In the Mandarin Theatre.

Holding the mobile phone with the screen shattered, looking at the name that had been deliberately forgotten by himself, Yuan Cheng's whole body stiffened.

Looking at the face full of vicissitudes, but the eyes were still deep, the scene from decades ago rushed to his eyes like a river bursting the embankment!

"Yuan Cheng, I'm giving you a chance, don't be stubborn with me. What are Sun Zhongjing's usual words and deeds, isn't it clear that you, as an actor in the repertory troupe, work with him every day?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that we have ample evidence. The reason why you wrote this letter of assignment was to see how you performed. I hope that you will have a correct attitude and not affect your objective judgment because of the hypocrisy and hypocrisy shown by some people. ”

"I....... I don't know, I don't know, I can't write, I really can't write......"

"You don't write it, but everyone else does. This pile in my hand is the information that your brothers and sisters have explained. Everyone has already confessed, are you going to be a stinky hardcore, eat the scales and be determined to engage in confrontation and shield the bad guys?"

"They....... How can they be like this? How can they be like this......

"Yuan Cheng! Are you still obsessed?!"

“....... I write ......."

The memories that have been sealed for a long time seem to be an invisible sledgehammer, and they suddenly slapped on Yuan Cheng's face!

He will never forget the desperate and sad gaze of the man who once brought him into the industry before he was taken out of the theater.

"Leader?"

Feeling his strangeness, Xie Yongmei on the side immediately picked up the mobile phone.

The mobile phone just left his hand, but it was snatched back by Yuan Cheng!

He swiped the screen with a roar, but his finger was cut by the broken phone screen.

"Hey, what are you doing here, leader?"

Seeing that Yuan Cheng was completely different from her usual state, Xie Yongmei was a little apprehensive.

"Who posted this Weibo?"

Yuan Cheng raised his mobile phone, pointed to Weibo, which had been fixed on the screen because the inner screen was broken, and asked loudly.

This loud shout scared Xie Yongmei into a tremble.

"Leadership, yes....... It's a cartoon that makes cartoons. Didn't I recently be commissioned by CCTV to make a column for the comprehensive channel? As soon as this person joined the column group today, he pointed fingers at our team. Dean, I don't have anything, but I'm from a wild road, and I want to step on our Mandarin to get on the top, so I can't get angry and say a few words on the spot. I didn't expect this person to be so energetic! I made a fuss on Weibo......"

"What's your name?"

"Huh?"

"I said this person, what's his name, how old is he?"

"Called...... It's called Li Shixin, it looks like it's sixty or seventy, right?"

Smack.

Hearing Xie Yongmei's answer, the bloodstained mobile phone on the screen in Yuan Cheng's hand fell to the ground again.

With the fall of the mobile phone, Yuan Cheng's whole person also collapsed to the ground at once.

Looking at the gaffe that her leader had never had, Xie Yongmei was a little panicked.

"Dean, do you know this person?"

Faced with Xie Yongmei's question, Yuan Cheng held his heart tightly.

"Recognize. ”

"Who is this man?"

"Mr. Sun Zhongjing's best student. ”

"Sun Zhongjing?" Xie Yongmei frowned, "Dean, I haven't heard of it in the circle." Be...... Who?"

"The head of the Red Flag Repertory Theatre, my ...... It's mine...... My teacher. ”

Yuan Cheng's face turned red, he closed his eyes deeply, and repeated it a few times before finally speaking.

He didn't notice at all that Xie Yongmei's expression on the side had frozen.

(꒪﹃꒪)

Predecessor of Mandarin...... Red Flag Repertory Theatre...... The Commander's Disciple ...... Senior Brother Dean......

At this moment, Xie Yongmei only felt that the voice of the whole world had disappeared. All that's left is a string of narrations, constantly banging on their heads.

Such an old monster, not at home for a long time, what are you going to wander around?

Well?

What are you wandering around?!

Silently covering her face, Xie Yongmei squatted down.

......

In the courtyard of Zhao Jinzhi's house.

During this period of time, he was engaged in animation, and stayed with Zhu Peiqi and a group of young people every day, which made Li Shixin a little homely.

I haven't exercised for more than a week, and with such a toss from Rongdian to Beijing, the whole person has a feeling that I am going to fall apart. Although it was supported by a small batch of cheers, psychological burnout can only be adjusted through exercise.

After practicing a set of battle formation marksmanship with a mop pole, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Li Shixin's body.

Feeling that the dinner in his stomach was almost digested, Li Shixin put away the mop rod, took a deep breath, and after conditioning the slightly rough breathing, he sat next to Zhao Jinzhi and An Xiaoxiao with a large tea jar.

"Uh-hey...... Teacher, you are so good at marksmanship. ”

Looking at An Xiaoxiao, who was humming straight and rolling on the bench for a long time, Li Shixin raised his eyebrows.

This stinky girl, after the filming of the series, the whole person returned to the old state.

And I didn't watch it during the period of time when I went out to shoot the location, and the whole person was even more lazy than before.

Looking at this product, his stomach bulged slightly because he loaded the ribs, and he was idle to drive a rebel with the old man, Li Shixin snorted.

"Xiaoxiao, do you know how people with bad brains can become excellent?"

.. (｡ •ˇ‸ˇ•｡ )... "Drink six more walnuts?"

Drink your sister!

The corners of Li Shixin's mouth twitched slightly, and he shook his head: "If you have spare time, read more books!"

"I chased a lot of books at the beginning...... Na, it's like blowing up a big balloon in the new book "Global Monster Farming"...... An unknown "Elderly Superstar" that hit the street, especially the "Elderly Superstar" is particularly interesting, an old man relies on touching porcelain to break through the entertainment industry, teacher, you say it's funny...... Not?"

Halfway down, An closed his mouth in Li Shixin's murderous gaze.

"Your IQ is already very low, An Xiaoxiao, please don't look at these things that lower your IQ in the future. ”

Faced with Li Shixin's lesson, An Xiaoxiao pulled up her little face.

"The teacher....... What books help IQ?"

Gently taking a sip of the wolfberry water in the tea jar, Li Shixin snorted: "As far as you are concerned, raising your IQ is not a top priority. What you need is self-discipline. I recommend you check out Magnigal's Self-Control. Raise yourself, control your mouth, control your own heartlessness!"

Hearing Li Shixin's recommendation, An Xiaoxiao's face was full of disdain.

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"I thought it was some kind of treasure book, 'Self-Control!' I read it when I was fifteen. ”

Seeing An Xiaoxiao's look of "don't underestimate me", Li Shixin frowned, "Are you still so depraved after reading this book?"

"I didn't finish it. ”

(。 -`ω´-)

"My self-control is not enough to support me to finish reading this "Self-Control" ......"

Li Shixin covered his temples and opened his mobile phone.

After searching for "how to reasonably and legally eliminate the mentally handicapped humanely" on the Google page, he sighed, took out the script he had just written in the afternoon, and slapped it in front of An Xiaoxiao.

"From today onwards, give me a vegetarian diet and study the script. ”

Seeing that the master and apprentice clashed again, Zhao Jinzhi pursed her lips.

"Brother, didn't you say that you can't go to CCTV anymore? What are you doing studying scripts?"

Facing Zhao Jinzhi's ridicule, Li Shixin raised his eyebrows.

"I said I wouldn't record it, but what if CCTV begged me to participate in it with a dead face, or what Xie Yongmei came to apologize for giving me tea? ”

Looking at Li Shixin's serious bragging, Zhao Jinzhi rolled her eyes.

But at this time, Li Shixin's mobile phone on the stone table suddenly prompted loudly.

Suspiciously, he picked up the mobile phone and read the WeChat private message and @ that exploded on it, Li Shixin smiled faintly and threw the mobile phone to Zhao Jinzhi.

"Look, what am I talking about?"

Looking at the apology news that Xie Yongmei had just sent on the screen, and then seeing the tide of "666" from a group of melon-eating netizens, Zhao Jinzhi furrowed her brows.

Just sent a message to the deputy director, which played such a big role?

Looking at Li Shixin's back walking towards the house, Zhao Jinzhi tilted his head.

"Xiao Zhao. ”

Just when Zhao Jinzhi was confused, Li Shixin greeted him.

"What's the matter, old man?"

"You've been fine for the past two days, have you?"

"Hmm. ”

"I wanted to rub the heat before, and the script was written a little shorter, this time, there is no guarantee of the length of the 20-minute program, and the old man can't get on it! ”

Facing Li Shixin's expansion, Zhao Jinzhi's brows relaxed.

Old stinky fart.

She smiled and glanced at her lips.