Senior Superstar

  Chapter 663 Never die! (Three thousand words for subscription, monthly pass!)

  The auditorium of the Variety Hall.

  With Gu Lili's cry, a group of figures sitting in the center slowly stood up.

   "Old folks, Shixin's performance is finally here, what do you say?"

  Following Wu Ming's cold question, a figure with a cane next to her, his back straightened like a javelin.

"Cough, hehe. Back then, a pretty devil with a strong company, with the help of planes and cannons, could not get past Lao Tzu's hill. Now Lao Tzu is eighty-five, and he is always a little older, but if these little rascals are broken Shixin’s good deeds, where should I put the face of Shixin’s fight back?"

   "Lord is awesome!"

  "Go to the snow for revenge, and take the drunken eagle back. Today is now, Shixin’s battlefield is on the stage, and our struggle is outside the door!"

"Although Grandpa Xin is a little shameless, and a little darkened. But my acquaintance with Chen Boshi can only make him suffer from the king after the age of 18. Before that, others can't do it. ."

  As the fan group got up, all of them squinted their eyes, and the eyes of Joe Red Kaba Kaba who was sitting in a wheelchair on the side.

   "Where is this? Me and you"

   Seeing Qiao Hong's eyes blurred again, Chen Boshi exhaled deeply.

   "Grandma Joe, Grandpa Shixin was bullied."

   "That can't be done!"

  For an instant, Qiao Hong's eyes sharpened.

   Watching Qiao Hong come up, Wu Ming smiled slightly and waved his big hand.

  "Old people's regiment keeps its promises, feed the dogs in black!"

   "Feed the dog!"

   Seeing a group of young people rushing to unplug the live broadcast, a group of old fans shouted and rushed up!

at the same time.

  In the live broadcast room, when I saw the words of Xiao Guzi at the end of Act 22, the netizens who were watching the live broadcast had already exploded!

   "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! If I remember correctly, the award Xinye is currently participating in is called the Gu Mingkun Drama Award!"

   "Big melon! Tonight, I want to eat big melon!"

  "Nima! Lord Xin, please calm down, please calm down! I just missed this Gu Mingkun, my mother's resume is so scary! If you get out of it all at once, you can easily be wiped out by humanitarianism!"

  "Damn you, I thought before, how could I not take part in the Golden Lion Plum Blossoms because of his temperament, and came to participate in a new award, dare to love the Lord, this is here to smash the field!"

   "Do things, do things, do things!"

"Who's the matter? No, I shouldn't pay attention to such boring questions. From the plot, the character of Xiao Guzi is definitely a character who deceives his ancestors and his ancestors. Xin Ye uses this character to mirror Gu Mingkun. No, he refers to the surname. Accusation, what grudges or grievances does he have with this veteran of the drama world? Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Itchy heart, does anyone know!"

  "The heart of gossip is burning, what exactly does Lord Xin want to do, and what is his relationship with that Gu Mingkun!?"

  "Please inform, please inform!" Is this Gu Mingkun an apprentice of Lord Xin? "

  "Don’t guess the sand sculptures in front, okay? Just checked the information, how old is Gu Mingkun than Xinye! How could he be a master and apprentice?"

  "Damn it! Baidu made a circle, and I didn't find any connection between Gu Mingkun and Xinye. What the **** is this!"

   "Wan face bewildered, Lord Believe, what hatred or resentment you have with this guy, let us know first!"

  With the end of the twenty-second act, the biggest wave of barrage since the start of the play has ushered in the live broadcast room!

  And in the picture completely obscured by the bullet curtain wall, among the doubts full of confusion, the plot of the twenty-third act begins;

  The backstage of the theater is preparing for a performance.

  A lot of actors are putting on makeup, and Dieyi is among them.

  He was sitting in front of the dressing table and seemed to realize something. When he turned around, another Yu Ji was walking towards him.

The small building beside   , even with heavy oil paint on his face, still can't hide his embarrassment.

  Looking at the cramped appearance of Xiaolou, Dieyin neatly put down the paintbrush in his hand: "So, you know?"

   "I'm just now"

   "That's not right, Master Duan." Another Yu Ji spoke, Xiao Guzi's voice.

"You were present at the meeting yesterday, but you said to inform Dieyi to change roles. I later found out that it is more appropriate for you to say it. Didn't you agree? If you don't say that, who else can talk."

  It turned out that everyone had already had a meeting to discuss, but everyone was hiding Die Yi.

   Facing Xiao Guzi's step by step, Xiaolou was angry. He couldn't bear this junior's domineering and blessing to Dieyi. He wanted to leave with Dieyi, but was stopped by Xiao Guzi's words.

   "Comrade Duan Xiaolou, all the people sitting in the audience are working people. If you don't sing or not, you can count on yourself."

  As Xiao Guzi, who was dressed as Yu Jixiang, turned and left, the pace of Xiaolou's departure stopped.

  Aside, the actors who played the Han generals were afraid that Xiaolou would stop performing, and handed him their helmets, hand-in-hand.

  Looking at Xiaolou's embarrassed appearance, Dieyi smiled.

  He personally turned the helmet on and put it on Xiaolou.

  Xiaolou, just on stage.

  In the empty backstage, looking at Dieyi who was alone, Juxian breathed a sigh of relief, but sympathy also appeared in his eyes.

  She stuck Yu Ji's cloak on Dieyi's body, but only got the other party's "Thank you Miss Juxian".

  Dieyi understands, and Juxian understands too.

  The reason why Xiaolou disregarded Dieyi's dignity and went to play with a younger generation who had just stepped on him was because of Juxian.

  Amidst the lively "Farewell Ji" gongs and drums, Dieyi left alone.

  A "Farewell My Concubine" without Yu Ji is over.

  Stepped off the small building, and came to Dieyi’s window.

   "Dieyi, can't I pay you for it, brother? Dieyi!"

  The doors and windows were closed tightly, and the people inside were silent.

Xiaolou was in a hurry, he slapped the door fiercely, and raised his hips angrily: "That little snake, you put him alive, and now people have cultivated to become a dragon! If you don't follow him, if you don't follow him, he can Is it okay? The play has to be sung—this is what you said, and you don’t come out to see it, where are all the plays under this stage sung. Xiaodouzi, just listen to the persuasion of Senior Brother. Be soft. That's not my overlord, your Yuji?"

  In the door and window, a voice came out faintly.

   "Why did Yu Ji die?"

   "Die Yi! You are really not crazy, but that's a play! It's a play!"

  The small building is gone, and the door opened.

  The dumb Dieyi walked out, and when he passed the outfit, he dropped a match.

  In the flames, he really left. Leaving this theater that has experienced wind and rain, but also carries the joys and sorrows.

  With the advancement of the plot, although the barrage still contains a daze for Li Shixin's "Farewell My Concubine", more people have already put their minds back into the plot.

   Seeing Dieyi go away, the barrage is full of sorrow!

   "I'm a little bit jealous of Xiaolou now, how can he get two people who love him so regardless of the cost?"

   "Why did Yu Ji die? Because she died from one thing! Dieyi has fulfilled this principle all her life, but Xiaolou did not live in the play!"

   "After all, the wrong payment was made."

   "Well, this is the sadness of idealists. In a certain era, this kind of person can't stand."

   "I love Die Yi's shaft, and I hate Die Yi's shaft! Even if he only adapts a little bit, many things will not be like this!"

   "But, is that still Dieyi?"

"Ugh!"

  Amidst a barrage, the plot of this scene is over.

  Variety hall.

   "Drag me out of these old immortals! Drag out!"

  Looking at a group of old guys who didn’t know where they came from, and together with the security guards at the scene, they stopped their men and took out a desperate posture to guard the live broadcast equipment. Gu Lili’s eyes were bloodshot!

  She turned around and took a look.

  In a weird and quiet variety hall, everyone did not pay attention to the chaos here, but focused on Gu Mingkun in the auditorium!

  And Gu Mingkun, at this time, was already trembling as if he had lost his soul, staring at the live screen fiercely—his lips had already turned blue. The face also showed abnormal flushing.

   "Take my grandpa back to the hospital! Hurry up!"

  Seeing that Gu Mingkun's condition is not good, Gu Lili made a decisive decision and ordered the nurse on the side.

   Then, he got up and ran to the front of the stage.

  "Don't worry about these old immortals! Follow me to Hall Nine!"

   Hearing her order, several of them, facing a group of dying years, breathed a long sigh of relief. They looked like old men who would fall to the ground at any time without touching them.

  High heels and leather shoes, echoing in the silent variety hall, swiftly walked in the direction of Hall Nine.

  Looking at Gu Lili's back, and then seeing Gu Mingkun in the audience, several judges couldn't sit still.

   "Old Gu. You"

"sit down."

   Just when a judge wanted to get up and go to Gu Mingkun's place, a deep voice in the judges seat gave a drink.

   Seeing that the owner of the voice came from Yuan Cheng, who was sitting in the first place, the judge who got up sat down obediently.

  "This is a grievance from forty years ago. It has nothing to do with your juniors."

  Looking at the live broadcast screen, Yuan Chengduan sat up.

  "Sit here for me. Don’t mix up with anyone."

  Nine Hall.

   "God, will there be a problem with this acting?"

  In the backstage, Mei Tastejiu quickly changed clothes, but the worries in his eyes were still not suppressed while he was busy.

   Gently sipped the wolfberry water in the thermos, and Li Shixin smiled slightly.

  He looked at the system prompt board in front of him, and there was still fifteen minutes of peak face value remaining, and he took a long breath.

"meeting."

  "That"

   "I don’t turn my bow and arrow back. I have no regrets in my husband. Drinking, the old man has waited for forty years for this scene. Today, even if the sky falls, I have to finish him."

  Looking at Li Shixin's plain face, Mei tasted the wine and stopped.

  He nodded deeply.

  "Master, Xiaoxiao is with you!"

  Aside, An Xiaoxiao stuffed all the remaining beef jerky into her mouth, sobbing and raising her fists high.

  Aside.

  Tontontontontontontonton

  As a bottle of Niulanshan Erguotou was eaten, Sun Luoluo's face turned red into a jujube color.

   patted An Xiao's shoulder lightly, and she lifted a big knife for the performance backstage.

  "The red rabbit and horse screamed, Qinglong Yanyue Jin Guanghan.

  Bai Mapo once cut Yan Liang, the Erlang of Hebei ~ fearful.

   Saying goodbye to the master, crossing the saddle, cutting off evil and eliminating evil. "

   humming the drama of Guan Erye in "Zhu Wen Chou", the tall figure walking towards the door, dragging a big knife and scratching the ground with a scream of teeth.

   Outside the studio on the 9th.

   "Hello, live broadcast is a major place, and irrelevant people are not allowed to enter."

  Faced with the security guards, Gu Lili, who was imposing, slapped it over!

  With a crackling sound, the security guard who stepped forward fell to the ground diagonally.

   "The person who can't live with my Gu family today, I will let him know for the rest of his life what it means to be sad! If you want to live well, let his mother give way to grandma!"

  With Gu Lili's cry, several staff members stuck in the corridor shrank their necks and flashed to the side.

  Gu Lili took a deep breath, walked past everyone, and passed through the corridor of the No. 8 Live Broadcasting Hall.

   But as she walked around the corner, she was stopped by a chair standing in the middle of the corridor.

  Chairs are not unusual.

  It is the person sitting on it.

  Looking at Zhao Jinzhi, who was sitting on a chair with two long legs in a chair, she was taken aback when she looked at Zhao Jinzhi, who was wearing a bright red bronzing cheongsam that outlined her graceful figure drippingly, and her skin was as white as snow.

   "Dong Zhao. So, you have to go with me, with my grandfather, can't you go?"

   Facing Gu Lili who slowly walked in front of her, Zhao Jinzhi smiled slightly and blinked.

"Dong Zhao, let me be clear. This matter today is related to my grandfather's reputation and the face of our Gu family. You know what my grandfather's name means to our Gu family. Today, For this, our Gu family can stay dying. If you want to force this out for the one inside, you have to think about it."

   Faced with the threat of Gu Lili who was twenty years younger than herself, Zhao Jinzhi raised her mouth.

  She silently opened the handbag hanging on the chair, and took out a box of ladies' cigarettes from it.

  Pinch it with slender fingers dyed with cardamom, and clicked.

  Call.

  A scent of smoke accompanied by the scent of jasmine exhaled from her red lips and rushed in front of Gu Lili.

at the same time.

  Behind her, seven men of different ages and grinning teeth and a large group of burly bodyguards in black suits and sunglasses gathered from both sides of the aisle.

   "I never die?"

  Zhao Jinzhi's slender fingers flicked, and a piece of cigarette **** fell to the ground, and a gray flower bloomed.

   "It's a coincidence. Today, I can too."

   Seeing Zhao Jinzhi, who was sitting on a chair like a queen, her aura suppressed the entire Chadou Live Broadcasting Building, Gu Lili's sweat slipped quietly from her forehead.

   "Call my brother!"

In the stalemate outside the hall, "Farewell My Concubine" in hall 9

   has reached the final part!

  (End of this chapter)