Senior Superstar

Walking stick x1!

Spittoon X1!

Walking stick x2!

Dentures X1!

Dentures, dentures, dentures, dentures, battle marksmanship instruction, dentures.

Walking stick X12!

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Seeing that all the applause points were put in, and Twenty-Fourth Company pulled out a lot of garbage, Li Shixin rubbed his old eyes and swollen temples that were dazzled by a piece of dentures and walking sticks.

Why can't I control this hand!

Why can't I control this hand!

More than 50,000 cheers, more than 50 days of life!

Just give me this?

Rubbish lottery, ruin my old age.

goodbye!

Angrily closing the lottery interface, Li Shixin returned to the set with a gloomy face.

Taking advantage of not going out to play yesterday afternoon, Li Shixin gave An Xiaoxiao extra lessons at home, and rehearsed several scenes for today. Xiao Nizi has gained confidence and is in good condition. Coupled with Li Shixin's stability as always, the whole morning's play has been a one-off.

The two of them had a great time acting, but the crew was exhausted.

Jiao Chendong specially gave him half an hour to rest after lunch.

When Li Shixin returned to the set, the crew and extras were gathering together, playing with their mobile phones and smoking in twos and threes.

"Ms. Li, someone is here to visit the class!"

At this moment, a greeting came from the entrance of the gymnasium. As soon as Li Shixin raised his eyes, he saw Mrs. Wu Ming standing outside the set with all the members of the support club smiling and waving to him.

"Brother Shixin!"

The crew of "Flying in the Wind" doesn't have any big stars, and this is the first time fans have visited the set since it started. Seeing the darkness at the door, An Xiaoxiao and the extras were very angry.

"Don't let you come, don't let you come, what's the trouble for everyone at such an old age?"

Seeing his fans, Li Shixin's bad mood of being taught by the lottery to be a man improved a lot, and he walked over with his hands behind his back.

"Hey! Brother Shixin, you don't know yet. It's winter, and we old guys have suffered. The weather was bad two days ago, and everyone at home felt like jumping off the building. This No, we saw your son acting like a monster on the news yesterday, everyone must come over and cheer you up!"

An old fan immediately replied.

"Yeah, brother Shixin, are you okay, can you hold on?" To Li Shixin's surprise, Liu Feng, an 84-year-old Daling fan, was also in the crowd.

Seeing the old man trembling and being supported by his grandson, Li Shixin quickly put the lunch box aside and held the old man's arm.

"Don't worry, bro, I've survived life and death, what's the point of this?"

"Okay!" He patted Li Shixin's shoulder twice with his palm like a dead branch, and Liu Feng nodded in satisfaction, "Good job. My old man only cares about your spirit! Zhi Leng!"

Don't hesitate.

Seeing that the old man was trembling and looking like he could fall if the wind blows, Li Shixin quickly asked An Xiaoxiao to move a ponytail, and helped the old man to sit down at the entrance of the studio.

In the city, 300 days a year, you can walk the streets and see filmmakers. The old men and women in Rongdian are no strangers to the set, but they all greet Li Shixin with care.

In addition to the old lady Wu Ming who made a box full of boneless pork ribs and exquisite side dishes, the other old ladies also presented treasures one after another, handing over small gifts such as knee pads, baby warmers, quick-heating pots, and scarves woven by themselves. .

Holding the chopsticks, Li Shixin couldn't laugh or cry looking at these small objects, so he had to let the old people put the things at the entrance of the studio.

A mountain of presents once again made the eyes of the extras on the set redden.

Where the fuck are fans!

It's like kissing parents and mothers!

Looking at the thin military coat on his body and the cold lunch box in his hands, the group performers looked away with distorted faces envious of the separation of the walls.

Amitabha.

The five aggregates are all empty.

Ha ha ha ha ha,

Fake.

What love lunch, what warm baby, knitted scarf. What fans. All fake.

They don't exist, don't exist, don't exist.

After a beautiful lunch, Jiao Chendong greeted him and started work.

The scene in the afternoon was temporarily added by Jiao Chendong and the screenwriter. It was about Qiao Hong and his teammates secretly listening to "Sweet Honey" in the dormitory, and then the tape was confiscated by the stern Coach Liu.

There was no script, and the two leading actors, Li Shixin and An Xiaoxiao, and the small group of actors were called together before the start of the film, and they gave an emotional explanation.

The old lady Wu Ming and the others did not leave.

They watch a lot of other people's acting, but their idols are acting. As an iron fan, where can I miss it?

Seeing Li Shixin holding the script, he and An Xiaoxiao were serious about their lines.

The old lady Wu Ming couldn't help but blurred her eyes.

Spirit!

"Oh?! Qiao Hong, is it Qiao Hong?!"

While Wu Ming was in a trance, he heard a group of old sisters shouting.

Turning around, I saw an old man with a kind face and a well-proportioned body even if he was sitting in a wheelchair and wearing thick down feathers. He was pushed towards him by a young man.

"Oh! It's really Qiao Hong!"

As they got closer, a group of old people finally confirmed that they did not recognize the wrong person—it is impossible to recognize the wrong person. As the princess of the gymnastics team, Qiao Hong was a smash hit after winning the Olympic gold in the 1980s.

At that time, there were also stars, but compared with those sports stars who won glory for the country on the women's volleyball gymnastics and table tennis team, they were not as popular.

Many people present had posters of Qiao Hong posted on the walls of their dormitories when they were young. For countless nights, they dreamed of standing in the Olympic Games in gym suits to receive the attention of all eyes.

Seeing the idol of youth at this time, a group of old people boiled over!

"After so many years, I finally saw a real person! Sister Qiao Hong, I still remember that year when you played in the Asian Games with an injury, your feet were wrapped in bandages and you gritted your teeth to complete the moves and won the gold medal with high scores. Whoops How many years has it been since this flash?"

"Yeah, the year Qiao Hong won the Olympic champion, I was working in the factory and couldn't watch the TV. The dead ghost of our family was working in the video room at the time. Knowing that I like Qiao Hong, she specially recorded a video for me. I was moved, hey, I said What's the matter, my dead ghost has been gone for seven years."

"Sister Qiao Hong, please sign me!"

Surrounded by the crowd, Qiao Hong heard them talking about their admiration when she was young, and asked curiously with emotion in her eyes: "Everyone, what is this?"

"Oh, we are all fans of Li Shixin! We came to visit the class!"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Hong smiled, "I also made a special trip to watch Teacher Li act."

"oops?"

Wu Ming was stunned for a moment. He heard that his idol in his youth was also a fan of Li Shixin. He rolled his eyes, took out his mobile phone, and opened the fan WeChat group.

"Oh? Sister Qiao Hong, since you also like to watch Shixin act, why don't you join a fan group."

"Oh?" Qiao Hong looked at the WeChat group called "Li Shixin Fan Support Club" and smiled: "Okay."

Seeing Qiao Hong take out her mobile phone and join the big family of the support club, Wu Mingqiang resisted the excitement in his heart.

My old lady is really a qualified fan club president!

If news is released tomorrow that Qiao Hong has also joined the club and become a fan of Shixin, then all the old people in the city will join the club like crazy?

Thinking of the support club's heavyweight fans +1, Wu Ming couldn't help giving himself a thumbs up.

At this moment, the official shooting began in the studio.

A group of old people fell silent, watching Li Shixin enter the camera carefully.

Seeing the familiar scene, Qiao Hong was taken aback for a moment. Along with the meeting, she smiled and said to the old people around her: "The acting was great. I remember that Coach Liu was like that at that time. It looks scary."

Hearing that the idol was recognized by the author of the original work, Wu Ming burst into a smile: "Yes, Shixin is very good!"

Qiao Hong smiled slightly, nodded and said, "Mr. Li is a very good actor. Watching his performance, I remembered many things from the past."

Before she finished speaking, the key BGM "Sweet Honey" sounded from the prop recorder in the studio;

When~block~down high spirited~~~

Sweet honey, you smile sweetly~~~

Like flowers blooming in the spring breeze~~~

"Um,"

As the classic music sounded, Qiao Hong was taken aback.

Immediately, her eyes blurred, and patches of blush appeared on her cheeks.

Looking at Qiao Hong, who was like a little girl, holding his hands in the palm of his hand, staring at his brother Shixin, and almost jumping out of the red heart, Wu Ming stared wide-eyed.

etc!

What's with this expression! ?

This obviously has, question, question!

"Ahem!"

Coughing heavily, Wu Ming patted Qiao Hong's shoulder.

"Ah," Qiao Hong suddenly recovered, "Old sister, what's the matter?"

"I said, sister Qiao Hong, you can't be." Looking at the old sisters around, Wu Ming lowered his voice: "Isn't it because of our family history letter?"

"Old sister was joking," Qiao Hong looked at Wu Ming's jealous face, smiled and shook her head, "I won't remember what happened today, so how can I think about those things? I just admire Teacher Li , I think his acting can especially impress me. Old sister, don't worry too much."

"Oh," Wu Ming let go of his hanging heart.

Simply appreciate,

so far so good.

After all, Wuli Shixin is so good, right?

Oh heh heh heh.

"An Xiaoxiao, your emotions are not in place. Just come again with this one. Ike God! Music, play!"

At this time, Jiao Chendong roared on the set.

When~block~down high spirited~~~

Sweet honey, you smile sweetly~~~

As the music sounded again, Qiao Hong was taken aback again.

The peace on her face disappeared in an instant, her eyes were blurred again, and she held her heart with her hands. The shyness and shyness on her face made her return to her sixteen-year-old state.

"Coach, I, I like you!"

ha! ! ! !

Watching Qiao Hong transform from a fifty-six-year-old man into a sixteen-year-old girl in an instant, staring at Li Shixin on the set with hot, melting eyes, Wu Ming opened his mouth.

The girly heart of my old lady has been drawn out by you, and you still say it's okay! ?

If this is pure admiration, how about my old lady doing a headstand?

"Alas!"

Wu Ming quickly patted Qiao Hong's shoulder again, "Sister Qiao Hong, you"

The memory was interrupted, Qiao Hong frowned slightly.

"Hello, you are?"

ha! ! !

"Sister Qiao Hong, I'm Wu Ming! Sister, why did you tell me just now? How...how did you lie?"

"Lying?" Qiao Hong tilted her head. "What did I say? Do we know each other?"

Looking at Qiao Hong's innocent and dazed eyes, Wu Ming felt that he had done something wrong by pulling this gymnast princess who might have a mental problem into the group.

That's not heavyweight fans at all +1

This is ushering in wolves, you bastard!

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