Chapter 667 Want to die? Did the old man agree? (Four changes, 4D for subscription and monthly pass!)

  The drama of "Farewell My Concubine" has ended.

  All the people are still silent in the shock of the story and can't help themselves.

Now, seeing Dieyi in the play and Li Shixin outside the play, the "sentences" that were published on the stage, all are still feeling sorry for Dieyi, the death of Juxian, and the destruction of Xiaolou's personality. Audience, crazy!

"I'll just say, I'll just say! A year ago, when I saw this old man who made tears in the dramas "The End of the Forbidden" and "Only You", I wondered why such a good person didn't make it until his old age. Enter the entertainment circle. It turned out to be like this!"

"I just finished crying for the plot. Now that I know Lord Xin's past, tears spurted out again! My special code, this is going to cry me to death! Why did Lord Xin enter the entertainment industry in his old age? Gu Mingkun just retired last year, and the mountain on his head moved away. Only then did he truly show himself. How did the believer survive most of his life? Cry!"

"Cry Dieyi, and cry for Xinye. To compile a play like "Farewell My Concubine" and to shape the role of Dieyi, what has Xinye gone through? How frustrated and talented has he been for so many years? Think of those times and people in those times so thoroughly, and portray them so deeply!? Cry, so why do you cry for Lao Tzu!"

"I just learned today that the real drama was not written. It was a result of tears and heartbreak! Supporting Lord Xin, now it is not decades ago. In the past, it could not be counted. It’s time to pull it out today and talk about it!"

  "Comrades, Chadou has limited influence here. Go to Weibo! Has anyone picked up the video just now? Go spread!"

   "Bucai, I have already uploaded it on Weibo."

   "Awesome!"

   "Brothers, steel guards! Today, what do you say?"

   "It's clear to the bottom, you will never die!"

   "Range!"

  With the influx of angry netizens on Weibo, Li Shixin’s accusation against Gu Mingkun at the drama awards selection site spread rapidly.

  It is only more than a week away from the performance of "Twelve Citizens". Among these proliferated netizens, a large number of them are attracted by the drama and become a group of fans of Li Shixin.

  This part of the group is called the judiciary.

  In dealing with this matter, this group of people played their due role.

  National High-level Procuratorate Information Office.

  ""

  Looking at the computer, Li Shixin's accusation, Zhao Lifang grinned open.

  At this moment, he suddenly had an urge to find a piece of tofu and hit him to death.

  Looking at Weibo, page by page @国高告官微 asked the judicial colleagues to intervene in this matter, Zhao Lifang gave himself a severe mouth.

  Should not be greedy for that cheap!

  How are you doing now?

  I was slapped on!

   "Nei, Chief Zhao. Shall we reply to this?"

  Faced with the inquiry from his colleagues, Zhao Lifang took a deep breath.

  Strictly speaking, this matter of Li Shixin does not belong to the supervision scope of the National High-level Inspection Bureau. Moreover, the matter of Li Shixin is too complicated, and too much time has passed.

  But in the face of the surging public opinion, he still did not directly refuse.

  Forcibly suppressed the feeling of aggrieved by Li Shixin in his heart, and he calmed down.

  Thinking about it, and waved to the colleague on the side.

  "Don’t reply to this matter, this section is a bit sensitive after all. We are the press office after all, let me ask the leader for instructions."

   responded, and Zhao Li picked up the phone.

  He thought for a while, and called Sun Zhufang, the leader of the Seventh Department, who was responsible for supervising the administrative litigation of the Supreme Court and directly handling the administrative appeals of the State Procuratorate.

  At the same time, it is in a residential building in the Ganxiu District of the National High School.

   Seeing Sun Zhufang's phone ringing non-stop, an old man sitting on the sofa took off his reading glasses.

   "Zhufang, you call!"

   "Hey! Here comes Dad!"

  Sun Zhufang, in his fifties, put down the dumpling wrappers in his hands, wiped his hands with an apron, and picked up the phone to answer.

   "What? Is there such a thing?"

  Hearing the quick and concise report on the other side of the phone, Sun Zhufang frowned.

   "Old Zhao, we can't manage this matter. There is no normal litigation procedure, and there is no higher-level instruction. How can we intervene?"

   "Well, that's right. Keep paying attention, I can't help it."

After a few words of support, Sun Zhufang hung up the phone.

"whats the matter?"

  Looking at his son's frowning brows, the old man sitting on the sofa gently covered the glasses on the newspaper and asked.

   "This dad, there is an old man in his sixties who wants to turn over the old case of Wenge in a live broadcast.

  Netizens approached the news office and asked our office to intervene. You said, isn't this a joke? "

   Shaking his head, Sun Zhufang smiled bitterly and put the phone on the coffee table.

   Listening to his son's narration, watching his son turn around and rush to the kitchen, the old man's hands trembled slightly.

   "Zhufang, do you remember the book I gave you when you went to study politics and law?"

   "Which book?" Sun Zhufang stopped, "Pullman's "Law and Religion"?"

  The old man nodded.

"The law gives religion its sociality, and religion gives the law the sacredness needed for its spirit, direction, and law to be respected. Where law and religion are separated from each other, law can easily degenerate into a rigid law, and religion can easily degenerate into a rigid law. Become fanatic. Our country has no religion, but we used to be fanatic."

  The old man bent down and rolled up his trouser legs. The dense scars on his legs were shocking.

  "Dad"

   "That book was given to me by my old leader. He died in that wild letter."

  "Dad"

  The old man reached out his hand and stopped his son from speaking.

"At that time, he had broken six ribs when he gave me this book. He said that there is a sentence in this book that is very well written; the people should believe in the law, not anything else, otherwise the justice will be useless. And the reason why the law is being used by the public Belief is because it represents the highest degree of justice in the world. Once the sacred halo of justice is lost, justice loses its authority, causing the public to no longer fear the law.

  He let me live and use my life to maintain the justice of the law. Let all those who do evil be approved, and let the persecuted find justice and faith again. It was this exhortation that supported me to survive.

  According to you, this man waited for decades. If he has no ulterior motives and no ulterior motives, then the justice he deserves has been late for more than forty years. As a prosecutor, do you still want this justice to be absent today? "

  Looking at the old man's burning eyes, Sun Zhufang nodded deeply.

  He took off his apron and picked up the car key on the coffee table.

  Chadou, variety show live broadcast hall.

  Looking at the weirdly silent scene, Li Shixin took a deep breath, walked in to meet the eyes of the audience and the judges, and walked in front of Gu Mingkun in the front row of the audience.

  At this time, under the stability of the potion, Gu Mingkun had already recovered some sobriety.

   Seeing the figure slowly walking towards him, he opened his eyes.

   "Brother Gu, we meet again."

  Hearing Li Shixin’s voice, Gu Mingkun was excited. He broke free from the nurse holding his hand and grabbed Li Shixin's costume!

"Shixin, I always thought you were dead. Unexpectedly, I didn't expect you to be alive and still alive so young! Shixin, what can you do to avoid aging and avoid death? Right? You must have something to do. , Or you won’t be like this. Tell me quickly, tell me quickly!"

   was shaken by Gu Mingkun, looking at the old face that was already bruised and obviously no longer alive, Li Shixin's mouth curled up.

  From the high-profile announcement to participate in this drama award to attract Gu Mingkun’s attention, to the rehearsal performance of "Twelve Citizens", which was donated to the National High-level Inspection Film and Television Adaptation Rights, and then to the use of Hui Yan Dan in the live broadcast to show his youthful state

  All kinds of arrangements, just for this moment!

   Seeing Gu Mingkun’s sick, old face, with a twisted face that was eager to regain his youth and to live on, Li Shixin smiled.

  He took out a face towel dipped in makeup remover and pressed it to his face.

  As the wipes were wiped, Yu Ji’s powder noodles were wiped off one by one.

  The old face of Li Shixin that had lost Huiyan Dan’s blessing in the last scene of the play, gradually appeared in front of Gu Mingkun!

   Seeing that face that is not old, but still wrinkled and not much younger than himself, Gu Mingkun's eyes widened.

  As if there was an invisible sledgehammer in the air hitting head-on, he suddenly sat down on the chair, swinging all over his body.

   "How could this be? How could this be?"

  He clutched his heart and muttered.

  A pair of eyes changed from excitement to death gray, and his face was full of despair after hope completely collapsed.

  "Brother Gu, how could anyone in this world be able to avoid aging and death? You think too much."

  Li Shixin made up a knife.

  Drops!

  Received an additional [despair] cheer value, 566 points!

"Ugh?"

   Seeing Gu Mingkun whose face was gray, Li Shixin raised his brows.

   "I seem to have heard of a secret to avoid aging and make people live longer."

   "What is it?!"

  Gu Mingkun's face that had just fallen gloomy immediately returned some brilliance, and he suddenly raised his head.

   "Have a right heart, a good heart, a magnanimous mind and a clear heart!"

  Li Shixin grinned.

"It's a pity, Senior Brother Gu. Fifty years ago, you lied to me to give you all of the teacher's works, and you persecuted the teacher backhanded. The night you sent me to the bullpen, you gave me all four things. lost."

  Drops!

  Received additional cheers for [Rage], 688 points!

  Faced with Li Shixin's play, Gu Mingkun trembled violently.

  After losing the hope of longevity, he actually woke up.

  Looking at Li Shixin deeply, he stood up and leaned his head over, lowering his voice.

"Shixin, it's forty-six years. You thought I was acting in an unknown drama today. After such a battle, you can move me? What is your current status? What is my current status? Do you think this bureau will be useful? I'm dying, that's true, but I will cover the flag on the day I die. Listen to my brother's advice and go home. Take care of your life and get a good baby in your next life. "

   "Grandpa don't! He is still broadcasting now!"

bump!

  The door of the Variety Hall was suddenly pushed open from the outside. With several bodyguard-like guys, Gu Lulu fell on the ground with inertia, and finally broke through the obstacles of Gu Qiangqiang and Gu Lili and rushed into the Variety Hall.

   Grabbing the screen on the screen was a mobile phone at the auditorium, Gu Lili yelled in a panic.

  Drops!

  Received an additional [Fear] applause value, 688 points!

   Following Gu Lili's loud shout, Gu Mingkun was taken aback.

   "Brother, times have changed."

   Opposite him, Li Shixin took off the live microphone hidden under the costume and shook it lightly.

   "Three million seven hundred thousand people heard what you just said online, did you feel surprised? Are you surprised?"

  Drops!

  Received an additional [hate] [rage] cheer value, 832 points!

  Looking at Li Shixin’s triumphant gaze, Gu Mingkun gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth.

   Turning his eyes to the anxious Gu Qiangqiang and Gu Lili, Gu Mingkun's expression changed in the next second.

  With a little regret and melancholy, he sighed.

"So what? It doesn't mean anything. You said that I persecuted the teacher. I don't completely deny that. But in the original environment, everyone was just for self-protection. I was only forced by the situation, as a last resort. For this reason. I also tried to protect the teacher in my own way at the time, but unfortunately, he did not survive in the end. I am also very sad and regretful about the teacher's death."

   "But."

He raised his eyebrows, "You said that I invaded the teacher's writings and sent you to the NP. This is completely nonsense! Shixin, I know that you care about the teacher's death and received the persecution. I have grievances, but don’t think I’m so embarrassed. In that catastrophe, we were actually all victims.”

  Looking at Gu Mingkun’s actor-level performance, Li Shixin laughed.

  "Brother, do you know why the teacher didn’t give you those things?"

  ""

  Under Gu Mingkun’s intensely curious gaze, Li Shixin took off his costume.

   "He once said that your mind is not right, all the hard work you make, all the looks you make are for you to climb higher and live better. You don't like acting, and you don't even understand drama."

  Folded the costume, handed it to An Xiaoxiao behind him, Li Shixin smiled and stood up straight.

   "His old man really read it right, you really don't understand the play. You can't even see the most basic character performance, the foreshadowing and buttons of the plot."

   "What do you mean?"

  Following Gu Mingkun’s question, Yuan Cheng, who had been sitting on the judges seat with his back facing him, slowly stood up.

   "I can prove it."

   "Xiao Chengzi?"

  With a puzzled look, Gu Mingkun frowned.

  Yuan Cheng turned around, took out an object from his arms, and held it in midair.

  "This is the letter of undertaking that you asked me to sign at the beginning, promising to keep the inheritance of the division teacher's writings confidential. This is the handwriting of your Gu Mingkun."

  Looking at Yuan Cheng whose arms were trembling slightly with excitement, Gu Mingkun was stunned.

"I originally thought that the teacher’s legacy would allow me to enjoy the glory and praise in my dreams. But when I enjoyed these things, I realized that it was a torment! Every time others admired my achievements, It’s like a big ear scraping on my face! Brother, does this letter of commitment give me more than 40 years of brilliance? No, he gave me more than 40 years of suffering! I am old, I am Enough. I just want to live like myself and be buried in a coffin with peace of mind."

   "Oh, oh"

   Looking at the yellowed letter paper in Yuan Cheng's hand, Gu Mingkun sat down on the chair with a clear look.

  At the gate, a group of people in the uniform of the prosecutor walked in.

   Seeing the letter paper in Yuan Cheng's hand, one of them walked up, took out the evidence bag and put it in.

  And the prosecutor with flour on his face strode to Gu Mingkun's front.

   "Old Gu, it seems you have to explain what you have done before."

  Looking at everyone in front of him blankly, Gu Mingkun closed his mouth tightly.

"Well"

  噗!

  A mouthful of blood spurted far away from his mouth.

  Looking at Gu Mingkun who was vomiting blood and spreading out on the chair, and seeing Gu Mingkun whose pupil distance was beginning to loosen, Li Shixin turned off the live microphone and leaned down.

   Put the four yellow charms in his arms and quietly pressed them under his ribs. At the same time, he pressed his face to Gu Mingkun's ears.

   "Does the old man agree that you are dead?"

   "You can die, and you should die."

   "But you have to look at the things you stolen from you and return them all the same. You have to look at your face for a lifetime, and in the end only saliva is left. At that time, you can die."

   "Now I want to blow the lamp and pull out the wax, and leave a bad account?"

  "Brother, I am afraid that there is no such cheap thing in this world!"

  On the side, Gu Qiangqiang and Gu Lili, who were controlled by several prosecutors, collapsed weakly.

they know.

  Gu’s house is over!

  　PS: The story of the Beijing city is all finished. Since the first day Li stepped into the capital, all the burial pits have been filled perfectly. All the main characters on the stage completed the process, participated in the process and the ending. I think I'm satisfied with this big plot. Looking for rewards, rewards, and monthly passes?

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)