Is He Really The Protagonist?

The plot of the movie is very simple. It tells seven stories in the past 70 years since the founding of China: the story on the eve of the founding, the story of scientific researchers, the story of athletes, the story of Hong Kong, the story of the Kyoto Games, the story of two rebellious teenagers from ethnic minorities and the story of aerospace. The story of the vessel and the story of the falcon in the sky.

The stories are not unfamiliar, and most of them are in compulsory education textbooks. These stories that were once so proud of themselves in words are now put on the screen, resonating with the hearts of moviegoers in another way.

It was already half past nine when they came out of the cinema. Because the story was very familiar, the two of them didn't discuss anything about the plot.

"Master, I will leave tomorrow."

"Hmm, what time is the flight?"

"It's 11 o'clock in the morning. It's almost like taking a taxi from where we live at 8 o'clock."

"Okay, I'll find you tomorrow morning, and then we'll go there together."

"good."

Xiao Bosheng didn't know what to say, Tang Yubing stopped talking, and the atmosphere between the two became silent again. The cinema is not far from the subway entrance, just a ten-minute walk.

Standing at the subway entrance, Tang Yubing suddenly turned around: "Master."

"I am here."

"I'm very happy these days. Although there are times when I'm unhappy, overall I'm more happy than unhappy. Thank you. I'm looking forward to our next meeting. I look forward to you becoming more like the image in my heart."

When he said this, Tang Yubing kept looking at him, his eyes calm, and he simply told his feelings and expectations.

"The next time we meet, it will be after the exam."

"Hmm, master, don't put too much pressure on me. Judging from your accuracy in answering questions these days, I have high hopes. And no matter what the final result is, as long as you work hard, you will definitely not regret it. I will wait for you."

"Uh-huh."

"You go back. It's too late. It's tiring to waste time going back and forth. I'll get there directly by taking the subway. Don't worry."

"Okay, send me a message when you get there."

"Yeah, see you tomorrow, master."

The girl looked at him intently, her hands in her coat pockets, her hair swaying gently in the night wind. An impulse suddenly surged in Xiao Bosheng's heart, and he raised his hand involuntarily. In the end, he suppressed the impulse with reason and waved: "See you tomorrow."

Although the two had made an agreement, Tang Yubing still maintained a sense of propriety in their relationship with him, and he did not want to act rashly, lest the other party would not like it.

After waving, Tang Yubing turned around and walked into the subway entrance, and Xiao Bosheng also turned around and walked towards the small yellow car not far away.

Tang Yubing scanned the QR code and walked through the turnstile. She looked at the chat on her phone and poked the starry sky a few times with her finger: "What's your name? Let's just change it to wood."

Although the bus and subway are inconvenient where Xiao Posheng lives, shared bicycles have full coverage. He rode directly back to the gate of the community. When he locked the bike, he was surrounded by three people.

Looking at the three young men who looked like street gangsters, Xiao Posheng was a little helpless: "What's the matter?"

The leader, the cockscomb, swung the butterfly knife in his hand: "Boy, do you know who is covering this area?"

Xiao Posheng answered honestly: "I don't know."

The cockscomb-headed man's movements stagnated for a moment, and he turned to look at the boy with the exaggerated earrings on his left ear: "Huzi, tell him who is covering this area."

The man with earrings raised his head: "Little...boy...this...area, it's me...my eldest brother, chicken...chicken..."

Looking at the stuttering man with earrings, Xiao Posheng raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "Brother Chicken?"

"Yes...my cock brother is covering it."

The cockscomb head swung the butterfly knife in his hand again: "Hey, boy, it seems you have heard of my name."

"That's the famous Chicken Brother, how could you not have heard of him?"

The cockscomb man stopped what he was doing and glanced at the curly-haired man on the right. The curly-haired man was indifferent and kicked him again. Only then did the curly-haired man react: "Now that you've heard it, you know what you should do."

"What should we do?" Xiao Bosheng guessed the purpose of these three people, but that didn't stop him from pretending to be stupid.

The cockscomb man waved the butterfly knife again: "It's very hard for me to protect you and prevent you from being bullied by those gangsters."

"Chicken... what Brother Chicken said... yes... yes."

Xiao Bosheng touched his chin and said, "Then please don't cover me anymore, so as not to have such a hard time."

The butterfly knife was thrown away with a clatter: "Boy, listen to my advice, this society is very deep, you can't control it, if I don't protect you, you will be eaten up to nothing."

"That's not good. Anyway, it's just a boring life repeated day after day. There is no hope or change. What's the point of living?"

"You can't say that. As long as you live, there will always be hope, right?"

Xiao Bosheng nodded in agreement: "Brother Ji is right, thank you Brother Ji for comforting me."

The cockscomb head nodded proudly: "Since you know what I said is right, then pay for your living expenses."

"???" Xiao Bosheng showed a puzzled expression at the right time: "What living expenses?"

"I'll cover your living expenses so that you can live a stable life. What? Don't you want to pay?"

Cockscomb took a step forward, and the little butterfly knife was almost thrown away by him. The man with the earrings also showed a fierce expression. The curly-haired man looked like he was in a daze. Cockscomb kicked him, and he immediately Staring at Xiao Bosheng.

"I have no money. I have worked so hard just to live. Where can I get the money to pay for living expenses? How about, brother Ji, help me a little?"

"You brat, are you kidding me? Do you know how many people's blood has been stained on the knife in my hand?"

"Brother Ji, you can kill thousands of people and I still don't have the money."

"MD, I take a taxi every day. If you tell me you have no money, you are a tiger or a fool. Come on, beat him and he will be honest."

Ten seconds later, Xiao Bosheng imitated the cockscomb style and shook the butterfly knife in his hand: "Tsk, it's really difficult to use."

He patted the chicken head that was pressed under him: "Brother Chicken, I told you that I really have no money, why don't you believe it?"

The cockscomb head was still in a daze. Beneath him were the man with earrings and the man with curly hair who were moaning in pain. The pain in his chest and abdomen and the pressure on his back told him that they had encountered a serious problem.

Hearing Xiao Bosheng's words, he came to his senses and shouted quickly: "Brother, you are my brother, just call me Chicken Boy."

"Ah, okay then, chicken, do you believe that I have no money?"

"Believe it. I believe whatever brother says."

'Snapped! ’

Xiao Bosheng patted him on the head and looked at the cockscomb that was crooked. His good emotional management prevented him from laughing: "Do you think I have no money?"

Cockscomb Head was about to cry: "Brother, I'm sorry, we just learned it by watching TV. Today is our first time, so we have no experience."

"Oh?" Xiao Posheng tossed the unedged butterfly knife a few times and threw it to the tree trunk: "So the so-called cover here is nonsense."

"We just watched the handsome ones in TV dramas, so we learned to play and learn to play."

Cockscomb Head looked at the butterfly knife stuck in the tree trunk and swallowed.

When he was playing before, he was afraid of scratching his hand, so the knife was not edged. In this way, even if he used force, it would only leave a white mark on his hand. This big brother just flicked it and inserted it into the trunk of the tree. He couldn't imagine that he had used all his strength just now. What will happen to the three of them?

"Then do you think you are handsome now?" Xiao Bosheng removed his foot from his back and stood aside.

The two people above rolled down and lay on the ground in disgrace. The rooster head looked at him and suddenly said: "Brother, do you want to accept us as your younger brothers?"

"???" Looking at the cockscomb head slumped on the ground, Xiao Bosheng's face was filled with questions.

The cockscomb head was full of yearning: "I read that it's like this in novels. After the protagonist defeats the villain, he doesn't kill him, but gives a lecture. Then the villain is convinced by the protagonist, takes the initiative to become the protagonist's younger brother, and then becomes the protagonist to dominate the road. An indispensable help.”

Looking at the cockscomb head full of yearning with a speechless expression, Xiao Bosheng said tentatively: "Is there a possibility that in a society ruled by law, what you said is impossible?"

"Then big brother, do you want to take us in?"

Xiao Bosheng was a little speechless. He felt more and more like the protagonist in a novel. He taught three gangsters a lesson and accepted them as his younger brothers.

Looking at the cockscombed man with a hopeful look on his face, the man with earrings who looked confused and pained, and the curly-haired man who was wandering in a daze, Xiao Bosheng asked, "Why?"