Senior Superstar

The moment An Xiaoxiao's fat face appeared on the movie screen, the sad atmosphere in the movie theater was broken.

"puff!"

"Ahhh! I finally saw Xiaoxiao wearing stockings! Sucking, sucking..."

"Brothers in front, please sit down. Beautiful legs are traded for IQ. Please don't make any noise during basic operations."

"Why can't I cry when Mao Xiaoxiao comes out! Return my tears!"

"An Xiaoxiao, you traitor, do you know who you kicked just now?"

"I bet ten packs of spicy strips. For this scene, Xiaoxiao must have no food for half a month."

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

In the middle of the fourth row, Li Shixin frowned when he heard the whispered discussions of a group of sand sculptures beside him.

In your heart, is this the measure of the old man?

Besides, what does it mean that An Xiaoxiao sacrificed too much for this show?

Obviously the one who got kicked was me! ?

Angrily, he squeezed his throat.

"I feel sorry for Xinye, Xiaoxiao's foot looks solid. Xinye has suffered a lot for making this movie!"

The audience laughed even louder as he beat the waistcoat with a voice decades younger.

"Fuck, which sand sculpture just said that? With such beautiful legs in stockings, kicking them is obviously a gift, right?!"

"Mom seems to be kicked by such a leg..."

"Just thinking about it is exciting... Ah, I'm fine."

|灬`) There is something wrong with you.

Hearing that the rhythm of the complaints around him was obviously out of order, Li Shixin shrank his neck.

This year's fans are so perverted!

In the midst of sand sculptures complaining, the plot of "Only Love" is still going on;

After Dazhi's explanation, Xiaoan knew that he had misunderstood.

In the park, Xiao An, who noticed that Dazhi was different from normal people, put down his guard and chatted with Dazhi.

This is a girl who just graduated from college.

Rejecting the family's local arrangement, he came to this city alone and worked in a sales company.

The scene just now was the first order she made in her life.

"Well, in short, I thought I could make a living with my own abilities. But in the end, they are still the bodies of Grandma Tugu."

On the bench in the park, Xiao An was wearing Dazhi's jacket, and curled up on the bench like a cat.

Dangling her two little feet wrapped in stockings, her face was full of distress.

"Oh, by the way, why are you alone in the park at night? I was startled just now, I thought it was such a bad day, I just got out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's mouth."

It was at this time that her cell phone rang.

The first one, the boss called, and she was fired.

The second one was from her father. After learning that Xiao An still hadn't come home, the other end of the phone began to complain for a long time;

Listening to the roar of "I've told you a hundred times that you can't do it in Shanghai, get the hell out of here" on the phone, Xiao An silently hung up the phone.

In the silent night, she buried her face in her knees.

Seeing that the little girl who was just like an elf suddenly became depressed, Dazhi blinked.

"He's actually, he's caring about you."

"Come on."

Xiao An wiped away her tears, and stubbornly turned her head away;

"If he really cares about me, why doesn't he ask me if my day is going well? Why doesn't he ask me what happened and if I need his help? I just want to break out of my own world, who do I recruit? Who did you mess with? In his heart, I should just stay in that small county town for the rest of my life, throw away all the things I learned in nine years of compulsory education and four years of college, and just be like my mother and take care of my husband and children!"

"He, he just can't talk well, don't be sad."

"never mind."

Feeling Dazhi's concern, Xiaoan wiped away her tears and looked at Dazhi.

"Tell me about you, why do you sleep here at night? Don't you have a home?"

"Dazhi, Dazhi has a family. But there is no Ding Ding at home..."

Faced with Xiaoan's question, Dazhi stumbled and explained his reason for coming here in a language that lacked some logic.

Following Dazhi's narration, mist gradually appeared in Xiao An's big eyes, and her face was full of disbelief.

"So you just ran out by yourself, looking for it aimlessly?"

"Teacher Zhou told me to find a good person to help me find Ding Ding. I think you are very good. That person just now was beaten so badly by you... Hehehehehe. You are really good , you can protect yourself and not let yourself get hurt.”

"..."

Seeing Dazhi clapping his hands happily, expressing his admiration for himself, Xiao An's expression was a bit complicated.

"Fool, this is not powerful, it is helpless. You are not looking for people like me, but those who are influential and have weight in their words."

"Who is that?"

"It's like Hong Shan, Hong Shan, do you know who it is? It's the very talkative and warm-hearted anchor in the traffic radio. He often helps people solve problems on the radio. You go to him, and he will definitely help. You brought Tintin back."

Hearing Xiaoan's directions, Dazhi became excited.

He packed his bags without saying a word.

"What are you doing?"

"I'll go find it now."

"Fool, people don't rest or get off work? You, forget it. Anyway, I don't have to go to work tomorrow, you... Come home with me, and I will take you there tomorrow."

"You are such a good person! Teacher Zhou said that there are fewer and fewer good people now. If you meet a good person, you must thank the sky..."

"It's hard to say who's good or bad. You just tasted my strength just now, right? I warn you, you can only use the sofa when you get to my house. If you dare to have any ideas, hey!"

Staring at Dazhi fiercely, Xiao An raised his fist.

Facing the bean-sized fist, the former nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

...

In front of the parking lot of Radio and Television Building.

Dazhi and Xiaoan finally arrived at Hongshan who was driving to work, but it was obvious that this warm-hearted and well-known anchor was different from the rumors.

"Hong Shan, hello Hong Shan, this is Li Dazhi, his child was adopted. To be precise, his daughter has no blood relationship with him, but they live together..."

"You, hello, my name is Li Dazhi, and I am thirty-five years old. This, this is my penis, she was taken away by a woman..."

Seeing the two people who stopped his car before the security saluted and chattered about looking for children, the well-known anchor wearing sunglasses was obviously not happy.

Faced with the two people's constant slapping on the car to "narrate their grievances", he just waved at the security guard.

Then, he drove away without looking back.

Seeing the haughty look of Hong Shan's actor Xu Ge on the big screen, the audience was delighted;

"Fuck, I finally understand why Xinye's movies are so cheap. The actors don't need to spend money, do they?"

"I'm dying of laughter. You are worthy of being Lord Xin. Sure enough, you have fully carried forward the habit of the older generation of people to save as much as possible!"

"Pfft haha, I knew before that Xinjia Banlian Xiaoxiao was a free laborer for ten thousand years. Now his godson Xu Ge has also been arranged! He has the name of executive director, and he has to work as an actor. Deep Believe in the truth!"

"Good son!"

"Have you noticed that Xu Ge's career has broadened since he met Lord Xin? Before, when he saw Xu Ge's movies, he must have played from the beginning to the end. Now this guy has started to act in literary films."

On the big screen, the plot continues;

"Why is this man like this! He's still a good friend of the townspeople, bah! Bah, bah, bah, bah!"

Looking at the BMW driving away, Xiao An, who was driven out by the security guards, was a little out of breath.

"Little, Xiaoan. He, can he really help me find Tintin?"

"What's the use of saying this now, people ignore you."

"Great wisdom, great wisdom has a way."

On the side, Dazhi, who was thrown out by the security guards and covered in dirt, looked at a notice posted in front of the parking lot and became amused.

As soon as the screen changed, Dazhi had already put on the cleaning work clothes of Radio and Television.

In the polished corridor, Dazhi met Hong Shan again.

"Hong, hello Hong Shan!"

"good."

This anchor, who is full of energy on the radio and always enthusiastic about solving emotional problems for the audience, is not friendly outside the studio.

Facing the greeting from the cleaner carrying a mop in the corridor, Hong Shan just nodded lightly, then spared a moment and prepared to walk away.

But his route was blocked by the figure carrying the mop.

After being blocked several times, Hong Shan raised his head.

With a dissatisfied look, he glanced at the blind cleaner in front of him.

"What are you doing?"

"We met the day before yesterday. We met. Hehehe, my daughter Ding Ding was adopted..."

?

Hearing that smirk, Hong Shan frowned.

"are you crazy?"

"You are really good! You can tell at a glance that Dazhi's brain is not good. Hehehe, goose goose, you are better than the doctors in the hospital. They want, want Dazhi to do a lot of examinations, and they are filming again. It was only after taking a blood test that I found out that Dazhi was ill. What Xiaoan said, you are right, you are really amazing! This is my penis, she was taken away, can you help me take her away? Get it back?"

In the chaos of Hong Shan, Dazhi took out a photo from the jacket pocket of his overalls, and handed it to Hong Shan.

But that photo was opened by Hong Shan.

"ill!"

As Hong Shan walked away with 10,000 points of dissatisfaction, heads popped out of the corridor.

"What did I just say? He won't care!"

"Ms. Hong recently divorced his wife. If you stick to him at this time, it will be strange if he doesn't scold you."

"Hey, what does that have to do with it? Just like he was warm when he wasn't divorced."

"Big guy, don't be stupid. Mr. Hong is only interested in things that can be solved in one episode, that can arouse the audience's emotions and increase the ratings. Your matter is too complicated, and he won't take care of it." .”

"Too naive, I don't know anything about human design."

"Teacher Hong is a fairy. The human fireworks emitted by others are all human fireworks that can increase the ratings. Don't waste your energy. If you have the skill to please him, why don't you fetch me a glass of boiling water."

"Give me a drink too!"

"Hey, big guy, did you see a document in a blue cover when you were mopping the floor just now, why can't I find it?"

Under the ridicule of his colleagues, Dazhi silently picked up the photo on the ground.

Then with a silly smile, he took the thermos cups one by one.

Although the plan of chasing love has been hindered, Dazhi, who is single-minded, did not give up.

He printed hundreds of copies of the photo with Ding Ding, just like Miss Bao's small card in the hotel, every day when cleaning, he would put one in the crack of Hong Shan's office door.

Although this didn't seem to have any effect, the office has changed because of the existence of Dazhi.

Every day, Dazhi would get up early on the sofa in Xiaoan's house, make breakfast for Xiaoan and then rush to work.

He has a bad mind and is obedient, making him an existence that is used by all employees.

But in Dazhi's thinking, these commands are regarded as serious tasks. He carried out slowly but earnestly everything that was entrusted to him by others.

Every morning, every workstation in the office is cleaned up. The messy files were neatly organized, and the keyboard and computer were wiped clean. A thermos cup filled with boiling water and neat newspapers will become the first thing every worker sitting at a workstation faces.

Even on these workstations, sometimes there will be post-it notes like "the red document is on the first floor of the office", "I saw you were unhappy yesterday, there is sugar under the newspaper".

In this world, there are very few people who don't like people who are serious and full of kindness and warmth.

Gradually, the slightly joking title of "big man" turned into an affectionate "Da Zhi".

And this title, accompanied by the mouths of colleagues, frequently appeared in Hong Shan's ears.

But what impressed me most about this double-faced person who was full of enthusiasm in the live broadcast room and frosty in the office was today.

On the weekend, Hong Shan's 12-year-old son came to work.

Here, he met Dazhi.

PS: The script is too long, with a total of more than 40,000 words. I really shouldn't write them together, I should write the plot out of the filming process of the plot. But the good news is that I will finish all the content of the movie today. Ask for a monthly pass.