It turns out that I am not a cannon fodder

Gu Sichuan is putting on makeup, and the recording of "The Best Taste of the World" is about to start. The other brothers have already been transformed, so he is the only one left.

But now he feels very bad, flustered and short of breath, and always feels that something bad is about to happen. He is a materialist, and he never believes in ghosts and gods or sixth sense, but today, now, he really feels that kind of feeling. An uneasy feeling from the depths of the soul, what's going on?

"Xiaoyao, are you done?" Ding Yu opened the door of the dressing room, revealing a head.

"It's coming soon, what's the hurry!" It was the makeup artist who answered him.

Ding Yu laughed foolishly twice, and closed the door again.

"Okay," the makeup artist patted him on the shoulder, began to pack his cosmetics, and glanced at his face, "Si Chuan? Are you uncomfortable? Your face doesn't look very good."

"I'm fine." Although he was agitated in his heart, he still didn't show it on his face. He pursed his lips. He couldn't tell others how he felt now.

"If you are really uncomfortable, go to the hospital, don't hold on," the makeup artist said worriedly, "How about I go talk to Teacher Wei?"

"No, thank you, I'm fine." Gu Sichuan tried his best to pull out a corner of his mouth,

"Well, if it's not possible, don't hold back." The makeup artist took another look at Gu Sichuan before leaving, frowning slightly, and still had to tell Wei Mian.

Gu Sichuan was still sitting on the makeup chair, clutching the phone tightly in his hand, feeling increasingly flustered and short of breath, he thought for a while, and made a call.

The phone was connected, but no one answered, he called again, but still no one answered, Gu Sichuan frowned very tightly, his whole body was tense, but his heart sank more and more, and he continued to call.

I don't know how many times I called, but just when Gu Sichuan was about to give up, the call got through.

"Hello, Sichuan?" The voice on the other end of the phone seemed to come from another world, but Gu Sichuan's disturbed heart suddenly calmed down.

"Whatever, are you okay?" Gu Sichuan's voice was a little hoarse, which was the aftereffect of his tense body.

"I'm fine," the other end smiled casually, with a crisp voice, "it's you, why is your voice hoarse, do you have a cold?"

"I'm fine," Gu Sichuan closed his eyes, his voice returned to his usual low voice, "I called you many times, but you never answered." There was a trace of grievance in his voice.

"I'm sorry, I was in the police station just now, and I just came out," Casually heard it, and quickly explained.

"What's going on?" Went to the police station again?What happened?

"It's like this, I..."

"Xiao Yao, why are you dawdling, I'll wait for you," Ding Yu's voice came again.

"coming."

Random on the other side of the phone also heard it.

"Okay, I'll tell you later in the evening, you should record the show first."

"Okay, I'll call you tonight."

"alright, bye."

"Bye-Bye."

Gu Sichuan stood up and was about to record the show. The original panic and shortness of breath had disappeared. He felt a little curious, but for now, work is the first priority, let's put the rest aside.

Sitting casually in the lobby of the police station, after hanging up the phone, he gritted his teeth and covered his arm, Gu Sichuan must be too sensitive.

An hour ago, casually standing on the pedestrian street, a black Buick rushed towards him. Random had good motor skills and quick reactions, and quickly dodged before the car hit him.

But helplessly, the other party was driving too fast, so he didn't dodge neatly, and his arm was scratched a long way, bleeding a lot, and he grinned in pain.

The other party's car directly hit the wall behind Random, and turned off with a bang.

There were many people on the road at that time, and soon someone called the police and called an ambulance. When he got up from the place at random, there was already a circle of people around him. Someone asked him about his situation. He waved his hand, but turned place for the car.

He watched a group of people lift the driver out of the driver's seat. The man was unconscious, his head was knocked heavily, and red blood flowed all over his face, but he could still recognize it casually. It was——Li Ziyan .

He frowned casually, is Li Ziyan crazy?It's not easy to be released on bail, and you don't hurry up to be a man with your tail between your legs, and dare to hit him?

There is a special security hall here, and the police on duty soon ran over, reporting to the superiors, while clearing the crowd, waiting for the ambulance to arrive.

He casually stood aside with his arms covered, taking advantage of the patrolman not paying attention to him for a while, he called Fang Shuo with his mobile phone whose screen had been smashed to pieces, and told about the situation here.

Fang Shuo acted quickly. Before the ambulance arrived, the police received a call saying that they had taken over the matter. Then they rushed to the hospital in less than half an hour and saw Random who was treating the wound.

When Fang Shuo arrived, Li Ziyan was still awake. He asked Xiao Wu to put handcuffs on Li Ziyan and let him guard there. Then he took Li Ziyan back to the police station and asked for details.

Of course Fang Shuo would ask him why he was there. He couldn’t say that he was in a daze, but he could only find an excuse. Fortunately, he didn’t pursue it. Someone happened to be looking for him, so he asked him to wait for him in the lobby. , Received a call from Gu Sichuan.

"It's been a long time," Yuan Song handed random a bottle of water, and sat down beside him.

"Officer Yuan. No, Officer Fang didn't know what to do. Let me wait for him here." He smiled casually.

"The girls, I mean the victims, are coming and he's meeting them."

"Is it okay to tell me?" Casually surprised.

"It doesn't matter, and it's not a secret." Yuan Song also opened a bottle of water, touched it as he wanted, and gulped a lot.

"Then can I meet them?" He paused casually and asked.

"Puff—cough cough cough..." Yuan Song was choked, he glanced at random in surprise, and smiled casually.

"Don't you just want me to meet them?" Feel free to pierce Yuan Song's thoughts, "But are they willing?"

"You don't blame them?"

"Why do you want to blame? If you want to blame, you should blame the real persecutors. They have also been hurt, and they will stay in their bodies and hearts for the rest of their lives. They are pitiful enough. In comparison, the harm I have suffered is nothing. what."

"You are more open-minded, more tolerant and kind than I imagined," Yuan Song looked at casual eyes, knowing that he really thought so, and smiled.

"It's okay," he said casually, "it's just a heart-to-heart comparison."

At this time Fang Shuo came out, he saw that the two had a happy conversation, raised his eyebrows, Yuan Song and him looked at each other, nodded, Fang Shuo understood.

"They agreed to see you," Fang Shuo said, "Are you going?"

"Of course," nodded casually, "it's just as well if they don't reject me."

"Okay, I'll lead you there." Fang Shuo nodded.

Random met them at the conference table of the police station. There were a dozen of them, including eight or nine girls.

There are other people, men and women, old people, middle-aged people, and people of the same age. When they saw him coming in, the expressions on everyone's faces were not very good, but maybe Fang Shuo had told them in advance, it was nothing. Overreaction.

He twitched the corners of his mouth casually, and sat at the farthest place from them.

"Hi," greeted casually and stiffly, everyone looked at him coldly, ignored his greeting, touched their chin casually, and stopped talking.

Fang Shuo gave an introduction to both parties, and then sat down on one side.

The atmosphere was a little condensed, and no one spoke.

He bit his lip casually, thinking that it would be impossible to go on like this, it would be endless.

"I know you don't want to see me, although what happened to you was not caused by me, but..." He spread his hands casually, saying everything, "My face will definitely make you feel PTSD now, but I want to say that you are victims, and so am I."

"What kind of victim are you!" A young man who looked only seventeen or eighteen said angrily.

"Of course I count." Random was not angry, his tone was still calm, "You must have heard the police officers say that I am innocent, and the evidence must have been given to you, otherwise you would not be so calm when you see me."

Everyone did not speak, but acquiesced to the casual statement.

"The other party hurt your family in my name, framed me, framed me, and dragged me into this harm. I was slandered, abused, and cursed. I couldn't explain it. I didn't dare to go out. I could only Hiding at home, secretly licking the wound."

The casual voice was very calm, but everyone could hear the sadness.

"There was no investigation and no official characterization. I was shouted and beaten by everyone on the Internet and in reality. Obviously I didn't do anything."

"I don't even know how this happened, and I became a street mouse. As soon as I made a sound, countless abuse followed me. When I refuted, countless people said that I was sophistry, and then cursed me."

"Even when I was brought to the police station, the police yelled at me. I was wronged, I was angry, I argued loudly, but who will listen?"

The person opposite lowered his head, and Xiao Wu, who came in to listen, was even more ashamed and couldn't raise his head.

"Fortunately, the police are the police. Although they were angry about these things, they remained calm. They finally proved my innocence, and the stone in my heart really fell to the ground."

"I'm sorry." Suddenly a very soft voice came out.

He paused casually, he didn't know who said it, he looked at those girls, they still had hesitation and helplessness on their faces, but they were no longer afraid from his expression.

Smiling casually, he continued: "You don't need to apologize, it's not your fault, you just tell what you see and know, you don't know that there are people who are mad enough to do bad things in the name of others."

"I tell you this, not to let you know my grievances, but to show that I am also a victim, and I also want to be innocent, and I want the persecutor to be brought to justice. He not only hurt you, but also hurt me."

"Forget it, that's it." Suddenly a girl stood up, "I'm really tired, I don't want to go on, and I don't want to think about that afternoon, I'm really tired, I'm just unlucky, I am……"

"Enough!" He casually shouted, "What do you mean forget it? How can you forget it?" He stood up, "It is because of you that you forget it that the other party can be so rampant and justifiably hurt more girls."

"Then what can we do? Ever since this incident happened, people around us have pointed fingers at us, and some people have called us cheap, said we deserve it, and said that we are... just for sale, woo woo woo..."

Several people had similar experiences, so they cried at the same time, their heart-piercing appearance made people feel unbearable.