Xiao Lang Jing

Everyone in the rehabilitation center knew that the newcomer Song Xi had offended Brother Wang.

Although I don't know how he escaped unscathed, entering a place like the rehabilitation center is actually almost like going to jail. Even if some people don't even know what Song Xi looks like, they also understand the importance of standing in line.

Song Qiran became a hot potato in the center.When he was running in the morning, he was tripped, fell, and broke his knee. He walked and went up the stairs slower than others. When he moved to the cafeteria, the breakfast that should have been served for everyone was gone. trace.

He was hungry all morning, and he had to concentrate hard in the morning class to memorize the Chinese studies articles that were to be spot-checked. It was almost noon, and his stomach began to ache like needles.

Even the doctors who were in charge of the conversation noticed his abnormality. They told him about an article in the textbook about the theory of "Yin" and "Yang" reconciliation, and roughly introduced a kind of "exposure therapy" in the special treatment room. , Song Qiran didn't understand most of the sentences.He didn't understand what the so-called "the formation of anxiety is caused by empathy caused by gender disorders" meant, and he didn't understand what exposure therapy was called. Hunger and lack of energy made him look in a trance, and the doctor who was doing the observation seemed satisfied. Such a result gave a very high score in the column of "patient's willingness to treat".

They informed him that the formal course of treatment would begin in a week.Song Qiran missed that sentence.

His head hurts, the wound on his hand also hurts, and the excessive secretion of gastric acid makes the digestive tract overwhelmed. Before Song Qiran could go back to the classroom and sit down to rest for a while, he was blocked by a group of unknown people at the door of the toilet .

There were seven people who came, and they only glanced at the number on Song Qiran's badge before pushing him into the toilet cubicle.Just as Song Qiran was about to speak, he was doused with cold water.

The water with the smell of disinfectant dripped down every strand of hair, soaking all the way into his pants. Song Qiran raised his hand to cover his face, his eyes turned white, and he fell to the ground leaning against the wall of the cubicle.

He understood that such a day was just the beginning.Offended Wang Li in the rehabilitation center, it will only be more sad in the future than it is now.He is not afraid of this kind of violence within the group, he just doesn't have the extra energy to deal with those things.From the very first conversation, he didn't take anything seriously, even if he escaped from Wang Li yesterday, he didn't pay much attention to it. He needs time and a space to be alone, so that He thought about how to get out of the rehabilitation center as soon as possible.

This was already a difficult task, and the conditions for achieving it were even harsher than it seemed—Song Qiran had to endure it, and he couldn't let himself attract too much attention from anyone during the treatment.

He still remembered that his parents had seriously told him before leaving home that this year was an important year for his second uncle to run for election. It was originally a very secret arrangement for the son of the Song family to enter the rehabilitation center. Rise and fall are very important, and the political world is treacherous, there are many disputes, and one's background can have a profound impact on one's official career, so Song Qiran, as a relative, must be more cautious in his words and deeds.Otherwise, his father would not have spent a lot of money to forge his current identity.

He sat there quietly, exuding a sense of vulnerability that evokes pity.The people standing outside the cubicle door thought he was scared, or was crying secretly. They hesitated for a moment, then looked at the clock on the wall, and chose to drop the bucket at hand and go to the cafeteria to eat.

Song Qiran knew that it was time for dinner.He was cold and desperate for food, but he couldn't stand up.He leaned against the wall and let out a deep sigh.

The toilet door was pushed open again.A humming voice gradually approached, and Song Qiran saw a pair of legs stop in front of the urinal opposite the cubicle.The visitor obviously saw the person in the cubicle, but he didn't pay attention. He unzipped his trousers and began to urinate. The smell of piss filled the toilet. He seemed to casually say something to the wall:

"Don't eat vegetables for a while. Someone must be messing with it. Spitting a little bit of saliva is considered light inside. Don't say I didn't warn you."

Song Qiran looked up at the back of the man's slightly drooping head.He smiled and said "thank you".

At noon that day, Song Qiran, who was so hungry that he was on the verge of hypoglycemia, only drank a bowl of millet porridge that was freshly served in a big bucket. He dumped the food on the plate in front of everyone's eyes, walked to the sink where the dishes were washed, and took I drank a large handful of tap water from the tap, then dragged my clothes and pants, which would still leave a wet footprint, back to the dormitory building.

As soon as he opened the door, someone threw a towel across his face.

Liu Nengbin sat on the bed and looked at him, with the same expression of indifference as when he was talking to him in the toilet.It's just that the tone is much more aggressive than then.

"It's not good to offend anyone. You offend brother Wang. Are you crazy?"

Song Qiran closed the door and wiped his hair with the towel.

"You know what he wants to do to me?"

Liu Nengbin made a breathy sound.

"What else can it be, that's it. I said it earlier, your face is tricky. But I didn't expect you to quit." He looked up at Song Qiran, "To be honest, at first I I approached you because I also wanted to bring you to Brother Wang."

"Didn't you hate me the first time you saw me? Why are you trying to pimp me?" Song Qiran replied lightly. There was a hidden smile in his voice, and he was not angry because of Liu Nengbin's words.

"Pimp your mother." Liu Nengbin sprayed.That's his habit of scolding, Song Qiran already knows it now.

"Do you think you are sick? You are gay, and it's not like those little boys who can't accept it. You say yes, what a great opportunity, and I want to go if I am in a hurry. You know that sleeping with Brother Wang can Is there any benefit? Not to mention walking sideways in the rehabilitation center, at least you can eat and drink whatever you want, and there are people covering you. No one dares to mess with you. I might be able to follow along. But now you put He offended me, and even if I got hurt, I would always be on guard against being tripped over. If it wasn't for luck this time, the one who flattered the horse's feet ended up being unlucky and the one who got beaten up wasn't me, but the idiot on the fifth floor. His mother is going to settle accounts with you."

"You're right. But I don't like him, and I don't want to do that." Song Qiran replied.

Liu Nengbin looked at him like a monster.

"You're almost done." He stretched out a finger towards Song Qiran, "I said you have a police boyfriend who is clearly trying to scare those bastards, do you really take it seriously? You are nothing, there is no need to Everyone who doesn't know you will be so chaste and nine strong. You will have a long life to come, and if you can stop finding a man because of that little policeman, I tell you it's impossible! No! Yes! Yes!"

Song Qiran smiled.

"I didn't know how much I liked him before, but I realized at Wang Li's place yesterday that as long as it wasn't for him, nothing would work."

Seeing Song Qiran's smile, Liu Nengbin suddenly became dumbfounded.Ever since he met Song Qiran here, he has never seen that person smile so much.Liu Nengbin always knew that Song Qiran was good-looking, but he never knew that when he smiled while talking about the little policeman, the scene would be so impressive.

There seemed to be light shining through the tender eyes of the young man.

"Damn it..." he cursed, "You're a seductive goblin. Song Xi, you can't be cured. No matter how they shock you, you're hopeless. It's the same when you go out. You can only think about it all day long. man."

But men will miss you too, Liu Nengbin thought.He didn't say that.

When he saw Song Qiran's pretty smiling face, he couldn't help but get angry.

"Okay! You should think about how not to be beaten to death by people outside! Thanks to you, you can still laugh..."

"It's sad at most, they won't really kill a person." Song Qiran replied, he had dried his hair, put the towel back on the bed, and sat down by himself, "It's you, you have been with me I've talked a lot, can you do it?"

Liu Nengbin kicked the railing of the iron bed with disdain.

"Closing the door, who knows." After he finished speaking, he shook his hands in his arms, and Song Qiran only felt a shadow flash in front of him, and a light plastic paper bag fell on his knees, which was a Dali garden. egg yolk pie.

"I've rewarded you, let's eat." Liu Nengbin said to him with his pillow on the back of his head.With his right hand hanging down from the bed, he took out the small box under the bed, and threw Song Qiran a Shaqima, a packet of spicy strips, and a packet of old Beijing instant noodles.

Song Qiran ate it all.

He was really hungry, he seemed to be in a hurry to eat, and he was still panting when he spoke.It was rare for Liu Nengbin to look at him like this, and he picked his face uncomfortably.

"Master, take it easy, no one will fight with you."

Song Qiran's face was red.

"You should think about how to live the rest of your life," Liu Nengbin reminded him, "I can't support you forever, it's not a solution to go on like this."

"Will those people outside keep targeting me?" Song Qiran asked.

"Why not? You still haven't offended Brother Wang completely. You see, you rejected him, but you didn't get beaten up like that bastard on the fifth floor. It can be seen that Brother Wang still has some meaning for you. Why don't you I said that people with good looks are easy to get cheap and behave well, don’t you want to think about it again? Now you go to Wang brother and give in, there must be still time. "

Song Qiran shook his head.

"I told you I wouldn't do that."

Liu Nengbin glared at him holding his breath.

"Then you just wait for death!"

Song Qiran was amused by the way he hated iron but not steel.

"Why wait to die?" He said to Liu Nengbin, "There is always a way."

"What can you do?"

"I remember you told me that everyone is afraid of Wang Li, right?"

Isn't that right? Liu Nengbin pouted, Wang Li has great power, who wouldn't want to curry favor with him?

But Song Qiran obviously didn't think so.

"That's wrong." He said suddenly, "I've observed it, not everyone."

Liu Nengbin didn't understand.

"Why not, who else would dare to confront Brother Wang—"

"It's not against him, but it has nothing to do with his interests." Song Qiran interrupted him, "If Wang Li could really deter everyone, then there would not be only seven people who ambushed me in the toilet just now. I think there must be people who neither need to communicate with the outside world nor want to communicate with family members, and Wang Li's existence is irrelevant to them."

That being said... there's nothing wrong with that.Liu Nengbin nodded.

"But so what?"

"You also told me that Wang Li was able to deduct money and supplies from the person who asked him to help mail the letter. I went to his residence to see that he really didn't lack anything, but the meaning of money in the rehabilitation center, that is, I can buy some food and drink, and the other functions are gone.”

"Is that not enough?"

"Of course it's not enough. Didn't you say that you can get reward points for reporting others? In addition to exchanging things, reward points have a function that money doesn't have. They can be used to deduct punishment. Does it mean that as long as you have as many points as possible?" With bonus points, you can reduce the electric shock in the special treatment room?"

"Yes." Liu Nengbin replied, "That's how the system of mutual reporting came about."

"So from an economic point of view, in the rehabilitation center, reward points have a higher circulation value than money." Song Qiran said.

The Song family has been in business for generations, and Song Qiran is more sensitive than others to the economic operation model in a small closed environment.He looked at Liu Nengbin who was stunned, with a gentle but firm light in his eyes.

"Do you... have any ideas?" Liu Nengbin asked.

"I have." Song Qiran replied, "You can choose a suitable time, find Wang Li, and suggest that he use his own money from the supervisor to exchange for reward points that can be traded freely. They are all trusted, and when he makes this request, the supervisor will agree to cooperate."

"But why does Wang Li listen to me?"

"Under the premise of not leaving the rehabilitation center, the extra money in hand can be used for purchases. Wang Li's material is not lacking, and the value of the money to him will only gradually shrink, and exchanging money for reward points can make people feel better. People who didn't need him before began to demand him. After all, there are always more people who want to avoid electric shocks than people who want to ask for things at home. This will enhance his power status in the center, and he can also buy supervisors in disguise , he has no reason to refuse this proposal, and maybe he will reward your idea."

Liu Nengbin's eyes widened.

"But it's obviously helping him?"

"But the market is very unstable. You don't understand, but I understand." Song Qiran replied, "From the supervisor's point of view, reward points can be generated infinitely, it's as if the supervisor in charge of scoring is himself a computer The money printing machine can produce as much as the market needs, but the money in Wang Li's hand is deducted proportionally from the people who ask him for help. It comes from the outside, and the quantity is limited. When the relationship between supply and demand is constant , the exchange will form a certain exchange rate, and the price will also tend to be stable, but once the supply and demand relationship is out of balance, that is, after the reward points are linked to money, once the supply of reward points exceeds the demand inside the center, the price will be driven up. That is It is said that every reward point will become more expensive. If Wang Li wants to maintain his authority, he needs to use more money to buy reward points. But his money is always not enough, once he can't buy If you get more reward points, you will give up the uneconomical business. And the supervisor still has high value reward points in his hands, and then he will look for new trading partners, such as you."

"Like me???" Liu Nengbin was almost dumbfounded.He didn't understand a single word Song Qiran said.

"As I said just now, we want to make the transaction of reward points in short supply." Song Qiran said while taking out a card from the interlayer of his suitcase.

It was a bank card, which Song's mother stuffed into that place before he arrived at the rehabilitation center. Song Qiran knew the number on it, and knew that the password was his birthday.

He threw that card to Liu Nengbin.

"You have been here many times, you must know where to find those who urgently need to exchange reward points to escape punishment, but have no money at hand." He told Liu Nengbin, "You collect everyone's data, and then go to the supervisor No matter what price Wang Li decides, you just need to be slightly higher than what he set.”

"No, no, no!" Liu Nengbin waved his hands hastily, "This is a face-to-face business grab with Wang Geming, he will find someone to kill me."

"He won't." Song Qiran said, "The reward points are controlled by the supervisor, and the supervisor's authority is naturally higher than Wang Li's."

Liu Nengbin thought about it, but still shook his head.

"No, no, it's too wasteful. Since you have money, you can just use the money to buy those people outside. They won't target you, and it's not so troublesome. Why go around a big circle to cheapen the supervisor?"

"Because my goal is not to live in the rehabilitation center safely." Song Qiran replied, "I want to go out, but Wang Li blocks my way, I have to remove his obstacle. Only by going around in circles can I Let there be a rift between the management of the center and the thugs I personally appointed."

"But so what?"

"Have you seen Wang Li's private life?" Song Qiran asked suddenly, "He only cares about having fun all day long, and he is not the kind of hardworking person at all."

"He doesn't need it either."

"Have you ever calculated how many people send letters from the rehabilitation center every week? It is a lot of work to carefully open and check every letter as required. In Wang Li's state, I bet he is definitely not Read every letter personally, there must be several personal assistants helping him to check it. We can mix one of his own with the letters handed to him."

"himself?"

"Yes, the letter was written with the name of a person who does not exist in the rehabilitation center. The address of the letter was filled with Wang Li's home address. Of course, the content of the letter must be in violation of the regulations, and it can be seen at a glance that it violates the regulations. The kind. The person who helps him review the letter will not think too much when he sees the content and name, and will definitely send it to the supervisor directly according to the violation. At that time, you can mobilize all the people who purchased reward points through you to make a collective report Let’s just say that Wang Li stole from the prison and sent illegal letters privately. The core of Wang Li’s authority is the position assigned to him by the center. Without his position, his authority would cease to exist.”

"But that letter—" Liu Nengbin asked hesitantly.

Song Qiran moved his five fingers.

"I study art. As long as you show me what Wang Li wrote, I can imitate his handwriting."

Liu Nengbin was dumbfounded.He was stunned for a moment.Song Qiran, on the surface, looked like a little bastard who would accept everything. How could he have thought that in just one morning, this person had already sorted out so many tricks against Wang Li.

"Song Xi, I really can't tell, your brain is quite good." Liu Nengbin said with emotion.

There was unmistakable excitement in his voice.After hearing Song Qiran's ghost ideas, he really thought it might be worth a try.And Song Qiran also smiled, shaking the food given by Liu Nengbin in his hand.

"Liu Nengbin, I didn't realize it at first, but you're actually quite nice—"

"Stop!" Liu Nengbin bounced up from the bed as if bitten by a bug, "Shut up, I don't want to hear it! Whatever comes out of your mouth is so vulgar, I want to throw up!"

He scolded Song Qiran, and then looked at him intently.The boy's eyes were firm and clear, reminding Liu Nengbin of his original intention for doing all this.

Song Qiran said that he wanted to get out of the rehabilitation center only to bring down Wang Li.But why take such a big risk and go out in a hurry.

"You are... for that policeman?" Liu Nengbin asked suddenly.

Song Qiran pursed his lips.

"Yes." He replied.

Liu Nengbin felt that all his teeth were sore.

"You're so fucking..." He sighed, "Is he that good? It's not like a fairy..."

"You want to know?"

Song Qiran looked at Liu Nengbin with a smile, and for the first time since entering the rehabilitation center, he was able to speak frankly about Zhao Meng to outsiders.

"We met and talked, several times."