I’m Really a Superstar

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There's a commotion online

Public pressure is mounting

Director Song's home was a bit far away from his work, and he wasted a lot of time on the way back. At this time, his phone rang. He thought it was the police from the police station calling again to urge him. He was about to open his mouth to curse, but he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye. He checked the caller ID on the screen, but kept his mouth shut.

"Shen Bureau." Director Song said respectfully.

"Old Song, what are you causing trouble?" Director Shen's voice was low.

Director Song hurriedly said: "I will handle it here, and I promise to solve it beautifully."

Bureau Shen said angrily: "What the hell are you doing? Now the Internet is blowing up. They are all questioning your police station. The official website of the police station has been blocked and almost crashed. This incident has attracted the attention of the whole society in the capital. Did you handle it well? How did you handle it? Isn't it just an ordinary fight? How come your police station can't even handle this trivial matter? It led to this situation? It caused such a big mess? Do you know Do you know? Now you have made even the sub-bureau very passive. The discipline inspection department of the municipal bureau at the higher level has called us to question us, as if it means to intervene in the investigation."

"Ah? Disciplinary inspection department?" Director Song was dumbfounded, "Isn't that the case? We are also dealing with official matters. This case has not been investigated clearly. That Zhang Ye did beat the person quite hard, and the summons to Zhang Ye was also not clear. It’s less than 24 hours, this is normal, we..."

Director Shen said: "You don't have to tell me. You can keep your words and tell them to the Municipal Bureau's Discipline Inspection Commission."

"No, Director Shen, no," Director Song said anxiously, "Let's not bother the leaders of the Discipline Inspection Commission.

"It's the same thing, it's useless for you to tell me," Director Shen said, "Now there are rumors on the Internet that your police station tortured people to extract confessions, beat people, and even used knives."

Director Song almost fainted, "No, Director Shen, we swear to God there is no such thing. That Zhang Ye's poem is nonsense. There is no such thing."

Director Shen said: "But the people believed it and everyone spread it like this."

Director Song burst into tears, "We really died unjustly. This Zhang Ye is so wicked. He

"The other leaders of the branch also know about this matter now. Lao Song, if you continue to insist on your own way, even I can't protect you. Just take care of it yourself." Bureau Shen obviously also knows something about this case, "I will I'm confused about a person who acted like a hooligan and tried to use violence. He just beat me and was not seriously injured and paralyzed? Why did you come here and arrest the brave person? When handling cases, the police station must consider the law and abide by the law. instructions, but where does the law come from? From a certain perspective, the law serves the people, so the people’s feelings and reactions must also be taken into consideration. Okay, I won’t talk nonsense to you. I have told you everything that needs to be said. If Lao Song is incapable of handling this matter, fine, get out of here and I'll let someone with the ability handle it."

Beep, the phone is disconnected

"No, Bureau Shen, Bureau Shen..." Director Song was sweating. Only then did he realize that he had caused a big trouble. No, it was not him, it was all Zhang Ye's fault.

At this moment, Director Song had already scolded Wang Shuixin ten thousand times in his heart. Just as Director Song said to his wife, he was just doing a favor for his friend within the scope permitted by the law. Zhang Ye's behavior and actions, In some places that are more relaxed, he might just turn a blind eye, but strictly speaking, according to the law, he should be detained for a few days, so Director Song has never been under much pressure. He feels that he can handle the pressure even if it is. It doesn't matter if you live there.

But now, Director Song obviously can't bear it anymore

Is the Discipline Inspection Commission going to intervene?

Is the whole capital paying attention?

Are all the branch leaders keeping an eye on them?

Director Song felt cold sweat on his back and his clothes were soaked. No, it must be dealt with immediately, otherwise he might really be dismissed. He hurriedly accelerated his car to the police station.

ten o'clock.

It was already night.

The lights inside the police station were brightly lit, with several big lights turned on. The number of policemen on duty also increased from the three or four before to more than a dozen. Knowing that something had happened here again, many policemen who had returned home came back to help. Several policemen on duty invited the reporters out and stopped them at the fence gate at the back door of the courtyard.

When the car arrives, it stops and opens the door.

"Director Song"

"Director, you are here"

"What should I do now? I see everything on the Internet..."

"There are too many reporters outside. Just after a wave left, another wave came and the door was blocked. There were reporters at the back door and the front door."

"Director, our police station is famous. I came here by bus just now. I took a call about a previous case on the bus. I just reported my home address and said I was so-and-so from our police station. The bus Several people above heard this, and they all looked at me with disdain. Don't mention that feeling. I didn't even raise my head the whole way. Who do you think we provoked?"

As soon as Director Song arrived, everyone started complaining.

"Where is Zhang Ye?" Director Song asked directly.

Lao Zhao pointed over there, "It's still in the dark room."

Director Song did not answer their words and walked straight to the small room.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Zhang Ye sitting on the ground touching the handcuffs on his feet, humming a song leisurely, looking like he was fine.

"Director Song?" Zhang Ye raised his head.

Several police officers also came over, wanting to see how Director Song would handle it. The big commotion now was ultimately caused by Zhang Ye's two poems. With Director Song's violent temper, it would be strange not to be angry. I'm sure Sure enough, Director Song yelled at that moment. But what all the policemen didn't expect was that Director Song didn't yell at Zhang Ye, but at them.

"Who put the handcuffs on Teacher Zhang Ye? Huh? Who is it?" Director Song looked furious and pointed at the policemen and said, "Who is it that stood up for me?"

Everyone is fooled

The policeman almost vomited blood. Director Song, didn't you ask us to cuff him?

Director Song angrily slapped the table in the small dark room, and without saying a word, he slapped it hard, "Are you going to rebel? Ah? Do you still think of me as the director in your eyes?" Then, He pointed at Zhang Ye who was sitting on the ground and said loudly: "Do you know who this is? Do you know? Is this a famous writer, writer or historian in the capital? How could such a prestigious teacher beat someone? Why don't you give it to Zhang Ye?" Teacher Ye was handcuffed? How did you handle the case? Huh? Do you want to piss me off to death?"

Lao Zhao: "..."

Female police officer: "..."

All the police officers have a feeling of having a black eye.

Director Song shouted: "What are you looking at me for? What am I still staring at? Why don't you quickly loosen Teacher Zhang Ye's handcuffs?"

A little policeman rushed up and said, "I'll come, I'll come."

When the cuffs were untied, Director Song was still saying, "I've only been away for a little while, and you've caused such a big mess for me. I've told you how many times I've told you that it's necessary to treat a highly respected person like Teacher Zhang Ye." You were respectful and polite, but what did you do? Did you turn a deaf ear to what I said? Not only were you not polite to Teacher Zhang Ye, you also handcuffed him?" Director Song patted the table sadly and said: " I am very disappointed and disappointed in you."

Is Zhang Ye highly respected?

Let us be respectful and polite to him?

Damn it, when did you tell us this?

Seeing that Director Song had completely changed, Zhang Ye, who was sitting there, was speechless because of his righteous words. The small table was almost knocked down by Director Song. This shows how many people there are. With so much force, looking at the four legs of the table, they almost drilled four holes into the dilapidated cement floor in the room.

"Everyone, please leave. I'll get annoyed when I see you." Director Song drove away a group of policemen.

As soon as they left, Director Song quickly went up to help Zhang Ye up, "Teacher Zhang, you have been wronged. It's because I failed to discipline the people below. Get up quickly."

Zhang Ye stood up and flicked the dirt off his butt.

Director Song looked at him and said, "But Teacher Zhang, I think you are a little bit ungrateful. You really are a bit ungrateful. What kind of confession, what kind of whip, what kind of bloody bayonet, what do you think in your conscience?" Have we laid a finger on you since we came here? We haven't. But why do you write these nouns and adjectives in your poems, and torture them? I think you are really a bit unscrupulous."

Zhang Ye said casually: "It's just artistic processing. In fact, I didn't mean to ridicule you. I just expressed my feelings and it has nothing to do with you."

Director Song didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "But the people believed it. Everyone said that we tortured you. Do you think we died unjustly? Really?"

Zhang Ye spread his hands and said, "I'm just engaged in literature. I don't care how people interpret it after reading it."

"Look at you, we can all talk about it. In fact, we don't intend to give you criminal punishment. This is a good thing to do bravely. This is something that should be vigorously promoted and publicized." Director Song said seriously: "We will still Detaining you? This can’t be just a show of bringing you back for investigation and showing everyone. You see, you must have misunderstood us."

Zhang Ye said: "Is that so?"

"That's it." Director Song looked up at the "Prison Song" on the wall, "And this poem, oh, who dares not to let you out? We keep the door open for you to come in and out at any time. , who dares not to let you go, I, Old Song, will be the first one to risk my life with him. What about eternal life in the fire? It’s not like that. It’s too strong. It’s too strong. Teacher Zhang, you can go back now. I’ll have someone drive you back. Home"

Zhang Ye knew that his poem had caused shock, but he was not in a hurry, "It's okay, Director Song, I'm fine. I understand your work. As a citizen, I have the obligation to fully cooperate with you. Get busy, I'll continue to wait for the investigation results."

Director Song hurriedly said: "Don't bother me, how can this be done? The environment here is so bad, it is really not suitable for a respected teacher like you. I will send someone to send you away."

Zhang Ye waved his hand, "It's really nice here. You think too much, Director Song. I'm writing and writing poems here. It's really not boring at all." After saying that, Zhang Ye lowered his head and looked around. I saw a lot of broken cement stones and soil on the ground that Director Song had just smashed with a table, so I walked over and picked up one.

When Director Song saw it, he immediately felt a little out of his mind and rushed forward, "Don't Mr. Zhang, if you have something to say, please talk to us. If we have something to say, please talk to us. Please don't write a poem." These two poems had already made their police station restless. Yes, still writing? Do you still want to write?

"Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on," Director Song shouted.

The old policeman pushed open the door and came in, "Director, what happened?"

While Director Song was pulling Zhang Ye, he pointed at the ground and said, "Hurry up and clean up the rubble. Sweep it away and leave nothing behind."

The old policeman wiped his sweat and said, "Okay."

Zhang Ye said speechlessly: "What are you talking about? I don't write poetry, so I just write a few words to relieve my boredom."

"Teacher Zhang, you are killing us, don't write, don't write." Director Song saw that the old policeman was too slow, so Yu Jian went up with his bare hands and removed the broken pieces from the small pits. All the stones and cement blocks were dug out with great skill, and then handed over to the old policeman to throw away.

Zhang Ye sweated.

Did you graduate from Lanxiang?

Are you so skilled in mining techniques? ?

Director Song also had troubles to express, but he didn't dare to let Zhang Ye write anymore. People use guns to kill people, and they use fists to beat people. But people like Zhang Ye obviously cannot be judged by common sense. He thought To punish people, you don't need guns or cannons at all. You just need to use a pen. Director Song and their police station have obviously fallen into Zhang Ye's trap and suffered his losses. Naturally, they will not be stupid again.

"Teacher Zhang, can we sit down and talk? Give me, Old Song, some face." Director Song said, "We gentlemen use our words but not our hands."

Zhang Ye said: "I didn't do anything?"

Director Song complained bitterly: "You are just doing it when you write. Our previous attitude may have been inappropriate. I apologize to you here. Teacher Zhang, please go home quickly. Don't torment us. We are just a small police station. Temple Xiao, I really can’t stand the torment like this, I’m so proud of you, I’m so proud of you.”

Zhang Ye is not an unreasonable person, but the attitude of Director Song and others towards him made him very angry. His butt was too crooked, "What should we do about the case? We haven't investigated it clearly yet."

Director Song hesitated, then gritted his teeth and said: "The investigation has made it clear that you acted bravely and without any fault. That Wang Cen who acted like a hooligan and tried to beat someone up, we will bring him back for investigation and detention as soon as he comes out of the hospital. imposition of a civil penalty”

That's pretty much it.

Zhang Ye thought for a while and said, "Okay, now that I've found out everything, I'll go back."

Director Song took a long breath and said to the old policeman impatiently: "Send Teacher Zhang Ye home quickly. Drive slower on the road and don't let Teacher Zhang bump around."

The old policeman said helplessly: "Yes."

Watching Zhang Ye go out, Director Song shouted loudly from behind: "Teacher Zhang, please send us a Weibo to clarify for us later. Our police station really didn't use bayonets. There are no weapons warehouses in the city bureau branch at all." Give us equipment like bayonets."

Zhang Ye waved his hand behind him without looking back, not knowing whether he agreed or not.

Director Song wiped the sweat from his forehead and finally sent this broom star away. He never wanted to see Zhang Ye again in his life.

I've seen evil people

I have never seen such a wicked person.