Chapter 222 Let's Study Together
Eat when you should eat, drink when you should drink, there is no threshold in life that you cannot cross.
Fan Hongyu is back again.
I returned to the big dormitory where I missed him and saw those lovely men.
After the prison guard pushed Fan Hongyu in, he locked the iron door and ignored these people.
The scene was quiet for a few seconds, and soon, Mr. He said, "Oh, you're back. What did the leader say?"
Fan Hongyu looked embarrassed and whispered, "I didn't say anything... I was wrong just now. I was wrong. Can you guys please spare my life?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Zhiqiang's cousin Zhang Zhiyuan reminded Fan Hongyu, "We live in a society ruled by law now. We need evidence for everything we say and do. Don't frame good people like us!"
Zhang Zhiyuan was a follower of Zhang Zhiqiang, so everyone was not too surprised by his arrest and imprisonment. They just felt that it was too unfair for him to be arrested because of Fan Hongyu.
He managed to escape the severe crackdown at the end of the year, but ended up getting caught in such a small ditch!
You should be careful when talking to a slick guy like Fan Hongyu, because everyone here has been cheated by this guy!
The relationship here is a bit complicated and weird. Although everyone came in because of this stuff, no one thinks that they came in because of Fan Hongyu.
They all believed that the main reason for coming here was because of the severe crackdown in the provincial capital, and their group happened to be caught.
However, this kind of irresistible factor, which was similar to a natural disaster, left everyone with nowhere to vent their anger, so Fan Hongyu, who played a "starting point", naturally became the target for everyone to vent their anger.
There was nothing to do in prison, so after Fan Hongyu came in, he naturally became the object of everyone's entertainment.
These people are not good people at all. Those who can go to prison are those who have been screened by society, and those who can be classmates with Fan Hongyu have been screened by Wei's big data. There are absolutely no people with connections among them, and every scum is the real deal.
Although Fan Hongyu had a lot of experience and case knowledge in gambling, outside of gambling, he was still a young man of 21 years old. He didn't dare to breathe just by seeing those rows of big men, let alone resist.
"Brother...Brother Yuan, Brother Qiang, Brother Li, Brother He...Brothers, I don't owe you any money anymore..."
Fan Hongyu looked at these people with grievance. His father had helped him pay back the money, so why were these big brothers still unwilling to let him go?
Listening to Fan Hongyu's words, Zhang Zhiqiang sat quietly on his bed, with his hands on his knees, always maintaining a quiet and indifferent attitude.
Manager Li was a sensible man, and he quickly said to Zhang Zhiyuan, "Don't bother with this garbage, the supervisor will come over to check it later."
Zhang Zhiyuan thought of something and walked over to Zhang Zhiqiang's bunk bed and leaned against it.
He leaned there with his hands folded in front of him, but he had no intention of going up to lie down.
Not only Zhang Zhiyuan and Zhang Zhiqiang, but everyone else did the same and didn't touch the quilt at all.
It was obvious that in order to deal with the inspection, these people would rather sit here than mess up and fold them again.
The room fell silent, and no one paid any attention to Fan Hongyu for the time being.
Fan Hongyu looked around and quickly and carefully approached Zhang Zhiqiang, who had been looking at him in a very scary way.
After taking a few steps closer, Fan Hongyu smiled and said, "Brother Qiang..."
Zhang Zhiqiang was the one who hated Fan Hongyu the most, because this brat, he and a group of his brothers came in.
Moreover, as soon as I got married, my wife said she wanted a divorce, saying that she had fallen in love with a man named Song Yu online.
It's so fucking numb!
Growing grass!
Now Zhang Zhiqiang really wants to kill this bastard, but the Party, the country, and the prison leaders make him the head of the cell.
In order to live up to the expectations of his leaders, Zhang Zhiqiang cannot allow any problems to arise in this civilized prison, otherwise it will affect his ability to be released from prison and be evaluated as an advanced element.
It's just raw grass!
Zhang Zhiqiang said to Fan Hongyu with a cold face: "Go, fold your quilt like everyone else."
Zhang Zhiqiang's attitude is definitely not friendly.
Fan Hongyu didn't feel any friendliness. He walked to his bed in fear and began to fold the quilt in a panic.
It’s just that some things cannot be learned in one go, and Fan Hongyu is not very suitable for this kind of professional work. After folding it for more than 20 minutes, he still can’t make it as square as the others.
This is normal, if it could be folded so easily, others would not just sit there.
Soon, footsteps were heard outside.
"Room check! Check!"
The jailer was knocking on the iron door with something unknown. There were several other rooms nearby, and hundreds of people in those rooms could hear the sound in the corridor.
Many times, you can also hear sounds coming from other rooms, such as the sound of beating.
Compared with other rooms, Zhang Zhiqiang's room is a civilized dormitory in this prison.
When the leader wearing a better police uniform came into the room, the head of the civilized dormitory, Zhang Zhiqiang, and the other civilized dormitory members all bent over and spread out the sheets with their hands, as if they had just folded the quilt.
The leader’s surname was Niu, and he checked everything as soon as he came in.
First comes the number of people, followed by the number and photo.
Because the photos were taken when they first entered prison, there are not too big differences and they are easy to identify.
Officer Niu checked as he walked, and soon he saw Fan Hongyu and the loose quilt behind him.
"Are you new here?" Officer Niu looked at Fan Hongyu and asked the same question as the previous officers.
Fan Hongyu didn’t know this person’s rank, but in prison, those in police uniforms must not be offended.
"Yes, I just came in yesterday..."
Officer Niu was very calm. He then looked at Zhang Zhiqiang and said, "There are some things you need to teach him. You guys are arranged together by the higher-ups. According to what they said, meeting is fate. You should help each other more. When you come back after learning, teach him how to fold the quilt."
Zhang Zhiqiang felt as disgusted as if he had eaten a fly leg, the kind of feeling that comes from biting off half of a fly and finding the other half stuck in your mouth.
But he had to get out as soon as possible, because his wife was cheating on him and said that the man loved children and wanted to remarry him with Zhang Zhiqiang's son...
No matter what, he must be released from prison as soon as possible!
"Yes! Please rest assured, leader. Leave it to me!" Zhang Zhiqiang agreed loudly.
Officer Niu smiled and nodded, advising: "Not only should we keep pace with each other in life, but we should also compete with each other in study, help comrades with backward thinking to complete transformation as soon as possible, especially the new comrades, and persuade them patiently."
"This is also mentioned above. The mayor will come to inspect next month, and there will also be a consolation performance by our partners. At that time, you all have to give speeches. If you perform well, it will be good for you, me, and everyone. Do you understand?"
Officer Niu looked at the people in the room and realized that he came here today to give this important instruction.
"Understood!" Everyone understood except Fan Hongyu.
Officer Niu nodded with satisfaction, then glanced at Zhang Zhiqiang and walked to a location near the toilet.
Zhang Zhiqiang quickly followed, bending over and following behind obediently.
The criminals in the room had no shoes to wear , so the floor was clean and the toilet was also clean and had no odor.
Officer Niu was not here to check the toilet, so he quickly said, "This matter is very important. Whether the matter you mentioned can be passed depends on your performance in a week."
Zhang Zhiqiang immediately perked up and said quickly, "Really?"
Officer Niu said unhappily, "Of course it's true, but if you mess up and something goes wrong, let me tell you, not only me, but everyone who is in charge of you will not let you off easily!"
Zhang Zhiqiang said solemnly : "Yes! I will definitely complete the tasks assigned to me by the prison and the country, and will never let down the leaders' painstaking cultivation!"
Officer Niu nodded, and as he turned to leave, he lowered his head and squinted his eyes and said to Zhang Zhiqiang, "Have the newcomers been educated?"
Zhang Zhiqiang said carefully: "No, it's just a small misunderstanding."
Officer Niu said nonchalantly, "It's okay. Those who can come in are not the ones who can be persuaded and educated. I understand this principle. When it's time to take action, it's indeed necessary to control them. They are all a bunch of dead pigs that are not afraid of boiling water. You should pay attention. Now you are a whole unit, understand?"
"Yes! I understand! Thank you Officer Niu for your education!" Zhang Zhiqiang no longer had the intimidating feeling he had when he was silent just now.
Officer Niu walked out quickly, and after he left, the rest of the people gathered around Zhang Zhiqiang.
"Brother Qiang, what did he say?" Manager Li quickly asked Zhang Zhiqiang.
Zhang Zhiqiang had a sullen face at this time and said simply: "There will be an inspection by the city in a few days. If we behave well, I will be allowed to go out to visit my family."
As the boss of this dormitory, an advanced element, and a lackey, Zhang Zhiqiang enjoys certain privileges.
In addition to the privileges in eating and working, he can go out for a walk every month.
For example, going out to visit relatives and patients is easier than for others.
This must be a sentence from the court, because the reason is to prevent criminals from colluding with each other. Therefore, ordinary people can only go out to visit relatives and patients in prison after being sentenced.
In order to make things clear with his wife face to face, Zhang Zhiqiang has been working hard to get this privilege.
The others also had things they wanted Zhang Zhiqiang to help them with, so they all agreed to help him.
It's mutually beneficial for everyone, and good behavior is indeed conducive to a reduced sentence.
Of course, the most important thing is that this is a prison. If you dare not cooperate, you will suffer!
Prison is not just a small dark room. It is a place to reform criminals.
It's not just about detention. When things get serious, you either have to cooperate and be released after serving your sentence, or you'll be locked up in prison until you die!
If you make trouble in prison and refuse to cooperate, your sentence may be increased!
Fan Hongyu had no idea what to do. He had just been listening to Zhang Zhiqiang and others talking about a secret topic, but ten minutes later he found himself in this classroom.
Hundreds of prisoners wearing the same style of clothes as him were sitting obediently in their seats, maintaining absolute silence among themselves, without any noise coming out.
Around them were prison guards in police uniforms, some holding electric batons, and some with gun holsters on their waists...
Under the supervision of these prison guards, several prison guards began to place the test papers on the tables.
There is a ballpoint pen on the table, but it is tied to the table and cannot be moved too far away.
Fan Hongyu looked at the test paper on the table. He recognized the handwriting on it.
Please use "The Harms of Gambling" as the title and your own experience as an example to write a 4,000-word reflection.
Grass!
Fan Hongyu looked at this thing. He couldn't even write 300 words in his elementary and middle school essays. Now he was asked to write 4,000 words of insights?
But I can't not write it. If I don't write it, it means I'm not cooperating and I'm getting myself into trouble.
Fan Hongyu looked at the people around him, but the next second, the prison guard next to him shouted: "Look ahead! Don't look anywhere else!"
Fan Hongyu quickly calmed down, holding the ballpoint pen that he had hardly touched since graduation, and looked at the test paper with a distressed look on his face.
Holy shit… 4,000 words!
Fan Hongyu never thought that he would have to take an exam again or sit in the same classroom with hundreds of people to write essays.
But how do I write this?
Fan Hongyu does gamble, and he knows that gambling is bad, but he is still very worried. How can there be 4,000 words on the dangers of gambling?
I can’t write 4,000 words…
Fan Hongyu was extremely anxious. He simply couldn't understand. Isn't this a prison?
It doesn't matter if I have to work or get beaten, because it's a prison.
But writing an essay here...is this really a prison?
Life is always full of surprises. Under pressure from the prison guards around him, Fan Hongyu had no choice but to start writing.
[Gambling is very harmful. I have personally experienced that the harm of gambling is really very serious. ]
After writing a paragraph, Fan Hongyu felt that he had written everything he could write.
One, two, three, four, five…
Fan Hongyu counted the words in this paragraph, and counted them again, and there were still many words away from four thousand words.
People are forced to do things. Without pressure, they don’t know where their limits are.
Fan Hongyu wrote down word by word.
[I now regret having started gambling. I lost a lot of money because of gambling.]
[I regret it now. If I hadn’t gambled and hadn’t touched this harmful thing, I wouldn’t have lost my house and I should be married now.]
As he wrote, Fan Hongyu suddenly found that he was writing much more smoothly.
Just like constipation, the first part comes out under great pressure, and the rest can flow down the stream smoothly and comfortably.
Soon, many black words appeared on Fan Hongyu's test paper .
Because he just wrote it casually, writing whatever came to his mind, Fan Hongyu counted the numbers backwards, for fear that he would read out loud the words.
But Fan Hongyu's concerns could not be avoided after all.
"Now let's start reading the essay. Today we will randomly select someone."
The teacher standing at the front of the classroom said random words, but his eyes were directly looking at the young man.
"You, you go up and read what you have written."
Luck always comes unexpectedly, and Fan Hongyu was fortunately chosen as the reader.
