The drama of "Farewell My Concubine" has come to an end.

All of them were still silent and unable to extricate themselves from the shock of the story.

Now, seeing Dieyi in the play and Li Shixin outside the play, the "essay" published on the stage, all the audience who are still feeling sorry for Dieyi, Juxian's death, and Xiaolou's personality destruction are crazy!

A year ago, when I saw this old man who made tears in the dramas "The Last Forbidden City" and "Only You", I thought about why such an excellent person did not break into the entertainment industry until his old age. I see!"

"I just finished crying for the plot, and now that I know Xinye's past, tears suddenly spurted out again! I'm special, this is going to cry me to death! Why did Xinye enter the entertainment industry in his old age? It's because Gu Mingkun just retired last year, and the mountain on his head moved away, so he really showed himself, how did Xinye survive most of his life? cry!"

"Crying Butterfly clothes, crying also Letter. To be able to make up a play like "Farewell My Concubine" and to create the character of Dieyi, what did Xinye go through? How aggrieved are he for so many years, so that he can think about those times and people in those times so thoroughly, and portray them so thoroughly!

"Today I learned that real drama is not written. It's a stream of tears, a handful of heartbreak saved up! Support Xinye, it's not decades ago now, and the accounts that can't be counted in the past should be pulled out and talked about today!"

"Comrades, Cha Dou's influence here is limited, go to Weibo! Who just received the video or not?

"No, it's been uploaded on Weibo. ”

"Awesome!"

"Brothers, Iron Guardians, what do you say today?"

"The water is out, and the death is endless!"

"Zhilen!"

With a large influx of angry netizens into Weibo, Li Shixin's accusation against Gu Mingkun at the drama award selection site spread rapidly.

It has only been a little more than a week since the performance of "Twelve Citizens", and among these spread netizens, there are still a large number of people who are attracted by this drama and have become Li Shixin's fans.

This part of the group is called the judicial people.

In dealing with this matter, this part of the people has played their due role.

Information Office of the Supreme People's Procuratorate.

“......”

Looking at the computer, Li Shixin's word-by-word accusation, Zhao Lifang grinned.

At this moment, he suddenly had an urge to find a piece of tofu and kill himself.

Looking at the judicial colleagues on Weibo, page by page @国高prosecutor官微 requesting intervention in this matter, Zhao Lifang gave himself a mouthful.

Don't be greedy for that cheap!

What now?

It's been relied upon!

"Inside, Zhao. Let's ..... Reply?"

Faced with his colleague's inquiry, Zhao Lifang took a deep breath.

Strictly speaking, Li Shixin's matter does not fall within the scope of supervision of the National Supreme People's Procuratorate. And Li Shixin's matter is too complicated, and too much time has passed.

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

forcibly suppressed the feeling of grievance in his heart that was set by Li Shixin, and he calmed down.

After thinking about it, he waved his hand to his colleagues on the side.

"Don't reply to this matter yet, this juncture is a little sensitive after all. After all, we are the Information Office, and I would like to ask the leadership. ”

Answered, Zhao Lifang picked up the phone.

He thought about it for a while and called Sun Zhufang, the leader of the Seventh Department, who was responsible for undertaking the legal supervision of the administrative appeals of the Supreme People's Court and directly handling the administrative appeals of the State Supreme People's Procuratorate.

At the same time, in a residential building in the National High Procuratorate cadre rest community.

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

"Zhufang, your phone!"

"Hey, here comes Dad!"

Sun Zhufang, who was in her fifties, put down the dumpling wrapper in her hand, wiped her hands with an apron, and picked up the phone while picking it up.

"What?

Hearing the quick and streamlined report on the phone, Sun Zhufang's brows furrowed.

"Lao Zhao, we can't manage this matter, there are no normal litigation procedures, and there is no instruction from the superiors, how can we intervene?"

"Well, that's right. Keep an eye on it, I can't help it. ”

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

"What's 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 show.

Netizens approached the press office and asked us to intervene. Isn't that a joke, you say?"

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

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

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

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

The old man nodded.

"The law gives religion its social character, and religion gives it its spirit, its direction, and the sanctity that the law needs to be respected. Where law and religion are separated, law can easily degenerate into a rigid law, and religion can easily become fanatical. There is no religion in our country, but we used to be fanatical. ”

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

"Dad......"

"That book was given to me by my old leader, and he died in that mad letter. ”

"Dad......"

The old man stretched out his hand and stopped his son from talking.

"When he gave me the book, he had already broken six ribs, and he said that there was a sentence in the book that was particularly well written: that the people should believe in the law and nothing else, otherwise the judiciary would be useless. And the reason why the law is believed by the public is because it represents the highest degree of justice in the world. Once the sacred aura of justice is lost, the judiciary loses its authority, causing the public to lose their fear of the law.

He told me to 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 sustained me to get through.

According to you, this man waited for decades. If he didn't talk about it and had no ulterior motives, then he deserved justice...... It's been more than forty years late. As a prosecutor, you still want this justice today...... Absent?"

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

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

......

Tea beans, variety show live broadcast hall.

Looking at the eerie scene, Li Shixin took a deep breath, walked in with 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 stabilization of the medicine, Gu Mingkun had already regained some consciousness.

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

"Senior Brother Gu, we meet again. ”

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

"Shixin, I always thought you were dead. I didn't expect you, I didn't expect you to be alive, still alive...... So young! Shixin, what can you do to keep you from getting old, from dying? Right? You must have something to do, otherwise you wouldn't be like this. Tell me, tell me!"

Shaken by Gu Mingkun, looking at the old face that was already bruised and obviously didn't have much to do, Li Shixin hooked the corners of his mouth.

From the beginning of the high-profile announcement to participate in this drama award to attract Gu Mingkun's attention, to the later rehearsal performance of "Twelve Citizens" to give the National High Procuratorate film and television adaptation rights, and then to use Hui Yan Dan in the live broadcast to show his young state......

All kinds of arrangements are just for this moment!

Seeing Gu Mingkun's sickly, old, distorted face with a desire to live and return to youth, Li Shixin smiled.

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

With the wiping of the wet wipes, Yu Ji's noodles were wiped off one by one.

Li Shixin's old face, which had lost the blessing of Huiyan Dan as early as the last scene of the drama, gradually appeared in front of Gu Mingkun!

Seeing the face that was not called old, but still wrinkled, and did not look much younger than himself, Gu Mingkun's eyes widened.

As if an invisible sledgehammer had struck him head-on in the air, he slumped down in his chair and swayed.

"How so, how so?"

He clutched his heart and muttered.

A pair of eyes turned from euphoria to ashes, and his face was full of despair after the complete collapse of hope.

"Senior Brother Gu, how can there be anyone in this world who can avoid aging and death? ”

Li Shixin made up for it.

Drip!

Receive an additional [Despair] cheer value, 566 points!

"Huh?"

Seeing Gu Mingkun with a dead face, Li Shixin raised his eyebrows.

"I seem to have heard that there is a secret to avoiding aging and making people live longer. ”

"What is it?!"

Gu Mingkun's gloomy face immediately returned to some brilliance, and he raised his head suddenly.

"The heart is right, the heart is kind, and the openness is ...... Worthy of my heart!"

Li Shixin grinned.

"It's a pity, Senior Brother Gu. Fifty years ago, you tricked me into handing over all of my teacher's writings to you, and then persecuted my teacher and sent me to the cowshed that night...... And he threw away all these four things. ”

Drip!

Receive a cheer for [Fury], 688 points!

Facing Li Shixin's play, Gu Mingkun trembled violently.

After losing hope of immortality, he came to his senses.

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

"Shixin, forty-six years. Do you think that today you have performed a drama that I don't know what to call and that you can move me after such a battle? What is your current identity and what is my current identity? Do you think this game you have worked so hard to set up will be useful? It is true that I am about to die, but I will be stamped on the day I die. Listen to my brother's advice and go home. Take care of your days and reincarnate in the next life. ”

"Grandpa doesn't! He's still live!"

Touch!

The door of the variety hall was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and as several bodyguard-like men fell to the ground by inertia, Gu Qiangqiang and Gu Lili, who finally broke through the obstacles, rushed into the variety hall.

Grabbing the mobile phone on the screen that was the scene of the variety hall, Gu Lili shouted in a panic.

Drip!

Receive a cheer with [Fear] attached, 688 points!

With Gu Lili's loud shout, Gu Mingkun was stunned.

"Senior brother, times have changed. ”

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

"Three million people heard what you just said online, is the senior brother surprised?

Drip!

Received Cheer with [Hatred] [Fury], 832 points!

Looking at Li Shixin's smug gaze, Gu Mingkun blushed and gritted his teeth.

Skimming the anxious Gu Qiangqiang and Gu Lili, Gu Mingkun's face changed in the next second.

With some regret, with some melancholy, he sighed.

"So what? That doesn't mean anything. You say that I persecuted the teacher, and I don't completely deny that. But in that environment, everyone was just trying to protect themselves. I was only forced by the situation to do so. At that time, I also tried to protect the teacher in my own way, but unfortunately, he did not survive in the end. I am also very sad and sorry for the death of my teacher. ”

"But. ”

He raised his eyebrows, "You say that I have misappropriated the teacher's writings and sent you to the NP, this is all nonsense! Shixin, I know that you are concerned about the teacher's death and have resentment in your heart when you receive persecution, but don't think of me as so unbearable." In the midst of that catastrophe, we ...... In fact, they are all victims. ”

Looking at Gu Mingkun's actor-level performance, Li Shixin sneered and laughed.

"Senior brother, do you know why the teacher didn't give you those things in the first place?"

“......”

Under Gu Mingkun's gaze with strong curiosity, Li Shixin took off his costume.

"He once said that you are not right-minded, all the efforts you have made, all the looks you have made, are to make you climb higher and live better. You don't like acting, and you don't even understand drama. ”

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

"He's really right, you really don't understand drama. You can't even see the minimum character performance, the foreshadowing and buttons of the plot. ”

"What do you mean?"

With Gu Mingkun's question, Yuan Cheng, who had been sitting on the judges' bench with his back to him, slowly stood up.

"I can prove it. ”

"Xiao Chengzi?"

With a puzzled gaze, Gu Mingkun frowned.

Yuan Cheng turned around, took out an object from his arms, and held it into the air.

"This is the letter of commitment you asked me to sign at the beginning, a letter of commitment to keep the teacher's legacy confidential. ...... above this It's your Gu Mingkun's handwriting. ”

Looking at Yuan Cheng, whose arms trembled slightly with excitement, Gu Mingkun froze.

"I originally thought that the teacher's legacy would allow me to enjoy the glory and praise of my dreams. But when I enjoyed these things, I realized that it was a kind of torment! Every time others praised my achievements, it was like a big ear scraper hitting me in the face! Senior brother, did this letter of commitment give me more than 40 years of glory? No, he gave me more than 40 years of suffering! I am old, and I have had enough. I just want to live my life as I am, 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 look of understanding.

At the gate, a group of people dressed in prosecutor's uniforms 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 leader, the prosecutor with flour on his face, strode in front of Gu Mingkun.

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

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

"Hmm......"

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Looking at Gu Mingkun, who was spitting blood and falling on the chair, and seeing that the interpupillary distance began to dilute, Li Shixin turned off the live broadcast microphone and leaned down.

The four yellow charms in his arms were quietly pasted under his ribs, and at the same time, he put his face next to Gu Mingkun's ears.

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

"It's okay to die, and you deserve to die. ”

"But you'll have to watch the things you stole and give them back in the same way. You have to look at the face that you've fought for all your life, and in the end all that's left is spit. Only then can you die. ”

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

"Senior brother, in this world...... I'm afraid it's not that cheap!"

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

They know.

Gu Jia...... Finished!