone."

drop!

Received the applause value of [Resentment], 233 points!

Under Chen Boshi's contempt, Li Shixin chuckled and went back to the main room with his hands behind his back.

the next day.

Shanghai, Chairman's Office of Huaqi Headquarters Building.

Youyou raised her head from the large solid wood desk, rubbed her face with marks, Zhao Jinzhi smiled wryly and shook her head.

Doing the math, this should be the seventh sleep on the desk this week.

Rubbing her completely numb arm, Zhao Jinzhi staggered up from the chair.

The sunlight outside the window shone through the gaps in the shutters into the office where the lights were still on, making everything in the room look dim and oppressive.

When she took off the two stockings that made her legs swollen, she saw the electronic calendar showing "Friday, August 8" on the desk.

Just when she frowned slightly, the mobile phone on the table rang.

Looking at the personal mobile phone that she hadn't touched for many days, she copied it and opened the WeChat that was constantly popping up messages.

In the fan group, the two videos that bore all the laughs of the old fans in the morning made Zhao Jinzhi's serious brow slightly relieved.

After thinking about it, she clicked on Li Shixin's profile picture, and @ it.

"In the late days of Jiaan Yinghua, returning to the boat, flute, drums and sunset, it is rare to have a leisurely life. Envy."

Just looking at the message that was sent out, thinking that he was complaining too much and about to withdraw, a voice of Li Shixin jumped into the chat box.

The person on the other side seemed to be brushing his teeth, and accompanied by the sound of "gurgling!", Li Shixin's unscrupulous voice came out: "The clock sends the evening rooster to announce the dawn, and the dawn reminds you when is the time. I hate a thousand sorrows." As we grow old, grass still grows when spring comes. Little Yiyue hasn’t shown her head yet, has she? I’m almost too busy, so I have to rest when I need to rest!”

Listening to Li Shixin's voice, Zhao Jinzhi pursed her lips and said happily, "I'm not as lucky as you."

Li Shixin: "It doesn't matter, you have me!"

Wu Ming: "!,!!!,!!!!!!!!!@!!!"

Looking at Wu Ming who suddenly came out of the fan group, Zhao Jinzhi was happy.

Putting the phone back on the desk, she walked to the dressing room.

Washing off the remaining makeup, looking at the woman in the mirror with her plain face facing the sky like a peony in full bloom, the hesitation on her face disappeared.

After half an hour.

That delicate peony walked out of the dressing room and opened the door of the office.

Turning her eyes, she didn't know when, there was already a row of subordinates standing at the door, and she raised her chin slightly.

"Director!"

"How about it?"

"Everyone has arrived."

"Walk."

Crash.

The assistant pushed the conference room full of sunshine.

Facing the gazes of dozens of shareholder representatives and directors inside, Zhao Jinzhi walked to the first place, tore off the shawl from her shoulders, and casually put it on the chair.

"I heard that there are some unusual voices in the board of directors recently."

After casually scanning everyone present, Zhao Jinzhi sat casually on the wide leather chair.

"If you have any means, use them quickly."

Finally, her eyes fell on Meng Nan, the lower prince of Huaqi on her left!

"I'm in a hurry, and I don't have time to play house with my children."