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On the way back, Jian Li murmured about the profession of a reporter. She became an intern in just a few months, but it has changed her imagination of society to a certain extent. When she was in college, she always paid more attention to the ego, and valued taking herself as an example. The main thing is to start watching things, and the news has stimulated her curiosity about the society and she has an endless sense of freshness.

But the more I go down, the more I feel ignorant. I can’t think about problems from my own point of view in every news. I need enough knowledge as a reserve. To actually implement it, the editor-in-chief will transfer her to Yuji.

I always talk about ideals and ideals, and being a reporter to let everyone see the reality is an ideal, but the master is gone for the sake of ideals, and he still has seniors and juniors. This road of journalists looks brilliant, but it is full of thorns.

Jian Li opened the car window, and the cold wind pricked like needles on every inch of her exposed skin, about to pierce this firm heart.

"Ding--"

"Ding--"

"Hello." Jian Li couldn't hide the fatigue in her voice.

"I'm Xiao Wu. Just now I received a call from a police officer saying that the master is gone." Xiao Wu was crying on the other end of the phone with grief, "I didn't expect that our reporters would die if they ran the news, Jian Li."

Jian Li's heart trembled and trembled with his crying, looking out the window with tears quietly filling her eyes, she brushed away the tears with her index finger, and said to the phone, "Fortunately, the last evidence has been preserved, the poisonous seafood has been After searching for a long time, it can finally be exposed.”

"It's fine if it's true, Jian Li." Xiao Wu's voice tended to collapse, "Do you know why the poisonous seafood is so serious but there is no news? Because all the manuscripts have been killed, I started from the master During the investigation, I wrote one by one, but the editor-in-chief sent the manuscript up and sent it back to say that I couldn’t write it. My master’s hard work just went to waste.”

It is common for journalists to have their manuscripts blocked. In this era when literati leave and businessmen settle in, if the manuscripts are not titled party and commercialized, no one will read them.

The knowledge read in the book became a reality, so Jian Li and Xiao Wu ate Coptis chinensis.

"Try again." Jian Li looked at the stars in the sky, "Try again, maybe the poisonous seafood incident was suppressed for various reasons, but we still have to report, this time is different from before .”

Xiao Wu continued to sob, "When did we become a high-risk job as a reporter, Jian Li, I don't want to do it anymore, remember, I want to go home and take the civil service exam to listen to my parents. Being a reporter at this newspaper is tiring and the manuscript Not to mention being shot, I didn’t understand when I returned home, and now I’m still in danger, I don’t want to do it anymore.”

"Think carefully before making a decision." Jian Li said indifferently, "As long as you don't regret it, that's fine."

"I can write well, but why is it so difficult to write a manuscript? I wrote an editor-in-chief and asked me to rewrite it, and then re-wrote the second one. Later, the seventh and eighth articles were not mine except for the title. The editor-in-chief was satisfied. I voted and still got rejected, I’m going crazy like this every day.” Xiao Wu covered his head and said loudly on the other end of the phone, “There are still so few internship companies, I can’t eat enough for a month, I have to go My family asked for money, and I really don’t know what this career has given me.”

Jian Li quietly listened to Xiao Wu's endless complaints, her head was gently stroked, she didn't look back but continued to listen, and responded quietly.

"Ah."

"Ok."

"do you live alone?"

"It's good to have someone to accompany you."

"go to bed early."

After hanging up the phone, Jian Li's head was in a mess and she leaned back on the seat.

"Did you finish the phone call?" Yan Jinbai held the steering wheel in one hand.

Jian Li nodded, "I didn't expect reporters to sacrifice themselves, life is too fragile."

"The most ideal ending in life may be to die without illness and die in bed. But in fact, many people die of accidents and diseases."

A doctor is the person who has seen death the most. Everyone rejects death. Once he dies, all the joys, sorrows, joys, fame, fortune and wealth in the world will disappear. He has seen too much death.

Surprised that the topic was heavy, Jian Li knocked on her forehead. Although her head and heart were about to explode, she didn't want Yan Jinbai to be sad with her, "Doctor Yan, are we almost home?"

"There are still two more traffic lights." Yan Jinbai closed the window of Jian Li's car that had been blowing the wind, "Do you want to catch a cold from the blowing wind at night?"

Jian Li shook her head, trying to stay awake, and to keep her dizzy head from being blown by the cool wind so that it wouldn't hurt.

After returning home, Jian Li stretched her waist, "Dr. Yan has worked hard today. If the reporter has something to do, there is really no Saturday or Sunday. Rest early."

Yan Jinbai walked up to Jian Li with big strides, and took out his men's handbag from Jian Li's arms. Jian Li was shocked to find that her bag was hung behind the door just now, "Say sad words, hold them in my heart tonight Going to lose sleep again."

Jian Li's thoughts were seen through at a glance.

No matter who encounters such a thing, he will not be calm, even if Yan Jinbai encounters death at Jian Li's age, he will be so sad that he can't eat, and his mind is confused and at a loss.

"Drink some yogurt." Yan Jinbai took out yogurt from the refrigerator and sat on the coffee table, patted the seat next to him, "Sleep well at night, Jian Li, if you don't want others to know, write it out."

For a girl like Jian Li, it is not something that can be done in a day or two to get her to speak out. Fortunately, it takes a long time, so you can take it slowly, and one day she will be trusted and relied on.

"I just don't know why I'm a reporter. It's different from what I thought." Jian Li said as she sat next to Yan Jinbai, "I used to think that I could meet people from all walks of life, ask questions and write about it." The manuscript is fine, I didn't expect to be so tired, and I will be killed if I write the manuscript."

"There are many professions, but only the reporter is the defending king. Jian Li, the reporter is very hard." Yan Jinbai recalled the first time he saw Jian Li squatting on the news and eating bread, like a little hamster, his eyes were full of soft light , "I have seen a lot of staying in the hospital, writing manuscripts, and being scolded."

It was just the beginning, Jian Li grasped the idea on the sofa, university is indeed an ivory tower, society is indeed a purgatory.

"But you are different, Jian Li." Yan Jinbai put the yogurt in front of Jian Li, "Everything will surprise you, and you will try your best. I envy such passion."

"Huh? Envious?"

"Well, I used to believe that every patient could be saved as long as he tried his best, but the reality is uncontrollable, unlike the formulas and methods in textbooks, as long as you follow them, you will get a correct solution." Yan Jinbai tried his best to stand on the simple line. Pear's angle made her understand.

Everyone comes to the world and is protected by the school with all kinds of dreams. When they go to college, they master a skill. After work, they will shine in all walks of life and contribute to society by relying on their skills.

The process is difficult, because the dream at school is shattered, the reality is always naked, everyone is dragged into the complicated world when they go to work, and there are no fairy tales here.

PS: Dr. Yan's Weibo: I want to guard your fairy tale.