It turns out that heartbreak is a verb, not an adjective.

At this time, Yan Jiucheng felt that his heart was broken, shattered into powder, and floated in this foreign war zone.

What if she's gone?

In fact, although Gu Miqing was in such a dangerous situation, before hearing this explosion, Yan Jiucheng felt that she would not die. How could she die? How could such a beautiful, strong, and intelligent woman die when she shouldn't even have to pull?

Gu Miqing in his mind is so perfect and cute, although she is so serious every time, and she can even be said to be fierce, but Yan Jiucheng noticed that when she took pictures in the mirror, there was a touch of girlish shyness, and when she held the doll in the palm of her hand, she looked happy.

After all, she is just a young girl in her youth.

A girl of her age will go out to the movies, go shopping, fall in love, and play games, but she will always be in a training uniform, giving all her time to the cold gun and the cold of killing.

When living together, Yan Jiucheng liked Gu Miqing the most when she just came out of the bathroom, there was a faint fragrance of shower gel on her body, her hair was wet, and she always used a white towel to wipe it while walking out.

At this time, Gu Miqing will not disguise himself or paint himself ugly, so he is extremely beautiful. Even if she was wearing the most ordinary wide short-sleeved and pajama pants, she was still extremely beautiful.

How could her graceful body, with the faint fragrance of shower gel, turn into a pile of rotten flesh, fall into the dirt and become stinky, bitten by insects?

This scene is unimaginable for Yan Jiucheng.

Besides, he just confessed, he only confessed yesterday, and he hasn't received a reply from Gu Miqing yet, how can he die?

This is Yan Jiucheng's first love, maybe others will think that Gu Miqing doesn't like him again, at most it is an unrequited love. But Yan Jiucheng didn't think so.

Sooner or later, he will catch up with this girl, marry this girl, it is not unrequited love, he plans to do so.

But at this time......

This loud sound struck Yan Jiucheng hard, and he suddenly realized that if he blew himself up, Gu Miqing would not turn into a puddle of rotten meat, but into powder.

It's clean, like a fairy dead.

This method of death is suitable for a beautiful woman like Gu Miqing, and those writers can even write this paragraph like a fairy.

This made Yan Jiucheng realize that maybe Gu Miqing was gone.

It is said that the man doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place, but at this time, Yan Jiucheng is even heartbroken, he can't cry if he wants to.

If you want to cry without tears, it is the most bitter.

Yan Jiucheng, who was half-kneeling on the ground, thought about how to worship if she was gone? Oriental people all talk about a fallen leaf returning to her roots, and in this foreign country, she is floating alone, and even if she dies, she will be frightened in this war zone.

There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, Yan Jiucheng stood up and hid to the side, but he was not nervous, because listening to the sound of footsteps, it was light and dense, it should be a group of children.

"Hurry up, there are a lot of reporters on the road to happiness!"

"Will they bring sugar?"

"Maybe you'll bring chocolate!"

"There were three cars, a lot of reporters, and I heard from my mother that there was big news here. ”

Yan Jiucheng poked his head out, and a group of ragged children ran over, led by Gesang.

I saw her raise the toy gun in her hand, although she was young, she did not have the timidity when she first saw her, but followed closely behind the eldest child, and her eyes burst out with the ferocity of scrambling and even plundering.

Yes, when you ask a reporter for something, sometimes you have to touch porcelain. A few children had to rush to the middle of the road and block the road with their bodies, and the children next to them grabbed the door handle at the moment when the vehicle braked suddenly. It's predation, these naïve kids have become abusers, they pull the door of the reporter with their lives, and you have to pay the toll to let you go.

Over time, war correspondents knew that sugar, chocolate, everything that could be eaten, was a toll.

If you don't, your tires will be punctured, and when you're out interviewing, they'll sometimes throw a nose on you, and sometimes they'll throw a cockroach into your cup.

It's a bunch of nasty kids.

In Gesang's eyes, there was no longer the innocence she used to be, she was no longer like a frightened fawn, but ran forward with a cold face. Children who have lost their parents, their brothers, and adults can no longer be like children if they want to survive in this chaos.

"How many reporters are coming?" As the footsteps faded away, Yan Jiucheng hesitated.

I don't know if it's the people covering on my side or the people on their side.

The big news in the children's mouths is naturally the news of Xiao Erke before his death, which is filmed by Yan Jiucheng, and as soon as this news comes out, it is bound to set off an uproar in international news.

If it was before, Yan Jiucheng would be very excited to interview a good news story alone, and he could actually sign it independently, it would be even happier than ever. I never thought that international news would have something to do with me, let alone international news, what are the roles that can be filmed in domestic news?

is Yan Jiucheng's unattainable character.

Today, his news of Scholke is broadcast around the world, and other photos of his war zone have been reprinted in major newspapers and magazines, appearing on people's mobile phones and newsstands around the world.

But at this time, Yan Jiucheng no longer paid attention to these, not because he didn't sign his real name, but because he had more important things to do. People's abilities and possibilities to contribute are no longer in the same class.

And at this moment, what he is most concerned about is: how is Gu Miqing.

The most urgent thing to do is not to grieve here, or go to the mountains to find Gu Miqing, but to return to the international press station to see who is coming.

It will definitely not be someone who has come with scientists, because the plane is still in the sky and has not yet arrived. But it can't be ruled out that they sent a spy, after all, the spy didn't have to be on the same plane as the scientist.

Of course, it may also be people on his side, the old man said that there are three groups of people in this operation, and several of them will be assistants who will come forward at a critical moment.

Whether it is friend or foe, it has to be explored.

Yan Jiucheng stood up and ran towards the international reporter station, without the slightest expression on his face. After hearing the explosion, he could make himself expressionless, he had already done his best, otherwise, when he thought that Gu Miqing was probably gone, his body trembled uncontrollably.

As soon as I arrived at the reporter's station, I heard the bustling sound inside.

"Big news, it's headlines all over the world. ”

"Shorer died so miserably, which journalist is the code name nine?"

"Yes, who is the code name nine?"

Code name 9 is Yan Jiucheng's signature for publishing news, in order to avoid causing trouble, many war correspondents will use aliases instead of real names when they come to this place to interview. This is especially true when you are in a war zone.

"It's a lad from a big country in the East. One replied.

"It's a big country in the East, it's the same country as my grandmother. A woman's voice was full of surprise: "I'm Chinese!"

Yan Jiucheng pushed the door in, and Yu Guang was the first to lock on to the female reporter who said that she was Chinese, only to see a woman about twenty-seven or eighteen years old in a blue jeans leaning against the wall, picking up a glass of water and drinking, and when she saw Yan Jiucheng coming in, her eyes immediately met it.

Yan Jiucheng's mind quickly flashed the faces of all the people he entered, and soon, his mind searched for the information of this female reporter: the war correspondent of Nankaiyang Daily, Li Xueer.

It is said that she also has a younger sister named Li Xuezhi, who is taken from self-study and learned from time to time.

A citizen of a country near a big eastern country is indeed of Chinese descent, and she is also a well-known reporter in the international media circle, this woman is very powerful, in addition to running the news of the war zone, she also runs the news of the wild, obsessed with photographing wild animals, and a documentary on wild animals has won international awards.

The reason why this person's information was entered into Yan Jiucheng's mind was because she belonged to one of the famous reporters that Yan Jiucheng must remember. As a war correspondent, if you don't even know other famous war correspondents, it's easy to be recognized.

"This is Code Name Nine, Reporter Yan. As soon as Yan Jiucheng entered the door, one person introduced loudly.

Everyone looked at it.

There was admiration in everyone's eyes, and a few people had a hint of jealousy.

This made Yan Jiucheng a little unaccustomed.

From yesterday to today, Yan Jiucheng has been on a mission, and he has not paid attention to it since he submitted the manuscript, especially today, when he just escaped from the villa area, he didn't have time to search for the news he released except for seeing the news sent by Xuan Lin telling him that the news had made international headlines.

So, although I knew that the news I was shooting was dominating the international headlines, I didn't really feel anything. The world around him is still this world, and the people in the war zone don't have any other opinions about him.

When the eyes of this group of people fell on Yan Jiucheng, Yan Jiucheng smiled unnaturally.

So many adoring eyes were too strange for him. Especially when he swept his eyes over and found that five or six of the people in this group were world-famous journalists, he felt a little embarrassed.

"So young?!" Li Xueer was the first to speak, grinning and walking towards Yan Jiucheng, as soon as she walked over, the breath on her body was full of charm that only mature women have, and stretched out her hand: "It's so admirable to make a world headline at such a young age, hello, reporter Yan, my name is Li Xueer, do you want to have a drink together?"

"Li Xueer, are you inviting someone to your room for a drink?"

"As soon as I see a handsome young guy, I can't move my legs, Li Xueer, although people are the same ancestor as you, but people grew up in a big country in the East, you are so open, it scares him!"

Li Xueer's professional ability is as famous as thunder, and her amorous style is also talked about: it is said that every time she goes out to shoot news or documentaries, she will disappear for half a year and shoot wholeheartedly. And once the work is called and the material is handed over, the first thing is to go crazy.

It's a well-known love species.

The men in her hands are all elites, several of them are proud of their love, as long as they have had a love affair with her, they can't do without her, and there are two who want to die or live.

Although the feminine aura on Li Xueer's body is easy to arouse a man's *, and the meaning of the sparkle in her eyes is also known to everyone, Yan Jiucheng is not in the mood at this time.

He was worried about Gu Miqing.

"I just shot something, and I still have to write a script. Yan Jiucheng said lightly, raised the camera in his hand, and then turned to leave.

"You should get in touch with Li Xueer, maybe she's our companion, it's a hint to you. Xuan Lin approached Yan Jiucheng and reminded softly.

Yan Jiucheng knew what Xuan Lin meant, but he was really not in the mood, he had to take it slowly, even if he returned to the room and held Gu Miqing's clothes for five minutes, it would be better.

At this time, his head was buzzing, and the sadness in his heart was about to collapse him.

He shook his head, he couldn't do it.

"The manuscript can be written again in the evening, we just arrived, we will drink together in a while, you can come too!" Li Xueer invited again, and he walked over and stretched out his hand to wrap his arm around Yan Jiucheng.

is so active, either a companion or an opponent, of course, it may be that she just takes a fancy to Yan Jiucheng, after all, Li Xueer's love is not uncommon.

"He's my boyfriend, take your paws away!" The door opened, and a voice came coldly, full of vinegar.

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