Chapter 7 Logic Instructor
Night has long fallen in the capital.
At nine o'clock in the evening, Qin Xiaoxi sighed in front of the computer and left Hanxin Studio with tired steps.
Ever since Luo Qinglin was hospitalized due to an allergy the day before, things have been developing in a bizarre way.
First, she was forced to cover for a photographer with a terrible bad temper and act as an assistant.
Although the photographer was stunningly handsome, he had a very bad temper and scolded the models until they cried. Everyone sighed that Luo Qinglin was still the best!
Then, as soon as the shooting was over, the boss called her back to the studio and said that Luo Qinglin would be sent out to work for a year, and asked her to take over Luo Qinglin's position during this period and be responsible for shooting, film selection, and communication with brands.
How could Qin Xiaoxi, a good-for-nothing who slacks off at work, be capable of being responsible for these things? What's more, the boss didn't even give her a raise, which is simply exploitation of employees.
Qin Xiaoxi sighed dejectedly, walked into the subway, and sat in the corner.
The subway is not quiet today. The couple next to me is always talking and making a lot of noise.
"Hey, do you know Jiang Yanyu?"
"I know. It's the model who came out the day before yesterday. He's quite handsome, but his character is not very good."
"I heard that he was stabbed with a knife at the airport today. He is now in critical condition and is in the operating room of the hospital for emergency treatment!"
“Is this true or false?”
Jiang Yanyu was hacked to death? Qin Xiaoxi was shocked and immediately opened Weibo.
The first hot search was [Jiang Yanyu injured at the airport], and marketing accounts all posted [Jiang Yanyu was stabbed at the Beijing airport this afternoon and is currently being treated in the hospital. Please pray for him [light candles]. 】
There has been a huge uproar under the relevant Weibo post.
[Is this retribution in this life?] I forced a straight man yesterday and got chopped up today. That’s great! 】
[People in the comments please be more polite. The person is in the hospital and you are still trying to be witty. Do you have any conscience? 】
[Can the Virgin Mary please shut up? If you feel sorry for the criminal, just go and die for him. 】
[Some people may not have graduated from college, so they use words randomly. If they see a pig crying, they would call the pig a saint. 】
[[Light the candle] Is this how it is used? Marketing accounts should stop bringing in their own personal agenda and being sarcastic. 】
......
The hostility on the Internet was so intense that Qin Xiaoxi felt a tightness in her chest and a headache, and was extremely uncomfortable. She quickly quit Weibo and covered her chest to take a breath.
Luo Qinglin sent a message at noon saying that he would return to the capital with Jiang Yanyu. When Jiang Yanyu was chopped off...
Isn't Luo Qinglin right beside him? Luo Qinglin wouldn’t have been chopped off as well, right?
Thinking of this, Qin Xiaoxi became even more nervous. As the subway was entering the station, she got off the car in a panic, ran to the bathroom and called Luo Qinglin.
After making three consecutive calls and no one answered, Qin Xiaoxi's hands began to tremble. She continued to call without hope and finally got through on the tenth try.
"Qinglin, where are you now? Are you hurt?" Qin Xiaoxi asked nervously.
"Hello, Miss Qin. I'm Assistant Chen. Mr. Luo is not injured, and Brother Jiang is also fine. We are all taking statements at the police station. When Mr. Luo is free, I will ask him to call you back. Goodbye, Miss Qin."
The other party spoke very quickly and finished all the information within ten seconds. Before Qin Xiaoxi could react, the call was hung up.
The busy tone coming from the receiver sounded like the morning bell in a temple, which made Qin Xiaoxi's mind go blank and she was about to become a monk.
After a while, when the phone was automatically hung up, Qin Xiaoxi finally came back to her senses. She was sulking belatedly, thinking that Chen Qixin was disrespectful.
This Assistant Chen is so annoying!
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At the same time, the annoying Chen Qixin was sitting in a seat in the lobby of the police station, silently swiping through various social software on his tablet, sighing as he did so, looking as worried as a eunuch in a factory.
After a while, the cell phone in his trouser pocket rang. Chen Qixin patted his face twice and forced himself to answer the call.
"Good morning, Mrs. Mayfield."
"The young master is fine, he just had a scratch on his left palm, he has been stitched up to stop the bleeding, he is currently at the police station to give a statement."
"The young master's boyfriend is fine, he was just a little frightened and a little emotionally unstable."
"Okay, bye ma'am."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Qixin took off his glasses, closed his eyes and slumped in the chair, feeling extremely tired.
Before he had taken a nap for a few minutes, Chen Qixin was awakened by the sound of people talking.
"Mr. Chen, have a glass of water. You have been sitting here for several hours."
"Thank you." Chen Qixin sat up, put on his glasses, took the water handed to him by the trainee male police officer, and returned to his meticulous working state.
"It's okay," Liang Qiao waved his hand and sat next to Chen Qixin, "Mr. Jiang and Mr. Luo will be out soon, please don't worry."
"Can I ask about the specific situation? If it's not convenient, forget it." Chen Qixin said with a smile.
Liang Qiao coughed lightly and explained patiently, "The user A that Mr. Jiang Yanyu @ed yesterday happened to be a wanted suspect, so he was taken to the police station for interrogation last night. Today's criminal B is A's ex-boyfriend. When B heard that A was arrested, he thought it was Mr. Jiang Yanyu's fault, so he rushed to the Beijing Airport to commit the crime on impulse."
"......"
Chen Qixin recalled the obscene words in the screenshot and thought A was a homophobic straight man, but he didn't expect that he was a homophobic 1.
"The nature of the incident of carrying a knife to attack at the airport is serious and requires a thorough investigation. The interrogation will naturally take longer. Please understand."
"It's okay, it's okay," Chen Qixin shook his head, "You are the one who is working hard."
Buzz! The phone beside his leg buzzed. Chen Qixin smiled apologetically at Liang Qiao and picked up the phone.
When Chen Qixin saw the three words "Jiang Ligang" on the screen, he took a deep breath, alerted himself, and prepared himself mentally before answering the call.
As soon as the call was connected, Jiang Ligang's roar exploded through the receiver.
"Assistant Chen, I told you to keep Jiang Yanyu under control and not to cause trouble and embarrass yourself. But not only did he mess around online, he was also arrested by the police for a man. How did you do your job?"
Chen Qixin sighed and was about to explain, but before he could say anything, the phone next to his ear was snatched away.
Jiang Yanyu was frowning, holding the exhausted Luo Qinglin beside him. He took the phone and started to fight back: "Old man, I am not a member of the Jiang family, and I will not ask the Jiang family for a penny. Even if I am hacked to death, you can't take my body."
"you!"
"Don't say 'you' or 'you'. If I find you causing trouble for people around me again, I guarantee that your scumbag little son will be sent to jail immediately and will be nailed to the pillar of shame in the Chinese community forever."
After saying this, Jiang Yanyu threw away his phone and ordered Chen Qixin, "Except for Jiang Su, you are not allowed to answer any calls from the Jiang family from now on."
"I understand." Chen Qixin replied respectfully.
A whole day was wasted, and Jiang Yanyu's temper became even worse. He was like a firecracker that could be ignited at any time, and he spoke without restraint.
Sensing Liang Qiao's aggressive gaze, Jiang Yanyu glanced at Chen Qixin, then turned his head to glance at Liang Qiao, rolled his eyes and said:
"Officer, my assistant is currently single. As a boss, I don't interfere with my employees' private lives. Please don't look at me like a love rival."
Liang Qiao's face instantly turned red when he heard this, his eyes widened and he couldn't utter a word to refute. Chen Qixin's words shocked him so much that he couldn't breathe and he choked and coughed.
Awakened by the ridiculous words Jiang Yanyu said to the police officer, Luo Qinglin nodded slightly at Liang Qiao, said "Thank you for your hard work, officer", and hurriedly pulled Jiang Yanyu and Chen Qixin out of the police station.
The driver parked his car in front of the police station. After getting in, Luo Qinglin immediately slumped in the back seat.
There are many people on the street, most of them are office workers who work overtime until midnight. They walk slowly and have lifeless faces, as if their souls have been hollowed out by work and they are tiredly immersed in their own world.
Late at night, loneliness prevails and people are prone to have wild thoughts.
With his head against the glass window, the coolness penetrated through his skin and penetrated into his nerves, causing random thoughts in his mind to fly like arrows.
"You are a disaster."
"Your mother died because of you."
"Luo Qinglin, you should spend your whole life atonement for your sins!"
His uncle's scolding voice rang in his ears through time and space. Luo Qinglin closed his eyes tightly, trying to forget these painful words, but the vortex of self-blame dragged him deeper and deeper.
If Jiang Yanyu hadn't met him, she would have a smooth career and a peaceful life now. Why would she have suffered so much abuse, why would she have almost been in danger of death, and why would she have to stay in the police station in the middle of the night to be interrogated over and over again?
Luo Qinglin lowered his shoulders and tilted his head to peek at Jiang Yanyu's bandaged left hand.
When Luo Qinglin recalled the scene of Jiang Yanyu blocking the knife with his bare hands, the sound of the blade breaking the skin, and the feeling of blood splattering on his face, he couldn't help but tremble.
"What are you thinking about?" Sensing Luo Qinglin's fear, Jiang Yanyu gently pinched Luo Qinglin's fingers in his right palm and asked.
"I," Luo Qinglin paused, hesitated and said, "If I hadn't ordered that glass of juice, you wouldn't..."
"Stop," Jiang Yanyu interrupted, "I don't want to hear meaningless words like 'If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be in trouble'."
Luo Qinglin didn't answer. He sighed tiredly, turned his head and continued to lean against the glass window, despising himself.
"According to your logic, if you weren't a photographer and I wasn't a model, this wouldn't have happened. If we push it back further, if humans hadn't invented the Internet and hadn't carried out the first industrial revolution, this wouldn't have happened. If we push it back further, we can even push it back to the time when the first Homo sapiens didn't stand up and the Earth didn't avoid being hit by a meteorite."
"Got it." Luo Qinglin didn't feel good about the logic master's deduction. He turned his head and blew a breath toward the window, then scribbled on the mist with his fingers in dejection.
Seeing that Luo Qinglin was still depressed, Jiang Yanyu came to his side, poked his shoulder with his elbow and said, "I suggest you think less about these useless assumptions and think more about the more pressing things at hand."
Luo Qinglin asked in confusion: "Besides moving the luggage to your house, are there any other urgent matters?"
"Of course," Jiang Yanyu raised the corner of his mouth, "My hand is injured, so I have to ask you for help with small things like taking a bath and changing clothes, right?"
Taking a shower and changing clothes...wouldn't that mean we would be naked?
Thinking of Jiang Yanyu's exposed abdominal muscles on the beach that day, Luo Qinglin swallowed his saliva and nervously agreed: "Okay, I understand."
"I forgot to tell you one thing. The bed in the guest room has not been made yet, and I don't have any extra quilts at home, so..." Jiang Yanyu deliberately paused here.
Luo Qinglin felt a little uneasy: "So?"
"You sleep in my room tonight."
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