Take It Easy

Forget it, the one who lost face is also the one who lost her, so let the little dirt dog flop around again.

Near the end of the year, all kinds of sand sculpture news began to compete with performance. Mu Qinglin was so busy that he was either on the way out for interviews, editing films in the editing room, or writing manuscripts with his computer in his arms. The whole work rhythm was like a stopwatch. question.

After lunch, Mu Qinglin was finally able to take a breather.

"You don't stop eating, how much do you love news?" Fu Xiao sat across from Mu Qinglin with a plate in his hand. Seeing that she was watching the news app again, he said with a big head.

Mu Qinglin didn't raise his eyes, ""The earth doesn't explode, and reporters don't have holidays." Keeping up with learning is the most basic professional quality of a journalist. "

"Stop, stop." Fu Xiaoren began to buzz, "24 hours a day, all year round, but the salary is only two-thirds of the current political, and the new media is even more incomparable. In addition, every month There are still dozens of manuscripts to be written. Sometimes the manuscript is held back, and the leader shouts at the back, and the editor urges the side, and the hair can be bald. As for the rest, it depends on the day off, and you have to be checked in normally. You said that we chose How many catties of water are in the brains of this industry?"

Mu Qinglin turned off the phone and put it aside, "It's still too late to change careers."

Fu Xiao, "Just talk about it, how can I be willing."

"By the way, what did you say about being beaten in Hongmen Lane a few days ago?" Fu Xiao asked strangely: "Didn't Lao Wang take us to practice mixed martial arts for a while? Why, the opponent is very powerful, You can't use your fists and feet in front of masters?"

Mu Qinglin swallowed the rice in his mouth, and took a sip of the soup, "I said almost, didn't I give them a chance in the end?"

"Okay, what happened at that time?" Fu Xiao asked.

Mu Qinglin thought for a while, but didn't shake his thoughts, "Respecting the old and loving the young is everyone's responsibility."

"What?" Fu Xiao was confused.

Mu Qinglin didn't explain, but instead asked her, "Is there any progress?"

"No..." Fu Xiao shook his head, "My brother called in the morning and said that they had been squatting in Hongmen Lane for a few days, but they didn't find anyone causing trouble. There is no other place, and they really take petty theft seriously. There is not enough room for detention even if there are mats spread out on the beams of the house.”

Mu Qinglin said, "Okay, I see, thank you to Xiaohui."

"It didn't work out, thank you for nothing." Fu Xiao was dissatisfied, "I can't even manage a small Red Gate Lane. Sooner or later, I'll take off his police uniform."

"Assaulting the police is breaking the law." Mu Qinglin reminded him friendly, then stood up and said, "I'm leaving, take your time."

Fu Xiao looked at Mu Qinglin's empty plate in surprise, and then at his untouched food, and said depressedly, "You don't even need to chew?"

"Hurry up. Next month is the first joint entrance exam for the third year of the 8th school. I received a temporary notice to go to the High School Attached to Xida University to shoot some material, to see how the school resolves the conflict between the "double reduction" and the college entrance examination, and to give parents a reassurance. "

Mu Qing nodded her watch and said, "I have an appointment with the school at 2:30, and I haven't prepared the interview outline yet."

Fu Xiao was tired from hearing it, "It seems that you have really adapted to the work of "Ping An Jiangping", and you are working hard all the time."

"Not yet..." Mu Qinglin smiled, "It's been two years, and I still haven't fully adapted."

Fu Xiao was taken aback, then waved his hand, telling Mu Qinglin to leave.

—

Tang Yuanzhou has a full back line recently, rushing to do it every day at 11 or 12 o'clock in the evening, Zhou Yi rarely sees others.

Fresh today, Zhou Yi uploaded a few newly completed small pictures to the gallery, and when he came out of the studio dangling with a banana in his mouth, he was surprised to find that Tang Yuanzhou was smoking a cigarette against a pillar.

"Brother..." Zhou Yi greeted him vaguely.

"Hmm..." Tang Yuanzhou pressed the button to extinguish the smoke, and opened the window to ventilate, "Stay far away, you'll cough if you breathe in the cold wind."

Zhou Yi felt very self-conscious, and walked around against the wall, nestled next to the radiator, and asked him sullenly, "Why are you here? Where's that young lady with a full back?"

Tang Yuanzhou, "I came here at six o'clock in the morning. I just couldn't stand the pain, so stop now."

Zhou Yi, "Oh..."

Seeing that Tang Yuanzhou was staring at the TV with both eyes, and didn't have any extra thoughts to talk to himself, Zhou Yi surreptitiously propped up the chair.

Before it started shaking, I heard Tang Yuanzhou say unhurriedly: "Normal people's vision on the left and right sides is close to 90 degrees."

"...?" As long as I could see her small movements out of the corner of my eye, I couldn't finish talking, and I didn't feel tired after such a big detour.

How did Zhou Yi tilt up the chair, how did he put it back, and asked boredly, "What are you looking at?"

Tang Yuanzhou, "Rerun of "Ping An Jiangping"."

Ping, An, Jiang, Ping.

Zhou Yi took the words apart and read them again.

Have not heard…

"Mu Qinglin and their livelihood program," Tang Yuanzhou added.

Zhou Yi, "Ah..."

After sitting for a while, Zhou Yi walked over with his arms crossed and asked, "Why do you suddenly pay attention to people's livelihood?"

"This is the TV as soon as it's on, just watch it." Tang Yuanzhou saw Zhou Yi shivering from the cold wind, cursed "You're too lazy to die", put the hat on her and said: "The reporter of this news is Mu Qing Come."

Zhou Yi scanned the TV without emotion, "Sure enough, he is helping someone find a dog." Then he tilted his head and lay down on the table as if boneless.

This is a piece of news that urban management has hunted and killed stray cats and dogs for once and for all.

Mu Qinglin, as a reporter on camera, did not bring in any personal feelings or opinions other than truthfully stating the facts. His language was precise and concise, and his thinking was clear, that is...

"Listening to news like Mu Qinglin's report, I always feel that it's almost meaningless." Tang Yuanzhou said with a smack.

Zhou Yi was quiet for a few seconds, sat up with his head driven by his shoulders, looked at the woman with calm eyebrows on TV, and said gently: "The language of Minsheng news is mostly life-like, and the words are popular, so that it is easy to shorten the distance with the audience. Qinglin's diction habits are too elitist, accurate and accurate, and the style does not match."

Tang Yuanzhou had known Zhou Yi for more than a year, and it was the first time he heard her speak in such a serious manner, and what she said seemed very reasonable, and he couldn't accept it all of a sudden, "I haven't been to school, and I know a lot."

Zhou Yi yawned indistinctly, slipped down a bit, and retracted into the sofa, "Education level has nothing to do with IQ, normal people like us can think of it."

"Indeed..." Tang Yuanzhou agreed, and felt that something was wrong when it was over. Before he could think about it, the phone rang suddenly.

Tang Yuanzhou connected immediately, his voice was as gentle as a different person, "Lingling..."

Lingling's full name is Yang Ling, Tang Yuanzhou's wife, she works as a teacher in the Kindergarten Affiliated to Xida University.

According to her, Zhou Yi would be taken away by the funeral home's car if it was a few hours later.

…

"Xiaojiu..." Tang Yuanzhou came over after answering the phone, with an extra computer bag in his hand, "Lingling left in a hurry this morning and forgot to bring her computer, so you can help me run an errand to send her there. The girl with a full back has a rest, brother here Can't go away."

Zhou Yi changed his lazy look, connected to the computer and said cheerfully, "I'll go right away."

Tang Yuanzhou quickly walked into the workshop.

Zhou Yi didn't hesitate, and got up to change clothes.

Unintentionally seeing Mu Qinglin's face reappeared on the TV screen, Zhou Yi stopped, looked at it carefully for a few seconds, and said with a blank face, "Is it about to be fired?"

—

It was already past 1:30 when Zhou Yi sent Yang Ling's computer over. She was about to start busy, so Zhou Yi didn't stay long. After coming out of the kindergarten, she swayed along the road, walking upright at a speed visible to the naked eye. , into bending over and trembling.

When the wind blows in winter, the soul can tremble with cold.

She had to find a place to hide.

Seeing the taxi platform not far away, Zhou Yi ran over like a crab avoiding the wind.

Don't say it, it's still useful.

After a little comfort, Zhou Yi turned into a slob again, with his back shoulders against the platform pillars, his hands in his pockets, and his body supported by only one leg, and he comfortably looked at the other people who were as cold as dogs in the distance.

Because he was so absorbed in watching, when the crisp class bell rang suddenly, Zhou Yi couldn't believe his ears, and he was stunned for a long time before turning his head and looking to the right—

The High School Affiliated to Xida University, the best high school in Jiangping, has been the number one student in arts and sciences in the college entrance examination for thirteen consecutive years.

Tang Yuanzhou said that in order to ensure the online rate of a book, the high school entrance examination score of the High School Affiliated to Xida University is ridiculously high.

Zhou Yi checked it out of boredom, and it is indeed high, but it is far from outrageous, so it is just average.

"Zhou Yi?" When Mu Qinglin got out of the car, he saw Zhou Yi leaning against him.

At first she was a little hesitant to admit it.

Zhou Yi is wearing a black peaked cap today, and a backpack of the same color is hooked on one shoulder. The shoulders are stretched out, and the pockets are leaned there with both hands. It is completely different from the shrugged and shrugged neck look before. Look at it. It's a little cool.

Zhou Yi heard the familiar voice, blinked, looked away from the attached middle school, and did not move, waiting for Mu Qinglin to walk by himself.

"Why are you here?" Mu Qinglin asked.

Zhou Yi looked at her with a serious expression, "Dazed..."

"The store is not big enough for you to be stunned?"

"Occasionally a change of scenery."

"meticulous…"

"Ms. Mu, let's go!" the fellow cameraman Xiao Liu stood at the school gate and urged.

Mu Qinglin turned around and responded, and said to Zhou Yi: "Continue to be dazed?"

Zhou Yi, "Maybe..."

Mu Qinglin was suddenly happy, "Be careful to freeze into an ice sculpture, the weather forecast says that there will be heavy snow later."

"Ah Choo!" Zhou Yi sneezed in response to the situation, suddenly he didn't want to be strong.

"Are you going to school?" Zhou Yi asked.

Mu Qinglin, "Yes, there is an interview."

"Indoor or outdoor?"

"indoor…"

"Can you take me with you?"

"..." Yes, yes, but the two of them haven't gotten to know each other well yet, have they?

Zhou Yi is not stupid, she understood the meaning as soon as Mu Qinglin was silent.

It was really difficult for her to ask this question.

"Forget it, I..."

"I didn't say no." Mu Qinglin interrupted with a smile, "However, I'm going to do business today, you can't stab me when you get the chance like before."

Zhou Yi immediately nodded, "Yeah!"

The overly obedient expressions and words made Mu Qinglin's heart tremble, but she had already said her words, and she couldn't go back on her word, so she could only bite the bullet and lead Zhou Yi into the attached middle school.

Then, Kumei turned into a little rural dog who had never seen the world. Wherever she went, she was so excited that she could even praise the cracked floor tiles of the office building, "I smell knowledge. the taste of."

Xiao Liu followed Zhou Yi all the way, and was almost split by her laughing.

Seeing that he was about to go to the office building to see the grade director, Mu Qinglin hesitated.

As far as Zhou Yi's exuberant vitality is seen, people will probably think that their station has entered something strange this year.

Don't let it go up, I don't know what kind of **** storm it will have to go through.

On the one hand is the reputation of the province and Taiwan, on the other hand is his own life.

Mu Qinglin was very embarrassed.

Inadvertently heard Zhou Yi say to Xiao Liu with envy and frustration: "It's my first time here." Mu Qing paused.

Forget it, the one who lost face is also the one who lost her, so let the little dirt dog flop around again.