Chapter 542 Liver Pain

Chapter 539

Although the eleventh holiday is good, it is a pity that no one is with me.

After Li's father and Lao Wang came out of the shop where they had morning tea, Lao Wang couldn't help complaining: "This National Day is much longer than the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, why doesn't your daughter come back?"

Father Li: "Busy! Attending the music festival."

Old Wang: "Where's Jiang Yang? He's not busy. He's half a son-in-law, so he can't come back and fulfill his filial piety?"

Father Li looked at him, "Where's your son-in-law?"

Old Wang: "My half is not good."

Playing chess in the same way, one is absent-minded, not paying attention to the chess, on the mobile phone that can ring at any time, there is no sense of accomplishment after winning; Lose, but the winner is cool!

Unknowingly, they walked onto the road.

Old Wang: "How did you get here?"

Father Li: "Take a walk!"

Old Wang: "I won't go back to accompany your wife."

Usually after morning tea, Li's father would always run home except to buy groceries, and the two of them were like glue.

Father Li: "She has a performance at night and rehearses during the day. I will take you to the National Day Concert. Tickets are hard to buy. As a family member, I can show you the world for free."

Father Li looked proud.

Lao Wang couldn't bear his complacency the most, because he had a wife and a daughter to be arrogant here.

"go!"

Based on the principle of being cheap and not taking advantage of the bastard, Lao Wang agreed very simply.

certainly.

Also because staying at home is really boring.

Unknowingly, they strolled to the bookstore, and Li's father was surprised: "I don't wear reading glasses, what is written on this poster?"

Lao Wang glanced at it and felt that Father Li was too immoral, "Jiang Yang's new book!"

anyway.

This pictorial is designed to look like a crime novel.

Although Lao Wang didn't want Father Li to succeed, he had to say that as a professor who studies criminal psychology, he was really curious. The two went in and wandered around for a while, and after not seeing any new books they were interested in, they bought "Long Night is Difficult to Understand" and came out.

After returning home.

Lao Wang made a pot of tea, moved a chair and sat in the yard, happily reading a book.

He also has to thank Father Li.

Otherwise, I don't know how to spend this holiday.

He opened the book and read a few chapters, "Young people nowadays have strong tastes, and they have written themselves to death, and this ultra-"

Lao Wang remembered that this was Father Li's student.

Father Li made a special call to explain to Zhang Chao, saying that Jiang Yang wrote him in the book.

So it seems——

This book is also inseparable from Li's father.

Who did this old Li help cross the road in his previous life?

At this time, he heard outside: "Professor Li, you have a delivery."

Lao Wang looked up.

Father Li came out of the house, walked through the small courtyard, and signed for the courier at the door.

"Thanks."

Father Li sent the courier brother away, and when he was about to go home with the courier, he saw Lao Wang Yaxing in the yard: "Okay, Lao Wang, it's enough to enjoy. My son-in-law's book is suitable for your tea, right?"

Lao Wang took a sip of tea: "It's okay, let's do it."

Father Li asked Old Wang to bring him a cup.

Old Wang refused decisively: "Go find your son-in-law!"

"OK--"

Father Li opened the package, "My son-in-law also sent me something good, you—"

He stopped.

He glanced at Lao Wang, and then took out a box of tea from the courier. It was the tea that Father Li wanted to rub Lao Wang with.

"I really found it."

Father Li didn't expect such a coincidence.

The tea in Lao Wang's hand will soon lose its fragrance, and the tea should be fragrant if it is given as a gift by someone else.

This editor Yu!

He asked Lao Yu to make a good relationship with Jiang Yang. He was good, and the tea was given to Jiang Yang.

What a thrift he is!

I'm not afraid that young people don't like tea.

There was another package, also from Jiang Yang.

Li's father opened it. It was Parma ham, a local specialty of Italy. Old Wang ate it when he was on a business trip. "It was sent to him by the director of Italy who cooperated with Jiang Yang. His father and I each have one here."

Father Li took a look and asked Lao Wang to come over for lunch, "We are not that stingy."

The tea in Lao Wang's hand was even less fragrant.

But he had a meal at noon, and this ham really had a special flavor.

afternoon.

Lao Wang is reading a book.

As an old legal person and a person who studies criminal psychology, this book is a bit childish for Lao Wang.

It can only be said that entertainment is fine, but too much touch is gone.

The cases he has studied and more than 40 years of legal experience have given him a thorough understanding.

Just as he watched Jiang Yang looking for his wallet with ease, and took a sip of delicious catechu, Lao Yu came.

He brought the script of 12 Angry Men.

It was agreed at the beginning that Lao Wang will be a legal consultant and write a preface for this script by the way.

Old Yu's abacus was very good.

After all, this is a script, and the book is too short, so I need to add Lao Wang's preface, and I will ask some teachers to write a few articles to express their views on the legal issues in this script——

This book has both the face and the inside, tall and hard. Editor Yu has already seen that the industry's best-sellers and professional awards are beckoning to him.

Lao Wang hurriedly took over the script, a little excited.

Finally met.

Father Li praised how good the script was in front of him every day, and his ears were numb from hearing it.

He wants to see how good this book is today.

Lao Wang looked carefully and was so absorbed in it that he didn't notice when Lao Yu left.

He didn't even bother to drink tea.

When Li's father asked him to clean up and prepare to go to the show, he only responded vaguely.

"What are you looking at?"

Lao Li walked into the courtyard.

Lao Wang woke up startled, "Oh, the script."

Father Li glanced at him, "Is it sent by Lao Yu?"

Old Wang nodded.

He asked Father Li to start the car first, and he still had the last few pages left.

"OK!"

Father Li is still patient with this situation.

Wait a minute.

Lao Wang opened the car door and sat on the co-pilot.

Li's father was still waiting for his post-reading testimonials, but Lao Wang just sat there without saying a word.

Seeing that Father Li didn't start the car, he asked, "Drive."

"oh oh."

When Father Li started the car, he wondered whether this was good or bad.

after awhile.

In the end, Lao Wang couldn't help but said: "Lao Li, remember to call me next time you save the earth."

Unlike the novel, this script hit Lao Wang's major.

Of course, there are many flaws in this script, and any student who has studied law can find that this script is riddled with flaws.

but.

As a drama for the public, this book can be said to have captured the essence of popularizing the law. No matter in the lines of the script, the special language phenomenon in the judicial field of verbal evidence, or the display of legal thinking in the drama, it has achieved profound simplicity.

Pharaoh has been busy with popularizing the law recently, and the books he published some time ago are books on popularizing the law.

He knows too well how difficult it is to turn abstract thinking, language, and behavior into a language that the public can understand. If the script appeared earlier, he must quote more, and I don’t know how many brain cells will be saved.

As far as this script is concerned, whether it is made into a drama or a film and television drama, the impact in the future will definitely not be small.

Then--

When they got to know the story behind the play, they searched and found that it was "inspired by Lao Li", and Lao Li's name is engraved on the honor roll in terms of his influence both in the legal industry and outside the law.

Pharaoh's liver hurts with envy.