Senior Superstar

All the things for the crew have been decided, and what Li Shixin can do is basically done. The rest, such as submitting the movie script for review, crew composition, and shooting preparations, are to be implemented by Xu Ge, Zhang Shuo, Chen Antang and others. .

After working for several days, Li Shixin was finally able to relax temporarily.

In the afternoon, Li Shixin returned to his dormitory with a group of old fans who had become honorable volunteers and coaxed the children to finish their dinner.

With nothing to do, he opened his Weibo.

Previously, Li Shixin kept a relatively low profile because of the great sensation caused by the Drama Awards.

The last time I updated Weibo was before the Drama Awards.

There was no new update for a month, and the activity of Li Shixin's fans on Weibo had more or less been affected.

But when Li Shixin opened Weibo Chaochao, the comment area was still full of excitement.

Just seeing the topics discussed by sand sculpture netizens made Li Shixin feel so uncomfortable,

"The twenty-ninth day of Lord Xin's disappearance, miss Xiaoxiao."

"Boring, is there any brother from the big bird to come to relieve the boredom with two catties of seeds?"

"Those upstairs, please respect yourself, we are all decent people. I have never come into contact with movies marked with ______.______ in English and prefixed with numbers."

"A group of sand sculptures, don't fly a plane in Chaohua! Don't you know about the recent crackdown?"

"It doesn't matter, Lord Xin has disappeared anyway. With Lord Xin's temper, he hasn't shown up for so long, he must have been blocked."

"Oh, I feel the same way. Even though Gu Mingkun has fallen because of such a big commotion, too many people are involved and the impact is too great. It is estimated that Xinye, a big boss and public enemy, will not be able to hang out in the entertainment circle in the future. .”

"I don't think so. Xinye's liquidation this time is all those people from the former Hongqi Repertory Theatre. Right and wrong are all there. Don't think the entertainment industry is so dark."

"I agree with the point above. Lord Xin just made things the way they should be and punished the perpetrators. If this is wrong, if this is the reason why he was targeted, then there is no hope for this society. .”

"+1, Lord Xin doesn't show up like this, I feel more like this old man wants to be quiet and quiet. After all, the anger that has been suppressed for a lifetime has come out. The big revenge has been avenged, and there is no need to toss as much as before. I guess Lord Xin Now, I'm already preparing to enjoy my old age. After all, the works that I released before have earned me a lot of money. I have money and time, and my heart is already tied up. If I don't want to take care of my old age, why bother in the entertainment industry? "

"Don't just guess at the sand sculptures here, it doesn't matter whether it's Xinye being banned, or Xinye quitting voluntarily. It's been more than a month since the old man didn't show up. I guess it will be difficult to see him in the future. As an example from "Mobei The Steel Guardians who came over from the "era" era, Chaohua and Weibo will not be closed. Xinye has not been treated for stroke before, and it is estimated that there is not much time left. In case the old man has no news at all one day, he probably just went Don't take off your fans, everyone, if you have a chance, go to the old man's grave online together."

God Nima online grave ah you group of sand sculptures!

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Seeing that his fans had already sentenced him to death online, and even the online memorial service and funeral arrangements were clearly arranged for him, Li Shixin was so angry that his beard exploded!

But just when he was about to go online and surprise this group of netizens with too much imagination and brain power, a wave of Amway in Chaohua caught his attention;

"I've been following Master Xin for a year now. This old man has always produced so many works, and even if he doesn't produce his works, he can always make a fuss. Now that Master Xin has disappeared all of a sudden, I feel so bored."

"Boring +1, do you have any recommendations for entertainment?"

"Please don't mention it, I've been back to online articles in this month's spare time. Qidian Chinese website has an "Aged Superstar", which is quite interesting. Friends who are really bored can go to Kangkang, but let's talk about it first. The author of this book is so fucking cheap. Relying on his own good writing, he often breaks chapters and mocks the reader. People who read it want to throw this thing into the dog cage, and then stuff a few into it and feed it the love potion Tibetan Mastiff!"

"Watch Mao's web articles and web articles, and watch the live broadcast with my brother! Recently, the fight has made my sister one day, and I am very strong! It is a pity that the voice control party does not pay attention!"

"What angel sister? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Sand sculpture! This young lady is very popular these days! You can search the Internet casually, and the audio of young lady telling bedtime stories is so explosive! I don't listen to it every night, and I can't sleep at all."

"So amazing? Ask for the name of the host's studio!"

"@中山免费院, this. But Miss Sister hasn't shown up for several days."

Vomit?

Li Shixin frowned when he saw that his group of fans in the comment area actually talked about "Sister Angel".

Is this a coincidence?

After going around and around, you little leeks finally fell into the hands of the old man!

According to the instructions of netizens, Li Shixin opened the webpage, searched casually, and widened his eyes.

He didn't expect that the live broadcast content of telling bedtime stories to children had already blossomed on the Internet!

A random search, various video platforms and short video platforms, a large number of porter accounts are already spreading videos about Sister Angel.

Seeing this, Li Shixin frowned.

He got up and left the dormitory, and came to Zhong Nan's room.

After the kids had dinner, there was an hour and a half of TV time.

The children who had been making a fuss all day watched cartoons, and the nurses ushered in the most relaxing time of the day.

When Li Shixin walked to Zhong Nan's room, several nurse girls were sitting and chatting together.

And the content of the chat still couldn't get away from the "ghost mother" incident that happened in the orphanage that night a few days ago.

"Nan Nan, are you on duty again tonight?"

"Um."

"Well, why don't you try, turn on the live broadcast on the mobile phone, and put it in the children's room?"

"What are you doing? It's so scary. I, I don't dare. At night, if I really watch someone telling stories to children in the live broadcast room, I am on duty here, so I can't be scared?"

"Cough cough."

Hearing Zhong Nan's livid face, Li Shixin coughed lightly while suppressing a smile.

"Uncle Li."

Seeing Li Shixin at the door, several nurses immediately stopped talking about supernatural events.

"Xiao Nan, I'll be on duty for you tonight."

"Ah, huh?"

Faced with Li Shixin's initiative to invite Ying, Zhong Nan was taken aback. And beside her, the little girls who were jumping back and forth between fear and gossip were the moment of joy!

"Nan Nan, huh?"

Facing his companion's joyful eyebrows, Zhong Nan bit his lips, "Uncle Li, this... you really can?"

"Hey, isn't it just watching the children sleep. What's the matter? You can sleep as long as you want at night, I'm fine."

Seeing Li Shixin's determination, Zhong Nan nodded hesitantly.

"Okay. Then I'll clean up and I'll prepare a bed for you. If you're sleepy in the middle of the night, you can rest and have better ears."

Noticing that Zhong Nan got up and went to the children's dormitory tightly holding his mobile phone, Li Shixin smiled secretly.

After half an hour.

Seeing that the official account of the Dou Zhongshan Welfare Institute has opened a live broadcast, but the screen is dark, Li Shixin chuckled.

Twenty Lang's little girl is still young after all.

Hmm. I am tender in thought.

"Uncle Li, I, I have packed up. I will live in the mail room on the first floor tonight. If you need anything, just call me."

Hearing a knock on the door and Zhong Nan's stumbling instructions, Li Shixin opened the door with a smile.

After making a no-problem gesture to Zhong Nan, Li Shixin walked into the children's dormitory slowly, locked the door behind him, opened his mobile phone, and entered the live broadcast room of the Zhongshan Welfare Institute as a tourist.

At this time, after a few days later, the live broadcast room of the welfare home was opened again in the evening, and the barrage had already exploded!

"Sister Angel, will Sister Angel broadcast a bedtime story tonight?!"

"Kneel and beg the fairy sister to tell a story!"

"I've listened to the recording of "Peter Pan" dozens of times before, and I'm almost memorizing it now! Begging for a new story!"

Casually glanced at the buzzing barrage, Li Shixin curled up his lips, and sat down on a small bed by the door that Zhong Nan had packed for him.

Noticing a mobile phone connected to a charger in the crevice of the bed, he smiled secretly.

This time, he didn't use a voice changer.

Instead, he turned off the lights in the room.

As the lights went out, the children who were fighting stopped briefly.

"Children, go back to your bed and lie down, and mother will tell you a story."

Taking advantage of this time, Li Shixin opened his mouth.

And as his gentle and sweet voice sounded, the live broadcast room completely boiled up!