Chapter 235 Old Zhangtou makes a big fuss in the small theater! (Double ask for monthly pass!)

  Early the next morning.

  After Li Shixin got up, he cleaned himself up neatly.

  According to Chen Antang’s arrangement, today I am going to the Radio and Television Building to meet with the Provincial Taiwan Spring Festival Gala program group to arrange the performance.

  Although he sang his own song, since it was the Spring Festival Gala stage, Li Shixin couldn't decide what kind of performance he needed.

   needs the arrangement of the program group.

  At around nine o'clock, Li Shixin had eaten breakfast and was sitting on the sofa with his cell phone while waiting for Chen Antang to call, his cell phone rang.

  But the call was not from Chen Antang—but from Wu Ming.

   "Hello? Xiao Wu, what's the matter when I get up this morning?"

   "Shixin, you asked the old Poppy in the square to join our fan club yesterday?"

   Listening to Wu Ming’s aggressive questioning, Li Shixin was taken aback: "Yes, what's the matter?"

   "How can you cram people into the fan club casually!"

  On the other end of the phone, Wu Ming complained loudly and hung up.

  Before hanging up, Li Shixin frowned as he heard the noise on the phone.

  Is it possible... Yesterday, the old Zhang head went to the small theater and made a moth?

  Li Shixin wanted to call Wu Ming again to ask in detail, but he didn't think about it, and he didn't know whether it was Wu Ming who was angry, or something happened there, but he didn't answer it.

  Listening to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, Li Shi was murmured in confidence.

   Seeing that Chen Antang’s side was silent, he simply put on his coat, took a taxi downstairs, and ran towards the children's center.

  ……

  When he arrived at the place, he paid for the car. As soon as Li Shixin got out of the car and entered the gate of the children's and children's center, he heard a noise coming from the other side of his small theater.

   "Why not let me join the regiment? Ah? If you dare to be the head of the regiment, you have the right to live and kill, right?"

"Why not let you join the group, you know in your heart! Where is this? This is the personal fan club of Brother Shixin! There are no restrictions on age and gender for joining, but there is only one prerequisite-it must be to like the world. Fans of the letter, we are like-minded people, so we only accept it! What are your thoughts, thinking that my old lady doesn’t know? I told you, it’s just your impure motives and you want to come in to find your wife, my old lady Jiner I really won't accept it!"

   Hearing Wu Ming and Zhang Weiyu arguing tit-for-tat, Li Shixin patted his forehead fiercely.

  Madan!

   Yesterday, I also had a brain fever. I knew that Wu Ming didn’t rub the sand in his eyes, and this old Zhang head rushed to find his wife. It must be that the two of them collided together and staged a spark hitting the earth!

   Thinking of this, he strode in quickly.

  Unexpectedly, just after the moment he regretted, the situation in the small theater has changed drastically!

   Seeing Wu Ming sticking in his waist, not letting himself join the fan group, the bad-tempered and impatient old Zhang head can't do it.

   Rolled up his sleeves and patted the table. Even if a group of old fans are around in the fan club, they are all against the world, but which one is good?

   Seeing the other side to cross the line, is that okay?

  A group of good health, such as Zhang Yaozhong and the group, directly surrounded them, and tore apart the two old brothers that Zhang Weiyu had brought.

   "What are you doing!"

  When he entered the door and saw this scene, Li Shi was frightened.

  Wow,

  The trouble of Yaozi is on the site of Laozi!

  Why is this?

   Seeing a group of old fans face each other three people down, Li Shixin three steps and two steps forward. A capture grabbed the arm of the old Zhang's head. Unexpectedly, the opponent seemed to have practiced anti-subduing skills. The right arm was captured and the arm shook, and the left hand subconsciously grabbed Li Shixin's arm, a beautiful reaction. The grappling shook out!

  With only one move, the limbs and arms crossed together and twisted into a twist.

  As soon as the confrontation, it evolved from fighting skills to wrestling.

   Seeing this posture, Li Shixin and Zhang Weiyu who were facing him were taken aback.

  Nothing else-the two people's tricks are almost the same.

  As if carved out of a mold.

  This kind of capture technique was inherited by Li Shixin from the old man’s memory in southern Xinjiang. It belongs to the popular grappling and fighting techniques in the military and police circles around the 1980s.

  Li Shixin thought that the other party was a troubled old Poppy, but seeing the tricks that seemed to be from the same clan at the moment, he felt that the identity of the other party might not be simple.

  Looking at the doubt in each other's eyes, Li Shixin and Zhang Weiyu released their hands almost at the same time.

   Just now, the two of them suppressed a group of elderly people around.

  In the silence, Li Shixin rubbed his stubborn arm and waved his hand to Wu Ming who was surrounding him, and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

   "This old man is playing a hooligan!"

"Fart! You are a hooligan!" When the old Zhang head heard the word hooligan, he was angry. He pointed his finger at Li Shixin and said angrily: "He asked me to come over yesterday! Now that someone else has arrived, you can ask him how he responded. thing!"

  "Shixin, he..."

Seeing Wu Ming's anger on his face, he was about to sue. Li Shixin, who had already understood that the pot must be his back, waved his hand quickly, then glanced at the angrily old Zhang's head and raised his chin, "You come with me." , Let's talk."

"Humph!"

   Seeing that Li Shixin had acquiesced to his statement, Old Zhang snorted heavily to Wu Ming, dragged his stumped leg, limped on crutches, and followed Li Shixin to the backstage dressing room and office.

   "Sit down."

   Entering the backstage room, Li Shixin pulled a chair and placed it in front of Old Zhang's head, and he sat on the opposite side with Da Ma Jindao.

  After Zhang Weiyu took his seat, he re-looked at the old stubborn head in front of him.

  Look at it, his age should be younger than himself. That is to say, the appearance is less than 60, and the mentality is also good. Although one leg seems to be hanging on the body, the upper body of the person looks quite sturdy.

  Especially that pair of arms, Li Shixin clearly felt that when he had the move just now, it should have been exercised all the year round when he was young, and every muscle was strong.

  A good pair of unicorn arms!

   "Man, have been a soldier?"

   Facing Li Shixin's almost, the old man opened his head and lips squirmed, and his neck stalked: "Interpol!"

Oh,

  Li Shixin nodded deeply—the previous capture and fighting military police did not separate their families. This skill makes sense.

   "Good skill." Li Shixin praised sincerely.

   "You are not bad either!"

   Facing the praise, the old Zhangtou’s attitude did not ease, but wrinkled his nose, with a stubborn look on his face;

  "But that means I won’t be here now. If you put it ten years ago, you wouldn’t be my opponent with a foundation like you! Seeing that you are a troop training for this capture.

  It’s not that I look down on you. Those of you who are soldiers always feel that you don’t get close to people, and you speak with marksmanship. The grappling training is something to deal with. Just now, if I was a desperado who had something to do with me, your arm would be taken off! "

  Looking at the other person's face of reluctance, Li Shixin was happy.

  He knew that the other party was telling the truth.

  In a confrontation just now, there was a tie on the face, and no one could control anyone. But in fact, Li Shixin took advantage of the stability of the bottom plate and the big wrist strength.

  Otherwise, the opponent made a reverse grappling just now, I am afraid that he has already fallen on the ground.

  But Li Shixin is not a martial idiot, and he has no intention of arguing with Old Zhang.

   Confirmed the identity of the other party, and felt that the other party was unlikely to come here to play a rogue. Li Shixin took a breath and looked at Zhang Weiyu.

   "Man, can we not mention that year? Now that we are the two of us, let's open up and talk about it. What the **** is it for?"

  (End of this chapter)