The nurse took the bandage and went to Zhang Yue's side, helped the young man bandage his wound, and took out a few pills from the medical kit for him to take. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Yue and three soldiers continued to search the neighborhood, and a day passed, they rescued more than a dozen people from the ruins of this bazaar, but dragged out dozens of dead bodies, and the earthquake was so cruel and merciless.

By the time the team finished in the afternoon, Zhang Yue's clothes had become tattered and dusty, and what he wanted to do most at this time was to find a place to take a good shower.

He was just about to take a shower when he was stopped by a female journalist.

"Sir, our CCTV news is live broadcasting, can I interview you?" The female reporter asked.

"I can't."

Zhang Yue replied with two simple words, then bypassed the female reporter and walked forward. He's still busy taking a shower, where does he have time to be interviewed by her?

No?!

The reporter was stunned in place, and said in his heart, why doesn't this person play cards according to the routine? When they do live interviews, people usually say that they are willing to be interviewed, but this person directly rejected her.

The picture just now has been broadcast live, and the whole country is watching it, which is a little embarrassing.

"Sir, wait, I'm a frontline reporter of CCTV News, and I just want to interview a few sentences." The female reporter followed again.

"Then you ask." Zhang Yue said impatiently and continued to walk towards Qinghe outside Qinghe County.

Now the tent area is cut off from water and electricity, except for drinking water, there is not much water to bathe, so you can only go to the Qinghe outside the county town to bathe.

The cameraman behind the female reporter carried the camera and pointed the lens at Zhang Yue.

"How many people have you rescued today?" The female reporter asked Zhang Yue.

"A dozen." Zhang Yue replied casually.

"A dozen! That's a lot. The female reporter exclaimed and asked, "What is your most intuitive feeling about this earthquake?" ”

"I don't feel anything." Zhang Yue replied that he didn't have any special feelings after staying here for a day.

“……”

The female reporter was speechless again, and most people who were interviewed by the live broadcast would say how tragic the earthquake was, and many people died, and they felt very sad.

But the person in front of him actually said that he didn't feel it!

What she didn't know was that Zhang Yue really didn't feel anything about this earthquake, he had killed countless people, and hundreds of dead people were nothing in his eyes.

"And what do you think of the living conditions in the tent area?" The female reporter asked another question.

"The food is very difficult to eat, more than a dozen people live together, the water and electricity are cut off, and the living environment is not good." Zhang Yue had something to say, and he didn't follow the routine of the interview at all, which stunned the reporter and the cameraman behind him.

It's a wonder!

The female reporter wanted to cry without tears in her heart, this is the live broadcast of CCTV news, and the people of the whole country are watching it, how can this person talk like this? Don't even praise the living conditions in the tent area, don't be so blunt.

It is necessary to redeem it.

"Can you describe the benefits of the tent area?" The female reporter asked directly, and said in her heart, this time he can always say something good.

Zhang Yue turned his head and glanced at the female reporter, as the saying goes, there is no truth in the interview, he understands that this reporter just wants him to say something good.

Since they want to hear something nice, it doesn't hurt to say something.

"The tent area is beautiful, the birds are singing, and those who have lost their loved ones, the homeless, and some of those who have broken arms and legs always have happy smiles on their faces, lamenting that the government has arrived in a timely manner. People have expressed their desire to live in tents forever, such a good environment, even villas can't compare. Zhang Yue said with a smile.

Hearing Zhang Yue's sarcastic words, the female reporter's face sank suddenly, and she was crazy in her heart, this year's year-end bonus is estimated to be out of her share.

But now that she is live broadcasting, she still has to pretend to be very kind, smiling, and trying her best to hide the crazy emotions in her heart.

"Where are you going now?" The female reporter asked with a smile on her face.

"Are you stupid? You see I'm dirty, and there is no water in the tent area, so of course I'm going to bathe in the green river outside the city. Zhang Yue glanced at the female reporter like an idiot.

Big brother, this is a live broadcast! Live broadcast! CCTV live broadcast! The whole country is watching! The female reporter roared in her heart, feeling that she could no longer suppress the power of the desolation in her heart, so she hurriedly beckoned to the cameraman and asked him to stop the live broadcast.

"Little brother, it's not right for you to say that. This is a CCTV live broadcast, pay attention to maintaining the image of the government, try to portray the living conditions in the tent area better, and highlight the government's performance in the disaster relief operation. The female reporter's face was so gloomy that she was about to drip water, and said coldly to Zhang Yue.

Zhang Yue also smiled, if he hadn't sent a batch of supplies, those victims would still be crammed into a tent with dozens of people.

"I'm not very good at talking, what do you think I should say?" Zhang Yue asked.

"Well, I'll write down what you should say, and you can read it later when we interview." The female reporter said.

"Okay, then you can write it."

Zhang Yue smiled slightly, and walked in the direction of Qinghe by himself, the female reporter followed behind him, took out a small notebook and a pen, and wrote as she walked, writing down what Zhang Yue should say.

More than ten minutes later, Zhang Yue walked to the Qinghe River.

It was a large river, the water was clear, and the surface was sparkling in the light of the setting sun, and he couldn't wait to go down and take a bath.

"Comrade, my manuscript is finished, and you will turn your back to the camera and read it accordingly." The female reporter said, handing Zhang Yue a small note.

Zhang Yue looked at the contents of the note, which was nothing more than some words of praise and virtue, and smiled disdainfully.

"Xiao Li, start!" The female reporter said to the cameraman.

The cameraman turned on the camera and aimed it at Zhang Yue's back, and the female reporter stood in front of Zhang Yue, just enough to face the camera lens.

"Just now, this little brother was tired for a day, he was so tired that his mind was dizzy, and he said some nonsense, and we interviewed him again." The female reporter said with a smile on her face, looking at the camera lens.

"What do you think of the living conditions in the tent area?" The female reporter asked Zhang Yue with the microphone.

At this time, Zhang Yue suddenly flashed to the side, bypassed the female reporter in front of him, rushed forward in a few big steps, and plunged into the green river.

With a plop, a splash splashed in the green river, and then quickly returned to calm, where is Zhang Yue's figure?

The female reporter and videographer widened their eyes and looked at Qinghe in a daze, and their whole person was messy.

This man just ran away?

"Damn, my mother has been writing the manuscript for so long, you bastard actually ran away." The female reporter came back to her senses, couldn't hold back the anger in her heart anymore, and opened her voice and scolded Qinghe.

She had been so carried away by the rage that she had forgotten that she was broadcasting.

At the same time, the friends in front of the national TV were stunned, watching the female reporter scolding like thunder in front of the Qinghe...... (To be continued.) )