in the center of the universe

As if thinking of something suddenly, Kong Jiben raised his head and narrowed his eyes: "Are you Yan's relative?"

"Kong Lao has a deep impression on him." Guan Zang said calmly.

Kong Jiben laughed wheezingly, and spread his five fingers: "For an elective course of "Image Expression and Form of Folk Sacrifice", there are at most five students in each class, two or three are sleeping, and one is playing with a mobile phone," he said While wrenching fingers, there is only one left in the end. "He is the only one who doesn't sleep or play with his mobile phone and listen to the class seriously! Can you tell me that I am not impressed?"

"Oh?"

"Writing beautifully, although a little arrogant, but the homework and essays are done solidly, better than these." Kong Jiben clapped the homework under his hands, "A fair and clean boy, but he is dressed strangely. His fingernails are colorfully dyed. Sometimes I can't tell whether he's wearing pants or a skirt!" The old man thought it was amused, and clapped his hands and laughed. "It's probably the same for those who study art! It's a pity, if you don't drop out, you should graduate this year."

"Mr. Yu wants Mr. Kong to say something during the investigation by the Commission for Discipline Inspection?" Guan Zang glanced at the tea pot.

"What can I say, I can say what I have, and I can't make up what I don't have." Kong Jiben lowered his head again.

"Meimei, you look so good at writing! Have you ever practiced calligraphy?"

Lingling held the postcard she had just written and couldn't put it down, reading it again and again.He put the signature pen on the table, "Who doesn't know how to write two characters anymore." Xiao Hao came over with a few glasses of fast food, and sat beside them obediently.

After leaving Ma Qianjia angry, he wanted to bring his computer and hard disk over when he had nothing to do. It happened that Lingling went to the street today, and Xiaohao drove over to bring them here.Lingling couldn't go back to her hometown on New Year's Day, and wanted to send new clothes to her younger brothers and sisters before the holiday, and clipped a few greeting cards. She hated her ugly handwriting, so she asked him to write for her.

"I have to go back during the Chinese New Year, what should I send now?"

Lingling put the card in the envelope, packed it carefully, and pasted a small cartoon sticker on the seal: "I can't go back." She pursed her mouth, and the more she spoke, the lower her voice was. "The last time I went home, Wan (my) father typed it out for Wan." Without paying attention, the accent was brought out.

He will understand.While eating French fries, he asked again: "Who is in the family?"

"Father, mother, one older sister, two younger sisters, and one younger brother."

"It's so viable!"

"What's this? There are about a dozen children there in the evening. Many children are blessed." Lingling said.

"I don't do anything every day, just have a baby and play." He ate the French fries, and suddenly giggled, "Little sister, you have to grow your breasts first!" Lingling blushed face, hit him with a small fist.He asked Xiaohao: "Xiaohao, how many do you plan to have when you get married in the future?"

Xiaohao chuckled: "I, I don't look forward to the child, it doesn't matter if there is one." After speaking, he glanced at Lingling, lowered his head and bit the straw.He patted Xiaohao on the shoulder, "Good boy." Lingling wrapped her fingers around her hair, pretending not to hear.

He treats guests to the new ice cream and asks Xiaohao to queue up.Tell Lingling: "Xiaohao is very good."

"I know he's good, but I... don't like him... Besides, he has to find a real girl..."

"What is true and false, you are true inside."

Lingling looked up at him, wearing a baseball cap, no make-up, looking out the window with a pretty good profile, drinking Coke sipping, her Adam's apple twitching.

"That's beautiful... Are you looking for a woman or a man in the future?"

He lifted off his coat, revealing the men's T-shirt and trousers inside. Except for the hat and sneakers, none of them belonged to him: "Look for a rich chicken!"

"That big chicken—that man can't marry you either!"

"Why should I get married?" He stared back.Lingling didn't know why she insisted on asking this truth: "You, you don't want to change your gender, and you don't want to get married, can your family agree?"

"I have no family."

"Liar, you have a sister!"

"I don't have a sister!" He slammed his drink glass on the table and shouted.Lingling was startled, the circles of her eyes turned red immediately, and her mouth was sobbing and choking.Xiao Hao came over with ice cream, "What, what's the matter?" Seeing that no one was talking, Xiao Hao glanced at him: "Mei, Meimei, but, you don't bring bullies..."

"Oh, mom, I don't dare. This guy, you have someone to help you." He stood up and smiled, and put the laptop under his arm. "Let's go, you two go play."

"Ice cream..." Xiaohao still held two cups of dessert in his hand.He waved his hands without thinking, "You two please."

After walking quite a distance, I saw Xiao Hao coaxing people through the glass window, he was stupid, he didn't know where to put his hands, and he couldn't speak clearly, so he sighed when he saw it: "Small boy, falling in love is so hard. "

He took a taxi to Computer City, where he sold the laptop.I added money to buy a small tablet, and while walking back, I called Guan Zang: "Bring me chicken liver, fried skewers and beer tonight." Bababa ordered a bunch of fried this and fried that.

"Fried skewers are not healthy," Guan Zang said.

"You don't wear condoms / I'm not healthy, can you fuck?"

"..."

"There are so many pressures."

"What is Teacher Guan laughing at?"

The students asked Guan Zang to hand in their homework, and printed out the small papers, and made exquisite covers.After handing over, I stood by and had nothing to say, but I just didn't want to leave.I helped Mr. Kong go to the undergraduate course for two classes, and the number of female students suddenly increased.

"I was scolded."

The student looked puzzled, "You still laugh when you are scolded?"

"Yes, because he is cute."

"Do you have someone you like? When did it happen?"

"Recently," Guan Zang smiled slightly, put away his homework, stood up and put on his overcoat, "Okay, the teacher is going to get off work." After locking the door and going downstairs, the female student still followed behind him step by step.

"Teacher, a while ago you were brave enough to be on the news. Why didn't the school publicly commend you?"

"I didn't act bravely."

"Why do you say that? Didn't you save a person? Although you... seem to be a bit harsh." The female student went with Guan Zang to the Dongmen Small Store to buy two pieces of braised chicken livers, and watched him wrap them carefully. . "Do you like this?"

"My partner likes it."

The female student said "Oh", "It seems that you really care about her—you just said that you didn't act bravely, why?" She chased after her.

Guan Zang thought for a while: "I save people because I want to, not because I'm brave."

"What does this mean? Does it mean that if you change someone else, you won't be saved? Does that person have anything to do with you?"

"If it was someone else, I would not have taken that road that day, nor would I have encountered that incident. So it was just a coincidence." Guan Zang said.He had already reached the parking lot, and the female student was still following him, showing no intention of leaving.

"You haven't answered me yet, is the victim related to you?"

"Yes, a very intimate relationship."

The female student's eyes lit up, as if she saw a good prey, she suddenly sped up her speech: "Is that the reverse actress named Meimei? May I take the liberty to ask you about your sexual orientation?"

Guan Zang leaned on the car door and smiled at her, without answering.

"I'm sorry, it seems to be related to your privacy. I'm curious about another point. Judging from the extent of the murderer's injuries, it seems that you hit a vital part. Were you very angry at the time? Can I ask your real thoughts? ?"

"The real thought?" Guan Zang said, "The real thought is that I want Meimei to return home safely, and also, your unannounced interview skills are really not very good, Miss Reporter."

The "female student" was startled, and suddenly smiled: "After all, I'm not like a college student when I'm old. When I was in an undercover nightclub, I still pretended to be pretty good." She stretched out her hand, "Hello, Mr. Guan, "Current Affairs Tracker" "column, reporter Zhuang Baixin."

Guan Zang shook hands with her.

"Mr. Guan, you are really well protected. This is the most effective way I can use, and it may be my only chance."

Before Guan Zang could say anything, the roar of Ma Qian's family rang out first.I don’t know when I was waiting in the parking lot, rushed out of my car, and stood in front of Guan’s hiding place, “It’s you again! We said we won’t accept interviews, and we’ve finished talking on the phone. If we do this again, we’ll call the police.” !" I didn't care about my own car anymore, I pushed Guan Zang into the car, got into the co-pilot and urged: "Let's go!"

While driving, Guan Zang watched the reporter fade away in the rear mirror, and after turning a corner, he could no longer see him.

"Uncle Ma, what you're doing will make her even more suspicious." The tone was light, as if it had nothing to do with him.Ma Qianjia didn't care, turned on his mobile phone to make a call, and when he got through, he scolded: "What's the matter with the people under your command? Pretending to be students and chasing us to the school for interviews?! It's because we didn't get stabbed by murderers. Doesn’t it count as a righteous act? Don’t tell me, I don’t care, anyway, if Guan Zang is retaliated by someone and something happens, he will ask you to settle the score!”

Putting down the phone, I heard Guan Zang laughing non-stop.

"What's so funny about you? Is it interesting to see me burnt out every day?" Ma Qianjia was angry, "Since you met Meimei, I have twice as many gray hairs as before!" After speaking, he found the chicken liver in the car , picked it up and wanted to eat it, but was told by Guanzang that it was for Meimei, so he stuffed half of it in one bite and chewed desperately.After eating, I was dying, and there was no water to drink.

"These reporters won't give up until they find out some big news. I'm afraid that she will know something from Meimei's mouth! Guan Zang, you trust Meimei too much, you don't even know who he is!"

"Does Uncle Ma know?"

"I don't know and don't want to know, I just hope he's harmless to you!"

"Harmless," Guan Zang smiled softly, "Is it for me or my grandfather?"

"For you." Ma Qianjia said firmly, "Guan Zang, I am not by your side for your grandfather."

After a long time, Guan Zang stopped the car and said slowly, "Uncle Ma, I'm sorry."

"Meimei is an accident, both for you and me. It's just that this accident is very beautiful for me. No matter what he makes me feel, it is novel and pleasant. I know what you are afraid of. I am afraid that I will be like my mother— ——" Guan Zang turned to look at Ma Qian's house with a gentle expression: "But at least she was happy when she left."

Ma Qianjia was speechless and clenched his fists on his knees.His lips trembled a few times, and he turned his head away.

Guan Zang got off the car and went to the street to buy fried skewers, potatoes, mutton, beef, fish tofu, and sausages. He carried them into the car with his left and right hands. home rush.

Ma Qianjia frowned slightly looking at the pile of steaming fried food, and asked, "Doesn't it smell bad to you?"

"It's okay. The first time I ate with Meimei, I went to eat barbecue, and he even fed me a piece."

"You ate?!"

"I ate it, but I vomited during the fight, otherwise I might not lose." Guan Zang thought it was funny, and laughed.

Ma Qianjia sighed: "Didn't he ask you why you don't like hot food?"

"No, Meimei doesn't ask anything."

"Guan Zang, he is much smarter than he looks on the outside. He just doesn't say a lot of things, but he already knows in his heart that you are very special." Ma Qianjia took a sip of beer, "I heard it when I talked to him today, so I just said that he must have a plan by your side."

"What does Uncle Ma think he's plotting against me?"

"I don't know, it won't be a good thing anyway."

After parking the car downstairs, Guan Zang said, "It doesn't matter, as long as it makes him happy—I only want to make myself happy, Uncle Ma."

Ma Qianjia wanted to persuade him, but was interrupted by the sound of "Guan Zang".Guan Zang was immediately happy: "Ah, Meimei!" Meimei was carrying a large bag of snacks, wearing slippers and a blanket, and stomped her feet near the gate with the cold: "Beautiful fart! I came back so late, I fucking forgot to take the key!"

"Isn't Meimei cute when she loses her temper?" Guan Zang asked Ma Qianjia softly, triumphantly.Ma Qianjia took two cans of beer and left without looking back.

Zhuang Baixin was sitting in the car, seeing Ma Qian's family separated from Guan Zang, he immediately packed the recording pen, and rushed in as fast as the glass door was half closed.

"Teacher Guan!"

The two people in front looked back at her together. The young man with dyed hair was holding a fried skewer in his mouth. He looked familiar, but she didn't remember it for a moment.Guan Zang still had a smile on his face: "I have followed you here, you are really amazing."

"Who is it?" asked the young man.Hearing that it was a reporter, the young man immediately stopped in front of Guan Zang before she could speak, and swallowed the fried skewers he was chewing, "Wait a minute! A reporter, right? Want to interview him about saving the beauty?"

She nodded.

"Interview me, my client!" The young man jumped out, as if he was afraid that Guan Zang would steal his limelight.

Zhuang Baixin suddenly remembered, "You are...it's you! 'Meimei'?!" She rummaged through her pockets excitedly, looking for pens and notes, "I wanted to find you a long time ago, but you were detained Already—can you and Mr. Guan accept my interview?"

Meimei didn't even look at Guan Zang, "Yes, why not! He can't, I can hit him!" Then she stretched out her hand: "How much is the interview fee, let me tell you the amount!"

Guan hides behind him and chuckles.

Zhuang Baixin was not very surprised, and asked, "How much do you want?"

Meimei frowned and thought for a while, "For such a big murder case, the two parties involved must start at five figures, right? If you want to be exclusive, it depends on your sincerity."

Zhuang Baixin was a little helpless, "I'm sorry I can't give you so much." Meimei immediately changed her face and clicked her tongue in disgust: "Don't talk about it, please go back."

Zhuang Baixin wanted to stop her, Meimei pulled out a bunch of fried skewers and threw them in front of her, the long bamboo stick almost poked her hand. "I'm going to call the security guard! Do you want to go?" Holding a sign, he pushed her out of the unit door, watched the door shut, and gave her the middle finger through the glass.

Standing in the cold wind and sighing, Zhuang Baixin got back into the car and went to the stage.Go downstairs and spread out the high ponytail that has never been tied, take out the work card, and swipe the card to enter the door.The big characters of Dongning Radio and Television Station are shining red on the top of the tall building.

Last year, Dongning Radio Station, Dongning TV Station, and Dongning Radio and TV Drama Service Center were merged and established. Now there are 6 radio frequencies and 5 TV channels.Zhuang Baixin took the elevator up to the eighth floor, and pushed open the door of the "Current Affairs Tracking" column group.There were not many people, and her colleague pointed to the production room. She took a deep breath, turned on the cell phone that was turned off, and knocked on the door with her coat straightened.

The production director, Chen Jing, looked at her coldly. She was about to open her mouth when she was interrupted by a sentence: "You are so good at being a stage director, why don't you go to Beijing, the small place really can't accommodate you, King Kong."

Zhuang Baixin remained silent.

"The director personally called me and scolded me! I still have to protect you and wipe your ass! Do what you can, if you can't do it, get out!"

"Why?!" Zhuang Baixin tossed her hair and exhaled, "I have been following serial murderers for so long, from the first time to the last time, I was even in the same nightclub as the client this time." No one is more prepared than me! But the topic is given to Liu Yang as you said, and he even used my material!"

"Do you still want to discuss this matter? Do you treat all the reasons I said as fart?"

Zhuang Baixin clapped both hands on the editor-in-chief's desk, "Okay, this is over, I won't discuss it with you. Let me do a follow-up report and I will do a follow-up report. I'm interviewing the person involved now. Is there something wrong?"

"Is he an ordinary party? Behind him is the Guanda Group. What is the Guanda Group? A local pillar industry, Guan Jingyuan can directly call the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee!"

Zhuang Baixin covered his forehead and gritted his teeth.

"Director, don't you wonder why the positive deeds are so taboo to be interviewed and reported? An ordinary university teacher followed a reverse actor for half a night, then got out of the car with a fire extinguisher, and calmly smashed the skull of a serial murderer. Aren't you curious? How did he know that the murderer would appear? Do ordinary people follow others? You didn't know that he was accused of attempted murder when he was in high school—!"

A teacup hit the ground, and the tea splashed on his face with the tea leaves.Chen Jing pointed at Zhuang Baixin, and said word by word: "You have to be responsible for what you say. Are you a policeman or a judge? Who attempted to kill!? Who convicted you?! Don't try to please yourself, let others bury you with you !"