"I think this guy has changed," Chris said slowly, "he wouldn't have come to my rescue before." ”

"yes, I feel that way, this guy really has the flavor of a revolutionary right now, and I hope he can play a positive and positive role. Maybe one day we'll really have to defend this guy. Edward shook his head.

"What? You don't want to? ”

Edward said in a firm tone, "Of course not, this guy is a poor ghost, do you want to use the leaves as legal fees?" ”

"This guy, although I think this group of civil rights people is a mess, but I really have to admit that they are full of shining points, love, equality, freedom, and the beautiful virtues advocated by these founding fathers can only be seen in these guys now." Capitol Hill and the White House are really ......"

"It's like Bergman's office," Edward shrugged.

Chris was puzzled: "Bergman's office? ”

"Oh, you haven't been, although that place can be seen to be magnificent, but when you walk in, you will feel eerie and full of rancid smell, especially the brass goalball handle is delicate and beautiful, but when it is writhing, there is always a creepy sound, which makes people very uncomfortable, and Bergman does not know whether it is to save electricity or to play tricks, he always does not like to turn on the lights."

Edward looked confused: "Imagine a very large office, mostly in the dark, only a lamp on his desk, and dark curtains most of the day......"

"Classic Rembrandt lighting, your hooked nose will look extraordinarily large and hideous under that light source......"

"Well, who's to say it's not?" Edward was frustrated, "Probably they think it gives people a sense of majesty?" However, my lord, times have changed! ”

"Yes, times have changed, but a lot of things are still the same" Chris is a little sad "like racism"

"Well, Hansen's group has a lot of problems, but they really don't have that rotten smell, there's no discrimination within their group," Chris continued, "It's just a joke, the mainstream social concept of wealth creation is rotten, and this group of wealth-consuming guys are full of vitality and ideals. ”

Edward didn't make a sound, just took a sip of Coke ginger tea, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Live with you today, go back to school tomorrow, and then continue to submit resumes and interview ......"

"Listen to me, go to the law or the government."

"No, blacks should not rely on handouts, but on their own standings. I will face numerous failures, but not without meaning, and I will write them all out so that the citizens of the whole country can see how serious the condition of the United States is under the gloss! ”

Chris slammed his fist on the coffee table, "Black people, who make up 15% of the country, are still discriminated against, but the methods of discrimination are more subtle and shameless, and someone has to stand up and expose it." ”

"But ......"

"Ed, there's nothing but! I know you're thinking about me. But, if you think about it, as a black person, how can I sit back and enjoy the government's 'green lane' when I see Hansen and his partners protesting for equality? ”

"These 'green channels' are also the result of the efforts of people like Malcolm, Dr. King, and the Black Panthers!"

Chris stood up, his tall figure and serious face, as awe-inspiring as a god, which made people involuntarily awe "God has given me a smart mind and hard work, I can't just use it for myself, I want to fight for my fellow people." ”

"I have my way of fighting!"

Edward was speechless, stood up, and hugged the other party, "Remember, don't carry things alone, we are buddies, I will always support you, and everyone will tell me if you lack money." To be honest, I don't have much interest in politics. But you're a buddy, you know! I don't want anything to happen to you! OK?”

"Hey," Chris grinned, looking very moved.

"Good buddy, I'm hungry now, get me a shrimp egg rice, and ask the egg to be fried to have a mirror effect, otherwise the taste will not be good......"

"Die, don't you see that I can't straighten my waist? You're a little bit human, okay? The takeaway phone is behind the door, yes, it's just under the sign of 'Legal Clinic', so you can call what you want to eat! I'm going to sleep! ”

Edward snorted and went upstairs, but fell down the road because of his weak legs.

Chris didn't care, he called and ordered fried chicken, took out a bottle of Coke from the froper, unscrewed the lid and sat on the couch, looking at Edward like a work of art, lying down the stairs with his head and feet......

It was now customary for Edward to chat with Roseberg after his constitutional law class, and then the two of them would go back to her office to discuss the case.

Yes, seminar.

Rustberg originally used this case to guide Edward how to deal with those amazing and cumbersome cases, and by the way, she cultivated this kid into a noble bourgeois fighter who originally meant to play for Millican's law, but after this period of running-in, she was surprised to find that she had dug up the treasure, and this bastard boy was simply a natural lawyer.

Lawyers are said to be a high-IQ profession, but in fact, people with moderate intelligence can do the job well if they are diligent enough.

More than 80 per cent of the cases can be found in the legal compilation and various historical precedents.

Sometimes, cases that happened 200 years ago can win a lot of applause in court with just a slight change in the defense.

And the remaining 20 percent, it's all about talent, and that's the case in any industry, and sometimes a brilliant guy can solve a problem that has plagued a group of people for years, like that Beth Harmon woman, and that's very unfair.

But in the kingdom of God, everyone is accustomed to it.

Those who are favored by God become children of destiny, and can justifiably receive all kinds of priorities, and in return these people must also work hard to prove that their talents are useful, and they are born for the remaining twenty percent of the problems.

Rustberg felt more and more that as long as he guided him well, it was not impossible to cultivate a future federal high court official.

After class today, the other students, including Cilieri, have already consciously left quickly.

Edward watched Rushberg eagerly pack up the handouts, and took out the book from his satchel and handed it over: "Here, this is Lovecraft's novella "Mountains of Madness", the long one will eat up your precious time, and the one that is too short will not show the author's style." Anyway, this novella is just right. Perfect for someone who is in contact with him for the first time. ”