Senior Superstar

Chapter 240 The Awakening of the Genius Girl Chen Boshi! (15, ask for a monthly pass!)

Chen Andang was very melancholy.

Having been an agent for so long, he has seen too many artists who are motivated enough to want to be famous. But like Li Shixin, who wants to be the first in everything, and wants to compete for the C position on any occasion, this is the first time he has met an artist who has just debuted!

If this is a young man, then nothing is said.

Everyone has been young, frivolous and pretentious, but he couldn't understand why a patient with severe cerebral thrombosis who didn't know how long he would live wanted to be popular.

The Political Propaganda Department of the Provincial Public Security Bureau!

Is this a place where serious entertainers can make up their minds?

Sitting in the car, Chen Antang made a round of phone calls, but the result was embarrassing - there was no one in his circle of contacts who could talk to him.

Just as he put down the phone, rubbed his temples and thought hard about who else in his network could get in touch with the officials, Chen Boshi, with a lollipop in his mouth, flicked his ponytails He opened the door and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

"Yeah? Girl, why are you here? What's the matter?"

(ー`ー)

Seeing her father's "I'm busy, don't bother me" subtly, Chen Boshi frowned.

"The things that Grandpa Li told you to do, are you done?"

Changing the position of the lollipop in his mouth, Chen Boshi frowned.

Seeing his daughter inspecting the work, Chen Antang laughed dryly: "Ha, that... no, it's a little difficult. Oh? Boshi, are there any police officers in your classmate's parents?"

Seeing her own father's eyes brighten, and suddenly hit his mind on himself, Chen Boshi let out a long breath.

"Chen Andang."

"Um?"

"Are you sure that your ex-wife was really pregnant with your child when you two first got married?"

ヾ(｀Д)彡

"You damn girl! Why do you suddenly think so!?"

(ー`ー)

"Actually, I used to have this kind of doubt, but now, as the baby grows older and IQ, this feeling is getting stronger and stronger."

(￣ェ￣;)

Facing the contempt from his sixteen-year-old daughter, Chen Antang felt a slight crack in his heart.

This word...

It hurts so much!

"Chen Antang, it seems that if we have time, we should go to the hospital together for a paternity test."

"Hey you girl!"

"Don't talk, now is not the time to care about this."

"Then what are you doing now?"

BO~

Regardless of Chen Antang's mess, Chen Boshi saw that it was not yet time for the government to get off work. He pulled out the lollipop from his mouth, stared at him, and pointed to the road ahead.

"Provincial Public Security Bureau, Political Propaganda Department!"

"Do you know anyone there?" Seeing his daughter's calm expression, Chen Antang frowned.

"Hehehe," Chen Boshi raised the corners of his mouth, smiled coldly, and looked up and down his biological father, who had seriously doubted whether he was really genetically related, with a little emotion: "Chen Antang, for the sake of your future .I really suggest you to get along with old man Li for a while. Learn how old man Li solves problems. "

"Old man Li's way?" Chen Antang blinked his eyes: "What way?"

Faced with her father's confusion, Chen Boshi nestled her small body on the large car sofa, looked at the sky outside at 45 degrees, and her eyes showed a thousand tons of melancholy and vicissitudes.

Reminds me of that miserable time dominated by Li Shixin.

She sighed faintly: "The language is too pale, from now on, you... take your time."

"..."

Seeing his daughter's eyes and expressions that were completely out of her age, Chen Antang's broken heart ached slightly.

What the hell has this child been through!

...

Political Propaganda Department of the Public Security Bureau.

In the director's office, I just received a message from a colleague during a meeting, saying that there was a little girl standing at the door crying and calling for Yu Changguang, who came back in a hurry to find her, and took a glass of water from the water dispenser. The water was placed in front of the father and daughter sitting opposite the desk.

Looking at the little girl whose eyes had already turned into peaches from crying and was still sobbing, she said softly, "Don't cry, child, just tell me if you have any difficulties!"

Yu Changguang, who was born as a political commissar and worked as a political worker for half his life, looked at Chen Antang, who was looking embarrassed, raised his brows, and emphasized his tone: "Don't be afraid, my child! Although we are a political propaganda department here, we are also a public security system. Here, if you have any difficulties, just tell me, uncle promises, no one can hurt you!"

"Wow, okay, thank you uncle!"

o(╥﹏╥)o

Chen Boshi wiped away her tears, rummaged and rummaged from her small bag, and finally... took out two documents.

One is a self-assessment form for a nursing home, and the other is a literary script of "You Are Well, I'm Alright".

Seeing these two things, Yu Changguang frowned: "Little girl, this is..."

"Uncle Yu, I'm Chen Boshi, a volunteer from Yuedong Senior Drama Troupe. I'm here this time because of Grandpa Zhang."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-wah!"

"At such a great age, suffering so much physical pain, and rehearsing and studying desperately... He, he just wants to go to the Spring Festival Gala so that his son can see that he can take care of himself and catch bad guys with peace of mind. But we Everyone in the small theater knows that for a person like him who has no background and no support from a big company, the provincial TV station will not adopt his program... Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo( You can help him now!"

Listening to Chen Boshi crying "incoherent", Yu Changguang looked at the self-assessment sheet in his hand, his face was full of question marks.

"Son, listen to what you mean, the old man Zhang Weiyu you are talking about is a family member of our anti-narcotics police?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo police

"ah!"

Yu Changguang sat upright all of a sudden, looked at the self-assessment sheet carefully, and explained a few words to a colleague beside him.

The latter took the order and immediately left the office with the documents on the table.

Only then did Yu Changguang turn his head and look at Chen Boshi again: "Son, according to this evaluation sheet, this old man named Zhang Weiyu can take care of himself completely?"

"He lied! He just doesn't want to go to a nursing home! In fact, Grandpa Zhang is about to be paralyzed from the lower body because of the old shrapnel wound on his waist! And...he has been incontinent for several months! Now he has to wear diapers... Wow!"

Along with Chen Boshi's crying, Yu Changguang roughly sorted out the facts.

Seeing that literary script and the spirit embodied in it again, he clenched his fists.

After a while, the colleague who had just left came back and gently placed the two documents on Yu Changguang's desk.

Seeing Zhang Weiyu and his son's two files with police badges printed on them, Yu Changguang was stunned.

One is an old policeman who has done countless meritorious service and has fought against the god of death several times. According to the data, the several major operations that the old man participated in are enough to be called legends for a policeman of Changguang's age!

One is that he just won the second-class merit last year. A backbone policeman who is active in the front line of anti-narcotics.

A father and son, pass the torch from generation to generation!

After looking at the two files in his hand for a while, he moved his lips, stood up slowly, and patted Chen Boshi's shoulder lightly.

"Son, you are doing well! Your little theater is also doing well!"

With that said, Yu Changguang, who had already understood everything, picked up the police cap on the side and put it on, and wiped away the red circles under his eyes.

"Son, don't worry."

After solemnly putting away those two documents that seemed to be worth a lot of money, Yu Changguang took a deep breath.

"Leave this matter to me. Son, Senior Zhang is not without support! Behind him are not only you and that small theater, but behind him, our entire public security system and thousands of family members of police officers are standing! You promise, I will do my best to help him fulfill his wish!"

PS: I went to bed at nine o'clock last night and had a rest all night. Today is five o'clock, so I can't do women's clothing. Ask for a wave of monthly tickets, brothers, rush to the ducks!