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Chapter 568: A Masterpiece of a Film

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Xiao Fang and Xiao Cai, who had not long graduated from university, had relatively simple thoughts and ways of thinking.

Of course, this also had to do with their lack of understanding regarding this thing called "Medicine".

It was just like many viewers on Earth when they first started watching the movie; they felt immense hatred for the pharmaceutical representatives of the Genuine Medicine, feeling that by selling it so expensively and keeping such a tight watch on the sale of Imitation Medicine, they were essentially taking the lives of those who couldn't afford the Medicine!

As for the Fake Medicine peddler Zhang Zhanglin, he was even more detestable.

He started out selling ineffective Fake Medicine and even mixed flour into it; you have to admit, that's ruthless!

This dog of a man even swindled the life-saving money of leukemia patients!

After using coercion and bribery to obtain the agency rights for the Imitation Medicine that actually had medicinal effects, this dog of a man still wasn't satisfied, raising the price from 5,000 to 10,000, and then again to 20,000.

Anyway, as long as it was cheaper than the 40,000 for the Genuine Medicine, Laozi didn't have to worry about selling it!

Money, Laozi wants money!

Plus, the look on this Actor's face just looked evil!

"Why do I feel like this guy always plays bad guys?" Xiao Cai frowned, always feeling like this person looked familiar.

Could it be that he came from being a "Bad Guy Specialist"?

Zhang Zhanglin definitely had no good intentions when he found Cheng Yong.

Xiao Cai and Xiao Fang watched him lean over Cheng Yong's car window, shadows cast across his face, his large face with its folds of flesh revealing a smile: "Boss Cheng."

Wow, it looked so sinister, it looked so evil!

Sure enough, he had come to ask Cheng Yong for money.

"We are grasshoppers on the same rope; if I get caught, you'll be in trouble too."

Cheng Yong didn't say a word as he packed cash into a plastic bag and placed it on the table.

"You wanted 200,000, here is 300,000; you take the money and run, and let the matter of the Medicine rot in your stomach," Cheng Yong said.

Zhang Zhanglin looked at him in surprise, then couldn't help but say: "I heard you aren't making money this time?"

Cheng Yong lit a cigarette, ignored him, turned around, and smoked facing the window.

Zhang Zhanglin grinned, not knowing if he was mocking him or what: "Pretty righteous."

"But buddy has to give you some advice." He even started preaching.

"I've been selling Medicine for so many years, and I've discovered there's only one kind of illness in this world," Zhang Zhanglin said.

Cheng Yong turned his head to look at him.

Zhang Zhanglin leaned forward and said word by word: "The poverty illness!"

Boom! This sentence exploded directly in the minds of many viewers.

Especially in the movie, with all the foreshadowing of the Drama beforehand.

For example, the death of Lv Shouyi, or the old grandmother's plea to police officer Cao Bin.

"There is only one kind of illness in this world, the poverty illness!"

"Oh my god!" Xiao Fang and Xiao Cai felt a bit of goosebumps.

This script's lines were written too perfectly!

In the movie, Cheng Yong and Zhang Zhanglin looked at each other, and this Fake Medicine peddler even advised him, saying: "You can't cure this illness, and you can't cure them all, just forget it."

He said these words from the bottom of his heart.

Xiao Cai and Xiao Fang had originally thought he was just spouting nonsense, that he was spreading heretical ideas.

But Xiao Cai couldn't help but recall that after Cheng Yong decided to stop selling Medicine for fear of going to jail, many people who had previously bought cheap Medicine from him looked at him as if he were an enemy.

This is the complexity of human nature!

Very real, very realistic, and very distressing!

Cheng Yong looked at Zhang Zhanglin and just said indifferently: "Are you done?"

He wasn't persuaded and started to shoo him away.

Zhang Zhanglin picked up the bag of money and left.

The scene shifted, and the cautious and cunning Zhang Zhanglin was still caught by the police.

This caused three words to constantly Loop in Xiao Cai and Xiao Fang's minds: "What to do, what to do, what to do..."

They didn't care at all about whether this bad guy lived or died.

But with his character, he would 100% sell Cheng Yong out to seek a lighter sentence!

He might even shift the blame, claiming that this channel and the agency rights were all created by Cheng Yong, and that he was the mastermind!

Sure enough, during the interrogation, the police used the term "sentence reduction" to get him to confess clearly.

"Who exactly is selling the Medicine?"

Upon hearing this, a look of temptation appeared on Zhang Zhanglin's face, and he actually said: "Give me a cigarette."

The officer in charge of the interrogation lit a cigarette for him, and he took a puff with immense enjoyment, blowing clouds of smoke there.

"Who?" the police asked.

"Me," he said directly.

"Are you trying to fool a ghost?"

"You've been on the run for over half a year, how did you sell the Medicine?"

Zhang Zhanglin smiled and said: "It really wasn't me."

On his large face, the smile piled up into folds of flesh again.

"Zhang Zhanglin, I'll ask you one more time, who exactly is it?"

This fat man, wearing handcuffs and smoking, shook his head and said: "Don't know."

"You really have no shame, do you!" the police officer shouted.

"Selling Fake Medicine and harming people, what are you being arrogant about?" the police officer asked.

"Who have I harmed? In these past two years, I've saved at least five hundred leukemia patients, if not a thousand. Doesn't that count as accumulating Kindness and performing acts of Kindness?"

"Am I right?" He raised his head to look at the police, his large face once again breaking into a smile full of fleshy folds; it looked uglier than crying, yet carried a hint of neurosis.

Xiao Fang and Xiao Cai exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

"He actually didn't give up Cheng Yong!"

"Even though he could have received a reduced sentence, he still didn't give him up!"

At the police station, Cao Bin was reviewing files when he suddenly noticed Cheng Yong.

This man had previously had a conflict with Zhang Zhanglin, and his Indian God Oil shop had also been reported.

Xiao Fang and Xiao Cai were instantly even more nervous.

Because they knew Cao Bin was the younger brother of Cheng Yong's ex-wife; he had always loathed Cheng Yong and looked down on him, and the two already had bad blood.

Cao Bin came to Cheng Yong's factory to find him, but Cheng Yong kept stalling, exposing his own ugly, capitalist face.

"Don't look at that Huang Mao as just a patient; one of him is worth two."

He even deliberately lit a cigar in front of Cao Bin, putting on the arrogant airs of someone who had struck it rich, showing off in front of a man who used to look down on him.

Cao Bin voiced his suspicions.

You know Zhang Zhanglin, there are patients in the factory, you used to sell Indian God Oil, you're familiar with that side...

Cheng Yong puffed on his cigar: "Are you joking, Officer? I know you don't think much of me, but you can't frame me either. Look at how well my factory is running; the net profit is hundreds of thousands a month! Why would I touch that stuff?"

"Is it very profitable?" Cheng Yong even started to get curious about the profits of Fake Medicine.

But before leaving, Cao Bin still told him: "By the way, we caught that Fake Medicine peddler who fought with you earlier."

The scene shifted, and Cheng Yong and Huang Mao continued to transport the Medicine.

Only this time, as soon as Huang Mao got into the car, Cheng Yong was stunned.

"What are you doing?" Huang Mao asked.

"Where's your hair?" he asked, holding a cigarette.

"Cut it off. Going home in a few days."

Cheng Yong couldn't hold back his laughter, looking at his buzz cut and saying: "Your head looks so awkward!"

"Wasn't it you who told me to cut it?"

Cheng Yong looked him over for a few moments and said: "It seems like the yellow hair was better."

Xiao Cai and Xiao Fang looked at the man with the buzz cut, feeling that he had transformed from a 'shamate' into a tough guy.

Wow, he looks even more like a tough guy!

But inexplicably, he still looked quite spirited, even carrying a hint of roguishness.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called you ugly before; I keep feeling like you're going to come through the screen and hit me.

During this transport of Medicine, Huang Mao said he was going to the restroom, but ended up sensing something was wrong and saw the police.

This impulsive youth immediately ran back, covered in sweat.

"Why did it take so long?" Cheng Yong asked: "What's wrong?"

Huang Mao stared straight at him, his face covered in fine beads of sweat suddenly breaking into a smile as he said: "That felt good!"

"If it felt good, then get in the car," Cheng Yong said.

He watched Cheng Yong's Back Shadow, his smile fading, his eyes slightly reddened, still panting heavily, just staring at him intently, watching him the whole time.

When Cheng Yong turned around, Huang Mao had already entered the driver's seat at some point and drove the car away.

"Haozi! Haozi!" Cheng Yong shouted.

This guy couldn't drive at all, and the car was swaying unsteadily.

Huang Mao's truck and the police car happened to meet on the main road.

Cao Bin's car, its bright headlights shining onto his face.

Before the haircut, no one could see Huang Mao's eyes clearly, let alone his gaze.

At this moment, the light shone on his face, allowing people to see his whole face clearly, to see his eyes.

The gaze was sharp, resolute, and fierce.

—A gaze that kills.

He bared his teeth at Cao Bin, and after baring his teeth, he tilted his head to the right, signaling for him to come and chase him, a frantic provocation.

Yet it was precisely this act of provocation and baring his teeth that made Xiao Cai and Xiao Fang suddenly feel he was incredibly cool, feeling that this man possessed an indescribable charm.

But, he also really looked like a... dog protecting its master.

Cheng Yong watched the chase scene, completely stunned.

In the end, just as Huang Mao thought he had shaken off the police car and was wearing a satisfied smile, he was hit by a large truck, and the Imitation Medicine was scattered all over the ground.

Amidst the oppressive background music, Cheng Yong jogged to the hospital.

"Where is he?" he asked Cao Bin.

"He's gone," Cao Bin said softly, lowering his head.

Cheng Yong, who had always been timid and fearful in front of Cao Bin, and who only dared to shrink back when Cao Bin smashed things, grabbed Cao Bin and pinned him against the wall; he didn't care when the nearby police came to pull him away.

"He was only twenty years old!" Cheng Yong roared.

"He just wanted to live, what crime did he commit!!!"

"Say something!!!"

"Say something!!!"

"What crime did he commit!!! What crime did he commit!!!"

Xiao Cai and Xiao Fang felt their heartbeats skip a beat, and sobbing sounds could be heard continuously in the Cinema.

He was only twenty years old, he just wanted to live, what crime did he commit?

He had just cut his hair, and his family thought he was dead; he gathered his courage only then to dare to go home and take a look.

But he hadn't made it home yet.

He also... could not go home anymore.

Cheng Yong arrived at Huang Mao's residence and saw a train ticket back to his hometown.

Looking at this ticket, he couldn't hold it in and wept bitterly in self-reproach.

The audience in the Cinema watched his crying scene, and one by one, they followed suit, weeping bitterly. The subsequent content of this film made all the audience forget that Wang Rong was an Actor famous for Comedy.

At this moment, the camera gave a close-up of a small dog in the Corner.

It just lay there quietly, staring at Cheng Yong.

On the other side, Cao Bin returned to the police station, and while knowing full well that it was Cheng Yong selling the Medicine, he still told the chief that he would not handle this case, that his ability was limited, and that he would accept any disciplinary action.

And over in India, the pharmaceutical factory was also raided and shut down.

Only a few pharmacies could still obtain a small amount of Medicine, which could only be sold to Cheng Yong at retail price, 2,000 per bottle.

This didn't even include shipping costs and various other miscellaneous expenses.

Cheng Yong said without hesitation, "Fine, let's do it that way."

Si Hui asked, "Then how much should we sell it for?"

"Five hundred, I'll cover the rest," Cheng Yong said softly.

"Si Hui, can you still get in touch with the patient groups in other provinces?" Cheng Yong asked suddenly.

Upon hearing this, Si Hui looked surprised.

Because Cheng Yong had said before that they wouldn't sell to other provinces and needed to keep a low profile, as it wasn't safe.

He knew that the time left for him was not much...

To be able to help one more person, that was one more!

—I want them to live!

Si Hui nodded and began to spread the information in the patient groups.

In group after group, notification sounds for messages kept ringing.

Message after message flashed across the big screen, and patient after patient appeared on the big screen.

Watching this, the audience cried even harder.

Finally, the camera gave a close-up of two characters in the chat history—【Hope】.

With so many people buying Medicine, Cheng Yong didn't know how much money he would lose in a month.

He had previously refused to send his son abroad to find his ex-wife, but now he had sent the child away.

Cao Bin was also at the airport and asked him, "Shall we find a place to have a drink?"

From this, it could be seen that Cao Bin no longer looked down on him.

"Let's talk about it next time," Cheng Yong said.

He had no time left; after sending his son away, he was in no mood for it either.

The scene shifted, and Cheng Yong was arrested after all.

He received his sentence from the court.

Before getting into the police transport vehicle, he only said one sentence to Cao Bin: "Tell Xiao Shu that his father is not a bad person."

Cao Bin nodded.

"Many thanks."

The vehicle was driving On the Road, and several police officers exchanged glances, then looked back at Cheng Yong in surprise.

Finally, the police officer sitting in the passenger seat said, "Drive a little slower."

The police officer driving nodded.

Cheng Yong looked around, puzzled, and then through the glass, he saw that both sides of the road were packed with people.

Packed with one after another... leukemia patients wearing a Mask!

These people had been waiting by the street early on.

After seeing the vehicle drive up, after seeing Cheng Yong, they began to take off the Mask on their faces one by one.

Among them were men, and there were women.

Among them were the elderly, and there were children.

Inside the Cinema, it could be said that everyone was sobbing uncontrollably.

Huang Mao's 【Orange】 made countless audience members cry.

Now, the people seeing him off on both sides of the street, as well as one 【Mask】 after another being taken off, made everyone cry until they couldn't stop.

Cheng Yong looked out the window, and in the crowd, he even saw Lv Shouyi and Huang Mao.

They stood under a tree, and the sunlight shone through the branches onto them.

Lv Shouyi revealed his signature smile again.

Huang Mao was still the same as always, as if he were too shy to smile, sharp-mouthed and monkey-cheeked, his smile looking even more wretched than crying.

The screen went dark at this moment, and a line of subtitles appeared: The government has been actively promoting medical system reform, allowing chronic myeloid leukemia patients to see hope.

One piece of news after another from Blue Star cut in at this moment, telling the audience that society was getting better, constantly changing for the better.

Inside the Cinema, the lights began to turn on.

In Beijing, Zhao Tong's eyes were swollen from crying; she wiped her tears in front of her son, feeling a bit embarrassed, and asked Xu Jinzhu, "Was the movie good?"

"Very good," Xu Jinzhu said directly.

Zhao Tong looked at him with slight surprise.

Only to see Xu Jinzhu sniffle and add a few words: "The best movie this year."

This is a masterpiece!

On the other side, Xiao Cai and Xiao Fang looked at each other's swollen, teary eyes: "Wuwuwu! It wasn't good at all! This movie wasn't good at all! Wuwuwu!"

I really cried the whole time during the second half, I couldn't hold it back at all, I just kept crying!

On the big screen, subtitles and images played continuously, and amidst these news reports and scenes, the music began to play.

The singing was so familiar that many people who were busy wiping away tears couldn't help but look up.

—This is Luo Mo's voice! It's Luo Mo's singing!

At the end of the movie, there was actually a new song that hadn't been released yet!

(PS: Second update, 4,200 words.)

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