Senior Superstar

The two old fans in the support club whose facial expressions and movements are gradually assimilating can be regarded as a small episode.

After everyone couldn't laugh or cry for a while, they turned their attention to the small theater Li Shixin mentioned.

There was a lot of chatter, and the big guy came up with a lot of ideas. However, Li Shixin did not agree to the matter of raising funds for sponsorship.

He is not short of money now, and it is useless to ask for money. Although running a theater is complicated and requires various conditions such as venue, stage, props, etc., he can manage everything.

Li Shixin didn't want the fans to advance money, after all, not everyone in the support club was a rich man like Mr. Liu Feng.

At that time, some people will come out and others will not, and it will not be beautiful.

However, his idea was unanimously criticized by everyone.

After bluffing for a long time, everyone preliminarily set a charter; those who have money will contribute money, and those who are powerful will contribute. With the strength of the support club, the small theater will be set up as soon as possible.

Seeing that everyone was discussing at all times, Mr. Liu Feng took a glass of drink tremblingly, stood up, "Shixin can give up his time, think for our old fans, and prove that my old man didn't watch it. Wrong person! Come on, big guy, take a bite and celebrate the success of the small theater in advance!"

"Mr. Liu is right!" As the president of the fans' support club, Wu Ming also stood up, "I suggest that we give the small theater a name for the project. Since it is for the elderly to provide What about cultural and entertainment content, how about calling it the Overwintering Project?"

"No, what's the winter plan? It's as if we are hibernating animals. Brother Shixin, as a star, will lead everyone to join us at his own expense. We have to show some energy. Why don't we just call Joyful Action Plan! Let our old bones become active in the difficult winter!"

"Well! This is good! This Yuedong plan is good!"

While everyone was discussing the scene of the small theater, a group of young people were having dinner on the other side of the small restaurant.

"Brothers, come, come, this cup is done! Next year, the loan to buy a car to go to ALS is settled like this!"

"It's settled! Damn it, let's do it! Every year I say I won't do it every year, and I'm so old in a flash. If we don't go crazy, we will be old!"

"It's settled! I'm already hungry and thirsty for my sword!"

Hearing that there was an explosion for some unknown reason, a group of old fans Kaba Kaba eyes stood up one by one.

"Come on! Old boys, let's do it! If we don't go crazy, we'll die!"

The matter of the small theater is settled like this.

The crowd was coaxed until ten o'clock before being forced to discuss and disperse by the children.

Outside the restaurant, Li Shixin watched his old fans leave one by one before stepping onto the three-legged bungee.

As soon as it was activated, I saw Zhao Jinzhi standing in front of the hotel with a smile and wearing a military overcoat.

"Oops,"

Li Shixin slapped his head, "Xiao Zhao, your car is still parked at the other side of the stadium, how do you go back?"

Zhao Jinzhi smiled and pointed at Sanbangzi, "Brother, you were the one who dragged me here. Do you also have to be responsible for sending it back to me?"

Once you drive a Maybach, you're addicted to it, right? !

Li Shixin chuckled, "But I won't go to the stadium."

Zhao Jinzhi ignored his refusal, Shi Shiran got on the back of the tricycle, looked at Li Shixin and smiled: "Then Jiuba Gongti Square. I will walk back by myself for the rest of the way."

have to!

Seeing that the person had already gotten into the car, the corner of Li Shixin's mouth twitched, and he turned off the accelerator.

The cold wind in the winter night, blowing backwards with the speed of the car, made Li Shixin's face ache, and he dared not drive fast.

Looking at the portrait of a vegetable seller in front of him and Li Shixin, Zhao Jinzhi wrapped the military coat around her body and shouted loudly: "Brother, I read the news in the fan group, your career is developing well recently?"

"Yeah!" Li Shixin grinned against the cold wind, "That's not bad? That's pretty good!"

Facing Li Shixin's bullshit, Zhao Jinzhi smiled and said loudly: "For the future, do you have any plans? I mean career. I heard that an elderly actor like you doesn't have a wide range of roles. Yes I can’t perform many plays, and I can’t get any announcements for a year.”

plan?

Hearing these two words, Li Shixin sneered.

Fuck the plan!

I am a good idol trainee, and I have already thought of a C position debut plan for myself, but Nima is working hard towards this goal with full of fighting spirit.

Plop.

Let the car get hit.

It has become what it is now.

Is this something that people can think of?

So the plan worked!

"The plan can't keep up with the rapid changes, let's count it as a day!"

Hearing Li Shixin's answer, Zhao Jinzhi nodded silently.

A cliche answer, but that's the way it is.

"By the way, little sister Zhao. You said last time that your home is not in the Rong store, and you came here for self-cultivation. How long can you stay this time?"

Zhao Jinzhi's contemplation was interrupted by Li Shixin, and she straightened her messy hair, "It was originally planned to leave the day after tomorrow."

"What is original?"

"Didn't you say that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, so you changed your mind just now?"

"."

Feeling that he was teased by the rich woman invisibly, Li Shixin grinned.

Ah.

Don't worry about it, little girl.

I know you are a rich woman.

But the old man is full of talent, so I don't want any fun!

In front of Jiuba Gongti Square.

After waving goodbye to Li Shixin, Zhao Jinzhi stood on the sidewalk.

As soon as the three jumps on the front foot disappeared at the end, the Maybach on the back foot slowly drove in front of her from the intersection.

"Zhao Dong, it's such a cold day, pay attention to your health!"

Watching the assistant trotting over with the blanket in the car, Zhao Jinzhi wrapped her body in the military overcoat, waved her hand lightly to signal that she didn't need it, and got into the car.

In the car, Zhao Jinzhi gently kicked the co-pilot's seat as he watched the street lights passing behind him one by one as the car moved.

"Director Zhao."

The assistant then turned around.

Tapping the wide armrest of the executive cockpit of the Maybach rhythmically with her fingers, Zhao Jinzhi said slowly: "You organize the information of the actor Li Shixin tomorrow. Then send it over before the company's artist signing meeting, so that they can sign this actor."

"Mr. Zhao? You haven't intervened in the matter of signing artists for several years. Mr. Meng has always been in charge of this. Do you need to say hello to the company in advance?"

"It's not your concern."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, but I'm talking too much. I'm just thinking about whether anyone will have any objections to your sudden intervention in specific business affairs. At that time."

Hearing the worry in the assistant's words, Zhao Jinzhi smiled slightly.

"Don't think about it, just send it over. I just want to see who is in favor of my decision and who is against it."