Senior Superstar

  Chapter 625 Pulling the silk play (two more, ask for a monthly pass!)

  It was not long before the security had controlled the abnormality of splashing urine, and the riots in Hall One had not completely subsided.

  Recalling the thrilling scene in the pavilion just now, the otaku otaku present still have lingering fears.

  I saw the offenders who were escorted by a few **** security guards and went to the security office of the International Expo Center. Everyone was indignant;

   "It's too shameful, it's not human!"

   "Long knowledge, really long knowledge. It turns out that there is such a scum in this world!"

   "If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it's really hard to imagine someone so frantic!"

  As a few passersby gritted their teeth and cursed, the surroundings echoed;

   "Look at these **** UP owners, what are they pushing the children into!"

   "How much torture has been suffered to risk breaking the law, come over and delay the update, and the UP that only takes a day to take a sip of soup!"

   "Strongly condemn the author of the dog who did not update well during the serialization period! The mental health of the audience needs to be cared for!"

  "Brother who splashed urine, no one knows your name, but we will remember your bravery!"

   "Brother hold your head up, you did nothing wrong. You just have a big pit in your mind, and you did something that other sand sculptures wanted to do but didn't dare to do!"

  Li Shixin, who had already put on makeup and put on costumes, shivered severely when he heard the crowds around him embarrassing the troubled fans.

  (°灬°) is afraid of .jpg.

  Young man, your thoughts are very dangerous!

  Shrinking his neck slightly, Li Shixin glanced at a group of old fans who didn't know what happened.

  When I saw Wei Yuyin, Yaozhong JOJO, Liu Feng, and Wu Ming Huanhai and Qiao Hong’s old friends, Li Shixin’s thumping heart was slightly stabilized.

  The bodyguard group is so strong, the old man is afraid of being an egg!

  Dry, it's over.

  At this time, the performance on stage is still continuing.

  However, it is obvious that because of a sudden accident in the background, the temporarily adjusted program team was not prepared.

  A house dance performance is going on on the stage, but because of panic and nervousness, it loses its proper rhythm.

   "Mr. Li, how are you doing?"

   Just when Li Shixin brought An Xiaoxiao, Sun Luoluo and Liu Feng’s grandson to the stage to observe the scene, Zhou Dan, who was so busy, noticed them.

   Seeing Li Shixin making an OK gesture, Zhou Dan nodded heavily and immediately picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand.

   "The actors on the stage are not in good condition, so let them end this paragraph ahead of time. Arrange the stage immediately after the end, in the drama!"

"Roger that."

  With a response from the walkie-talkie, the dancers on the stage immediately stagnated, obviously receiving instructions from the backstage.

  The sound of the house-like music gradually decreased, and several dancers hurriedly waved to the audience before evacuating the stage.

   Seeing the staff come to the stage to start the dance, Li Shixin took a deep breath and waved to the grandson of Liu Feng and the two shivering girls behind him.

   "Go, get ready, let's go."

  ……

  After the passers-by complained for a while, the order on the scene quickly recovered.

  In the buzzing sound of discussion, the beeping booth just experienced a storm, and the lights suddenly dimmed!

  At the same time, the “C”-shaped panoramic screen behind the booth gradually lights up.

  Cooperating with the wind crying snow horn drilled out of the live sound, a scene of the deserted temple of Xueyue was shown in front of everyone!

   "Yo, what kind of show is this?"

   "Who knows what Xiaopozhan is doing, looking at the style of painting, why is it a bit like a supernatural horror movie?"

   "Before I watched the program list of Xiaopo Station, most of the people who are on the site today are UP owners. The Huangtang incident just happened, I don’t know which courage UP is on now."

   Squeak, Squeak, Squeak...

  Amidst people’s discussion, the sound of a series of footsteps on the snow in the call sign of the wind and snow rang.

   Immediately, a figure wearing a hat and cloak appeared on the stage.

  The man braved the wind and snow, and walked to the temple gate with difficulty. Noting the flames that showed through the dilapidated temple door, he raised his hand and gently pushed the door open.

  Call.

  The gale engulfed the snow flakes, causing the flames in the temple to dance lightly, but it also made the campfire that seemed to be about to burn out a little bit more vigorously.

  Red firelight illuminates the other side of the stage.

  An old man in rags, his face became clear.

   "Fuck! Lord Shin!"

   "Ah, ah, Nima, isn't this the believer? The brother just now, why are you pouring yellow soup too early!"

  "Mom! Online violence rushes through the net!"

   "Isn't this the old man who ruined my three views in the CP Pavilion just now?!"

  "Ahhhhh! I just went to the toilet, which brother is still in stock, give me a dip! Gou Xinye, kill me "Mobei" kind show, I will die in Wenshan, I will bear you for a long time!"

  Drops!

  Received additional [excited] cheers value, 8755 points!

  On the stage, Li Shixin raised his brows when he heard the scene boiling.

   looked at the security guards who had strengthened their guards and kept order next to the booth, and smiled secretly.

  On the stage, the passerby played by Liu Feng's grandson has already walked in front of him.

   "Lao Zhang, walking in the middle of the night, encountering heavy snow, and seeing the fire in your ruined temple, came to harass, and it was disrespectful."

  After saluting the old man slightly, passers-by picked up a few dead branches and threw them into the bonfire.

  The fire light is brighter, illuminating the corner where the old man in the ruined temple is.

  The moment the fire lit up, passers-by were stunned.

  Not only the passers-by on the stage,

  As the lights on the stage turned on, the audience of sand sculptures under the stage were also taken aback!

  Behind the old man, there was another person under the broken idol.

  That is a girl.

  Wearing a gorgeous red lucky dress, the bones are fine and exquisite, the face is white and translucent, half of it is crimson on the lips, and a little bit of tears condenses on the eye.

  The corners of the eyes and eyebrows are like sorrow and angst, like weeping like complaints.

  But under the flames, ruined temples, and remnants of gods, that charming looks very strange.

   noticed the astonishment of passers-by, the old man in rags that could not even cover his body in the cold winter, he laughed.

   "Young man, don't be afraid, this is not a living person."

   "Bad lines!"

   "Because I am not a living person, I am so scared!"

   "Old man, your explanation is going to scare people to death!"

   Amidst the frantic rants from the audience, Li Shixin tightened the torn clothes on his body and sat upright. He dragged the girl in front of him with the red dress like fire and the swaying shadow.

  As he slightly lifted the silk thread on the arm of "Girl", "Girl" also followed his movements, beckoning to passers-by and the audience.

   "Here, the puppets are only occasionally in the wire-stretching show."

  As the old man explained, three large characters slowly appeared on the big screen behind the stage.

   "Dressing the Silk Opera".

  On stage.

  Looking at the doll that gently beckoned, passers-by breathed a sigh of relief and sat down by the bonfire, opposite the old man.

  Under the stage.

  I saw that charming and charming doll, otaku...

  Excited!

   "Fuck, wait for your body ratio!"

   "Saiko! Saiko!"

   "I really want to do it! Boss, how much does this hand do? Can I fight the two kidneys and two livers?"

   "Brothers, I have an immature idea."

   "Don't say it! Everyone is the same!"

  Hearing the cheers of a group of fat houses who were inexplicably climaxing off the stage, An Xiaoxiao frowned slightly on the stage, trying to maintain his expression.

  (End of this chapter)