Chapter 983 It's Raining and Windy! (Look for a monthly pass!)

  Facts have proved that listening to the concerto after listening to "A Hundred Birds in the Phoenix" is just like watching Maria Ozawa before going back to sleep with his wife.

  Where is the person sitting, but the soul does not belong to him anymore.

  The audience who bought the tickets was okay. A group of old fans, like Mr. Liu Feng and other white prostitutes, got up and left the scene after Li Shixin took the stand.

   Only the casual audience in the venue, the Philharmonic Orchestra that was shocked by the song "Hundred Birds Chaofeng", and the "Moonlight Sonata" which was completely out of standard.

  Outside the Philharmonic Center.

   "Shixin, let's not play anymore today? I think I have just come up with this interest!"

   "Yeah. It's a pity that I didn't move the drum in, otherwise I have to let them know what the big and small kings are today."

   walked to the parking lot next to the square with his hands behind his back, watching the hired porter, with the help of Liu Feng's grandson and a few young generals, put his set of things into the car, Li Shixin laughed.

"We can't talk without counting! We have agreed to do it, and we will stop here for one performance. Then we can't play tricks, right? Although our old Li is not a gentleman, we spit a nail in one mouth, and it's a contradictory thing. Let's not do it, haha!"

  Looking at Li Shixin's triumphant face, Zhao Jinzhi couldn't help but smile.

  In this statement, every paragraph is in line with the facts.

   But grouped together, she doesn't know if others believe it or not, she doesn't believe it anyway.

  Although the toss is not light, in fact, it didn’t take long to come out today.

  It was just seven o’clock in the evening when the guys were transported back to the hotel to clean up.

  Standing at the door of the hotel, watching a group of old fans joking upstairs surrounded by the teenagers, Li Shixin, who was standing at the door, gave a slight smile.

   At this moment, a chill came behind him.

   Smelling the extremely light cedar scent mixed in the air, Li Shixin turned his head and saw Zhao Jinzhi standing there in a gray cashmere trench coat.

   "Why don't you go upstairs?"

   "Just walk around."

  Zhao Jinzhi smiled, and turned his gaze over Li Shixin to the street scene of Warsaw that was in the early stage of the Hua Deng.

   "The video and recording of the night you and Bibixi had dinner have been found."

  Hearing this, Li Shixin nodded.

   "Yesterday, Xiao Xuzi called me and said he was looking for it, but he didn't notify me. I was looking for it. It should be a ten-year-old."

   "I didn't let them announce it. I suppressed it for two days, so you have to feel wronged for two more days. Don't think too much, in order to cooperate with something else."

  Zhao Jinzhi’s explanation amused Li Shixin. Following Zhao Jinzhi’s gaze, he looked at the shadowy cars on the street, and the pedestrians walking leisurely on the Vistula embankment in the distance, he spread his hands;

   "Where do you look at me like aggrieved?"

   "I lost my fans, and I was still being grabbed and splashed with dirty water."

  Zhao Jinzhi tilted her head, and handed Li Shixin a look that "you never suffer."

"Hi."

  I couldn't bear to look at that kind of doting gaze, Li Shixin waved his hand hurriedly.

"What kind of grievance is that? This person is like the charcoal of the mutton-boiled stove; there is bone when it is half black, and the red part becomes ashes. I walked along the way, and many people who cheered me blacked me. There are more people in, I actually like this state. When I am really red someday, everyone praises me for supporting me, then I will not be far from leaving the circle completely. It's boring, red. It means that there is nothing to burn. The next step is to turn into ashes. I am so half red and half black, and I know who I am, and my own life, and I can follow my temperament. ,very good."

  Looking at the light at the entrance of the hotel, Li Shixin’s angular face was full of randomness and freedom, and Zhao Jinzhi was taken aback.

  She quickly turned away her red face and looked away.

   "Ghost letter."

   "You, believe it or not!"

  Li Shixin laughed, squeezed the set of Confucian shirts that he had taken off, and pointed to the river bank in the distance.

   "I'll go around and check if there is anything ruining customs in the grove. Are you going?"

   "Tui, nobody cares about you, I still have very important things to do."

  Looking at Zhao Jinzhi clutching the skirt of her clothes and running back to the hotel, Li Shixin smiled.

   "Little sister sent me to the landlord, and sent it to the gate hole. I just went to the gods. It was raining and windy."

   Humming lewd songs, Li Shixin carried his hands behind his back, raised his feet and walked towards the river.

  Walking a small circle along the river, it is already more than eight o'clock before returning to the hotel.

  A group of old fans tossed for a little day, and this time has already fallen asleep.

  Back to his room, Li Shixin turned on the phone habitually.

  Before he had set up the VPN to reverse the wall, he heard a whisper of system cheers in his ears!

  Drops!

  Received cheers value, 3812334 points!

  Ou Yo?

   Hearing this prompt, Li Shixin raised his eyebrows, and quickly followed the source of the cheering value and opened his Weibo.

  At this time, the comment area on Weibo is already boiling!

  Not for anything else, just because the song "Beauty Walk" in the Philharmonic Center Square and the solo "Hundred Birds Chaofeng" in the Philharmonic Center, once again on YouTube and Weibo, caused a shock!

  After a few videos, Tong's obedient tubing has almost become an outpost for domestic fans to understand Li Shixin's movements.

  Since the Berlin Film Festival, the number of followers of Xiao Nizi’s YouTube account has soared, and now it has reached more than 80 followers.

  In addition to more than 600,000 real oil pipe users, almost all of them are domestic fans who have turned the wall and waited for the news!

  As the two videos were transported back to Weibo by these circumvention gods, a group of sand sculpture netizens were completely cheered;

  "This Tang-style tune is so beautiful! Ahhhhh! The combination of the melody of the flute and the sound of the drums is absolutely perfect!"

   "The moment this tune and this dance are together, I will take the throne on the spot!"

"I always thought that Xiaoxiao was just a pendant and feeding pets with Xinye, but today's dance on the drum made me realize once again that this product will be a queen-level baby in the domestic entertainment industry in the future! This dance. If I were the emperor, would I still have a fart?!"

   "Ahhhhhhhh! It seems that I saw Cixiu and Guo Yuanzheng again! Little match high! Xinye match high!"

   "Don’t blame the faint king! With such drum music and beauties, what king can stand it? Let alone the emperor, I really don’t want to go to work when I see me early in the morning!"

"Puff! The tune of the feast is really beautiful, but what the **** is the second one?! I squatted on the toilet in the morning and saw this. I laughed and fell to my ass. Stuck in the company's toilet, what kind of colleague saw my comment and brought me some lube and rescued me out!"

  "Hello colleague in front, how about your **** is stuck in the toilet, what good is it for me to bring lube in the past? Don't send it, get stuck!"

   "The sand sculpture in front laughs me to death, what benefits can you get?"

"I looked at the comments before watching the video, and it really didn’t disappoint me. The stomach ache that was teased by your group of sand sculptures in the morning. After watching the video, it made Xinye’s song "Hundred Birds Chaofeng" in the classical concert hall. "The laughter's head is all off. I can only say that Lord Xin is domineering, this song is domineering!"

  "The foreigner listened to the expert! I immediately wanted to customize the coffin!"

  "How can Lord Xin be like this? Have you forgotten that you are still the spokesperson of Jing'an Cemetery? How can you go straight after this tune is finished? You should promote your own brand of endorsement!"

"Hahahaha. But to be honest, it’s really weird and proud to see such a piece of folk music in a top European concert hall like the Philharmonic Center! The prejudice of "Phoenix", the momentum of this song, you can enter the hall of elegance! Lord Believe, awesome!"

   "Ahhhhhhhhh! What are you doing for this year's Spring Festival Gala? I was lonely! Next year's Spring Festival Gala, please let Xinye take charge of the singing and dancing directly! If not, I don't care!"

   "Cry angrily, when will a lot of black uncles go back to China at the beginning of the Spring Festival Gala! I go to show such programs to foreigners every day. I want to watch it and I have to go over the wall and get upset!"

"Hey, Lord Xin also wants to come back. But in this situation, how do you ask him to come back? What will you do after you come back? The foreign media's matter is not clear, come back and wait to be torn by the domestic entertainment media who eat human blood steamed buns. ?"

"Fuck! When I think of this, I feel so angry! The film festival has gone bad, the Berlin festival is now over, and the awards ceremony is not about believing in the Lord, but he can't come back now. .Ugh"

  Looking at the comments of netizens, there were only sporadic black fans who popped out from time to time to find a sense of existence, but they were immediately controlled by fans in the message area. Li Shixin silently closed the phone and opened his system panel.

  How to relieve worries?

  Only crazy pumping!

  Next door.

  Zhao Jinzhi sitting on the sofa silently picked up the hotel phone and dialed a number.

  The phone rang for a long time before the other party answered it.

   "This is Leia Bibixi, who are you?"

  Hearing the rounded London English on the phone, Zhao Jinzhi curled up her mouth.

   "Hua Qi, Zhao Jinzhi."

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  (End of this chapter)