I’m Really a Superstar Chapter 157: [One more Prison Song! 】

It's hot outside.

The police house is quiet inside.

It's almost time for dinner, but Zhang Ye eats a lot at noon. He has almost eaten three dishes and one soup. This is not the case, and now I have a full meal.

There are two people in the house, one is the old policeman and the other is Director Song.

The old policeman is a bit black, "Who asked you to say such a poem in Zhang Ye?"

Zhang Ye said: "I am a poet who is prosperous, I just say what I want to say. I still use others to write poetry?"

Song Song shot the table in anger and shot three times in a row, "But the poem you wrote is totally inconsistent with the actual situation is completely arrogant and malicious,"

Hehe.

Do you also know what it means to be malicious?

Zhang Ye Erpi face: "No? Where can I dare to touch the black country mechanism, I am a poem of Shi Xingda episode, but there is no other meaning, do you understand art? Literature do you understand? All of this It comes from life and is higher than life, and needs proper artistic processing.

Resident police said angrily, "But you are making us passive now"

Zhang Ye looked at him, "Is it that you let me be passive first, okay? You tapped your chest and asked you one's own, were your previous investigations objective? Are your butts straight? You wanted to give me whatever you wanted in the first place. Convicted, I don't care if I see justice or not, then I ca n’t help it. I just casually say a poem to express my emotions. Only the state officials are allowed to set fire. Are you still not allowed to light the people? "

"You ..." The policeman stood up angrily.

Director Song was also irritated by Zhang Ye's attitude. Just before he entered the small black room, Director Song already was called by the branch leader several times and asked him about the beginning and end of the incident and situation. Scolded him badly, making Director Song very passive, and he took a look at the Internet, can't see it, was shocked, and now some community forums on the Internet and Beijing are full of Zhang Ye events, also I don't know where so many people are, they are helping Zhang Ye to scream for justice, and they are calling for the police station to release them immediately. After all, Zhang Ye is a public figure, and the incident of helping fans made the public opinion on Zhang Ye not completely recede. Everyone is still paying close attention to it. Now such a thing suddenly popped up, the heat naturally continued. Their police station was suddenly pushed to the cusp of the whole Beijing's eyes seemed to fall on them in an instant to see how they deal with it.

Stabbing?

Play with me rascal?

I'm not afraid of this yet

Director Song was stunned by Zhang Ye and couldn't get confused. He still had to give Zhang Ye a color look. "Whatever you say, we should investigate and we should investigate. You ca n’t relax because you are a public figure. It is because you are Celebrity that you are more strict with you, because your every move is paid attention to, and you have the responsibility to set an example.

Zhang Ye laughed: "My example is to admit that I have no sin?"

"You are not guilty?" Director Song glared. "Then I asked you who Wang Cen fought?"

Zhang Ye refused to give up and said: "Then I want to ask you, why should I hit that Wang Cen

Director Song said: "People were injured by you and hospitalized, you just violated the law, you said nothing, I told you that Zhang Ye was mixed, I have seen more, it ’s not bad for you, if you are honest now The explanation is clear, we still have discussions, and we can also reduce your punishment. Your parents just came to already. You do n’t think about your one's own, but you also think about your parents, so you let them be afraid of the outside? Well, you are at your own risk "

Zhang Ye smiled, "I really want to see how you let me take it at your own risk"

Song Director Song said coldly: "Don't think that you can save you by having a few fanss. The law is watching you.

Zhang Ye also looked at him, "Don't think that you can know the law and break the law by wearing this police uniform. Ordinary people look at you"

"You fucking" Director Song almost scolded swear words, and quickly took it away. one's own took a deep breath and calmed down. It was too irritating. The surname Zhang was too irritating. "Okay, you are engaged in broadcasting Host. I ca n’t talk about you, but do n’t think about going out to one's own to reflect on this little black house. When do you want to admit your mistake and come to me again? I will wait for you in the office. ”

Zhang Ye laughed without saying a word.

The old policeman said, "Director, isn't it ..."

"Go." Director Song didn't say anything and took people away.

With a click, the door was dropped from the outside and locked tightly

There is only Zhang Ye left in the house. He sat down on the ground and touched his mouth. cell phone was also taken away. Without success, he could only close his eyes and pretend.

Slowly.

Heaven already is dark.

A lot of people are off work, and the police station is even more deserted.

Zhang Ye couldn't sleep and opened his eyes again. At this moment, the door was opened.

The old policeman walked in and threw a piece of bread and a bottle of spring water for him, "Do you want to explain the problem? If you said it, you can judge it lightly."

Zhang Ye picks up the bread, "I think how to eat."

"Hard mouth? Okay." The old policeman closed the door and walked away. He didn't believe it anymore. He wanted to see how long the Celebrity can be sustained in this weekday.

Outside, the female police came.

"Xiao Lei, it's all off work, why are you here? You are not on duty today." The old policeman frowned.

The policewoman ignored it and squeezed in: "I'll deliver meals to Zhang Ye."

"What's wrong? I'm here, do you want to break the rules?" The policeman rebuked, "You, a people's policeman, where can I get food for prisoners?"

"Who is the prisoner? It hasn't been investigated clearly yet." The policewoman did not budge.

Resident police said: "I already gave him food, don't worry about you"

Women ’s policemen opened their eyes and said, “What's the name of that broken bread?”

"Everyone who comes here eats this, what's wrong?" The old policeman said unhappy.

Zhang Ye naturally broke the bread, and policewoman outside said: "Comrade Xiao Lei, it's okay, I smell the bread, I taste it." He opened the wrapping paper and squeezed, some Hard, "Snack, French bread?" He bit his head and bite it down, then Zhang Ye said happily: "Ha, I didn't expect the food at our police station is so good? Bread is so delicious? Where can I buy it? When I look back, It ’s also wholesale in a box, it tastes really good, um, fragrant "

Is the old police a snap? Is this still delicious? He feels that Zhang Ye is **** the mouth, let alone his Celebrity, it is the general thief and thief who come and can't stand their meals

But Zhang Ye really feels delicious. He is a child of a poor family when he is a child. The old police think he is good and respectful? In fact, it's all nonsense. When Zhang Ye was in elementary school and junior high school, he couldn't even drink milk, otherwise where would he be so short? Later I made money, Zhang Ye didn't feel much about eating. I was used to a hard and simple life. I didn't say anything else, I just said that eat instant noodles. For two people, who can eat instant noodles every day for a week. Swallowed? Zhang Ye does not picky eaters. Moreover, this uncle is short of money recently. He is still in charge of the meal here, and of course he is eating happily.

The old policeman did not believe in evil and stared at the window for a long time.

However, Zhang Ye really eaten the whole bread with great interest, and finally poured the bread crumbs in the bag into the mouth.

Women's police directory admired, it turned out to be Teacher Zhang Ye

Since the police are silent, "Let's go, go back from work"

It's eight o'clock.

Zhang Ye knows that one's own is going to spend the night here today, right? You want to force me to confess, right? OK, it seems that a "My Confession" is not enough. Your police station has a strong ability to fight against it. Then, the Zhang Ye sat up and patted the soil on the buttocks and stood up. I found a stone that is too small to be too small.

Suddenly, there is a huge movement outside the door

"Comrade Police, please give me an interview"

"Where is Zhang Ye locked? Let's go in"

"We are going to interview Teacher Zhang, our newspaper already has sent an interview letter"

The reporters are here again. This time, listening to Voice is two or three times more than those who came at noon, and it seems that there are still cameras, and TV station is also here.

Zhang Ye will understand, it must be that his "My Confession" was noisy at noon, which has attracted so much social attention.

Several police officers on duty stop them.

"Why are you here again?"

"Still hard? Believe me or not I will take you all?"

"You haven't accepted the interview letter leader, you all give me out"

The three police officers apparently could not stop more than twenty reporters, and they rushed in with their brains, "Where is Zhang Ye? Where is Zhang Ye? Ah, here, here, it seems to be writing a snapshot"

The small black room has a light and is not on, but it is enough to see things.

Zhang Ye knows that the reporters are standing outside the door, can't help but face the wall with small stones, brewing with closed eyes, opens his eyes suddenly, and writes two words on the wall with stones-- " "Prisoner Song"

Let me explain?

Give it a light sentence?

You can go out with your head down?

Zhang Ye sneered and wrote **** the wall, word by word:

The door for people entering and leaving is locked,

The hole for dogs is open,

A Voice shouted:

Come out and give you freedom

I long for freedom,

But I know deeply-

How can a human body crawl out of a dog hole?

I hope someday,

Underground fire,

Burn me up with this living coffin,

I should have eternal life in fire and blood

Every word seems to be full of anger, just like in "My Confession", with a fearless spirit of seeing death

Zhang Ye has eaten Calligraphy Skill Book, even if it is written in stone, the characters are very good, and even each character uses a wide open stroke and font

It's like a blood book, it's shocking at first sight

Reporters are boiling again, "Quick snapshot"

"What about lights?"

"It's too dark for a light"

"The light was intercepted by the police"

"Let's take a picture with cell phone lighting soon"

"Yes, cell phone flashlight with flashlight"

At this moment, the reporters worked together and all cooperated, for nothing else, just for this great poem that re-emerged in the world —— "Prisoner Song"