Senior Superstar

Chapter 670: Leave, and a new journey! (First, ask fo

  Chapter 670 Leaving, and a new journey! (First, ask for monthly pass for subscription!)

  Sun Liancheng’s theater.

"My husband, look ahead and take a closer look! It says that Qin Xianglian, who was thirty-two years old, filed a lawsuit against the husband. He deceived the emperor and despised the emperor, regretting that the married man was forced to the bed. He killed his wife and heirs, and forced Han Qi to die in the temple. . Press the paper on the master, Da, Tang, Shang!"

"it is good!"

  As Li Shixin, who was wearing a short-sleeved sweatshirt and practicing pants on the stage, hung a mouth on his mouth, raised a high profile to the cloud, and a group of elderly people in the theater applauded.

   Raise his throat early and harvest a mosquito-like cheer every day, Li Shixin smiled and took off his mouth.

  Looking at the date on his watch, he looked up at the morning sun in autumn.

  A dazzling effort, it has been a month since the end of the first and last Gu Mingkun Drama Awards.

  Zhao Jinzhi, who is busy with business, and Wu Ming, whose granddaughter is about to start school, have left the capital one after another, and An Xiaoxiao also returned to his hometown in Sichuan while he was fine.

  The only people left in the yard are Liu Feng's grandson, Zhang Yaozhong and Zhang Weiyu, the four big idlers, and Qiao Hong, who is himself a landlord in Beijing.

   "God father."

   Just when Li Shixin calculated that the repertory troupe's approval was still too late, whether he should return to Rongdian or Tiancheng for a rest for a while, a sweet greeting rang from the door of the courtyard.

   Seeing Mei Tatejiu and Yuan Cheng entering the gate in front and behind, Li Shixin was happy.

  Since the play "Farewell My Concubine", the boy Mei Tastejiu has been completely dished out. He has been used to seeing the opera garden every other time.

  Yuan Cheng, who has resigned and retired and is completely relieved, has become a frequent visitor to the theater these days.

  However, the two of them arrived at the door more than 8 o'clock in the morning, which was still a bit abnormal.

   "Yeah, come to my place early in the morning. What is this happy event?"

   Smiling and greeted, Li Shixin pulled two folding chairs for the two of them.

  But the two were not seated.

  "Godfather, guess what did Teacher Yuan and I bring you today?"

  Mei Tasting Wine picked up Li Shixin’s small teapot on the coffee table, looked at the new tea that had just been warmed inside, took a sip, pretending to be mysterious, and sold it.

   "Godmother?"

  噗!

  I was holding up the teapot and continuing to drink the plum tasting wine. A whale shot out several meters away.

  Drops!

  Received an additional negative cheer value of [Speechless], 122 points!

  Looking at Li Shixin with a smirk, Mei tasted wine with a grin.

"God, let's not be like this. Isn't it easy to find a wife on your terms? Just go to the blind date station, and the old lady doesn't pick it up? I'm here today, and I will bring you something. Something, you must like it."

  Mei Tasting Wine's embarrassed look made Li Shixin smile faintly, and he pointed to Mei Tasting Wine's hand that had been hidden behind her back.

  "Take it out. When you enter the door, you will see the goods hidden behind you."

"Ugh!"

  Following Li Shixin's urging, Mei tasted a wine and presented a treasure, and presented a heavy plastic bag hidden behind him.

   Seeing a few square books in the plastic bag, Li Shixin frowned.

  "Book?"

   "Yes, book! My master's book!"

  Mei tasted the wine with a slight smile, and pulled the plastic bag down.

   Seeing that the name in the author column on the envelope had been changed from "Gu Mingkun" to "Sun Zhongjing"'s "Chinese Drama Dictionary" and six or seven script works, Li Shixin smiled faintly.

  "The reprint was just released this morning, and the human art side quoted the textbooks related to these books, and the next batch of printing has also been changed."

  For this result, Li Shixin is no longer surprised.

  Gu Mingkun was liquidated, but he actually put the matter down. The greatest regret left by the original body could not be completely made up, but he did his best to solve the person who caused the regret, and this was complete for Li Shixin.

  As for the icing on the cake to restore reputation, he doesn't care much.

Seeing Li Shixin’s calmness, Yuan Cheng smiled and said, "Shixin, let me give you a message from the Cultural Office. They will not approve your application for the Hongqi Repertory Troupe. After all, because of this incident, Several old guys who have just retired have already been turned out and brushed again. The influence in the drama circle and the literary circle has been great. So their side means to deal with it as cold as possible and let this matter turn over quickly. However. It’s not that the name of the Hongqi Repertory Troupe will no longer be re-faced to the audience. The Beijing Cultural Office has received funding from the Chadou Company and plans to reorganize the original site of the Red Flag Troupe and open a Chinese Drama History Museum. In addition to the museum, there is also a red flag group sign. In this way, the teacher will be rectified."

"Oh?"

   Hearing that Cha Dou was paying for it again, Li Shixin raised his brows.

   Knowing that this 80% was Zhao Jinzhi's handwriting again, he shook his head helplessly.

  This Bogu Mingkun Foundation has undertaken it to help itself complete the revenge plan. Not to mention that Huaqi has offended many people, but it has actually spent a lot of money.

   Not to mention the funding for the establishment of the museum, it was said that he was smashed by the "National Drama Man", a good variety show turned into a revenge scene, and it did not get the expected profit.

  This favor, the owe is so big.

   Putting away his thoughts, Li Shixin smiled and nodded at Yuan Cheng.

   "Little Cheng Zi."

   Hearing this call that spanned decades came out of Li Shixin’s mouth, Yuan Cheng was taken aback.

   Immediately, his lips trembled.

"Ugh!"

  He nodded heavily.

  Noting Yuan Cheng’s excitement, Li Shixin patted him on the shoulder gently.

   "Gu Mingkun's business is up, I have to go too."

  "Uncle Master, where are you going? Our theater garden has just started, and the fans are waiting for you to come out "Farewell"!"

  "Yes, Shixin, let me stay for a while. Let me take a good look at you. You have appeared in my dreams countless times in most of my life. Let me see you who look so good."

   Facing Sun Liancheng and Yuan Cheng’s retention, Li Shixin gently shook his head.

  "Lolo is a good kid, it would be nice to have her in the theater. Peking opera always gives young people a chance. As for you"

   exhorted Sun Liancheng, and Li Shixin set his sights on Yuan Cheng.

   "I don't want to accompany you, the old fellow, me and me. But there is one person who needs you to visit frequently."

   "Who?"

  Facing Yuan Cheng’s question, Li Shixin took out the pen and paper in his pocket, wrote down the address of the cemetery where he came to the capital, and handed it over.

  "Teacher, here. If I don’t have time to come over during the holidays, the incense and paper money from his old man. But you have to honor me."

  ""

  The light and fluttering piece of paper was picked up by Yuan Cheng with the strength that seemed to be holding it up.

  Swipe, two lines of old tears slipped off his wrinkled face.

  He held Li Shixin's hands tightly.

  "Thank you, Shixin!"

  Looking at Yuan Cheng’s completely relieved old face, Li Shixin smiled.

   "The days to come, live well."

"Ok!"

  "Play a group of entertainment news below."

  At this moment, the clear and soft voice of the female anchor came out on the radio;

"News from this station: Following a series of events such as the cancellation of the signatures and copyrights of most of the works by the National High Commissioner, and the removal of honors such as the life honorary chairman of the China Arts Association and the honorary principal of Humanities and Arts, the former Dean of Guohua Gu Mingkun yesterday He died at 3:20 am. Because Babaoshan Cemetery refused to accept Gu Mingkun’s ashes, Gu Mingkun’s family made a big fuss at the funeral.”

  Listening to the radio broadcast, Li Shixin smiled and turned around.

  "The Lord Majesty looked closer, and it said that Qin Xianglian sued the court Ma Lang when she was thirty-two years old.

  He deceived the emperor, the emperor, and the man who regretted the marriage was forced to bed. He killed his wife and heirs with a conscience, and forced Han Qi to death in the temple.

  Press the paper on the master’s, Da, Tang, Shang! "

"it is good!"

  "Shixin, support the edge!"

  Behind him, several old fans laughed and cheered loudly.

"This station news; Huaqi Group, which has just completed the change of generals, recently held a press conference and will spend 5 billion to start the film and television revival strategy. It is reported that, as the main business segment of Huaqi Group, the film and television department has suffered losses for years, which has seriously affected Huaqi's share price Xiao Jingshu, the CEO who has just taken over the group’s operations, said that the film and television revival strategy will integrate the resources of the group including literature, film and television platforms, brokerage companies, and offline theaters. Industry analysts say that Huaqi has frequently reformed internal and external mergers and acquisitions in the past year. The internal and external wars have hurt their vitality. Xiao Jingzhu's move is to stimulate the group's stock price. Stabilize the confidence of shareholders."

  Li Shixin blinked as he listened to another message on the radio.

  It seems that I have to go to Shanghai.

five billion

  It’s exciting to listen!

  This is lively, why is there less old man? !

   PS: Yesterday I did a day’s script and detailed outline, and the preparations have been completed. In the past two days, I will make up for it. Ask for a wave of monthly tickets! Let's walk the duck on the edge of the new plot!

    

   

  (End of this chapter)