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Chapter 592: Today, I am your old Beibi! (

Chapter 592 Today, I am your old North nose! (Two more, ask for a monthly pass!)

Chapter 58

Li Shixin’s three updates have been released. Not only Sun Liancheng’s eyes are dull, but even Li Shixin’s Weibo fans are shocked!

"Fuck, believe me, restrain! Who provokes you, you scold who, don’t open map guns!"

"Yes, I believe, the earthen jar is not broken away from Inoue, there is always a sledgehammer on the head! Push it in a low voice; you will scold the Peking Opera Association, and the Dramatists Association yourself is also a dramatist, so be careful!"

"Yaoshou! Xinye lost his mind!"

"It's over, the old man is mad!"

"Lord Xin, please calm down! Don't try to cause trouble for yourself! But why do I suddenly want to listen to the Peking Opera version of "White Dragon Horse" and "Calabash Baby"?"

"Puff! Don't add fuel to the sand sculptures in front. Lord Xin is probably angry. Can Peking Opera sing nursery rhymes? It's nonsense. Lord Xin calms down. You should always shoot two more scenes with this angry time. Isn’t it good to add the third episode of "Ling" to it!"

Set.

Looking at netizens’ worries about themselves, Li Shi feels warm in confidence.

After reading the comments that came in an instant rush, and seeing his roll call diss and map gun, no one came forward to respond for a while, Li Shixin laughed.

The old man has scolded, dare not to reply? !

(-`灬)σ look down on who? !

If I can’t come out to fight today, it’s a pain, the old man has quit!

Closed his eyes, Li Shixin randomly picked a comment in the comment area, and @ went past;

"Who said that the old man is talking about fun? What is Peking opera? It is originally intended to entertain people and entertain people.

In "The Dragon and the Phoenix", "I and you, plug in, plug in this Begonia Flower" can be sung, and in "Dingjun Mountain", "Xiahouyuan, my son" can be sung, "You are like a flower without anyone admiring it. People are like the flower picker. No one goes in the mulberry garden. Learning a Wushan fairy will sing the king. Why can't you sing with a drama in a pop song? Why can't you sing a nursery rhyme?

Isn’t it just "White Dragon Horse" and "Gourd Baby"?

Come! "

As a post from Li Shixin was sent out, the comment area was boiling;

"Fuck you, do you really want to come?"

"Doing things, Lord Xin is determined to do things today!"

"I was shocked by this Weibo for a long time, but I am too talented and shallow, even if I cooperated with Baidu, I still couldn't figure out what to say!"

"Puff! Lord Xin, let's be good, don't make trouble?"

Putting down the phone, Li Shixin directly picked up an erhu on the set of the props eldest brother. After thinking about it, he took out the disc sunglasses from the previous lottery draw from the system and stuck it on the bridge of his nose.

Don’t make trouble?

Failed!

The door is welded, and whoever dares to get off the three legs will get a discount first.

(-`灬)σ Today, the old man is still your old Beibi!

Just when Li Shixin stuffed Sun Liancheng's mobile phone with the video on, and opened his posture to start talking, the scene on the set just finished filming. A group of young people who were packing their things saw the movement here, all of them stretched out their necks.

"Yeah, what is Teacher Li doing?"

"Don't you know, maybe there is no more drama today, I want to have a few voices when I am idle?"

"Oh, you can listen to this drama of Teacher Li. I tell you that this thing on the old man can't be listened to at the upright Peking Opera House without a ticket price of 1,800 yuan."

"real or fake?"

"Ten years of fanciers, lie to your grandson!"

Just when everyone was talking and watching, Li Shixin on the other end rang Jinghu.

The waves in the waves, the waves in the waves, the waves in the waves

Following a burst of rushing Jinghu, Li Shixin with Erlang's legs tilted up and wearing round sunglasses opened his mouth.

"Demon~ Hugh, you have to work hard, the poor monk's words will come to the end!"

On set, I heard Li Shixin’s loud and round singing together. A group of new fanciers who came with Sun Liancheng and a group of young youngsters on the set suddenly shouted hello!

"This tone, comfortable!"

"But which drama is this? Why haven't you heard it?"

Just when the joyful people were secretly puzzled, Li Shixin paused in a radio reception, raised his breath, and sang on!

"Bolong horse, hoof facing west. Carrying ~ Tang Sanzang has three apprentices, Xitian! It's not easy to learn the scriptures, it takes tens of thousands of miles to go."

()()()

The noisy set, silent.

Drops!

Received an additional [messy] cheer value, 26712 points!

Ten minutes later.

Weibo.

"What~beauty painting skin. What! Trap tricks. It's hard to stop the master and apprentice going west, the sea is dry and the stone is rotten~ Use, no, move!"

In a video update that Li Shixin just updated, the comment area is silent.

After a long time, some netizens finally sent a comment out;

"Turn off the video silently, looking for a few sorrows. But I didn’t think of any sorrows after thinking about it, so please kowtow to the master!

"Comrades, a very serious problem."

"Shut up upstairs, knowing what you have to say.

"If you guessed right below, have you guys upstairs been brainwashed and forgot to accompany the original version for more than a dozen summers!?"

"Nima, I have Jinghu in my head now, I can't get rid of it!"

"When I heard Lord Xin sing PPAP before, I thought it was the pinnacle of brainwashing. I didn't expect the killer to be here!"

On the set, Li Shixin smiled as he watched netizens’ comments.

Is this the killer?

Young people, it’s early to be happy for you!

watch out!

Immediately, he sent the "Gourd Baby" just recorded.

With the video update, Li Shixin’s Weibo has completely exploded!

Beijing.

Peking Opera Association.

"Gourd baby, gourd baby. One~seven flowers on the vine~. The wind blows~ Don’t be afraid of rain! La la la la"

Looking at the video played on the computer, the old bald man with round sunglasses and Jinghu sang the song "The Calabash Baby" that everyone in the room had heard, and it was out of dust. Even if the air conditioner in the office was turned on to the maximum, everyone still couldn't help but sweat dripping from their foreheads.

""""""

"President May, shall we intervene? This, is this fair?"

Until a Peking Opera version of "The Calabash Baby" was sung, a man with a bald head looked at a middle-aged man with a pretty handsome face behind him.

Recalling the weird and well-organized singing just now, the middle-aged man shook his head gently.

"No way."

"No, President, we are so bullied that we are riding to the head and shit! If this doesn't give this old man a bit of color, our association will become a joke in the future!"

Faced with the irritation of his colleagues, the middle-aged man smiled bitterly, picked up the mouse and replayed the video of "White Dragon Horse".

"Listen."

Seeing the president’s solemn expression, everyone on the side frowned: "What are you listening to? Isn't this deliberately finding fault?"

"Don't be prejudiced, listen carefully."

Forcibly resisting the anger in his stomach, everyone turned their attention back to the video.

Bolong horse, hoof facing west. Carry it~ Tang Sanzang and three apprentices

Just now, seeing the old bald head entertaining Peking opera in the video, a group of members of the association were blown up with anger. They only felt that the song "White Dragon Horse" was really a provocation.

However, under the instruction of the middle-aged man, everyone calmed down and listened to the whole video again. Some people's faces became sullen and surprised.

"This"

Looking at the complicated expressions of his colleagues, the delicate middle-aged man smiled bitterly.

"If you are a layman, and entertain Peking opera like this, entertain our Beijing Association. This is definitely not good. But"

He set his sights on Li Shixin in the video, and sighed: "This old gentleman, it's not easy."

"If you are not afraid of offending people, based on the things in these two paragraphs, 90% of the present here will meet this grandfather, afraid that they will bow first. I don't know which is the descendant of this predecessor. Vice Sun This time, I have encountered hard stubble."

"The president, are we just being dumb like this?"

"Otherwise? Use the reputation of the association to insult yourself?"

The other end.

Association of Dramatists.

"It's too rampant! What's the source of this Li Shixin? He had a conflict with the Beijing Association, why did he still hang up on our Opera Association? Just because Sun Jiubo is a member of our Association? The impact caused by such a big impact is simply lawless! "

Su Wenquan, the executive vice chairman of the Association, watched the torrential comments on Weibo, and the few remaining hairs raged.

"Does anyone in the association know this Li Shixin? Find out his contact information for me, call him, and ask him to delete Weibo immediately to eliminate the influence! Don't be conceited!"

Faced with the leadership’s order, a clerk immediately adjusted the information.

"Chairman Su, this Li Shixin just participated in CCTV's "Story China" program some time ago. He is cooperating with the Mandarin Chinese side. Will anyone know the Mandarin Chinese side?"

"Oh? Have you been on CCTV?"

Hearing the report of a colleague, Su Wenquan frowned, "Wait a moment, I will call Yuan Lao."

After that, Su Wenquan took out his cell phone, found the number of "Mr. Yuan" in the phone book, and dialed it out.

The call is connected quickly,

"Old Yuan, are you doing well recently?"

"Half into the soil, I can only say it's okay. President Su, what's the matter?"

"I want to inquire about someone from you."

"Which."

"Li Shixin, an old actor who worked with Guohua before and participated in the CCTV "Story China". Do you have any actor who has worked with him and know the contact information of this person?"

"Li Shixin? What happened?"

Faced with the inquiry on the other end of the phone, Su Wenquan learned the matter exactly.

When he finished speaking, there was silence on the other end of the phone.

"Old Yuan, are you still there?"

"Oh, here."

"Can you contact this person?"

"Leave it alone."

"What do you mean by that? Now that the trouble is so big, it would be shameful not to interfere with the association!"

"I say so for your own good."

"" Listening to Yuan Cheng's helpless reply on the other end of the phone, Su Wen was speechless: "No, what's the matter with Yuan Yuan?"

"In front of him, there is no place for you to speak. Even if your president, Hu Chengzhang sees this, he must bow first and call for the uncle."

Holding the phone, Su Wenquan's mouth grew slightly.