Inside the Shanghai Police Station, a policeman in uniform walked through the corridor and came to a secret room where criminal suspects were detained. It was noon, but it was extremely dark inside, without a trace of light.
"It's time to eat." The policeman unhappily opened the lunch box in his hand and passed two cornmeal buns, a bowl of stir-fried vegetables, and a bowl of water into the room through the gap in the iron railings.
After a long while, no one answered. The policeman curled his lips and knocked the iron railing with his chopsticks, making a harsh sound. He said impatiently, "Eat quickly. Once you're done, think about how to confess your guilt and obey the law. Don't hold on any longer."
At this moment, a weak and hoarse voice came from the dim corner, saying, "It's not me."
"Hey, why are you so stubborn? The buyer and your accomplice have confessed you, but you are still stubborn?" The policeman put his chopsticks on the bowl and sneered.
"There is no evidence."
Hearing this, the policeman paused in his attempt to stand up, unable to refute. He was right, there was no evidence at the moment, only confessions, so after we arrested this person from the train station, we could only detain him here and could not convict him.
"Eat quickly, stop talking nonsense." The policeman kicked the iron railings impatiently, as if to warn the people locked up inside to behave themselves.
The person inside seemed to know that if he didn't eat, the food would be taken away, so he came out from the darkness, and a little light leaking through the crack in the door fell on his face.
As if he was suddenly exposed to the light and felt a little uncomfortable, he raised his arm and placed it on his eyelids. He put his hand down only after he got used to the brightness.
The dim light illuminated his face, his angular features. There was a hint of indifference between the man's eyebrows, as if he had no interest in anything. He had a high nose bridge, and his thin, pale lips opened and closed as he ate.
The hand holding the chopsticks was shaking slightly, and each bite was extremely difficult to eat. If you look closely, you can see that his clothes are tattered, with tears everywhere and mixed with dried blood.
This scene is very similar to the appearance of a rich kid who lived a privileged life in the past but suddenly fell into poverty.
The policemen who were waiting nearby saw this and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, thinking that she was so beautiful, why didn't she have to do anything wrong?
For general speculation and profiteering, the maximum sentence is a few years in prison, but it is different for tobacco and alcohol. The minimum sentence is ten years, and if the amount is large, the death penalty can be imposed.
Coincidentally, this person was involved in the latter.
*
"Have you made up your mind?" An excited voice trembled from the other end of the phone, obviously surprised and happy about her decision.
"I've thought about it." Su Nan lowered his eyes, took out a pen and wrote down the time and place the other party said, then hung up the phone, thanked the clerk at the supply and marketing department, and headed towards Wutong Street.
She had just returned from the post office, but there wasn't a single letter or package addressed to her. The telegrams and letters she had sent to the Shanghai address Zhou Rang had given her had also sunk into the ocean, with no response.
The breath of spring arrives quietly, all things come back to life, and we need to look forward.
Goodbye, Wutong Street, goodbye, Zhou Rang.
*
Time flies, and the seasons press on. In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed since she moved out of Sang'an County and joined the crew.
At the end of August, the weather in Beijing was changeable. Even people wearing long sleeves felt very hot and stuffy outdoors, but the actors had to wear thick cotton jackets and long scarves for filming.
I felt a chill again in the evening, which was really tiring.
"Nannan, I have some lychees just shipped back from the south, come and try some." The voice came before the person arrived.
Su Nan was lying in the rocking chair. Hearing the noise, he sighed helplessly, then skillfully put the book on his face and pretended to be asleep.
Seeing this, Feng Meng, the little girl who was fanning her, pursed her lips and closed her mouth.
The man ran to Su Nan's side and saw her sleeping. He couldn't help but slap his mouth, carefully placed the lychees in his hand on the table beside him, and mouthed to Feng Meng: "Give her some when she wakes up."
Feng Meng quickly waved his hands, meaning that he couldn't just accept his things.
But Chang Yelin pretended not to understand and left the place while skipping. Seeing that Feng Meng was in a particularly good mood, he left very quickly and did not give Feng Meng any chance to catch up with him.
Feng Meng chased the man a few steps in the direction he left, and saw that he disappeared around the corner. He could only stamp his feet, return to his original position, and continue to fan Su Nan.
"Sister Nan Nan, what do you think we should do?" Feng Meng had no way to deal with Chang Yelin's usual rogue behavior. She could only point to the bag of lychees on the table and asked helplessly to Su Nan who had just taken the book off her face.
Su Nan didn't even glance at the bag of lychees. He continued flipping through the book in his hand, occasionally leaning on his lap and calculating something with a pen. He said perfunctorily, "I'll put it in his lounge later when he's on set filming."
"oh."
Feng Meng nodded in agreement after hearing this. She turned around and saw Su Nan, braving the scorching heat, taking breaks from filming to read a book or do some homework. She couldn't help but ask, puzzled, "Sister Nan Nan, I remember you graduated a long time ago. Why are you still reading high school books and doing homework?"
Hearing this, Su Nan paused his pen, looked up at Feng Meng, who looked confused, and said meaningfully.
"A well-read mind is naturally elegant, and reading thousands of books leads to profound enlightenment. Relearning a point of knowledge I didn't understand before, until I understand it, is a very fulfilling experience for me. It also allows me to calm down and learn endlessly."
Of course, Su Nan had not reached such a high level as she said. She was just looking for a reason to study harder than ordinary people.
The college entrance examination is about to be resumed, but I can’t tell anyone about it, so I can only pretend and force it.
As expected, Feng Meng showed an expression of admiration and said, "I want to learn from you, Sister Nannan. You are beautiful and work so hard. You are a role model for me."
Su Nan didn't reply, but smiled and touched Feng Meng's head, and said, "There's no harm in reading more books. I have some books over there. If you want to read them, I can lend them to you."
"Okay, thank you Sister Nannan, but Assistant Huang has assigned me other work recently, so I'm very busy. I can only come back later."
"Yeah, come find me later."
Feng Meng is the cousin of Huang, the assistant to Director Lin. She just graduated from high school and is a temporary worker at the Shanghai Film Studio. As soon as she joined the studio, she followed the crew to Beijing to shoot a new movie.
Later, Assistant Huang saw that Su Nan was alone and had no one she knew around her, so he arranged Feng Meng to be the heroine's assistant, similar to the agent and life assistant in later generations.
But sometimes when the crew was busy, they would borrow Feng Meng from Su Nan and ask her to help move things and do other odd jobs.
Su Nan originally wanted to take the college entrance examination in order to return to Shanghai, although now he has transferred his household registration back to Shanghai thanks to his job at the Shanghai Film Studio.
However, in order to make his resume look better and have more status in the "entertainment circle", Su Nan still wants to try the college entrance examination. After all, if he passes, it will be a formal university diploma and he will become a college student.
(This is a fictional history and a fictional world. Please don't take it seriously. It serves the plot. Please be patriotic and law-abiding.)
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