Chapter 184 Call me, uncle? (The third one is Mingming's leader +3)

  Yinglin Square not far from the Linxia Desert Ancient City Film and Television Base.

  Li Shixin looked at a group of old fans who had basically mastered the rhythm with drumsticks, smiled and nodded.

  In fact, the “Wanjun Pentium Drum” exchanged from the folk art jukebox is a personal technique and does not require any accompaniment. These musical instruments in ancient China, except for ritual instruments like chimes and 竽, do not require accompaniment.

  The simplest, Erhu.

  A song of Erquan Reflecting in the Moon, you add a separate soundtrack that is not a foil, it is a mess.

  Drum is even more so.

  As long as the momentum comes out, a drum is enough.

The accompaniment is the icing on the cake.

  So the rhythm and rhythm of the auxiliary drum made by Li Shixin for a group of old fans is very simple.

  "Yes, yes, yes! You six **** men, the drumbeat is bang bang, cross, bang bang! Come on, come on!"

  Zhang Yaozhong, Liu Feng and others saw Li Shixin give a gesture and rounded the drumsticks in their hands.

  咚咚!

  Cross!

  咚咚!

"Hey! Not bad!" Li Shixin nodded in satisfaction when he heard a uniform drumbeat: "Okay, when I get on stage, you always look at my gestures. I lifted my left hand and you are on! Remember! Live now?"

   "No problem!" Old man Liu Feng smiled and raised his drumstick to signal that he understood.

  Li Shixin nodded, then looked at the other side, "You six lesbians, that's dong dong dong dong dong! Come again!"

  咚咚咚咚咚咚!

  Wu Ming led the head, struggling to quickly hit the drumhead.

   "Very good." Li Shixin was satisfied, "When I get to the stage, I will raise my right hand, and you will get up here! Remember?"

Before Wu Ming and others could answer, Zhang Yaozhong said: "Oh, Shixin, don't worry, just go to the death hammer, who can't remember? They are not the old sister Zhang and sister Qiao Hong! Zhang! Big sister, sister Qiao Hong, am I right?"

  Beside him, there was Qiao Hong and Zhang Mingrong, who had just got off the plane and joined the large group under the leadership of Chen Yiyi and Su Sansan.

  (●—●), (●—●)

  The two dementia patients heard their names and blinked together.

  Qiao Hong looked at Zhang Yaozhong carefully, "We...seem to know each other? Oh, I remember, are you the old grandson? Or the director of the Cultural Bureau, right?"

   Zhang Yaozhong's face of black question mark: "???"

  Aside, Mrs. Zhang Mingrong looked at her old sister, and tweeted: "Tsk, sister Qiao. What is your memory! His surname is Sun! Isn’t his surname Zhang? Director Zhang, I remember correctly, right?"

  Zhang Yaozhong breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in his heart that I almost asked you to change your last name.

   "Sister Zhang has a better memory."

  Hearing Zhang Yaozhong’s praise, Zhang Mingrong laughed, "That is! I still remember your son's name is Zhang Guowei."

  Aside, Zhang Yaozhong's son-in-law, Sun Guowei, looked down.

  "Auntie, my last name is Sun...I am my father's son-in-law..."

  This episode made a group of old fans amused.

  Wu Ming smiled, and took the hands of the two dementia sisters, “Okay, you two, don’t remember what his surname is, you will call her the director in the future!”

"okay."

  ,

  Qiao Hong, Zhang Mingrong: "Hello Director!"

  Looking at the two old sisters gladly accepting this suggestion, Zhang Yaozhong patted himself on the cheek.

  得、

  Don’t worry, I won’t have a last name with these two old babies in the future.

  Looking at the two dementias who had just arrived in Linxia and sold a cute in minutes, Li Shixin rubbed his temples.

  Hurry up to greet everyone to concentrate.

   "Okay, you all master the basics. Let me talk about the last part. When I raise both hands, do you know how to adjust it?"

  Faced with this question, Qiao Hong and Zhang Mingrong laughed: "Then bang bang, boast, bang bang and bang dong dong dong dong! Shixin, we both remembered!"

   "Hahaha flight,"

  Looking at a group of old fans laughing to the ground, Li Shixin smiled helplessly.

  得、

  These two can remember, and presumably other people who don’t have Alzheimer’s can also remember.

   "Then let's come together again. If this time is over, I will call the cultural festival side!"

  Li Shixin accepted the gesture and picked up his drumstick.

"okay!"

"Wait!" As everyone listened to Li Shi's signal and picked up the drumsticks to prepare for the final rehearsal, they squatted beside Qiao Hong. An Xiaoxiao, who had eaten two airplane meals, wiped his mouth and stood. Got up.

   "Hi, teacher!"

  (Ε)

  An Xiaoxiao gathered a small face into a bun, "Me! I also want to participate in the cultural festival!"

"you?"

  Li Shixin stroked the bright red cloth strips on the drumsticks, and raised his eyebrows: "The teacher has arranged it for you. You have an independent program, and you can't get along with us."

   "Huh?" An Xiaoxiao was overjoyed: "Really? Teacher, why don't you tell me, I'm ready to prepare! Teacher, do I need to practice something?"

  Looking at Xiao Nizi’s charming face, Li Shixin smiled and shook his head, “No. Your show can be simple, as long as you put on makeup, dress, and pose.”

   "Is it easy to introduce?"

  Hearing that there is such a simple show in the world, An Xiaoxiao's eyes widened.

  (*Ω)

   "Huh? Teacher, will this concave-shaped show be very tiring?"

  Li Shixin raised his eyebrows, "No, you have a place to sit. I will let your sister Xiaoying arrange it for you."

  "Teacher, you are great! Knowing my small attributes, knowing how to use it, and admiring it! Admire it!"

  (`)

  Looking at the expression of "this is so wonderful" on his own unsuspecting student, Li Shixin muttered, "It might be a little dizzy."

   "Teacher, what did you say?"

   "Oh, I didn't say anything. Come, come, everyone gets upset! Look at my gestures, go!"

  Boom boom, boast, boom boom!

  咚咚咚咚咚咚!

  ……

  After rehearsing the show with a group of old fans, Li Shixin sent the rehearsal video shot by Chen Boshi to the ancient city culture.

  The opposite is also very happy, and just said that the program is OK, there is no conflict with the existing program schedule, and I told Li Shixin that I had passed it.

   and told him to go over and rehearse again tomorrow night, and he hung up the phone politely.

  In fact, Li Shixin’s participation in this opening ceremony, whether he is himself or the organizer, looks like a mirror in his heart, as long as the big picture can live by.

  After all, the "Mobei" series is currently popular among Doushou. As long as he was an internet celebrity in the past, he could bring traffic to cultural festivals.

This is enough.

  The reason why Li Shixin dared to play with a group of old fans is to see this through.

  After the rehearsal passed, Li Shixin was relieved of the burden.

Bringing a group of old fans who are about to take the stage, I changed the costumes used in the previous filming of "Mobei", dressed up the old man as a white-haired soldier, and the old ladies came with a set of authentic Tang Dynasty court costume After that, it was completely prepared.

  The next day, everyone went to the Gucheng Cultural Company and conducted a simulation indoor rehearsal in accordance with the requirements of the cultural festival preparation team.

  This rehearsal is actually a walk through the scene, so that the guest will be familiar with the stage and camera positions.

  Li Shixin and Elder Tiantuan have no problems here.

  But the problem came after the rehearsal.

  After rehearsing with this group of old fans, when everyone walked out of the auditorium happily, a group of people met in the corridor and met with Li Shixin.

  Li Shixin looked at the action star who had been hot for the past two years, then smiled and nodded.

  The other person glanced at him, then passed by.

  However, Li Shixin walked far away, but suddenly there was a call behind him.

  The two sides passed by.

   "Oh! That old man."

  Listening to the slightly unceremonious greeting, Li Shixin stopped and turned around.

   "Boy smash, you call me uncle?"

  Looking at the action star in front of him, Xu Ge, who is said to be going to be a director recently, Li Shixin raised the corner of his mouth and pointed to his nose.

  (End of this chapter)