In the afternoon, the horse-faced Captain Ma Ling came, still with the same look of death, "You, come with me!"

I followed her out and arrived at a large classroom like a professor in a university. Of course, it was not as high-end, elegant and upscale as the university classroom. There was also a TV inside, and the wall said: Work hard to transform and be a good person.

This place is a place for brainwashing prisoners. Unlike pyramid schemes, the correct ideas are spread here so that prisoners can actively correct them.

There were leaders, instructors, and captains in the prison sitting on the stage. The new female prisoners from the audience came in the morning.

The Director of the Political Department delivered a speech on the stage, "What are you doing to make good transformation, cooperate with the organization, and strive for a commutation of sentences, the country and the people have not abandoned you...

The Warden of Cobra did not come. The biggest leader was the director of the Political Department, and he was also the same age as the Warden. Although he did not look gloomy, he was not much better. When his eyes were cut, he was as fierce as a razor. I wondered, were these people all from the bottom? If Li Yangyang evolved from a cute little girl to such a fierce look in the future, then...

"Come here!" I was thinking about it and was called by the director of the Political Department.

I've gone.

It was my turn to give a speech, and my speech was read directly at the manuscript.

While reciting, I searched the audience to see if the privileged female prisoner was in the crowd.

Sure enough, she was found in the crowd, and she looked at me with a calm face.

I stared at her and said loudly, "Okay, that's all I want to say. If you have any psychological problems, you can go to the psychological counseling room to find me!"

I just wanted to tell her that I could come to me.

But I know that not everyone can leave the cell and come to the psychological counseling room at will, but it should not be difficult for this privileged female prisoner to go to the psychological counseling room.

What disappointed me was that she looked at me without any expression. School beauties are usually so cold and arrogant, right? It should be said that Prison Flowers.

After dinner, I went out for a walk and met Li Yangyang. I chatted with her and returned the money to her, but she didn't accept it. I insisted again and again, but she was a little angry.

Li Yangyang and I spent more and more time together, and the topics were wider and wider, but they were all talkative and there was no fixed program. I was no longer restrained when talking to her, and I was more casual. I occasionally made fun of her, and she would not be angry or happy.

After getting in touch with her more, I know her more. She is 7 months younger than me. Her father is the director of the Construction Bureau, and her mother is in the municipal government. She is the only daughter of the family. I asked her strangely, since that's the case, why did you come to the prison? She smiled and didn't answer and asked me: "I have a pair of men's leather shoes, do you want it?"

I asked, "Where did it come from?"

She said: "My father's one has only been worn once, and it's a bit too big, so I haven't worn it anymore. I keep it in the shoe cabinet. I think it's a pity to keep it. I guess you can wear it, so I brought it here."

I was a little unhappy when I heard this, thinking that giving me something that others donated would damage my self-esteem. But I didn't show it, and neither said I wanted it nor said I didn't want it. She changed the subject and she didn't continue.

I returned to the dormitory and lay down to read a book. After a while, Li Yangyang came over and knocked on the door. I opened the door and found that she was carrying a shoe box. I thought it should be the pair of leather shoes she mentioned.

She handed me the shoe box and said, "Shoes are not good, don't dislike them!" I didn't say anything, and I didn't want it but couldn't refuse, so I took it.

After I opened it, I realized that this was a new pair of shoes, and no one had worn them. I suddenly remembered that when we were walking last week, I was grinding my feet in my shoes and shaking them off. She asked me, why was there any sand inside the shoes? I told her that some glue was taken off the front of the shoes, so sand would come in. Unexpectedly, she remembered it and came up with such a bad idea to give me a pair of shoes.

A burst of gratitude surged in my heart.
Chapter completed!