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Broadcast Road A1, RTHK Studio, 17:00.

Zhou Huimin received the phone connection and said with a smile, "Today's show is about to end, and now we will answer the call of the last enthusiastic listener...... Hey, hello listener, are you there, how can I help you?"

"Director Wu, I'm your fan. I watched your new one, and the movie is wonderful. ”

A slightly flirtatious voice came from the other side of the phone, "But I just have a question, I don't know if I should say it or not......

"My, a movie fan? Wu Xiaozu smiled faintly.

"I found that the depiction of the underworld in the movie is very deep-rooted in the marrow, as if I really know the underworld.

As far as I know, there was a Gu Chao boy named Wu Xiaozu in the Hesheng community, who did all kinds of evil, and was finally sentenced to 4 years in prison. I just got out of prison this year, I don't know Director Wu, do you recognize this old boy named Wu Xiaozu?"

The person on the other side of the phone continued sarcastically, "If a crazy boy makes a movie and tells people how a word should be born, I don't know if it counts as teaching bad children?"

"Excuse me sir, we ......"

Zhou Huimin hurriedly answered, and before she could finish speaking, Wu Xiaozu grabbed the microphone and protected the hang up button. He shook his head at Zhou Huimin.

"You-"

Zhou Huimin stomped her feet angrily, stood up and waved her hand outside, but saw her producer Wei Shufang standing outside the glass cover with an excited face and gesturing, signaling her to continue to cooperate with Wu Xiaozu.

"I know the Wu Xiaozu you talked about very well, because that is me. ”

The "March of Youth" was already very popular on Hong Kong Island, and many listeners who were listening to the radio at the moment suddenly became excited, and there was a kind of excitement to explore the secret.

"Come on, come and listen, the director of this shooting turned out to be from the old boy, and now he is being questioned!"

"Wow, the big guy is the director!?"

"The old boy who just got out of prison?

Countless bored people call for friends, and constantly invite friends around them to listen to the radio together. It was the first time they had heard such novel news. RTHK Radio 2's listening rate soared at this moment.

If he was in the mainland, the phone call would have been hung up a long time ago, but on Hong Kong Island, where there is no bottom line under the guise of "speech and purpose," this phone call is directly used as a means of profit by the media.

Every time this kind of live broadcast "accident" appears, it will cause a big sensation!

"Wait a minute - master, don't change the table!"

A middle-aged man and woman in a taxi driving to the airport hurriedly stopped the taxi driver from changing the station and listened attentively to the announcement in the car.

Wu Xiaozu!

The name was all too familiar to her!

…

Tsim Sha Tsui, phone booth, 17:03.

"Wow, I didn't expect Director Wu to shoot it to be really a troubled boy......"

Hua Ji wore a windbreaker, leaning on the phone booth, changing the hand holding the phone, and sneering on his face, "A guy who was released from prison actually made a movie about the boy, it's really yours, Director Wu!

Good things don't go out, but evil things go a thousand miles.

At this moment, many listeners who listened to the radio listened with great interest, some friends called friends, and some family members called family. In just a few minutes, the listening rate of this "live broadcast" radio call rose in a straight line, which made Wei Shufang, who was guarding outside the recording room, extremely excited.

"Old Dou, come and listen, the old boy is making a movie and being exposed!" a young man ran into the house with a radio and shouted to call the family.

Schools, companies and other places where young people gather Originally, only sporadic people chose to listen to the "March of Youth" because of "Zhou Huimin", but at this moment, it attracted many people who did not listen to the radio.

When encountering this kind of thing, Hong Kong people like to join in the fun. It's better for them to have news that doesn't matter to them and is interesting. Let them really do something, they don't dare, but they stand by and watch, and they are all very good.

In the recording room, Wu Xiaozu sat quietly in front of the recording station and heard what the other party said. His eyelids drooped, the corners of his mouth pursed slightly, and he said lightly with a hint of reminiscence and calmness:

"When I shoot, it's about choice. It's also an allusion to my own life. I don't know if any listeners have ever seen this movie, maybe you did, maybe you didn't. The gentleman who called should not have seen it. Wu Xiaozu's voice had a calm and calm taste, which suppressed the original rippling impetuous atmosphere at once.

"August 18, 1982. I voluntarily surrendered to the police for slashing someone. Jail number 20170827. Four years in prison, released from prison. I went to work at a convenience store, and on the third day, my boss told me, you can go. I asked why, and he said big guy, you have a criminal record, I don't want to get into trouble......" Wu Xiaozu said this, and quietly hung up the other party's phone.

"I'm going to drive a taxi again, yes, just like Brother Howe. It's a pity that I haven't met a kind person like Uncle Jian. I'm unemployed again. Whew—"

"I changed 23 jobs, and every time I heard that I was someone with a criminal record, they would let me leave. My friend told me that you must remember to hide it, otherwise you won't find a job. I wondered, doesn't this society have the slightest trust? I don't believe in evil and continue to wander......

I don't understand, is this society really not allowed people to make mistakes? Is it really impossible to give people who make mistakes a way to live?" Wu Xiaozu's voice was hoarse, as if a knife was scraping the vocal cords, which made people cry and feel sad when they heard it.

"I was told that Hong Kong Island is a place full of dreams, full of freedom, and if you are willing to work hard, you will succeed.

I believe it!

I firmly believe that the mistakes I made have paid the price, and now I just want to change and live well.

I don't want to be a dwarf mule for the rest of my life.

I don't want my cub to tell anyone in the future that he is a dwarf mule!

I don't want to have a parent-teacher meeting, and the teacher pestles my son on the forehead and scolds: "Your father is a dwarf mule, you are a little dwarf mule!

"Why?

The two sentences of why silenced many listeners in front of the radio, and they seemed to see the image of a man who had made a mistake but turned back as a prodigal son.

Wu Xiaozu affectionately asked the microphone, "Why can't this society give people like me who have made mistakes and walked the wrong path a decent way to live?

Yes, I've been a Tricky Boy, but I've changed my ways! I want to be a good person!

Why did my boss sneer at me as soon as he heard that I had been a prisoner? You tell me, why?" Wu Xiaozu sniffed, and the crying in his nose spread throughout thousands of households.

"I made my first film, called, because I was a dwarf mule and was boycotted. I'm down......

Today, I made my second movie, and you came to force me again, do you want me to die, are you willing?"

Wu Xiaozu couldn't control himself, crying, his voice revealed despair, despair conveyed perseverance, and perseverance was still a bit of nostalgia for the world.

This stinky and shameless self moved himself!

"Could it be that the millions of people on Hong Kong Island really can't tolerate those of us who have made mistakes?"

"Who hasn't done one or two bad things in life? Who hasn't owed one or two emotional debts?

No matter how clean the white shirt is, it will turn yellow after wearing it for a long time, not to mention those of us ordinary people who have wried in the dirty world, endured hardships, broken hearts, and made mistakes?"

"Life is full of choices, and I've missed them. Now I'm starting all over again, and I'm choosing to mend my ways. So I sat down on the radio and told my story to everyone. I don't mind if you still look down on us ordinary people who have made mistakes! But I—we—don't look down on ourselves!"

Wu Xiaozu grasped the microphone as soon as he grasped it, and his voice was full of perseverance, "You look down on yourself, no one can be strong for you! Life is only a few decades in the world, don't care too much about other people's opinions, be brave to be yourself! As long as you do something that is beneficial to society, just be bold to do it-"

"Whew-"

A roaring cry of a train sounded, startling Wu Xiaozu.

Zhou Huimin lay on the recording table, her shoulders trembling and crying.

She was crying, and some of the people who were listening to the radio at the moment had their eyes wet.

Who doesn't make some mistakes in their lives? On Hong Kong Island, the total number of Troubled Boys on the list exceeds hundreds of thousands or millions. Wu Xiaozu's last sentence moved them very much.

"Don't cry, it's not pretty. ”

Wu Xiaozu took a tissue and handed it to Zhou Huimin, "When you want to cry, you raise your head proudly, because in this way the tears will flow back." ”

"Wow - woo woo woo ......"

When Zhou Huimin heard Wu Xiaozu's words, he collapsed directly, tears welled up, and his cry was sad. Her crying was more contagious than Wu Xiaozu's. It has spread to thousands of households.

When Wu Xiaozu walked out of the recording studio, the whole person walked and bent over, as if he had lost the spirit of his whole body. All the staff stood up and looked at him, and everyone's eyes were filled with an unknown glint in them.

"Slow down-" Zhou Huimin suddenly ran over, hugged Wu Xiaozu, tears flowed down, and moved, "I said it so well, I don't cry-" said without crying, but the tears flowed down desperately.

Wu Xiaozu nodded fiercely, turned around and hugged Zhou Huimin and cried bitterly. At this moment, the young lady next door felt that she was extraordinarily majestic, and her motherhood Guan Hui increased exponentially.

…

Tsim Sha Tsui, phone booth. 5:15 p.m.

“？”

Hua Ji held the phone, looking confused.

"Pu, your mother, think you can hang up my phone? Hmph, be a director, I'll make you embarrassed in front of the whole Hong Kong!"

He didn't hear Wu Xiaozu's broadcast, but he felt that this incident would definitely hit Wu Xiaozu hard. At the very least, this one must hit the streets!

This was the most insidious trick he had come up with the idea of an old boy! In his opinion, this trick was enough to make Wu Xiaozu step on the ground and it would be difficult to turn over.

"When you come out to mix, in addition to being willing to fight for your life, you also need to know how to eat your brain. ”

Hua Ji sneered in the direction of the theater, took out another coin with a proud gaze, and pressed his finger to "999".

"Toot ......"

As soon as the phone rang, he heard someone knocking on the phone booth next to him, and then two people took out their police signs and shook them in front of him.

"Now I'm suing you on suspicion of organizing triad activities! Instigating others to plant bombs and endanger public safety. Oh yes, and there are fake cases now!" a stout plainclothes guy smiled at the chicken.

Not far away, Luo Liang looked at his brother-in-law and shared bicycle owner with a camera: his brother-in-law, he was relieved to take away an old boy.

I wondered if I would take advantage of my brother-in-law to handle the case, and then secretly ride his car-aunt.

Thinking of this, he yawned, got into the car and left.

…

Tsim Sha Tsui Cinema, office.

Jiang Zhiqiang sat on the sofa and sat upright.

"Father's ......"

The slightly chubby Jiang Zuyi held the teacup, stroked the tea with the lid of the cup, blew the tea leaves, and took a sip of tea.

"In the future, you can manage the company's business more. Jiang Zuyi said calmly, "When you are old, you young people have to make way." ”

"Big Brother ......"

"He's in charge of the selection of Western films. ”

Jiang Zuyi determined the status of the two brothers in the family. Speaking of this, he raised his head again and said softly, "Movies are business. It doesn't matter if you have a thick face and a black heart, but it's easy to bump into a ghost when you walk too much at night...... In the end, you have to be upright in doing business. ”

"Yes. Jiang Zhiqiang nodded.

"Knock knock—"

Xiang Shengsi stood in front of the door with a spring breeze on his face and knocked lightly on the open door.

"I'm sorry, I made an appointment with Director Wu. ”

Jiang Zhiqiang's face changed, and when he saw his father looking over, he explained in Jiang Zuyi's ear.

"Haha, it turned out to be Mr. Xiang, please come in...... Ah Qiang, don't make tea for Mr. Xiang yet. Jiang Zuyi stood up with a friendly smile, "I didn't expect Mr. Xiang to come in person, forgive me for not being able to meet ...... from afar."

"President Jiang is polite. ”

Xiang Sheng called out Jiang Zuyi's name as soon as he said a word, and said with a light smile, "It's just that I'm not invited." As he spoke, he raised his wrist and looked at the time, "I think Director Wu should be coming back from the show." I just listened to Director Wu's speech in the car, and I was deeply moved. I didn't expect Director Wu to have such a wealth of work experience......"

Xiang Sheng was skeptical of Wu Xiaozu's words. Although he was suspicious, he felt that what Wu Xiaozu said should be a half-truth. How does he know Wu Xiaozu's temperament!

Jiang Zuyi and Jiang Zhiqiang, father and son, glanced at each other, feeling as if they had missed something.

At the same time, the news of the oral telephone accident was like a piece of fat, which instantly attracted the attention of many media reporters, and these guys were like sharks smelling blood, swarming in.

TVB and RTHK were the first to react, and then the newspaper offices that broadcast the channel were also blocked. I have to say that Director Wu's location has given these media the greatest convenience.

Therefore, before Wu Xiaozu left the Radio and Television Building, there were seven or eight reporters waiting outside for a long time, and as time went by, there would naturally be more and more media. At this moment, Wu Xiaozu is waiting for the incident to ferment on the radio.