Roaming in the world of film and television

"How is it? People are fine."

"I was asking you if he had..."

"Of course not. Yu Huanshui entered the police station after a fight with someone last night. It has nothing to do with us."

"Shhh...you said why he keeps running to the police station all the time, isn't he a sincere and disgusting person?"

"Don't tell me, this guy is quite capable of fighting. According to the police on duty, he beat all four of them to the ground by himself."

"I'm not interested in fighting, where is he now?"

"He said he didn't sleep all night last night, and now he's going home."

Zhao Juemin picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of water, feeling dizzy now. Yu Huanshui felt sore and sore in the police station, as if he had suffered a lot of injuries, but when he came out from the inside, he was all healed, just like a different person Same.

The key policeman on duty said that if the bruises on his body go to the hospital for examination, it can be confirmed that they are minor injuries, which is similar to the situation of the four male escorts in the nightclub. Those people can't afford to waste him. After all, it costs a thousand dollars to accompany him for a night of drinking. If there are shows later, the loss will be even greater. Taking a step back, even if it lasts to the end, the meaning of the police on duty is to pay 80 yuan each. .

That's it.

After sending Yu Huanshui home, what did he think? He felt as if the four men accompanying the wine had given Yu Huanshui a beating for nothing.

...

the other side.

Lin Yue sneezed twice in a row. While cursing the person who scolded him for stepping on bird droppings, he opened the door of the first bedroom.

Ms. Luan Bingran, who was well fed and slept well, appeared in the corridor wearing a pink sweater.

"It's you?"

It can be seen that she was quite surprised: "But what happened to your face?"

Lin Yue wiped the lenses of the myopia glasses on his hands, picked them up and put them on his face: "I got into a fight with someone last night because I helped you distribute leaflets, and I stayed in the police station for half the night."

"No way, how can you get into a fight with someone by distributing leaflets?"

"Come in and talk." Lin Yue let her into the room.

"Didn't you say that? I'm about to die anyway, so I have to try to live calmly. They called me a liar who lied to people who were about to die. Of course I was upset, so I started fighting."

"I'm sorry." Luan Bingran said apologetically. When she put the bag on the sofa, she noticed the material of the background wall, and she regained her spirits: "This is Italian earl gray marble. I heard that it was discontinued several years ago. The price It’s quite expensive. When I was studying in Australia, I worked as a cleaner in a rich family’s house. His house is very particular, and the earl gray marble is everywhere.”

"Oh, work-study program, not bad."

Luan Bingran slapped her face with her hand: "Before we start, can I have some water?"

Lin Yue pointed to the dining table: "There are room temperature drinks in the cups. If you want a cold drink, go to the kitchen refrigerator to get it yourself."

Luan Bingran nodded, walked straight into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator door to get some air-conditioning, took off her thick coat, took out a bottle of Nongfu Spring mineral water, and walked back to the living room.

Lin Yue sat on the sofa without moving. He watched her come and sit down. He unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of cold water. He turned around and unzipped his backpack, and took out the hospice application form he had filled out online.

"The application form you filled out online said pancreatic cancer, but I don't think your current state looks like you can't take care of yourself. Do you need us to intervene so early?"

"I'm just relying on my mind to carry it, and the collapse is only a moment."

"..."

"..."

"We have a project, which is your unfulfilled wish. We can do our best to help you realize it. I think this is very suitable for you."

"Is that a bucket list?"

"Almost, but we can only help you realize some reasonable, feasible wishes that do not violate morality and law."

"I'm thinking about a question, if one day I become paralyzed and can't walk anymore, will you push me to continue fulfilling those unfulfilled wishes?"

"This... depends on the arrangement of the organization. After all, your physical health must be considered."

"If I give you money, will you accompany me to the end?"

Luan Bingran looked at him in astonishment for a while, then smiled unnaturally: "Mr. Yu, you're joking."

"No, this is a very realistic problem. I think I have a lot of wishes, and some of them have a long time span. It is definitely not something that can be fulfilled in a month or two."

Luan Bingran said: "I don't think it's better than this. Today, let's record your last wish first, and then submit it to the evaluation department for review. They will make some deletions according to your actual situation, and then we will talk about more specific things."

"good."

Luan Bingran took out his notebook and pen and began to record.

After a while, she looked at the opposite man with horrified eyes.

More than a hundred wishes made her hands ache from writing.

"Let's do this first, think about it later? You are so greedy!"

Lin Yue said: "From childhood to adulthood, I either spend my time on study or on work. There are too many things I want to do but have no chance to do."

Luan Bingran nodded in deep thought: "So this is the meaning of the existence of the hospice organization. If a person dies without feeling the love of the world for him, isn't it too sad?"

"Then have you ever felt love from the world?"

Luan Bingran thought about it seriously: "Does your help last night count?"

"You mean handing out leaflets?"

"Yes."

"You feel love, but I was beaten. Look here, it's still green."

"sorry."

"..."

The two chatted for a while about Luan Bingran's father, she got up to leave after answering a phone call, and Lin Yue picked up the Mercedes-Benz car keys "borrowed" from Zhao Juemin.

"How did you get here?"

"I came here by bus."

"Where are you going, I will give you a ride."

Luan Bingran shook her head and said, "No need."

"Really no need?"

She nodded: "You are not in good health. You fought with someone again last night. Go back and rest."

"Okay, then you go slowly." Watching her walk into the elevator, Lin Yue returned to the room.

...

The next morning, he received a call from Xu Jiao, Yu Chen's class teacher, saying that Yu Chen was fighting with someone in the class, and because he couldn't get in touch with Gan Hong, he asked him to come to school immediately.

Speaking of this excellent head teacher, Lin Yue hated it very much. Not to mention the lack of morality of the teacher, just that acrimonious face is at least seven times as successful as Gan Hong's. It is really a road of life for a child to have such a teacher A muddy field.

Taking off the car keys hanging at the door, Lin Yue drove to the elementary school where Yu Chen was.

As soon as he entered the office, he saw Yu Chen standing in front of the desk and staring at Xu Jiao without flinching. Zhang Ziming stood a little behind, with his head down, picking his fingers like a doormat.

"Teacher Xu, what's the matter?"

Xu Jiao took a look at Lin Yue, stood up and said, "Yu Huanshui, isn't it? Your son has a bad temper recently. Today he not only smashed the projector in the classroom, but also injured his classmates."

Lin Yue was very upset when she heard her tone of voice and title of address. If you are angry, you are angry. You think that children are causing trouble for you. What's the matter if you take your anger on adults? I call you teacher, you call Yu Chen's father or Mr. Yu can die? Calling people down like a leader is polite? What about respect for people?

"I didn't!" Yu Chen said, "The projector was broken when they beat people with a broom."

"If you don't repent, you just don't admit your mistakes, right?" Xu Jiao pointed at him and said, "If you don't fight with them, will they go get the broom?"

Yu Chen refused to give an inch: "But they bullied Zhang Ziming and threw all his books in the toilet. If I don't help, I'm not a good friend."

"Looking at the good son you raised, it's reasonable to fight." Xu Jiao said, "They bullied Zhang Ziming, why didn't you tell the teacher?"

"Tell you, will you take care of it? Every time I tell their parents, but in the end, they still bully Zhang Ziming as before, calling him Skinny Monkey."

snap~

Xu Jiao patted the table: "Yu Chen, did you see that your dad has come, and your courage has grown, and you have learned to question the teacher."

"Who told you that you don't count your words." Yu Chen glanced at Lin Yue and said, "My dad said that if parents don't educate their children well, there will be other people to help discipline them in their later life."

well said!

Lin Yue was really amazed by the little guy. This is what he said to Gan Meng when he made a big fuss at the Gan family during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Unexpectedly, Yu Chen remembered it. From this, we can see how dissatisfied the nephew is with his uncle and aunt .

"You taught him this? How do you educate children." Xu Jiao looked at Lin Yue angrily: "At such a young age, you know how to contradict the teacher and disobey the elders. When you grow up, do you want to do something to the teacher?"

Lin Yue pushed his eyes: "I think he is right. Teachers who are caring, moral, and righteous deserve everyone's respect, but Wu Deyong, who doesn't ask indiscriminately when things happen, just wants to shirk responsibility and evade obligations." People, why respect?"

"You! What are you talking about Yu Huanshui? Say it again if you have the guts!"

Xu Jiao was furious. No parent dared to talk to him like this before. In the WeChat group, which parent didn't rely on her like serving the leader, hugging her, complimenting her, agreeing with her, giving gifts in different ways to seek friendship, hoping that she would She was able to take good care of her children at school, but Yu Huanshui was so good that she almost pointed her nose and scolded her for being unworthy of being a teacher.

What kind of mouse son really is, there is what kind of bastard father.