Gan Hong looked at her ex-boyfriend sitting on the park bench and wondered why he said this.
It was already a bit chilly in Jialin City in October. A gust of wind blew, stirring the green leaves and yellow flowers falling on the ground, and there was a soft rustling sound.
A few passers-by wearing sportswear ran by with headphones on. They just glanced at them and then looked away and continued to exercise.
"Think about it, that is Tonight's Interview, the interview program with the highest ratings on Jialin City TV Station. Facing the audience present and the audience in front of the TV, Yu Huanshui will never dare to mess with you. The program production team wants to It will definitely give him a job to highlight the majestic image of the city’s hero.”
The man talked eloquently: "If I were the person in charge of publicity tasks for the TV station, I would either package him as the pillar of a loving, loving, brotherly family, or package him as a peerless person who conceals his illness and faces it alone in order not to drag down his wife and son. A good man, no matter who he is, as long as he shows his love for Yu Chen and his relationship with you in front of the TV cameras, the power of public opinion and society will force him to stand on the high ground of a moral model. At that time, if he He didn't leave you any property, and even threw his children to you to raise. Once this matter spreads to the outside world, his image of a city hero will collapse, and he will eventually be ruined. We have avenged the Mid-Autumn Festival. If he Leaving the house to Yu Chen is equivalent to you getting the house back. In short, it is a win-win situation."
Gan Hong thought about it carefully, and it made sense. A few days ago, Yu Huanshui's father came to her and begged her not to divorce Yu Huanshui. He also told her that his son was dying because patients with terminal pancreatic cancer would not live for more than half a year at most. He hoped that she would cherish the relationship between husband and wife for ten years. The family lived together, and they were sent away anyway.
Of course she refused, because she didn't want to stay with Yu Huanshui for a minute. The old guy with body odor knelt down to her and didn't let go. Later, the office building security came upstairs and carried him away.
She was very happy, very happy, and her heart was filled with the pleasure of getting revenge. Yu Huanshui committed evil deeds in their home during the Autumn Festival that were hated by heaven. She finally received her retribution not long ago. It was not in vain that she had to face the resentful eyes of her parents every day and the picky remarks of her younger brother and sister-in-law until now.
Now that her ex-boyfriend analyzed Yu Huanshui's situation, she suddenly woke up. Yu Huanshui is terminally ill. As long as he dies, who will leave his property to? Not Yu Chen’s? As long as she holds Yu Chen firmly in her hands and endures Yu Huanshui's death, the house, the 100,000 yuan bonus for bravery, and the money Lu Fumeng, Gan's father and Gan's mother owe him are not at her disposal.
What made her even more confident was that Yu Huanshui had cancer and his father was so virtuous. Could Yu Chen's custody rights change hands?
impossible!
The two went from being a married couple living under the same roof to turning against each other. Didn't this fight end with the loss of Yu Huanshui's talents?
"Xu Jiang, we can live together in another half a year at most. Then you can move to Xianglan Garden to live with us, and you will no longer have to look at the stinky faces of Gan Meng and Sun Jia."
"I've been waiting for more than ten years, so this little time counts for nothing. I'm just wronging you and going to make a fool of myself with that lunatic."
"Don't worry about me. If you think about it, it's actually quite satisfying to watch him die day by day." Gan Hong took a deep breath: "In that case, I'll call Director Bai back."
The man got up from the bench, held her hand and kissed her forehead: "Hit her."
…
About the same time period.
Tang Yun's family.
Lu Fumeng looked at Yu Huanshui, who was called a city hero by a female reporter on TV, with an angry expression on his face, and placed the teacup he was holding back on the coffee table.
"That guy who tells lies and has no responsibility actually became a hero? This is really the most ironic thing in the world. If Da Zhuang and his mother saw this scene in heaven, would they be sad? A guy who even betrayed his friends What qualifies him to be called a hero? He doesn’t deserve it!”
Tang Yun, who was hanging clothes on the balcony, was puzzled to see him so angry: "So many years have passed since the Da Zhuang incident, and now Yu Huanshui has caught two fugitives and rescued a young man. He has indeed done a great thing. , I think you should put aside your prejudices and try to accept him?"
"No matter how many people Yu Huanshui saves, he can't save the lives of Da Zhuang and his mother."
"Lu Fumeng, can you stop being so paranoid?"
"You say I'm paranoid? Why am I paranoid? I just want to seek justice for Da Zhuang and his mother, so why am I paranoid?"
Tang Yun raised her hands to signal him not to get excited: "I don't want to quarrel with you about Yu Huanshui. You can take care of it yourself after breakfast. I'll go to the studio."
She couldn't understand why Lu Fumeng had to compete with Yu Huanshui. It seemed that if he didn't push him to a dead end, he would be sorry for his dead brother.
She changed her shoes and clothes, picked up her handbag on the cabinet, and was about to open the door when the doorbell rang.
"Who are you looking for?"
A young man in a light blue shirt stood outside the door: "Does Mr. Lufmon live here?"
"Yes, what do you want from him?"
"Oh, that's it. I'm Xiaozhuang from the News Department of the Municipal Radio and Television Station. Here is an invitation letter for an interview. Director Bai hopes that I can hand it over to Mr. Lu."
"Invitation letter? What invitation letter?" Tang Yun took the envelope and turned it over in her hand.
Xiaozhuang said: "It's an invitation from the city TV station's interview column tonight. There will be an exclusive interview with Mr. Yu Huanshui in three days. Director Bai knows that Mr. Lu is a friend of Yu Daxiong and wants to invite him to the venue."
Hearing the conversation between the two at the door, Lu Fumeng came over from the living room, opened the envelope and took out the invitation letter, looked at it twice, and said after a while: "Please tell Director Bai that I will definitely be there to participate."
"Thank you, Mr. Lu." Xiaozhuang shook hands with him, turned and left.
Tang Yun looked at the expressionless Lu Fumeng: "What are you planning on?"
Lu Fumeng said: "It's nothing, I just want to chat with him in front of the TV camera."
"Lu Fumeng, please don't act recklessly."
"My dear, you only need to focus on painting, there is no need to worry about other things."
"Lu Fumeng, you can go to the interview, but you must not embarrass him."
"Why?"
"Because of that painting."
"Just because he returned the painting to us, you began to sympathize with him and approve of him?"
"Yu Huanshui did some things he shouldn't have done before, but you can't give him a chance to correct it, right? Besides, I don't think he has done anything sorry for you. The last time he took away my painting was because you defaulted on his loan. No, Lu Fumeng, I think you have fallen into a strange circle in this matter. The focus of the word punishment is discipline, not punishment, and what you did to Yu Huanshui is no longer punishment, it is venting, venting the dissatisfaction over the years. and resentment.”
"Tang Yun, you said a few days ago that you should keep distance from people who don't understand the situation and advise you to be generous. How come you feel like a different person when it comes to this matter?"
"I don't understand the situation?" Tang Yun frowned slightly: "Okay, I don't understand the situation."
After saying this, she left without looking back.
Lu Fumeng knew that she was a little angry, but he didn't care too much. Tang Yun was a person who focused on painting and was not good at dealing with people. Whether in life or career, she had to rely on his help, otherwise she wouldn't There is such an achievement today.
…
The day of the interview.
City TV studio.
There is a red sofa in the middle of the stage. There are beautiful flowers in the flower pots on the small table in front of the sofa. The big screen behind the sofa displays the four characters "Interview Tonight".
In front of the stage, the auditorium was full of people, and the photographer was concentrating on pushing the camera forward to give a long close-up shot of Lin Yue sitting in the middle of the sofa.
Wearing a white coat and short shorts, the female host revealed her slender legs and said her opening words with a smile.
"Mr. Yu, if you look at all the TV, Internet, and newspapers recently, they are all reporting on your deeds. They call you a city hero. What do you think of this title?"
"I'm really not a hero, I'm just an ordinary person who cares about one or two dollars and is sad and distressed by the mid-life crisis."
As soon as he finished speaking, Director Bai of the backstage news department gave the director a signal.
The big screen at the front desk flashed, and Lin Yue's face disappeared, replaced by a video shot with a mobile phone.
In the picture, the young man in white clothes with a colorful face was fighting with the driver of the Jinbei van. At this time, the door of the rear compartment opened, and a man with a cold face stepped out, holding a dagger in his hand and stabbing the young man in white clothes directly.
There was a cry of exclamation from the crowd.
Just as the dagger was about to hit its target, a figure suddenly broke into the scene and pulled the man's arm. After a curse, the dagger turned and stabbed the man in the stomach.
At the same time, a plastic bag containing bottled mineral water that was eagerly used as a weapon hit the gangster on the head, and the man fell down.
Another gangster quickly picked up the dagger that fell on the ground, but before he could avenge his accomplice, he was also knocked to the ground by a heavy plastic bag.
After a burst of crazy output, after confirming that the opponent was unable to fight back, the person who saw the injustice and drew a knife to help stayed for a while, dropped the plastic bag in his hand and ran away.
The short film ends here.
The female host said: "There were so many people watching, but no one dared to stand up. Only you... stood up at the critical moment."
Lin Yue said shyly: "Actually, I didn't dare at first. Later, Xu Dapao took out the knife and the young man focused his energy on the person nicknamed Heizi. He didn't notice the death threat that was approaching quickly. When he saw I hesitated here, thinking of something that happened not long ago, I felt that I couldn’t do this, I had to help that young man, and I couldn’t let him be injured by the gangster’s knife.”
At this time, Director Bai's voice came from the female host's receiver: "Ask him something."
"Mr. Yu, can you tell us what happened that made you change your mind?"
