Li Xingye and the doctor have always had business contacts. One is a doctor, and the other is a medicine dealer. If they say they don't know each other, no one will believe them.
Li Xingye couldn't understand this foreign doctor called Thanksgiving who gave him a Z name.
In the territory of this country, foreigners are far more noble than natives. The United States, where Doctor Grateful is located, is also powerful among foreign countries. But the other party not only left his hometown and came here, but also gave himself a name in Z. How could this surprise Li Xingye
But accidents are accidents, Li Xingye still has to establish a good relationship with him, because of his existence, Li Xingye's medicine business can do better.
Recently, this doctor needs more medicines, and there is a kind of medicine that Li Xingye does not have much, and his grandfather also has a large demand for this kind of medicine, Li Xingye has no choice but to go to the doctor's clinic to explain to him , I hope he can cancel this order.
"Hide first." A foreign doctor named Thanksgiving hid Zhang Xuemei.
Zhang Xuemei hid in the medicine cabinet next to her, unwilling to leave. There is only one famous medicine merchant in this world, and that is her good neighbor Li Xingye. She didn't know why she had to meet this neighbor, but Zhang Xuemei really wanted to ask, did he regret it a little bit
However, what position does she have to ask? Just because she had a crush on him, that's why she felt let down
"Thank you doctor, I came this time to hope that you can cancel the order of the anti-inflammatory drug. The situation is unstable recently, and I can't find the channel to buy it." Li Xingye hid in the cabinet with some regret and regret on his face. Zhang Xuemei saw it clearly.
Lying, he is lying!
"Is it really gone?" The doctor was a little anxious, "Many of the patients in the whole room have complications, and the anti-inflammatory drug can help them tide over the difficulties."
He managed to get so many patients to believe him, how could he fall short at the last moment
Li Xingye looked into the doctor's eyes, as if he saw his hypocrisy in the other's clear eyes.
Of course he still has the medicine in his hand, but he can't take it out. During the war, some life-saving medicines are more important than guns and weapons. Now it's not just the doctor and grandfather who are staring at the batch of medicine in his hand, I heard that there are other forces. It's just because the doctor and grandfather are not easy to mess with, so they keep it hidden.
"Doctor, I'm serious about this medicine..." Li Xingye turned his head angrily, not wanting to look directly at the doctor. Before he finished speaking, Zhang Xuemei came out of the cabinet.
Zhang Xuemei had no choice but to come out.
These days, she and the doctor take care of these patients. Many of these patients are soldiers who fought bloody battles for this country, and some are ordinary civilians.
But when they are lying in the same hospital bed, everyone's life is extremely precious.
In comparison, her little thoughts are nothing at all, even a bit ridiculous.
"Why are you lying?" Zhang Xuemei looked at Li Xingye coldly, tears welling in her eyes, "It doesn't matter if you don't save me, but there are almost dozens of patients in the clinic now, and they just count on the medicine to save their lives, isn't it so Are many lives not enough for you to take out the things? You know many of them, right? "
Zhang Xuemei knew that Li Xingye had this kind of medicine, because she had seen Li Xingye order people to move boxes of medicine into his cellar.
"I don't have this medicine. Miss Zhang, if you don't believe me, you can go to my house to search." Li Xingye replied indifferently.
"Isn't there one in your cellar?"
Li Xingye's eyes suddenly darkened. At this moment, he was like a poisonous snake. No matter how handsome his appearance was, it would only make people feel scared.
The doctor looked at this and then at that, with a puzzled expression on his face. Because the two people talked in z language the whole time, and the speed was very fast, he actually didn't understand it very well.
The atmosphere on the field suddenly fell silent.
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"Call the work." Mei Zihan stretched fiercely, wishing he could run around a few times.
They have filmed the scene where the three of them meet ten times.
Especially in the first shoot, when Mei Zihan saw Rick's eyes, he didn't know how to put his hands and feet.
How should I put it, the other person's eyes seem to be able to speak, when you are playing directly with him, you have already forgotten that he is the best actor, but really a stateless doctor who saves lives and heals the wounded.
The actor is worthy of being an actor, when standing there, he can feel that the other party has entered the play. Li Ruo is not to be outdone, and she has no sense of disobedience when she plays a teenage girl. The vigorous vitality in her is the root of saving the country.
Many people are mediocre, but there are also many young people who come forward. Mei Zihan stood next to the two of them at the beginning, and his painting style was incompatible, because he couldn't get into the state in a second like the two of them. Already super god.
After Mei Zihan got used to it for a few minutes, he slowly found the feeling, but the previous few shots were still not in place. It was the fifth time that Mei Zihan felt that he could not be overwhelmed by the aura of the two of them and could speak his lines correctly.
The strange thing is that director Zhou Guojian didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Mei Zihan's slow performance, and he didn't urge Mei Zihan.
"This young man's acting skills are good, and he's also very courageous." Zuo Jun stood aside and said to another old friend who lives there, "Not everyone has the guts to compete head-on with Rick and Li Ruo. Standing in front of the two of them, I don't know how to act."
"It's not because he played your son in it, you just said that on purpose." Another old drama player glanced at his old classmate mockingly, "But you are right, this actor has a bright future. There are many actors who have the same aura as him, but there are very few actors who can maintain this aura until they are 30 years old and are still improving. Director Zhou Guojian's vision has always been so accurate, you can't accept it."
"My son is not interested in acting. If Mei Zihan were my son, you wouldn't be afraid to vomit blood with envy." Zuo Jun retorted without concealment, "I heard that he also starred in a movie directed by Li Wei before. In this year, maybe he can become a national first-class actor."
"Then we'll wait and see. I don't seem to have a direct role with him in this movie. I hope that I can play against him seriously on the national stage in the future."
"You looked at me well before." Li Ruo patted Mei Zihan on the shoulder, "I feel like I was really targeted by a poisonous snake."
"I hope I don't scare the children into tears in the future." Mei Zihan rubbed the back of his head, smiling a little silly, and he was completely different from Li Xingye who was on the stage before.
"By the way, according to the requirements of the script, I'm going to hit you in the next scene." Mei Zihan lingered on the face of the goddess for a while with heartache, "I still have to hit hard, Sister Li Ruo, let me tell you in advance sorry."
"What's the matter?" Li Ruo didn't care about it. "When I was not famous, I rolled down the mountain. That would be really fatal. I'm not that delicate, but don't put too much pressure on you."
How can there be no pressure in my heart? I was so stressed that I almost cried.
After returning, Mei Zihan could only talk to Jiang Ying silently to resolve the troubles in his heart.
"Come on hard." When the work started the next day, director Zhou Guojian rarely came over to encourage Mei Zihan, "Don't be soft."
Mei Zihan almost didn't kneel down for him.
Take a deep breath. Take a deep breath.
Mei Zihan took a deep breath and looked at her right hand, wanting to cry.
He has never slapped anyone before, he doesn't know how strong he is, and the object of the slap is the goddess he has worshiped for many years.
After the film is broadcast, I will definitely be cursed by the fans of the goddess.
Maybe it won't be long before the right hand will rot.
The more Mei Zihan thought about it, the more terrifying he became. When he was about to go on camera, he still had a heroic look on his face.
"Okay, get ready to start." But with the director's order, Mei Zihan's expression immediately changed, and he became that cowardly Li Xingye again.
"Do you really have a heart? So many people are calling for help, can't you hear it at all! They are your compatriots, everyone is alive!" Zhang Xuemei grabbed Li Xingye's collar, and her petite body exploded Powerful, every question she asked turned into a sharp knife, piercing straight into Li Xingye's heart.
Li Xingye wanted to back away, but as soon as he raised his head, he saw the doctor's suspicious and pitiful eyes.
It's normal for him to doubt me, but why should he pity me
Li Xingye came back to his senses, looked at the girl who was questioning him angrily, and there were countless voices lingering in his mind.
me…
At this moment, Zhang Xuemei's face seemed to overlap with that of her mother.
Li Xingye was scared out of his wits.
Why do you have to force him
He also wanted to simply start a small business, serve his mother, and have a family reunion, just like when he was a child, even if he lived a poor life, at least the family was together.
But since when has it changed
Did grandpa and uncle start to join the army? Or the moment when his father's body was dragged out of the concession? Or is it the first time he let go of the hand of the person who asked him to save his life
my compatriots
No, there are no my countrymen here.
No one can understand me.
At this moment, Mei Zihan's heart suddenly surged with great grief and indignation, as if he and Li Xingye's thoughts were in sync.
Can he understand why this character can't make a choice for a long time? This is a person who is not suitable for living in troubled times.
Li Xingye's life was out of season.
"Snapped."
Li Xingye slapped Zhang Xuemei away.
"shut up!"
Li Xingye's eyes no longer dodged, but instead looked back at the two of them.
He stood here, as if he would fall down at any time, but he still maintained his last demeanor and posture.
At this time, Li Xingye showed another gentle smile on his face, as if the decisiveness just now was just an illusion.
He retracted into his body again, hiding it more tightly than before.