wipe the ice and fire

It took only a few hours for Luo Ming to find out where Qiu Yulin was.He is currently a sophomore in the Portuguese Department of Binh Normal University, and holds a position in the student union, but it is said that his school ethos is not good.

"You rich people can even find such detailed information?" Du Qingshao looked at the detailed information in the computer, and once again found the wrong point.

"Ability and how to use it are two different things." Luo Ming glanced back at him.

He carefully read the life trajectory of this turtle grandson in the first 20 years, but still had no clue, and asked like a headless chicken: "Then what should I do next? Do you want me to find him in person?"

"You are at the cusp of public opinion, and I can't guarantee your safety if you travel at will. I have already talked to Mr. Ye just now. This matter will be handed over to the judiciary on the grounds of infringement of reputation rights. I will invite you to the best Lawyer." Luo Ming moved the computer and sat next to him, and calmly explained to him, "Now the original forum post about you has been blocked, and the police have also begun to intervene in the investigation."

"How does it work?"

"He dared to slander you like this, it must be because he knows that you can't produce direct evidence, but the police investigation is not just based on his one-sided words. One of the original intentions of the inTouch system development is to facilitate the cracking of old cases and the study of criminal psychology. , this is something that has reached a global consensus.”

Du Qingshao suddenly realized: "So as long as he agrees to assist in the investigation, he can justifiably browse through his chat records."

"Besides, the matter has become serious, and he has no choice but to disagree." Luo Ming rarely raised the corner of his mouth, showing a smug smile, "It can only be said that he chose someone who cannot be offended."

Having said that, he raised his wrist and glanced at his watch.Du Qingshao was next to him, seeing the side face of the beauty beside him who was thinking with downcast eyes, he suddenly felt completely different.

From the time Luo Ming got off the plane to the present, it only took half a day for the clueless things to become clear in an instant.

It turns out that when people are confident and brave, they really fascinate others so much.

The bad mood of being whipped repeatedly by bad memories and pressure from public opinion a few days ago was also swept away. Du Qingshao even forgot that he was still in the focus of everyone's eyes, like a red-hot iron ball, and gradually returned to Luoyang City. Ming gradually calmed down in the icy water.

"Actually, you don't even need to help me find a lawyer. After all, my mother is also a well-known figure in the business world. This small matter can still be handled."

"Ms. Shen is busy with work..." Luo Ming blurted out, but found something inappropriate in the middle of the sentence, he hesitated and continued, "Actually, I just want to help you share some things."

"It's really just like that?" Du Qingshao wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, leaned on his shoulders, and teased his chin like a dog, "Teacher, do you really like me?"

As soon as he said this, he could clearly feel the shoulders of the body wrapped around him suddenly tilted.Luo Ming was entangled tightly by his big pig's hooves, twisted his waist in embarrassment, trying to break free from his embrace, while saying, "The problem hasn't been solved yet, why are you thinking about all these messy things?"

"What do you mean by not doing a proper job?" Du Qingshao entangled him even more tightly, "Compared with those villains who cause trouble, aren't life's events more important?"

Luo Ming couldn't say no to him, and his face flushed instantly.The two stalemate for a while, and the embarrassment was broken by the sudden ringtone of the phone call.

"Take a call." He finally managed to get away, picked up his phone and walked towards the window.Du Qingshao sat on the bed in a daze as he heard the other party speak English very fast.

After a heated conversation, he finally slowed down, hung up the phone and walked back expressionlessly.

"So sullen?" Du Qingshao blinked at him, "Is the other party not cooperating with the investigation?"

Luo Ming bit his lip and shook his head noncommittally, with a complicated expression on his face.

"Let's be honest, we can face it together no matter what."

"But now is the problem you need to face." Luo Ming looked up at him, with thin red circles around his long and narrow phoenix eyes, "The other party agreed to investigate, and the chief technology officer of inTouch headquarters also gave me a response."

"...They said that there is no direct record in the other party's mobile phone to frame you for cheating, but it is related to another matter."

Afterwards, he said that his voice became smaller and smaller, and when he heard Du Qingshao, he also felt confused: "So what's going on?"

"I'll show you the chat records directly." Luo Ming handed him the phone, sniffed softly, "I'm sorry..."

Du Qingshao didn't see anything, but he could already feel the strong self-blame in the other party's words, so he patted him on the shoulder before taking the phone.

[2016-12-28]

Classmate A: Let him sing in music class tomorrow, and then secretly record it, and play it in the classroom every day, making the students laugh at him to death.

[2016-12-29]

Classmate B: Don’t worry Brother Qiu, we’ve recorded them all.

Classmate A: Voice 30'

Qiu Yulin: Well done!This song was sung outrageously, calling the brat to snatch my spot again.

[2017-01-10]

Qiu Yulin: Damn, why is this little brat in such a good mood?In this way, mathematics can be handed in full marks in advance?

Classmate A: Boss, what should we do now?

Qiu Yulin: It's okay. I've figured out a way. I'll continue to mess with him in the English test tomorrow. I don't believe he's so capable.

[2017-01-11]

Classmate B: Brother Qiu is awesome, this kid has been sent to the Moral Education Department.

Classmate C: In this way, the recommendation quota must belong to you, the boss.

Qiu Yulin: Do you think this is the end?I'll humiliate him again tomorrow.

A few short chat records ended here, but Du Qingshao couldn't calm down after reading it.

This chat record is enough to be whitewashed evidence, but because of the inevitable causal relationship, if he wants to prove his innocence, he must admit the fact that he is tone deaf in front of everyone.

Figure skating is a sport of art and skill. He insisted on hard training and left several sets of programs with profound influence in the public impression.

But what will happen if everyone knows that he is a music idiot who can't even understand the beat, sings with five notes, and doesn't know it?

This is his deepest secret...

He finally understood the meaning of Luo Ming's repeated emphasis on sorry, and even he couldn't help his nose hurt for a moment.

"Are you OK?"

He shook his head mechanically, coughed a few times in his throat, and clicked on the 30-second recording.

Immediately, an immature male voice came out of the phone, singing "Tomorrow will be better" with a sound like a duck.

Listening to it again now, he can obviously hear several out-of-key passages, and he didn't have any singing skills at that time, he just shouted at the top of his voice.

Seeing the progress bar being pushed to the end little by little, he didn't know where the stubbornness came from, and he dragged it to the starting point and played it again for the second time.

Luo Ming didn't understand Chinese songs very well, so he didn't realize it at first, but after hearing it for the third time, he realized something was wrong, and rushed to grab his phone: "What are you doing!?"

"Leave me alone! Let me listen! I also want to know how disgusting I was singing at that time..." He stared at his red eyes, gritted his teeth and clutched the phone, refused to let go, and turned on the audio again.

"Du, I don't allow you to listen to it anymore!" Luo Ming pulled out the phone from his hand with all his strength, smashed it heavily on the carpet, supported his shoulders and said solemnly, "Don't do stupid things, it's not worth it for those people. "

He didn't answer, and he couldn't cry. He sat on the bed with blank eyes and was quiet for a long time.

He really didn't know how many first times he would experience this year.

Luo Ming didn't speak, and sat quietly by the side to accompany him.After a while, Du Qingshao leaned his head on his shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Is there any other way besides this?"

"There is no better way at the moment." Luo Ming replied truthfully, "The war of public opinion must be resolved as soon as possible."

"What if I don't want to skate anymore?"

Luo Ming was startled, and asked sharply, "What are you talking about!?"

He rubbed his astringent eye sockets, and repeated again: "...I'm tired."

Hearing his self-defeating speech, Luo Ming was completely stunned.It is impossible for Du Qingshao to give up skating. This is a career he has engraved in his bones and will spend his whole life loving; and even if he really quits the sports world, if this matter is not resolved, he will never be able to return to the sun.

Reason told him that now is definitely not the time to escape, it is time to set an example as a teacher should.But Luo Ming didn't know how to start this topic. Looking around aimlessly, he came across a familiar and exquisite silver knife in the pen holder on the desk.

He remembered that Du Qingshao mentioned to himself last year that it was a gift from a foreign friend.

Luo Ming's eyes felt warm, and while he wasn't paying attention, he took out the knife from the pen holder and quietly put it in his pocket.

"If you don't mind, I want to take you somewhere first."

Du Qingshao didn't look up, just asked: "Where?"

"A place I have to take you to." He pretended to be mysterious, and Du Qingshao raised his head, stared at him listlessly for a long time, got up and put on a coat, and agreed.

Luo Ming quickly arranged for the driver to set off from the stadium in a low-key manner, and the car was eerily quiet with only the moonlight in the windows.Du Qingshao always felt that he didn't simply take himself out to relax, and kept observing the scenery outside the window, trying to guess his intentions.

The car drove out of the remote ring road, and soon drove onto the Yangjiang Bridge. The lights on both sides were brightly lit, and there was a hint of warm color in the cold halo. The blurred light like a dream made him a little dazed.

This place is very similar to the place he left when he sent Luo Ming back to China a year ago, and it is also more like a certain corner of another city.

The car stopped abruptly at the top of the bridge, and Luo Ming opened the door for him: "Didn't you keep asking me why I have to be your teacher? I'll tell you the answer today."

After finishing speaking, he took out the exquisite silver knife from his pocket, and there was a hint of restrained crying in his laughter: "My little boy, do you remember who I am?"

One year ago, Helsinki, Finland.

The recurrence of the back injury led to a lifting error. He personally broke his partner's chief dream, and also ruined his bright future.Under the double blow of body and mind, Luo Ming's anxiety and phobias completely washed away his body like a burst of water.

After months of fruitless treatment, he was sent back to his childhood home to recuperate.The nights at high latitudes are particularly long, and coupled with the genuine fear of this house, the situation worsens every day. Even if you take sleeping pills, you will experience the despair of not being able to close your eyes and sleep for four or five days.

His life depends on bottles of nutrient solution.

After being completely trampled by the illness, Luo Ming finally made a ceremonial decision - he must gather enough strength to die.

In March, the snow in Helsinki had not receded, so he plucked up the courage to eat a few meals, and carefully planned his suicide route: choose a night suitable for leaving, take a knife, go out quietly from home, find a forest and kill himself. Buried in the snow, then slit his wrists and committed suicide.

So he chose a night at the end of March.I thought the plan was foolproof, but because I was too weak, I was so tired that I stopped on a bridge on the way.

Of course, he just wanted to rest for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, a very familiar melody suddenly came to my ears, like Beethoven's pathetic sonata.But after listening carefully, I realized that this is an edited version.

That's right, it was the figure skating background music that teacher Ciceline asked him to cut for a little Chinese boy a year ago.Because it was the first time he cut music for others, he was very impressed.

Luo Ming's footsteps on his way to death were stumbled by this song.

He leaned against the railing of the bridge in disbelief, letting the sound of the music become clearer and clearer, then he raised his head and saw a skinny boy in sportswear.

At this moment, Du Qingshao was wandering aimlessly in the streets of Helsinki just because he failed the short program and had no hope of winning the gold the next day.Because there was no one on the street, I willfully played the music for tomorrow's free skating.

Although the backlight couldn't see the details clearly, Luo Ming could still feel the doubt in the other's eyes.After staring at each other for a long time, he realized his impolite behavior, turned around hastily, trying to escape his sight as soon as possible.

In the moment of panic, the small blade that had been clutched in his hand hit the ground with a bang.Seeing this, the little boy quickly picked up the blade that had been warmed by him, and his eyes kept wandering between the two of them.

At that time, Luo Ming hadn't communicated with anyone for a few months, and he was fat because of the medicine, so inferior that he fell into the dust. He quickly pulled up the scarf and lowered the brim of his hat, and wrapped himself into a big rice dumpling. There was only one crack left to barely see road.

Du Qingshao, who is good at observing words and expressions, quickly discovered the strangeness, patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and introduced himself that he is a figure skater from China, and he likes this small knife with unique Nordic characteristics. he.

Luo Ming froze in place, dumbfounded.

Seeing this, he could only bite the bullet and continue to "persuade", saying that he went out in a hurry and did not bring cash with him.If he wants, he can exchange the knife for tomorrow's free skating ticket.

Luo Ming still didn't speak, but somehow his vision slowly blurred.Before he agreed, the enthusiastic little boy took out an old Baba ticket and stuffed it into his hand, and put the knife he used to cut his wrists into his pocket without saying a word.

Before leaving, he also told Luo Ming that he must watch his match, and if he had the chance to meet again, he would definitely treat him to a cup of hot tea to warm up.

Maybe even he himself is not sure whether this move can save a heart that wants to die.But the facts proved that it was his white lie that night, and Luo Ming, who had his suicide tools confiscated, walked back home the same way.

That is to say, from that night onwards, watching one of his games in person became the whole motivation for Luo Ming to get out of the hospital bed.

Of course, if possible, it would be better to see him become king.