Senior Superstar

"Are you ready to whore for nothing?"

After this serialization of the series of videos of "The Undertaker", Li Shixin's Dou Shou followers have reached 700,000 under the recommendation of the Dou Shou platform's homepage.

In fact, when it comes to the number of fans, Li Shixin can only occupy a medium level on the platform. Although the short video is still in the initial stage of development, the platform already has big internet celebrities with more than five million followers.

But Li Shixin's 700,000 is not the same as other people's 5 million.

Since the establishment of the account until now, Li Shixin's fans have all been attracted by the conversion of passers-by fans and platform recommendations.

From the beginning to the end, there is no extra operation.

So even if there are only 700,000 fans, the interaction efficiency of Li Shixin's daily updates is far greater than that of some anchors with 2 to 3 million fans.

Almost every time, a reply or a like is sent out dynamically, and it can be swiped directly.

But this time it was strange.

After sending out the news about the concert, there were only more than a hundred replies in the comment area. And there are more than a hundred of them, and most of them are some expressions that don't know what they mean.

Seeing this scene, Li Shixin couldn't help scratching the back of his head.

Sand sculptures, today.

I'm a little wilted!

...

Just when Li Shixin was puzzled, several comments in the comment area were refreshed;

"Lord Xin, you don't have the face to go whoring for nothing. Otherwise... you can pay for the live broadcast of the concert tonight."

"Support payment..."

"Lord Xin. It was agreed before that we will help you to be shortlisted for the film festival and win awards, and then prostitute you for free to celebrate your success at the concert. Now that we have not been able to compete for the first place in the film festival, I feel a little sorry for the prostitute concert..."

"Ah, +1"

"+1008611"

Seeing that a group of sand sculpture netizens in the comment area turned out to be awkward because of the film festival, they were indifferent to the topic of prostitution, and when it came to recharging and taking the initiative, Li Shixin couldn't help but laugh.

Although he has been busy with the concert for the past two days, he has been paying attention to the development of the film festival.

Including last night when the number of votes was overtaken by "Fried Cold Rice", he knew all about it.

In fact, after returning home from the rehearsal last night, Sinan also called him. In addition to expressing his praise for "The Undertaker", Sinan also turned the corner and said something about the film festival sponsored by Extraordinary Films and some things about the selection.

There are several reasons for things in the circle.

Even if Si Nan didn't tell him, Li Shixin could guess all about it.

It's nothing more than wanting to brush up the awards and then stabilize the box office.

In Li Shixin's mind, the conflict between "Fried Cold Rice" and "The Undertaker" is actually not that big; a poorly made commercial film can at best win a few popularity awards and consolation awards, and fool those who don't understand film festivals. It's just the masses of melons.

If the organizing committee really awarded such an important award to such a film, it would really be shameless.

Even if this film festival is abolished.

So in theory, as long as "The Undertaker" is shortlisted, it will have a chance to win an award when it enters the selection process. As for being the first or second finalist, Li Shixin didn't take it too seriously.

Of course, the C position is the best!

It's just that right now, the more important thing is not to be shortlisted; the film festival is still a few days away, but the concert is about to start today!

What Li Shixin wanted was the C position to win the award, so the matter of the film festival can be put aside later.

But this wave of leeks at the concert must be cut clean!

Seeing a group of guilty little leeks asking for a live broadcast fee in the comment area, Li Shixin thought about it and sent another post;

"Old man, thank you for your maintenance. But there is a definite number in the way of heaven, and nine things are not perfect. We don't have to worry too much about things that we can't control. So today, let's not talk about the film festival. The live broadcast of the old man's concert will start at 6 p.m. , Welcome everyone to watch and interact live on the platform!"

Seeing Li Shixin's latest news, the comment area exploded;

"Nimma, I'm crying. Other artists want to recharge their fans all the time, but Xinye always creates opportunities for us to prostitute. What kind of spirit is this? This is the big Entertainer spirit!"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Lord Xin, the more you say that, I can't get over it! You're always waiting, I'm going to canvass for you now. Damn it, just now I was thinking that the other end of "Fried Cold Rice" was a money-capable player. Forget it. But seeing you like this, let's settle for number one!"

"That's right. Lord Xin is so old and has spent so much effort. He didn't hesitate to endorse the cemetery. With the cemetery's sponsorship, he made a movie in which he really starred. I don't believe he doesn't care!"

"Hey, this sentence is incomplete. When Lord Xin said it, how sad was it? Brother Meng, don't say anything. Roll up your sleeves and go to the rankings with the baby!"

drop!

Received applause worth 48172 points!

"..."

Seeing a group of netizens turn on the brain supplement mode for some reason, Li Shixin was speechless for a while.

What are these sand sculptures thinking? The old man wants to cut leeks now, just want to cut a wave of leeks simply!

...

Rongchuan University, the school gate.

(_)(_)(_);

Looking at Li Shixin's activity on the phone, Zhu Peiqi, who was squatting in front of the door, sniffled with a dozen other friends.

"Brother Meng, what do you say?"

Turning off the phone, Zhu Peiqi took a deep breath, looked at the crowd and asked.

"What else can I say? Let's do it!"

With a shout, a group of friends raised their arms high.

Seeing that people's hearts are available, Zhu Peiqi nodded deeply, "Okay, let's make a deal. Maybe this wave of operations will require a warning to write a review. Have you considered it?"

"Sister, don't talk nonsense, let's go!"

With a shout from the crowd, Zhu Peiqi took a deep breath, motioned to the little partner on the side to turn on the video on the phone, and put on a straight face: "O**K!"

"Brother Meng! The College Student Film Festival is a platform to show the thoughts of our college students, improve the aesthetics of college students, and encourage college students to create. It should be a pure place!

But now, the idiot organizer ignores the ticket-buying behavior of the main creative team of "Fried Cold Rice", and instead blocks complaints and dissatisfaction with this behavior, and bans our account. What kind of brother behavior is this? This is arrogance, it's dad power! "

Speaking, Zhu Peiqi raised her sickle high, "The film festival cannot provide a fair, just and open judging and competition environment according to the wishes of our college students, so this film festival...we don't want it!"

brush!

As she said that, Zhu Peiqi waved the sickle in her hand, and cut off the promotional banner of the "23rd National College Student Film Festival" hanging beside the school gate, as well as the large promotional poster!

As the red and white banners and super large posters fell powerlessly to the ground like a deflated balloon, a group of sand sculptures cheered!

"Hey, we ate shit and didn't say it stinks, I'll fuck you!"

"Since we don't want us college students to conduct selections, why call it Mao's College Student Film Festival? Call it the Ticket Smugglers Film Festival?!"

"It's not fair, if you don't participate, you don't need to be represented! If "Fried Cold Rice" wins an award, don't say it was selected by our college students. At least we honor students, we can't afford to lose this person!"

As a group of young people raised their arms and shouted, the students in charge of the video blushed with excitement and sent the video to the official forum of the film festival.

Inside the campus, seeing a large poster of the film festival at the gate of the school suddenly fall, a group of students holding sickles, jumping and jumping like chicken blood, the dean on duty was stunned.

"Which department is in front of the school gate? Want to rebel!"

From the window of the duty room, a half-body and a half-bald head stick out.

...

Afternoon, half past five.

The main teaching building of the school is downstairs.

"Principal Zhou, Rongchuan's school spirit has always been very good. The mental outlook and quality of the students are obvious to all of our domestic universities. You have just arrived, so you don't need to be so anxious to learn about the students' living conditions. These It's a small matter, just listen to our report."

Several school leaders, surrounded by a thin old man in his fifties, strolled on the campus trail with a smile on his face.

Hearing what the vice principal said, Zhou Weiming, the principal of Rongchuan Trust, laughed, "I'm not in a hurry. To be honest, I feel very heavy when I come to Rongchuan to lead the leading role this time. Dealing with young people, especially Rongchuan I need to change my old brain when dealing with young people in this kind of media university. Many of my previous work experiences are not applicable. If I want to educate these young people well, I don’t know what they think, what they do, how should I say it , how to do it!"

"Principal Zhou said yes."

Hearing what Zhou Weiming said, the vice principal beside him smiled and nodded.

"What are you going to do? Cut the poster with a sickle and stand at the door shouting slogans. Is this going to be a protest! Let alone destroying school property, do you know what the impact is!? Are you filming a model show? Huh?"

"What do you mean by not talking one by one? Zhu Peiqi, what are you talking about with me?! Don't think I don't know that you are the leader of this matter! Look at you, how can there be a vice chairman of the student union!?"

"You little bastards, okay! Don't talk, right? Engage in confrontation, right? Then you just stand here with me! When did you write the review to me, when did you admit your mistakes, you go back!"

Just when Zhou Weiming and his party walked out of the office window of the Political and Education Department.

A burst of angry roar reached everyone's ears.

"Um?"

Hearing this roar, Zhou Weiming was taken aback for a moment, looked at the embarrassing little leader beside him who was making eye contact, and laughed.

"Okay, don't look at me. Go and call out the person who shouted, and ask what's going on."

...

Outside the window of the teaching office.

"Look, the poster banner of this college student film festival was cut off properly. These little bastards..."

After hearing the dean Lao Qin's report on the situation, the vice principal Wang Lucheng gritted his teeth, "Well, Principal Zhou, leave this matter to us. I promise..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Weiming waved his hand and held him back.

"No, don't worry about it. I just came to Rongchuan. When I encountered something like this, it was an opportunity to communicate with the students. What should you all do? I will do the ideological work of these students."

As he spoke, Zhou Weiming went directly into the building with his hands behind his back, regardless of everyone's astonishment and anxiety.

Yeongju Stadium.

"Mr. Li! Today, all the staff representatives from across the country in Jing'an Cemetery are here. Including our invited customers, guests and fans, the venue is full of 5,000 people! Today, it's up to you!"

Backstage, Jiang Wenhai cheered Li Shixin at the entrance of the stage with his voice open.

Seeing this guy who still didn't want to call him godfather, Li Shixin smiled faintly, tidied up his costume a little, and walked onto the stage slowly.

Wow! ! !

The moment he stood in the spotlight, cheers erupted from the scene.

Facing the cheers and applause from the audience, Li Shixin opened his arms and closed his eyes deeply.

This is my country!