Super Dimension: My Hotel Comes To Myriad Worlds!

Su Mo, Zhou Wenfei and Yao'er continued on their way. Today's weather was fine, so they all wanted to drive more.

Su Mo looked at the side of the road, and he was probably approaching the place he had arranged. After walking a few steps, a very obvious mark was drawn on the tree trunk by the side of the road. The mark was in the shape of an "S", which was obviously left on purpose by someone. .

"Who is so lacking in quality, who carved and scribbled." Zhou Wenfei said after seeing the deep marks on the tree.

"Yeah, it's too immoral." Su Mo smiled, he understood that this mark was a mark left by Hua Yi, and it might be a reminder to himself that he was about to appear in front of him.

Just as Su Mo thought, after walking a few meters, they met Hua Yi. Next, it's time to test your acting skills. All sophisticated actors know that if they want to play a role well, they must be filled with emotion and bring the role on paper to life.

Su Mo thought about it, and according to what was agreed last night, Hua Yi would pretend to be a hungry old man, and then win the sympathy of Zhou Wenfei and Yao'er. Both Zhou Wenfei and Yao'er were doctors, and it was difficult for them to be moved.

"Brother, there is an old gentleman over there." Yao'er first saw Hua Yi, who was leaning against a tree, slumped on the ground, with a serious expression on his face.

"Huh? Looks like the situation is not very good, Su Mo, come with me to have a look." Sure enough, Zhou Wenfei's nature as a doctor was also revealed.

Su Mo followed him to Hua Yi's side, Su Mo didn't say a word, he was worried that he would laugh when he spoke. He secretly admired Hua Yi's acting skills in his heart, and wondered if it was true that his lips were very chapped because he didn't drink water all night and early in the morning.

"Old man, old man, are you alright?" Zhou Wenfei saw that Hua Yi was still moaning softly, and his breathing was obvious, so he knew that he was not dead yet.

How is it?" Su Mo asked with great concern.

"Sunstroke, I think it should be," Zhou Wenfei turned his head, "Yaoer, bring me some water."

"Hey, senior brother." Yao'er handed the water bottle to Zhou Wenfei. Zhou Wenfei didn't dare to delay, unscrewed the lid of the pot, opened Huayi's mouth, and poured a small amount of water into Huayi's mouth. He watched the water go down his throat little by little, and tried to feed him some more.

This old man Hua Yi is really an old drama player. Su Mo looked at Hua Yi who was gradually "awakening", and couldn't help but want to award him a diploma of Chinese opera.

"Brother, he's awake." Yao'er pointed to Hua Yi who was slowly moving.

"`々Mister, are you feeling better?" Zhou Wenfei quickly put down his busy work and supported Yi's raised hand.

"Thank you kind people, thank you kind people..." Hua Yi kept repeating this sentence in his mouth. He acted feebly, like a man recovering from a serious illness trying to say a few words.

"It's okay, old sir, you can rest for a while, we will accompany you here." Zhou Wenfei's tone was very gentle.

"Mr. Wang Zhaohao, where are you going?" Su Mo asked pretendingly.

"Follow this road, and you will arrive at our village. I want to go back to the village. Because I walked early today, it is not hot to go with me, so I can only walk alone. Who would have thought that this morning, the big sun Hang on, my body is not good enough."

Hua Yi also wanted to control the time, after all, procrastinating here is not an option, so he pretended to be better and moved his body. .