The straight man in the entertainment circle

Jiang Xinmao rushed into the small room and saw Lin Li still eating dinner leisurely. He threw the paper and slapped the table.

"Lin Li, you are playing tricks on me!"

"Huh? What tricks did I play?" Lin Li looked at Jiang Xinmao and asked in confusion.

"I want you to write an apology letter, what do you write?" Jiang Xinmao shouted.

Lin Li picked up the paper, pointed to the words on it, and said, "What do you mean? This is poetry, as I said just now."

"I asked you to apologize. What is this poem about? Am I too good to you?"

Jiang Xinmao's tone was already very angry. He had already had a prejudice against Lin Li, and now Lin Li dared to play tricks on him. Naturally, he held a grudge.

"I said I can't write apology letters, only poems. I didn't say I could write apology poems. My poetry style is just like this. You should know more about it. Moreover, this poem was written by you yourself to curry favor with the Poetry Society. If you don’t understand poetry yourself, you can’t blame me.”

Jiang Xinmao had previously threatened Lin Li. Although he did not say it explicitly, his words conveyed that if Lin Li disobeyed, he would be detained for a few more days.

Lin Li was no longer afraid of offending him. Writing such a poem would offend the people from the Poetry Association outside and also offend Jiang Xinmao. In Lin Li's opinion, this was just a small scene, so his tone remained calm.

Jiang Xinmao saw that it was not enough for Lin Li to play tricks on him, and now he was mocking him for not knowing poetry, how could he hold it back.

Jiang Xinmao took a quick step, confiscated the mobile phone in front of Lin Li, and then snatched his chopsticks.

"Come here!" Jiang Xinmao shouted.

Two police officers came in.

"Take him to the dark room and handcuff him. Also, we don't have such food here!"

After Jiang Xinmao finished speaking, he picked up Lin Li's unfinished food and threw it into the trash can.

The two police officers who came in were hesitant and just whispered: "Director, is this inappropriate?"

"Why is it inappropriate? He is different from others?"

The two people who came in didn't know that Lin Li was a star. After hearing Jiang Xinmao's words, they didn't dare to disobey him, so they brought handcuffs.

"There are also shackles!" Jiang Xinmao said.

Handcuffs and legcuffs are only used against suspects in major criminal cases. Although Lin Li's incident was quite big, it was just a fight, and the other party's injuries were not serious. Putting on legcuffs was a bit excessive. The two policemen The officer was stunned but did not move after hearing this.

Seeing that they didn't move, Jiang Xinmao cursed: "When did you become so cowardly?"

After saying that, Jiang Xinmao went to get the shackles himself.

"Have you investigated the matter clearly and cuffed me?" Lin Li asked coldly.

Jiang Xinmao smiled and said: "This matter is already very clear, don't talk nonsense!"

Lin Li looked at Jiang Xinmao and said, "It's easy to put it on, but it's hard to take it off."

Jiang Xinmao was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Do you think I was scared?!"

As Jiang Xinmao said this, he cuffed Lin Li's hands and feet.

Then Jiang Xinmao took Lin Li's elbow and dragged him to the small black room.

As soon as they went out, a group of reporters rushed in from outside!

"Lin Li is out!"

"Lin Li is out!"

Lin Li's beating happened in the CCTV building. Naturally, the media reporters knew about it very quickly. Many reporters rushed to follow it almost immediately.

When reporters saw Lin Li coming out, they swarmed up to Jiang Xinmao. They shocked Jiang Xinmao and shouted, "What are you doing? This is the police station. Get out!"

The reporters shouted: "Please get out of the way, we want to interview Lin Li!"

Jiang Xinmao was stunned. He didn't know that Lin Li was a little star. He had asked Wang Guiqing before, and Wang Guiqing said that they were students of Yan University. With so many reporters coming, all he could think of now was that Lin Li was causing a big trouble this time. After all, they were making trouble in the CCTV building, so it wasn't too strange that some reporters were here.

Jiang Xinmao was a little happy. Lin Li's incident was such a big deal, so it seemed that he didn't need to target him specifically.

"Lin Li's case is still under investigation. He is currently the one who hit someone. We will make an announcement after we finish the investigation. You can go back." Jiang Xinmao said.

The reporters caught the big news this time and were naturally unwilling to leave. They persevered in interviewing Lin Li.

Jiang Xinmao and the other two police officers couldn't stop them at all. These people were reporters, so they couldn't force themselves. They were squeezed out by the reporters after a while.

The reporters immediately surrounded Lin Li and handed them all their microphones.

"Lin Li, may I ask why you hit Lou Junjie?"

"Lin Li, may I ask how you feel at this moment?"

"Many people on the Internet are very disappointed with what you did today. What do you want to say?"

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Lin Li smiled. He didn't care how he dealt with the matter of beating people. He couldn't bear Jiang Xinmao's treatment of him.

At a young age, I couldn't bear it. At a more serious level, a black sheep like Jiang Xinmao should have been eliminated from such a position long ago.

"What do you want to say? Of course you can." Lin Li looked at Jiang Xinmao coldly and said.

When the reporters heard that Lin Li had something to say, they quickly put the microphone to Lin Li's mouth.

Lin Li originally wanted to wait quietly for the results, but when Jiang Xinmao appeared, it was obvious that he wanted to avenge his nephew, and even threatened himself with being tortured, so Lin Li decided not to do it. He looked at Jiang Xinmao who was squeezed outside, and suddenly I felt that a poem I had drawn previously was very suitable for the occasion, so I read it loudly:

There are heavy iron shackles ringing under my feet

Let you raise the whip high

I don't need any "confession"

Even with a bloody bayonet on my chest!

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When many reporters heard that Lin Li was reciting poetry again, they were surprised, but when they heard the content of Lin Li's recitation, they were shocked again.

They saw Lin Li being handcuffed at this time, and combined with the poems Lin Li read, they immediately felt that Lin Li was beaten and abused inside.

When Jiang Xinmao heard this, he was horrified and cursed: "Lin Li, you... shut up!"

However, Lin Li ignored him and continued to read:

People cannot lower their noble heads

Only those who are afraid of death can beg for "freedom"

What did the torture plan achieve?

Even death can't shut me up!

I laugh loudly at death

The devil's palace shakes with laughter

This is me—Lin Li’s confession!

Lin Li got the improvement of [Charming Voice], and he read out the unyielding and perseverance in this poem, as well as the calmness and tragedy in the poem!

"Even death can't shut me up!"

All the reporters present were moved by it!

"The devil's palace shakes with laughter!"

What a courage!

The reporters immediately thought that this was big news, and they came to their senses and recorded the poem.

After reading a poem, Lin Li walked up to Jiang Xinmao with his head held high and said, "Didn't I say to go to the dark room? Let's go!"

As soon as Lin Li said this, the reporters turned their attention to Jiang Xinmao and immediately handed over the microphone.

"Excuse me, why are Lin Li handcuffed?"

"Excuse me, did you conduct an unfair trial on Lin Li?"

"Although Lin Li hit someone, the injury report of the other person has not yet been released. It is still under review. Why is the dark room closed?"

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Jiang Xinmao felt like crying. He never expected that Lin Li would read such a poem in front of the media. This time, no one analyzed the poem and he understood it. He was angry and angry. He was so angry. But even if you jump into the Yellow River, you won’t be able to wash yourself away.

Where is the bayonet? There is no such thing as torture! There is no skin...

Well, Jiang Xinmao remembered that he had a whip at home.

"No, no...we are all...following normal procedures..." Jiang Xinmao explained hurriedly.

However, no reporter believed his words. After all, Lin Li had shackles on his hands and feet.

Lin Li turned around and walked back. Jiang Xinmao shuddered and quickly chased after him. The reporters were about to catch up, but were stopped by several other police officers.

The reporters couldn't take it in, so they sent text messages to the agency one after another, and sent back Lin Li's poem.

Jiang Xinmao pulled Lin Li into a small room and said viciously: "Lin Li, you are so brave, who told you to talk nonsense!"

Lin Li smiled and said, "I didn't talk nonsense, I just recited a poem. I didn't say you couldn't recite poems here."

"Are you reciting poetry? You are slandering me!"

Seeing Jiang Xinmao's frustrated look, Lin Li smiled and said, "You don't understand literature at first glance. Literary creation requires artistic processing, but you don't understand."

"My day..." Jiang Xinmao said, feeling as if he had eaten a fly: "You have to go out and clarify it for me!"

"Okay, you call the reporter over, and I'll say a few more words." Lin Li said with a smile.

Jiang Xinmao was stunned. Lin Li's words were indeed worth thinking about.

If you ask him to go out and talk again, what should he do if he reads a similar poem again?

Jiang Xinmao hesitated for a while and said, "You have two options now. One is to go out with me to apologize and clarify..."

"I'll choose the other one."

Lin Li interrupted directly before Jiang Xinmao finished speaking.

Jiang Xinmao has seen many people like this who are tough-talking when they first come in. Most of these people will soften after being locked up for a while.

"Are you sure? Don't come begging me then."

Lin Li smiled and said, "It's not certain who will ask for it."

Jiang Xinmao sneered: "Okay, wait and see, if you like this, just stay here and beg me to go out and clarify it for me!"

After Jiang Xinmao finished speaking, he turned off the lights, closed the door and went out.