Tong Jizhou's creative enthusiasm that finally arose, where was he willing to retreat like this?

He looked at the closed door in front of him, thought about it, but still didn't dare to keep knocking on the door, it would be bad to annoy people.

If you can't hit a straight ball, then let's take a detour.

Tong Jizhou's eyes looked flexibly left and right, looking at a family with the courtyard door open, his eyes lit up, and he ran over.

"Is anyone there?"

This time he had a long eye, went directly into the courtyard, and raised his voice to greet him.

"Who?"

There was a kind voice in the room, and an old lady who was cleaned up came out, looking about the same age as Mrs. Song, but her legs and feet were inconvenient, and she walked very slowly.

Tong Jizhou hurriedly put on a smiling face and directly showed his press card:

"Hello auntie, I am a reporter from the provincial newspaper and want to come for an interview. ”

The old lady was obviously no stranger to the reporter's interview, and raised her hand to stroke her hair and tugged at the placket, and stood in front of the door and asked:

"Shall we just stand and pick?"

Tong Jizhou took out his camera with a look of eyes, took a few steps back, and taught the old lady to adjust her posture in a matter-of-fact manner.

"Okay, hold on, don't blink, I'll count one, two, three. ”

Click.

"It's done!"

Tong Jizhou gave her a thumbs up and put away the camera.

The old lady frowned:

"Did you shine it? Why didn't I see that white light?"

The corners of Tong Jizhou's mouth stiffened, and he hugged the baby camera with a little weakness, he didn't even open the lens cover just now, so he wanted to fool people.

But he didn't dare to say it, for fear of being beaten.

This family dares to open the door in broad daylight, but there is not a single guard dog in the yard, which can only mean that it is even more difficult to mess with.

"Of course I did, it's very good!"

Tong Jizhou tried to widen his eyes and enhance his persuasiveness.

"Auntie, that flash is a supplemental light, I'm afraid that the light is too dim and people can't shine clearly. How bright the sky is, we don't need that, otherwise the light is too strong, and people will be blurred, and they are all particular. ”

"Really?" said the old lady, seeing that he was right, half-incredulously. "Then will I give this photo to the newspaper?"

The corners of Tong Jizhou's mouth stiffened again, and he swallowed his saliva and replied:

"I will propose it to the leader, but the leader has to make a decision, I am a reporter, and it doesn't matter if I say it. ”

The old lady's face turned cold, and she looked at him as if she were looking at a useless piece of garbage.

"Can you wash the picture and send me one?"

The meaning of the words is very obvious, you can't interview me for nothing, can you?

Tong Jizhou felt bitter in his heart, he didn't even shoot it, how can he wash it?

But if he wants to deceive other people's old ladies, he can't pass the conscience level.

It's really evil, why is it that the reputation of a reporter is not good here? Obviously, when I was studying at school, everyone was happy to cooperate.

"Don't even give me a photo? young man, why are you so slammed, you can't be like this. If you have it, go quickly, don't like to look at you like this, stay away from me. ”

When the old lady saw him hesitating, she knew that she was tired, and she didn't want to drive people out.

She has also received a lot of reporters these days, all of them have sweet mouths and will come to things, and they are generous with work in their eyes, but they have never seen anything like this, and they are stunned!

"Auntie, I ......"

Tong Jizhou also wanted to explain that he was once again rewarded by the fierce lady.

Tong Jizhou looked suspicious of life, and he didn't know if there was something wrong with the people in this village, or if he had something wrong with himself.

No matter what, he can't go back empty-handed, unless he doesn't want to turn positive.

Gotta get a good draft!

It's better to take a photo of the little girl in Song Ci, it will be more stable.

Tong Jizhou looked at the closed courtyard door, thinking about the difficult old ladies, and shivered.

Forget it, he'd rather go down to the field to help shake peanuts!

Tong Jizhou thought clearly, wiped his face, cheered up, turned his head and went to the field outside the village again.

This time, he had a long heart, and simply asked where the cadres of the brigade were.

He didn't believe it, and the cadres could still trick him into working? It is impossible for people's consciousness to be so low.

But it doesn't hurt.

No matter how big an official is, it is easy to say clichés in his mouth, and he is so happy.

He had to pay attention, otherwise the content of the interview would be full of water and not attractive.

Maybe go back and find the first neighbor you can talk to?

Chapter error, click here to submit (registration required),

After submission, the maintenance staff will correct the chapter content within two minutes, please be patient.

-->