Yun Xiang ignored them.

"You just came to fight, you are very rampant, go!

"They beat me, I was just in self-defense. ”

"When we're stupid, it's not you who lies on the ground. One person took out the handcuffs and cuffed Yun Xiang's hands, "Let's go!"

was escorted by the two of them into a small black room of only five or six square meters, and the whole black room was empty, and there was not even a bed.

As soon as the two closed the door, they pulled out the spring stick from their waists, and they didn't even say hello, they slapped it hard at Yun Xiang, Yun Xiang wanted to fight back, but when he thought that they were policemen, his charges would be even more unclear if he fought back, so he had no choice but to be at the mercy of them.

If you can't do it, pretend to be dizzy, after being beaten by the two of them, Yun Xiang's eyelids rolled and he fainted.

"Damn, I'm tired, this kid is really resistant to beating!" said the two sweatingly.

"Wake him up and fight again. ”

"Ask the director, if you are killed, there will be scars on your body, and it is difficult to explain. ”

After the two closed the door, Yun Xiang opened his eyes, it turned out that it was instructed by the director, this Li family is really powerful, and even the detention center has bought it.

If this is the case, don't blame yourself for being rude, Yun Xiang's eyes shot a cold glint.

Until the evening, no one came over, and no one brought him water and food, but how could Yunxiang be stumped, he asked Qinglin to send him a few small and beautiful grilled fish from Linghai Lake, and ate it with relish.

Xiaomei knew the reason for the matter, and scolded Lu Wushuang fiercely, "Unthankful! Brother Yun will not pay attention to her in the future." ”

"She may have something unspeakable. "Yun Xiang doesn't like to think of people in a bad light, not to mention that he has a feeling of affection for Lu Wushuang.

"Brother Yun is in love with her, she treats you like this, you are still looking at her!" Xiaomei looked angry.

"What are you talking about! She is a very innocent girl, it must be the Li family who threatened her, I will investigate this matter clearly. ”

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"Dad, what's going on with Yunxiang?"

"I sent someone to ask, but it's really not easy. ”

"Do you also believe that Yunxiang deliberately hurt people because he was jealous?"

"Of course I don't believe it, but the human and material evidence is there, and the most important thing is that the parties also say the same. ”

She shook Ming Shixun and said, "Dad, you're the mayor, don't the police listen to you?"

"You also know, our family used to be in Beijing, but after your grandfather retired, we moved here, these years to do business, politics is no longer involved, like me is the mayor of our Ming family is the only one, and this matter involves the Li family, they are headquartered in Shangjing, their family has people in politics in Shangjing, our family is still far from them, so, I, the mayor, they will not sell my face. ”

Mingxi said gloomily: "Then what should I do? Is Brother Yun really going to prison?"

"At present, the only way is for the Li family to withdraw the lawsuit, but I heard that Li Bin is seriously injured, and they probably won't give up. ”

"I'll do this!" An old voice sounded, and when the two looked at it, they saw Ming Haifeng walking into the living room tremblingly on crutches and being helped by two servants.

"Grandpa, why did you get out. ”

"Yes, Dad, it's important for you to rest now. ”

"Rest! Rest......" Ming Haifeng snorted coldly: "My life-saving benefactor was arrested and imprisoned, do you think I'm embarrassed to rest?!"

"Dad, I'm trying my best to do it, it's just a little tricky. ”

"You forgot about me, although I am no longer in Beijing, but I still have a few old friends, I fight my old face to rescue Yunxiang's children, Shixun, immediately arrange a car, I will go to Beijing overnight, I want to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with a few of my old friends tomorrow. ”

"Dad, your body hasn't recovered yet, so don't run around tiredly. ”

"Without Yunxiang's child's treatment, how can I stand here and talk to you today, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and arrange the car, I'll take Yunxiang's child's elixir to go there. ”

"Alright then, Dad, if you need to bring some gifts to see an old friend, I'll prepare them for you. ”

"Take the decades-old Yantai wine that our family has stored on ten jars, and take my old photo album as well. ”

"Yes, Father. ”

Ming Haifeng looked at Mingxi gently, "Xiaoxi, don't worry, grandpa will definitely rescue Yunxiang's children." ”

Mingxi nodded vigorously, "Grandpa, I believe in you." ”

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The next day, Huayang District Detention Center.

"How's that kid?"

"I'm really puzzled, this kid doesn't eat or drink, and he's quite energetic. ”

"Tonight, get him back to Guard Room 10. ”

"Get it back, but it's ......"

He took out a packet of powdered medicine and said, "When you send it, give him a meal and mix it into his soup." ”

"The subordinates understand. ”

Liu Ming breathed a long sigh of relief, he was going to have a good holiday tonight.

In the evening of Xiangcheng University, due to the Mid-Autumn Festival party and poetry meeting in the evening, the whole campus is lit up and very lively.

The poetry meeting was mainly attended by teachers and students from the Department of Chinese Literature and some poetry lovers, so the number of people was small and the audience was not large.

The poetry conference was held in a small auditorium of the Academy of Chinese Literature, the whole auditorium was arranged with poetry and picturesqueness, the walls were hung with a variety of poems and ink paintings written with brush characters about the Mid-Autumn Festival and the moon, a huge screen in front of the hall was a pair of dynamic art photos, a round of full moon near the water, the moonlight reflected on the wrinkled lake, it looked particularly poignant.

The auditorium seats are half around the front desk, and the poetry participants sit around the stage, enclosing the stage in the middle.

In order not to conflict with the party, the poetry meeting will start at six o'clock, so that those who are interested in participating in the poetry meeting can go to watch the Mid-Autumn Festival party at eight o'clock.

A beautiful hostess walked up to the stage:

"Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone, I am the host Li Xiao, and I am very happy to host the annual Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference of Xiangcheng University.

Today, there are many poetry lovers and senior poets and writers in the industry.

Yanhuang culture has a long history. The long river of history, carrying the water of connotation culture, rolling waves, roaring, Yanhuang culture is rich and colorful, and it is unique. Yanhuang culture, broad and profound, outstanding and brilliant. Walking 300 meters of Yongdao, experiencing the vicissitudes of 10,000 years. The society has been in the past for thousands of years, the ancestors have been in a hundred generations, there have been many ups and downs, and there have been several ups and downs. The classics of the sages are as vast as a sea of smoke, remembering the long years and condensing wisps of reverie.

The essence of Yanhuang culture is poetry, there are feelings of family and country, inspirational homesickness, great mountains and rivers, and water towns in the south of the Yangtze River. Let us continue to carry forward our beautiful culture with reverence.

The following poetry conference officially began. ”

With the applause of the audience, Li Xiao said: The Mid-Autumn Festival, full of homesickness, first of all, let us invite Wang Zhou, a modern literature major in the Department of Chinese Literature, to bring "Homesickness".

At this time, a boy wearing glasses came to the stage, and he read aloud in a low voice:

Thousands of miles,

The heart of a wanderer from afar,

Pull back to your loved ones,

Hidden in the tears of my mother.

Dip into the brother's goblet,

Meet the eyes of your lover.

..................

This is a modern poem, full of strong feelings of homesickness and reunion, which is a masterpiece, and the scene resounded with warm applause.

Next, Tang Wenjie, a major in ancient literature from the Department of Chinese Literature, is invited to the stage, and he is also an original song "Smoke of the Mid-Autumn Festival". ”

"Wow! Tang Wenjie!" The girls present suddenly became agitated.

"I'm looking forward to it!" said a girl with a star in her eye.

"My Prince Charming, the ...... of my dreams"

......

Tang Wenjie walked to the front of the stage, dressed in a well-tailored casual beige suit, with long flowing hair, a smooth and fair face, revealing an angular cold handsomeness, dark and deep eyes, glowing with charming color, thick eyebrows, a tall nose, and a beautiful lip shape, all showing noble and elegant eyes.

Lone lamp

Garden Month

Leaning alone

A cigarette

Quietly

Set loneliness on fire

The poem is very short, but it describes the mood very profoundly, and everyone stood up to applaud him without sparing their applause.

Several veteran industry poets in the front row also smiled and nodded at each other, clearly satisfied with the poem.

The girls screamed and shouted his name.

He smiled faintly, he actually disdained to participate in this kind of poetry meeting, but when he heard that the water chanting cicada was also coming, he wrote a poem to participate.

Although it was improvised, it still showed his extraordinary talent, and his eyes were on the most beautiful place in the crowd.

There sat the person he cared about the most, the corners of her mouth showed a beautiful arc, and she smiled slightly, which was regarded as an appreciation for him, and he was ecstatic in his heart.

can win a smile from the beauty, and tonight is not in vain.

The works of the few people who appeared later were relatively bland and did not cause much repercussions.

Until the water cicada appeared, the scene reached a climax again, but I didn't expect the water cicada of the music department to also come, which is recognized by students as a super school flower.

The boys screamed.

The skin of the pretty face of the cicada is transparent and tender, and on the fair and moist face, the dark eyes are like two bottomless deep pools, and the pupils exude an unpredictable black shadow from time to time, which is mysterious and unpredictable.

Delicate facial features, fair skin like a thousand years of ancient jade, flawless, pale, slightly transparent, and has a cold touch.

There is always a touch of curvature on the lips, and there is a lonely poignancy in the beauty and bewitchment.

Everywhere you go, there is a fresh smell of roses, which makes people sink in......

Tang Wenjie's eyes looked at her without blinking, falling into endless indulgence.

Water chanting cicada cherry mouth light opening:

Tonight's moon

The tranquil streams spread out to the surface of the lake

Think about that proper depth

There must be a school of fish playing

Beetles and crabs let go of old grudges

became a dance partner in the autumn song

Aquatic plants and moss exchange glances

Spread the sound of frogs far away

Someone looked depressed

......

"Good poem!" everyone was infected by the poem again.

"Goddess, goddess......" the boys shouted frantically.

Tang Wenjie also stood up, applauded wildly, smiled faintly, and walked off the stage.

Tonight is not only a feast for the ears, but also an addiction for the eyes, the male gods and goddesses are all on the stage, and they will definitely brag to the students who didn't come when they go back, so that they regret going.

The highs and lows are followed by the poems, and the poetry of the remaining few people becomes boring, and finally when the last one appears, someone is ready to slap his ass and leave.

Li Xiaodao: "The last one to appear is a freshman, Chu Xiaotian from the language major of the Department of Chinese Literature, and the poem he brought today is "When is the Bright Moon in the Water Tune Song Head". ”