The winter in Northeast China was truly cold.
At this time, one needed hot water and charcoal fires.
Sui Dong was on the side, calculating accounts. After finishing, he grabbed a handful of sunflower seeds and began to crack them leisurely.
He cracked sunflower seeds while drinking beer, feeling quite comfortable.
"What kind of lousy film is this?"
"It's stuttering like a tractor."
"Boss, change the disc!"
The person watching the film was deliberately finding fault.
But Sui Dong and Su Han were businessmen, and in business, there was nothing they could do but tolerate such things.
Sui Dong went up and replaced it with another disc.
After changing it, the person still kept finding fault, never seeming to finish.
"What is this?"
"It's sputtering, stuttering like a tractor..."
The person complained, and Sui Dong was annoyed.
With a smile, he said, "What's wrong with this disc? It's not stuttering."
The short, fat man stood up, walked over, and angrily said,
"So you can't change discs now, is that it?"
"You can only change it if it stutters?"
"Can't you play something else?"
"It's written on the board, no such films can be played before dark." Sui Dong refused to compromise.
The other party roared, and Sui Dong was further annoyed.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Su Han, who was sitting on the side, walked forward, came to the fat man, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, offering it to the man.
The fat man slapped away his cigarette, saying, "Get that away!"
The cigarette was knocked to the ground.
"I don't smoke your lousy cigarettes, I only smoke Three Five, go buy me some!"
The other person was extremely difficult. If it were in the past, he would have been dealt with by the mute long ago.
But today, the mute seemed like a changed person, much more composed.
He didn't want to cause trouble, after all, causing trouble on his own turf was not good.
Actually, Sui Dong and the mute were pitiable children, weren't they?
It was wrong for them to steal, but they were just trying to make a living.
Compared to these people, they had never bullied anyone deliberately.
It was always others who bullied them, and then they would strike back.
Because of the mute's condition, he was already a vulnerable person. If he wasn't fierce, he would probably have been bullied to death long ago and wouldn't have survived until now.
"Are you pushing your luck?"
Sui Dong was angry and wanted to rush forward, but Su Han stopped him.
He told Sui Dong to go buy the cigarettes.
Sui Dong listened to Su Han and obediently turned to go out and buy them.
However, after Sui Dong left, Su Han returned to his seat and continued cracking sunflower seeds.
He sat quietly in his seat. The fat man, restless, walked up.
He held a bottle of beverage and took a gulp, then spat towards Su Han, splashing him all over.
Su Han didn't move at all, silently watching him turn back to his seat.
Before the other man could sit down, Su Han became enraged, lunged forward, and grabbed the fat man by his collar.
"Clang!"
Then, a group of hooligans entered from outside.
These hooligans were the ones Su Han had bullied last time, and their leader remembered him.
Seeing this scene, Su Han's lips curled into a smile.
Heh heh.
Scum.
They had deliberately lured Sui Dong away, intending to have the mute alone inside the room, so that their group could deal with the mute.
Fu Weijun was truly miserable.
Su Han could deeply feel Fu Weijun's current emotions; this character was so lifelike.
As he was currently simulating Fu Weijun's life, he sighed deeply, "It's not easy!"
The leader blocked Su Han, a smug smile on his lips:
"We meet again."
Su Han also looked disdainful, leaning his ear closer.
With wide, fierce eyes, the leader said, "You're not only mute, but you're also deaf!"
Su Han smiled, but the smile froze.
The hooligans were all carrying clubs, ready to fight.
Su Han grabbed a stool and swung it at them.
"Beat you to death!"
"Brat!"
The attackers gritted their teeth.
Initially, Su Han seemed to have the upper hand, but he was outnumbered.
A group of them surrounded him tightly, leaving him nowhere to escape.
Sui Dong rushed back and, realizing the situation was bad, desperately tried to break open the door.
But at that moment, a small hooligan hit him from behind with a club, knocking him to the ground.
After three minutes of fierce fighting, Su Han was eventually covered in blood, pinned underfoot.
"Are you convinced?!"
"Big mouth, aren't you good at gesturing?"
"Come on, translate for your mute brother."
Sui Dong, who they had brought in, was also covered in blood from the beating.
"Go to hell!"
Even in this state, Sui Dong refused to submit.
The attackers were displeased: "Your mouth is quite dirty..."
"Here, give it."
A subordinate of the attacker brought a glowing red iron rod and handed it over.
Holding the burning hot iron rod, without a word, he directly pressed it against Sui Dong's face.
"Sizzle—"
"Ah!" Sui Dong screamed instinctively in pain, a piercing shriek.
The glowing red iron rod seared Sui Dong's face, and the sound of meat being cooked on a fire could faintly be heard.
Then, an unpleasant smell of burning filled the air.
Su Han, who had been very stubborn and unwilling to yield, saw this and his heart trembled. He rushed forward, grabbed the attacker's legs, and roared, unable to speak.
"You can talk now?"
"The mute is going to speak."
"You're still being stubborn with me?"
"Huh?"
The person's iron rod again reached towards Sui Dong, threatening him.
"Thump!"
Su Han didn't hesitate for a moment, directly kneeling down and tightly clinging to the attacker's legs.
This was the first time he had begged someone.
Always stubborn, always proud, he knelt down for his brother, begging.
His head hurt, and the smell of blood filled his nostrils.
Seeing that the attacker had no intention of stopping, Su Han kowtowed, burying his head on the ground.
He had never been so humble, so pathetic before.
And this time, he endured utmost humiliation, all to save his brother's life.
The attacker was satisfied.
After all, causing a death would bring them no good. He grabbed Su Han's hair and pointed at him, warning,
"Hua Gang is not your territory, don't come here again!"
With that, he threw Su Han to the ground.
They had had their fun and retreated.
The vast space was in disarray, everything shattered, just like their lives, their existence was shattered.
Su Han slowly got up, leaning against the television stand.
"Ah!!!"
"Ah!!!!"
He roared, hysterically, like a beast.
He was in too much pain, too much pain!
Too much suppressed anger, too much suppressed anger!!
After finishing the simulation of this character, Su Han woke up.
Waking up from the simulation world, Su Han felt as if he had lived through the entire life of the mute, it was too tragic, too sorrowful.
He sighed deeply, trying his best to calm himself down.
His eyes were teary at this moment. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.
He was almost home. Teacher He and Teacher Huang, being very attentive, noticed Su Han's emotional state.
"What's wrong?"
"What happened to you?"
Su Han's current state indeed did not look very good.
"No, it's nothing."
He forced a faint smile.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the character simulation of the mute Fu Weijun!"
"Obtained new character rewards!"
"Reward the host with three months of character simulation for Qi Tongwei in 'In the Name of the People'!"
"Reward the host with three months of character simulation for Hannibal in 'Hannibal'!"