I Am Not Mentally Ill, I Am the Actor with a Thousand Faces!

Chapter 440, I Am God

This gives everyone on the crew a feeling.

I am not a medicine god in this movie, but it is just a great movie.

It's a cool movie about a diaosi counterattacking and becoming a wealthy family.

There is also a unique sense of humor in it.

Even Peng Yuyan felt that it was a mistake for her to painstakingly search for the patient's feelings.

When the filming progress reached this point, he seemed to have forgotten that he was a patient.

Yes.

I have the same effect as genuine medicine: Poverty is no longer able to hinder the progress of my life. My platelets are boiling with money.

Is it because of Cheng Yong?

It was because of this medicine god that he came back to life.

correct.

No matter what kind of person Cheng Yong is to others, for himself and Lu Yiyi, he is the god of medicine who saves his life.

Maybe our lives should just go on like this.

"Benevolence and skillful hands help all living beings, leaving only an eternal name in the world. Oh, I already told you not to send banners, but we can't hang them here, right?"

Cheng Yong still grinned at the banner sent by the patient and hung it in his room.

In this small Indian magic oil fly shop, there is the largest Indian Grenin agent team in Greater China.

The cost is 500 yuan, but when it is sold for 5,000 yuan, people still have to be grateful to me.

At this time, Cheng Yong looked at the banner and smoked a cigar. The cheap big front door that was supposed to reach the butt of the cigarette was replaced by a Swiss cigar.

Money, fame and fortune.

Enjoy the feeling of pleasure rushing into your heart.

Li Yun really felt the pleasure of Lu Yong, being complimented and loved, while still standing and making money.

The god of medicine.

Now I am the god of medicine.

I am God, the God who gives you life! I not only give you life, I also squeeze your value and use your faith and money as nourishment for my enjoyment.

The little four-wheeler was replaced by a Mercedes-Benz, the tattered clothes on the body were replaced by Armani, and the small cigarette butts were replaced by cigars.

This feeling of being a god.

It's really wonderful.

Li Yun enjoyed the feeling of God.

To be revered, to be worshiped, to be supported.

But Cheng Yong's life is not that simple.

His selfless sister-in-law is the best detective in the entire police force.

Sharp and selfless.

He received a case assigned by the director today.

Generic drugs of Glenin are widely circulated in the Magic City area.

The medical representative of the pharmaceutical company took out his silk scarf to wipe his hands after shaking hands with Liu Qianqian.

The feeling that people at the top hate contact with people at the bottom.

Liu Qianxi is really beautiful, and she maintains this setting even in the drama. She is the police beauty of the entire police force, and she has many suitors for her outstanding abilities.

But her handshakes with pharmaceutical company representatives were still disliked.

There is always a smell about poor people.

This is what this medical representative always talks about.

The captain is a poor person, and no matter how beautiful she is, she is still a poor person. She is also a poor person who crawls around at the bottom every day, dealing with the lowest class.

Poor people all have a certain smell.

A taste made up by a superior person in order to distinguish himself from others.

However, although the criminal police captain was very confused about the behavior of the medical representative, after reading the file.

Still took the case.

Selling counterfeit medicines is harmful to society, and it is our duty as police officers to do so.

"Blow a bottle! Blow a bottle! Blow a bottle!"

The company's team building tonight is in a bar full of entertainment and entertainment.

Everyone used expensive wine to water their success during this period, including Wang Chuanjun who took off his mask, Huang Mao who followed him wholeheartedly, and Hui Hui, the leader of the group of patients with children, a pole dancer.

at this time.

The lobby manager came over.

Huihui, it's your turn to dance.

However, Cheng Yong did not allow it.

"She is not allowed to dance! She is a guest today, how can she dance?"

Cheng Yong, the 'god', used a commanding tone and the posture of a superior calling a subordinate, ordering Huihui not to surrender.

No jumping, you are a guest today.

The lobby manager narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Brother, is this okay? Let her go dance. After the dance is over, can you let her come back and drink with you?"

The actor who plays the lobby manager is called Liu Zhao. He is a dragon and tiger martial artist. He actually looks quite fierce.

People who practice martial arts bring with them a sense of hostility.

This lobby manager seems to be able to work part-time as a thug.

One person, the greasy and cowardly Cheng Yong before, would not and would not dare to provoke.

But at this moment.

Cheng Yong, however, spoke in an absolutely disdainful tone, following someone who was much more powerful than him in the past.

Don’t you just want money? Do you want to dance or not?

The crimson paper represents the limit of all the beauty in this world.

money.

All good things, the purest truth.

Just asking you, should I jump or not?

"Just wait for me"

The lobby manager said harsh words - then he bathed in the money and danced to his heart's content.

Fierceness, dignity, everything, turned into one sentence - as long as more money is added, I will not stop.

If you pay, you can trample my dignity.

The enchanting dancing posture is displayed on the body of this ‘martial arts actor’.

Huihui cried - this was actor Tan Zhuo's self-expression.

It was as if all the dignity that had been thrown away before could be regained in a short time.

The actor is into the act.

In "I'm Not the God of Medicine", Huihui works as a stripper in a nightclub in order to treat her daughter's illness.

And Hui Hui looked at the sexy stripper——

Li Yun.

Waves of evil thoughts surged into Cheng Yong's heart.

I just helped her find her lost dignity.

I also helped her find a way to make money to treat her daughter's disease.

I am God.

I'm her fucking god

It shouldn't be a big deal for me to control her body. This is even something I deserve and should ask for.

Besides, as a stripper, she must be very familiar with doing this kind of thing.

Li Yun was half drunk at this time, half thinking in his mind, and the expression on his face had betrayed his thoughts.

he wants.

Ask for it.

To this ‘believer’ who is extremely grateful to me.

request

"I'll take you home."

"No, my home is very close."

"I'll take you back. It's not safe at night."

Cheng Yong left no room for Huihui to refute.

It was as if there was no room for the lobby manager to refute just now.

At this time, Cheng Yong has completely entered the role of 'god'.

The 'god' who uses money and resources to dominate everything in sight.

At this time, Huihui seemed to be awake a little. She looked at Cheng Yong, and the smile on her face disappeared.

Due to the silent understanding of adults, when they came to her home, Huihui went to take a bath silently, while Cheng Yong lay on the bed without any worries - until Cheng Yong saw Huihui's daughter.

That loses dignity

Throw away the bottom line

Throw away everything, just for this little life——

Able to survive.

"Damn it! Damn it! The beauty is in front! Are you shrinking?! You are her god, you saved her daughter, what's wrong with sleeping? You deserve this! You are doing all this Pull it out! Are you holding back? You are such a useless piece of trash!"

"No. Her child is still there! If I attack her, what will happen to me?"

Li Yun

No, it's not Li Yun, it's Cheng Yong.

Cheng Yong's mind was intertwined with rationality and sensibility.

Incredibly, the ideological contradiction between his own personality and his personality has already made Li Yun's brain explode, and now, his personality itself is also intertwined and entangled by his thoughts.

A middle-aged man who has accomplished nothing and is despised by everyone. But he always has a little moral bottom line and cannot smuggle drugs.

And when the story of smuggling drugs to make money came out, his moral bottom line was also thrown into the trash can.

"Damn you are really awkward!"

At this time, Cheng Yong felt a little regretful for not exercising his 'god' power.

A conflicted, awkward, greasy middle-aged man.

However, the car stopped at the last moment.

Always make him less greasy.

"Isn't this different from what the medical representative said?!"

"This is not a fake medicine, this is medicine that can cure diseases."

Liu Qianqian raised her head and looked at the director, feeling as if she would be guilty of speaking out.

Director, you lied to me.

"This kind of medicine really costs nearly 40,000 yuan, and this kind of medicine only costs 5,000 yuan." At this time, Cao Bing, played by Liu Qianqian, said calmly, looking at the director with a strong aura, hoping that the director would give an explanation.

The director just said calmly.

"This medicine was smuggled."

"Um."

"Has it been entered into the medical manual?"

"without."

"Then isn't this fake medicine?"

The director was a little impatient, as if he felt that his capable general would ask him such ignorant questions and say such ignorant words.

Cao Bing looked directly at the director.

Also speechless, even confused.

Can cure diseases.

Counterfeit medicine.

"What did you think of the movie?"

"How should I put it? He doesn't have the same talent as before. But his acting skills are still very good. Playing with him is simply a pleasure."

At this time, Peng Yuyan was talking on the phone with Wang Jinghua.

The relationship between the two is very subtle now - of course, it is not strangely subtle, but the relationship between the two, from the relationship between the manager and the artist, to... a bit like the relationship between friends.

Of course, Peng Yuyan will definitely not reveal more about the script.

This is the bottom line, and Wang Jinghua will not continue to ask.

At least, that's how Peng Yuyan feels now.

Still powerful acting, mature and natural

What surprised Peng Yuyan was the acting skills of Liu Qianqian and Wang Chuanjun.

Also so mature.

As for the script, there are no surprises so far.

The story of a greasy little guy who counterattacked and became a 'god'.

In the small team, a little personal story is added to increase the humanistic feel.

'good'.

This is Peng Yuyan’s current feeling about the script.

But that’s the limit. There won’t be a feeling of ‘surprise’, it can be as good as ‘good’.

"Not bad. That's pretty good."

Wang Jinghua knows Peng Yuyan's standards for "good".

He said it was good, then it was really good

A look at ‘genius’.

In fact, it is quite rare for someone like Li Yun to go from 'amazing' to 'not bad'.

Most directors go from ‘amazing’ to ‘mediocre’.

Some who can make something work, like Chen Kai who made Farewell My Concubine, can also make something like The Promise.

From ‘amazing’ to ‘delicious’.

Human talent has its limits.

“It’s a pity that Li Yun was not brought under his wing. The third movie could still be ‘good’. If someone could provide him with a good script and ideas, he might be able to go one step further.”

“What a wicked young man”

Wang Jinghua sighed.

After chatting with Peng Yuyan, she hung up the phone and reported her work progress to the ‘four gentlemen’ in the Beijing circle.

However, it seems that the ‘four gentlemen’ don’t want to pay much attention to Wang Jinghua. What they care about now should be the contact between their newly promoted ‘princess’ and Hollywood.

“The Great Wall” and “King Kong”.

Even in contact with the booming Marvel Studios.

The biggest forces in the domestic film industry have completely moved towards Hollywood.

In China, it’s just a way to make a living.

At this time.

Peng Yuyan continued to play the role of "yellow hair", rural, honest, unwilling to implicate his family.

Loyal, few words, all acting skills are expressed with their eyes and body movements.

Compared with yesterday's filming, Li Yun let his "yellow hair" fall off a lot.

It is still a subtle role modeling of the patients. Because of the loss of platelets, they cannot be injured and cannot be exposed to too many germs.

However, even with the help of Gleevec, it can only temporarily relieve their diseases.

The disease still exists in them.

Today, another group of roles are filmed, Zhang Changlin, a fake drug dealer played by drama actor Wang Yanhui. He is now in the limelight, competing with the protagonist Cheng Yong in the medical field of chronic myeloid leukemia.

His positioning is like the inevitable enemy in traditional commercial movies, a conflict with the protagonist, a villain that may not be charming, but necessary.

It seems to be a very standard routine.

And Wang Yanhui in front of him is a national second-level actor.

Wearing a white coat, he looks very professional.

Unlike Cheng Yong's team, who worked in a high-profile manner and lived in a low-profile manner, he arrogantly held his lecture hall in the conference hall.

There was a large audience below the stage.

At this time, Wang Yanhui seemed very moved and said.

"I am very pleased to see so many patients cured of chronic myeloid leukemia because of our drugs. This proves that our team's research and development has not been in vain."

"I officially announce here that we have defeated leukemia! Understand the applause!"

There was a round of applause from the audience.

At this time, someone suddenly ran up to Wang Changlin and said something to him. Wang Changlin suddenly said.

"Dear friends present, you are very lucky to have come to listen to my lecture. For all friends who buy our Gleevec on the spot, the original price of 3,000 yuan of medicine will now only be sold for 2,000 yuan!"

"Understand, applause!"

Zhang Changlin looked at the audience at this time, those people who were ready to move, and knew that they had taken the bait again.

Half of the people in the audience were hired by him.

With this operation, starch granules worth two yuan can be sold for 2,000 yuan.

The greedy expression on his face.

It's exactly the same as Cheng Yong's.

No, his greed has no bottom line.

Cheng Yong sells generic drugs.

He sells starch granules that have no effect at all, and it says the 11th Nano Glinin Exhibition on it.

At least he has been in this business for 11 years.

Compared with a newcomer like Cheng Yong, he is so much better.

Cheng Yong doesn't want to conflict with him, but the priest in the team can't stand it.

His starch granules have killed so many patients.

It has caused people to lose their homes and everything in the end.

"He sells fake drugs, fake drugs! Fake drugs that are useless."

The priest rushed to the stage and spoke.

This triggered the big conflict.

Cheng Yong and Zhang Changlin, two fake drug dealers.

"Why are you arguing with me? It turns out you are in the same industry as me."

"Who the hell is in the same industry as you?"

In the narrow Indian God Oil shop, the two colleagues met for the first time.

Zhang Changlin's goal before coming here was very simple, 2 million, give me your generic drug route.

You sell generic drugs, and you only make about 1 million a year at your current price. I will give you two years of profit directly. It's reasonable for you to stop now and take 2 million to live a carefree life.

You know, if you are caught by the police, 10 years is just the beginning.

According to the general hot-blooded routine, the protagonist will not hesitate to beat the provocative villain away, and then leave a declaration of war. The two will use the most passionate confrontation to lay the foundation for the protagonist's final victory.

Ah, this is really a routine.

Because the protagonist will never give up.

Because as the protagonist, he can't tolerate such an opponent.

At this time, Peng Yuyan and Wang Chuanjun looked at the scene in front of them with curiosity.

They didn't finish reading the rest of the script.

The scenes that have nothing to do with them only have a rough outline. The script only tells us that the protagonist lost in the first round of the battle, which gave Zhang Changlin the upper hand.

And then it was about asking Cheng Yong to come out.

It's better to suppress before you praise, right?

This is how movies are played.

However, this time, everyone knew the full picture of the script.

It turned out that there was no passionate confrontation at all. Just a voice defeated Cheng Yong.

It takes 10 years to sell fake drugs.

Then he handed over his own product line to others, and finally bargained and handed over his own products at a price of 3 million.

Zhang Changlin was also very satisfied with the price and gave the money readily.

Cheng Yong also became a 3 millionaire, including the money he had earned before.

Everyone was shocked, and all the actors were shocked that the script would be played like this.

There was no fierce conflict.

Cheng Yong surrendered without hesitation.

Yes, this medicine god, from the beginning, the purpose of smuggling drugs was to get ahead and make money, so now someone gave him these things.

Why shouldn't he accept it?

The speechless silence made Li Yun have an impulse to improvise.

No, it's not improvisation.

That's how it should be, that's how it should be answered, he said to everyone in his team.

"He has been selling fake drugs for more than ten years and has never been caught, how can I beat him? Right."

Greasy and smooth middle-aged man.

It seems that he has made the most correct choice in his life.

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