Senior Superstar

  Chapter 454 Online relying on the old to sell the old, the hardest Li Shixin in history!

  After five o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Shuo, Zhang Ying and An Xiaoxiao have not returned yet.

  Back home, Li Shixin returned to his bedroom without taking off his clothes.

   Turned on the computer and found the Weibo Weibo that Mr. Liu Feng had read last night.

  At this time, more than forty hours have passed since the release of the big V named "XPO Park Minho Fan Support Group". In the comment area, nearly 10,000 comments have been accumulated.

   "The young ladies from Minho's family are amazing ducks! They are really heartwarming, refills!"

   "It's really hard work, so that brother Minho can see the love of Chinese fans!"

  "Great support copywriting! Actually, Minho and Ouba carefully taught how to make dumplings and glutinous rice balls, which is too cute~(#^.^#

   "Minho's little friend will show Hart's smile when he receives a gift. It will definitely be, will it be!?"

"Ahahaha, thank you guys for your praise, this time is really a cheering duck that has set a record! For this cheering action, our minho’s little cuties contacted the Tigers half a year in advance. After a month, the Tigers generously expressed that they could receive support. I was really happy! Brother Min Ho and his comrades in arms, cheer-the motherland calls, the Tigers set off!

  Quietly beep; Min-ho, who is in military uniform, is even more handsome! "

  Seeing these comments, Li Shixin, who had just calmed down, his gray hair became frizzy.

  At this moment, Li Shixin is deeply grateful for his hard work this year-if it weren't for the desperate search for support this year, he would have reduced his age dozens of times and lowered the actual age of his body by more than ten years. I'm afraid that this wave of blood pressure, which has soared, directly exploded the blood vessels of the brain!

  I cut off the Weibo and the comments below. Looking at the dazzling screenshots, Li Shixin groaned a little, and uploaded the photos of the objects in the wooden box of Mr. Liu Feng that he had previously taken with his mobile phone.

  Thinking about it, he quickly added a few lines to the text.

  Li Shixin’s Weibo, a group of sand sculpture fans are arrogantly urging to fight more.

  For so long, the sand sculpture netizens have already understood Li Shixin’s style very well. Li Shixin rarely publishes Weibo. Almost all dynamic content is about career and works.

  Suddenly updated Weibo suddenly refreshed the bored netizens; but when a group of enthusiastic netizens clicked on the news, they became petrified in an instant after seeing the above content.

Of the six photos in the dynamic, the first five are all screenshots of the materials that were sent to the cold country army by brain-dead fans-valuable warming tactical equipment, hand cream and face cream, warm baby hot water bottle and those used in Korea The support slogans marked in the text of the two countries, and the comments that fans are not ashamed but proud of.

  It makes many netizens hate their teeth.

  But it was the last photo Li Shixin sent that really poke the hearts of netizens.

   Those are two old photos that have been yellowed and moth-eaten.

  A thin volunteer soldier is lying in the snow nest. He may have just experienced a long march. But there is not much vitality on that immature face that should be full of vigor.

  His thin khaki military uniform was wet with sweat and frozen into an ice shell. If it weren’t for the white breath exhaling from his mouth, it proved the existence of life, the whole person was like an ice sculpture.

  In such an environment, he was barefoot. On the two swollen and black feet, we could vaguely see pus and blood dripping.

  Beneath the photo, a line of pen-and-scribing small prints makes the nose sore for anyone who knows this history;

  On November 25, 1950, reporters from the 58th Division of the 20th Army were photographed by the Datong River, Changjin Hubei.

  "Min Yibi should smile, and Tang Hongzhi will succeed in someone. Jingwei Gongbo said that he was happy, Jing Huikemin sighed! It is chilling to chase stars like this. Ouch, sorrow!"

  I have seen these photos that constitute a strong contrast, and then I saw the lines of text in Li Shixin’s dynamic.

  Netizens, angry!

  "Where did you find this picture of Lord Xin? Tears, is the person in the picture still alive?"

   "November 25, this is the day before the battle of Changjin Lake, 80% of this child is no longer alive!"

   "The heads of these little **** kids kicked the donkey, right?!"

   "I don't allow you to throw this pot upstairs to the donkey! What's wrong with the donkey? What's wrong with the donkey, you are so black! This is so obvious that it is a brain-dead!"

   "Damn, it's this group of stupid fans again! This is not the first time. Some time ago, a fan group of fans set up a lantern at the foot of the Great Wall to celebrate their idol's birthday. Are kids chasing silly stars?

  "Lord letter is good! The behavior of these brain-dead fans is no different from traitors! Strongly request to report and hold these brain-dead fans accountable!"

   "It's either stupid or bad. But seeing these stupid remarks, I think the former is more likely."

"This is not a stupid or bad question. This is a crooked view of Sanguan! What happened to the children now? What is the origin of the Tigers? We were our opponents on the Korean battlefield at the time! The 68th Army made a surprise attack on the Tigers. , The captured regimental flag is still on display in the Museum of the Korean War to Resist US Aggression and Aid Korea! A group of teams that were once defeated by us, a stick that served in this unit, what to worship? Where is the point of worship and who the **** Can you tell me?"

   "What's the matter with Lord Xin, why did you suddenly notice the movement of the leftover fans?"

  In the bedroom, after watching the update, a group of fans exploded in an instant. Li Shixin took a deep breath and updated the state of the old man’s illness and the causes and consequences that he had previously filmed at Liu Feng’s home on Weibo again.

  When fans learned about the situation of Mr. Liu Feng through Li Shixin’s narration. Thoroughly exploded!

   "I'm crying, I'm so angry! Damn, Mr. Liu is cold, and his heart is cold. Being blind, it's making these bear kids pierce their eyes!"

   "Brothers, my sword is already hungry and thirsty."

   "Where is the Iron Guardian?!"

   "Yes!"

   "Master Xin is old, and Master Liu is also old. They don't understand these things on the Internet, what do you say?"

   "Goal, XPO Park Minho's fans are super talking, go!"

  As the activists among the sand sculpture netizens greeted, tens of thousands of sand sculpture netizens poured into XPO Park Minho’s Weibo super chat.

   Seeing that Park Minho’s super words were instantly occupied by angry netizens, Li Shixin grinned.

  At this moment, the door of the room was knocked.

  Li Shixin put down the mouse and opened the door, and he saw a group of old fans and Chen Boshi, who were already standing at the door.

   "Shixin, are you okay?"

   "Just now we saw you get angry when you left, and we can't rest assured. Brother Liu Feng is already like this, don't be excited anymore, what's wrong!"

  Seeing the worried look of a group of old fans, Li Shixin smiled faintly and invited them into the house.

Put the wooden box that Wu Ming was holding on the coffee table, and Li Shixin waved his hand, "What can I do? Don't worry. I guess I will be a bit busy these days. Take care of yourself. If you have free time. , Help me see Brother Feng more."

   "Shixin, what do you want to do?"

  Looking at Li Shixin's confession, the unreliable hearts of a group of old fans became suspended again.

   "What are you doing?"

  Li Shixin hummed, his eyes leaking coldly.

   "The little tree can't go straight without repairing, Brother Feng, Liangzi, I have to settle it for him!"

  Looking at Li Shixin's clenched fist, Chen Boshi pulled the lollipop out of his mouth and put down the phone.

Frowning and looking at Li Shixin, the little girl bit her lip: "Grandpa Xin, I see your Weibo fans are all going to Park Minho to make trouble. It's useless, there are more than a thousand XPO fans in China. Ten thousand, how many fans do you have? And Fanquan’s similar support to the cold country troops is not once or twice. Some fans have asked the relevant departments before, but in principle they do not support it but it does not constitute a violation of the law. Otherwise, you think they will be a big fan. When your fans go to XPO to do things, it won’t have any positive effect except for recruiting gangsters for yourself."

  Looking at the little girl's film seriously analyzing the pros and cons of things for himself, Li Shixin was delighted.

"is it?"

  He looked at Chen Boshi’s mobile phone, which was his Weibo.

  In just a few minutes, XPO fans have begun to criticize and organize anti-crimes.

  There are already a large number of sunspots in the comment area on his Weibo.

   "The smelly old man on the line, what's wrong with our star chasing? It's normal. If you don't understand it, don't watch it. It's funny!"

   "The old man with the **** stick, it's you again! Everything is on the line, aren't you going to die? Hurry up, okay?"

   "Grandma aunt just likes it! Grandma aunt likes it, even if the king comes and I can't care about it! Besides, why don't so many fans of American celebrities see you forcing them? Why can't we get along with our brother Minho?

   "A bunch of idiots! Others like European and American stars and they didn't send things to other countries' troops like you!"

   "The ugly guy upstairs shut up! My parents don’t care, why are you beeping? I’m spending your money on support supplies?"

  Looking at the unskilled tearing force, he was defeated within ten minutes. The sand sculpture netizens were madly driven by a group of brain fans. Li Shixin laughed.

  It's time to show real technology.

  From the very beginning, Lord Xin didn't think about doing anything wrong with a group of people, and forcing the first-placed brainstorming fan to entangle.

Can    tearing force to solve the problem?

  No, otherwise, what are the various countries doing to build national defense? If there is a dispute, just let the brainstorm fans.

  What can solve the problem?

  Of course it’s touching porcelain and reliance on old people to sell old people!

  In front of a group of old fans, Li Shixin smiled faintly, and neatly placed the old military uniform, military medal and military merit book of the old man Liu Feng on the coffee table.

   Then, I went back to my house and took out a small box from the suitcase. Opened in front of a group of old fans and young generals.

  Coincidentally.

  There are also two medals.

  One is the second-class medal of "self-defense, counterattack and encircle southern Xinjiang".

  The other is the victory commemorative medal of "General Political Self-Defense Counterattack to Defend Southern Xinjiang".

In the shock of all the old fans, Li Shixin took out the gray Chinese tunic suit, and after putting away his neatness, he solemnly hung his two medals on his chest, and held up Liu Feng’s. A third-class national flag medal.

  He put his mobile phone into the hands of Chen Boshi, who blinked and blinked with his big eyes.

   "Take a good photo, I'm going to scold my mother!"

  (End of this chapter)