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Chapter 170 The real master

"I know, Captain Chang!" Wang Siwei squatted on the ground, raised her head and looked forward, and said hard to Cao Bingkun, "But you see that there is not even a hunter in this radius of dozens of miles, and there is no living creature in the snow. We can't say that we are holding the snowball eggs as dough buns to eat? It's really a life!"

Cao Bingkun also knew that the situation was critical now, so he patted Wang Siwei on the shoulder: "Stay calm down first, I'll go to the forest in front to see if I can hit a roe deer back?"

"Okay!" Wang Siwei stood up and walked to the side, ready to calm the other people's emotions.

Cao Bingkun stood up and was about to go hunting in the forest, but he had just taken two steps and fell to the ground as soon as he was weak.

Zhang Ran frowned slightly. The three students had good expressions, language, and inner state, but the characters always gave people a little bit of fun. This sketch tells the story of Northeast Aviation School moving in the Thousand Mile Snow Field in 1946. The characters' state is hungry, cold, and hungry. Cao Bingkun and the others did not have the same state as they performed.

"Captain, Captain Chang!" Wang Siwei shouted, hurried over to support Cao Bingkun, and said with a wry smile, "Captain Chang, why did you think you were lying down?"

Gao Hang ran over from the side of the stage and saw Cao Bingkun lying on the ground and shouted, "Captain Chang! My mother, what's wrong with Captain?"

At this moment, Wang Siwei found that Cao Bingkun's face was pale, his lips were blue, and his head was covered with sweat. He covered his right lower abdomen in pain. He realized that something was wrong and immediately shouted: "Teacher Zhang, the situation in Cao Ban is wrong, he seems to be sick!"

Zhang Ran's heart sank and hurried onto the stage. Seeing Cao Bingkun's face turned scary, he asked, "Cao Bingkun, how come you feel uncomfortable?"

Cao Bingkun frowned and said with difficulty: "Teacher Zhang, my stomach hurts, it hurts so much!"

Wang Siwei quickly added: "Cao Ban's stomach hurt a little yesterday, but the sketch competition is about to begin. He is afraid of delaying rehearsals. He has been persisting!"

"You idiots, are the competition important or life important? You don't know the importance of it, you're so elm-headed!" Zhang Ran was a little annoyed and cursed. Seeing that Cao Bingkun's condition was very serious, he immediately made a decision, "You must go to the hospital right away! Gao Hang. Go and ask Teacher Huang Lei to drive to the gate of the watch guide building to wait for us and ask him to send us a while!"

Gao Hang said "happy" and ran directly to find Huang Lei.

Zhang Ran and Wang Siwei helped Cao Bingkun down from the building. When they walked to the door, Huang Lei had already parked the car at the door.

"Go to the nearest hospital!" Zhang Ran yelled at the top of his throat when he got into the car, "How fast is it to drive as fast as possible! Life is at stake!"

Huang Lei didn't ask much and drove quickly. In the car, everyone looked a little solemn and worried. On the way, Zhang Ran called Cao Bingkun's cell phone, told him about the matter here, and told them which hospital they were going to now.

The car drove to the hospital in a hurry. Zhang Ran carried Cao Bingkun into the hospital and shouted loudly at the top of his throat: "Doctor, emergency room, emergency room! Quick! Quick!"

Two white coats came out of the emergency room, pushed a bed over, and said, "Put the patient on the bed!"

Without much, several people worked together to put Cao Bingkun on the hospital bed. Then they watched the doctor push Cao Bingkun into the emergency room and waited at the door.

The invisible pressure was pressing on everyone's hearts, like a stone pressing down, feeling uncomfortable. The waiting time was not long, but Zhang Ran and the others felt it was very long, and they stretched their necks from time to time to look at the emergency room.

Half an hour later, the doctor came out of the emergency room and asked: What about the patient's family, what about the patient's family?"

Zhang Ran quickly stood up: "I am the patient's class teacher, what's wrong with him?"

The doctor was in his 40s and looked very serious: "Call the patient's family, pay the money, and sign the operation form."

When Zhang Ran heard the operation, his heart suddenly sank. He looked at the doctor and asked carefully: "What surgery is going on?"

The doctor said seriously: "In acute appendicitis, there is a possibility of perforation at any time, and surgery must be performed as soon as possible."

Zhang Ran was relieved when he heard it was appendicitis. This disease was a minimally invasive surgery and could be cured in less than a month. He immediately said: "Let's pay, you are preparing for the operation related matters!"

Half an hour later, a middle-aged man ran in. He came to the door of the emergency room with an anxious look on his face: "Where is Cao Bingkun, is Cao Bingkun here?"

Zhang Ran knew that it was Cao Bingkun's family that had come, so he quickly said, "Are you his father? I am Zhang Ran, Cao Bingkun's head teacher."

Cao Bingkun's father asked nervously: "Hello, Teacher Zhang, I don't know what kind of disease Cao Bingkun is?"

Zhang Ran comforted: "Don't worry, it's not a serious illness, it's appendicitis. The doctor is now preparing for the operation."

Cao Bingkun's father suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard it was appendicitis, looked at Zhang Ran, and said gratefully: "Teacher Zhang, thank you, I really bothered you today!"

At nine o'clock in the evening, the red light in the operating room went out. Cao Bingkun was pushed out and the doctor announced: "The acute appendicitis pierced, fortunately it was delivered in time, so nothing is going to happen now."

Cao Bingkun's operation was very successful, nothing serious was caused. He could recover in half a month, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But while breathing a sigh of relief, Wang Siwei and Gao Hang were faintly disappointed. They rehearsed this sketch for several months. When the competition was about to be held, Cao Bingkun was hospitalized. Everything was ruined. They valued this opportunity very much, hoping to show their faces on CCTV and hope to attract the attention of major theater troupes, but now everything is over.

Zhang Ran felt the loss of Wang Siwei and the others, and understood their feelings very well. He was unwilling to waste his efforts. In this situation, he could only find someone to replace Cao Bingkun. Cao Bingkun is a particularly responsible person. If the program performs poorly due to his reasons, he will be very guilty. Therefore, he must find someone to replace Cao Bingkun, and he must find someone with sufficient standards to replace him.

There are a few boys in Zhang Ran’s class who are not inferior to Cao Bingkun. The competition is just about to come. In terms of time, it is too late. This is really a bit troublesome!

At noon the next day, Zhang Ran and Zhao Ke came to the hospital with fruits to visit Cao Bingkun.

When they walked into the ward where Cao Bingkun was, Cao Bingkun was with his father. When he saw Zhang Ran and the others coming in, he quickly called out, "Teacher Zhang, why are you here?"

Zhang Ran looked at Cao Bingkun and saw that he looked normal, he asked, "Come and see. How is Cao Bingkun's situation?"

"It's pretty good, you guys talk to him!" Cao Bingkun's father walked out.

"Teacher Zhang, Zhao Ke, thank you!" Cao Bingkun said to Zhang Ran, who walked to the bed and put down the fruit basket, his voice a little hoarse.

Zhang Ran asked about Cao Bingkun's situation. Seeing that he was in a bad mood, he smiled and said, "The other students in the class are planning to come to see you. But I didn't let them come. Especially the girls in our class, as soon as they came to the entire ward, they followed a group of sparrows, which affected other patients' rest. The most important thing is that when you see so many beautiful girls, you will think, huh, which one is my daughter-in-law?"

When Cao Bingkun heard this, he couldn't help laughing, but this smile touched the wound and took a breath.

Zhao Ke smiled and said, "Teacher Zhang. It sounds like you have a deep impression. You must have had experience?"

Zhang Ran rolled his eyes and said, "What does it mean to have experience? You are simply experienced. Not to mention the past, but now when I go home, a woman calls me, my mother will ask for it for a long time, and she is almost annoyed!"

Zhao Ke smiled and said, "No wonder you didn't let us wish you a happy New Year during the Spring Festival. It turns out that this is the reason! Teacher Zhang, this year, is preparing to accept the blessings of the girls in our class!"

Zhang Ran was so stern: "Who dares? At the end of the period, I will deduct twenty first and write a biography of 50,000 words!"

Cao Bingkun knew that Zhang Ran and the others were just happy, and he was a little moved. He cheered up and asked, "Teacher Zhang, how is the class? Nothing is wrong?"

Zhang Ran said: "This is not something you should worry about. Now the most important thing for you is to have a good rest and recover from the disease."

Cao Bingkun smiled and asked, "Wang Siwei, Gao Hang and others are fine?"

Zhang Ran knew that Cao Bingkun would ask this question. He smiled and comforted: "It's good, don't worry! As for the sketch, you don't have to worry. We have found someone to replace you. Don't be sad. With your conditions, there will definitely be a better chance in the future!"

Cao Bingkun felt sad and his eyes turned red: "It doesn't matter if I can't participate, but Wang Siwei and the others rehearsed this sketch for several months, and it turned out to be like this. I was dragging everyone down and they couldn't perform well. We bet with the Central Academy of Drama to see who is better, and we will definitely lose now. It's all my fault, but I was sick at this time, and I was dragging everyone down!"

Zhang Ran comforted, "What is drag? Who can control something like illness? Can you still not get sick without being sick? Don't think about it, it's not your fault. Besides, no one on the earth will still turn. Do you think you can't act, no one can act in this sketch, and if you don't act, we can't win the Central Academy of Drama? Do you underestimate our class too much?"

Cao Bingkun knew the strength of his classmates very well. He knew that several of them were not weaker than him, but the key was that he had no time: "The competition started in only five days. Not to mention the General Political Department, a professional theater troupe like Kongzheng would not be able to win even the Central Academy of Drama!"

Zhang Ran patted his shoulder: "Don't worry, we found a real master to replace you. He is not only familiar with the script, but also has good acting skills. As long as he appears, we will not lose!" As he said that, he looked at Zhao Ke and said, "Zhao Ke, are you right?"

Zhao Ke nodded with a smile: "It's true. The person Mr. Zhang is looking for is really amazing. He is definitely an expert in no place!"

Cao Bingkun was not willing to believe it, and shook his head with a wry smile: "Don't comfort me, I don't know where to find such a person!"

Zhang Ran pointed to his nose and smiled faintly, "I'll go! What do you think? Don't worry? Don't worry, with me taking action, Wang Siwei and the others will definitely perform better. This time we will not only participate in the competition, but also win the award. You are waiting for our good news!"

There is no age limit for the sketch competition. The contestants are basically professional actors, including many old faces who have been on the Spring Festival Gala, and even old artists like Yan Shunkai who have been in the art for decades. Zhang Ran naturally has no problem participating in the competition.

Cao Bingkun smiled happily. With Teacher Zhang taking action, he really had nothing to worry about. Although it was a pity that he could not participate in the competition, at least it did not drag down Wang Siwei and the others. His self-blame disappeared.)

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