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Before actually getting in touch with himself, Yu Shaoai had a preconception about Xing Ming, which came from his program and the evaluation of him by the people around him. people like it.

He also watches news programs criticizing current affairs in the United States, and his favorite host is Donaldson. Xing Ming's "Pearl Connection" can vaguely see the shadow of Donaldson, but he is not lacking in Donaldson's sharpness, but he is far inferior to Donaldson in humor and wit. .He always had a cold face, said the harshest words in the most blunt tone, and pierced into him with a knife and a whip.too harsh.

But Lao Lin had a very high evaluation of Xing Ming, which was astonishingly high.

Yu Shaoai returns to China twice a year, and every time Lao Lin picks him up from the airport, he chats enthusiastically on the way.He knew that this man was his father's entourage and driver, a typical official with Chinese characteristics, who treated his master meticulously, and basically had no opinion.

So Lao Lin's evaluation should be the evaluation of Director Yu.

Pearl Terrace is a place where people talk about money.Straight can be said to be curved, and black and white can be said to be beautiful. Yu Shaoai has heard some rumors that are indistinguishable from the true to the false.

They don't see each other several times a year, and on the surface they seem to be close father and son, but Yu Shaoai is actually very strange to his father, who is the director of the TV station, and he doesn't care about men and men.It's just that every time I think of my late mother, I always feel a sense of discomfort pouring out of my stomach.

He was not angry, disdainful, and did not understand, but he was a little curious.

I wonder if his father has such a relationship with the man in front of him.

Liu Yanan is now a big celebrity in this area. From the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, from the village to the county, he is just a street mouse, the kind that everyone shouts and beats.

Liu Yanan swung his broom and beat out all the journalists who came to dig up information, except Xing Ming who came to visit.As soon as she saw him, she said, there is a wrong and a debt, and you are the one who has been waiting.

Liu Yanan opened the door while talking, and smiled at Xingming.The smile was so cold that Xing Ming braced himself before walking in.

Teacher Liu's hut had been smashed to pieces by the villagers, and it was finally cleaned up by Liu Yanan.Xing Ming looked around, and it was only about ten square meters. The bed sheets with blue and white stripes and the curtains of the same color looked simple and clean.Hanging on the wall was a pennant of certificates of merit that Mr. Liu had earned for decades of charitable deeds. A gray-green gecko was lying beside a pennant that was so red that it was turning black. It was motionless, as if it was dead.

This place instinctively made Xing Ming feel uncomfortable.

The image of Liu Yanan in "Pearl Connection" is different.Because every time she appeared, the villagers rushed to pull her hair, so now she shaved her hair short, and her overly skeletal face looked more like a man.

Liu Yanan voluntarily admitted that she wrote the red big-character posters that swiped the screen during the live broadcast of "Oriental Vision".She is a college student and works in a big city all year round, so she is quite familiar with the Internet.She saw that her father had been innocently wronged from the Internet, and before she had time to come back, she immediately thought of going on the show to seek justice, so she wanted to clear up her father's injustice by writing red letters.

When Liu Yanan spoke, her bright red gums were slightly exposed, and she looked at her gray face together, which was a bit scary. She realized that the two young men in front of her were looking at her, and explained that she had recently gotten angry.

The three of them were sitting in a small restaurant in the county seat. Yu Shaoai couldn't use the two bamboo chopsticks easily, but he ate like a wolf.

Liu Yanan picked up a chopstick of dried bamboo shoots and chewed slowly: "Reporters are villains."

Xing Ming was not in a hurry to deny it, but only said: "I was also a reporter before."

Liu Yanan took a deep look at Xing Ming, then shook his head, "You don't look like me." He glanced at Yu Shaoai again, and said more firmly, "Among the reporters I've met, there are no such handsome ones."

"Have you seen many reporters?"

"There are a lot of them, I'm tired of seeing them, let's hit one by one."

"Aren't you trying to clean up your father's grievances? Why don't you tell those reporters about your grievances?"

"I told you, no one believed me."

Xing Ming didn't believe it either.Until now, he didn't feel that he was wrong. He pointed out several evidences of the case to Liu Yanan and asked her to explain them one by one.

"How do you explain the video of your father kissing a little girl?"

Liu Yanan picked up chopsticks and buckled the meat again, with a very disapproving expression on his face: "The child went to school on the first day, and the unfamiliar environment made her cry non-stop, so my father picked her up and coaxed her, and the child threw herself into his arms. Maybe cheek to cheek, but from your point of view, it's like kissing a child's mouth."

Regardless of whether it is reasonable or not, it sounds like an explanation. Xing Ming tapped his fingers on the table and frowned slightly: "Did you know that besides Zhang Yan and Zhang Ci's father and daughter, there are two other families who came forward to testify against your father's sexual assault."

The table top was dirty and covered with a putty mixture.

"What's so strange about this? They saw that the Zhang family made money by appearing on TV through this incident, and they wanted to follow suit." Liu Yanan had a strange expression when he spoke, not resentment, but rather pity and disdain. "People think farmers are Hardworking and kind, those are all stereotypes, but in fact, they are much more stupid and bad."

Yu Shaoai finally put down the chopsticks in his hand, and asked Xing Ming, "But even your sister, and even Teacher Liu's own daughter accused him of being a pervert who loves children."

"She has a bad relationship with her husband's family, and her life is very difficult. She thought that my father had millions of donations from all walks of life, and she kept thinking about that money, but my father didn't give it to—"

Xing Ming interrupted her: "Didn't you give it? News reports said that your sister once admitted that your father gave her 100 million."

Liu Yanan let out a "hum" in his nose, and then showed his scarlet gums and a mocking smile: "She is talking nonsense, embezzling millions of donations is purely based on rumors. My father did give my elder sister a sum of money to buy a house, but that The money is not charity, nor is it as much as a million dollars, but the savings he has saved from living frugally and collecting rags over the years, because my eldest sister always goes to the gate of the primary school and threatens to kill people, set fires, and destroy all teachers and students in the school. All of them were poisoned to death. My dad is an honest man, and the one who caused the trouble was his own daughter, so he wanted to settle the matter and never thought of reporting the case to solve it. But I believe there must be someone in the school who remembers this. You can go and find out if my sister is such a shrew who only recognizes money but not parents."

"What about the money?" There was a loophole in Liu Yanan's words, and Xing Ming pointed out sharply, "The teaching environment in Dongli Primary School is still very poor. Since you said that there is no charity money for personal use, where did the money go?"

"Money? I have heard of it, I have seen it, but I have never put it in my pocket." Liu Yanan said, "It must have been eight or nine years ago. The local Red Cross took the lead and organized a large-scale fundraising. At that time, millions of dollars were worth much more than they are now. As a result, the Red Cross and the local government were corrupt at various levels, and the school only received some school uniforms, School desks, daily necessities, and more than one hundred thousand yuan in cash—oh, and dozens of broken computers.”

Xing Ming nodded solemnly: "This method of playing charities is very common. Using materials as cash, signing yin and yang contracts, and invoicing falsely. Everything in and out is oily water."

Liu Yanan also nodded: "Later, there were some non-governmental fundraising intermittently, but for such a school that hardly charges students' parents, it was a drop in the bucket."

Xing Ming was slightly surprised: "You didn't tell the reporter?"

"My dad took the big red 'cheque' with a donation of 200 million from the vice president of the Red Cross, shook hands with the city leaders, and took a photo. The photo has long been published in major newspapers and TVs. Now, after so many years, if you say that you didn’t receive much money at the beginning, who will believe it?” Liu Yanan drank half a bowl of greasy soup, then raised his neck again, “By the way, the vice president of the Red Cross at that time The chairman has been promoted step by step, and the city leaders who shook hands with my father and took a photo with me have also been transferred to the province, and they are all big shots."

If it was just being falsely accused of sexual assault by a small commoner, there is still the possibility of clearing up the grievances, but this case is no longer involved in the Zhang family or the Liu family after Luo You's "Pearl Connection".The trend of the matter was completely out of control, Xing Ming knew that something was wrong, but instead asked very calmly: "Why do you want me to believe you?"

Liu Yanan asked back, "Why don't you believe me?"

Seeing that Xing Ming didn't speak, she shrugged her shoulders, drank the last sip of soup in the bowl, and lifted the bowl and chopsticks with some satisfaction: "Forget it, believe it or not, you can check it if you want. Don't say After so many years, I have no real evidence for this case.”

She really didn't have any real evidence, she only had one mouth to tell the sky, and no one believed it.

The reporters were as pervasive as ever, and in just a few days, they found out that Liu Yanan was fighting with his ex-husband for custody of his son, and that he went to the hospital for a psychiatric visit three years ago.

Now people from the county said that she had a relapse of mental illness, and some media directly portrayed her as a lunatic. An online media reporter chased her all the way and asked, is your mental problem caused by your father's sexual abuse since childhood?

One night, a hero was knocked out of the clouds and fell into the mud. The troublemakers stomped him down so hard that he would never stand up again.

Everyone thought he was a dirty criminal, a wretched whore, a hypocritical liar.

Liu Yanan finally said: "This incident has been a collective climax for you media people from the beginning. My dad would sometimes tell me that he couldn't take it anymore. He is nearly 80 years old, and he lives with waste and garbage every day. He also thought about it. Give up, and want to enjoy family happiness, but you forcefully pushed him in front of the people of the whole country, gave him the halo of a 'hero', and blocked his way back."

Xing Ming felt terrified, but he had to admit that this was the status quo of some or a large part of media people, impetuous and vain, they spared no effort in shaping heroes, and were ecstatic when they destroyed heroes.

How similar to that period of the past.

But he himself was not spared.

Xing Ming was still trembling until he stepped out of the door of the small restaurant.

"This is just her one-sided words. Even if she goes to court, it won't count." Yu Shaoai changed from the righteous indignation she had been on stage before, and said calmly, "How can the case be judged by the public prosecutor? You are a broadcaster of news facts, where did you go wrong?"

Xing Ming walked forward alone, without stopping, without replying.

That's a great excuse.Tried and tested.

Yu Shaoai seemed to see something wrong with him, raised his eyes to look at the bright sun on the treetops, chased after him, and reached out to touch Tan Xingming's forehead: "It's still cold in such a big sun, are you sick?"

Before Xing Ming could answer his words, he heard his cell phone ring.

It was not Lao Lin, but Director Yu himself.

He hesitated for a while before picking up.

"Teacher..." The voice seemed to be choked out of his throat. He didn't dare to speak loudly, for fear that he would lose his composure and cry loudly.

Yu Shaoai put his hands in his pockets and looked at him sideways.

"The voice is wrong." Yu Zhongye asked, "What's wrong?"

"I...I..." The hand holding the phone was still shaking, Xing Ming's lips were trembling, and he could hardly utter a complete sentence.

"Where is it?" Yu Zhongye's voice floated over from the sky like a cloud, with an indescribably gentle and soft voice, "I'll pick you up."