Weed practice method

When Ye Tang opened his eyes, he was already lying on the hospital bed.The sunlight fell warmly on the quilt through the window, and even the pungent smell of disinfectant smelled very comfortable at the moment.

He stared at the ceiling for a while, and the fragmented fragments flashed in his mind and slowly pieced together, and suddenly remembered something struggling to sit up from the bed.

It happened that Zhao Peng came in with a thermos bottle and pushed the door in. Seeing that Ye Tang had woken up, he put down the thermos bottle and ran to the bed in surprise: "You're awake."

"Where's Lin Runzhi? How is he?" Ye Tang asked nervously, grabbing his arm.

"He came to see you at noon, and he has already left." Zhao Peng pointed to the flowers and fruit baskets on the bedside table and said, "These are all sent by him. He said he will come to see you in the evening."

Ye Tang heaved a sigh of relief and leaned on the pillow, "What time is it?"

Zhao Peng raised his hand and looked at his watch and replied, "It's three o'clock in the afternoon." He counted on his fingers and said, "You were sent to the hospital last night, and you have been in a coma for almost thirteen hours."

"Why am I in the hospital?" Ye Tang asked.

"I don't know. I rushed over after receiving a call from Jiang Mingxu. He should have sent you here."

Ye Tang moved his arms and twisted his waist. There was no obvious pain in his body, but his stomach felt empty. "

Brother Peng, please help me buy some food, I'm hungry. "

"Okay! Oh, by the way, you call Jiang Mingxu and Lin Runzhi to report their safety." After that, Zhao Peng got up and went out to buy food.

In the evening, Ye Tang, who was full of food and drink, was strolling back and forth in the corridor of the hospital in his hospital gown. His mind was in a mess. Ever since he met Li Xuan, his life had been out of control and strange things would always happen.

"Li Xuan, you are a shit-stirring stick!" Ye Tang cursed in a low voice, but soon he realized: "No, then I am not shit..."

The little nurse at the nurse's station thought it was funny to see him talking to himself with his head down, so he talked to him: "Hey! Big star! If you talk to yourself in the corridor, you will be taken away by the psychiatry department."

Seeing a girl talking, Ye Tang stopped his random thoughts and went to the nurse's station to chat with the nurses on duty across the table.

"You can even get out of bed, a big star? He was brought here last night and he was still unconscious, and no injuries were found during the examination." The little nurse wearing glasses handed Ye Tang the paper and pen for his signature.

"Don't call me that, I deserve it." Ye Tang scratched the back of his head embarrassingly.

Another little nurse with short hair said, "We're all talking about you today. You really don't look good on camera. You look better in real life than on TV."

Ye Tang immediately nodded in agreement: "I also think, let me tell you, the camera will really make people ugly. But Lin Runzhi is very photogenic. He looks more mixed, and the shots are particularly impactful. That face is simply Born for the camera."

The two little nurses covered their mouths and sniggered, and the little nurse wearing glasses asked, "Then you said the other one is photogenic?"

"Another one?" Ye Tang thought for a while, "You're talking about Jiang Mingxu, right? What's real is what's on TV."

The short-haired little nurse next to her laughed even harder. She picked up the water glass and took a sip before recovering. Then she asked Ye Tang with a smirk, "Then who do you think is more handsome, you or Jiang Mingxu?"

Ye Tang thought for a while with his chin in his hands and said, "I'm not as good as the two of them..." Before he finished speaking, he was patted heavily on the shoulder. He turned his head and saw Jiang Mingxu and Lin Runzhi standing behind him.

"It's done pretty quickly." Jiang Mingxu raised his eyebrows and looked at him.Lin Runzhi on the side put his hands in his trouser pockets, showing a look of fun.

Ye Tang smiled awkwardly and pushed the two to the ward: "Let's go in and talk."

Ye Tang closed the door and found two stools for them to sit on. He poured two glasses of water and handed them to them, while he sat by the hospital bed.

"When did you wake up?" Lin Runzhi asked him.

Ye Tang said, "I woke up in the afternoon."

Jiang Ming continued to see that his complexion was ruddy and he didn't look like a patient, so he let go of his hanging heart: "Does your body hurt? You vomited blood yesterday, you know?"

Ye Tang shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt, and I don't feel anything at all. It's just that I was dizzy when I first woke up, and my mind was a little dazed, but it will be fine soon."

"Is that Taoist priest who beat you the magic stick surnamed Li that you told me before?" Jiang Mingxu stared into Ye Tang's eyes: "I told you a long time ago not to associate with that kind of stick."

Lin Runzhi said: "But it is true that he saved us. The director called just now and asked me to ask about the origin of this Taoist priest. He probably wanted to invite him to be a resident guardian."

Jiang Mingxu helped his forehead helplessly, "He is really not afraid of death, and he still wants to continue doing this terrible variety show." Then he asked Ye Tang: "The magic stick seems to be very interested in you, what's the situation?"

Ye Tang thought for a while and said, "I can't tell you the specifics. I met him when I was ten years old. He always saves me, but he will ask me for payment."

"Remuneration?" Lin Runzhi smiled: "You gave him all your money?"

"Oh, that's why I don't understand." Ye Tang scratched his head irritably: "If I give him money, he doesn't want it. He insists on saying that I am reincarnated, and that he wants my soul."

Jiang Mingxu and Lin Runzhi listened in a daze, but also expressed their incomprehension.

The three of them chatted for a while in the ward, and they didn't leave until Aida called to urge Jiang Mingxu to go back to filming.

Before leaving, Jiang Mingxu repeatedly told Ye Tang with a serious expression: "The words of the magic stick are untrustworthy, stay away from him."

Ye Tang nodded. Anyway, he didn't want to see Li Xuan, a shit-stirring stick. It seemed that as long as Li Xuan appeared, nothing good would happen.

At nightfall, the door of Ye Tang's ward was gently pushed open again, and Li Xuan slowly walked in holding a small incense burner.

Ye Tang rested for a day and didn't sleep deeply at night. When he heard the movement at the door, he thought it was Zhao Peng, so he sat up and reached out to turn on the bedside lamp.

Seeing Li Xuan's expressionless face, he was so frightened that he shrunk subconsciously under the quilt, and after a while he poked his head out quietly and asked, "You, what are you doing here!"

"I'm not a ghost, don't be afraid." Li Xuan didn't look at him, but put the small incense burner in his hand on the bedside table, opened the lid, lit a small piece of charcoal and put it in.

"You are much scarier than ghosts." Seeing white smoke wafting from the small incense burner, Ye Tang quickly pinched his nose and said vigilantly, "Don't put strange things in my place, are they poisonous?"

Li Xuan glanced at him: "Inside the stove are rehmannia glutinosa, burdock seeds, coptis and spatha."

"What is it for?" Ye Tang slowly let go of his hand and leaned over to smell it. It was the smell of Chinese herbal medicine.

"It's all traditional Chinese medicine." Li Xuan explained: "It's hard to get your non-drug, and I'll go back to the mountain to make alchemy after I take care of your body."

Ye Tang touched his stomach: "You took away my soul? Why don't I feel anything..."

"After all, the three souls and seven souls are missing one soul. At the beginning, the body will be weak, the yang energy will be weakened, and ghosts will easily invade." Li Xuan didn't hide anything, and said truthfully: "But you will be fine if you take care of it. You are a man. .”

After hearing this, Ye Tang pulled Li Xuan's Taoist robe and wanted to cry without tears: "I'm already a ghost, and you still tell me there's nothing serious!"

"But without me, you would have died a long time ago. I think you are taking advantage of your own life." Li Xuan carefully analyzed the pros and cons with him: "Think about how many times I have saved you. Last time your friends and others..."

Ye Tang was at a loss for words, why he seemed to still owe him even though he was the victim, rolled his eyes angrily and fell on the pillow, "So I have to thank you, Daoist Li!"

"No thanks." Li Xuan replied.

"You, you, hurry up, I'm going to be mad at you."

Ye Tang waved his hands and got under the quilt again to avoid looking at him. Sure enough, he heard the sound of the door closing soon.

"If you are told to leave, you will leave. You have no sincerity in admitting your mistake." Ye Tang muttered dissatisfiedly as he lifted the quilt and stared at the incense burner in a daze.

It may be that the traditional Chinese medicine has the effect of calming the nerves. Ye Tang's body and mind relaxed inexplicably and soon fell asleep peacefully.

For the next few days, Li Xuan would show up in the ward on time every night, bring some traditional Chinese medicines and put them in the small incense burner, and give some instructions on how to maintain his body before leaving quietly.

Ye Tang took it easy and stopped driving him away, but in fact he didn't think of him as a bad person at all.

Under the double care of Li Xuan and the doctor, Ye Tang's physical examination recovered very well, and he was discharged home after only staying for a week.

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Zhao Peng drove Ye Tang's car to pick him up. Ye Tang pressed the window of the car, looked at the streets and shops passing by on both sides of the road, and felt the wind blowing in front of him. Life seemed not so bad.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Zhao Peng said suddenly: "Your car insurance expires next month, you must remember to buy insurance quickly." Ye Tang's face darkened, and he closed the car window. Sure enough, life is still full of pain.

"Have you had a job recently?" Ye Tang asked.

Zhao Peng thought for a while and said, "There are one or two. A few days ago, a beverage company wanted to ask you to shoot an advertisement. I am talking about it. There is also a commercial performance of Phantom, which will be next week. It seems to be a certain wine in city b. At the party held by the company, you will sing three songs."

"City B...it's quite far away. Don't drive my car when the time comes. Let's go to Xiao Ming's luxury nanny car to save fuel." Ye Tang said.

"Do you think Jiang Mingxu will agree?" Zhao Peng shook his head helplessly. It is sometimes embarrassing to have such a stingy artist on the booth.

Ye Tang said disapprovingly: "It's okay, if he doesn't agree, there is still Xiaorun, and Xiaorun's car is also fine."

Zhao Peng sighed: "Oh...you really don't see the outside world." I don't know what the other two people in Phantom think.

"The three of us are good brothers who have worked hard together for ten years. They don't care about me." Every time he talked about Jiang Mingxu and Lin Runzhi, Ye Tang was always very proud. Two people who work side by side with themselves, and who share the name "Phantom," feel like they've never been left behind by the cutthroat showbiz.

On the day of departure for city b, Ye Tang took Zhao Peng into Jiang Mingxu's car as expected.

Seeing that Jiang Mingxu was still sleeping on the back seat wearing a blindfold, Ye Tang moved slightly and sat next to him in order not to disturb him.

Zhao Peng sat in the front row of seats with Aida. The poor man seemed to be very afraid of Aida. He shrank his body near the car door, as if there was a vast ocean between him and Aida.

Aida glared at him and patted the seat, but said without anger, "Why can I still eat you, sit here for me."

"Oh..." Zhao Peng moved his butt and sat next to her.

"What job did you take over for Ye Tang recently?" Aida asked Zhao Peng. After hearing the man's answer, he crossed his hands angrily for a while before asking: "What about variety shows? What about TV dramas? No matter how online dramas are." Okay! Why do you always answer advertisements for him? Are you afraid that he will starve to death?"

Zhao Peng lowered his head and defended in a low voice: "Sister Aida, I can't help it. Ye Tang doesn't talk a lot, and he doesn't have any good works..."

"These three children were brought up by me when they first debuted. After they became popular, the company said they would assign an agent, so I chose Xiao Ming. I admit that Ye Tang is weak in all aspects, but they can be cultivated the day after tomorrow." Aida whitened him. One glance: "Listen well, first of all, you haven't maintained the personality of the artist well. If you can't get hit variety shows right now, you can take the next best thing, and accept the variety shows with unique themes that popular artists don't want to accept. For example, tricky, competitive, or even going up the mountain to cut trees and go down to the sea to catch fish."

Zhao Peng kept nodding, probably because he realized that as a manager, he did have many shortcomings, so he didn't make any further excuses.

"And don't give up on acting! Let Ye Tang audition more often. The worse your acting skills are, the more you need to hone them. How can you let the opportunity go and not go for it!"

After aida criticized her, her mouth became parched, and Zhao Peng quickly opened the thermos cup and handed it to her, just like a little eunuch next to the Empress Dowager Cixi.

Aida took a sip of water and continued: "The other thing is the exposure and the amount of topics. Grab all the people around you who can be used. It doesn't matter if you are said to be popular. The other two in Phantom are not bad now. You can definitely tie them up and hype Ye. Don."

Ye Tang in the back seat felt like sitting on pins and needles when he heard this, lowered his head and said quietly: "Sister Aida, don't blame Brother Peng, it's because I don't want to stir up topics by tying up others."

While talking, he secretly caught a glimpse of Jiang Mingxu who was sleeping next to him and turned his back to him.

"Ye Tang, in this circle, you only need to think about yourself. Okay, I won't talk about it." Aida turned her head to see him crying with red eye circles, and simply lay down on the seat and closed her eyes to rest.

After getting off the car, Ye Tang and Zhao Peng were like eggplants beaten by frost. He said to Zhao Peng, "I'm sorry, brother Peng. If I had known that sister Aida was here, I wouldn't have saved gas money."