Chapter 335: Is it scary?
The print advertisement in Jing'an Cemetery is actually very simple.
Li Shixin, dressed in a tunic suit, took a total of seven sets of photos, and in the end, in order to enhance recognition, the company decided to use only one that felt the best.
In the company, after watching the planning department process his endorsement photos and match them with advertising copy and slogans, everything was so perfect, Li Shixin said goodbye and left.
Lake Cloud Villas.
Li Shixin was not at home for a day, and Zhao Jinzhi and An Xiaoxiao obviously did not catch fire.
As soon as he entered the door, Li Shixin asked about a strong takeaway taste.
When I arrived at the house, sure enough, Zhao Jinzhi and An Xiaoxiao were gathered at the dining table, holding two fried noodles and frowning.
is used to eating Li Shixin's cooking, and the fast food outside can only be used for satiety.
"Teacher, teacher, your advertising plane is out?"
Hearing Li Shixin enter the door, An Xiaoxiao rushed to him.
Forced by Li Shixin, the little girl's film has started business today, and she picked up the live broadcast that has been abandoned for a long time. Looking at An Xiaoxiao, who had changed into a dance suit and resumed business, Li Shixin smiled and nodded.
"It's out. β
"Have you brought it back?
couldn't help An Xiao's entanglement, Li Shixin smiled slightly at Zhao Jinzhi, who also put down his chopsticks and walked over, Li Shixin took out his elderly machine, opened the photo album of the endorsement image specially sent to him by Jing'an Real Estate Planning and handed it over.
Poof!
Just the first time she saw the photo, An Xiaoxiao was stunned. Then he knelt on the ground, and a fog instantly appeared in his big eyes.
On the side, seeing the girl's performance, Zhao Jinzhi frowned and took the phone.
Take a look at it and brush your nose for a sour.
"Big brother...... This photo is sad to watch. β
"Woooooooooo......oo Teacher, I can't help but want to kowtow, what should I do?"
Seeing the second daughter's performance like this, Li Shixin raised his eyebrows, "What a spirit! I posted in the fan group, you two have had a problem with this aesthetic standard recently." β
On the side, Zhao Jinzhi glared at him angrily, don't look over.
And An Xiaoxiao trembled her lips, took out her mobile phone and took a photo, posted it to the fan WeChat group, and sent a text to the past.
"This is the latest photo of the teacher. β
Rong shop.
In the small theater.
With the weather coming back to spring, the old people can't stay at home, and the small theater is very lively.
In addition to Wu Ming, Liu Feng, and Zhang Yaozhong in the fan group, even Qiao Hong, Zhao Mingrong and Zhang Weiyu's wheelchair gangs are in place.
Li Shixin is not in Rongdian, and the performances in the small theater are basically the same as "Thunderstorm", "Siege" and "Teahouse". is all performed by Rongdian's group performances, and the acting skills and presence are no longer on the same level as Li Shixin, and old fans don't like to watch it.
At this time, the most climactic part of "Teahouse" is being staged, that is, Wang Lifa, Chang Siye, and Qin Zhongyi, the three old people, have experienced three dark eras, have seen through the corruption of the old social reality, and in desolation and despair, they withdraw paper money to "sacrifice themselves".
A group of people who want to experience their own hardships through the drama stage perform stage.
A group of old fans are also fighting the landlord under the stage, rubbing hemp, only a few boring old ladies who are really idle, chatting with melon seeds and chatting at homely things, and have a few looks.
"Hey! Xiaoxiao is talking in the fan group! and also posted the latest photos of Shixin!"
At this moment, Wu Ming, who was waiting for tea, suddenly held his mobile phone and shouted.
"Hey, Shixin said that he has received endorsements in the past two days, I'm afraid it's not the endorsement photos that come out, right?"
"Where, where?"
Hearing her shout, Mr. Liu Feng and Director Zhang, who were playing mahjong, hurriedly pushed the cards and took out their mobile phones.
Li Shixin sent the original photo, and the file was relatively large.
When the photo was loaded, a group of rejoicing old fans who wanted to witness the birth of a new milestone in Li Shixin's acting career were stunned.
At this time, the three street performers on the stage were crying, and with full emotions, they waved the paper money onto the stage.
A few pieces of paper money floated to the mahjong table of Liu Feng and others.
Seeing the few pieces of paper money that fell down, everyone ...... Can't hold it back!
"Wow, woo, woo, Shixin, Shixin!"
"Didn't you say endorsement, why did you take yourself away!"
"Wow,,,,,, where are the people? Don't rush to burn, we need to take a look!"
"Isn't it okay the first two days?"
At this time, the last scene of "Teahouse" was being staged, that is, Xiao Liu Mazi and Director Shen came to take over the teahouse and found that Wang Lifa's shopkeeper was dead.
"Xiao Liu Mazi", who had just come on stage, saw the audience crying, and immediately came to the spirit.
, I have such empathy today!
In front of the old fans in the audience, with full emotion, he tore his throat open; "Report to the director, he didn't hang himself or hang himself!"
"Wow !!!"
In the audience, when they heard this chanting, there was another howl.
On the mahjong table, in the mobile phone of Mr. Liu Feng, Li Shixin is facing the camera.
Dressed in a neat tunic suit, he stood with his hands in his hands.
On his face, there was a kind and peaceful smile......
Except that there is no black and white color matching, it is the same as the posthumous photo.
......
opened the WeChat video, and in front of a group of old fans, he pulled An Xiaoxiao's fat face several times, and Li Shixin was angry.
"During the high incidence of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases in spring and autumn, scare your grandparents, isn't this a trouble!"
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"Teacher, I was wrong. β
Seeing An Xiaoxiao's aggrieved appearance, Li Shixin's head was beating suddenly.
Sitting on the sofa, I once again explained to a group of old fans that I was the advertising endorsement for the cemetery, and a group of old fans turned from sadness to joy.
"Hey!
"Well, it's down-to-earth. β
"When you use it, you can bury it directly in the ground, can it not be grounded?"
"But Shixin, you didn't take this photo very well. Can you get that cemetery company to change it for you, how scary does this look like?"
"yes, my nose is sour when I hit the eyes. There was a trance in my ears, and I was happy, Shixin, this can't be done. Can anyone remember this advertisement?"
Seeing that a group of old fans in the group had a lot of opinions on their endorsement photos, Li Shixin almost laughed.
Can anyone remember?
It's like this, so that people can remember it!
And voila, you're right!
After giggling with a group of old fans for a while, Li Shixin turned off WeChat and opened Weibo.
Looking at yesterday's news, more than 10,000 layers of guesses about what he endorsed have been brushed, but none of them have guessed correctly, Li Shixin smiled and turned off his mobile phone.
After some tossing, it was too late.
He went straight back to his room on the bed, wrapped in a small quilt.
Meanwhile.
The first batch of print advertisements of Jing'an Real Estate in Rongzhou City has been launched.
......
In front of the Great Wall Hotel in Yeongju.
Surrounded by a group of friends, Wang Changhai walked out of the hotel door with vain steps.
"Changhai, that's it. Next time I come to Yeongju, I have to call!"
"I'm happy today, I've met so many new friends through Changhai, I'm happy! Changhai, otherwise don't go back, let's go and soak our feet together in a while?"
"No, no, no," Wang Changhai smiled and waved his hand, "Brother, brother, you said that it's okay for a man to drink outside, but he can't go home." β
"Tsk! Look at Changhai's enlightenment! That line Changhai, then you should be careful, don't drive if you drink, now drunk driving is catchy!". β
"It's okay! I'll tell you brother, although you are from the northeast of Brother Changhai's family, you are familiar with all aspects of Rongzhou. When I was young, I drank two catties of stuffy donkeys, and I drove from Changchun to Harabin, and there was nothing to do!
Waving his hand to everyone in a chic manner, Wang Changhai staggered to find his car.
Start the ignition in one go.
But when he was about to start in gear and raised his eyes to look at the road conditions ahead, he was scared!
"Onima!"
With a violent beating of his heart, Wang Changhai's whole body stiffened and looked at it carefully before exhaling.
I saw that on the traffic billboard at the intersection ahead, several workers were hanging a new billboard.
In the billboard, an old man in a Mao suit, with a kind and peaceful smile, looked at him.
"What kind of ad is this? It's like a horror movie?"
Shaking his hands, Wang Changhai nodded and put it in his mouth.
I looked at it and was stunned.
Next to the old man, who looked like a posthumous portrait, was a line of striking slogans in black on a white background;
Jing'an Cemetery in Rongzhou City reminds you: don't drink while driving, don't drive when you drink. The driver has a glass of wine, and a new grave is added to the cemetery.
ββJing'an Cemetery is on sale, as low as 28,000 per square meter!
After looking at the slogan in a daze for a long time, Wang Changhai trembled and picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number.
"Crooked?"