Senior Superstar

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

He changed out of the dirty beggar's clothes, and handed them back to the big man.

"Old man, what are you doing to me with this thing? I'm not going to go back and pick up junk. It's so shabby, I can just throw it away." Looking at his equipment from a month ago, the big man wrinkled his nose.

Seeing the disgusted look on this kid's face, Li Shixin couldn't help being happy.

OK, I know the shame.

Good.

"Then you throw it away and work hard here in Rongdian. I usually learn more by myself. My old man doesn't have much ability, so I can only help you here."

The big man blinked his eyes and grinned: "It's fine now, old man. I'll take care of it in the future. I won't go back to the garbage dump. Don't worry about me. Think about yourself. You've saved enough money." Cured you, O."

Seeing the big man who was different from before, Li Shixin chuckled and patted the guy on the shoulder.

"Teacher Li!"

Li Shixin had just put on his down jacket when he heard a loud cry behind him.

Turning around, it was An Xiaoxiao.

This girl didn't make an announcement this morning, and only in the afternoon was there a scene where she was bullied by her classmates at school. So it was noon, and I came from the hotel.

Seeing the mist in the girl's eyes, Li Shixin smiled, "What's wrong girl?"

"Woo!"

With a whimper, An Xiaoxiao got into Li Shixin's arms like a cannonball, and hugged Li Shixin's waist tightly: "They said you're done today!"

Patting the little head in his arms, Li Shixin smiled: "Yes, you have to act well in the next scene."

Hearing what Li Shixin said, An Xiaoxiao burst into tears.

┭┮﹏┭┮

"Teacher, I can't bear you."

ha?

Li Shixin looked at An Xiaoxiao, who was crying like a tearful person, and frowned, "Xiaoxiao, there is no banquet that lasts forever. Besides, although my play is finished, I have to go back to the crew after I serve as a prop director And besides."

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

"You have been staying at our house for more than a week, eating, drinking and rubbing on your sister Ying's bed every day. The old man can see you seven times a week when he gets up in the morning. You are crying!"

The air was suddenly quiet.

(‘⊙ω⊙`)

An Xiaoxiao short-circuited for a while and scratched the back of her head.

"It seems to be so."

Li Shixin knew that this time An Xiaoxiao wasn't stupid and didn't realize it.

But after getting along for a month, this girl played master and apprentice with me in the play, and she also regarded herself as a master on the set, and she became deeply involved in the play.

He patted An Xiaoxiao's head helplessly, and he waved his hand like a duck, "Okay, there is no night show tonight, you go home early for dinner. I'm free now, and I'll cook something delicious for you tonight. "

"Uh-huh!"

Nodding obediently, An Xiaoxiao, whose mind was full of sadness was occupied by sweet and sour fish, braised pork ribs, spiced beef, and ground delicacies, ran to Jiao Chendong to report.

"Jiao Chao! It's not Jiao Dao's good lunch!"

Li Shixin smiled helplessly when he heard An Xiaoxiao yelling the name of the dish in the distance.

After wiping off the big spots on his face with makeup remover, he said goodbye to the crew and left the set.

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

But the old people saw that the oily makeup on his face hadn't been washed off, and his body smelled of the bad smell left by the costume, so they didn't follow him;

"Brother Shixin, let's go home, ah. You're not young anymore! Your body is still sick, and you've been working so hard these days. Our old Zhou's liver trembles when I see it, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it. Go home and wash up, rest and rest Let's get together again when the weather is warmer."

"That's right, brother Shixin, go back and rest quickly. Let's talk about the physical training, this winter will last!"

Everyone knew that Li Shixin had been working hard during this time, and they all dispersed after persuading Li Shixin to get into a taxi.

Li Shixin didn't insist.

After being busy for the past few days, I ended my role, and my whole body was exhausted. The bones of a body in his sixties have also reached their limit after knocking a few peak bubble gums.

This is also thanks to the age reduction three times. If Li Shixin had fought like this when he just ran out of the hospital, Li Shixin would dare to guarantee it. I have already died on the set by now.

For the next few days, Li Shixin stayed at home and didn't come out.

Apart from making two meals for Zhang Shuo and An Xiaoxiao every day, the whole person is resting and recuperating like a hibernating old turtle.

He didn't feel anything when he was surfing before, but now that he is free, he feels a little awkward in his heart. Every day during the day, I am alone at home, I don’t want to play on the computer, and watching TV is not interesting.

During the period, he made two phone calls to Wang Hai to ask about the new play. The other side replied that the project is currently in the start-up stage, the casting, the crew is assembled, and then the start of the film, at least after "Flying in the Wind" is released.

As soon as he heard that there would be no performances in the short term, Li Shixin quickly charged all the remaining 40,000 applause points in the system into the life option, leaving a balance of 120 days.

But with his life, he lost his soul all of a sudden 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 lasted until the sixth day after finishing.

A cold snap passed by, and then a heavy snow swept through Rongdian.

After the heavy snowfall, the haze covering the city dissipated, and the sky was clear and blue. As soon as Father Sun came out, the temperature rose slightly.

After waking up early in the morning and seeing off Zhang Shuo's siblings and An Xiaoxiao, Li Shixin opened the curtains of the living room and looked outside, his heart suddenly brightened.

Rare good weather!

After moving his body, listening to the muffled creaking of old bones, Li Shixin let out a long sigh of relief.

full HP resurrection!

It's time to wave!

As an old man, what is indispensable?

Is it wealth?

Is it status?

Is it fame?

Is it the applause of the fans?

That's right, you can't miss one!

Li Shixin stroked his stubble while listening to the morning weather forecast on the TV saying that the temperature was rising.

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 fan WeChat group connected by K song, winter health tips and chicken soup for the soul, and sent a voice;

"Do you guys have time today? The salary has already been paid yesterday. I am the host. We old guys, get up?"

A second passed.

Ten seconds passed.

five minutes passed

The crows outside the window were flying around mischievously, it was cold.

The nest is black and blue!

As possibly the first celebrity in the country who bubbled up in the fan base but was left out of the crowd, Li Shixin received tons of blows.

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

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

When Li Shixin was puzzled, Wu Ming jumped out on the screen with a 10-second voice.

"Old Sister Zhou had a heart attack at around 4:00 p.m. yesterday, and she is gone. We are all at the funeral home now to send Sister Zhou to her last journey."

Upon hearing the news, Li Shixin was taken aback.

Looking at the snow-covered Winter City under the bright sunshine outside the window, and then looking at the portrait of Sister Zhou Chuanfang that has always turned gray in the WeChat group, he felt a thump in his heart.

What came with the harsh winter was what he was most worried about—his old fans began to downsizing because of the hard winter!

Li Shixin pursed his lips when he thought of the old sister Zhou who was recruited by Wu Ming in the square with the MLM routine and then wore a sweater outside the set every day and gave her a red scarf.

"Which funeral home?"

PS: _(:з」∠)_, swipe your foot, and lean back tactically. With a thud, he fell at the feet of all the readers, and couldn't get up without a recommendation ticket!