Xiang Bei seemed to wake up and didn't know how long it took, but finally came to his senses, and his brain was chaotic and remembered what had happened before.

He remembered that someone had said before that there was a trick when encountering a "ghost press": to keep chanting "Amitabha" in his mouth, so that he could regain control of his body. However, this is only theoretical knowledge after all, and if you really get to the operational level, you will find that it is all.

Xiang Bei inexplicably gave birth to a national scold in his heart.

He thought of the girl who was pressed on his body, and an erotic encounter turned out to be the scene of a car accident, and he felt terrified when he thought about it. What a sweet look, it turned out to be a femme fatale!

Xiangbei calmed down and thought about it, although the "ghost press" is so real, it must be a dream, a nightmare! The two people sitting on the sofa who kept nodding their heads should be Zhou Xuecen and Nuoyi.

The mother and son must have seen that they had done such an unfaithful and unrighteous adulterous thing, so they came to the door and sounded the alarm for themselves by pressing the bed with ghosts.

No, let's go out and breathe. The sun is already shining outside, and it is a good weather of 40 degrees Celsius, where there is sun, there is yang, and the bigger the sun, the more yang will naturally be enough.

The woman next door had already gotten up, followed by another burst of rain and clouds, and the woman's cry was still as unscrupulous as ever, as if it was like a cry of life, breaking through the sky.

Rich and poor, whether living in villas or slums, all have the same rights and resources to vent their primitive impulses. This is probably one of the few fairies in this world.

Just like the young man next door, I got such a good woman out of nowhere, maybe I spent money or maybe I relied on personality charm, but since I got it, I had to enjoy it to the fullest. Day and night, day and night.

Xiang Bei had another national curse in his heart, such a poor scream! But he no longer had the slightest evil thought in his heart, and he was soft and treadful all over his body.

……

In the Beijiang Evening News, Luo Fangyi began to get busy as soon as he arrived at the unit.

Qu Changguo assigned her a topic: Laborers in high temperatures.

This is the title of a song of the four seasons.

The so-called Four Seasons Song is a theme that has inherent themes throughout the year and year after year, such as the Spring Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, and National Day holiday reports, such as reporting high temperatures in summer, traveling in autumn, and going to the grassroots level in the New Year at the end of the year.

Although the Four Seasons Songs are all prescriptive actions and are not challenging, they have become a meal just like watching the Spring Festival Gala in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

However, today is indeed a high temperature, although the weather forecast temperature has never exceeded 37 degrees Celsius, but the surface temperature has long exploded.

Isn't the reporter the same as a worker? Luo Fangyi was unhappy, picked up a bottle of Huoxiang Zhengqi liquid from his desk, and drank it all.

The taste was really sour enough, Luo Fangyi grinned, picked up his bag and rushed to the "battlefield".

Since breaking up with Qin Motian, Luo Fangyi has become accustomed to the life of a single dog: eating alone, commuting alone, and spending weekends alone.

Women are not like men, men have been single for a long time, and they will always think about some dirty things. Women are mostly innocent and will never explode as long as their fuses are not triggered.

Now, if Luo Fangyi is allowed to lie in a man's arms, she will not be comfortable.

Luo Fangyi was just about to walk out of the newspaper compound when the phone rang.

"Hey, are you going?"

"No, just out of the gate. Luo Fangyi replied.

"Wait for me, why don't we go to the interview together. ”

The caller was Zhang Zhiyao.

Luo Fangyi wondered, the sun came out of the west? Or was it too hot to burn out Zhang Zhiyao's brain? The dignified director of the political and cultural group was willing to do such dirty work.

"Hey, let's go. In the compound of the newspaper office, Zhang Zhiyao walked towards him with a camera on his back and a bag in his hand.

"Director Zhang, what are you doing here? We're going to interview sanitation workers, takeaway boys, and workers from power companies. If you carry a large bag and a small bag, I'm afraid it will be difficult to move. ”

There is no profit and it is too early, Luo Fangyi thinks that a person like Zhang Zhiyao, who is better at oral work than manual work, will be so enthusiastic and active, he must have heard some rumors.

Could it be that the president himself named this topic?

"The president has ordered that workers in high temperatures must reflect high temperatures, which is really a problem. I thought about it for a while, let's do an egg experiment, put the eggs on the ground and see how cooked they are," Zhang Zhiyao picked up the bag in his hand, "Look, the eggs are here." The leader also said that we can't just send newspapers, and the video of the client is also very important, so we also have to make a short video. ”

Sure enough, Luo Fangyi smiled knowingly: "Okay, Director Zhang will lead the team, and I will do it all."

Force fit. Oh, by the way, what treasures do you have in your bag?"

"That's a lot. GoPro, DJI gimbal, drone ......" Zhang Zhiyao is like a treasure.

Since the beginning of this year, Bac Giang Evening News has made great efforts in the field of new media reporting, spent a lot of money to build a converged reporting platform, and purchased video editing workstations such as Apple and Premiere, as well as Nikon D series, drones, handheld gimbals, Ronin, magic wands and other shooting equipment and equipment.

There is a lot of momentum to start anew.

Most journalists are not accustomed to, let alone understood, the pace of such a shift. However, President Xiahou Mingqi has already smelled the cold winter of the industry.

"The operation of these equipment...... Will you be?" Luo Fangyi was a little surprised, these are all shooting equipment from heaven to earth, each with different apps and operation methods.

"Except for not getting the captain's certificate, it's all done. Zhang Zhiyao looked proud, even if it was Heifei, it would be able to fly. can go up and down, be able to write and martial arts, and be able to speak, in Beijiang Evening News, there are really not many talents like this who can control the whole field.

Zhang Zhiyao and Luo Fangyi are not newcomers, and Four Seasons Song has also participated in a lot, and topics like "Laborers in High Temperature" have long been familiar with the operation.

Interviews with sanitation workers in the morning, takeaway boys at noon, egg experiments and interviews with power workers in the afternoon. Zhang Zhiyao brought out all the guys: bringing GoPro to the takeaway brother, conducting drone aerial photography when conducting high-voltage operations in the field, conducting egg experiments on the urban road, and inviting Luo Fangyi to appear on the camera and have a vlog.

Luo Founyi is a beauty, and sunny. Sunshine beauties usually have one characteristic - love of expression and love of smelly beauty. Although it is a vlog debut, Luo Fangyi's performance is natural and generous, lively and unpretentious.

It was a perfect day, both fulfilling and hearty.

That's right, it's really hearty, and Luo Fangyi can smell the stench emanating from his body.

By the time all the interviews were filmed, it wasn't too late. Four or five interviews a day, such an efficiency is already extremely high. Of course, post-manuscript writing and video editing are not a breeze. Fortunately, the two of them cooperate, each with their own division of labor, so it will naturally be a lot easier.

"Director Zhang, the video editing is all up to you, I'm a layman. Luo Fangyi had to make it clear to Zhang Zhiyao in advance, lest he go to the leader to make a small report.

Which reporter has what characteristics, Luo Fangyi knows clearly. However, she also secretly admired Zhang Zhiyao, this person's head is indeed bright.

"No problem, you have to bother with the manuscript. Zhang Zhiyao also arranged it for Luo Fangyi. He is not a shirk, video news is by no means a single-arm battle, it has to be filmed and collected, and it must not be taken into account. He missed a lot of important interview information and had to rely on Luo Fangyi to complete the first draft.

"No problem, guaranteed to get the job done. ”

"It's not early, let's go, I'll invite you to dinner." Zhang Zhiyao warmly invited.

"Forget it, this stinky sweat, I'd better go home quickly," Luo Fangyi glanced at the time and date on the phone screen, and suddenly thought of something, oh no, I almost missed it. No, let's go!

Before Zhang Zhiyao could react, Luo Fangyi had already disappeared into the sea of people.

……

The summer in Hedong City is particularly hot, and pedestrians walk on the streets, listless, like fat cows, squid rings, and fried noodles lying on top of the teppanyaki, and finally hide in the shade of the trees for a while, and then come out, like being turned over by a shovel on the teppanyaki, and there is nowhere to hide.

After strolling around the street for a day, I just didn't dare to go home, but this is not a way, so let's go back. As soon as he came out of KFC, he was greeted by a wave of heat, which was really two heavens of ice and fire!

When the "Lanzhou Beef Noodle Restaurant ......" was about to arrive at the entrance of the community, he looked up to the north and looked at the signboard of the restaurant, and pushed the door in.

In the past two years, noodle restaurants from the Western Regions have spread to the whole country at an astonishing rate of expansion. Like many restaurants, the restaurants in this dilapidated neighborhood are small, with seven or eight simple tables in a long, narrow space with no menus for customers to order from the large color pictures on the walls, and no air conditioning, and the old hanging fans on the walls spin rapidly, but they only seem to muddy the heat wave in the enclosed space.

"Boss, have three small bowls of ramen, one with eggs. ”

"Three small bowls of ramen, one with eggs!" the proprietress wrapped in a black hijab shouted at the kitchen in a bold voice unique to Northwesterners.

"Eat here or take away?"

"Uh...... Take. Xiang Bei said, "Boss, can you not fry the eggs?"

"Don't fry it

？”

"Yes, cook me one, okay?"

The proprietress looked a little stunned, it was the first time she had heard such a request from a customer.

"Don't fry the eggs! boil them!" the proprietress snorted again, and her rough voice rushed down the long aisle into the back kitchen.

Waiting for the time of the ramen, Xiang Bei went to the store next door and bought a small dish, a box of cigarettes, and a bottle of liquor.

In a quarter of an hour, three servings of ramen and a poached egg came out of the pan. Returning home with dinner to the north, it was another surprise to open the door, this time not the moans of a woman, but an olfactory feast: the smell of sweat, the smell of sewer, the smell of cheap perfume, the smell of shower gel......

Twelve flavors were mixed together, and they penetrated into the nostrils to the north, and if it were someone else, he might have avoided it, but he had long been accustomed to it. Xiang Bei moved a small table in the living room to his room, and took out three packs of ramen noodles and arranged them evenly on the table.

In a few other rooms, all kinds of noises have been "opened", and music is played in concert with the noise of the street.

"Husband, bring me my nail polish," a young woman's scream came from next door.

Then there was a "bang", as if one foot was on the table, and he could even feel the woman in heavy makeup and fashionable clothes sitting on the bed, her fat buttocks and thin willow waist clearly outlined by her long wrapping skirt. The woman rested her right foot on the table, picking at her foot while carefully smearing her nail polish and muttering about the gossip in the office.

That sweet girl? women are so fickle!

Xiangbei opened the music software in his mobile phone, deliberately turned the volume to the maximum, put on the headphones, and the world was instantly quiet, and there was only those familiar music sounds in his brain.

Headphones are a great thing, just like the "Do Not Disturb" feature in many social apps, which can block out those annoying spam messages regardless of the time period.

"Do you two know what day it is?" Xiang Bei arranged three glasses, two of which were poured with wine and one with Coke, "I know that you both don't remember, today is my birthday, it's too boring to be alone, you two can spend it with me." ”

Xiangbei chatted as if he was talking to someone.

Since the two of them were able to find this place last night, they were still shaking their heads in my room, so they should come over for their birthdays today.

"I don't have any food, I'm alone, I can't eat much. Xiang Bei looked at the table, took the hard-boiled egg in his hand, and rolled it on the table a few times, "In my hometown, eating eggs is important for birthdays." I still remember when I was a child, every time I had a birthday, my grandmother would roll eggs on me from head to toe, saying that it would bring blessings. After rolling, you have to knock the egg on your head, saying that this is called opening the body, and if you can knock it open at once, it means that this person is smart. I remember the last time I celebrated Noyi's birthday, and I guess that's how I spent it. ”

The crushed eggshell attaches to the skin, and a handful of eggshells are pulled northward, peeling it off in circles.

"Wife, have a drink. Xiang Bei picked up the wine glass in his right hand, drank it all, and took the egg in his left hand and bit half of it.

"It's going to be Noyi's 6th birthday in a few months, and I'll be in the memo on my phone. Oh, you two are happier than me, you can still have a companion for each other, and I'll be alone. I can still celebrate your birthday, but no one will give me a birthday......"

"Who took the living room table again!"

Xiangbei muttered to himself, and suddenly a woman's shrill shouting came from outside the door, apparently trying to be heard by all the tenants. There was a sudden silence in the house.

"Who took it, squeak!" the woman shouted again when she saw that no one responded.

Xiang Bei drank a glass of wine and shouted outside the door, "I'll use it, what's wrong?!"

"Hehe, it was the eldest brother who took it, remember to put it back when you run out. The woman's voice instantly became gentle.

Xiangbei scooped up a lump of noodles with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, and took another sip of wine, when the mobile phone rang suddenly, it was Luo Fangyi.

"Happy birthday, Mr. Birthday. ”

This girl remembers my birthday?

"Is it convenient to come down?" asked Luo Fangyi.

"Down, where down?"

"Of course, please deign to go down from the second floor to the first floor!"

"Don't make a fuss, what time is it?!Hurry up and go to bed!" Xiang Bei finished saying and hung up the phone.

"Hey, I'm not kidding, you open the window and take a look. Luo Fangyi said.

After a while, the curtains of the room were opened, and he poked his head out of it to the north, and sure enough, it was Luo Fangyi!

(End of chapter)

Still looking for "beyond the dust" for free?

Baidu direct search: "easy" is very simple!

( = )