Senior Superstar

  Chapter 88 Winter is here, the number of fans is -1!

  After working hard with the crew, Li Shixin returned to the dressing room.

   changed into the dirty beggar's clothes and handed it back to the big man.

   "Old man, what are you doing to me with this thing? I'm not going to go back to pick up the rags. I smashed and threw it away." Looking at his gear a month ago, the big man wrinkled his nose.

  Looking at the boy's disgusting look, Li Shixin couldn't help being happy.

  Okay, know the shame.

very good.

  "Then you throw it away, and work hard at Rongdian. Usually, I learn more by myself. My old man is not very capable, so I can only help you get here."

The big man blinked his eyes and grinned open his mouth: "Now I'm pretty good old man, I'll be fine in the future, I won't go back to the garbage dump. Don't worry about me, think about yourself, and save enough money. Cure your illness, Ou."

  Looking at the big man who was different from before, Li Shixin chuckled and patted the shoulder.

"Teacher Li!"

  Li Shixin just put on his down jacket, he heard a shout behind him.

   Turning around, it was An Xiaoxiao.

  This girl didn’t make any announcements this morning, and there was a scene where she was bullied by her classmates in the afternoon. So it was noon before I came over from the hotel.

  Looking at the girl’s eyes full of mist, Li Shixin smiled, "What's wrong with the girl?"

   "Woo!"

  With a sob, An Xiaoxiao got into Li Shixin’s arms like a cannonball, and hugged Li Shixin’s old waist tightly: "They said you were killed today!"

   patted the little head in his arms, and Li Shixin smiled: "Yes, you have to play the next scenes by yourself."

  Listening to Li Shixin’s words, An Xiaoxiao’s tears came out at once.

  ┭┮﹏┭┮

   "Teacher, I can't bear you."

what?

Li Shixin looked at An Xiaoxiao, who was crying like a man, and frowned, "Xiaoxiao, there is no permanent banquet in the world. Besides, although my play is finished, I still have to return to the crew after I act as a prop instructor. . Besides"

  Li Shixin severely pinched An Xiao's face, and pulled this guy out of his arms.

   "You have stayed at our house for more than a week, eating and drinking every day, and rubbing your sister Ying's bed. The old lady can see you seven times a week when I get up in the morning. You cried!"

  The air is suddenly quiet.

  ('⊙ω⊙`)

  An Xiaoxiao short-circuited for a while, scratching the back of his head.

   "It seems to be so."

  Li Shixin knew that this time An Xiaoxiao was not stupid and unresponsive.

  But after a month of getting along, this girl and herself acted as a master and apprentice in the play, and used herself as a master on the set, and she became deeply involved in the play.

Helplessly patted An's small ball head, he waved his hand like a duck, "Okay, there is no night market tonight, you go home early for dinner. I am free now, and I will make you some good food in the evening. "

   "Hmm!"

   Obediently nodded, the sad emotions in his head were all occupied by sweet and sour fish, braised pork ribs, spiced beef, and ground Sanxian. An Xiaoxiao ran to Jiao Chendong to report.

   "Jiao Chao! It's not Jiao Director, good noon!"

  Li Shixin smiled helplessly as An Xiaoxiao from a distance shouted out the name of the dish.

  After wiping the big shape on the face with makeup remover, I said goodbye to the crew and went out of the set.

  After chatting with a group of old fans outside the set, and harvesting another wave of cheers on a small scale, Li Shixin proposed the big guys to have a meal together to celebrate the finale.

  But the old people saw that the oil makeup on his face hadn't been cleaned, and there was also a bad smell from costumes on his body, and they didn't follow him;

"Brother Shixin, go home, ah. I'm not young anymore! My bones are still sick, and I'm desperately living these days. Old Zhou is all trembling at the sight, I'm afraid you can't stand it. Go home and take a good wash, rest and rest. . When the weather gets warmer, let's get together again."

   "Yes, Brother Shixin, hurry up and go back to rest. Let's talk about it after you have a good physical training, and it will be long this winter!"

  Everyone knew that Li Shixin had been working hard during this period, and after rushing to persuade Li Shixin to get into a taxi, they also dispersed.

  Li Shixin did not insist.

  I have been busy these days, ending my own scenes, and all the exhaustion of my whole body has come up. The bones of more than sixty years old, after knocking a few peak bubble gums, have reached their limit.

  This is also a loss of age three times. If you just ran out of the hospital and did it like this, Li Shixin would dare to pack the ticket. I'm already violently killed on the set now.

  In the next few days, Li Shixin stayed in the house without leaving.

  In addition to cooking two meals for brother Zhang Shuo and An Xiaoxiao every day, the whole person recuperates like a hibernating old turtle.

  He didn't feel anything when he got up before, but after this time, he felt a little awkward in his heart. I’m alone at home every day, and I don’t want to play with the computer, and watching TV is boring.

During   , he called Wang Hai twice and asked about the new play. But the other side replied that the project is now in the start-up stage, the cast is selected, the crew is organized and then the boot is started, at least after the release of "Flying in the Wind".

  As soon as he heard that there was no acting in the short term, Li Shixin hurriedly filled the remaining 40,000 cheers in the system into the life options, leaving a full 120 days of balance.

   But with fate, the whole person lost his soul at once and didn't know what to do.

  In a trance, the loneliness of the lonely and empty-nest old man came up like a tide.

  This state until the sixth day after the completion.

  A cold current passed by, and then a heavy snowfall swept across Rongdian.

  After the heavy snow, the haze covering the city cleared, and the sky was clear and blue. When Father Sun came out, the temperature rose slightly.

   Woke up early in the morning and sent away brothers and sisters Zhang Shuo and An Xiaoxiao. Li Shixin opened the curtains of the living room and looked out, and his heart suddenly became bright.

  A rare great weather!

  Moved his bones, Li Shixin let out a long sigh of relief when he heard the muffled creak of old bones.

full HP resurrection!

  It's time, the waves are up!

  As an old man, what is indispensable?

Is    wealth?

Is    status?

Is    fame?

  Is the fans cheering?

  Yes, none of them are missing!

  Listening to the morning weather forecast on the TV that the temperature had risen, Li Shixin touched his stubble.

  The temperature has risen, and the old man has to work hard!

  Come out, my old fans!

  Immediately, Li Shixin took out the elderly phone, opened the WeChat group of fans connected by K song, winter health tips and Hexinling Chicken Soup, and sent a voice;

   "Do you have time today? Yesterday's pay has already been paid, and I'm going to be the host. We old guys, get up there?"

  One second passed.

  Ten seconds passed.

  Five minutes passed

  The crow outside the window flew naughty, WeChat group, it was cold.

  Nochow Wuqing!

  As perhaps the first star in the country to bubble up in the fan base, but encountered a cold group, Li Shixin was hit by 10,000 tons.

  Just when he wanted @All or send a red envelope to restore his idol dignity, Wu Ming sent a 6-second voice.

   "Brother Shixin, I'm afraid it won't work today. We can't get away from here."

  While Li Shixin was puzzled, Wu Ming immediately jumped out on the screen after a 10-second voice.

   "Old Sister Zhou suffered a heart attack at four o'clock yesterday afternoon, and she is gone. We are now in the funeral home to send Sister Zhou one last time."

  When he heard the news, Li Shixin was taken aback.

  Looking at the winter city under the bright sunshine outside the window, covered with white snow, and then looking at the WeChat group, the head of the big sister Zhou Chuanfang, who has always turned gray, gave him a thump in his heart.

  The thing that comes with the severe winter is what he worries the most-his old fans began to reduce their staff due to the difficult winter!

  Remembering that Wu Ming used the pyramid scheme to enter the support club in the square at the beginning, but then he was wearing a sweater outside the set every day and gave him a red scarf. Li Shixin pursed his lips.

   "Which funeral home?"

  　PS: _(:з」∠)_, stroke one foot, tactically lean back. With a thumping sound, I fell at the feet of the readers, and I couldn't help it without a recommendation ticket!

  　　

  (End of this chapter)