Senior Superstar

  Chapter 447 The mountains and rivers are intact (pay tribute and condolences to the heroes and victims of the epidemic!)

  Although Liu Feng said that his birthday was nothing but his birthday, he couldn't help but play with his heart.

  I am still very happy to congratulate Li Shixin, Zhao Jinzhi and everyone present.

  It was a rare drink to drink two sips of white wine, and the grandson on the side sent more than two thousand red envelopes to the fan base.

  Li Shixin came back this time, but Wu Ming’s meal was a blood-based one. A table of twelve dishes is rich in meat and vegetables, and he cooked more carefully than in the New Year.

  A group of old people don't have such a good appetite, but watching An Xiaoxiao and a few teenagers in the fan group are eating happily, the atmosphere is so good, and my heart is happy.

  After a meal, everyone was very happy.

  After eating, a group of elderly people helped Wu Ming clean up the house, and they all gathered in the living room.

  Li Shixin is busy doing dramas in Rongzhou these days. It is a pity that a group of old fans did not go to the scene when Rong Chuan played the drama.

   yelled and asked Li Shixin to wait for two days for the renovation of the children's center to perform again with the small theater.

  For this requirement, Li Shixin doesn’t care;

  There is no appointment now, and it’s okay to move your muscles and bones. In addition, Zhou Weiming and Sun Yiming called several times in the past two days, saying that he wanted him to take some students from Rong Chuan Art Academy.

  Thinking that the small theater is usually vacant most of the time when I am busy, but it is idle for more than half a year, and it is used as an activity room for a group of old fans. If Rong Fax has such good seedlings, performing a play in a small theater would be considered an entertainment project for the old fans.

  It's not going to make Yuedong Little Theater so cold when you don’t have time.

  Faced with the requests of old fans, Li Shixin accepted without saying a word.

"No problem! Is this still a problem? You wait two days, and it's the Ching Ming Festival. I will let the group of students from Rong Chuan come over, and I will give you a good performance when the small theater is decorated! "

  When Li Shixin agreed, a group of old fans were happy.

Wu Ming is also happy: "Our fan base has grown and grown during this period. There are more than four thousand old ladies and old ladies in Rongdian. If you are acting, then let's make a big one. Don't be small. For theater performances, let’s book the theater in Chengdu and perform it for a month!"

  Learning that during the period when he was not in Rongdian, the size of the fan group has grown to another level, Li Shixin raised his brows.

  What is a superstar?

Ok?

  I will ask you what is a superstar?

  Range!

  Li Shixin is studying drama with old fans at the same time.

  It was easy to take a vacation, and with the help of the little Lolita who gave old man Liu Feng's birthday celebration without making up classes, she quietly squatted into the corner while her grandparents were chatting.

   Seeing a few little girls holding their mobile phones secretly turning black, An Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up with half a chicken paw in his mouth.

  Ε==(づ′▽`)づ

   "Bo Shi, what are you playing? Take me, take me, wow!"

  Looking at An Xiaoxiao coming over, Chen Boshi cast a contemptuous look for a few moments.

  (﹁“﹁),(﹁“﹁),(﹁“﹁)

   "Heh, you are not in a group and push the tower, you are the fastest to grab the buff. No!"

"Without!"

   "No! Besides, we don't play with pesticides anymore, we eat chicken now!"

   Facing the disgusting gaze of the three little girls, An Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes and narrowed her mouth, and plunged her head on the sofa.

  Aside, seeing Xiaoxiao being disgusted, Mr. Liu Feng's dentures almost fell off.

   "I said you girls are so diverse! Why don't you take your little ladies to play with?"

   "She is pitted!"

"Tsk! This **** talk!" Looking at the little girls who didn't lift their heads, the old man Liu Feng had an old face: "I want to play games soon? Hurry up and bring the little ones together. Well, that grandson. "

  Aside, Liu Feng's grandson bent down.

   "Grandpa."

   "Hurry up and buy them a squirrel outfit. Just the same one as mine!"

"Eh!"

  Under Father Liu Feng’s ability to make money, a few little girls looked at the face of fashion, and reluctantly moved their buttocks to make room for An Xiaoxiao.

   Seeing this, An Xiaoxiao uttered a wow, picked up the phone and dived over.

  Ten minutes later.

  O(*≧д≦)o!!

   "I fell on me! Wow! Boshi come and pull me!"

   "The soul is pale! I fell too! Three and three come and save me and Yiyi!"

   "Don't be square! I'm coming! Oh, I'm down too."

  Three little girls knelt in a row in the game, watching An Xiaoxiao, who was shivering in a formation facing the enemy behind a big tree not far away, looked over together.

  (●｀エ), (●｀エ), (●｀エ)

   "Little Miss, can you stop hiding? Come here and pull us!"

   "But what if I die in the past?"

   "If you can't pull it, you will be dead for a while!"

  "W(Д)w! Hurry up, little lady, come and save my dog's life, the enemy will come to make up for us!"

  "Seal the cigarettes, young lady, quickly seal the cigarettes for us!"

  "What is a closed cigarette?"

   "Smoke bombs, smoke bombs, wow!!"

  Looking at Chen Yiyi, Su Sansan and Chen Boshi in trouble, An Xiaoxiao's hesitant eyes gradually strengthened.

   "Come on, leave you!"

  Three seconds later.

bump!

  With a deafening grenade, three boxes appeared on the screens of Chen Yiyi, Su Sansan and Chen Boshi.

  You idiot, let you close the cigarette, throw a grenade and dry your hair!

  Looking at the three teammates glaring at him, An Xiaoxiao blinked and stuffed the pig's head in his mouth.

  (っ)

   "So, I threw the wrong thing, right?"

  Looking at An Xiaoxiao's innocent look, the little loli took a deep breath and put down the phone.

  "Huh?" Seeing the actions of the friends, An Xiao anxiously said, "Come on again! I am sure I can't still be wrong with this one!"

  (￣へ￣)(￣へ￣)(￣へ￣)

   "The Ching Ming Festival will be off soon, I'm going to study."

   "There are too many pits in this game, it's no fun!"

   "Yes, learning makes me happy!"

   Aside, Li Shixin’s ear moved when the little girls were talking about Ching Ming Festival.

   "Yeah, is it Ching Ming again?"

   "Yes, it will be clear in two days." On the sofa, old man Liu Feng answered with a smile.

  Acknowledged by the old man, a series of memories of the old man's body flashed past Li Shixin's mind.

   Thinking back to the roar of artillery fire and the roar of bullets, he hissed.

  Looking at the little girls with lollipops dangling from the side, they used their mobile phones to call out the online public class Chen Boshi's little girls, and said, "When it comes to Qingming, it is time to worship the martyrs again?"

  "What's the era? I went to Qingming every year in elementary school, and now I don’t practice this formalism."

  On the side, Yan Ai'ai, who was holding a lollipop, curled her lips.

   "Now the school does not worship?"

  Li Shixin hadn't spoken yet, but the old man Liu Feng on the sofa frowned.

   But immediately, the old man was happy.

   "It doesn't matter if you don't worship, or if you don't worship, it means that the life is really better!" With a slap on the thigh, Father Liu Feng took out the tablet computer in his pocket and beckoned to An Xiaoxiao.

   "Little, I also play games to prevent Alzheimer's disease recently. They don't play with you, I will play with you!"

   Seeing Mr. Liu Feng rushing to the pit, An Xiaoxiao was immediately elated;

   "Come on! Feng Ye, let me tell you that if I threw a grenade, I can kill three people!"

  Watching An Xiaoxiao stretched out three fingers without shame, Chen Boshi, Su Sansan, and Chen Yiyi's face turned black.

  The soul is light, it’s not worth showing off to explode teammates. Hey!

  (End of this chapter)