Senior Superstar

  Chapter 813 The card game is also a battlefield! (Look for a monthly pass!)

   Chapter Seventy-Five

   Gu Heliang had never doubted this incident from the beginning.

  To be honest, in the current entertainment industry, it doesn’t matter what Beijing or Hong Kong circles.

  There are only three factors that can really make a director or actor continue to be popular in this circle-capital, work, and audience.

  Capital is the time of day, which allows an artist to not be ruined by money issues when he debuts or when he needs it most.

  Works are geographically advantageous, allowing an artist to have his own one-acre three-quarters of land, to change the law of the famous reputation circle leeks.

  The audience is human and, whether the artist can be popular, maybe this factor accounts for the lowest proportion. But whether an artist can be popular for a long time, this factor is definitely the most important one.

  Like Gu He, who has the resources of the Beijing circle, his works do not lack support from all parties, and he obviously stayed in the comfort circle for a long time. After becoming famous quickly, I forgot to think about my future and determine what I really need in the next stage.

  Many seemingly inexplicable things in this world are like this. A person who seems to be quite successful suddenly smashes his head, often not because of drifting. It's because of laziness-I have been comfortable for too long, and I have forgotten how I came here in the first place, and I am too lazy to think about what qualities I should have next.

   is the same as a dog author who writes slightly better at some starting points and does not work hard to update.

  So this kind of person stumbles, and it is not surprising for Li Shixin, who has always had a clear understanding of himself and knows where he came from and where he is going.

   To put it plainly, artists like Gu He who are surrounded by only a small group of diehard fans, and most of their fame depends on capital and previous works, but they are actually very fragile.

  As long as the mass audience is aimed at, the capital will naturally deviate, and the previous works will be exposed to the sun. It is impossible not to be cold.

  As for those few clowns who stood up and tried to align themselves with each other, Li Shixin didn't want to take care of him unless he was too good to cheer.

  As the Internet has deepened people's information acceptance of things, the truth of many things has been lost.

The greatest significance of the nine-year compulsory education is not to allow people to learn how to cage chickens and rabbits in the same cage, nor to allow people to understand the long English sentences with **** accents on the tape, nor to make people proficient in those who might only be able to understand them The language of writing articles such as resignation reports is to let people have the basic thinking to identify things independently and the ability to classify and receive information.

  Fortunately, it has become popular.

  As the 90s formally mature, it is only a matter of time before the humane destruction and social death of Internet junk like Ai Dajin and Yuanyuan.

  If there is no applause value contributed by netizens, it will delay one's own edge by handling this garbage!

  In the bedroom.

  Looking at the applause value of nearly two million accumulated in his system again, Li Shixin grinned.

   Once again forcefully pressed the hand that wanted to draw, he directly invested all the cheers into the life options!

  There is no way. Although the cheer value is getting higher and higher now, the conversion ratio of 1:10000 in the system after the upgrade is really the old man’s life.

  "This is to make the old man work hard for survival and support! When will the old man live for a hundred years, be unparalleled, and retire gloriously?!"

   Following Li Shixin's roar, more than 1.9 million cheers instantly turned into countless points of light and poured into his body.

  Drops!

  The user system panel has been updated;

  User: Li Shixin.

  Body age: 39 years and 120 days.

  Life balance: 10 years and 228 days.

  Current applause value: 7397 points.

   After confirming that he was about to break through his eleven-year lifespan, Li Shixin took a deep breath.

  Very good, old man.

  You once again overcome the habit of betting on dogs, and contribute to your long-lived cause.

  You, awesome!

  Silently gave himself a thumbs-up, Li Shixin got up and put on his clothes, and walked towards the Children's and Children's Center with his hands under his hands.

  At this time, Li Shixin was busy filming. Although the old fans took advantage of their location to visit the theater every day, they did not have many opportunities to get close.

  Now that the filming of the film is over, and the things on hand come to an end for the time being, Li Shixin has to go over and take a good look at whatever he thinks.

  When Li Shixin arrived at the Children's and Children's Center, the old fans who went to work on time every day had already gathered in the small theater.

  However, there have been more crews operating in Rongdian recently, and even group performances that have always had no food have increased in price, so there are no drama performances in the small theater.

  As the manager of the small theater and the butler of Li Shixin's studio, Zhang Shuo was also absent.

  When Li Shixin walked into the gate, a group of old men and women were splitting into gangs and chatting happily.

  And Liu Feng and Wu Ming’s group occupy the most central stage of the entire small theater. They set up a few tables while drinking medlar jujube water with a health pot, while rubbing mahjong under the wait of a few teenagers.

   "Grandma Wu, you're not right to hit this way. You may be missing this shot!"

  Entering from the side door, Li Shixin frowned upon hearing Lin Maggie’s milky milky move.

  I asked Lao Wu to stay with the child for a few days before. How did you bring this?

  It's only a few days now, do you all know that the lack of yao breaks the nine?

  Chinese is improving very fast!

"Ah."

  Faced with Maiqi's reminder, Wu Ming curled his lips in disdain and looked at his home.

  There, Zhao Jinzhi was wearing a loose Adidas tracksuit, and frowned a card with **** coated with Danko.

"Maizi, grandma teaches you. This mahjong game is our national quintessence. The essence of this art is not that you are not foolish. It is how you can make people who you don't want her to win get her. The desired card. How can you make you think that the person he wins can get the card he wants. Do you understand? Look up, Yaoji!"

  Wu Ming's teaching made Lin Maiqi, who was only six years old, blink her big watery eyes.

  With deep doubts, she cast her gaze to Zhao Jinzhi who was aside.

   "Auntie Zhao, is Grandma Wu targeting you?"

"Oh"

  Xiao Nizi’s question made Zhao Jinzhi draw her mind from the intractable mid-door confrontation. She patted Xiao Nizi’s head lightly, and she smiled.

"First of all, you have to call me grandma. Then, don't listen to the fallacies of this widowed old woman. Playing mahjong is not only based on scheming and calculation. More often, it depends on such a little natural beauty. ,as well as"

  Speaking of this, Zhao Jinzhi stretched out her long fingers and touched Zhang Mahjong.

  After lightly rubbing the pad of her thumb, she raised the corners of her mouth.

   Flip the card up and slap it heavily on the table so that everyone can see the surface of the card. Zhao Jinzhi twisted a lollipop on the table with her orchid fingers and put it charmingly into her lips.

   "Wait, touch yourself, I'm crazy."

  Lin Maggie's eyes widened as she looked at Zhao Jinzhi's heroic appearance.

  "Grandma Zhao is good. That's amazing!"

   "I said, you two should change positions. Playing mahjong well, how can you get a man against a man? Grandson, let you young people, call it, call it?"

  On the side, when he heard the question from his grandfather, Liu Feng's grandson, who was sitting in distress, raised his head.

  He took a long sigh, his eyes filled with envious tears.

   "If you go back to Grandpa, Bai Xue live!"

   Seeing such a scene, Li Shixin pretended not to see anything, and coughed slightly.

   "Ha, how about playing mahjong?"

  (End of this chapter)