Being a director starts with fighting domestic violence

"I'll get the registration form in the next two days, and you can come and fill it out," said Teacher He.

"Thank you, teacher."

Gao You likes this teacher He.

Sure enough, the day after tomorrow, Teacher He asked her to go to the office to fill out the registration form.

"Does your family support you learning this?" Teacher He asked, looking at the handwriting on the registration form that was stronger and more muscular than before.

"As long as I get into college, my family will support me. I will also find a way to work part-time to earn tuition and living expenses."

Teacher He thought so too, as she was aware of Gao You's family situation.

Both my grandfather and father have served as team leaders, which is a little better than other rural students, but my economic conditions are average. My two sisters only graduated from junior high school and got married early, and my younger brother is still in junior high school.

From this point of view, the family supports their children's education and is more open-minded and far-sighted than many other families.

Many families obviously don’t need the tuition fees, but they refuse to let their daughters with good grades go to school. They force their daughters who are only in their teens to work to save enough money to build a new house for the family and to pay the bride price for their younger brother, and then they can’t wait to force them to get married...

Teacher He has only been a teacher for four or five years, and this situation is not uncommon in high schools.

Gao You's family may not be that good, but at least Gao You herself has the path she wants to take and the courage to take action.

She really wanted to see how far a girl like this could go.

After Gao You returned, he began to think of some stories.

She read the magazines she bought in her spare time, mainly to learn writing techniques and the background characteristics of the era.

After several rounds of practice questions and exams, Gao You had a full understanding of the upper and lower limits of his scores.

In this small county with relatively backward educational resources, if she wants to be admitted to the top universities, she will have to concentrate all her energy on reviewing and practicing exercises in order to have a chance of success.

But if she takes the Beijing Film Academy exam, she will be much more at ease and can focus some of her energy on the art exam.

She studied acting in college in her previous life, and then took a one-year directing course abroad. It can be said that she has some theoretical knowledge, but has never formally directed a movie.

This time, she wants to start by writing a novel and is currently collecting materials.

It was another weekend, and Gao You went to the recycling station again, where he picked up several kilograms of magazines and newspapers.

Sister Deng, an employee at the recycling station, still had injuries on her face, and the scar at the corner of her mouth had just scabbed over.

"Sister, I know a kind of medicine, which is colorless and tasteless. After people take it, their hair will gradually fall out and their kidneys will fail..." she whispered in Sister Deng's ear.

Upon hearing this, Sister Deng looked at Gao You with a horrified expression.

"Are you crazy?" How dare she!

"If you're afraid of the risks, try another one. I know some martial arts and I can teach you. You can practice here during your work days and in your free time. Once you're good at it, even if you don't dare to fight back, at least you can resist a little. Don't bother the Women's Federation and the police all the time."

Sister Deng once again looked at Gao You as if he were a madman.

"I...I..." She didn't know what to say.

She knew that she had indeed caused a lot of trouble for many people, and every time she saw Sister Lu, the director of the Women's Federation, she felt very sorry for her.

"What are you afraid of? If you don't want to get a divorce, then don't get one. Just keep on fighting with that man. He's addicted to smoking and drinking, and he'll be completely ruined in a few years. You have a job to support yourself, so it's not bad for you to be a widow. If you don't want to be a widow, you can break his legs after you've trained yourself, and give him something to eat every day to keep him alive. Then you can do whatever you want." Gao You said it lightly, as if he was just squeezing an ant to death.

Sister Deng's hands and feet turned cold and there was fear in her eyes, but in the end, she showed a hint of expectation.

"How do we practice?" Sister Deng asked hesitantly in a low voice.

It’s better to break my legs. I don’t have to be a widow and be sold by my parents again.

Sun Tao beat her half to death, but he was only locked up for a few days.

As long as she is not beaten to death, at most she will be locked up for a few days, even a year or two.