You call Final Destination a safety education film?

The screening has ended.

The auditorium lights came on.

Zhou Zhou stood up and then turned to face the crowd in the auditorium.

An eerie silence fell over the auditorium.

After several seconds, or perhaps several minutes, someone finally broke the silence in the auditorium.

"Sun Hao, a student from the 13 Directing Department, greets Director Zhou."

A bespectacled, refined young man stood up, his expression calm, and greeted the man in a cold tone.

"Liu Han, a student from the 14 Directing Department, greets Director Zhou."

Another young man stood up.

The exact same expression.

The exact same tone.

"Tao Song, a student from the 14 Directing Department, greets Director Zhou."

"Jiang Huaizhou, a student from the 15 Directing Department, greets Director Zhou."

……

"Lin Ye, a student from the 21 Directing Department, greets Director Zhou."

Lin Ye stood up.

Song Ruoxi, standing beside him, had bright, expressive eyes.

Yesterday, Lin Ye's female counselor suddenly messaged her privately and told her about Lin Ye.

So Song Ruoxi came here today to keep Lin Ye company, afraid that he might be having some kind of mental breakdown.

Looking at the tall figure beside her, she suddenly smiled.

"How could I forget? You are Lin Ye..."

She talked to herself, her eyes shimmering like water.

……

The auditorium remained silent.

A silent standoff.

After a long while, Zhou Zhou could no longer withstand the pressure, and his refined facade was completely torn away.

He threw his head back and laughed, a dry and grating laugh that was particularly chilling in the quiet auditorium.

"I did nothing wrong!"

Zhou Zhou roared, his eyes bloodshot, his gaze sweeping over the young men and women standing there, filled with deep resentment.

He screamed hysterically:

"You're all ungrateful! You're all heartless ingrates! Without me, would your lousy films even make it to film festivals? Would you be where you are today? What's wrong with me taking some copyrights? Taking your stuff is a sign of respect for you!"

"I did nothing wrong! That's just how this industry is! I just let you experience the cruelty of society firsthand; you should thank me! Thank me!"

No one speaks.

Silence is the greatest contempt.

Unable to bear the contemptuous looks from Lin Ye and the others, Zhou Zhou gripped the back of the chair tightly with one hand and waved his other hand wildly in the air, trying to relieve his inner anxiety.

a long time.

He calmed down, a chilling smile playing on his lips:

"You don't actually think that old man hiding in the back is a good guy, do you?"

"Did he really know absolutely nothing about all these things I've done all these years?"

"Would I have dared to do this for so many years without his tacit approval?"

"You were the one who covered up the incident last year where I drove someone to jump into the lake."

"Right?"

"My dear uncle."

Lin Ye was startled, thinking to himself, "Just as I thought."

At that moment, two figures in uniforms strode in through the back door of the auditorium, their leather shoes making a crisp, heavy sound as they stepped on the ground.

The lead officer flashed his badge, looked at Zhou Zhou, and spoke in a cold, clear voice that seemed to penetrate every corner:

"We are from the Criminal Investigation Division of the Municipal Public Security Bureau. We are now placing you under criminal detention in accordance with the law on suspicion of copyright infringement, illegal profiteering, and negligent homicide. Please cooperate with the investigation."

Zhou Zhou did not struggle. He slowly lowered his hands and let the police officers hold his arms on either side and take him away.

The people in the auditorium began to leave.

Sun Hao, who was the first to stand up and greet Director Zhou, smiled and left through the back door, looking to be in a good mood.

As he passed through the woods, he suddenly whispered:

"You two are really romantic, deliberately choosing seats in the back to flirt." Seeing the two stiffen, he continued teasingly, "But your voices were a bit loud, be mindful of your presence, junior."

Lin Ye cried out that something was wrong and got up to run away, but Song Ruoxi grabbed his waist and twisted it hard.

"Ah! Senior...you!"

Amidst Lin Ye's screams, he left the auditorium with even greater pleasure.

This is what happens when you show off your love to a single person!

……

The two, who had been making a scene, were now squatting helplessly at the entrance of the auditorium.

It was pouring rain outside.

"If you hadn't pinched me, we might have been able to get back before the rain started."

"Are you blaming me?"

"No, no, how could I dare, my little aunt?"

Sensing the hostility in Song Ruoxi's tone, Lin Ye promptly backed down.

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.

My roommates had all gone out, so I couldn't ask them to bring me an umbrella. I could only wait for the rain to subside before running back to the dorm.

Lin Ye turned to look at Song Ruoxi beside him and found that she was actually looking at Yu with a silly smile.

Lin Ye was puzzled, and couldn't help but show an expression of concern for the mentally challenged.

Song Ruoxi was indeed a little excited.

The people in the auditorium had all left, and the heavy rain outside had cleared the area around the auditorium.

It was just her and Lin Ye here.

Since starting university, Lin Ye has been deliberately avoiding her; they haven't spent time together for a very long time.

It's been a long, long time.

Even if it was just taking shelter from the rain together, Song Ruoxi was happy.

Looking at the torrential rain in front of her, she even prayed that it would continue for a while.

Footsteps suddenly came from behind.

The two turned around.

It turned out to be the old principal hiding backstage.

"Hello, Principal."

Lin Ye stood up and greeted him.

"Hello, Principal."

Song Ruoxi also greeted them.

The old headmaster's eyes flickered, and he opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The three of them stood quietly at the entrance of the auditorium, watching the rain.

"Zhou Zhou is my sister's only son." After an unknown amount of time, the old principal spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, "My only sister."

"My family married her off early so they could support my education. She was in poor health from a young age, but she always took good care of me. I still remember when I was little..."

"Are you implying that he has a tragic past, and that you've been protecting him out of guilt towards his mother?"

Lin Ye interrupted the old principal's reminiscence.

"His past may have been tragic, but that has nothing to do with us, and it is not a reason for him to hurt others."

He looked intently at the old principal and said, word by word, "I will not sympathize with or forgive him, nor am I qualified to sympathize with or forgive him on behalf of those he has hurt."

"My elders taught me that people should be punished when they make mistakes."

"You are neither a good uncle nor a competent principal."

Song Ruoxi watched them nervously, afraid that the two of them would lose control of their emotions and start arguing.

The old headmaster lowered his head in silence, his hunched figure appearing even more dejected in the shadows.

The rain gradually subsided.

The old headmaster suddenly chuckled: "I never thought that after living most of my life, I would still be lectured by a student."

"No, no, no, I was just babbling on impulse, please don't take it to heart."

"It's good that you're grumbling," the old headmaster said with a relieved tone. "I should be going to be with him in a few days. Your grumbling is a good thing for both of us."

Lin Ye didn't know how to respond, so he could only secretly exchange a glance with Song Ruoxi, and then the two fell silent.

"But I'm still the principal these next few days." The old principal suddenly laughed. "I'm going to trip up your graduation project a little."

"what?"

The atmosphere shifted so quickly that Lin Ye felt like he was hallucinating:

"Isn't this retaliation?"

"What's wrong with an old man holding a grudge?"

"So what kind of trouble are you going to cause?"

"Would telling you still be considered tripping me up?"

The rain stopped, and the old headmaster sauntered away, the woods behind him wailing incessantly. Song Ruoxi watched his antics with a smile.