The news about Lao Lin being "taken away" was fleeting in the live news of Qujiang TV, and the broadcast time did not exceed 20 seconds, but after all, the stone fell into the water, no matter how small the movement was, it was impossible to be without waves.

At this time in '95, not many people were able to watch the TV news at 10 o'clock in the morning.

Either you have money and leisure, or you have leisure and just catch up with the TV set on you.

And COSCO just meets the second of these two conditions.

Since Lao Lin became famous, COSCO has been promoting one thing to the outside world.

He, COSCO, a famous calligrapher in Dongou City, vice chairman of the Dongou Calligraphers Association, a member of the Qujiang Calligraphers Association, is the only designated calligraphy teacher of Lin Guorong's only son, Lin Miao, and has just helped Lin Miao participate in an international calligraphy exhibition competition. Then, after fooling around like this, he finally increased his worth effectively, and succeeded in raising the tuition fee for new students to learn calligraphy in his little broken wooden house from 500 yuan per semester to 600 yuan, and in one fell swoop, he accepted three new apprentices in a row within a week.

Later, in order to celebrate this great victory, COSCO gritted its teeth and went to buy a small TV set that was exactly the same as the one in Jiangyang's store, as a reward and reward for his wonderful operation and hard work for so long.

A mini TV of more than ten inches is simply fashionable, fashionable, and the most fashionable in the classroom.

In the past two days, before class closes every night, COSCO has to wipe the small TV well, and take care of the TV set far more than other students except Lin Miao and Xiaoxiao. So because of this, COSCO was not tasteful, but happy enough to suddenly see the news of Lao Lin's "arrest" from the TV, and the whole person was not good in an instant.

He was surprised, then nervous, then dazed, then panicked, and then hesitant.

After turning nine twists and eighteen turns, he finally stomped his foot, turned off the TV, threw down the room full of children who were still waiting for him to correct his homework, and hurried to a nearby commissary not far away, and called a certain big man in the city who he thought of.

And the big guy, who was drinking tea and newspapers in an office of the district party committee at the time, pointed out the country with his colleagues by the way, and said that Oucheng District had a bright future. The colleagues were stunned and asked the big guy what happened, and when the big guy opened his mouth, it was shocking news: Lao Lin was "shuanggui"!

Within half an hour, the news spread throughout the six office buildings in the compound of the Oucheng District District Government, up to the office of the district party committee and district government, and down to the organization, propaganda, united front, and political and legal departments.

What did Lao Lin do? The boss actually went directly past me and arrested someone? Are you afraid that we will collude to resist censorship or what!!

And the big guy who answered COSCO's call, if his ability was only limited to Oucheng District, he would obviously not be a big guy.

At the same time as the Oucheng District Government compound was boiling, the big guy wiped his face and apologized to his colleague, and at the same time called what he thought was a higher-level big guy, so he contacted him step by step, and half an hour later, the deputy secretary general of the National Calligraphy Association, who was leading the team in Singapore, received the ultimate news like a bolt from the blue.

"Lin Guorong has overturned the case, and it is possible to shoot him at another date. ”

"What the hell is he doing?!" The deputy secretary general was crazy, "Why is he going to be shot? Murder and arson will not be shot in such a hurry! Neither the procuratorate nor the court have to go through the procedure?"

"I don't know, that's what it's said in China anyway. Qu Mi, Lin Guorong's son's award, do you want to award it to him?"

Qu Jian'an took a puff of his cigarette with a sad brow and replied, "The exhibition has begun, and the photos have been taken." Well, you go with them first...... Dongou City, right? Tell Dongou City about it, and let them deduct the medals and certificates that Lao Lin's son won first, and don't issue them first. Wait until we have the situation cleared up before making the next decision. Let the people of the Dongou City Book Association take care of their mouths, and from now on, we will ...... with Lin Guorong Keep your distance. His honorary member, you take the name off first. ”

"Okay, got it. The other end of the line hung up.

Qu Jian'an took another puff of his cigarette, his eyes were full of deep jealousy: "Damn, the deputy section level can be shot." It's only been a week since I went out, and the anti-corruption situation in China is so high?"

Coincidentally, when the Calligraphy Association received the news, in a small dilapidated building in Beijing, several old men who held the power to decide the turning point of a large group of children's lives also answered a call from unknown sources. The content of the call was a little more reliable than what Qu Jian'an heard, but it was only "a little bit". The final judges of several national primary and secondary school essay contests all looked at each other after listening to the phone call. An old man took out the list of this year's winners that had just been set yesterday and handed it to his colleague next to him, and couldn't help but sigh and shake his head.

Tuo Lao Lin has become popular recently, Lin Miao himself is enough to compete for the blessing, Lin Miao's two competition essays, all of which were selected for the final finals, and were unanimously recommended by all the judges as the first prize winners. In view of the fact that this is the first time since the establishment of the competition that a child has two entries that have won the national first prize at the same time, the judges have unprecedentedly awarded Lin Miao a national special prize.

This is one example, and there is no one before it.

"I'm seven years old, and I'm waiting for you...... Alas, what a prophecy!" the old man took the list, and felt sorry to death.

Another judge asked, "What now?"

"What can I do? If this award continues, we will be finished!" said the old man indignantly, picking up the phone on the table, and turning the dial circle with a bang.

In a moment, in the editor-in-chief room of the Dongou Daily Group Building, Ding Shaoyi took the phone.

After listening to a few words from the other end, Ding Shaoyi shouted on the spot: "Impossible! I haven't received any news here!"

As soon as the words fell, someone banged outside the door and knocked on the door.

Ding Shaoyi covered the microphone and shouted anxiously: "Come in!"

Lu Jianbo pushed the door in, his face was as ugly as paper: "Director Ding, something happened, Lao Lin was taken away by the people in the province for investigation." ”

Ding Shaoyi's hand was weak, and the words fell to the ground with a bang.

"Director Ding......" Lu Jianbo hurriedly stepped forward and picked up the microphone.

Ding Shaoyi took the phone, and before she hung up, she took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and said slowly: "Teacher, don't you be in a hurry first, can you? At least wait until the matter is settled, let's discuss what to do about this matter, okay?"

On the other side of the capital, there was a moment of silence.

"At most, for a week, the people waiting to win the prize are not ordinary children. ”

"Okay, a week. Next Sunday...... Next Monday!"

"Yes. "I hung up the phone in the capital.

Ding Shaoyi sat back in the chair.

Lu Jianbo wanted to say something, but Ding Shaoyi held his head and sent the guest off: "Old Lu, you go out first, I'll be quiet alone." ”

Lu Jianbo had nothing to say and exited the room.

After a while, Ding Shaoyi opened the drawer and pulled out a thick address book.

After rummaging for a long time, she found a phone number and called.

"Hey, hello, I'm Ding Shaoyi, editor-in-chief of Dongou Daily Publishing House, I want to ask about Guo Lao's contact number, we have something very urgent to ask for his opinion. Yes, Principal Guo Heling, eh, okay, sorry for your trouble......"