Chapter 363 My illness... probably... should... possibly... be cured, right?
"Uncle, how are you feeling? Are you feeling any better?"
After feeding the medicine, Jiang Zhiyuan looked at Director Wang expectantly. Director Wang had no idea what script they were performing, nor did he know whether his illness would get better.
"Do you think my illness will get better?"
Wang Dao felt that his tongue had lost all feeling, which was due to the pain.
I don’t know what that candy was made of, it was extremely bitter, just like coptis candy.
The pill just now had been replaced by Jiang Zhiyuan, so what was fed to Director Wang was actually bitter melon candy.
It would be strange if it wasn’t bitter!
"You ask me about your own physical condition. How do I know whether you will get better? You will get better when you should, and you will not get better when you shouldn't.
Uncle, I'm afraid your mind is really confused. Alas, I feel so sorry for my dear uncle."
Jiang Zhiyuan helped Director Wang sit in an empty seat next to him while wiping away her tears.
Director Wang was dumbfounded by her words, so should he get better or not?
Give me a straight answer! You didn't even tell me the script, how am I supposed to act?
So Wang Dao tried desperately to wink at this person, hoping to get an accurate answer, but that person was like a blind person, pretending not to see anything at all.
He started winking at the others again, but how could the others understand where the plot was going? The man had only given them one sentence.
“Improve yourself and adapt to changing circumstances.”
Just eight simple words, and then a big drama began. They are all confused now, okay?
So when faced with Director Wang's eager, inquiring gaze, everyone else chose to lower their heads or completely ignore it.
Don’t look at us, we don’t know how the next plot will unfold!
If you want to ask, ask the person next to you, she is the director of everything.
We were just a small supporting role, and we didn't get paid. We even had to put on chili and ginger juice to get her approval.
At that time, we fully considered that some people might not be professional performers, so we directly used plug-ins to stimulate their emotions.
Unexpectedly, it was quite successful. At least their tears were streaming down and their eyes were red.
[Originally, I was planning to be aloof today, but when I heard Director Wang's words, I couldn't hold it back anymore.
Nima! Hahahaha…]
[I'm rolling around in my room laughing so hard that my mom thinks I'm mentally ill.]
Director Wang, in the most sincere and pious tone, asked whether he, who was not ill, should be cured. Who understands my sense of humor?
[Director Wang is now frantically thinking in his mind, should I get better?
They didn't even give me a script, how am I supposed to act? Can you guys please take care of my life or death?]
If I were Director Wang, I would totally give up now.
Anyway, everyone is currently performing clinically, so what if I mess around a little?
The assistant's nose was about to burst. It was because he was so naughty that he touched his nose with his hand coated with chili powder.
"Uncle, is your health improving?"
Jiang Zhiyuan continued to ask, and Director Wang was speechless.
What exactly does this person want? Is it really impossible to force him to improvise?
"My illness... maybe... should... possibly... be cured, right?"
Wang Dao's tone was full of uncertainty. He really didn't know what this group of people were up to.
"You are truly a living god. Just a small pill can make my uncle's condition better.
If we continue to take the medicine for a few more courses, will his illness be completely cured?"
Jiang Zhiyuan got the answer she wanted and immediately looked at the witch with hope.
“I can’t guarantee this, I can only say to keep eating and try.
If it doesn't get better, I'll need to adjust my medication.
You know, this disease cannot be cured in big hospitals, so it is very good that we can achieve this effect here.
But don't worry, as long as you join our church, all gods will bless you!
Your uncle's illness will definitely get better."
The witch is really a conscientious "charlatan". Even at this time, she did not forget to recruit people to join the guild to increase her performance.
"Really? Then we will definitely join this Pantheon Church!"
When Jiang Zhiyuan heard this, a cunning light flashed in his eyes, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.
"Of course you can, girl. Grandma, I can be your guarantor."
Grandma Wang was also moved by this man's filial piety, and she took the initiative to step forward.
You should know that the guarantor gets a commission. She can get a commission of 200 yuan for each person she guarantees.
Jiang Zhiyuan held Grandma Wang's hand tightly and continued with tears of gratitude.
"Auntie Wang, you are truly our benefactor!
If we hadn't met you, we really wouldn't know what to do.
We will sincerely join this Pantheon Church and pray for my uncle and all those suffering from illness."
Grandma Wang was moved by Jiang Zhiyuan's sincerity. She nodded repeatedly and tears welled up in her eyes:
Good children, you are all good people, and all the gods will surely bless you.
I will take you to complete the formalities and officially become one of us."
At this time, Wang Dao was sitting aside. Although the bitterness of the bitter melon candy still lingered in his mouth, his heart was filled with mixed feelings.
He didn't expect that he would become the protagonist of this "big show" in such a dramatic way.
What surprised him even more was that this group of non-professional actors were able to fit into their roles so naturally and perform the scene so realistically.
"Director Wang, I declare you the next successor to 'Happy Comedians'. Why is your expression so funny?!?"
The Chinese language question is: Has Director Wang recovered from his illness? What does this tone of voice represent about Director Wang's current mental state?
[The person above, please get away. I just want to watch the live broadcast quietly and don’t want to do Chinese homework!
It's okay to have monthly exams on campus, but he actually has weekly exams. Am I some kind of mean person?]
[I'm just here to watch the live broadcast. Why are you discussing such a heavy topic?
Could the administrator of the live broadcast room please take care of anyone who says something like this and kick him out immediately, okay?]
At this time, the young assistant came to Director Wang and held his hand tightly.
"You are truly blessed!"
Wang Dao thought that his brother-in-law had finally found his conscience, and he felt a little touched. It turned out that family was the best.
But the next second, Director Wang's emotion disappeared completely, and only this thought remained.
You little bastard, you'll never have any pocket money in your life!
The young assistant loosened his grip on Director Wang's hand and, pretending to be careless, gently brushed his hand across Director Wang's eyes.
Director Wang felt a burning pain in his eyes, and tears suddenly flowed out.
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