Senior Superstar

  Chapter 547 I have a chance to take it out and give you Kangkang! (seeking a monthly pass!)

  The system dream this time is the longest Li Shixin has ever done.

   may be related to the number of dream fragments related to skills, after all, this time the dream has run through half of the dream owner's life.

  I had a dream for one night, especially when I spent most of the time in the dream practicing the things that destroy the children and exhaust the old man, Li Shixin only felt that every bone in his body was sore and unbearable.

  But thinking of the last scene of the dream, he was still quite relieved.

The dreams in the past were so bloody. The owner of the dreams was either stabbed in the armies, or had his head cut off. The most comfortable way to die was to fall from a 100-meter-high pavilion. on the ground.

  This time it is the conscience of the system, high and low gave a HE ending.

  It seems that there is no [Lost] before the skill, it should be that the dream master survived for the last time.

  Finally figured out the rules of your scum system!

   despised the system in his heart, recalling the dots in the second half of the dream, Li Shixin smiled slightly.

  The half of the girl’s life in the dreamland is actually not perfect in the strict sense-she was abandoned by her family when she was young, and she was exhausted in the troupe. Not to mention the life behind avoiding war and tossing for survival.

  The hardships of life can be exchanged for spiritual freedom and a partner who has redeemed each other's support and support, spent the most difficult and gloomy moments together, and saw the end of the enemy.

  A half-life like this can be regarded as complete without saying happiness.

   Rubbed his swollen cheeks, and completely got rid of his thoughts from the dream state, Li Shixin lay down on the bed again—a regained sleep.

  More than seven o'clock.

  Amid the noise, Li Shixin finally woke up.

  Hearing the chirping voice of a group of old fans outside the door, Li Shixin changed his clothes and walked out of the room.

  In the courtyard, Liu Feng’s grandson, Wu Ming and a group of old fans have arrived. A group of elderly people are carrying Xu Shi’s breakfast that he bought when he was walking in the morning, and put them on the stone table in a hurry.

   Seeing Li Shixin come out, Liu Feng’s father was immediately happy; "Shixin, are you up? Hurry up, the freshly made soybean juice, brush your teeth while it is hot!"

  Looking at the old man with a melancholy smile, Li Shixin slapped haha.

   Yesterday I promised a group of old fans, today I will take everyone around the capital. All the staff arrived at 7 o'clock in the morning, and it seemed that these old urchins had already counted on it.

  Taking the dental appliances, Li Shixin squatted under the wall of the yard, brushing his teeth and arranged the day's schedule.

  In fact, there is nothing to arrange.

  According to Li Shixin’s understanding, the thing of traveling is actually a new and novel environment and a change of mood. There is no need to talk about which attraction you have to visit when it comes to this city, and there is no need to talk about what you have to eat, watch and play when you come to this place.

  In his understanding, the humanities and customs of a city that are not easily detectable are far more interesting than those tourist attractions that are overcrowded on the bright side.

  So a group of old fans said they wanted to visit the capital. What Li Shixin wanted was to avoid the scenic spots and go to the older places for a penny except for things that interest him.

  Ignore the fast part of a city and feel the slow part with historical temperature.

  To put it bluntly, it is the proper Buddhist sunset red travel method.

  For Li Shixin's idea, a group of old fans are very supportive-it won't be possible if they don't support it. Yesterday, I was taken by a black tour guide to the fake Great Wall and climbed a circle.

  I played the action scene for a day yesterday. If I don’t come to some literary movies today, I guess it will be a box rhythm.

  After washing up, Li Shixin had breakfast and went back to the house to change clothes.

  Passing by An's small room, Li Shixin shook his head when he heard the slight snoring sound inside, and then looked at the watch at 8:30.

  When not filming, An Xiaoxiao’s whole baby is just like a waste person.

  It seems that I will have to talk to the second godson, who is incompetent, and do some work for this girl. Or just brace yourself and take it with you

  Otherwise, if you continue like this, An Xiaoxiao will become An Tuantuan sooner or later.

   "Little!"

After thinking about it for a moment, Li Shixin knocked on the door of An's little room.

   "What are you doing?"

   "Get up! What time is this?"

   "Damn it, teacher, a mysterious force has sealed me on the bed, ah, what a big suction, what a big suction"

  Listening to the vague and vague dream of the rebel in the room, Li Shixin frowned and knocked on the door fiercely.

   "Don't talk about it's useless!"

  "Teacher, the quilt is sick, and it’s been coughing so pitifully I can’t leave one of it, let me warm it up with my body temperature for a while."

  Are you so caring? !

   rubbed his beating brows, Li Shixin grinned.

   "Okay, I won't get up if I don't get up. I will go to the snack street with your grandpa Feng, Grandma Wu and the others. After you get up, clean up the house."

  "Teacher, wait for me!"

  (っΙ`)っ

   With a loud shout, Ann Xiao, with disheveled hair, wearing a white nightdress, and a sling slipped off his shoulder, appeared at the door.

   "Teacher, my soul has already woke up! What was lying on the bed just now was an empty body."

   Seeing that Li Shixin had put on his clothes, he was in a posture of going out immediately, the embarrassment on An Xiaoxiao's face immediately disappeared.

  !()

"Be sure to bring me to the snack street! Teacher, don’t get me wrong. I want to go with you. It’s definitely not me. An Xiaoxiao wants to eat those old-fashioned pastries and dark braised stews. I just watched the weather forecast yesterday. Let’s say that today’s temperature is 32 degrees, a group of you, if there is a headache, brain fever, heatstroke, and cold on such a hot day, how can my grandson and brother take care of it alone?! Today, let me be An Xiaoxiao as the head of the logistics team. !"

  Li Shixin laughed angrily when he heard An Xiaoxiao’s reason.

  Shentemo is the head of the logistics team.

  Your saliva is coming out!

   Twisted Lanhua's fingers and nodded on An's small forehead fiercely, and sang a lyric from last night's dream out of context.

   "I don't care about my face in life, and I am in vain when I live in the world!"

  Drops!

   Get an additional [Shock] cheer value, 220 points!

  "Brother, where did you learn this paragraph?"

   Hearing the voice behind him, Li Shixin turned around and saw Zhao Jinzhi, who didn’t know when he would be back last night, dressed in a Decathlon and had just returned from morning exercises.

   "Why? Not easy to hear?"

  Li Shixin smiled faintly and raised his brows.

  Looking at his calm look, Zhao Jinzhi shook her head vigorously.

   "Without ten years of hard training, you can't come out of this accent. When you heard you sing "The Drunken Concubine" before, you didn't have this skill. Brother, how many things do you hide?"

  In Zhao Jinzhi's complicated eyes, Li Shixin laughed.

   "That's too much to go. If you have a chance, I will show it to you!"

"Oh?"

  Aside, An Xiaoxiao raised her brows as she was putting the toothbrush into her mouth. A small face with eye feces, laughed like a idiot.

   "Teacher, I think it’s better for Teacher Zhao to be full of exploration by himself. Hehehe"

  (End of this chapter)