You Made Me a Superstar

   Chapter 247 Complaint!

   Zheng Jun was stunned!

   He never dreamed that Zhou Yang, who had been smiling for a second, would suddenly slap Zhao Sicheng in the face.

"Snapped!"

   This slap was slapped hard, and the sound was unusually clear.

   Zhao Sicheng covered his face, stared at Zhou Yang like a madman and yelled...

Maybe it's because Zhao Sicheng is mixed with Chinese and English for a while, and the relationship is not smooth, or because Zheng Jun is too shocked, and even now his mind is buzzing, but Zheng Jun I can't hear what he's yelling at...

   Zhao Sicheng grabbed Zhou Yang's collar and roared desperately at Zhou Yang, and even wanted to hit Zhou Yang.

   At this moment, Zhou Yang lowered his head. Under Zheng Jun's shocked gaze, he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, as if he had been greatly humiliated. His fists were shaking, but after all, he did not move.

This scene……

   It looks like Zhao Sicheng is bullying Zhou Yang.

  The crowd of onlookers grew more and more, many people came to watch the fun, and some even whistled at Zhou Yang and Zhao Sicheng.

   Zhao Sicheng's wife called the police immediately. After calling the police, she stared at Zhou Yang angrily and called the lawyer again...

   She threatened to sue him!

   sued her for bankruptcy, sued her for bankruptcy...

  In the old United States, the penalties for beating people are different in each state.

   Some states have harsher punishments, some states have slightly lighter penalties, but without exception, hitting someone, especially something that is almost insulting like a slap, will definitely be severely punished!

and……

   Zhao Sicheng is already an old American citizen, and Zhou Yang is from China. In a sense, this slap can even put Zhou Yang under criminal detention. After the criminal detention, he will be sent back to China directly.

  Oscar?

No need to think about it at all. Oscar is a place that pays special attention to face. Although everyone is said to be equal, racial discrimination is still very serious. Not only will Zhou Yang be banned from participating in this year's Oscars, but even the next ten or twenty years. , most likely to be banned from participating for life.

   Zheng Jun turned pale with fright.

   It was the first time he saw such a terrifying battle, and he didn't know what to say.

  The crowd watching the lively crowd surrounded the door of the apartment. Everyone was pointing at the electricity point. Zhao Sicheng still grabbed Zhou Yang by the collar and cursed Zhou Yang all kinds of ugly words.

   Zhou Yang still did not resist, just kept silent.

  Although the police have been called.

   But this time the FBI came very late. More than half an hour later, the siren sounded, and then the two black FBI walked out of the car with guns.

"it's him!"

   "That's the guy!"

"He beat me, police officer, it's him, he beat me! He beat me suddenly, my face hurts now, I'm going to put him in jail, I'm going to hire a lawyer, I'm going to sue him, I'm going to let him die, I'm going to get him out of America..."

   After seeing the FBI coming, Zhao Sicheng shouted with excitement, but his hand kept grabbing Zhou Yang's collar, and even tore Zhou Yang's collar to pieces.

   Zhou Yang looked unusually embarrassed. He lowered his head and let Zhao Sicheng sway wildly, but he did not defend himself, but became more and more silent.

   Mr. Zhou should not...

   Mr. Zhou must have been frightened and stupid, right?

This……

   He suddenly hit someone, didn't he consider the consequences?

   Zheng Jun's eyes widened when he saw Zhou Yang's appearance, and then he saw Zhou Yang suddenly holding his ear with one hand, and his head lowered even more.

   After the FBI got off the car, the two black strong men did not press Zhou Yang as Zheng Jun imagined, but pulled the two away as soon as possible. One FBI even asked Zhou Yang if he was okay.

   Zhou Yang didn't answer the FBI's words, he was stunned in place, looking like he was frightened and stupid.

   He seems very unresponsive...

   It wasn't until nearly twenty seconds after he finished asking the question that Zhou Yang shook his head blankly.

only……

   stared at Zhao Sicheng with fear, and subconsciously shrank behind the black FBI.

   He suddenly became very anxious, he opened his mouth and squeaked all kinds of nonsense.

   He seemed to want to explain, but he didn't know whether it was because people were scared stupid or because his English was too plastic. He explained it for a long time, but still couldn't explain any reason...

   Soon, the ambulance called by Zhao Sicheng's wife came.

but!

The FBI did not let Zhao Sicheng get into the ambulance first, but pulled Zhou Yang, who was standing at a loss, and then said a few words to the doctor who got off the ambulance. Then the doctor nodded and pulled Zhou Yang with a very solemn expression. When he got into the ambulance, Zhou Yang seemed to be waking up from a dream, and continued to speak the plastic English stumblingly. Hearing the black FBI had a great feeling...

   Grammar, words, sentences…

  All is wrong!

   But I can still vaguely understand that Zhou Yang seems to be emphasizing that he is fine, the matter has not been settled, he cannot go to the hospital, he has to stay here, and his eyes are very flustered, like a frightened rabbit.

   Another tall FBI patted him on the shoulder, seemingly comforting Zhou Yang.

"We will not be like those white FBI, we have no racial discrimination, we will maintain the law and order of the United States, we are very controversial, rest assured, sir, if you are worried, let Locke handle things here, I will accompany you to the hospital Check, okay? You look seriously injured now, what's the matter, let's wait until we get out of the hospital, okay?"

   After he said these words, Zheng Jun was stunned!

   The depths of his heart were greatly shocked, and his head hummed again.

   Then, he saw that Zhou Yang seemed to be comforted and reluctantly got into the ambulance, while the tall black FBI said a few words beside the other FBI, and then walked away.

   Zhao Sicheng was also stunned by this behavior!

   He yelled at the FBI. He grabbed Zhou Yang's clothes and shouted frantically, his throat was a little hoarse.

   "I am the victim!"

"I'm the!"

   "I am the victim!"

   "You got it wrong!"

"what!"

   Immediately afterwards, as if he realized something, he subconsciously threw the pieces of his clothes on the ground, and then covered his face.

   He said that his face hurts now, as if his ears are ringing, he seems to be deaf and can't hear!

   He accused Zhou Yang of beating him to the FBI, suddenly ran to his house for no reason, and then beat him...

   The black FBI frowned after seeing his expression, then looked at his face very seriously, and then frowned even more deeply.

   "Sir, don't worry now, I will act in accordance with the law, will you cooperate with us first?"

"I'm going to the hospital for a check-up, I'm going to the hospital for a check-up, I was beaten deaf, and I called the ambulance! You are wrong! Damn, you guys..." Although Zhao Sicheng was extremely angry, he even wanted to scold the two The black FBI is a stupid pig, but his last reason told him that he couldn't scold him like that.

   The black FBI was still smiling at him, but at this moment, his face became cold.

   "Sir, don't worry, I'll investigate the situation first. You should go back to the police station with my colleague first." The black FBI patted Zhao Sicheng on the shoulder.

   Immediately after…

   The black FBI named Locke looked at the crowd around him and started taking notes.

  This is a dead-end area for surveillance, so only some witnesses can be obtained.

   There are so many onlookers, there is no problem with identifying witnesses.

   "He just moved in..."

   "We don't know what's going on, but when we came out, we saw that he was scolding the Chinese..."

   "I saw with my own eyes that he was grabbing the collar of the Huaxia people, and he scolded him so hard that he scolded everything."

   "No... At least in my opinion, the Chinese man didn't fight back, he didn't speak, he just stood there motionless, he seemed to be frightened..."

   "Yes, I was really frightened. I have read psychology, and the expression of that Chinese man is an aggrieved expression."

"I didn't see anything. I was just whistling, police officer, is it not illegal to whistle? I thought the two would fight, but that Chinese man is too cowardly. If he scolds me like that, I will definitely be ruthless. hit him hard..."

   "I have an impression of this Chinese man, I remembered it, he seems to be a Chinese director, and he was still asking around last month..."

   "Officer, I remembered, this Chinese man is a good man, he helped me cross the road, and he was very gentle, and even helped me carry things, unbelievable, I really have a hard time believing that he would hit people!"

"My name is Irene, and I'm Mr. Zhou Yang's English teacher... oh god, you said Mr. Zhou Yang would slap him? How is that possible? He's a very nice person, God, he went to the hospital? You guys The murderer must not be spared, he is a hero, he has been using his works to speak for us..."

  “…”

   Zhao Sicheng's eyes widened.

   He stared at these people in disbelief.

   His chest was constantly heaving and his whole body was shaking, as if his head was about to explode.

   He took a few steps back, his face was ashen with anger, and finally he couldn't help yelling at the crowd of onlookers, such as "stupid pig" and "FUCK" one after another!

   After scolding for a while, he saw a black little brother rushed over in anger and finally punched him hard, before he realized that this was Laomei, not Huaxia.

   With a roar of applause, and more whistles…

   His pupils shrank!

   He understood that he was screwed by Zhou Yang!

   He gasped.

   "Lawyer, lawyer, I want a lawyer!"

  ……………………

the other side.

   In the hospital.

  The doctor checked Zhou Yang's whole body, and then the doctor frowned and started shaking his head constantly.

   The tall FBI accompanying him suddenly became nervous and asked subconsciously, "Doctor, what's wrong with him?"

   "The patient's mental condition has been traumatized. The patient's mood is unstable, very anxious, and his panic is very heavy. He does not cooperate with treatment. I personally recommend hospitalization..."

   "God! So serious?" The tall black FBI was taken aback.

"Yes!"

  The black FBI then looked extremely serious.

  Rang took out his mobile phone and called another colleague, Locke, and briefly explained the reason.

   Then, he heard a burst of deafening swearing and cursing around the phone...

  The black FBI's expression was so cold after listening to it that he could not wait to pick up the gun and give that guy a slap on the forehead!

   (end of this chapter)