Fei Liluo's hand was tightly on the phone, if the police bullet from the Gudang police station couldn't suppress these troublemakers, she would have to ask someone else to maintain order.

"Let me out, I'll deal with those people personally. Arrange a few more people around me. Gu Mojie said, pulled a pair of medical crutches, so as not to stress the left leg that had just stopped bleeding, and got up and walked out.

Feliro couldn't stop her, so she had to call a few Hatsune staff to surround the boss. In her original idea, this kind of thing is best handled by the public family.

"I knew you were a beast! Look at me if I don't ...... today" Bian Hongbing saw Gu Mojie showing his head, and was about to rush over, but was stopped by two policemen with batons. I saw that his N-like braided hair was flicking around, but he was quite artistic.

"Shut up! Bian Hongbing, don't worry about my affairs! A female voice came from the opposite door, very weak, not loud, but very firm, and it actually shocked Bian Hongbing at once.

"Wanqing, you're awake!"

"Wanqing is not your name, please call Wen Wanqing." Wen Wanqing's face was terribly pale, and after saying a word, she stopped paying attention to Bian Hongbing, turned to the policeman who was maintaining order next to her, and said, "Comrade policeman, I confess - I deliberately injured this case." That sprayer is just my auxiliary tool, so it has nothing to do with sexual assault. Please, get rid of these troublemakers. Mr. Gu is innocent. ”

"You ......" Bian Hongbing was still full of righteous indignation just now, and suddenly became like a deflated ball. The point is that he can't figure it out, Gu Mojie has hurt Wen Wanqing like this. Why did the plot develop like this? Why did you stand out for the beauty, but in exchange for this end?

The style of painting is wrong!

Of course, it is also a shame that Bian Hongbing, a vote, does not care about science and technology news. Nor does it care about the news in the corporate world. I don't know who the boss of Hatsune Company is, and I don't know Gu Mojie. Otherwise, if they are emboldened to make trouble, they will have to weigh and weigh.

The bitter master has said it, of course, the police will no longer show mercy. Bian Hongbing and the others did not have a high force value, after all, they were painters, and they were not martial arts beasts of the sports school, so they were quickly driven out.

Gu Mojie was on crutches. Helplessly, he glanced at Wen Wanqing, who was also on crutches, and the two looked at each other speechless for a few seconds. Gu Mojie didn't see any guilt in the other party's eyes, let alone gratitude or admiration. In short, I didn't see any emotion.

Gu Mojie was actually a little flustered, lowered his eyes, and said, "Thank you." ”

After saying that, he regretted it and felt that there was ambiguity in his words. Quickly added: "I just said." Thank you for not framing me. It's not anything else. We are all the same. ”

"Don't you wonder why I didn't frame you? If you want to know, let me go in and talk. ”

Gu Mojie reflexively shrank back: "Again?!" ”

Wen Wanqing smiled sadly: "I'm like this, what else can I do with you?" If you don't worry, let Sister Junjun and this sister accompany you, don't be afraid. ”

Gu Mojie hurriedly denied: "Of course I'm not afraid. ”

……

A few minutes later, in an intensive care unit, three beds were pushed, and the backs of the beds were rocked at an angle. So that people are half-lying. Gu Mojie's seat was in the middle, and Lu Wenjun was against the door. Wen Wanqing is by the window. Fei Liluo moved a chair and sat between Gu Mojie and Wen Wanqing's beds, still with a look of caution on her face.

Wen Wanqing was still holding a hanging bottle.

"I don't frame you because I know that even if I frame you, at best, it will give you a little freedom and restriction for a while. I have no grievances with you, and this kind of meaningless thing will not be done.

The reason why I want to kill you is to prevent certain technologies from being developed too quickly, so that too many artists will lose their jobs soon. It is also to prevent you from using any unscrupulous and undisciplined methods, and doing all the tricks such as swiping bad movies and cheating subsidies again, which will harm the entire industry.

To do this, it is only possible if you die. So, I will only do what can make you die. If you can't die, it just makes your life more uncomfortable, so why bother. ”

Even Gu Mojie sighed when he heard it, she was really a girl with a strong sense of purpose.

Are artists so extreme? But think about it, poets mostly commit suicide.

Gu Cheng will hang himself, Haizi will still lie on the rails, Yukio Mishima will still have a caesarean section, and Yasunari Kawabata will swallow a gas pipe.

Especially the people who won the Nobel Prize in Literature, if you don't finally commit suicide, you are embarrassed to say that you are the Nobel Prize winner in literature.

The history of the development of the animation industry has too deep a deep cultural imprint of the mud bombardment. As a girl who has been immersed in it for many years, and has no love experience, hobbies and artistic pursuits are all she has in life, such a person, occasionally emotionally unstable, it is really normal.

Gu Mojie secretly warned himself: In the future, he must not talk to unfamiliar artists, it is too dangerous.

Gu Mojie was caught in emotion, but Fei Liluo was not, her mind was very sharp, and she immediately grasped a question:

"But if you were planning to kill Applejack in the first place, why would you talk to him so much to keep him on his mind? Why don't you choose to continue to gain his trust and wait until the time is right. At the moment, it seems that your IQ should easily come up with that. ”

Wen Wanqing listened to Fei Liluo's keen question and glanced at the other party, which was also the first time she had carefully observed Fei Liluo.

The night before, Wen Wanqing had just met Lu Wenjun, and now she had met Fei Liluo. The quality of the women around Gu Mojie was basically figured out by Wen Wanqing.

I saw Wen Wanqing pause slightly, and replied: "Originally, I also thought about slowly lurking down and winning Brother Jie's trust before I started." But in the past two days of contact, I can see that he has not been conquered by my appearance at all.

I've seen too many boys with dead skin sticking to their faces, and what kind of behavior does a boy have to prove that he has a crush on you, I can't know that his performance is completely inconsistent with that situation.

The reason why I can still ask someone out alone today is because I still have too many secrets on my body to hang his appetite. If he had clarified all the doubts today, there should not be such a chance next time. I tried to persuade him to change his mind, but unfortunately I couldn't. So, I had to do it hastily. ”

Fei Liluo didn't know Gu Mojie's opinion of Wen Wanqing, so she didn't expect this possibility. Hearing what the party said, Fei Liluo turned her head to look at Gu Mojie, wanting to verify it with her eyes. Gu Mojie nodded slightly, indicating that this was indeed the case.

People like Gu Mojie are not so easy to make an appointment alone. Wen Wanqing is very keen-eyed at this point.

"It turns out that Applejack is really not confused by the other party's appearance, so the other party is not confident that he can make an appointment next time......" Fei Liluo and Lu Wenjun both thought like this in their hearts, their faces turned slightly red, and they were quite happy.

My man is principled when it comes to women, and every woman will be happy.

Feliro and Lu Wenjun were there to take care of themselves and do beautiful things, but Gu Mojie took over the conversation.

I saw him get up with a cane, sat on Wen Wanqing's hospital bed, next to Wen Wanqing, and stretched out his hand to brush her black long straight.

"Do you think that by killing me, you can thwart the progress of science and technology in this field? If it can be done, I don't mind letting you kill it once. The problem is, it's useless. Can you please stop being so aggressive? ”

Wen Wanqing burst into tears, turned her face to the side, faced out of the window, and stubbornly angry: "Is it useful, you don't count what you say!" ”

Gu Mojie felt that the woman was really a little pitiful, searched his stomach and thought about the materials for a while, and said compassionately: "Handmade weaving used to be an art, but the shuttle and ......"

"Don't give the example of such a dirty industry! That's different! Wen Wanqing shouted hysterically, and then burst into tears, "You can obviously rely on your talent to become a generation of masters, why should you be willing to be a businessman!" Your IQ, your talent, if you worked in the right direction, could have been written into the history of art, why! ”

Gu Mojie knew that the other party had suddenly encountered a great change, and it was difficult to twist hard all of a sudden, so he could only wait quietly for the other party to finish venting. Seeing that Wen Wanqing's emotions had passed, he no longer sobbed, and he also brewed his words.

"Okay, I was wrong, I don't give an example from the industry, I'll give an example from the art world - you told me in the afternoon about the Sundance Film Festival, saying that the Americans have independent film festivals, and they will leave a last pure land for art films and other non-commercial productions - and we in Qiantang originally had such a pure land for the development of the animation industry, but it was a black businessman like me who brushed up bad films, smashed the subsidy policy, and turned the table up, and as a result, no one had to eat - you said so at the time, right?"

"Yes."

"Well, you don't deny that the film industry is a kind of art."

"No denial." When answering this question, Wen Wanqing was already a little sensitive, and her eyes rolled slightly, trying to see Gu Mojie's conspiracy.

Gu Mojie didn't mind that the other party wanted to calculate him, so he continued to ask: "Okay, the film industry is more similar to animation, let's use movies as an example - do you think Chaplin is a master of art films, or a master of commercial films?" ”

Wen Wanqing hesitated for a moment, and replied fairly: "This, it's not easy to distinguish." After all, before Fellini and Bergman, there was no concept of art films, but I admit that Chaplin was a master of cinematic art. ”

Gu Mojie did not leave any gaps, persuading and chasing after him layer by layer: "Then do you know how Chaplin stood in the position of a master of silent film art and opposed sound film technology?" Forget it, I don't sell it either. Chaplin's reasoning at the time was:

Cinema is an art of expressive expression. The actor should use a raised hand, a throw, an expression, and a verve to convey the notes of that art to the audience. Instead of relying on lines to speak directly from the heart like a humble drama. Movies are the last pure land of expression, and they should not be tarnished by vulgarity - do you feel that Chaplin in the face of sound movies is very similar to you in the face of animation in the new engine era? ”

Wen Wanqing's expression showed a painful struggle.

"Am I really wrong? Did I do something stupid? No, ......" (To be continued.) )