A young reporter working hard in the entertainment industry

【27】

I can touch hell when I crouch down, but I can't see heaven when I raise my head. ——Bei Dao---------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------

Birds of Paradise and FT have strong wrists. An accident happened the night before, and they came forward to solve it the next day. A temporary press conference was held that night. When the FT interview was released, the Birds of Paradise press conference was opened on the spot.

Within two days, public opinion will be controlled.

The press conference was full of voices, Xu Nuo stood in the shadow of the exit gate, and saw a high platform surrounded by a group of people, and two figures were sitting on the high platform.Xu Haina was dressed in a capable and generous OL, and it was rare for Wen Jinyu to stop being coquettish. Her upper body was dressed in a well-regulated white shirt, which accidentally set off that enchanting face beautifully and innocently.

The flashlights on the scene can blind people, and Xu Nuo finally gritted his teeth to hold on to the interview, but now he really couldn't hold on anymore, the sequelae of falling into the water and wind and cold were really serious.

He reached out and rubbed his temples, turned and left the venue, but met someone in the aisle that he least wanted to meet at this time.

Luo Jia's clothes were incompatible with the seriousness of the press conference. His petite body was wrapped in an army green windbreaker, which looked casual and concise.Around her neck is a work sign that reads "The Truth".

TheTruth news website is supported by Luo Jia alone, but it is also because of this person that he can breathe clean air in the cluttered online world.

They have a motto that is always marked at the top of the page: pay homage to the real.

To the truth.

Truth

what is the truth

Are the news reports the truth?Shouldn't the news only report the truth?

Luo Jia was Xu Nuo's most desirable target, because as a reporter, this person is wise, vicious, and persistent in the truth and principles. At least the things she reports are so admirable. What she pursues is infinitely close to the truth. Real journalists are always ashamed of perfunctory and lies.

Xu Nuo once also wanted to be a person like Luo Jia, without any secrets in his heart, and live in this world frankly, but he personally created fake news and exposed it under Luo Jia's nose.

Now, I don't even have the qualifications to yearn for.

Luo Jia's face was as calm as ever, as if she had expected Xu Nuo to be here, and the doll showed no surprise on her face. She raised her camera and pointed at Xu Nuo, "We meet again, let's have a look."

Click, she pressed the shutter with her finger, and the lens seemed to turn into a bottomless black hole, Xu Xu knew that her face must be very pale.

"Can't you laugh?" Luo Jia glanced at the soulless person on the camera screen, "Is he still sick? His face is so ugly."

The only answer she promised was silence.

He was very tired, and he just wanted to escape from this noisy place as quickly as possible, and escape from Luo Jia's tricky eyes.

Feeling flustered, nauseous, getting sicker.

Xu Nuo bowed slightly and missed Lorgar leaving, but her last casual sarcasm still drifted into her ears.

"As ugly as your interview coverage," she said.

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Xu Nuo developed a high fever the next day, and Miss ViVi helped him to ask for leave. He was honored to be the intern reporter who asked for the most leave but was also promoted the fastest.

Zhan Ziheng sat in the attic and stayed with him all morning, Xu Nuo lying sickly on the small bed, it didn't look like a physical bacterial infection, more like being tortured by mental troubles.

Zhan Ziheng had never seen Xu Nuo look so melancholy, as if, overnight, he had learned something and lost something.

"Promise, promise!" He called out many times before calling the patient's soul back, "Are you... in a bad mood recently?"

Xu Nuo looked at him with drooping eyes, and his eyes moved slowly, as if it took him a long time to listen to his words.

"If," Xu Nuo took tens of seconds to speak, then paused again, as if he was trying to find his own voice, "if there is a Holy Grail on the opposite side that you must get, you have to go through a swamp full of mud if you want to get it Earth, when at last you reach the Holy Grail and pick it up after all the hardships, only to find that your hands are full of filth and have stained the cup."

Xu Nuo stared at Zhan Ziheng with black and white eyes, "The Holy Grail has lost its halo, it is no longer the Holy Grail..."

"Tell me, should you be sad?"

Zhan Ziheng didn't understand why Xu Nuo suddenly told a short story like a fable, he just felt that since Xu Nuo asked, he had to answer it.

He thought for a while, and replied seriously: "Don't be too sad, just take it home and wash it?"

When Xu Haina went up to the attic, she only heard Xu Nuo's voice sounded like crying and laughing, as if it was stuffed in a container, making it hard to hear clearly.She looked at the source of the sound, and saw Zhan Ziheng sitting on the edge of the bed, looking like he didn't know what to do, and there was a trembling lump under the white quilt on the bed, and the sound came from there.

It was only when we got closer that we could hear clearly that the person under the quilt was laughing.

Xu Haina put her hands on her hips and called out in a moderate voice: "Zhan Ziheng."

I saw that Zhan Ziheng tensed up the moment he heard the voice, and turned his head stiffly, "Sister Haina..."

"As soon as Jinyu's incident was exposed, you came up with a news about 'Zhan Ziheng playing a big name and quit acting', right?" Xu Haina came over and grabbed Zhan Ziheng's ear, "Xuan is an adult who knows how to take care of himself, but you ! Do you know that a grown man should put his own work first?!"

"Ahh! It hurts, Sister Haina!" Zhan Ziheng howled, "Sister Haina, if you have something to say, let go first!"

"Promise!" Xu Haina ignored Zhan Ziheng and shouted at the lump on the bed, "I took him away, can you take care of yourself?"

He stretched out a hand under the quilt and made an OK gesture.

Xu Haina wore high heels to 175, and her slender body effortlessly dragged the tall Zhan Ziheng downstairs. Zhan Ziheng cooperated with the former, bowed his waist, and looked back miserably, "Promise, call me if you need something, I can answer it!"

"I can get your head! How many times have I called you in the morning and you didn't answer, and you actually wanted to skip the announcement!"

"Ahh, sister Haina, please be gentle! Your ears are about to fall off!"

"Give me your mobile phone now, do you still want to bring your mobile phone on the show?"

"Come on, sister Hana, you are the best..."

The noisy voices of the two became quieter with the footsteps going down the stairs. Xu Nuo got out of the bed, his eyes were wet, and a line of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, which wet the pillow.

The crying person has a smile on his mouth.

"what……"

"Isn't it enough to wash it off?"

"Zhan Ziheng, you are a living treasure."

In the empty attic, a person muttered to himself.

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