Age of the Mist

Chapter 603 This case applies to the maximum sentence for hooliganism

Move the time forward by half a day.

This morning, Shen Xingye went out in high spirits and refreshed, took his masterpiece, put on the agreed yellow clothes, and prepared to meet his pen pal.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Shen Xingye arrived in front of the Confucius Temple.

As a self-confessed literati, Shen Xingye bowed to the old master Confucius from afar, and secretly prayed to the most holy teacher to bless him with endless writing and thinking.

After paying his respects, Shen Xingye scanned left and right, looking for the target person.People come and go in front of the Confucius Temple, but people in this era generally wear dark plain clothes, and the ostentatious big yellow clothes should be very eye-catching.

But Shen Xingye looked left and right, but he didn't see the second person in big yellow clothes.

"Strange, where are the people?" Shen Xingye couldn't help but wonder: "Why do you want to make an appointment at the Confucius Temple? There are so many people here."

At this moment, a person approached Shen Xingye's back and whispered, "You are 'Night'?"

Ok?
I found my pen pal?
Shen Xingye turned around in shock, wanting to see what his pen pal was like.But when he saw it, he opened his mouth in surprise, because there was a girl standing behind him.This girl wears round glasses as thick as the bottom of a wine bottle, her long bangs and frizzy hair cover most of her face, and there seems to be some paint on her rustic clothes.

There's a real artistry to this slovenly feel.

But—a woman?
My pen pal is a woman?

While Shen Xingye was in a daze, the girl continued to speak, her voice was a bit blunt: "Answer me, are you the one who has been writing to me under the name 'Night Color'?"

Shen Xingye nodded blankly: "Yes, I am 'Night', you..."

The girl interrupted him and continued to ask, "What's your name?"

The silly boy said truthfully: "My name is Shen Xingye, don't you know..."

The girl continued to ask: "Are you a student in Class [-], Grade [-], Fengming No. [-] Middle School?"

"Yes, it's me, you..."

"What are you holding in your hand?" The girl pointed to Shen Xingye's masterpiece: "Is it the note you've been claiming in your letter?"

"Yes, that's right..."

"You brought it here, do you want me to see it?"

"I had this plan at first..." But now that his pen pal was a girl, Shen Xingye was at a loss as to what to do.

Wait - girls?
The one who has always been in harmony with my heart is actually a girl?
This!
I got it!
There was a flash of light in Shen Xingye's eyes, and he felt that he had seen through the mystery of fate at once - isn't this kind of unfolding just my luck!

Think about it, although the goddess is charming, she doesn't understand my art.And this girl is silly and plain, but she fits in my heart.

The body is comforted by the goddess, and the soul is the resonance of the local girl.

Although pure as I really want to be devoted, but there is no way, Goddess, I am an artist, and I cannot refuse the call from art and destiny!

The hesitation left and right, the torment of the conscience, the guilt of cheating the soul and the dark joy of sinking, ah~~~ What a Shakespeare-like tragicomedy.

This is the fate of my great writer Shen Xingye!
Although Tu Niu is quite rustic, and she seems to be a bit self-talking in character, but aren't all artists talking to themselves?Moreover, no matter how soil is, it is better than a greasy and fat house.

Besides, isn't the general plot set up like this, the humble local girl dressed up and turned around in a flash, stunning everyone.

I believe that under this pair of glasses with the bottom of a beer bottle, there must be beautiful eyes that charm all living beings!
but--

It's hard to say whether there are beautiful eyes under the glasses that charm all living beings, but the eyes of the girl opposite are suddenly sharp.A powerful aura burst out from his not-so-high body, and he forced himself up viciously: "Tell you, Shen Xingye, something happened to you, prepare to follow me to the police station!"

"Ah?" The beautiful fantasy was cut in half, and Shen Xingye was stunned: "What happened? What police station? What happened to me?"

"What's the matter? Isn't it obvious?" The girl snatched Shen Xingye's notebook away while others were unaware.After flipping through it casually, he said with a determined face: "Playing a hooligan is still playing a hooligan for a long time, and playing a hooligan in a public place."

"Playing hooligans?" The girl's words were like a heavy blow, hitting Shen Xingye's weakness, causing Shen Xingye to panic: "I didn't! I wasn't! Don't talk nonsense!"

"You still dare to quibble?" The girl stepped forward, snorted and sneered: "Write me that kind of letter for a long time, with foul language between the lines, what is it if you are not playing hooligans?"

Shen Xingye took a step back, his face turned pale: "This..."

The girl took another step forward: "I mentioned your notes many times, but it turned out that Seqin couldn't look directly at the whole story, and forced underage girls to watch it. Isn't it a hooligan?"

Shen Xingye took another step back, dumbfounded: "I..."

The girl took a step forward: "And you have repeatedly described your obscene thoughts, and asked underage girls to draw unsightly pictures of you. This is not only disgusting, it is simply disgusting, a deadly hooligan among hooligans!"

Shen Xingye only felt the thunder from the sky: "No, wait, wait, I, I didn't know you were a girl!"

The girl snorted: "Do you have evidence to prove that you didn't know that I was a girl? I have sufficient evidence to prove that you are a hooligan. I have kept all your letters. I also have this note of yours. Also, what do you think this is?"

The girl took out a tape recorder from her pocket, slammed down the tape, and clicked it to play.Suddenly, the voice of Shen Xingye admitting his pen name, real name, identity, and actions came from inside.

Shen Xingye wanted to grab it in a panic, but the girl withdrew and said calmly: "I advise you to calm down. Do you know why I set the meeting place here? If I screamed 'hooligan', guess what?" How many people will rush up and beat you up?"

Shen Xingye had already started to tremble, struggling to death: "You, haven't you written to me too, you too..."

"What am I? Is there anything wrong with my letter? It's all about you. Besides, even if there is a slight problem, it can only show that this girl is both wise and brave, and she is trying to lure you to show up." That's all." The girl smiled slightly, and said leisurely: "Great talent, you are five cars richer than yourself, let me ask you, what is the maximum penalty in the criminal code for hooliganism?"

shot.

"Based on what you have done, how should you be punished?"

shot.

"So, what do you think we should do now?"

Surrendered himself, fought for leniency, changed from shooting for 5 minutes to shooting for two hours.

But, but, but - I'm only 17 ahhh!
Shen Xingye's eyes darkened, he couldn't breathe, and he felt that his life was over.

At this moment, Shen Xingye was in a hurry and thought in reverse.Letters, diaries, Confucius Temple, hooliganism, tape recorder... The brain connected all the girl's deeds like an electric shock, allowing Shen Xingye to find an impossible breakthrough, the only chance to escape. .

That is--

"Grandma~~~!!" Shen Xingye almost knelt down: "What do you want to order, tell me~~~!!"

(End of this chapter)