Roaming In The World Of Film And Television

Chapter 404: Respect You? Are you worthy?

“How? It’s okay.”

“I’m asking you if he…”

“Of course not. Yu Huanshui was the police station who entered into a fight with someone last night. It has nothing to do with our business.”

“Hush …… You said he always went to the police station to run something all right to do, this is not a sincere sick people?”

“Don’t tell me, this guy is quite capable of fighting. According to the policeman on duty, he beat all four of them to the ground by himself.”

“I’m not interested in fighting. Where is he now?”

“Said that I didn’t sleep last night, and now I am home.”

Zhao Juemin picked up the cup on the table and drank. He felt dizzy now. Yu Huanshui was sore and sore in the police station, as if he had suffered a lot of injuries, but as soon as he came out from the inside, he was all healed and changed his person. Same.

The key duty police said that the bruises on his body that went to the hospital for examination can basically be determined to be minor injuries, which are similar to the situation of the four accompany men in the nightclub. If the two parties do not accept mediation, they will go through the fixed procedures and detain them for a few days before talking. Those people can’t afford to spend with him. After all, spending thousands of dollars with him for one night. If there is a show later, the loss will be even greater. If you take a step back, even if you get to the end, listening to the police on duty means that you will play 80 pieces. .

That’s it.

After sending Yu Huanshui home, how could he think of the four accompany men giving Yu Huanshui a beating for nothing?

…

the other side.

Lin Yue sneezed twice in a row, cursing the man who scolded him for going out and stepping on bird droppings, and opened the door of one bedroom.

Luan Bingran, who is full of food and sleep, Miss appeared in the corridor wearing a pink sweater.

“It’s you?”

I could see that she was quite surprised: “But what’s wrong with your face?”

Lin Yue wiped the myopia lens on her hand, picked it up and put it on her face: “Last night I had a fight with someone because I distributed flyers for you. I stayed at the police station for half the night.”

“Isn’t it, how can you fight with people by sending out flyers?”

“Come in and talk.” Lin Yue let her into the room.

“Didn’t you say it? I’m dying anyway. Try to live a little more calmly. They call me a liar who lied to people about to die. Of course I was upset, so I started fighting.”

“I’m sorry.” Luan Bingran said apologetically. When he put the bag on the sofa, he noticed the material of the background wall, and he suddenly became energetic: “This is Italian Earl Grey Marble. I heard that production was discontinued several years ago. It’s quite expensive. I used to do cleaning at a local tyrant’s house when I was studying in Australia. His family is very particular about it. This earl grey marble is everywhere.”

“Oh, work-study program, not bad.”

Luan Bingran slapped his own face with his hand: “Can I drink some water before starting?”

Lin Yue pointed to the dining table: “There is room temperature in the cup. If you want to drink a cold drink, go to the kitchen refrigerator to get it.”

Luan Bingran nodded, walked straight into the kitchen, opened the door of the refrigerator and rubbed the air conditioner, took off his thick coat, and took out a bottle of Nongfu Spring mineral water and walked back to the living room.

Lin Yue sat on the sofa without moving, watching her walk to her side and sit down, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip of cold water, turned around and unzipped the backpack, and took out the hospice application form he filled out online.

“The application form you filled out on the Internet wrote about pancreatic cancer, but I think your current state does not seem to be like Life cannot take care of itself. Does it require us to intervene so early?”

“I’m just carrying it with my mind, the collapse is just a momentary thing.”

“…”

“…”

“We have a project. It is your unfulfilled wish. We can do our best to help you realize it. I think this is very suitable for you.”

“Is the bucket list?”

“Almost, but we can only help you achieve some reasonable, feasible, and not against moral and legal wishes.”

“I’m thinking about a question, if one day I am paralyzed and can’t walk anymore, will you push me to continue to fulfill those uncompetitive wishes?”

“This… depends on the organization’s arrangement. After all, you have to consider your physical health.”

“If I give you money, will you stay with me to the end?”

Luan Bingran looked at him in astonishment for a while, and smiled unnaturally: “Mr. Yu, you just laughed.”

“No, this is a very realistic question. I think I have a lot of wishes, and some of them have a long time span. They definitely can’t be completed in one or two months.”

Luan Bingran said: “I don’t think so. Today, let’s record your last wish and hand it to the evaluation department for review. They will make some deletions based on your actual situation, and then we will talk about more specific things.”

“good.”

Luan Bingran took out his notebook and pen and began to record.

After a while, she looked at the man opposite with horrified eyes.

With more than a hundred wishes, her hands were sore.

“Let’s do this first, add it when you think about it? You are so greedy!”

Lin Yue said: “From childhood to adulthood, I either spent my time studying or working, and there were too many things I wanted to do but didn’t have the opportunity to do.”

Luan Bingran nodded deeply thinking it was: “So this is the meaning of the hospice organization. If a person has never felt the world’s love for him before he died, wouldn’t it be too sad.”

“Then have you ever felt love from the world?”

Luan Bingran thought about it seriously: “Does your help count last night?”

“You mean sending out flyers?”

“Yes.”

“You feel the love, but I was beaten. Look at this, I’m still young now.”

“sorry.”

“…”

The two talked for a while about Luan Bingran’s father. After she answered a call, she got up and said goodbye. Lin Yue picked up the Mercedes-Benz key that had been “borrowed” from Zhao Juemin’s hand.

“How did you come here?”

“I came by bus.”

“Where are you going, I’ll give you a ride.”

Luan Bingran shook his head and said, “No.”

“No need.”

She nodded: “You are not in good health. You had another fight with someone last night. Go back and rest.”

“Okay, then you go slowly.” Watching her walk into the elevator, Lin Yue returned to the room.

…

The next morning, he received a call from Yu Chen’s head teacher Xu Jiao, saying that Yu Chen was fighting with someone in the class because he couldn’t reach Gan Hong, so he asked him to come to school immediately.

Speaking of this excellent class teacher, Lin Yue has a twelve point dislike in his heart. Not to mention the lack of morality of the teacher, but that acrid and mean face has at least the success of Gan Hong. It is really a life for children to stand on such a teacher. A muddy land.

Taking off the car key hanging at the door, Lin Yue drove to the elementary school where Yu Chen was located.

As soon as I entered the office, I saw Yu Chen standing in front of the desk and staring at Xu Jiao. Zhang Ziming stood a little behind, lowered his head, picking his fingers there like a bag of air.

“Ms. Xu, what’s the matter?”

Xu Jiao glanced at Lin Yue, stood up and said, “Yu Huanshui, right? Your son has a good temper recently. Not only did he smash the projector in the classroom today, he also injured his classmates.”

Lin Yue was very upset when she heard her tone and address of own. You became angry when you were angry. If you think the child is causing trouble for you, what is the matter if you throw your anger on the head of an adult? I call your teacher, can you call Yu Chen’s father or Mr. Yu to die? How about polite to shout condescendingly like a leader? How about respect for people?

“I didn’t!” Yu Chen said, “The projector was broken when I hit someone with a broom.”

“Don’t repent, just don’t admit your mistakes, right?” Xu Jiao pointed at him and said, “If you don’t fight with them, will they go get the broom?”

Yu Chen refused to give up: “But they bullied Zhang Ziming and threw all his books into the toilet. If I don’t help, I’m a good friend.”

“Look at the good son you educated, the fight is still reasonable.” Xu Jiao said: “They bullied Zhang Ziming, why didn’t you tell the teacher?”

“Tell you, would you care? Every time I told them to notify their parents, but in the end, they still bullied Zhang Ziming as before, calling him Thin Monkey.”

Slap~

Xu Jiao patted the table: “Yu Chen, did you see that your dad came, and your courage became bigger, and you actually learned to question the teacher.”

“Who told you to talk?” Yu Chen glanced at Lin Yue and said, “My dad said that if parents don’t have a good education and own children, there will be other people in the future to help them discipline.”

well said!

Lin Yue was really amazed by the little guy. This is what Gan Meng said during the Mid-Autumn Festival. I didn’t expect to be remembered by Yu Chen. From this we can see how dissatisfied the nephew is with his uncle and aunt. .

“You taught him? How did you educate the children.” Xu Jiao looked at Lin Yue angrily: “At such a young age, I know that I will confront the teacher and disobey the elders. If I grow up, do I have to deal with the teacher?”

Lin Yue pushed his eyes: “I think he was right. Teachers with love, ethics and sense of justice are worthy of everyone’s respect. However, if something goes wrong, he will be indifferent and he is full of thoughts about shirk responsibility and avoid obligation. Mediocre, why should you respect?”

“You! What are you talking about Yu Huanshui? There is a kind of you tell me again!”

Xu Jiao is angry. No parent has ever dared to talk to him like this. In the WeChat group, which parent does not rely on her like a leader, hold her, compliment her, agree with her, change the way of gifting and friendship, hope She was able to take good care of the own child in school, but Yu Huanshui was so good that she almost pointed her nose and cursed her for not being a teacher.

What kind of rat sons there are, there are asshole fathers.