Senior Superstar

After opening the curtains, the first thing Li Shixin did was to call Manager Fu of Jing'an Real Estate.

The other party seemed to have just woken up. When he heard that it was Li Shixin, he recovered from his sleepwalking state and made an appointment at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Li Shixin is not in a hurry, the ad has just been launched, judging from the performance of his fans, the effect must be good.

With this foundation in place, the longer the first batch of print advertisements are put on, the more obvious the effect will be, and the more initiative you will have.

Seeing the Weibo private messages and @新闻 that kept popping up on his phone, Li Shixin chuckled and ran to the bathroom.

During this period of time, Li Shixin's daily life was not very regular due to the need to rush to the filming of "Fried Cold Rice".

Usually this morning meal is prepared by Zhao Jinzhi.

Although Zhao Jinzhi's cooking skills are not flattering, but breakfast only needs to heat a few slices of bread and milk, and this level of cooking skills is not a problem.

I thought about going downstairs to eat something ready-made after washing up, but when Li Shixin went downstairs, he found that the dining table was empty.

And in the porch, Zhao Jinzhi's slippers were placed there alone, obviously she had gone out.

Seeing a note on the dining table that read "I have something to go out, I will take care of my own breakfast", Li Shixin raised his eyebrows.

According to the trends he found on the Internet the day before yesterday, Huaqi has been in turmoil recently, and the whole group seems to be operating in a mess around some kind of struggle.

At this juncture, Zhao Jinzhi suddenly returned to Rongzhou with An Xiaoxiao. Although Li Shixin didn't ask, his heart was pounding.

Holding the note in his hand with the handwriting not in line with the vigor of women, Li Shixin smacked his lips.

"Morning teacher!"

Just when Li Shixin was wondering about the abnormality of Zhao Jinzhi's sudden return to Rongzhou this time, there was a sound of slippers being pulled from the stairs.

With disheveled hair and sleepy eyes, An Xiaoxiao walked to the kitchen like a wandering ghost with the shoulder straps on one side of her suspender nightgown slipping off her arm.

Looking at the empty dining table, An Xiaoxiao sniffled.

(ˇˇ)…

"Teacher, what about breakfast?"

Facing An Xiaoxiao's questioning with a get-up attitude, Li Shixin frowned, "I didn't do it, just wait for more than ten minutes."

"I drank a bowl of soup last night!"

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Seeing that An Xiaoxiao was about to revolt, Li Shixin shook his head, took out a ham sausage from the refrigerator, and threw it on the sofa with a bang.

The next moment, An Xiaoxiao disappeared.

Li Shixin sighed when he saw An Xiaoxiao who was instantly wrapped in a small quilt on the sofa, holding a ham sausage and sticking out his tongue.

He heated up the oil in the pan, and there was a cry when he was about to prepare two bowls of noodles.

"Small."

"Yes, teacher!" After just eating a mouthful of ham sausage, An Xiaoxiao's anger from getting up disappeared without a trace, and she responded obediently.

"How about the live broadcast?"

"the effect is not very good."

Um?

Hearing this, Li Shixin couldn't help frowning, "Did you gain followers?"

"The rise is not much. After ballet, my popularity is bleak. People generally report that they still like to watch me eat."

ballet... ballet...

Hearing these two words, Li Shixin only felt his head buzzing.

Do you dare to dance ballet in the live broadcast these two days?

On your condition, isn't it the same as playing if you just learn a piece of house dance and gain 80,000 or 90,000 followers?

The result makes you dance, you go to ballet?

Squeezing his temples, watching An Xiaoxiao kill a piece of sausage in twos and twos, what to do, what to eat, what to eat, what to do, Li Shixin felt that the brokerage company signed this product with a B sign, and then attached it to his work The room's decision may have ulterior motives.

Obviously, someone wants to piss the old man off!

"well?"

Just when Li Shixin was studying whether he should do it himself, teach An Xiaoxiao how to touch porcelain, and find an endorsement contract just to make money, An Xiaoxiao, who was holding a mobile phone on the sofa, suddenly jumped up.

"Wow! Teacher, that's great! You've become an emoji!"

Emoticons?

Hearing this word, Li Shixin quickly wiped off the water stains on his hands, "What emoji?"

"In my fan group Q, there are many emoticons of you!"

An Xiaoxiao chuckled, and jumped to Li Shixin's side with her mobile phone in hand.

Seeing the pictures shared by the group friends in the small fan group, Li Shixin was slightly taken aback, and then laughed.

Sure enough, the sand sculptures in the world belong to the same family.

The old man... Was he not let off by these sand sculptures?

Previously, when he was thinking about the copywriting for Jing'an Real Estate, he felt that the public service billboard was a good breakthrough.

In particular, some dangerous and prohibited advertisements can be perfectly matched for products such as cemeteries that represent death. Use more extreme methods to play the biggest warning role, so that not only will you not get disgusted, but it will be helpful to social welfare.

Can be well promoted and model replicated.

But he never expected that it was a group of irascible sand sculptures who fired the first shot of model replication when the advertisement was put out!

In An's small fan group, a group of sand sculpture netizens have already turned on the hahaha mode.

"Xiao Xiao, your teacher exploded! You have already been put into various poses by the PS masters!"

Reminder for players in Zu'an District: Hang up after entering the game, welcome to Jing'an Cemetery!

The Immortal Cultivation Committee reminds you to cultivate immortals correctly and ensure six hours of adequate sleep: stay up late at one time and feel refreshed at another, stay up late every day in the crematorium. The posture of staying up late is not standardized, and the cemetery is worth 30,000 yuan per square meter!

PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds Asian Server Player Announces: Brother Immortal, please pay attention, you will enter the cemetery this year! If you don't accumulate yin and virtue, you will always hang on the wall, and the Jing'an Cemetery is 270,000!

All netizens warn illegal game owners and diners: Eat bat and monkey brains, be careful and live in a family cemetery!

"..."

Looking at the plane photos I took for Jing'an Cemetery, the slogans originally used for public service advertisements have been changed into various kinds by various PS masters. Only the death stare wearing a Chinese tunic suit with a warm smile on his face was still preserved, Li Shixin chuckled.

Ordinarily, this is an infringement of portrait rights.

If you really want to be serious, let me tell you.

but……

Li Shixin chuckled, and took out his phone casually.

"While making breakfast, I suddenly learned that this old man has become an emoji. As the creator of this copywriting, after reading the masterpieces of netizens, I admire some of them. But there are also some vulgar emojis. Excessive. Here is a warm reminder from Xinye: Civilization plays tricks, the more the better. Evil vulgar insults, emigrate to Jing'an. Maintaining a loving environment on the Internet is everyone's responsibility!"

Embed this piece of copy directly into the advertisement template, and Li Shixin sent it to his Weibo feed.

On Weibo, a group of Sand Sculpture fans who had just finished interacting with Li Shixin discovered that Li Shixin had been made into an emoticon package, and were happily condemning the infringement of portrait rights. Sand sculpture fans saw the latest news sent by Li Shixin, and tweeted!

"Damn it, Xinye, we are still trying to remind you to defend your rights. You are going to take the lead in destroying advertisements!"

"Pfft! Give Xinye's heart, kneel!"

Seeing a large group of leeks complaining one after another, Li Shixin chuckled.

How about otherwise?

Send a lawyer's letter?