The two reporters on "Today's Focus" have a small and fixed team.

At the beginning of the show, when the topic was not selected, considering the cost, Shen Feibai sometimes only went out with the cameraman Lao Dong to run the news, and he may even only be built to carry a small DV machine, the lighter the more money-saving.

Now that the show is gradually getting started, the selection of topics is still very restricted, but the entourage has become a small team, and it is no longer so casual.

In the whole process of collecting materials, Shen Feibai is the first protagonist, and the more a reporter-type host like him can dominate and follow up step by step, the more he can make the content of the program real and concrete.

Zhou Jiyou followed

Zhou Jiyou stood outside the threshold and saw the dual-camera shooting inside, one camera facing the interview subject and the other facing Shen Feibai.

The audience was silent.

He sat on a small bench with the old woman in the house, and opened up the topic in a small chattering way.

He was at an angle with his back to the door, and he couldn't see her, and she couldn't see his expression, so he could only hear it by ear.

The old man was calm at first, but then when he talked about his sadness, tears fell.

Her family was standing next to Zhou Jiyou, and she saw one of the middle-aged women with slightly dark skin also quietly wiping away tears.

Zhou Jiyou handed her a tissue, and at the same time, Zhang Qi also sent a pack under Shen Feibai's hints. Shen Feibai unpacked the package and stretched out his hand to put it in the old man's curled palm.

The old man said thank you in dialect, and here, the middle-aged woman was also nodding her head to Zhou Jiyou to thank her.

At the end of the interview, the old man stood up from the small bench, his body was a little unstable, and he was swaying on his back, and Shen Feibai was in front of her and helped her.

The companions of the zuò group quickly packed up their equipment in the house, and the middle-aged woman asked Zhou Jiyou in Mandarin with an accent, "Can I go in?" ”

Zhou Jiyou watched the camera turn off, "It should be possible." ”

Shen Feibai was still talking to the old woman, the woman and her husband walked through the threshold, Zhou Jiyou leaned against the door frame and looked at the people inside, the old man took his hand and looked sincere, he was tall, accommodating her to lean down, listen carefully, and give appropriate comfort from time to time.

Zhang Qi finished her work, walked to the door, looked in the direction they were standing with her, and whispered, "Do you know what impresses me the most about Anchor Shen?" ”

Zhou Jiyou said "You know...... The sentence structure has always been insensitive, slightly raising eyebrows, silent.

"Sincerely. He respects every interviewee and participant of the program, and is able to put himself in the shoes of the interviewee and discuss when reporting on the interview. Zhang Qi didn't seem to care about whether there was a response or not, and his head was an authentic statement.

Zhou Jiyou was still speechless.

Zhang Qi turned her head to look at her and found that she had a quiet face, her head resting lightly on the edge of the door, and her eyes were straight and focused. She wasn't sure if she was listening to herself, and when she turned her head sideways and looked at Shen Feibai again, she found that he seemed to have turned around and noticed this side.

Such a clear and introverted person, even the smile is clear and restrained on weekdays, at this moment, the eyebrows are warm and delicate, and the eyes are like the lake water of Qing Lingling, rippling with light.

Zhang Qi subconsciously looked at Zhou Jiyou beside him again.

I don't know when, she pulled the corners of her mouth, revealing a lazy and casual smile, with her cold temperament, she is also a woman, and even Zhang Qi feels extremely moving.

Anchor Shen likes this type, Zhang Qi couldn't help but think.

"No wonder you're asking me where I am." Shen Feibai walked over with the manuscript in his hand.

Zhou Jiyou straightened up and pointed out the facts: "But what you said is not specific at all. ”

He smiled noncommittally: "How did you find it?" ”

Zhou Jiyou raised his chin and pointed at the silent Zhang Qi: "Trouble people to pick me up at the entrance of the village." ”

Zhang Qi was suddenly a little embarrassed between the two, met Shen Feibai's gaze, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and returned it to him, "I'm sorry Anchor Shen, you entrusted me with safekeeping, and I answered your call without your consent." ”

"I'm sorry, I should thank you." Shen Feibai bowed slightly, "I'm in trouble." ”

Zhang Qi knew that this sentence "troublesome" meant that she made a special trip to pick up his girlfriend, and hurriedly waved her hand and said, "You're welcome, you're welcome, it's a matter of effort." ”

After the group left the farmhouse courtyard, they chose to record a long shot in a nearby bamboo forest.

Bamboo leaves are spring, the sun is warm, Shen Feibai walks on a slope, his eyes are calm and profound, and his words are simple and objective.

The first time he was on the scene of the pre-shooting, Zhou Jiyou observed up close that under his seemingly calm face, there was actually a bit of sharpness.

Lunch was solved by driving back to the county seat.

A few people sat at a fast-food restaurant on the side of the road, each of them ordered a rice bowl, probably hungry, and they all ate with relish.

Zhou Jiyou silently looked at it in his eyes, and suddenly felt that this group of people was quite interesting.

Especially, when Lao Dong looked at her and said, "You girl finally saved Xiaobai's phone bill", she didn't know which nerve was touched, her fist was against her lips, and she laughed lowly.

Shen Feibai shook her other hand under the table, gently pinched her little thumb with his fingertips, and asked silently with his eyes: What are you laughing at?

She moved her mouth and teased: Xiaobai......

He must have understood, pursed his lips, turned his face away, and ignored her.

Feibai is a kind of dry pen font in calligraphy, and it is also a special technique in painting, such as the lack of ink in the brush, and when the pen is dropped, it naturally forms a trace of dew white.

Shen Guoan added a "white" after his original name, which undoubtedly added a little aura and elegance.

Zhou Jiyou even felt that it seemed that since he had an extra "white", his complexion had gradually become less dark......

***

Originally, the interview could go home here, but Shen Feibai said goodbye to the others at the Huangshan Railway Station and bought two hard seats to go to Hefei.

Sitting in the waiting hall full of people, Zhou Jiyou was a little sleepy, leaning on his shoulder and pretending to sleep.

Shen Feibai's chin lowered, put his face on her forehead, and asked softly, "You don't ask me where I'm going?" ”

Zhou Jiyou closed his eyes and said disapprehantly: "What is there to ask." ”

It's rare that they are not in Beijing, they can go anywhere, she doesn't care anyway.

"It's already in southern Anhui, and it's very convenient to go back to Anhui." Shen Feibai's voice was mellow and deep, and he was explaining to her.

"Hmm." Zhou Jiyou took his arm, leaned on him relaxedly, still didn't ask where to go, and said lazily, "I'll sleep for a while, if it's time to check in, don't call me, just carry me in." ”

She was joking, and Shen Feibai rubbed her with his chin, "Sleep." ”

The waiting hall echoed the radio from time to time, and Zhou Jiyou did not fall asleep.

Queuing up to check the ticket, taking the train through Huangshan and Hefei, the car is smoky, not because someone smokes illegally, but because of various smells, the air is stuffy, and inadvertently produces a visual experience of environmental pollution.

Shen Feibai went to the junction of the carriage to pick up a cup of hot water, Zhou Jiyou grabbed it and unscrewed the lid of the cup, blew the hot air lightly, and drank it to his mouth.

Sensing that his gaze kept glancing this way, she was sandwiched between him and the window, and her eyes were crossed: "Are you looking at the scenery or at me?" ”

"Look at you."

The corners of her lips went up: "What do you see me doing?" ”

His eyes fell on the mouth of the cup that was as hot as white smoke, Shen Fei's white eyes hid a trace of feeling, his lips were relaxed, and he did not answer.

The first time you share a water glass, you always have to look at it more.

The passenger on the other side was always staring at them, consciously or unconsciously, to be precise, most of the time.

CCTV has become popular with many celebrities, and ordinary news anchors like Shen Feibai can naturally win the attention of some people, and Zhou Jiyou is used to this.

The train was moving too slowly, and it took more than six hours to arrive at Hefei Railway Station.

Hefei has not yet built a subway, the twilight is dark, taking the bus from north to south will only continue to delay time, the two stopped a taxi on the side of the road, and went straight to the south bus station.

It's a pity that it's still a step late, and the buses passing through Ciling Town have been suspended.

Standing in front of the ticket window, Zhou Jiyou tightened the shoulder strap of his backpack and asked directly: "Are we looking for a hotel to live in near here, or where are we going to go shopping?" ”

The lights in the ticket hall are dim, the door is open, and there is a row of transparent plastic curtains to protect from the wind, which is a little dirty because of the long time.

The two walked side by side towards the door, and Shen Feibai asked without answering: "Are you tired?" ”

"No." She looked relaxed, "Still, it's true that I'm hungry." ”

"Then go shopping and find something to eat."

So, I took another taxi. In view of the fact that he is not familiar with Hefei, after getting in the car, simply throw the problem to the driver.

The driver took them to Huaihe Road Pedestrian Street, where pedestrians were weaving, and there were many people shopping at night.

Zhou Jiyou's eyes were sharp, he saw a roast duck restaurant on the side of the road, and he didn't know what strange psychology he had, he rarely thought about eating roast duck in Beijing, and now standing on the streets of Hefei, his first thought was to go in and taste it.

"Or is it right here?" Walking to the side of the road across from the shop, she pointed to the plaque with her eyes.

There was a wind at night, Shen Feibai saw her unconsciously shrinking her neck, reached out to help her pull the scarf up, and said with a smile: "Do you want to compare the difference between Luzhou roast duck and Beijing roast duck?" ”

“…… Never mind. She looked over his shoulder in the direction he had come, "Let's look elsewhere." ”

As she spoke, she stepped forward to turn back.

A warm hand held her, but the angle of the force was not directly ahead, but the roast duck restaurant across the road.

The coat shook slightly the moment he turned around, and Zhou Jiyou looked at him in amazement.

There were cars passing by in a row, parked under the curb of the road waiting for the cars to drive away one after another, he turned around, and looked at her with dark eyes: "What are you looking at?" ”

The wind passed through the two of them, ruffling the broken hair on each other's foreheads.

Zhou Jiyou's tone was loose: "Look at you." ”

"What do you see me doing?"

Time seems to go back to the afternoon train car.

The roles are reversed, she is more straightforward than him, and she is also more ...... than him Courageous.

On the crowded streets, she stood on tiptoe, dropped a gentle kiss on his slightly dry lips, and swept the tip of her tongue.

"It's pretty."