Senior Superstar

  Chapter 120 We all grew up eating cute! (Congratulations to the leader!)

After the screen, Li Shixin and An Xiaoxiao were confused as they watched the inscriptions on stage.

   "Mr. Li, you are finished."

  An’s small brain circuit ran for a long time, and suddenly came this sentence: "The master is coming to the door! Hurry, I will be in front, you run through the back door!"

   Pushing An Xiaoxiao's head in front of the curtain, Li Shixin sighed, "Little Xiao."

"what?"

   "Do you know how to appear to be particularly smart?"

  ! ! (○｀Д): "Is this smart thing still visible?"

"can."

  (‵): "Teacher, teacher, hurry up, teach me!"

  Looking at An Xiaoxiao’s face full of thirst for knowledge, Li Shixin smiled slightly: “Shut your mouth and smile faintly.”

  (): "Is that a smile like this?"

  "The focus is on the first sentence."

"Oh!"

  （○｀○）

  Looking at An Xiaoxiao, who became a lot smarter because of not speaking, Li Shixin observed the reaction of the audience again, and then gently closed the curtain.

  Zuo Siyou didn't think about why Jin Wenqi suddenly came to the scene, he simply took An Xiaoxiao back to the backstage.

  The play "Only You" was staged in the Cultural Square. Although Zhang Yaozhong was running, it was the decision of the Cultural Affairs Bureau after all. According to the normal stage process, after the performance, there will be some speeches by the leaders of the Cultural Bureau on strengthening the construction of spiritual civilization.

  The unexpected arrival of Jin Qiwen disrupted the original rhythm of the curtain call.

  But after all, it’s in Rongdian. The celebrity is not a rare species. Although the host is excited, he did not forget the big head. Only after singing Jin Wenqi, she was invited to take a group photo with the leaders.

  After finishing the response, Jin Wenqi asked Li Shixin where he was, and went straight to the backstage with a few people from Huaqi Company.

  Under the stage.

  Although there are famous singers on stage to sing, the audience at this moment is still silent in the emotions brought to them by the drama.

  In the first row, the leaders of the Cultural Affairs Bureau have gathered around Zhang Yaozhong.

"Lao Zhang! Thank you for running these days and putting this play on this stage. This is a very meaningful attempt for our Cultural Square Theatre. We will excavate outstanding folk drama works for them. Propagation and incubation not only completes these excellent works and teams, but also raises the level of content for our Cultural Square! This is very meaningful!"

  Director Song was already crying, shaking Zhang Yaozhong's hand vigorously.

   Several other leaders and retired veteran cadres naturally blew up a genuine rainbow fart around Zhang Yaozhong.

  Looking at a group of old subordinates, and the new leader surrounded him again, Zhang Yaozhong couldn't help but straighten up eight degrees. The whole person assumes the tactical reclining posture, the swelling on his face will soon be unable to cover it, but his mouth is full of modesty.

"Where and where, if we want to complete these excellent works and teams, it is our current cultural system that is enlightened and Zhao Ju has done a good job after taking office. I am here, that is, I will give full play to the remaining heat in my later years. For our spiritual civilization in Chengdu. The responsibility of strengthening and consolidating is still your current team!"

"And if you want to thank you, you guys, you have to thank Mrs. Li, the performer and creator of this play! Today's play really surprises me more than when it was first performed! More specifically, I will Speak slowly to you!"

  Political correctness, without a trace of credit for himself, completely removed himself from the incident, as if he had done nothing, but it made people unable to ignore his high-level speech, and once again let a group of young people around know what level is.

  Even the new leader, Zhao Fanshan, couldn’t help but stepped forward and held Zhang Yaozhong’s hand tightly, “The old leader is humble. With your pattern, I have to study hard!”

  In the second row, a group of Li Shixin’s old fans have cried into peaches.

  Old man Liu Feng was always in tears, and his voice trembled while being helped by his grandson: "Shixin is not good, it's always so neat, this tears flowed in a handful of hands, I am not blind with cataracts?"

   Hearing this, Wu Ming rolled his eyes: "Then you don't come tomorrow."

When the old man heard this, he waved the fan commemorative walking stick in his hand with anger: "It can be done if you don't come! You Shixin hopes that I may be blind to eighty-five. If there is no Shixin hope, I am afraid I will be unable to make it through. Eighty-four! Two powers benefit each other, whichever is more important, do you understand? If you can't see Shixin acting, my grandson, what is the tone of your song?"

   "Which one?"

   "Don't be awkward with that song!"

   "Oh, I want~ What's the use of this iron rod ong"

   "Yes! I can't see Shixin, I want ~ What's the use of this old eye ong"

  Beside him, Qiao Hong held an apple in her hand, rubbed her nose with her sleeve, and said with red eyes, "Although it is the first time I have watched it, this drama always feels familiar."

  Aside, Mrs. Zhang Mingrong grinned: "Sister Qiao Hong, we just watched it the other day, why did you forget?"

  Qiao Hong: "Are you the two of us who know each other?"

  Wu Ming: "Hi! Sister Qiao Hong, didn’t you just say hello before the opening, saying you can’t forget it tonight? Your memory is not enough to catch up with the old sister Zhang!"

   Zhang Mingrong: "I am in the middle and late stages of Alzheimer's. I am definitely better than her! Are you nonsense? By the way, who are you?"

  Wu Ming: "Let’s talk about Shixin,"

  Qiao Hong, Zhang Mingrong: "Shixin performed really well today!"

  (Ω), (ω),

  Looking at the two older sisters whose expressions gradually assimilated, Wu Ming slapped his lips.

  Success, just have this consensus.

  Behind a group of old fans.

  The group of bear children who were forced by Chen Boshi to use despicable means are almost crying.

  Su Sansan held her father's neck tightly at this time, crying: "Dad! Dad! I don't want to marry anymore, I will stay by your side forever!"

  Papa Su was panting, with tears on his face. Tonight, he originally had a liquor bureau. But she couldn't stand her daughter's dozens of phone calls, so she drove back from Amagi to accompany her daughter to watch the drama.

  Before the opening, Dad Su was still upset-the wine game tonight is about whether the company's hundreds of thousands of projects can be implemented.

  Now, after watching the whole drama, Su's father turned off the phone directly.

  He decided that even if the company becomes pornographic tonight, he will definitely not answer the phone!

He tightly held Su Sansan in his arms, "Girlfriend. I'm sorry, my dad just complained about your waywardness and ignorance. Unexpectedly, you are so well-intentioned! In this way, express your heart to dad with dad. Love. Sansan, Dad will go home every night from now on to accompany you and your mother!"

   Chen Boshi on the side wiped the tears from his face, and glanced at President Su.

  (﹁“﹁))))

  God is very well-intentioned.

  Sure enough, excessive brain supplementation is a genetic disease.

On the other side, Chen Yiyi was already crying like a twist, lying on his father Chen’s shoulder: "Dad! I Chen Yiyi swears to the heavens, if you get Alzheimer's, I will definitely not beat you or scold you or show you a bad face. Oh dad! I promise to take care of you happily in your old age, and smile when you leave!"

  Father Chen's face twitched, and after thinking for a long time, he removed the pliers that had been placed in his daughter's thigh to scare his hands away. Instead, he hugged the daughter in his arms and said with a crying voice: "Now there are so many people, I will pack you when I go home."

  The mother Chen on the side watched her daughter's little cotton jacket sticking to her husband's body, and couldn't help eating. Sorrowfully said: "Old Chen, let's get a few more while we are still young. Don't you always want a son?"

  Listening to Chen Yiyi's mother's make-up, and thinking of Chen Yiyi's situation at home, Chen Boshi shook his head and sighed.

  (ー△ー;)

  I'm sure, low EQ is also a genetic disease.

  Aside, a man in his forties was holding his glasses, watching a group of children around him crying, his face was gratified.

   Seeing the children accompanied by their parents, Chen Boshi was alone in human form, and couldn’t help but leaned forward: "Children, did you come by yourself?"

   confirmed that the look in his eyes was an unknown stranger, Chen Boshi curled his mouth: "No. I came with my grandma."

   "What about your grandma?"

   "Here, I'm playing with her old buddy ahead of time. I don't have time to talk to me."

   "Oh good boy. Boy, are you classmates?"

"Correct."

   "Which school?"

  Faced with this question, Chen Boshi frowned and did not answer. Instead, he took another look at the middle-aged uncle. Pointed to the southeast of the drama hall.

＼(;￢_￢): "Uncle, before you continue to inquire about the fairy’s personal information, I want to remind you. If it is a human trafficker, the nearest police station is only three minutes away from here. If it’s unruly, look. If this fairy who is under sixteen is cute, you know it in three years, right?"

  What kind of kid is this! ?

  Safety awareness is so strong!

  (.;:Benefit:;.)

  Looking at Chen Boshi’s vigilant little eyes, the middle-aged man hurriedly waved his hand and explained: “Don’t get me wrong, I’m the vice principal of No. 3 Middle School, Lu Jianming. Here, this is my business card.”

  Getting the business card and reading it carefully, Chen Boshi was relieved, got up and bowed: "Hello, Principal Lu! We are from Class Two of the First Middle School, and I am the monitor of Chen Boshi."

   "Chen Boshi?"

  Thinking about the name for a long time, Lu Jianming remembered it!

   "Oh! You were the student who was the number one student in both the Olympic Mathematics and Chinese Composition Contest last year? Have you heard of it! Fortunately, my boy! You came to watch the drama today, did you spontaneously?"

"It can't be said to be spontaneous. Our No. 1 Middle School has always attached great importance to the cultivation of students' spiritual civilization. Similar to this kind of extracurricular cultural and cultural absorption, we have been doing it spontaneously under the guidance of the school. Why? Didn't your third middle school? "

  "Um"

   Faced with the question of Chen Boshi's child touching the soul, Principal Lu's face blushed.

  Sad! I'm depreesed!

  Look at the kids in other schools!

  Study scores are just against the sky, even these corners and corners are so good!

  Look at the kids in my school again

  Oh, don’t talk about it!

  It’s indisputable to anger, it is indisputable to hate it!

Principal Lu, who was determined to kill, said with a twisted face, "This, this is actually the three of us doing. But after today's drama, I saw the bridge between your class students and their parents Emotion, I think the Third Middle School will step up its efforts in filial piety and moral education in the future!"

   Secretly biting his posterior molars, Principal Lu is already studying the grand plan of fifty articles in the next semester.

  What else can I wash my mother’s feet, rub my father’s back, scratch my grandma, and cut the toe cover for my grandpa?

  ＼＼\\(`д) // //

  Give him everything that can be done!

   "Oh." Chen Boshi nodded and raised his brows: "Then you can learn from our principal."

   "It must be certain, there is a chance."

  Looking at the embarrassment on Lu's face, Chen Boshi smiled, and the pony tails flicked slightly.

  (Ω)

   "Today is a great opportunity! I will call our principal now and ask him to come over. I'll be a treat and have a milk tea together for a while."

  Looking at Chen Boshi who took out his mobile phone and dialed directly, Principal Lu was already separated from each other-why don't I have such a student!

   "Heh, hehe. How can you make a treat for a little kid, I invite me to please."

  Aside.

  A young man with thick glasses threw the last piece of tissue on his nose.

  噗!

  As two clear noses came out, he choked violently again. Regardless of wiping off the nose on his hands, he took out the notebook in his bag and unscrewed the pen.

  In the past three years, the most useless drama-"You are the only one I can't forget" review.

  Swipe, two vigorous lines in the notebook, forming a huge title!

  　PS: Two chapters in one, double cuteness is offered, not adding more is better than adding more. Thank you [Too Niubi] for the rewards of the leader, okay! (づ￣3￣)づ

  (End of this chapter)