Behind the curtain, looking at Jin Wenqi singing in the audience, Li Shixin and An Xiaoxiao, the old and the young, were confused.

"Teacher Li, you're done. ”

An Xiaoxiao's cerebral circuit ran for a long time, and suddenly came to this sentence: "The owner of the family is coming to the door! Quick, I'm in the front, you run through the back door!"

Pushing An Xiaoxiao's little head in front of the curtain away, Li Shixin sighed: "Small." ”

"Huh?"

"Do you know how to look like a person is particularly smart?"

!!(○・'Д ́・): "Can this thing be smart?"

"Yes. ”

ლ(́◉◞౪◟◉‵ლ): "Teacher, teacher, teach me quickly!"

Looking at An Xiaoxiao's thirst for knowledge, Li Shixin smiled slightly: "Close your mouth and smile faintly." ”

(⺣◡⺣): ♡ "Is that a smile?"

The focus is on the first sentence. ”

"Oh!"

（○･｀༝´･○）

looked at An Xiaoxiao, who had suddenly become a lot smarter because he didn't speak, Li Shixin observed the reaction of the audience again, and then gently closed the curtain.

Thinking about it, he didn't understand why Jin Wenqi suddenly arrived at the scene, so he simply took An Xiaoxiao back to the backstage.

The play "Only You" was staged at the Cultural Square, although it was Zhang Yaozhong running, but after all, it was the decision of the Cultural Affairs Bureau. According to the normal stage process, after the performance, there will be speeches by some leaders of the Cultural Affairs Bureau on strengthening the construction of spiritual civilization.

Jin Qiwen's unexpected arrival disrupted the original curtain call rhythm.

But after all, it is in Rongdian, and celebrities are not a rare species, although the host is excited, he has not forgotten the big head. It's just that after Jin Wenqi sang a song, she was invited to take a photo with the leader on stage.

After dealing with it, Jin Wenqi asked Li Shixin where he was, and went straight to the backstage with a few people from Huaqi Company.

Offstage.

Although there are famous singers on stage, the audience at this moment is still silent in the emotions brought to them by the drama.

In the first row, the leaders of the Cultural Affairs Bureau had already gathered around Zhang Yaozhong at this time.

"Mr. Zhang! Thank you for running around these days and bringing this play to this stage. This is a very meaningful attempt for our Cultural Square Drama Theatre. Unearthing the excellent folk drama works and incubating them not only completes these excellent works and teams, but also improves the content of our cultural square!

Director Song was already crying profusely at this time, holding Zhang Yaozhong's hand and shaking vigorously.

Several other leaders and retired veteran cadres naturally blew sincere rainbow farts around Zhang Yaozhong.

Looking at a group of old subordinates, the new leader re-surrounded him, Zhang Yaozhong's waist couldn't help but straighten up eight degrees. The whole person leaned back in a tactical posture, and the swelling on his face was about to be unable to hide, but his mouth was full of modesty.

"Where and where, if you want to say that these excellent works and teams are fulfilled, it is still our current cultural system that is open-minded, and Zhao Ju has done a good job after taking office. I'm here, that is, in my old age, I will exert my residual heat. The responsibility of consolidating the spiritual civilization position of our Rongcheng has to be your current team!"

"And if you want to thank you, you have to thank the performer and creator of this play, Mr. Li! Today's play is really ...... It was even bigger than the surprise I had at the premiere! I'll tell you more about it later!"

A bit of political correctness, not taking a trace of credit from himself, completely removing himself from the incident, as if he had done nothing, but it made it impossible to ignore his high speech, and once again let a group of young people around him know what level is.

Even the new big leader, Zhao Fanshan, couldn't help but step forward and hold Zhang Yaozhong's hand tightly, "The old leader is modest, just with your pattern, I have to study hard!"

......

In the second row, a group of Li Shixin's old fans have cried into peaches.

Old man Liu Feng was in tears, and his voice trembled when he was supported by his grandson: "Shixin, this is not good, it is always so neat, these tears are flowing one by one, and I am not blind with cataracts?"

Hearing this, Wu Ming rolled his eyes: "Then don't come tomorrow." ”

When the old man heard this, he was so angry that he waved the fan commemorative version of the crutch in his hand: "If I don't come, I can make it! If Shixin is counting on me, I may be blind enough to reach eighty-five, but if there is no Shixin to count on it, I'm afraid I won't be able to pass eighty-four! If I don't see Shixin acting, I ....... Grandson, what's the tune of your song?"

"Which one?"

"Don't be awkward about that song!"

"Oh, I'm going to~ what's the use of this iron rod......"

"Yes, I can't see Shixin, I want to ~ what is the use of this old eye......"

Next to him, Qiao Hong was holding an apple in his hand, rubbing his nose with his sleeve, and said with red eyes: "Although it is the first time I have watched it, this play always feels familiar." ”

On the side, Mrs. Zhang Mingrong grinned: "Sister Qiao Hong, we just watched it together a few days ago, why did you forget it?"

Qiao Hong: "Are you ...... Do we know each other?"

Wu Ming: "Hey, Sister Qiao Hong, didn't you just say hello before the opening, saying that you can't forget it tonight?

Zhang Mingrong: "I am in the middle and middle stages of Alzheimer's disease, and she is in the middle and late stages. I'm definitely better than her! Aren't you talking nonsense? By the way, you... Who?"

Wu Ming: "....... Let's talk about Shixin."

Qiao Hong, Zhang Mingrong: "Shixin acted really well today!"

(✪ω✪)，(✪ω✪)、

Looking at the two old ladies whose expressions gradually assimilated, Wu Ming smacked his lips.

Come on, just have this consensus.

Behind a group of old fans.

A group of bear children who were forcibly pulled by Chen Boshi by despicable means were already crying.

Su Sansan hugged her father's neck tightly at this time, crying wow: "Dad! Dad, I don't want to get married, I want to stay by your side for the rest of my life!"

Dad Su gasped for breath, and his face was already full of tears. Tonight, he was supposed to have a drinking party. But he couldn't stand his daughter's dozens of phone entanglements, so he drove back from Tiancheng to accompany his daughter to watch the drama.

Until the opening, Su's father was still unhappy - tonight's drinking game is related to whether the company's project of hundreds of thousands of yuan can be landed.

Now, after watching the whole drama, Su's father turned off his mobile phone directly.

He decided that even if the company was yellow tonight, he would never answer the phone!

hugged Su Sansan tightly in his arms, "Girl." I'm sorry, Dad just complained that you were willful and ignorant. I didn't expect you to be so well-intentioned! In this way, you express your love for your father in your heart. Three, Dad will come home every night from now on to accompany you and your mother!"

Chen Boshi on the side wiped the tears on her face and glanced at Mr. Su.

(﹁“﹁))))

God has good intentions.

Sure enough, excessive brain supplementation is a genetic disease.

On the other side, Chen Yiyi was already crying like a twisted flower, lying on Chen's father's shoulder: "Dad! I, Chen Yiyi, swear to God, if you have Alzheimer's, I will definitely not beat you, scold you, and show you a stinky face.......! I promise to take care of you happily in your old age, and leave with a smile when you leave!"

Father Chen's face twitched, and after thinking for a long time, he removed the tongs that had been placed on his daughter's thigh and were ready to be scared to death. turned to hug the daughter in his arms tightly, and said with a crying voice: "There are many people now, go home and clean you up." ”

Chen's mother on the side watched her daughter's little padded jacket stick to her husband, and couldn't help but taste it. Said sourly: "Old Chen, let's ...... While you're still old, ask for a few more. Didn't you always want a son?"

Listening to Chen Yiyi's mother's mending knife, thinking of Chen Yiyi's situation when she went home, Chen Boshi shook her head and sighed.

(ー△ー；)

It is determined that low emotional intelligence is also a genetic disease.

On the side, a man in his forties held glasses in his hand, looking at a group of children crying around him, and his face was relieved.

Seeing the children who were all accompanied by their parents, Chen Boshi was alone, and couldn't help but come forward: "Child, you came by yourself?"

confirmed that his eyes were strangers he didn't know, and Chen Boshi pouted: "No." Accompanied my grandmother. ”

"What about your grandmother?"

"Well, she was playing with her old buddies before, so she didn't have time to pay attention to me. ”

"Oh...... Good boy. Kid, you're classmates, aren't you?"

"Yes. ”

"Which school?"

Faced with this question, Chen Boshi frowned, did not answer, but looked at the middle-aged uncle again. He pointed to the southeast of the drama hall.

\(;¬_¬): "Uncle, before you continue to inquire about the personal information of this fairy, I want to remind you. If you're a trafficker, the nearest police station is only three minutes away. If you have bad intentions and look at the cuteness of this fairy under the age of sixteen, you know that it starts in three years, right?"

What kind of kid is this!?

Security consciousness is so strong!

(.; ゚:益:゚;.)

Looking at Chen Boshi's vigilant little eyes, the middle-aged man hurriedly waved his hand and explained: "Don't misunderstand the child, I am the vice principal of the third middle school, Lu Jianming." Well, here's my business card. ”

After getting the business card and reading it carefully, Chen Boshi breathed a sigh of relief, got up and bowed: "Hello Principal Lu! We are in the second and third classes of the first middle school, and I am the class leader Chen Boshi." ”

"Chen Boshi?"

After thinking about this name for a long time, Lu Jianming remembered it!

"Oh! You're the first student in the city's Olympiad and Chinese composition contests last year, right? I've heard of it! Fortunately, kid! You came to watch the drama today, and it was spontaneous?"

"It can't be said to be spontaneous, our No. 1 Middle School has always attached great importance to the cultivation of students' spiritual civilization. Similar to this kind of extracurricular humanistic and cultural absorption, we have always been doing it spontaneously under the guidance of the school. What's the matter? None of you have one?"

"Forehead ......"

Faced with Chen Boshi's questioning that the child touched the soul, Principal Lu blushed.

Sad!

Look at the kids from other schools!

It's just that the academic performance is against the sky, and even these corners and corners are so good!

Look at the children in your own school......

Alas, don't say it!

Angry and hateful!

Principal Lu, who had already made up his mind to kill, twisted his face and laughed dryly: "This, this is actually the three of us are also doing it." But after today's drama, seeing the emotions established between the students in your class and their parents through this bridge, I think that the No. 3 Middle School will step up in the area of filial piety and moral education in the future!"

Secretly gritting his back molars, Principal Lu was already studying in his heart the grand plan of fifty articles for the next semester.

And what is there to wash mom's feet, rub dad's back, scratch grandma's itch, and cut grandpa's toe covers......

＼＼\(`д´)و//／／

Give him everything he can do!

"Oh. Chen Boshi nodded, raising her eyebrows: "Then you can learn from our principal." ”

"There must be a chance. ”

Looking at Principal Lu's embarrassed face, Chen Boshi smiled and shook her double ponytails slightly.

(•̀ω•́)✧

"I'm going to have a good chance today! I'm calling our principal right now and asking him to come over. I'll have a treat, and we'll have a milk tea together for a while. ”

Looking at Chen Boshi, who took out his mobile phone and dialed directly, Principal Lu was already separated from the wall - why don't I have such a student!

"Heh, hehe. How can you let a little kid have a treat, I invite me to please. ”

Aside again.

A young man with thick glasses threw the last tissue on his nose.

Burst!

As two strands of snot came out, he sobbed violently again. Without bothering to wipe the snot off his hands, he took out the notebook in his bag and unscrewed the pen.

In the past three years, the most wasteful drama - "Only You Are the One I Can't Forget" drama review.

Brush brush, two lines of vigorous books on the notebook, forming a huge title!