Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 369 An Editor's Self-cultivation
Ma Shijiang fainted suddenly and was sent to the hospital, He Ping quibbled with Comrade Public Security.

The teachers on the top of the building stared wide-eyed. They had never seen such a brazen person.

Too shameless!
"Why are you looking at me like that? Isn't what I said the truth?" He Ping asked back.

Liu Jiaming quietly said to the old captain: "Will he not be beaten like this? Don't let him get out?"

The old captain gave him a look to make him calm down. Although this kid was born with fist sockets all over his body, he has lived well and grown to such a big size.

Comrade Public Security was rendered speechless by He Ping's rebuttal, but he didn't dare to let He Ping leave just like that.

He Ping said in a reasonable manner: "Okay then, you take me away."

He Ping can be regarded as a person who has seen the world anyway, and he knows the nature of what he is doing, and he has no intention of involving himself in it.

Seeing that He Ping was so reasonable, Comrade Public Security felt a little embarrassed.

They picked up Qi Dongqiang who was limp on the ground, and said to He Ping: "Then you guys come with us."

Downstairs, He Ping ran into Liu Jun.

"Teacher He, what are you?"

"It's okay, go cooperate with comrades in the police to understand the situation."

"I'm sorry, Teacher He. Teacher Wang found me just now..." Liu Jun said to He Ping with a look of shame on his face.

He Ping patted Liu Jun on the shoulder, "Don't think about it, you have already helped a lot, wait for me to buy you a drink when I come back."

He Ping's sincere thanks made Liu Jun feel a lot better. After he told Wang Xuezhen of He Ping's address, he felt a little regretful. He was afraid that this would harm He Ping, so he came here.

The two public security comrades helped Qi Dongqiang walk for a while, and they were a little tired, so Qi Dongqiang walked by himself.

Qi Dongqiang has been pretending to be dead since he was put down by He Ping and the others. Today is definitely the most unforgettable day in his life.

Fear, horror, shame, despair, powerlessness, several emotions intertwined, made him want to stick his head in the ground.

He was thrown down by the police comrades, so he could only stand up and walk by himself.

He Ping didn't even bother to look at him, and chatted with the police on his own.

"Comrade, let me tell you, you don't know what this grandson has done..."

He Ping told the story of Qi Dongqiang abandoning his wife and son again, and several police comrades looked at Qi Dongqiang in the wrong way.

Qi Dong was awed by He Ping's aura when he came up today, and he no longer had the arrogance on the roof, and retorted without confidence: "You, don't talk nonsense, it's all slander!"

He Ping gave him a sideways look, "Shut up, do you want to be punished again!"

Qi Dongqiang glanced at him bravely and did not dare to speak out, decided to play it safe, not to be as knowledgeable as He Ping, and turned to the police comrades to file a complaint.

"Comrade Public Security, you saw it, he threatened me!"

Comrade Public Security looked serious, "What did he threaten? Don't engage in such nonsense. Do you know how much trouble you have made for us today? It has disturbed half of Beijing and made life uneasy."

"I..." Qi Dongqiang felt wronged, forget it, he had to bow his head under the eaves.

After the moment of life and death on the roof, Qi Dongqiang thought about it a lot, and he was relieved of the pressure these days because of worrying about the incident and the gossip in the school. Anyway, he was completely ashamed.

Qi Dongqiang's attitude is called breaking the cans in the old saying, and lying flat in the words of the young people.

He retorted that He Ping was just habitually stubborn.

When he arrived at the police station, He Ping didn't stay for long, and the police wouldn't do anything to him in his situation.When news of Ma Shijiang's safety came from the hospital, the police asked He Ping to notify someone to come and collect him.

"Comrade, we are all from other places. We don't have a unit or family here. Where can we find someone to lead us!"

"That won't work. You don't have a household registration booklet or a letter of introduction. You need someone to prove your identity before you can be released."

I see you're just embarrassing me.

He Ping had no choice but to call the editorial department of "People's Literature".

"Hey, big sister, I'm He Ping."

"Then what, come to the police station when you have time."

"Whatever is going on here, I am acting bravely and cooperating with the police comrades in the investigation."

"Okay, come here quickly."

He Ping put down the phone and waited with his legs crossed, not forgetting to teach the police how to do things.

"Hey, comrade. Just now, you can interrogate the grandson for a while longer. There are many things about this kid."

Comrade Public Security gave him a look, are you teaching me how to do things?

Sister Wang Fu rushed into the police station in a hurry, "What's going on? What's going on? How did you get to the police station so well?"

"It's okay, just tell Comrade Public Security about our identities."

Wang Fu showed his work certificate and explained that He Ping was really a contributor to "People's Literature". Only then did Comrade Gongan believe He Ping's words and let them go.

After leaving the gate of the police station, Sister Wang Fu kept asking He Ping, "What's going on?"

He Ping didn't hide it, so he told her what he had done recently.

At this time, the quality of a professional editor was reflected. Sister Wang Fu asked, "You said you wrote a novel?"

"I said big sister, don't you care about the twists and turns of love and hatred? Don't you care about me doing justice for the sky, eliminating violence and peace?"

"I'll talk about these later, you talk about your novel first."

He Ping felt that he was just a tool person. When the editor thought of it, he squeezed it, and then threw it aside when he was done.

"It's a novel that was originally used as an essay. It's too vulgar. You "People's Literature" don't like it."

"It's okay, show it to me first." Sister Wang Fu stalked He Ping to take out the novel.

"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you when I get back."

Sister Wang Fu was satisfied, "It's not too bad, it's not in vain for me to travel so far to come here."

After a day of tossing, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening when I returned to the guest house.

Mao Chunhua was worried for a long time in the guest house, and he was relieved when he saw He Ping came back.

"Is everything resolved?"

"It's almost there." He Ping replied to her, and found the manuscript of "Jia Hui" and handed it to Sister Wang Fu.

"Let me tell you first, I wrote this novel for the purpose of causing trouble, and it has been widely spread in Mizuki and Beijing University."

"Don't worry, we don't have to climb it yet!"

Ah!Before the manuscript was submitted, the author was my father, and after the manuscript was submitted, I was the author's father!
Self-cultivation of a senior editor.

After seeing off Sister Wang Fu, He Ping described what happened today to Mao Chunhua.

Hearing Qi Dongqiang's end, Mao Chunhua was also very happy, "Retribution! This kind of person should have been dealt with long ago, and he should be let out of prison."

"Don't think too much. Qi Dongqiang's father and his sister have already taken care of Jiahui's matter. As long as he doesn't confess, he probably won't be able to go to jail, but he will definitely not be able to graduate."

"Is that so?" Mao Chunhua said with a regretful tone.

(End of this chapter)