Take It Easy

Loan her to us for a few days.

Mu Qinglin supervised Zhou Yian to turn into Hongmen Lane and turn back to Shengtai just after eight o'clock in the evening. She put her things on the table and went straight to the office of her immediate boss, Cui Wenjing, and didn't come out for a long time.

Fu Xiao couldn't get through to Mu Qinglin's phone number, so he hurried over and grabbed someone and asked, "Where is your sister Mu?"

The man pointed back, "The director's office."

"How long have you been there?"

"It's been almost half an hour. The director that Sister Mu took the initiative to find, seems to want to do a few special documentaries on the mental health of elementary and middle school students."

"What kind of documentary are you doing now!" Fu Xiao was impatient.

After waiting for a while, there was still no movement, so Fu Xiao hurried over to knock on the door.

Cui Wenjing, "Enter..."

Fu Xiao opened the door and said, "Director Cui, it's an urgent matter, I need your help!"

Cui Wenjing has a round face and smiles like a Maitreya Buddha, "Can I save the life of your news center?"

Fu Xiao, "Yes, you can!"

Cui Wenjing, "Okay, let's talk about it, how can I save it?"

Fu Xiao raised his hand and pointed to Mu Qinglin, who was standing aside, "Lend her to us for a few days."

—

In the rest area, Mu Qinglin was leaning on the guardrail, holding a notebook that was almost finished, "What's the matter?" she asked.

Fu Xiao got straight to the point, "You should have heard about the provincial leader's visit abroad."

Mu Qinglin, "Hmm..."

Fu Xiao, "Among the colleagues who were scheduled to go abroad for follow-up visits, one of them was unable to go due to a certain situation. At the end of the year, the tasks of various departments are heavy. It is difficult to find a suitable one temporarily. Lao Wang has no choice but to let me come to you."

"I can't go..." Mu Qinglin didn't hesitate.

Fu Xiao said loudly, "Looking at the young people who speak well in the stage, you have rich experience in follow-up visits abroad, and the big scene is stable. Who else will you go to?!"

"You said that was two years ago..." Mu Qinglin's expression was very calm, "In the past two years, let alone going abroad, I haven't even been to places farther than the counties around Jiangping. The biggest scene I saw was probably yesterday. That jumping incident."

"You..." Fu Xiao wanted to persuade, remembering the reason why Mu Qinglin became like this, and abruptly choked back the words.

The two stood silently.

After a long time, Fu Xiaocai spoke again, "I know there are some things you can't forget, but you can't stay stuck in the past. Mu Qinglin, your ideal is not to be short-sighted for the rest of your life. It may not stay with you for long."

Fu Xiao raised his hand and touched Mu Qinglin's notebook, "You should have noticed that whether you are appearing on camera or writing a manuscript, your wording habits are still serious, which will invisibly distance you from the young people. The distance will not do your group any good.

Old Cui didn't tell the truth because he had a good relationship with Lao Wang. Since he accepted Lao Wang's transfer of you, he would guarantee you. When he leaves, do you think you can continue to stay here?

In the current working environment, there are no charities anywhere, and they will not willingly keep a misfit to waste resources. "

Fu Xiao's words are true.

The last time Wang Ba and others were arrested, Mu Qinglin was already deliberately changing her word habits. Most people would not notice it, but she herself knew very well how uncomfortable what she said at that time.

Several times, her mind would suddenly go blank, and she couldn't think of what words to use to express it so that the audience in front of the TV with only a "seven-year-old IQ" could hear clearly and comfortably.

In just a few minutes, her palms were covered with sweat. It was the first time she appeared on camera, and she was not nervous when she was facing the live broadcast of prime time news.

…

"I know you're in a dilemma. Do you think it's for Lao Wang this time? He retired immediately, and his tiredness when he was young became more and more obvious. Do you want to see him fight in person?" Fu Xiao continued, observing carefully at the same time. Looking at Mu Qinglin's expression.

When she heard the words "for Lao Wang", her eyes obviously flickered.

Soon, Fu Xiao heard her wavering voice: "How long?"

"One week, I'll leave tonight." Fu Xiao spoke extremely fast, afraid that Mu Qinglin would regret it if he was a word too late.

She just nodded, "I'm going back to pack my luggage now. You can help me with the customs clearance documents. At eleven o'clock at the latest, I will go to the press center to pack the equipment with you."

Fu Xiao responded, "No problem!"

Mu Qinglin was in a hurry this trip.

After the interview began, in addition to appearing on camera, writing manuscripts, and sending back on-site reports as quickly as possible, she was also responsible for post-production dubbing—bilingual. She was once so busy that she only slept for three or four hours.

The long-lost sense of urgency made her uncomfortable, and what was more, she continued to indulge her excitement in restraint. Once she got involved, it was difficult for her to think of other things, including the agreement with Zhou Yi.

—

At seven o'clock on Wednesday morning, Yang Ling was having dinner with Tang Yuanzhou, when she suddenly heard footsteps on the stairs, she poked her head over her head, and saw Zhou Yi walking down the stairs with his hair on his head, staring dazedly.

"The sun came out from the west today, and you got up so early?" Yang Ling was surprised.

Zhou Yi came over and sat down, leaning his head back on the back of the chair, emptied his eyes, and said without desire or desire, "I have something..."

Yang Ling turned to Tang Yuanzhou without hesitation, "Can't you arrange less work for her?"

Tang Yuanzhou is innocent, "She is so cowardly. If the cold is a little serious, she will be paralyzed by the heater and can't even kick. I can't think about it so much that I will arrange extra work for her. Don't want the signboard?"

"It seems to be..." Yang Ling tapped the dishes with her chopsticks, and paid attention to Zhou again, "What's the matter, you can actually dig you lazy **** out of bed?"

Zhou Yi blinked his eyes in slow motion, his mouth was not fully opened, "I have an appointment with someone, let's go out for a while."

Yang Ling looked at Tang Yuanzhou again, "Why did you take her out in such a cold day?"

In her consciousness, Zhou Yi knew them both, and she could only make an appointment with them.

Tang Yuanzhou got up directly, "I'd better go."

Yang Ling and Zhou Yi were soon left on the table.

Yang Ling kicked Zhou Yi's doggy cotton slippers that were as fat as a ball from below, and asked her, "Meet new friends in the alley?"

"Outside..." The three words were on the lips, Zhou Yi smashed it for two seconds and sat up, squeezed a small steamed bun and stuffed it into his mouth, puffing his cheeks and whining for a long time, Yang Ling didn't understand a word .

"Overcome overcome, be dumb for now, thank you." Yang Ling couldn't complain, so she could only beg her to stop talking.

Zhou Yi nodded with a smile, reached out and wanted to pinch the buns, but Yang Ling knocked them away with a chopstick, "Dirty, you, wash your hands!"

Zhou Yi glanced anxiously at her steamed buns with cabbage and pork, put them in her pocket and went upstairs to wash.

It's less than eight o'clock to get the outfit for going out.

Zhou Yi paced around the door for a while, and decided to draw a few small pictures to fill in the gallery. Now she seems to be very active when she goes out, she is obviously very, very reluctant.

However, after half an hour, there were a few more wires on the board, and after an hour, there were still a few fewer wires.

"..." Zhou Yi sighed and gave up struggling.

When Ming Kai, who was as skilled as Tang Yuanzhou, heard it, he asked her amusedly, "Why are you still sighing? It's a little late for puberty."

"How is it possible?" Zhou Yi retorted seriously and honestly. The adolescent girl either has a physical change or has a crush on a boy. How could she have such unpredictable thoughts.

Ming Kai laughed at Zhou Yi's tone until his hands trembled, "Why is it impossible? You haven't reached 19 yet, and you are holding the tail of youth in your hands."

Zhou Yi didn't say a word, anyway, she didn't have that concern.

"Hey, why are you going? Didn't draw a single picture today?" Ming Kai asked her casually when he saw Zhou Yi got up.

Zhou Yi pursed his lips embarrassingly, "Go out for a walk and talk about it when you come back."

"Don't go far, Yuan Zhou told the people in the store that your cold will be cured soon, and let everyone watch you and don't go out in the wild wind."

"Am I a criminal?"

"Well, a gust of wind can still blow a sick prisoner."

"..." Zhou Yi went downstairs and saw Xiao Hei's eyes looking at him vigorously, and almost didn't follow her to the women's bathroom, it was outrageous.

Zhou Yi sits on the toilet and meditates.

It's almost half past nine.

If you have an appointment with someone, should you go out at this point?

No matter how late the hospital is off work!

Zhou Yi decided not to dawdle.

While Xiao Hei greeted people, he quietly found out the "Buddha Demon", and sat at the foot of the stone lion at the entrance of the east alley, waiting for Mu Qing to come.

At ten o'clock, Mu Qinglin still didn't show up, and there was no WeChat.

The Red Gate Lane at this point has already started to be lively, Zhou Yi looked at the no longer wake-up look on the faces of the people passing by, and decided that it was late.

She rubbed her hands that were stiff from the cold, took out her phone, scrolled up and down WeChat a few times, and finally stopped at the screen with Mu Qinglin - it was so clean that even the subscription number hadn't been updated.

forget?

still busy?

Why don't you come and say something anyway, she doesn't want to go anyway.

Zhou Yi irritably threw the phone into his pocket, turned and left.

Not long after, he turned back slowly and continued to sit at the stone lion's feet and waited.

The past few days have been windy and overcast, making people uncomfortable.

—

After the mission was over, on the bus to pick up the follow-up personnel back to the province and Taiwan, Wang Hejing, the director of the news center, stood in front and spoke with a microphone, "Don't leave for a while. I will treat you tonight. Everyone, relax."

There was enthusiastic applause and booing in the car.

Mu Qinglin had no interest, and looked down at the news with his mobile phone.

Seeing this, Fu Xiao stretched out his hand to block it, and said wordlessly, "Are you tired?"

Mu Qinglin took the opportunity to put away the phone, "I'm tired, my whole body is sore, my mind is dull, and I'm hanging on by a breath of immortal energy."

"Tired and you don't know how to rest?" Fu Xiaobai glanced at her and said in a low voice, "Drunk old Wang tonight?"

Mu Qinglin, "Come on, old Wang is very intentional to pick us up all the way, if we want to drink another day..."

When it comes to drinking, the first image that pops up in Mu Qinglin's mind is the already familiar Hongmen Lane.

When thinking of Hongmen Lane, one would naturally think of Zhou Yi.

Thinking of Zhou Yi, her expression cracked a bit.

"What day is it today?" Mu Qinglin asked Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao, "Friday, Friday night."

Of course Mu Qinglin knew, the problem was that two full days had passed since the appointment with Zhou Yi, and she hadn't sent her a WeChat message.

No question, no anger, nothing, no, Zhou Yi changed his avatar...

Mu Qing opened Zhou Yi's new avatar that was completely dark, and said with a wry smile, "It's over..."