Desperate Pretense At Being Poor

    Fu Zhihuan still had a smile in his eyes when he spoke, he leaned casually against the car door, the smoking cigarette **** was still between his fingertips, but it suddenly hit Wen Ruan's heart.

    He shouted, "Child."

    "What?"

    "Don't force yourself."

    Wen Ruan was slightly startled, then quickly lowered her eyes, tears in her eyes, took a deep breath after a long time, and said with some crying: "Why are you like this?"

    Fu Zhihuan laughed helplessly: "How am I?"

    Wen Ruan raised her eyes, bit her lower lip, her eyes were wet: "I cried three times today, and you still recruit me. Tomorrow my eyes will be swollen. It would be ugly to be on the mirror!"

    "It's all your fault if my photo is posted online for mockery!"

     "And you always call me a child, I'm twenty-four, and you won't be allowed to call me in the future!"

    "..." Fu Zhihuan responded with a low smile: "Okay, it's my fault."

    Wen Ruan stretched out her hand and rubbed the corners of her red eyes, and her voice contained a cry of forbearance: "Just admitting a mistake is not enough, how could you make me cry so quickly? , you have to pay for my mental damage."

    "Okay."

    Wen Ruan's throat.

    Although it sounds like she is comforting herself, there is always an inexplicable feeling that she is seduced by this man again.

    A heart is like a burst of firecrackers, and two little people are beating gongs and drums.

    Wen Ruan lowered her head, a little flustered to avoid Fu Zhihuan's sight, and whispered, "Can you owe first?"

    Fu Zhihuan laughed, then straightened up: "Yes."

    Fu Zhihuan looked down at the little finger that was handed out, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

    He raised his eyes and looked at the little face in front of him whose eyes were still red, but at this time it seemed extremely solemn, and then stretched out his hand and hooked the raised little finger.

    "Well, I won't default."

    After returning home and washing up, Wen Ruan had the energy to read the news on the phone.

    Innumerable dialog boxes popped up, and all of them were filled with concern and greetings from friends.

    Professor Su also gave Wen Ruan two days off, let her rest at home for a few days to adjust her mood, and repeatedly persuaded her not to blame herself too much for this incident.

    Wen Ruan opens Weibo.

    Sure enough, almost all of the hot searches were occupied by this incident, and the news that "the stabbed is out of danger" also rushed up with a very high momentum.

    The comments of netizens also tend to be almost one-sided—

    "Maybe I'm not kind. It's the first time I know that a person has been rescued so angry."

    "It's really sad. I was also subjected to school violence when I was in junior high school. I know how desperate I am."

    In fact, it is not unexpected that Xu Binrui was rescued.

    Because people who don't understand the human body, in fact, most of the time, they don't know where the stab is fatal, plus the rescue and the timely arrival, so when Xu Binrui was taken away, Wen Ruan guessed that he didn't will die.

    This is not a bad thing.

    Because once Xu Binrui dies, for Lu's father, he may face extremely severe lawsuits and compensation. Private court is never the right way.

    So maybe from the beginning, Lu Kechen didn't really plan to kill Xu Binrui, but just wanted to ferment this matter infinitely to attract everyone's attention.

    Qin Sushan sent a text message—

    [Qin Sushan]: I took it, I'm really going to be mad at this bitch. This matter has nothing to do with her, what's the heat? Are human blood buns delicious? It was this kind of virtue three years ago. After fighting the lawsuit for Qin Wan's family, he stepped on how many pieces of propaganda you sent to raise his image.

    A picture is attached.

    Wen Ruan clicks on the picture.

    He Ziqin V:

    As a person with a little knowledge, I chose to provide legal aid to Qin Wan's family for free, just because I was very sad to see such a tragedy happen. I feel that as a lawyer, I must be full of justice and use the law to consider ordinary people.

      Everyone has justice in their hearts, but at least they are determined not to forget their original intentions.

    As a lawyer for so many years, I have been exposed to a variety of cases, and naturally I can see the sinister heart. Although the ability still needs to be improved, I will try my best to change the world through my own power, even if it is just a little bit? Although there are some things that the law cannot do, I still want to do my best to do justice for others. @He Qing studio

    #Lu Kechen##Lu Kechen Suicide##Jiangcheng Middle SchoolCampus Violence##The stabbed is out of danger#

    [Qin Sushan]: Do you think this person is funny? Is she related to this case? Even if it was about Lu Kechen back then, she was the opposite of her, but now she came out and covered all the topics again, because she didn't see what she said in the whole article and was complimenting herself. Feelings, our other lawyers have no original intentions?

    Wen Ruan frowned a little, didn't reply immediately, but opened the topic and took a look.

    Sure enough, this comment is the first in the relevant recommendations, and at this moment there are also tall buildings below.

    [Heavelin]: Wow, it turns out that the lawyer sister helped in the lawsuit for free. There are so many people.

    At first glance, it was premeditated marketing. After He Ziqin sent it out, several marketing accounts with quite a fan base quickly forwarded it and left a message: "Look at what the lawyer said" "I am very moved "The lawyer exists", and the number of fans of the studio is also rising.

    Some people also crawled to Wen Ruan’s private Weibo to leave a message—

    "Sister won't you tell me about this?"

    "There is no malicious intent, I just want to ask from the perspective of a lawyer, who is right and who is wrong in this matter? Although Lu Kechen killed people, does the law have any effect on campus violence? Don't you hear it?"

    Wen Ruan's eyes were slightly cold.

    He Ziqin used himself as a stepping stone before, so I can put it aside for the time being. But she couldn't stand her to promote her personality to increase the popularity of the studio, and she stepped on the fairness of the law to elevate her image.

    Qin Sushan is still sending messages to Wen Ruan angrily.

    [Qin Sushan]: I can't bear it anymore, I have to use the trumpet to attack her.

    [Wen Ruan]: Endure it.

    [Qin Sushan]: Can this be tolerated?

    [Wen Ruan]: I'll fight.

    Wen Ruan turned off her cell phone, threw it at the head of the bed, and went back to the bathroom to blow her half-wet hair with a hairdryer.

    Blow dry your hair, and make sure what you want to say.

    She pulled out her laptop, sat on the bedside, and typed.

    About an hour later, Wen Ruan successfully posted his first Weibo in the past few months.

    Perhaps it was because many media and netizens paid attention to it before this incident. As soon as Wen Ruan's Weibo was posted, the number of readings went up.

    She did not send out a long series of inspirational sentiments like He Ziqin, but very rationally analyzed the way to seek help from the outside world when encountering school violence.

    As well as popular science about the laws and regulations involved in school violence, and the legal responsibility of the age corresponding to the minor.

    Finally, add a paragraph at the end—

    "We have no way to prevent violence from happening again, all we can do is tell everyone how to help themselves when they encounter violence."

    “The law can do more than you think.”

    "I will open a single bot, if there are children in the same situation, you can send a private message for help, not only me, but also many lawyers colleagues will be willing to help you, the world will be more than imagined be filled with kindness.”

    Although He Ziqin did say hello to several marketing accounts in advance for the popularity, but after all, in the self-media industry, there is still a very high degree of sensitivity to which content is more popular with the masses.

    Although Wen Ruan's Weibo post was posted late, it is easy to see the difference with He Ziqin in comparison. She is not promoting herself, but is seriously answering how to face to such behavior.

    Although He Ziqin's name is not mentioned, it can be felt that the content of the two people's Weibo seems to be completely opposite.

      younger netizens.

    So many marketing accounts also made judgments and reprinted Wen Ruan's article.

    Some fellow lawyers V also quickly stood behind her: "Very correct legal science, and I am also very willing to help students who have suffered from school violence but are helpless."

    "As a lawyer for so many years, everyone knows that if their rights and interests are hurt, they can use the law to defend their rights? I don't know how some lawyers feel that the law cannot provide justice. Your university teacher taught this ?"

    In a digital society, the reversal of public opinion is very fast.

    He Ziqin, who was still being admired by the stars just now, fell to the bottom, and even the hot comment users deleted a few comments.

    [Qin Sushan]: I accepted it, as expected of Professor Su's favorite student.

    Wen Ruan closed the computer and edited a text message to apologize to Lu Kechen's father.

    If it wasn't for He Ziqin's overdoing things, it would very likely make those children who were originally weak in psychology even more desperate, and she would not comment on this topic.

    After all, family members will be more uncomfortable when they see this topic.

    Maybe it was because she had been facing the computer for a long time, Wen Ruan felt a little hot on her face, so she went out of the bedroom and poured a glass of cold water.

    The living room was empty, and Fu Zhihuan's bedroom was also darkened.

    Wen Ruan glanced at the second floor.

    Is it on it?

    But on the first day that Fu Zhihuan let Wen Ruan live in, she told her not to go to the second floor, so of course she obediently did not go up.

    "Meow-"

    The earl jumped on the table and rubbed the water glass in front of Wen Ruan at once.

    Wen Ruan feigned anger while rubbing the earl's head helplessly.

    The earl scratched his nose with his foot and sneezed several times in a row.

    Although Wen Ruan has never raised a cat, she has heard that most cats sneeze because of allergies or a small cold, so she called up: "Fu Zhihuan, the count seems to have a cold."

    No one answered.

    She frowned suspiciously, bent down and hugged the Count, and walked up the stairs: "Fu Zhihuan?"

    There is still no answer in the room.

    Did you not hear?

    Wen Ruan hesitated, but took a few steps up.

    I just go upstairs, shouldn't it be a problem if I don't enter the room?

      Fine pattern.

    The earl called out softly, then jumped from Wen Ruan's arms, and jumped to the green plant for decoration, hitting the pot of plant to the side.

    "Count!"

    Wen Ruan hurriedly supported her, but before she could, the flower pot fell to the ground and was torn apart.

    "Who asked you to come up?"

    At this moment, Fu Zhihuan's voice suddenly sounded, as if it had lost its temperature.

    Wen Ruan was stunned, turned her head, but saw that Fu Zhihuan came out of one of the rooms at an unknown time, and stood leaning against the door at this moment, her eyes darkening: "Go down."

    So fierce.

      Every time I come to this plot, I basically have to write 200,000 words of abuse.

    Wen Ruan was startled, and lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

    Although I shouldn't be on the second floor, there's no need to be so fierce.

    So she didn't say a word, with a bit of anger in her heart, she turned around and was ready to leave.

    Fu Zhihuan suddenly shouted: "Wen Ruan?"

    "What are you doing, don't you let me go down?" Wen Ruan said angrily.

    Fu Zhihuan was stunned for a moment, then he smiled helplessly: "I didn't say you, I said Earl."

    "When did I train you like this?"

    The author has something to say: woo woo woo can finally be sweet.

    Two subjects are almost withered today, there is one more on Friday and then go home!

    There will be more from Saturday!

    Really!

    Fifty Red Packets!

    Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 buck;

    Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of hip-hop, cat tail; 5 bottles of Smiling, mango Melaleuca; 6 yuan wife, 1 bottle of Xiaoxin;

    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!