Senior Superstar

  Chapter 1245 Hanhe Shisheng Yun Ru Meigui and cool

   Hearing that the village cadres called the old man "Zhao Amei", Li Shixin was as surprised and puzzled as the village cadres.

   "Grandma, what is going on?"

   Frowning, Li Shixin looked at the old man.

   Watched by everyone in the yard, the old man seemed a little nervous. Faced with Li Shixin's question, her already trembling hands were shaking even more.

  Half of the tea left in the tea bowl, as she trembled, almost all of it spilled out.

   scene, deadlocked.

   "Director Li. We can't be. Were you slapped?"

  Seeing this scene, the photographer Xiao Fang, who returned to China with Li Shixin, murmured.

   "Brother Xu said that you were too impulsive. After receiving the letter, he stopped shooting and ran back regardless of the letter. If this is false, we will lose a lot."

  Alongside, a sound engineer also echoed.

  Being a little upset by everyone's babble, Li Shixin waved his hand.

   motioned everyone to silence. Seeing that the old man seemed to have no meaning to explain, he walked up to several village officials.

   "How many people, what is the situation?"

"We don't know this! Just now, the post's Xiaocheng told us that you have come to our side. We thought you were here to take the shot. As a result, Mr. Li said just now what letter you received, and said Zhao Amei What kind of love does the old man have, comfort women, how can this be possible!"

Seeing that there was no useful information from the village cadres, Li Shixin pondered for a moment, then politely accompanied Li Juan to the car.

   Looking back, he waved away the film crew holding the equipment in the yard, as well as the unidentified old fans.

  In the yard, only Li Shixin and the old man were left.

   walked in front of the old man, helped her sit on the wooden bench in the yard, and Li Shixin took out the letter from his arms.

   "Grandma, don't be nervous. Now we are the two. Can you tell me what the **** is going on? You wrote me the letter, right?"

  Faced with his question, the old man nodded.

   "Then are you Zhou Qingru or Zhao Amei?"

  In front of this question, the old man was silent.

  The beginning of autumn has passed, and the leaves of the unknown trees outside the courtyard have turned yellow. With the cool breeze, the leaves rustled down.

  "Since I'm here, let's stay here first."

  After a long time, the old man brushed the leaf off his shirt and smiled at Li Shixin.

  Looking at the flash of fear and ugliness in the old man's eyes, Li Shixin grinned after hesitated for a while.

   "Okay."

   nodded to the old man, he stood up.

   turned around and opened the courtyard door, and waved at the people waiting outside the door.

   "Settle down first, and wait a few days for the shooting."

  Drops!

  Received an extremely negative applause value of [doubt] [dissatisfaction], 5211 points!

  Hearing Li Shixin's arrangement, everyone on the filming team frowned.

  This is seven days.

  Most young people in Hongtang Village go out to work, but there are many houses in the village, and there is no shortage of places for everyone to live.

  But when Li Shixin suddenly stopped filming "Joker" and returned to China with the filming team, he rushed to this place where the bird does not **** without a break, and stayed there for seven days. A group of young people on the filming team complained.

  The shooting of "Joker" can be said to have assembled the best staff of Huaqi Film and Television Company.

  Most of these people cross the ocean to participate in filming, not for money.

  You should know that being able to participate in a major Hollywood production is a coveted opportunity for many people.

  What's more, the film "Joker", in the eyes of many people, is very expected to hit the Oscars.

  People are selfish.

  Now Li Shixin has suddenly ruined this opportunity for an inexplicable old man. Many people have been suppressed to the extreme by negative emotions.

   is Li Shixin. If he changes to another director, it is estimated that someone has taken the lead in rebelling.

   But actually speaking of pressure, Li Shixin’s pressure is the biggest among the people.

  In the courtyard of Zhao Amei’s house.

   "Small cannon, it's not that Grandma Shili Bada is close to you. You look like an old friend of mine."

   "Ah, haha. Really?"

  Looking at the old man Zhao Amei holding Liu Feng's grandson by the hand, her face was kind, and black lines appeared on the foreheads of all the old fans.

  Seven full days.

  The old man babbled and talked about it, making a lot of it at home. But about the topic, I didn't say a word!

  It happened that Li Shixin was still fascinated by ghosts, and he didn't leave as if he had taken root here.

   Faced with Zhao Amei, who is more than ninety years old, who can even be the old man and aunt of Liu Feng, everyone can't force her to scold her. I can only be patient, carry water for the elderly to sweep the yard every day, and become a filial son and grandson.

  Looking at the yard, holding Liu Feng's grandson hand and chatting with the homely Zhao Amei, Zhao Jinzhi sighed helplessly.

  Turn off the phone, she sat next to Li Shixin who was playing with ants.

   "Brother, the film crew suddenly stopped filming, and the news of your return to China has spread."

   "Oh?"

  Li Shixin, who was carrying a stick, raised his head and blinked.

   "What do you say?"

   shook her head with a wry smile, Zhao Jinzhi buried her face in her knees and snatched the stick in Li Shixin's hand.

"There are all kinds of things. Some say that your old illness has relapsed, and you can't continue filming and you can only go back to China for emergency medical treatment. Some say that you have quarrels with the company and strike demonstrations. Others say that Huaqi's funds are broken and cannot support the filming of "Joker". I’ve already asked the company’s public relations control to comment. But these are just side-effects. The key is that you should explain to the public and don’t let those unscrupulous media talk nonsense through traffic."

  "."

  Li Shixin could only smile when he heard Zhao Jinzhi's thoughts.

  Explain?

  How to explain?

  The development of things up to now, I am still puzzled.

   Tell the public; Ah, the old man received a letter, and the person who wrote it may be the last comfort woman in China. In the letter, she asked me to come and make a movie for her, and then the old man stopped filming "Joker" and returned to China overnight. After returning, I found the person who wrote the letter, and found that she didn't match the number described in the letter?

  This plot is too dreamy for Nima!

  Who can believe it?

   "Haha!"

  Looking at Li Shixin's face turned into bitter gourd, Xu Ge, who had already returned to China yesterday, snorted.

  For Li Shixin’s suspension of the filming of "Joker", this fourth godson has the greatest grievance in the world.

   "Godfather, do you know what your name is? You are called Cheng Yaojin, who is a good man-hitting it!"

   "Huh?"

   Hearing Xu Ge's ridicule, Li Juan, who was covered with a towel and sunscreen over his head, was unhappy.

   "Smelly boy, how do you talk to godfather?"

   "How do I talk? I just talk like that!"

  I didn’t deal with Li Juan, who was good at flattering before, and Xu Ge, who was irritated, finally found a way to vent.

"You sit in the office every day in the country, and there are five people and six people who can speak lightly. I and his mother are busy with this drama for half a year, begging grandpa to tell grandma to prepare for filming. How much? As a result, for something that doesn't even have a door, the whole thing has become a yellow stall. I'm so full of fire, why don't you tell me?"

  "Xu Ge, I think you don’t want to be in the company anymore. Who are you talking to!"

   "I **** don't want to be in the company! Don't pretend to be a leader with Laozi, **** you!"

   "Fuck! You know how to do it with your hands? Come on, you push me to try!"

"Try and try! Come, come, you come out, I can't touch this piece of old people, you see me special if you come outside, don't you beat you, don't even know my mother, I'm so special Bai Lian!"

   "Enough!"

   Seeing that his two godsons were going to martial arts, Li Shixin slapped his thigh.

   "Get me home if you feel angry! Get out of me if you don't want to stay here!"

   Seeing Li Shixin moving in indignation, Xu Ge, who was on his head, lowered his fist in disbelief.

Amidst embarrassment and silence, in the middle of the yard, Zhao Amei pursed her dry lips, and hobbled on the walking stick.

   Aside, seeing the old man about to get up, Liu Feng's grandson quickly helped him up.

   "Mr. Li, follow me."

   waved to Li Shixin, and the old man staggered towards the house.

   and Zhao Jinzhi looked at each other, Li Shixin quickly got up and followed.

  In the dilapidated and low hall, Li Shixin and Liu Feng's grandson helped the old man to sit on a wicker chair.

   "Grandma, what's the matter?"

   patted the back of Li Shixin's hand, and the old lady lowered her eyelids.

   "It is true that my name is Zhao Amei. But before I was nineteen, I was indeed named Zhou Qingru."

  唔?

   Li Shixin blinked when he heard the old man’s too slow, every word seemed to be filled with lead.

   "Then Grandma, why did you change your name later?"

  "Because. If you don’t change your name, my family won’t be able to survive."

  The wrinkles on the old man’s face trembled, and tears were stained in his cloudy eyes.

"In the fifteenth year of the Republic of China, I was born in Nanjing. My father was a professor of sinology at Jinling University. When I was born, he had passed the age of confidence, and he was very happy when he was old. It took ten days to give me a name."

   "It's the poet of the Ming Dynasty, what hanhe he wrote."

  Speaking of the past, the old man’s memory is not enough.

   "Have harmony and comfort, and beauty and coolness?"

  Aside, Liu Feng's grandson thought for a while, and tentatively said.

   "Yes, that's the poem. It is a poem with harmony, beauty and coolness."

  The old man slapped the walking stick happily and repeated the forgotten poem again.

  "This poem is about bamboo fungus. He compares himself to bamboo, hoping that I am the white fungus that grows under the bamboo. Under his integrity, the ice and jade grow up cleanly."

  Speaking of his real name, the old man’s cloudy eyes were a bit complicated.

   "What a good name. If a name can fix a person's life, how good it would be."

   Shaking her head like self-deprecating, Zhao Amei looked at Li Shixin.

  "These days, bothering you. I can see that you are very embarrassed. Bring that box over and let’s start."

  In response to the old man’s decisive gaze, Li Shixin nodded.

  (End of this chapter)