Chapter 532

The gangster glanced around and saw the middle-aged man.

After stretching out his hand and scratching his head, he walked towards him with a flowing smile.

"Brother, give me a cigarette!"

The middle-aged man glanced at the little gangster, took out a cigarette from the wrinkled cigarette box, handed it to him, and "lit" it for him with a lighter.

"Thanks!"

The little gangster took a deep breath and showed an intoxicated expression.

Then, as if a cold wind was blowing, he unconsciously shrunk his neck, stamped his feet and said, "it's really cold this day!"

The middle-aged uncle did not speak.

It was half a ring before the sound of "um" came out.

The two continued to smoke in the "cold wind", and the scene looked very harmonious.

......

Jury table.

Cuiming nodded with satisfaction.

"Yes, it's natural for the two to play each other, and the roles and plot are reasonable. It seems that the two actors have passed the communication ahead of time. Taking the works and the audience first is the basic quality of qualified actors. I'm glad that Chu Xi and zhenglanlan can do this."

Xinwenhao looks appreciative.

"I was worried that they would refuse to communicate because of their vigilance and vigilance. In the end, they even played their own roles, which made this performance awkward. However, Chu Xi and zhenglanlan didn't disappoint me."

Han Jinzhi did not speak.

Just quietly looking at the two people on the stage, their eyes twinkled.

In my mind, I recalled the surprise in zhenglanlan's eyes when I saw Sheng Chu Xi coming out just now, and the subsequent elation.

Did they really get through ahead of time?

I'm afraid not

......

After smoking for a while, the little gangster turned to look at the middle-aged man.

"Brother, are you sick when you come here?"

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment and said, "I am not ill. My mother is ill."

Little gangster: "what disease? Is it serious?"

After a pause, the middle-aged man opened his mouth with a bitter voice.

"It's cancer, and it has reached a very serious level... The doctor said that the risk of surgery is very high, and only 30% of them hope to succeed. If they fail, people will disappear directly on the operating table, and they won't even have the chance to see one last time."

He tried to keep himself calm.

However, when it came to the last sentence, the voice could not help shaking.

The little gangster was silent.

He patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and comforted him, "brother, take it easy. I have no culture, but I have heard a saying that 'auspicious people have their own nature'. The doctor said that there is still 30% hope? I believe that Aunt must be the lucky 30%

The tears of the middle-aged man came out at once.

He wanted to say "thank you", but his voice choked.

After wiping tears and calming the mood for a long time, he began to speak again.

"My father died when I was very young, and my mother dragged me from childhood to adulthood. But I was worthless and didn't let her enjoy a day's happiness..."

"Now that she has gone to the hospital, I sold my hometown's house and borrowed money from relatives and friends, so I can barely raise enough money for the operation. But even so, there is no guarantee that she will get better... What did I do wrong? Why did God do this to me? If she is gone, I and I will have no mother..."

At last, he began to cry.

At last, he simply buried his head in his army coat and began to cry with trembling all over his body.