I’m Really a Superstar

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noon.

Police station.

The sun is burning overhead, the light is very bright, but it is not that hot. It is autumn.

In the small dark room, Zhang Ye was very happy. He had no idea how big the commotion was on the Internet. He was sitting there eating vegetables, including kung pao chicken, fried sea cucumbers with green onions, tofu mixed with green onions, and a spicy and sour dish. The soup was a real three dishes and one soup, all ordered by the female police officer to buy it for him.

"Does it taste good, Teacher Zhang?" the female police officer asked.

"Okay, thank you." Zhang Ye thanked him.

"You're welcome, please try this soup again." The female policeman served him the soup.

Suddenly, Director Song brought the old policeman back from the hospital. When he came in, he saw that Zhang Ye had eaten like an old man. It was a sumptuous meal of three dishes and one soup. Director Song was speechless for a long time, and the old policeman also fainted. After a moment, holy shit, what kind of treatment is this? The director and I were so busy that we didn't bother to eat for so long, but you, a suspect, ate it instead? And eating so well?

"Xiao Lei, what are you doing?" the old policeman said depressedly.

Zhang Ye was also full, so he put down his chopsticks and dipped his mouth with a napkin.

"Okay." Director Song did not pursue further, pointed at Zhang Ye and said, "Uncuff him first and go to the interrogation room."

The old policeman went over and unlocked Zhang Ye, but he did not take off all the handcuffs. He only removed the end of the handcuffs that were attached to the heating pipe, and the rest were still hanging on Zhang Ye's feet.

The interrogation room is also in the small courtyard.

As soon as he entered, Director Song and the old policeman sat behind the table.

Zhang Ye didn't need them to tell him, he just sat down without seeing anyone else.

"Be honest," the old policeman said with a gloomy look, "Why do you beat people so hard? I tell you the truth, the injury report has come out, Wang Cen's injuries are very serious."

Zhang Ye asked back: "Is it broken?"

The old policeman said: "That's true, but..."

Zhang Ye narrowed his eyes and said: "How can you call it a serious injury when there are no fractures? Can I understand that you are trying to scare me and threaten me? Are you using vague words to induce me to get the transcript you want?" What he started with was He is measured and knows how heavy his attack will be.

The old policeman slapped the table and said, "Are you still asking about me?"

Director Song looked at him and said, "Teacher Zhang, you'd better be more serious. This matter is big or small. I also advise you to explain the problem honestly, so that everyone can save trouble."

Zhang Ye smiled and said: "It's not that everyone saves trouble, it's you who save trouble, it's Wang Shuixin and his son who save trouble, not me. I've already said my problem. My problem is that I don't have a problem. But you have to judge that it is wrong to act bravely. , then I have nothing to say, but you should have said it earlier, you should have issued an official message earlier, telling everyone that acting bravely is wrong, and everyone should not do it, otherwise they will be arrested, so that I know , I won’t mind my own business.”

The old policeman was a little angry, but he was also helpless. This man was indeed a talker. He was such a talker that ordinary people couldn't speak against him.

Director Song said: "Wang Cen said that he did not molest the lesbian. He was just chatting with her casually. But you saw him and took action."

Zhang Ye couldn't stop laughing, "What about the results of your investigation? There were so many people testifying against me at that time. I don't believe that no one told you the facts. You can go to the TV station and ask. There are at least fifty people who can tell me. Zhang Ye testified, but you didn't listen? You ignored him? But Wang Cen, a murderer, said something casually to you, and you believed him? Are you going to take his testimony as fact? Is this how you handle the case?

The old policeman said angrily: "Who told you that we have finalized the case? We are only telling you the other party's testimony during the investigation. Zhang Ye, do you like that female colleague? So when Wang Cen communicates with her normally, you Is it because of jealousy that you hit someone?"

Zhang Ye stared at the old policeman for a long time, "I can see now, you two are in the same group? Are you protecting that Wang Cen like this? You don't hesitate to give him perjury, right? I can't even tell that lesbian I don’t even know her name, and I don’t even remember whether I’ve met her before. Do I like her? Are you jealous because of love? You guys are so funny, making up stories in front of a novelist like me, right? I can’t keep my mouth open for this kind of story all day long. I can make up one or two hundred for you."

Director Song said: "Then why did you hit people?"

"Why don't you ask Wang Cen why he molests women?" Zhang Ye said.

The old policeman snorted, "Okay, there's nothing we can do if you don't cooperate. Then you can just stay in the dark room. It's useless to explain the problem at any time. The damage caused by the beating has already been determined." , why can’t you escape the director?”

"Take him away." Director Song also knew that nothing could be asked. This man's mouth was worse than theirs, and they would also have a headache when they met such a master.

They took Zhang Ye out of the interrogation room.

But in the small courtyard, there were suddenly many more people

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"We are journalists"

"Why are you all going out?"

"We would like to interview how your teacher Zhang Ye is doing now?"

"I asked you to go out, but who asked you to break in through the back door? We will not accept any form of interviews until the case is clearly investigated."

When no one was paying attention, reporters from several newspapers in the capital actually got in.

"Hey look over there"

"It's Zhang Ye"

"Go quickly, go quickly"

The reporters didn't listen to the dissuasion at all. They pushed aside a few policemen and rushed forward.

The number of policemen was not large, and they could not stop so many people at once. They could only watch helplessly as they surrounded Zhang Ye and the three policemen, Elder Song.

A female reporter from the Beijing Times held up the microphone and said hurriedly: "Teacher Zhang, someone familiar with the matter revealed that you beat your leader's son because you acted bravely, and now you are framed and sent to the police station. I don't know what happened. Isn’t it true? If it is true, what do you want to say?”

Before Zhang Ye could speak.

The old policeman pushed away the reporter first and said, "Get out, this is a state agency."

Another young reporter from a Beijing tabloid blinked and said, "Comrade police, why did you take Zhang Ye away?"

Director Song was very official: "He is suspected of intentionally injuring others. He is still under investigation. It is not convenient to inform other matters."

The tabloid reporter asked again, "Many people say that Zhang Ye beat people so hard because of his bad temper and violent tendencies. Is this true?"

This time, if the old policeman didn't stop him, he said, "We are still investigating."

Another reporter came up and said, "Teacher Zhang Ye, when did you develop your violent tendencies? When you were a child? Or after you became famous?"

A fourth reporter asked: "I heard that you often act like a big star and have hit people more than once. Can you explain it?"

The fifth reporter asked continuously, "I am a reporter from a daily newspaper. Is the beating real? Did you do it on purpose? Please give everyone and your fans an explanation."

Zhang Ye almost laughed out loud when he saw this. What questions were these reporters asking? Except for what the Beijing Times reporter said was to the point, where were the other reporters asking questions? He was clearly trying to get Zhang Ye to fuck him. Is he prone to violence? Does he often fight with others? Do you often play big tricks and hit people? This was something that had no basis at all, but when these reporters asked it, it seemed like it was the truth, and it solidified Zhang Ye's reputation as a villain.

Is it Wang Shuixin's connection?

Is this a new trick used by Shui Wang?

Ha, okay, mobilize so many people to attack me? You are really going to any lengths.

The attitude of the police station leader also made Zhang Ye lose the last trace of his patience. You pushed out the reporter who asked serious questions and didn't let her speak. A bunch of reporters who were obviously invited by others to create a scandal against me, but you... He didn't stop them at all, and responded to them in an ambiguous manner, making people think that I, Zhang Ye, was really guilty of these crimes, but I just didn't find out clearly and it was inconvenient to announce them?

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Then don’t blame me, Zhang Ye.

The reason why Zhang Ye came to the police station with them without any worries was because, firstly, he had a clear conscience and did not accept the wrongdoing. Secondly, it was also because he had his own counterattack moves and trump cards. In the eyes of others, Zhang Ye was now in a cage. He is a little sheep who can only be slaughtered by others. He can do whatever others say, but they all seem to have forgotten that Zhang Ye's biggest weapon is his mouth.

The female police officer couldn't stand it anymore, "What are you talking about?"

Old Zhao pulled the female police officer and didn't let her pass. He also saw Director Song's attitude. At this time, they couldn't help Zhang Ye even if they wanted to.

But Zhang Ye spoke, "Do you want me to explain?"

The reporter from the daily said: "Please explain the purpose of your beating."

Zhang Ye laughed and asked again: "Let me explain?"

Another tabloid reporter said: "You hit someone, shouldn't you explain it?"

Zhang Ye smiled exaggeratedly and then took a step forward. One of the handcuffs still hanging on his ankle drooped and rubbed on the ground, making a heavy clanking sound. Zhang Ye looked at them and the police station officer. Everyone in the yard shouted arrogantly: "No matter how heavy the iron shackles are ringing under my feet, no matter how high you raise the whip, I don't need any confession, even if my chest is facing the bloody bayonet, I can't lower my noble dignity." Head, only those who are afraid of death can beg for 'freedom,'"

poetry?

Everyone was stunned

Zhang Ye's tone was filled with rage, "What did the torture plan achieve? Even death can't make me open my mouth. I laughed loudly at death, and the devil's palace shook in the laughter." Then, he looked at the crowds in front and behind, one by one. He glanced at it and said word by word: "This is me - the confession of a Communist Party member."

Zhang Ye is also extremely wicked.

He thought that since you are unkind to me, then don't blame me for being unjust.

This guy actually took out this earth-shattering poem by Chen Ran, the revolutionary martyr - "My "Confession""