Senior Superstar

  Chapter 1201 This time, the old man doesn’t confuse the little meat!

  Weibo.

  As Li Shixin complained about the Spring Festival Gala, the dynamic comment area instantly exploded.

   "Fuck, Xinye, you really dare to say it!"

   "Spring Festival Gala Director: Then I go?"

"Upstairs, please tell him not to go! Run, run faster. The brains of Lao Tzu who watched this horse riding party are big. The Spring Festival Gala 20 years ago was mixed with sand in gold, and the Spring Festival Gala 10 years ago was The sand is mixed with gold. This year's is great, it's the **** **** mixed with sand! Nyma, smelly and toothy!"

"Actually, there is no resistance to traffic stars. The image and business capabilities of these traffic stars on the Spring Festival Gala are also quite good, and there is no black material. But this time the party exposed too much to the traffic stars. It feels like. It's a bit crooked."

"Let professional people do professional things. You said that the director wants to rely on traffic stars to satisfy young friends and some mother fans. I have no objection, but are they the material for Nima to let traffic stars perform sketches? The Spring Festival Gala is enough for traffic and ratings."

   "I wonder if what Xin Ye said is nothing wrong, the traffic star acting as a skit is really more terrifying than a thriller!"

   "Hahahaha, this year's Spring Festival Gala is really not good. But the old man, you are obviously rubbing traffic! It is open for business on New Year's Eve, and it really is a dedicated old Beibi."

   "Puff, New Year's Eve business is okay, so in response to the desire to survive, I will consider giving him a movie ticket tomorrow as a new year's money."

   "The one in front is a little more sober! Hey! This old guy will be sixty-nine next year, he's a hairy year? The coffin board is almost the same!"

  噗!

  Seeing the comments of a group of sand sculpture netizens, Li Shixin did not swallow a sip of tea and sprayed the coffee table.

  Shentemo presses the coffin board.

  The old man is already twenty-eight, twenty-eight!

  As for what to do with traffic, the old man really doesn’t talk to you.

  As for rubbing traffic.

  This traffic. It’s just there. What's wrong with the old man not going in?

   Seeing Li Shixin's strange expression, Zhao Jinzhi on the sofa frowned.

   "You won't go to Weibo to do things again, do you?"

   "No, what do I do when I celebrate the New Year."

   Hearing his answer, Zhao Jinzhi suspiciously took out her mobile phone and opened Weibo. Seeing Li Shixin’s latest developments, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

  Know that you old fellow will not live in peace!

   "You, you can't stop and stop. It's only two days after returning to China, don't cause any trouble again."

"Hi,"

  Faced with Zhao Jinzhi’s complaint, Li Shixin put away his mobile phone.

   "What can be wrong, I just vomit and promote the movie by the way. Besides, there are people scolding every Spring Festival Gala. Since there are people on the left and right, why can't I vomit?"

  "."

  Li Shixin looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water. After Zhao Jinzhi looked down at the phone, he sighed quietly.

   "Can the audience complain about the same thing as you complain about? You, take a look at your Weibo. Someone is already dissatisfied with you."

  Oh roar?

  History quickly turned on the phone and saw the latest message in the comment area, he grinned.

  In the comment area at this time, some discordant voices have begun to spring up like bamboo shoots after a rain.

   "Damn! It's this stinky old man who has nothing to do with the heat! What happened to our idols on the Spring Festival Gala? What happened to the sketches? Who stipulates that traffic stars can't perform sketches?!"

   "The director of the Spring Festival Gala didn't say anything, which green onion are you?"

   "If you can't eat grapes, it means grapes are sour? You are so awesome, why don't you invite you to this year's Spring Festival Gala!"

   "Ha ha ha, didn't this old man go abroad to develop. Why come here to find a sense of existence again after the New Year?"

   "I didn't want to lose my temper, but those who slander our idol will die! For those who are celebrating the New Year, I don't want to say unlucky words, so I simply wish you to eat dumplings and eat coins and lose your teeth!"

Looking at the sprays that quickly popped up in the comment area, as well as the iron guardians who were about to transform in an instant, when they saw that there were brain fans coming over to make trouble, the two sides worked together to turn the comment area into a hot battlefield. Li Shixin hurriedly looked at Zhao Jinzhi beside him.

  In the other's white eyes, he turned his back.

  Thinking about it, edited a post again and sent it out.

   "I saw that the dynamics just now caused some dissatisfaction, so I feel it is necessary to explain;

  The remark just now was not aimed at traffic stars. In fact, some of the idol artists who will be on stage tonight, such as Baicha and Yixing, I have dealt with before. I don't have any prejudice against the professional abilities and character of these artists.

  The reason why I said that just now is because I am a spectator who has watched the Spring Festival Gala for decades.

  For the Spring Festival Gala show, it is good to keep pace with the times and attract more young artists on the Spring Festival Gala stage. But don't think that Xiao Xian Rou, Xiao Teng Ya will be on the CCTV Spring Festival Gala this year. People make the best use of their talents, and professional things should be done by professionals.

  It can be seen that CCTV has enabled such traffic stars to ensure the ratings.

  But the Spring Festival Gala is a kind of sentiment for more people. It turns the Spring Festival Gala that accompanies generations of people into a special show for traffic, and the ratings may have gone up.

  The significance of the Spring Festival Gala, is it just ratings?

  Although he is about to be sixty-nine years old, the old man is still in a comfortable age. More than sixty years of life experience has made me realize that this world is not perfect.

Take the New Year’s event as an example; your family should use the method of marrying on New Year’s Eve and asking about your income to drive you crazy. Dumplings filled with coins will always leak into the pot, and the bear children will put them downstairs The **** of the fireworks will always collapse to the glass at home, the Spring Festival Gala will never be as exciting as last year, and the New Year's Eve money received will never meet expectations.

But while we endure these imperfections, we also know that the family’s urging of marriage is to see you and their eyes of happiness. The coin will be missed because the mother specially wrapped the dumpling with a lot of stuffing so that it can be used by children. At a glance, the fireworks **** collapsed on the glass because the children downstairs had been happily forgetting about it, and the New Year's Eve never met expectations because we had too many desires to be fulfilled.

  All of this is imperfect, neither lazy nor perfunctory. "

  Weibo.

  With the latest updates of Li Shixin, the scolding war that had just ignited in the comment area suddenly ended as if it had been enchanted.

  Comment area.

   After a while of silence, it boiled completely!

   "Xin Ye said well!"

   "As expected of my old idol, it is clear and clear to explain the truth that I didn't follow."

   "Emmm was originally going to come over and curse, but what the old man said seems to be correct. In fact, I also think that my idol drama is a bit nondescript, it's quite awkward."

   "Yes, the sketch is not suitable for our idol at all. She is easy to provoke as long as she is beautiful, and being funny is not her talent at all."

   "I'm sure. This is the pot of the director of the Spring Festival Gala!"

  Drops!

  Received cheers value, 3712129 points!

  With the likes of countless netizens in the comment area, Li Shixin's ears rang with a clear soft whistle.

at the same time.

  Huhai backstage on the Spring Festival Gala.

  ""Lie Ren Xing" is over, come on the host!"

   "Xiao An has worked hard!"

   "Little hard work!"

  In the midst of greetings, An Xiaoxiao, wearing a Tang-style skirt and a full set of gorgeous headdresses, walked out of the backstage in a coat.

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   "Eh heh heh, the teacher must still be silent in this wonderful performance at this time!"

  With a big smile on his face, An Xiaoxiao took out his mobile phone from the pocket of his coat and opened Weibo.

  Next second.

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   Watching Li Shixin's two consecutive angers on Weibo during this Spring Festival Gala, An Xiao's expression froze.

"It’s been hard work, I just praised your show in the newsletter. The director said that you are the most outstanding in the dance show. Let us convey that you are waiting to arrive after the third year of junior high. The capital is going to the celebration party."

   "What a trivial matter! It's late and the little girl is hungry, so I won’t be with you!"

  Xiu─=≡┏|*Д|┛

   "Hey you. Costume and headwear"

   Seeing an afterimage disappearing in front of her, the scene choreographer gagged his mouth like a goldfish.

  (End of this chapter)