Senior Superstar

"Shixin, why did you come out? What were you dawdling in there just now?"

In front of the gate of Gucheng Culture Company, Wu Ming, who had been waiting at the gate for a long time, greeted Li Shixin when he saw Li Shixin coming out of the gate with his hands behind his back.

After talking to Xu Ge just now, Li Shixin felt that there was no need to tell this group of old fans, so he shook his head with a smile.

After asking a group of old fans to wait for a while, he walked onto the stage that was being set up.

Just after the rehearsal was over, the preparatory team issued guest cards to Li Shixin and others. Seeing that he was old and holding a guest card with a blue rope in his hand, the staff at the scene thought he was here to familiarize himself with the stage, so they all bowed and called the teacher.

Li Shixin greeted them one by one with a smile, and walked to the Drum King Drum.

Looking from a distance just now, he already felt the momentum of the drum.

But standing closer and looking at it, Li Shixin felt differently about this Drum King Drum; the big drum was as high as the gate, and a person standing in front of this drum looked like a fish waiting to be put into the pot!

Silently looking at the brand-new drumhead with only a circle of red paint on the center of the drumhead, Li Shixin nodded.

Yes, there are noodles!

He secretly praised the cultural festival preparation team for their foresight, and he stretched out his hand to pick up the drumsticks stuck on the drum stand.

Good guy!

As soon as you start it, you can feel the weight.

The drumstick is about eighty centimeters long, which is as thick as an adult's wrist. It seems to be made of copper, and the two ends of the drumstick are tied with a half-foot-long red string. Weigh it in your hand, and a single drumstick weighs no more than thirty catties.

"Teacher, this thing is heavy, you'd better put it down, don't hurt you."

On the side, a staff member kindly reminded him.

Li Shixin smiled slightly at the man, "Thank you, young man."

Originally, the young man just reminded him casually, but when he looked up and saw Li Shixin's face, he let out a ouch.

Looking at the guest card in his hand, his eyes lit up: "Lord Xin! Are you coming to the opening ceremony?"

Seeing that the other party recognized him, Li Shixin nodded with a smile.

The young man had obviously watched "Mobei", and was very excited to see Li Shixin.

Come over to take a group photo and praise "Mobei". After chatting for a long time, seeing Li Shixin's eyes looking at the drumstick in his hand from time to time, he slammed his mouth: "Master Xin, you said that this thing was really used in ancient times. Are you playing around?"

Faced with this question, Li Shixin smiled: "Since the craft of drum-making exists, it must not be for the sake of looking good."

"I think Xuan." The young man curled his lips, "I tried it just now, and it's very difficult to hold the drumstick with one hand. If you turn it on, how strong is that person? I'm afraid it will be Stallone or Schwarzenegger. Like Ge. In ancient times, how could there be such a giant man?"

Hearing this speculation, Li Shixin smiled and said, "Not necessarily, don't underestimate the ancients. Let's not talk about anything else. When we were filming "The Allure", Cixiu was asking for something for the young Guo Yuan to be used for military conscription. We are textual research on that part data.

The standard for conscription in the Tang Dynasty was to wear three layers of armor, carry a sword, and carry three days' rations to attack a hundred miles in one day. This standard is no less than our current training intensity.

Moreover, the elite soldiers of the Tang army demanded to open the twelve stone crossbows by opening their waists. The guy smashed it, twelve stones converted into the current weight unit, that's more than six hundred catties! "

Hearing this, the guy was speechless: "More than six hundred catties? My God. I can't be a soldier in the Tang Dynasty, can I?"

"Haha," Li Shixin smiled without answering, just patted the young man's thin shoulder.

Not only would you not be able to serve as a soldier in the Tang Dynasty, but you might even struggle to farm the land.

"Then Mr. Li, you said, before marching and fighting in ancient times, there were really strong men beating such drums to cheer up the army?"

Thinking of the Wanjun galloping drum technique he exchanged from the jukebox, Li Shixin nodded firmly: "There must be. But... the drummer may not be a wrestler."

Facing the doubt on the young man's face, he shook the drumstick in his hand.

With a flick of his wrist, he didn't know how to use the strength, and the seemingly clumsy drumstick turned somersault along his wrist!

Amidst the young man's dumbfounded eyes, Li Shixin smiled faintly, and stuffed the drumstick into the young man's hand.

"Strength alone is not enough, you have to be clever. Now, put away the drumsticks, let's go, boy."

"Hey, slow down, Mr. Li."

Seeing Li Shixin walk off the stage slowly with his hands behind his back, the young man scratched the back of his head. Holding the drumstick in his hand, he thought about Li Shixin's movement just now, and imitated shaking it.

Bang!

"Oh my god!"

The somersault flower didn't come out, and I smashed my foot.

...

the next day.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, Li Shixin brought a group of old fans to the cultural square in front of the cultural company in Linxia Ancient City in advance according to the requirements of the cultural festival preparation team.

This time, the opening ceremony of the cultural festival was sold online, and the ticket price was not high. When Li Shixin brought a group of old fans into the venue through the guest passageway, the street in front of the cultural square was already full of domestic and foreign tourists waiting to enter. , During the period, there were still some people who looked like anchors holding their mobile phones high, and the photographers were filming the live broadcast.

Crowds were crowded and noisy, and before entering the arena, the gate was surrounded by two or three thousand people, and the whole street was blocked.

In the square, the huge scroll-shaped stage has been set up, and the lighting and sound have also been adjusted in the morning.

Li Shixin, Wu Ming, Liu Feng, Zhang Yaozhong and others went inside, and happened to meet the staff member who talked to him yesterday.

Seeing the thick plaster cast on the opponent's feet, Li Shixin was amazed: "Hey, young man, what happened? Didn't you feel fine last night?"

When the boy saw Li Shixin, he blushed, "Ah! Didn't you ride an electric scooter at home last night? I fell..."

"Oh..." Li Shixin nodded deeply, "Tsk, too careless."

The boy's face darkened, "Well, Mr. Li, please sit down first. I'm in charge of the fireworks. This is about to start. The director asked me to check it again."

"Hurry up, hurry up! Be careful!" Li Shixin waved his hand, watched the young man limping away, and smacked his mouth.

The place where the guest actors wait to go on stage is located on the second floor on the side of the stage.

Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the panorama of the stage and the entire audience area can be seen at a glance, and the vision is quite wide.

It was the first time in my life to stand in such a special position to watch a performance, and a group of old fans who had already dressed up were all overjoyed.

"Grandson, what do you young people call such a position?" Mr. Liu Feng stood in front of the window, pointed to the stage below, and waved to his grandson behind him.

"Grandpa, SVIP!" The grandson was also happy.

"Haha!" Liu Feng slapped his thigh and learned a new word, and he didn't forget to show off to his little teacher: "What about grandson, if you don't hang out with your grandpa, you won't be able to watch such a performance, right? "

"That's for sure!"

Liu Feng's grandson's dog-legged skills are quite profound.

This pair of precious grandchildren made everyone burst into laughter.

As the head of the fan club, Wu Ming took a mobile phone and took novel photos of the scene and sent them to the fan group to satisfy those old fans who were too old to take the plane and didn't come.

Seeing a group of old fans in the group bursting with admiration and regret for not coming, Wu Ming was extremely proud.

Seeing the fan's wechat group again, that Zhao Min who usually doesn't speak, but uses Zhao Min's photo in the 78 version of Yi Tian Tu Long Ji as his avatar... Mrs. Wu frowned.

"Shixin."

She leaned over to Li Shixin's side.

"Ah, what's the matter?"

Li Shixin looked down at the mobile phone Wu Ming was holding in his hand.

"Come on, let's take a photo together and send it to the old sisters."

"good."

Standing shoulder to shoulder with Li Shixin, both of them posed in a scissors hand pose, took a photo and sent it to the fan group, Wu Ming smiled.

Manually @了赵民.

I like him clearly (Wu Ming): @赵民, sister, we’re doing team building this cultural festival, why didn’t you come?

Just after she @finished, Zhao Min's profile picture appeared in the chat interface.

Zhao Min: @明明白白白likes him (Wu Ming), why didn’t he come, he’s here. I'll find you in a while.

As soon as Zhao Min sent this message, he attached a picture.

Looking at the photo of the cultural festival scene, Wu Ming's face darkened.

This shameless little goblin!

Why is she everywhere? !

...

The real SVIP location of the cultural festival is in the living room of Linxia Ancient City Culture.

Just entering the hall, Zhao Jinzhi, who represented Huaqi Culture, frowned, and patted Wang Mei who came to the opening ceremony beside her.

"Amei."

"Zhao Dong, what's wrong?"

"In a while, you will speak for me in the company's speech."

"Huh? Director Zhao, I haven't even prepared a manuscript!"

"In this kind of scene, as long as the person arrives, it is to give Linxia face. You can just say a few words."

"Oh, then Zhao Dong, what are you doing?"

"Don't worry about it. After the event, you go back to the hotel by yourself, and don't contact me if you have nothing to do."

"Oh...then Mr. Zhao, pay attention to your safety."

Looking at Zhao Jinzhi, who was wearing a dark black evening gown with high slits and jewels on her body, she turned around gracefully, walked out of the door of the living room, and walked towards the corridor. Wang Mei scratched her neck.

"Recently... it's been weird. Couldn't it be a second spring?"

She muttered something.

at the same time.

On the noisy street outside the Cultural Square.

A figure stood by the side of the street.

He was wearing an old-fashioned starched and white military uniform without collar epaulettes. He carried a large marching backpack on his shoulders, and the liberation shoes on his feet were worn out.

Looking at the bustling cultural square, he took off a steel flagon from his waist, unscrewed the lid and took a gulp.

"ha."

With a long breath of alcohol, he stopped a passerby.

"Comrade, please ask me. Have you seen this man?"

Looking at the missing person notice in his hand, the passer-by shook his head.

"Thank you comrade."

A slight disappointment appeared on the figure's face, but it was only fleeting. He grabbed the passerby who wanted to leave, and asked again;

"Comrade, I heard that there are many celebrities here in Linxia. Please ask me. Which celebrity is the most famous in Linxia now? The most influential?"

Faced with this problem, passers-by were happy.

He raised his hand and pointed to the cultural square in the distance, "You, go over there. There is a performance there tonight, and the people on stage are all big names! Just stand there and watch whoever comes on stage screams the loudest. , whoever is the most famous will have the greatest influence, okay?"

Hearing this pointing, the figure nodded deeply.

"Thank you! My fellow!"

Immediately, his sharp eyes fixed on the cultural festival stage in the distance.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a sound test came from the direction of the stage in the distance.

The opening ceremony of the cultural festival has begun!