Senior Superstar

  Chapter 727 Warming the world (seeking a monthly pass!)

  The moment An Xiaoxiao’s fat face appeared on the movie screen, the sad atmosphere in the movie theater was broken.

   "Puff!"

   "Ahhhhhhhhh! I finally saw Xiaoxiao wearing stockings! Suckling..."

  "Brothers in front, please sit down. The beautiful legs are exchanged for IQ. Please don't make noise for basic operations."

   "When I came out for Mao Xiaoxiao, I couldn't cry anymore! It's still Lao Tzu's tears!"

  "An Xiaoxiao, you rebel, do you know who you kicked just now?"

   "I bet on ten packets of spicy strips. For this shot, Xiao Xiao must have no food for half a month."

   "Uuuuuu, half a month is not enough. For this drama, the small sacrifice is too big. Distressed..."

  In the middle of the fourth row, Li Shixin frowned when he heard the whispers of a group of sand sculptures beside him.

  In your mind, is this the old man’s measurement?

  Besides, what is it that An Xiaoxiao sacrificed too much for this show?

  It’s me who is obviously kicked! ?

   Angrily, he squeezed his throat.

  "Loving me, Master Xin, Xiao Xiao's foot looks strong. Master Xin has suffered for the filming of this movie!"

  With the rhythm of the waistcoat he made with his voice a few decades younger, the audience laughed louder.

   "Fuck, which sand sculpture said just now? With this style of stockings and beautiful legs, kicking on the body is obviously a gift?!"

   "Mom Da seems to be kicked by such a leg..."

   "Just thinking about it is exciting...Ah, I'm fine."

  |灬`) There is something wrong with you.

  Hearing that the rhythm of the spit around was obviously wrong, Li Shixin shrank his neck.

  The fans of this year are too abnormal!

  Amidst a sand sculpture, the plot of "Just Love" continues;

  After Dazhi’s explanation, Xiaoan knew that she had misunderstood.

  In the park, I noticed that Dazhi was different from a normal person, Xiaoan, and let his guard down and chatted with Dazhi.

  This is a girl who has just graduated from university.

  Rejected the local arrangement of the family, came to this city alone and took a job in a sales company.

  The scene just now was the first order she made in her life.

   "Well, in short, I thought I could get along well with my own ability. But in the end, they are still like Grandma Tu's body after all."

  On the bench in the park, Xiao An is dressed in Dazhi's jacket, and her whole body is shrunk on the bench like a cat.

   Dangling two little feet wrapped in silk stockings, her face was full of distress.

   "Oh, by the way, why are you alone in the park at night? I was shocked just now, I thought I was so unlucky today, I just got out of the wolf den and entered the tiger's mouth again."

  At this time, her cell phone rang.

  The first one was called by the boss, and she was fired.

  The second one was from her father. After learning that Xiao An still hadn’t returned home, there was a long chat on the other end of the phone;

   Listening to the roar on the phone, "I told you a hundred times that you can't do it in Shanghai, please get me back", Xiao An silently hung up the phone.

  In the silent night, she buried her face in her knees.

  Looking at the elf-like little girl just now suddenly became depressed, Dazhi blinked.

   "He is actually, caring about you."

"Come on."

  Xiao'an wiped her tears, and turned her head stubbornly;

"If you really care about me, why doesn't he ask me whether my day is going well? Why doesn't he ask me what happened, do I need his help? I just want to break out of my own world, who do I recruit? Who did you mess with? In his heart, I should stay in that small county for the rest of my life, throw away all my nine years of compulsory education and four years of university studies, and I will end up loving each other like my mother!"

   "He, he just can't speak well, don't be sad."

   "Forget it."

   Feeling Dazhi's concern, Xiao An wiped away the tears and looked at Dazhi.

   "Tell me about you, how come you sleep here at night? Don't have a home?"

  "Dazhi, Dazhi has a home. But there are no more tints in the house..."

  Faced with Xiao An’s question, Dazhi stumbled and used language lacking some logic to explain his reason for coming here.

  As Dazhi spoke, mist gradually appeared in Xiao An's big eyes, and her face was full of incredible.

   "So you ran out by yourself, looking for so aimlessly?"

"Ms. Zhou said let me find someone who is amazing, and help me find Ding Ding. I think you are amazing. You beat that person so badly... Hehe er er. You are really awesome. , You can protect yourself and prevent yourself from getting hurt."

  "……"

  Looking at Dazhi happily clapping his hands, expressing his admiration for himself, Xiao An’s expression is a bit complicated.

  "Fool, what is this great? This is helpless. You are not looking for people like me, but those who are influential and have weight."

   "Who is that?"

"For example, Hongshan, do you know who Hongshan is? That is the very powerful and enthusiastic anchor in the traffic broadcast. He often helps people solve problems on the broadcast. You go to him and he can definitely help. You got Tintin back."

   Hearing Xiaoan's directions, Dazhi became excited.

  He packed up his bags without saying a word.

   "What are you doing?"

   "I will look for it now."

   "Fool, people don't get off work without rest? You, forget it. Anyway, I don't have to go to work tomorrow, you... come home with me and take you tomorrow."

  "You are such a good person! Teacher Zhou said that nowadays there are fewer and fewer good people. If you meet good people, you must thank God..."

   "Good people and bad people are hard to say, did you taste mine just now? Warning, you can only use the sofa when you get to my house. If you dare to have any ideas, hey!"

   glared fiercely at Da Zhi, Xiao An raised his fist.

  Faced with the big fist, the former nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

  ……

  In front of the parking lot of the Radio and Television Building.

  Dazhi and Xiaoan finally waited for Hongshan to drive to work, but it is obvious that this anchor, who is known for his enthusiasm, is different from the rumors.

  "Hongshan, hello Hongshan, this is Li Dazhi. His child was adopted. To be precise, his daughter is not related to him by blood, but they live together..."

   "You, hello, my name is Li Dazhi, I am thirty-five years old this year. This, this is my Tintin, she was taken away by a woman..."

  Looking at the two people who stopped their car before the security guard saluted and talked about looking for children, the well-known anchor with sunglasses was obviously not happy.

  Facing the two people's constant slap on the car to "narrate the grievance", he just waved at the security guard.

   Then, he drove away without looking back.

  Looking at the arrogant face of Xu Ge, the actor of Hongshan, on the big screen, the audience was amused;

   "Fuck, I finally know why Xinye's movie saves so much money. This is so special that actors don't need to spend money, right?"

   "Laughing to death, worthy of the faithful. Sure enough, the habit of saving by the older generation of people has been fully carried forward!"

"Puff haha, I used to know that Xinjia Banli'an Xiaoxiao is a free labor for ten thousand years. Now my godson Xu Ge has also been arranged! With the name of the executive director, he has to work as an actor. Deep The letter is true!"

   "Good son!"

   "You guys have not found out. Since I met Xinye, Xu Ge's path has widened. I used to see Xu Ge's movies from the beginning to the end. Now this product is also starting to act in literary films."

  The story continues on the big screen;

  "Why is this man like this! Returning to a good friend of the citizens, Bah! Bah! Bah!"

  Looking at the BMW car driving away, Xiao An, who was driven out by the security guard, was a little frustrated.

   "Little, Xiao An. He, can he really help me find Ding Ding."

   "Now that I say what is the use of this, people will ignore you."

  "Great wisdom, great wisdom has a way."

   Aside, he was thrown out by the security guard, covered in mud, and looked at the notice posted in front of the parking lot and became silly.

  As soon as the screen turns, Dazhi has already put on the cleaning work clothes of the radio and television.

  In the corridor that was so polished that it could be seen, Dazhi met Hongshan again.

   "Hong, hello Hongshan!"

"it is good."

  This anchor who is full of vitality in the broadcast and is always enthusiastic about solving emotional problems for the audience, and is not friendly outside the studio.

   Facing the cleaner carrying a mop in the corridor, Hong Shan just nodded faintly, and then spared a moment and prepared to walk away.

  But his route was blocked by the figure carrying the mop.

After being blocked several times, Hong Shan raised his head.

  With a dissatisfied gaze, he glanced at the sightless cleaner in front of him.

"What are you doing?"

   "We met the day before yesterday, met each other. Ha ha ha uh, my daughter Ding Ding was adopted..."

  ?

  Hearing that smirk, Hong Shan frowned.

"are you crazy?"

"You are really amazing! You can see Dazhi's brain at a glance, and his brain is not good. Hehehe, you are better than the doctors in the hospital. They want Dazhi to do more inspections and take pictures. The light film, blood was drawn again, and the laboratory test found that Dazhi was ill. Xiaoan said, yes, you are really amazing! This is my Ding Ding, she was taken away, can you help me get her Find it back?"

  In the chaos of Hongshan, Dazhi took a photo from the jacket pocket of his work clothes and handed it to Hongshan.

  But that photo was opened by Hong Shan.

   "I'm sick!"

  As Hong Shan walked away with 10,000 points of dissatisfaction, heads came out in the corridor.

   "What did I just say? He won't care!"

   "Mr. Hong recently divorced his wife. You post on him at this time. It will be weird if he doesn't scold you."

   "Hey, what does it have to do with this? Just like when he didn't divorce him.

"Big guy, don't be silly. Teacher Hong is only interested in things that can be solved in a single program, which can stir the audience's emotions and increase the listening rate. Your matter is too complicated, and he won't take care of it. ."

   "Too naive, I don't understand this thing."

  "Teacher Hong Xian'er, the fireworks that people emit are all fireworks that can increase the listening rate. Don't waste your effort. If you have the effort to please him, it is better to get me a glass of boiling water."

   "Give me a drink too!"

   "Oh, big guy, didn't you see a file with a blue cover when you wiped the floor just now, why can't I find it?"

  Amidst the taunts of colleagues, Dazhi silently picked up the photos on the ground.

   Then with a smirk, he took the thermos cups one by one.

  Although the big plan of chasing love was hindered, but the great wisdom of a stick did not give up.

  He printed hundreds of photos with Ding Ding, like a small card for Miss Bao in the hotel, every day when cleaning, he would stuff one into the crack of Hongshan's office door.

  Although this doesn't seem to have any effect, this office has undergone changes due to the existence of Dazhi.

  Every day, Dazhi will get up early from Xiaoan’s sofa, make breakfast for Xiaoan, and rush to the unit.

  Bad brain and obedient, making him an existence called by all employees.

  But in Dazhi's thinking, these calls are regarded as serious tasks. He slowly but earnestly carried out everything that others gave him.

  Each work station in the office is cleaned up every morning. The messy documents are neatly organized, and the keyboard and computer are wiped out to see people. A thermos cup filled with boiling water and a neat newspaper will be the first thing that every employee sitting at the work station faces.

  Even on these workstations, sometimes there will be some post-it notes like "Red OO files are on the first layer of O drawing", "You were unhappy yesterday, there is sugar under the newspaper".

  In this world, few people do not like to be serious and full of kindness and warmth.

  Gradually, the slightly joking name of "big guy" turned into an affectionate voice of "Great Wisdom".

   And this title, along with the mouths of colleagues, frequently appeared in Hong Shan's ears.

  But what made this enthusiastic in the live broadcast room and the frosty two-faced in the office impressed most is today.

  At the weekend, Hongshan’s 12-year-old son came to the unit.

  Here, he met Dazhi.

  　PS: The script was written too long, a total of more than 40,000 words. I really shouldn't write it together, I should write the plot in the process of filming the plot. But the good news is that I will finish all the contents of the movie today. Ask for a wave of monthly passes.

  (End of this chapter)