Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

Teacher Huang sat at the dining table, holding a large ceramic teacup.

He just used the topic of Lao Niu Tou going to the provincial capital to gamble to explain away his embarrassing past of being arrested last night as a misunderstanding.

He even took the opportunity to cultivate a positive image of himself as someone who could admit his mistakes, correct them, and had a high level of ideological awareness.

but.

As a veteran who has been in the entertainment industry for many years.

Teacher Huang felt that simply boasting about having learned a lesson wasn't enough.

To turn a bad thing into a good thing and gain more goodwill from the public.

The theme needs to be elevated further.

then.

He slowly put down the teacup in his hand and placed it steadily on the solid wood table.

then.

Teacher Huang turned around, facing the fixed camera with its indicator light flashing not far away.

He dropped his casual demeanor.

His slightly chubby face instantly transformed into a solemn expression befitting an anti-gambling ambassador.

His brows furrowed slightly.

He cleared his throat, making his voice sound deeper and more captivating.

He addressed the viewers in the live stream: "Dear viewers in the live stream..."

"Old Niu's situation also served as a reminder to us."

Teacher Huang raised his right hand, made a few gestures in mid-air, and continued to deliver his lecture earnestly.

"Please, please, please don't gamble!"

"This kind of bad habit, once you get hooked on it, you can't get rid of it. You have to avoid it."

"Otherwise, Old Niu Tou is a cautionary tale."

After saying these righteous and awe-inspiring words...

Teacher Huang secretly gave herself a thumbs up.

He felt that this wave of value output was perfect and should definitely be edited into the highlights of the show.

but.

As the backbone of a slow-paced variety show, he also knows how to take care of the other guests' emotions and camera angles.

He also didn't forget to mention his apprentice, Li Mo'an.

After all, he's his own apprentice.

He will definitely try to give the other party some opportunities to shine.

Teacher Huang turned her head.

He looked at Li Mo'an, who was sitting quietly beside him.

He portrayed the demeanor of an elder very well.

He asked Li Mo'an, "Do you think what I said is right or wrong?"

Upon hearing the master's question.

Li Mo'an was still trying to figure out Lao Niu Tou's real motives for going to the provincial capital.

My thoughts were interrupted by this sound.

His handsome face remained impassive and calm.

He met Teacher Huang's expectant gaze.

Without the slightest hesitation, he nodded in full agreement.

He solemnly replied, "Yes."

After this brief agreement was made.

Li Mo'an slowly turned his head and aimed his gaze at the camera lens.

In his cognitive system.

Gambling is indeed something that does nothing but harm.

As a law-abiding artist of the new era, I feel it is my duty to convey this correct awareness of prevention to everyone.

not to mention.

I have absolute authority and a clear understanding of this matter.

Li Mo'an sat up slightly.

He looked at the camera with clear and open eyes.

then.

He stated solemnly, in an objective tone as if stating a scientific truth:

"Someone like me who has a strong sense of danger."

"I understand perfectly."

"Gambling can lead to financial ruin at best, and imprisonment at worst."

The words had barely left his mouth.

A gentle breeze rustled through the gauze curtains of the pavilion, creating a soft, rustling sound.

And in the live broadcast room.

In that instant, utter silence fell.

The barrage of comments that had been scrolling endlessly because of Teacher Huang's legal education.

It was as if an invisible hand had suddenly pressed the stop button.

There was a text vacuum that lasted for several seconds on the entire screen.

Tens of thousands of netizens sitting in front of their screens.

Listening to Li Mo'an's confident and even self-aggrandizing speech.

A sense of confusion flashed through my mind.

Then.

The floodgates of memory were suddenly flung open.

Everyone remembered how nonchalant this guy looked when he dug up an unexploded bomb at the village entrance with a single stroke of his hoe.

I recalled his peculiar thought process: if the bomb hadn't exploded, it wasn't dangerous.

That's it?

This is what you call having a sufficient sense of danger?!

After a brief silence.

The barrage of comments exploded dramatically.

Countless words, like a tsunami, swept across the entire screen.

Netizens also flooded the screen with comments, frantically typing on their keyboards to express their emotions.

Everyone said:

(Facepalm) Li Heigou, can you please stop talking about how you have a strong sense of danger?

Upon hearing that, I spat out the mouthful of water I had just drunk all over the screen!

"Do you have some deep misunderstanding about the word 'perception'?"

"Teacher Huang and Mo An are right. I understand the logic, but why does it sound so surreal coming from Li Heiquan's mouth?"

"Gambling and drugs are absolutely forbidden; they can easily lead to serious trouble."

"But then again..."

"I've discovered that the people in this Mushroom Village are all ruthless. Before, they handled those bombs without batting an eye, and used mortar shells like hammers."

"Now the villagers of Mushroom Village have gone to the provincial capital to gamble again."

........................................

And under the gazebo of the Mushroom House.

Police officer Lao Zhang just finished listening to Teacher Huang's lecture.

He stood by the dining table and heard the appeal made by the master and apprentice in front of the camera.

As a veteran police officer who has spent most of his life working at the grassroots level.

It is encouraging to see influential public figures taking the initiative to assume the responsibility of popularizing the law.

Old Zhang felt very gratified.

He even automatically ignored Li Mo'an's slightly strange self-evaluation in the first half of his sentence.

Police officer Lao Zhang saw Teacher Huang say this to the camera.

He adjusted his police belt and cleared his throat.

I said a couple of things as I went along with it.

With a serious expression, he advised everyone to listen to Teacher Huang and Li Mo'an, to work hard to get rich, and never to get involved in gambling.

After completing these promotional activities.

Old Zhang knew he couldn't waste any more time here.

He reached out and picked up his police cap from the wooden chair.

Wear it properly on your head.

then.

Police officer Lao Zhang said goodbye to Teacher Huang, Li Mo'an, and others.

He turned around and strode confidently toward the courtyard gate.

And behind him.

Teacher Huang sat on a small stool, watching Old Zhang's departing figure.

Lean forward slightly.

Teacher Huang was actually a little unsatisfied with what he had just taught Lao Zhang about how to be a policeman.

The immense sense of satisfaction derived from guiding veteran comrades at the grassroots level and imparting life experience.

He hasn't fully enjoyed it yet.

Moreover, he felt that his theory about grassroots policing was only just beginning.

There are still several key points about improving public satisfaction that haven't been covered in detail yet.

The feeling of being interrupted halfway through his sentence made his throat feel itchy.

Then he said again:

"Well, Old Zhang's done."

Come back soon.