Midday.

Restaurant.

Zhou Bingkun asked Qi Peng out.

"Feng Huacheng also went to the capital and was also arrested?" Hearing Zhou Bingkun say about Feng Huacheng, Qi Peng was surprised.

"Yes, this Feng Huacheng is a troublemaker, too nonsense." Zhou Bingkun drank a glass with some unhappiness.

"Bingkun, don't be impatient. The matter in the capital is not so serious, I was not shot, I was just arrested, it was not a big deal. Qi Peng comforted.

"Also, it's not a big deal if there are no dead people." Zhou Bingkun said casually.

"However, the problem of their designation is very serious, and I am afraid that they will be held in the detention center for several years." Qi Peng also had a drink.

"Just turn it off, there's no way around it." Zhou Bingkun continued to dry the cup.

"Bingkun, I have a friend in the capital, he works in the detention center, although he can't let Feng Huacheng go, but he can still do it without being bullied." Qi Peng didn't dare to toast with Zhou Bingkun. Zhou Bingkun is almost dry a bottle by himself, and he has already drunk three or four taels.

"That's okay, this can be regarded as an explanation for my sister." Zhou Bingkun didn't care.

"By the way, Bingkun, Feng Huacheng's poem was published in "Golden Land", is it the poem you provided?"

"No, it's Guo Cheng that Shao Jingwen found, and Feng Huacheng's poems that he get."

""Golden Land" Shao Jingwen may not be able to escape prison. Guo Cheng is your father's apprentice, why is he involved in this matter? ”

"It seems that when Feng Huacheng wrote this poem, Guo Cheng was by his side, he memorized it, and then recited it to Shao Jingwen." The piece of paper with Feng Huacheng's poem written on it, although Guo Cheng didn't ask for it, he was still arrested because of this poem.

"I'm afraid Guo Cheng will also be arrested."

"Yes, Feng Huacheng's poem has made many people follow him into the detention center."

"This poem of his is good, but, alas..."There are some words, Qi Peng didn't dare to say in the restaurant.

...

Afternoon.

City Hospital.

"Jingle bell..."The phone rings.

"Hey, I'm Zhou Bingkun."

"Bingkun, there is nothing wrong with Feng Huacheng in the capital, he is a famous poet, no one bullied him in the detention center, I also let people take care of him, and the people in the same cell with him are all cultural people,..." Qi Peng did things quickly, he went back at noon, contacted him, inquired about Feng Huacheng's latest news, and found someone to take care of Feng Huacheng in the detention center.

"Brother Peng, thank you, we have time to drink together."

"Haha, Bingkun, I don't dare to drink with you, you drank three bottles alone at noon, nothing happened, and you continued to see patients when you went back. I only drank a few taels, and I'm still dizzy. Qi Peng admired Zhou Bingkun's drinking.

"Qi Peng, your alcohol consumption is so bad that you can't even drink a catty, you still have to drink more and exercise more." Zhou Bingkun said casually.

"It's useless to drink too much, and it hurts your body if you drink too much, so it's better to drink less." Qi Peng confessed. He wouldn't drink more under Zhou Bingkun's fooling.

"Who said that drinking is useless, dealing with Lao Maozi, as long as you drink them down, they have to admit it." Zhou Bingkun said casually. He remembered that there seemed to be a report that he relied on drinking to get benefits from Lao Maozi.

"It seems like that's the case, if you meet Lao Maozi another day, I'll call you over, and you will pour them all down." Qi Peng said with a smile.

The two chatted a few words and hung up the phone.

Zhou Bingkun dialed Han Yun's number.

"Hey, I'm Zhou Bingkun, looking for Comrade Han Yun."

"Hello Dr. Zhou, I'm Xiao Han."

"Xiao Han, if you have time to send a message to Zhou Rong, just say that Feng Huacheng is fine, he eats and sleeps well in the detention center, and no one dares to bully him..."

"I know, Doctor Zhou, I'll pass the news to Mr. Zhou today." Han Yun said respectfully.

"Xiao Han, how are your parents?"

"Doctor Zhou, my parents are much better, they are now..."Han Yun detailed the physical condition of his parents.

"I know, the prescription doesn't need to be adjusted, just continue to drink the medicine."

"Doctor Zhou, my eldest brother has been in health recently..."Han Yun and his brother heard about Zhou Bingkun's medical treatment, and also asked Han Yun to ask Zhou Bingkun.

"Xiao Han, according to your description, your eldest brother's illness may be..., you need to check with your eldest brother to see if he still has such symptoms..., if so, then use this prescription..."Zhou Bingkun patiently explained the treatment to Han Yun.

"Thank you, Dr. Zhou, I have written it down, and I will call you back tomorrow morning."

...

The next day.

Morning.

"Golden Land" Magazine.

Shao Jingwen was busy reviewing the manuscript.

After the publication of Feng Huacheng's poem, the "Golden Land" magazine submitted a lot more articles.

"Xiao Zhang, look at this poem, it was written by a young man, and it has a deep meaning." Shao Jingwen smiled and chatted with a young girl about poetry.

This little girl is a temporary worker newly recruited by the magazine, she is a poetry lover, and she also likes Feng Huacheng's poems. She is average-looking, average-looking, and unremarkable.

"Editor-in-chief Shao, this poem is an innovation in form, and it is not as good as Feng Huacheng in terms of content,..." Xiao Zhang commented a few sentences, and every sentence did not leave Feng Huacheng.

"Although Feng Huacheng's poems are good, he doesn't write many poems." Shao Jingwen shook his head and said.

"Editor-in-chief Shao, good poems are all by chance, how can you write so many poems?" Xiao Zhang said with a smile.

"That's the case, but now everyone doesn't pursue quality, they are all in a hurry to publish poetry, and they want to raise their professional titles, make a lot of money, and divide the house in advance." Shao Jingwen frowned.

"Yes, but this behavior is understandable, who doesn't want to live in a good house, I want to live in a building." Xiao Zhang said with a grin.

"Haha, you young people, you still have to be able to endure hardship. You have to read more books and study more, so that you can write good poems and good articles. "Shao Jingwen likes to mentor young people.

"Okay, Editor-in-Chief Shao, I will definitely study hard. By the way, Editor-in-Chief Shao, I've finished reading the book you lent me, you..."

Because someone directly pushed the door in and interrupted her.

A middle-aged inspector in uniform led the way. He had a folder in his hand, he had a pistol at his waist, and he was followed by a young man with handcuffs around his waist.

"Who is Shao Jingwen?" The young inspector shouted.

"I'm Shao Jingwen, do you have anything to do?" Shao Jingwen stood up and asked.

"Come with us." The young inspector stared at Shao Jingwen and shouted.

"Why should I go with you? Am I breaking the law? Shao Jingwen was not afraid, his waist was very straight.

"Feng Huacheng's poems published in "Golden Land" were you heard from Guo Cheng, right?" The middle-aged inspector asked. He already has some information.

"Yes, it's the poem I asked for from Guo Cheng, is there anything wrong with that?" Shao Jingwen didn't know about Feng Huacheng's affairs in the capital.

"Feng Huacheng has been arrested in the capital, if you publish his poems, you have to go back with us, let's go." The middle-aged inspector said with a serious face.

"I..." Shao Jingwen also wanted to defend a few words.

"Handcuffed, take away." The middle-aged inspector said impatiently.

"You can't do this to me, I didn't break the law, I didn't make a mistake, I..."

Xiao Zhang was frightened. She went straight home. She didn't want to work at the magazine either. As for who Feng Huacheng was, she also forgot.

She wants to marry her neighbor Xiao Wang and live a small life.

...

Meanwhile.

Guizhou.

"Why did you arrest me?" Guo Cheng looked unconvinced.

"Feng Huacheng's poems published by "Golden Land" were provided by you, you can go back with us."

"Huh? It turned out to be because of that poem! Guo Cheng's face was incredible. He no longer resisted. He knew it was useless to resist.