Senior Superstar

  Chapter 350 Play a ghost!

  In these days when Li Shixin was a demon in Rongzhou, a group of old fans who lost their source of happiness were lonely and broken.

  According to the living habits of previous years, now when the winter ends in the end of February and the spring comes, it is the time for the old men and women who have been through another winter to re-dominate the square.

  But this year, a group of old fans have no idea where to go except for the small theater.

  What does this truth look like?

   is like an old otaku who has been soloed by mothers for more than 20 years. He has been comforted by hands-on and inflatable dolls. He suddenly fell in love with Mikami Yua for six months.

  Eat the delicacies of mountains and seas, experience ups and downs, those innocent and boring lives

  Never go back.

Once the happiness point is raised, the low-level supply will no longer be able to obtain the same amount of happiness as before.

  So there are saints who sigh;

  So there are philosophers chanting; it is easy to change from frugality to luxury, and it is difficult to change from luxury to frugality!

After receiving Li Shixin’s contact, I learned that Li Shixin’s new movie was about to start filming. A group of old fans who had just arrived at the small theater in the morning to set up a mahjong table rushed away. .

  Jing'an Cemetery in Rongzhou City.

  With the launch of print ads in the past two days, more and more unique "death public welfare slogans" have appeared in people's vision, and the number of customers visiting the graveyard in front of the cemetery has gradually increased.

"Look, this is our cemetery memorial hall. The memorial service of the deceased, death anniversary and even anniversaries can be held here. If we choose our Jing'an Cemetery, we will provide customers with the memorial service on the day of the funeral. Provide free master of ceremonies"

  Under the guidance of the tomb sales lady, a group of elderly people looked at the environment of the memorial hall and nodded frequently.

  Seeing the increase in the number of customers, Jiang Wenhai is really in a good mood.

   "Teacher Li, absolutely! The advertisement was put out in the past two days, and the customers of our cemetery immediately came up! I didn't say anything, cow!"

   Standing in front of the memorial hall, watching the bustling tomb group, Li Shixin raised his brows.

   "Haier, what did you call me just now?"

   "Ahem,"

  The commercial is about to start shooting today, Jiang Wenhai is here to watch the excitement.

Hearing Li Shixin’s questioning, Fatty Jiang coughed twice: "Well, Teacher Li, I calmed down and thought about it yesterday. I felt that the personal recognition of this family was a bit sloppy. My father’s grave can’t be found. It’s true that there’s no place to cry during the New Year’s Day. But I can’t have no place to cry, so I just cry with a different dad? You think it’s such a reason, isn’t it?"

   Hiss!

  Li Shixin took a breath.

  Sure enough, I was in business, and I got out of the logic pit in just one day.

   Very good boy, you are very promising!

  This godson, the old man has decided!

  Looking at Jiang Wenhai, who was scratching his head and dodge his eyes, Li Shixin raised his eyebrows and smiled: "My father and I will not talk about this. I came here today to make a commercial, so I'll do business first."

"Yes, yes, yes! Or say that Teacher Li is professional! Busy and busy!" Seeing that Li Shixin was not entangled in acknowledging his father, Jiang Wenhai was pardoned, and immediately shouted to the busy filming team. .

   "I said, you guys are not ready? When can you start shooting?"

"Mr. Jiang, the scenes and equipment are already in place, and now we are going to send the actors!" On the other end, the director of the film and television team who is directing the on-site staff to live and live, wish you well, leaning out from behind the monitor, respectfully Replied.

   "When will the actors be in place?"

   "President Jiang, we have sent a car to pick it up!"

  While talking, a tourist bus with "Jing'an Cemetery" drove slowly into the gate.

  The side window of the bus, a group of old men and old ladies leaned out, excitedly waving the fan cheering hats with "believers" printed in their hands.

   "Brother Shixin!"

   "Shixin, we are here!"

   Seeing that his group of old fans are in place, Li Shixin laughed and waved to the crew director, "Oh, I’m ready, let’s start shooting right away!"

   "Go!"

  As Li Shixin greeted, the crew who had been prepared were busy.

  The first time I filmed a live-action scene, everyone’s faces were full of excitement

  Aside, the customer team who was visiting the facilities of the cemetery under the leadership of the tomb-sale lady stopped to watch this strange scene.

  In the team, a thin old man blinked his eyes when he saw Li Shixin facing the bus with his hand down.

  Happy.

   "Hey! What a coincidence!"

  Seeing that under the leadership of Zhang Shuo and Wu Ming, a group of old fans of the fan group came to the 40th and 50th, one by one with the support caps of the fan group, and they were like an elderly tourist group, Li Shixin couldn't help but laugh.

   "Look, I didn't even go to the station to welcome you."

"Why are you welcome? We are not three-year-old children who can’t find Daoer. Shixin, have you been busy during this time? Look at you, we are all thinner! It’s just that we are not here before, now we are all here, you hurry up Let’s move out of the villa from Xiao Wu and Bi. Let’s find a better homestay with a kitchen, and I will make some delicious supplements for you!"

  Faced with Li Shixin’s politeness, Wu Ming returned strangely.

  Cough cough,

Li Shixin waved his hand in embarrassment and looked at the other old fans.

Old man Liu Feng was sitting in a wheelchair, looking at the cemetery shrouded in bright spring light, and he was very happy: "Shixin, your play is getting more and more off-road! This is all in the cemetery! Use my grandson. In that case, what is the name, the grave, the head of the grave?"

   "Oh, grandpa."

  Liu Feng's grandson smiled embarrassedly: "It's not a good thing, the elderly don't learn it."

   "Hey!" Liu Feng's eyes rounded, "I can't think of it uncomfortable!"

   Liu Feng's grandson smiled, looked at Li Shixin on the side, leaned over to Liu Feng's ear and muttered for a while.

   "Ah yes! Ward karaoke, funeral reception, funeral barbecue, funeral rock, hearse drift, grave head dance, ancestral hall song, cemetery filming! That's it!"

Old man Liu Feng was overwhelmed with joy. He laughed at his fake teeth and screamed at the fan: "It's not a good thing, how interesting is this? Shixinna, this time I came here to see you filming, and secondly, I also came to survey the terrain. Old sister, one day sooner or later. Let me say, if possible, try to put the cemetery together. We played so well during our lifetime. When we wait, let’s get a neighbor and continue to wave!"

   "Agree, anyway, Rongdian and Rongzhou are not far away, and they are buried everywhere. Shixin, you will discuss with the developer at that time and give us the entire group purchase price!"

   Aside, seeing the old man and the old lady in this car, and listening to Liu Feng and Zhang Yaozhong’s intention to buy the tomb, Jiang Wenhai’s eyes were green!

   "Oh! Welcome teachers, isn't it just the group purchase price? No problem! After the filming, you are optimistic about the one and tell me that I will give you a staff discount!"

Seeing this fat guy who doesn't want to recognize his father, but also wants to cut his fan leek, Li Shixin laughed and waved his hand to a group of old fans, "Let's let this matter first, let you come over today. There is a scene, it needs You guys can help."

   "Hey! You know Shixin is thinking of us!"

   Zhang Yaozhong's slap in music.

  Since the Spring Festival and Li Shixin co-operated with Li Shixin to stage "Choose C" on the provincial stage, the old cadre circle has been very bad. Now when I hear a play, I can make a cameo, and I immediately volunteered.

   "Shixin, what do you play?"

   "A ghost."

  ""

  Hearing this, Zhang Yaozhong was taken aback, "This character is not easy to control."

   "Dude, how is this ghost acting?"

  At this moment, a question was heard outside the crowd.

   Li Shixin frowned upon hearing the familiar voice.

  Looking in the direction of the sound, I was amused.

   "Yo! Brother, why are you here?"

  It was not someone else who was talking, but the little old man who had a relationship with Li Shixin in the hospital before, hiding in the fire corridor and drinking.

  Stomach cancer patient, Shi Agui!

  (End of this chapter)