The straight man of steel in the entertainment industry

Lin Li smiled, regardless of how to deal with his own beating, he couldn't bear Jiang Xinmao treating him like this.

To put it mildly, it was because I couldn't bear it. To put it mildly, a black sheep like Jiang Xinmao should have been eliminated from such a position a long time ago.

"Is there anything you want to say? Naturally." Lin Li looked at Jiang Xinmao coldly and said.

When the reporters heard that Lin Li had something to say, they quickly handed the microphone to Lin Li's mouth.

Lin Li originally wanted to wait quietly for the result, but after Jiang Xinmao appeared, he obviously wanted to avenge his nephew, handcuffed himself and threatened him, so Lin Li quit. He looked at Jiang Xinmao who was squeezed outside, and suddenly I felt that a poem that was drawn before was very suitable for the occasion, so I read it aloud:

Let the heavy iron shackles ring under your feet

let you raise the whip high

I don't need a "confession"

Even if the chest is facing the bloody bayonet!

When many reporters heard that Lin Li was reading poetry again, they were pleasantly surprised, but they were shocked again when they heard what Lin Li read.

They saw that Lin Li was being handcuffed at this time, and combined with Lin Li's poems, they immediately felt that Lin Li had been beaten and abused inside.

Jiang Xinmao was terrified when he heard this, and cursed, "Lin Li, shut up!"

However, Lin Li ignored him and continued to read:

Man, can't lower his noble head

Only the fear of death begs for "freedom"

What is the plan of poison torture?

Even death can't shut me up!

I laugh out loud at death

The devil's palace shakes with laughter

This is my confession!

Lin Li's charming voice was improved, and he read out the unyielding and perseverance in this poem, as well as the calmness and solemnity in the poem!

"Death can't shut me up!"

All the reporters present were moved!

"The devil's palace shakes with laughter!"

What a boldness this is!

The reporters immediately thought that this was major news, and they all recorded the poem after recovering.

After reading a poem, Lin Li walked up to Jiang Xinmao with his head held high, and said, "Didn't you say go to the little black room, let's go!"

As soon as Lin Li said this, the reporters all turned their attention to Jiang Xinmao, and immediately handed over the microphone.

"Excuse me, why did you handcuff Lin Li?"

"Excuse me, did you interrogate Lin Li unfairly?"

"Although Lin Li beat someone, but the other party's injury report has not yet been issued, and it is still in the review stage. Why should the small black room be closed?"

Jiang Xinmao was about to cry. He never expected that Lin Li would read such a poem in front of the media. This time, he understood the poem even if no one analyzed it. He was angry and angry. But jumping into the Yellow River can't clean it up.

How can there be a bayonet!How could there be any torture!no skin

Uh, Jiang Xinmao remembered that his family had leather whips.

"No, no, we all came here according to the normal process," Jiang Xinmao explained hastily.

However, no reporter believed his words. After all, Lin Li had shackles on his hands and feet.

Lin Li turned around and went back, Jiang Xinmao trembled, and hurriedly chased after him. The reporters tried to catch up, but were stopped by several other police officers.

When the reporters saw that they couldn't get in, they sent text messages to the agency one after another, sending Lin Li's poem back.

Jiang Xinmao pulled Lin Li into a small room, and said viciously, "Lin Li, you are so brave, who made you talk nonsense!"

Lin Li smiled and said, "I didn't talk nonsense, I just read a poem, didn't you say you can't read poems here?"

"Are you reciting poetry? You're slandering me!"

Seeing Jiang Xinmao's panic-stricken look, Lin Li smiled and said, "You don't know how to learn at first glance. Learning to create requires artistic processing, and you don't understand."

"My day..." Jiang Xinmao felt as if he had eaten a fly, and said, "You have to go out and clarify for me!"

"Okay, you call the reporter, and I'll say a few more words." Lin Li said with a smile.

Jiang Xinmao was taken aback, Lin Li's words were indeed worth thinking about.

Ask him to go out and talk again, what if he reads a similar poem again?

Jiang Xinmao hesitated for a while and said, "You have two options now, one is to go out with me to apologize and clarify."

"I'll choose another one."

Lin Li interrupted without waiting for Jiang Xinmao to finish.

Jiang Xinmao has seen a lot of hard-talking people who just came in. Most of these people will be subdued after a while.

"Are you sure? Don't beg me then."

Lin Li smiled and said, "It's not certain whoever begs."

Jiang Xinmao sneered: "Okay, wait and see, you like this, you can stay here well, there are times when you beg me to go out and clarify for me!"

After Jiang Xinmao finished speaking, he turned off the lights, closed the door and went out.

Chapter 224 The World Needs Heroes

The small black room is not so dark, but it is smaller and quieter, and there is no place to sit, but these are nothing to Lin Li, he still takes it calmly.

The reporters outside were stopped outside the police station, but none of them were willing to leave. Instead, more and more reporters came.

The sky was getting dark, the street lights were all on, and there were more and more people outside the police station.

The pictures interviewed by the reporters and Lin Li's poem have been released by several portal websites. The reports only state what happened to the reporters at the police station. The voice of justice came out.

Lin Li's new poems are shockingly released!