The movie king also has to be called daddy [Entertainment circle]

Ling Xi put on the mask on the way out from the dressing room.

Wearing black clothes, black pants and a black mask, he is so cool that he has no friends.Even though the stars are shining here, his tall and thin figure still attracts discussions from many staff members.

Walking to the narrow corridor covered with indicator arrows, a group of bodyguards in black clothes and black trousers rushed towards us, shouting domineeringly "Give way, don't block the way", Ling Xi then looked up.

Coincidentally, the group of security guards was surrounded by Meng Hui in a wine red suit.

Meng Hui has long lost his youthful handsomeness, and his figure has gradually lost its shape, but as a boss, this big belly still holds a lot of weight.

At the moment, he was smiling and waving at the staff girl, with an approachable demeanor, and from time to time he pretended to be angry and yelled at the security guard: "Don't yell, what are you yelling at?"

The play is well organized.

Most of the little girls are interns. It was the first time they saw the superstar with their own eyes. They were so excited that they kept taking pictures with the cameras in their hands.

Meng Hui also greeted left and right very cooperatively, smiling enthusiastically, as if it was not his intention to bring so many bodyguards into the backstage.

Ling Xi only glanced hastily, then quickly looked away.He never wanted to have anything to do with this man again.

But he didn't expect that when he passed by, he was still recognized.

"Yo, Xiaoxi, what a coincidence." He stopped with a smile, and greeted him as if nothing happened.The security guards consciously expanded the circle, from surrounding him alone to surrounding the two of them.

Ling Xi also stopped, her hands still in her trouser pockets, completely lacking the respect that a junior should have when seeing a big brother.

Meng Hui was already half a head shorter than him, even though he was wearing a seven-figure high-end suit at the moment, he still lacked confidence.

From the first time he saw this kid, he was a little over the top.It's like drinking a spirit you've never had before, and you fall in love with it in one sip.The colder it is, the more arrogant it is, the more it suits his taste.

There are too many little stars who come to him kneeling and licking, and they are tired of playing.

He checked the kid's background several times, but he couldn't find it out.Probably just a wage earner from a poor family. Although he has a good temperament, he still has to bend his waist for money after all.

Unexpectedly, this kid, whether he was stupid or too self-righteous, refused his care.

Let's just treat him as stupid. After teaching him a lesson, he should be sensible.

Meng Hui didn't mention the variety show at all, as if it had nothing to do with him, and asked with a smile, "How are you doing now? Are you here to attend a concert or to find friends? Why haven't you put on makeup yet?"

There was no warmth in Ling Xi's eyes, she just stared at him without any scruples, but she sneered in her heart.

Ask knowingly.

It's not good to stay here, although the people around only think they are chatting casually, but this kind of tense atmosphere will soon be noticed by others.

Ling Xi's hands hanging on his trouser pockets tightened, and he replied coldly: "Look for friends."

Meng Hui laughed even wider, and took a step closer to him, the crow's feet around his eyes glowed greasy.He wanted to raise his hand to pat Ling Xi on the shoulder, but the latter deftly dodged it.

"I still have to do my makeup, hehe, let's not talk for now." Meng Hui took a step forward and stopped again.The security guard behind him slammed on the brakes, and the soles of his shoes rubbed against the floor tiles, making a sharp sound.

"By the way, what I said last time is still effective." His eyes were burning, and he was very ambiguous, "Come to me after thinking about it, I am happy to help young people. But don't make me wait too long, half a year at most. You know , my patience is limited."

Then he led everyone away, his back was very arrogant, and the boss of the gangster was nothing more than that.

Ling Xi clenched her teeth tightly, and the momentum of rushing her head out was like the cold winter wind.People who pass by unconsciously back away, lest they be accidentally injured.

Half a year, heh...

Meng Hui is really committed to him. Since when did this boss wait for someone for half a year?

Ling Xi went outside, blew on the wind, and slowly returned to her sanity.

He should be glad that he hasn't been banned yet, and he still has half a year to stand up.

If he makes good use of these six months, he may be able to turn the tide and save the situation before the big boss attacks him.

Now he is not fighting alone.

Thinking of this, Ling Xi looked up at the pointed roof of the Grand Theater, and through the white exterior wall of the building, she seemed to see a figure who was putting on makeup.

Even if that person has nothing now, he is still him.

The world is different whether the parents are there or not.

No matter how old they are, they still make people want to rely on them.

Thinking of this, Ling Xi's mood improved again.Glancing at his phone, it was almost time to start. He squeezed into the crowd of enthusiastic fans and lined up to check tickets.

After finding his own place, he sat down and began to swipe his phone boringly.

The chirping pigeons next to them are sending out aids, including orange light sticks, orange light boards, and huge posters of Korean songs.

"Wow, that little brother looks so good, he can kill me with a mask on! Is he also a pigeon?" A young lady sitting not far to his left covered her mouth while talking to her companion, but the volume was loud enough for Ling Xi to hear Be clear.

"Sitting here must be it! Go and send it to him, and add a WeChat by the way." Another young lady was also very excited, but she didn't dare to go up, so she urged her best friend to go up.

Ling Xi lowered his hat a little more in embarrassment. He was worried that if they found out that he was the opposite, would he be surrounded and beaten by girls?

He is good at fighting, but it is absolutely impossible to hit a woman.

How about... don't read it at all?

Just as he was hesitating, the brave young lady with painted faces had already come to say hello.She handed over a poster of Han Ge, and her voice was unnaturally sweet: "Little brother, you are so tall, help us hold the poster for a while, and cheer for Zai Zai, okay?"

"..." Ling Xi took a look at Han Ge's poster, which was glistening with P, with mixed feelings in his heart.

You may not believe it when you say it, but I am Zai Zai, I am his Zai Zai...

"Okay." One word, simple and crisp, Ling Xi took the poster.

His idea is that as a son, he should cheer for his father, and holding the poster is more sincere.

Besides, use it to cover your face by the way.

"Thank you, that... that, WeChat, er, your WeChat, can you add it?" The young lady is very beautiful, she looks like the kind who is chased by boys on campus, but at this moment, she started to speak hesitantly.

She herself blushed, and seemed quite annoyed at her behaviour.

Before Ling Xi became a star, she was often approached by girls.In the year of his debut, he was chased by many younger sisters in the same period, but he was unmoved and refused bluntly.

It's not that I don't want to fall in love, but somehow, I just don't feel it.

...Perhaps, I am the one who is frigid.

"I'm sorry, my girlfriend is not allowed." Ling Xi threw out the excuse he had used for more than ten years, always pretending to have a jealous girlfriend.

This was said so much that I almost believed it, and the tone was sincere and affectionate.

Unexpectedly, the girls were not only not angry, but even more fanatical.After returning to his seat, he kept glancing over, his eyes burning like two laser beams.

Occasionally, there was a chest-thumping cry: "Why? Why does such a top-notch handsome guy have a girlfriend?!"

Ling Xi wanted to laugh a little.

People are always so strange, people who are scolded as trash through the screen become white moonlight sitting in front of them.

Ling Jianguo is the seventh program and it will be here soon.Ling Xi's hand holding the poster was getting hotter and hotter, and her palm was wet.

Now he is like a parent who sends his child to the examination room, he is so nervous that he doesn't need less children, but he can't do anything.

As the lights on the stage suddenly went out, and then exploded again, Ling Jianguo appeared under the orange spotlight.

The colorful follow-up lights spread out around him together with a dozen or so backup dancers. When the drums sounded, everyone lined up in two rows and began to dance.

Ling Jianguo put on Han Ge's 24-year-old young face, with a stiff smile on his face. Wearing a stage costume with fine glitter, he danced full of vitality.

Ling Xi stretched her neck and squinted her eyes to focus on his movements. Her head and right hand beat the rhythm together, as if she was on the stage.

Fortunately, although his father was a little nervous at first, he became more and more relaxed.Jumping to the end, I was completely integrated into the music, and the stage effect was not inferior to the original Korean song.

The song was already cheerful, and with Ling Jianguo's hard-working singing and dancing, the atmosphere of the scene was mobilized, the audience was jubilant, and the pigeons even sang in unison.

In just 4 minutes, Ling Xi felt that the days seemed like years.It wasn't until the last note fell that Ling Jianguo was firmly positioned in the center of the stage, and his hanging heart didn't let go.

The pigeons around me were more excited than ever. They all stood up with a huff, shouting: "Zizai is the best! The pigeons will always support you!"

Fans who know idols best have the most say.

They followed every performance of Han Ge, and of course they saw his great progress in dancing today.Many little girls took videos with their mobile phones, and in an instant, it was spread all over Weibo.

I don't know if it was too nervous or the atmosphere was too hot, but Ling Xi's forehead was covered with sweat.He couldn't help standing up with the little girl beside him, holding up the poster high.

Ling Jianguo stood on the stage and bowed excitedly to thank him.It was only two seconds, but the smile on his face was something Ling Xi had never seen before.

In the eyes of everyone, the shining person on the stage is a young and energetic young man, he sings, he dances, and he enjoys his youth wantonly.

Only Ling Xi knew that it was a 51-year-old man.He is fat, he is stupid, he is breathless when he walks two steps, he doesn't even know what the English words in the lyrics mean, he can only memorize each sentence.

Ling Xi vaguely remembered that his father had gray hair ten years ago, but he only saw that one time in all these years.Those are a few short ones, at the sideburns, when we meet again next time, they will disappear.

Ling Jianguo doesn't like maintenance, but he can't take gray hair lightly.It must be dyed every few months.

He said that white hair is a sign of aging and weakness, and just a few white hairs are enough to make your opponents look down on you in the business field.

Ling Xi swayed the huge poster in his hand from side to side vigorously, devoting himself to it like a true star group.

He didn't know if his dad who was smiling brightly on the stage could see it, but he hoped he could.

No, don't see it.

Ling Xi felt that Ling Jianguo was like a child at the moment, excited and embarrassed to accept the fan's confession.

That kind of flattery and satisfaction actually made him a son a little funny and a little moved.

This is the first time that seeing other people on stage makes me happier than myself.

In general, the father and son have overcome this first difficulty hand in hand.

Then, everything will slowly get better, right?

With this in mind, Ling Xi suddenly felt that Dad's time travel was not so bad.

Rejuvenation is always beautiful.

The author has something to say: This article does not seem to be in line with the mainstream, hahaha... It doesn't matter, I have to finish the story I want to tell on my knees!