Chapter 380 The last leg, death concert!

  At two o'clock in the afternoon, Li Shixin, who was seeking support in his sleep, was awakened by a rapid ringing of the telephone.

   Hearing that Wu Shen on the other end of the phone secretly did not say his intentions, he said that he was asked to go to the square of the First People's Hospital of the city, saying that there was a major issue to discuss.

  After asking again and again, Wu Ming didn't say much about the doorknob of Wu Ming's mouth.

  Seeing that I couldn't ask, Li Shixin could only hang up the phone in a daze.

   Wiping off his swollen cheeks and getting up, thinking that a group of old fans must be demon again, Li Shixin reluctantly put on his clothes and went downstairs.

  The two scenes were shot early this morning. After several days of back-to-back shooting, An Xiaoxiao and Zhao Jinzhi were exhausted.

  When Li Shixin went downstairs, he saw two women, one big and one small, hugging each other sleeping on the soft and spacious sofa in the living room on the first floor.

  An Xiaoxiao rode on Zhao Jinzhi's slender thighs, Pikachu on the **** has been pushed into a pickup ball by the fleshy buttocks.

   Seeing this guy’s sleeping face, Li Shixin smiled and shook his head.

  Fearing that the two girls would catch a cold, they helped them cover the blankets to cover the spring in the garden, so they crept out the door.

  ……

  The small square in front of the People’s Hospital.

   Seeing Li Shixin get off the bus, a group of old fans immediately surrounded him.

  In the past few days, a group of old fans such as Wu Ming and Liu Feng have become familiar with the new fans who have joined the fan club.

  Firstly, it promotes the style of advanced care and backwardness. Secondly, it also feels that this group of elderly people need to be accompanied by them. In addition to the support on the set, the old fans often come to the hospital to accompany the dead fans to relieve their boredom.

   "What's wrong with this? It's mysterious on the phone, what's the great thing?"

  Seeing Wu Ming, Shi Agui and others, Li Shixin smiled and said hello, and asked first.

   "Hey!" Wu Mingle was over, and he helped Li Shixin to sit on a bench in the square, then patted Shi Agui on the shoulder, "Agui raised this matter, let Agui say it!"

   "Oh?" Li Shixin looked at Shi Agui, "Man, what a great thing? Is it possible to find the elixir?"

"Fart's elixir." Shi Agui curled his lips and patted the wine bottle in his hand. "Apart from this, how can there be any panacea in this world? We, we discussed just now that everyone can move now, thinking Give you a concert. In the last days, the big guys want to have a good time together."

Ok?

  Li Shixin raised his brows when Shi Agui said this.

  Ordinarily, there is no reason to refuse this request.

  There are a lot of stars holding concerts, but fans raise money for concerts...In recent years, I have never heard of a star that has such a high fan cohesion.

  However, things are good.

  The timing is not right.

  Currently, the songs that I release rely on the record company of Huaqi Company. In terms of distribution channels, I currently only invest in NetEase Cloud Music. Moreover, most of the songs are still in the six-month payment period, and their popularity and popularity are not very high.

  To engage in a concert, the first question is how many people will join in.

  There is also that the shooting of "The Enemy" must usher in a very high intensity in the recent period. After all, according to the wishes, I want this film to participate in the National College Student Film Festival. Now there is more than 20 days before the end of the screening. The film still has nearly 40% of the progress to be made, so I must catch up with it.

  In this way, I am afraid that I have not had much time to prepare for the concert recently.

   After a moment's mind, Li Shixin grinned and waved his hands to a group of old fans: "Let’s talk about this, I'm afraid I don’t have much time lately. Wait two months, wait until I have time..."

  He didn't finish a word, he saw the smiles on the faces of a group of death fans solidified.

   "Brother Shixin, wait two months for you to have time...we are afraid it will be gone..."

  Among a group of death fans, I don’t know who said quietly.

  噗,

   Li Shixin was happy when he heard the grieving complaint.

   is wrong!

  The old man considers you as normal fans, forgetting that you are a one-off.

  Aside, Shi Agui threw the wine bottle in his hand into the trash can and sat next to Li Shixin.

Said: "Shixin, in fact, everyone just wants to have a good time. We don’t need a lot of professional or big scenes, just like letting you take everyone to play. Let the big guys have things to do during the last period of time. Don’t choke in the hospital every day and wait for the return to the west."

  "Besides, you don't need to worry about it. Let us do all the preparations. Don't worry about the money. When that happens, you only need to lead the big guy, and you can play as you please, okay?"

  Looking at Shi Agui's "not bad money" appearance and slapped his chest, Li Shixin smiled.

   thought for a while, nodded: "Since the big guy wants to take a breath while he is still breathing, let's come!"

  Seeing Li Shixin's promise, a group of death fans came and was happy.

"Then dare to love it! Shixin, we have all thoughts about it. Let's find a bigger gymnasium, and then outsource a professional on-site team. It doesn't matter what tickets are sold, and we will promote it to the patient groups in various hospitals. There are as many people as you can come. If you have money, let's get together, and today we will call for you in the group!"

  The idea of ​​a group of old fans is good, and Li Shixin does not doubt that the group of old men and women present can provide sponsorship.

  But the current number of death fans is more than 1,000, and the family conditions of these severely ill patients are different.

  Some of them are not bad money. They live in VIP wards, and they are all picked up by luxury cars when they go to the studio. But in the death fan group, there are more people with ordinary conditions. They are all cancer patients, and the cost of treatment is already huge. Isn't it a joke to let these people use the money to organize their own concerts?

   "No." Hearing everyone talking about money, Li Shixin waved his hand: "The concert can be held, but you don't need to pay the money."

"Yo, Shixin, we heard that hosting a concert can cost a lot of money. If you can spare the time to take us with us, we will be happy enough. Let you spend more money, then we can I'm sorry!"

   "Who said I was going to spend money?" Li Shixin raised his eyebrows as he looked at the embarrassed faces of a group of death fans.

  Don’t forget, old man... there is a godson!

  ……

  In front of a group of old fans, Li Shixin called Jiang Wenhai.

  On the phone, he didn't say that he was going to hold a concert, he said he was going to have a business show. In line with the current popularity of movies serialized on the Internet, the cemetery will increase its popularity.

  In this period of time, print advertisements, film and television advertisements and three consecutive waves of advertisements have already brought considerable enthusiasm to the cemetery, and the turnover rate of the cemetery has gone up.

  As soon as I heard that Li Shixin wanted to host a business show, and it was aimed at critically ill patients in various hospitals, Jiang Wenhai agreed without even thinking about it and asked the planning side to connect with Li Shixin.

  A group of deaths saw that they were studying the matter of noon, and Li Shixin took care of it with a single call, and felt a little melancholy for a while;

   "Shixin, this cemetery company has made arrangements, what are we doing? Originally wanted to do this concert, just want something to do..."

  Seeing everyone's lost appearance, Li Shixin laughed.

   "Something is going on! The company is preparing for the venue, but the promotion is still yours. Besides, don't you want to be a monster for this concert? You can help!"

   "Assisting in acting?"

  Hearing this word, a group of old fans blinked.

   "Yes." Li Shixin patted the tree bushes falling on his lap and stood up.

Looking over a group of death fans with yellow faces and thin faces and haggard like candles, they smiled and said: "The last paragraph is now, you can't just be spectators. Now that you have all been playing, I will take you with you, and finally support it! "

"Ugh!"

   "This is good!"

  "Branch...Branch!"

   Seeing Li Shixin’s attitude, a group of death fans lighted up in the eyes.

  (End of this chapter)