Chapter Eighty-Eight: Winter is coming, the number of fans is -1!
After working hard with the crew one by one, Li Shixin returned to the dressing room.
I changed out of the dirty beggar suit and returned it to the big man.
"Old man, what are you going to do with this thing for me, I'm not going to go back and pick up the rags, it's a lot of stumbling, and it's worth throwing it away. Looking at his outfit from a month ago, the big man wrinkled his nose.
Looking at this kid's disgusted look, Li Shixin couldn't help but be happy.
Okay, I know it's shameful.
Very good.
"Then you just throw it away, and work hard in Rongdian. Usually learn more things by yourself, my old man doesn't have much ability, so I can only help you get here. â
The big man blinked and grinned: "It's good old man now, 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, save enough money to cure your illness, Oh. â
Looking at the big man who was different from before, Li Shixin smiled and patted the shoulder of the goods.
"Teacher Li!"
Li Shixin had just put on his down jacket when he heard a loud shout behind him.
When I turned around, it was An Xiaoxiao.
This girl didn't announce this morning, and there was a scene in the afternoon where she was bullied by her classmates at school. So it was noon, so I came from the hotel.
Seeing that this girl's eyes were full of mist, Li Shixin smiled, "What's wrong girl?"
"Whew!"
With a whimper, An Xiaoxiao's whole person got into Li Shixin's arms like a cannonball, and hugged Li Shixin's old waist tightly: "They said you finished today!"
patted the little head in his arms, Li Shixin smiled: "Yes, you have to perform the scene yourself in the future." â
Hearing Li Shixin say this, An Xiaoxiao's tears flowed out of her eyes.
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"Teacher, I can't bear you. â
Ha?
Li Shixin looked at An Xiaoxiao, who was crying like a tearful person, and frowned, "Xiaoxiao, there is no banquet in the world that will not be dispersed." Again...... Although my play is finished, I have to return to the crew after I am the props director. Besides......"
Li Shixin pinched An Xiaoxiao's face and pulled the goods out of his arms.
"You have been in our house for more than a week, eating and drinking every day and rubbing your sister Ying's bed, the old man can see you seven times a week when he gets up in the morning, you cry a fart!"
The air was suddenly quiet.
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An Xiaoxiao short-circuited for a while and scratched the back of her head.
"That seems to be the case. â
Li Shixin knew that this time An Xiaoxiao was not stupid and didn't react.
But after a month of getting along, this girl played a master and apprentice with herself in the play, and she also took herself as a master on the set, and she entered the play deeply.
Helplessly patted An Xiaozi's head, he waved his hand like a duck, "Okay, there is no night tonight, you go home early for dinner." I'm free now, and I'll make you something to eat at night. â
"Uh-huh!"
nodded obediently, and the sadness in his head was occupied by sweet and sour fish, braised pork ribs, spiced beef, and Di Sanxian An Xiaoxiao, ran to Jiao Chendong to report with a smoke.
"Scorched! No... Good afternoon, Jiao Dao!"
Listening to An Xiaoxiao in the distance loudly announcing the name of the dish, Li Shixin smiled helplessly.
After wiping off the large shape on his face with makeup remover, he said goodbye to the crew one by one and left the set.
......
chatted with a group of old fans outside the set for a while, and after harvesting 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 oil on his face had not been washed off, and there was a rancid smell left by the costume on his body, so they didn't follow him;
"Brother Shixin, go home, ah. I'm not young anymore! I'm still sick with my body and bones, and I'm working hard these days, and our old Zhou looks at it with tremors, for fear that you won't be able to stand it. Go home and wash up and rest. When the weather gets warmer, we'll get back together. â
"That's right, Brother Shixin, hurry up and go back and rest. After the body is cultivated, it will grow this winter!"
Everyone knew that Li Shixin had worked hard during this time, and after persuading Li Shixin to get into a taxi, they also dispersed.
Li Shixin didn't insist on it.
In the past few days, I have been busy, and I have ended my role, and the exhaustion of my whole body has also come up. The body bones of the sixty-year-old have also reached the limit after knocking a few peak bubble gums in a row.
This is also a loss of age three times, if he just ran out of the hospital and fought like this, Li Shixin dared to pack the ticket. He has already died on the set by now.
For the next few days, Li Shixin stayed at home and didn't go out.
In addition to cooking two meals for Zhang Shuo's brothers and sisters and An Xiaoxiao every day, the whole person recuperates like a hibernating old turtle.
I didn't feel anything about the waves before, but after this leisure, he felt a little awkward in his heart. Every day during the day, I am alone at home, I don't want to play with the computer, and it is not interesting to watch TV.
During this period, he called Wang Hai twice to ask about the new play. But it replied that now the project is in the launch stage, casting, the crew is tidy and then the film is started, at least after the release of "Flying in the Wind".
As soon as he heard that there would be no drama in the short term, Li Shixin hurriedly filled all the remaining more than 40,000 cheers in the system into the life option, leaving a full 120-day balance.
But with his fate, the whole person suddenly lost his soul and didn't know what to do.
In a trance, the loneliness of the lonely and empty nesters came up like a tide.
This state lasted until the sixth day after the completion of the work.
A cold snap passed, and then a goose feather snow swept through Rongdian.
After the heavy snowfall, the haze that hangs over the city lifts, and the sky is clear and blue. As soon as the sun came out, the temperature rose slightly.
got up early in the morning and saw off Zhang Shuo's brothers and sisters and An Xiaoxiao, Li Shixin opened the curtain of the living room and looked out, and his mind suddenly opened up.
Rare great weather!
After moving his body and listening to the muffled creaking sound of an old bone, Li Shinobunaga breathed a sigh of relief.
Resurrection at full health!
It's time for the waves to rise!
As an old man, what can't you lack?
Is it wealth?
Is it status?
Is it fame?
Is it the cheers of the fans?
That's right, not a single one!
Listening to the news of the morning weather forecast on the TV that the temperature was rising, Li Shixin touched his stubble.
The temperature is rising, and the old man has to give it up!
Come out, my old fans!
Immediately, Li Shixin took out the elderly machine, opened the WeChat group of fans who were connected by K songs, winter health tips and chicken soup for the soul, and sent a voice;
"Do you have time today? Yesterday's salary has been called, I'm the east, let's get up, let's get up?"
A second passed.
Ten seconds passed.
Five minutes passed......
The crows outside the window flew around mischievously, and the WeChat group was cold.
Nest nest black green!
As the first star in the country to bubble in the fan base, but encountered a cold group, Li Shixin was hit by 10,000 tons.
Just when he wanted to @ all or send a red envelope to save his idol dignity, Wu Ming sent a 6-second voice.
"Brother Shixin, I'm afraid it won't work today, we can't leave here. â
Just when Li Shixin was puzzled, Wu Ming immediately followed a 10-second voice that jumped out on the screen.
"Sister Lao Zhou had a heart attack at four o'clock yesterday afternoon, and it is gone. We...... Now it's all in the funeral home... Send Sister Zhou on her last journey. â
Hearing the news, Li Shixin was stunned.
Looking at the snow-covered Winter City under the bright sun outside the window, and then looking at the WeChat group, the avatar of Zhou Chuanfang's eldest sister Zhou, which has always turned gray, sighed in his heart.
With the harsh winter came, what he was most worried about - his old fans began to lose staff because of the difficult winter!
Thinking of the old sister Zhou who was used by Wu Ming to enter the support club with a pyramid scheme routine in the square, but later wore a sweater outside the set every day and gave herself a red scarf, Li Shixin pursed his lips.
"At which funeral home?"