Turning his head and seeing Jiang Wenjing staring at him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhao Changfeng turned his head and greeted the reporters: "Everyone sing, at least one song per person tonight." ”

Director Shi said, "Lady first, right, Mayor Zhao?" Jiang Da beauty is here, we just need to enjoy it with our ears. ”

A reporter followed suit and said, "Director Shi, you should appreciate it with your eyes." Xue Yingjie sat on the side and did not speak, his brows furrowed.

Zhao Changfeng was also a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't show it. He doesn't seem to allow others to make fun of Jiang Wenjing, this kind of psychology is really amazing.

Jiang Wenjing stood up generously and said, "Sing it, just sing it, and order me a chorus of Na Ying and Faye Wong "Meet Ninety-Eight." ”

A diligent person had already ordered this song for Jiang Wenjing in front of the computer song selection table, and the moving music sounded.

I don't know who handed over the microphone, Jiang Wenjing reached out and took it, glanced at Zhao Changfeng, and the beautiful singing voice flowed out from the high-end sound system in the box through the microphone: "Open your heart and peel off the shame of spring, and dance to break the silence of winter......"

Zhao Changfeng hadn't heard Jiang Wenjing sing for a few years. At the beginning, he and Fang Jiayi, Jiang Wenjing, and Lin Xinping, the three little girls, went to Brother Lian's room to sing together, the three little girls were more beautiful than the other, and the singing voices were more beautiful than the other. Since establishing a relationship with Fang Jiayi, several people have not sung together anymore. This "Meet Ninety-Eight" Zhao Changfeng is still listening to Jiang Wenjing sing for the first time, and this classic song sung by Na Ying and Faye Wong is interpreted by Jiang Wenjing's singing voice. Maybe it's because of the feelings in it, Zhao Changfeng thinks that Jiang Wenjing's singing is better than Na Ying and Faye Wong.

"Meet in the sweet spring breeze, meet in that eternal youth." Jiang Wenjing sang emotionally, and her mind went back to the time when she first met Zhao Changfeng in 93, when she was just twenty-one years old and had just come to work in the newspaper, Zhao Changfeng was twenty years old and was in his junior year at North China University of Finance and Economics, as well as Xinping and Jiayi, both of whom were in their early twenties, what a nostalgic and passionate youth! But now, Jiayi and Changfeng have become a loving couple, and she and Xinping are still alone.

Zhao Changfeng leaned on the sofa, listened quietly, and also remembered the good times when he was with Fang Jiayi, Lin Xinping and Jiang Wenjing, the three little girls, the four of them messed around together and were happy, but time no longer ...... "Heart to heart, heart to heart, year after year, no matter how close the world is." Jiang Wenjing sang to the last sentence, her eyes couldn't help but be a little moist, and she didn't even have the opportunity to "make a heart-to-heart appointment" with her loved ones.

"Good!" Director Shi took the lead in shouting hello and applauding, and the other reporters followed suit. Xue Yingjie also applauded lightly, but his eyes looked at Jiang Wenjing thoughtfully.

"One more, one more!" A reporter shouted, and everyone heckled, "Yes, another one!" ”

Jiang Wenjing's mood had adjusted to normal, she turned around and looked at everyone with a smile, and said, "One more, one more, but I want a duet, which male compatriot here is willing to sing with me?" As he spoke, he glanced at Zhao Changfeng.

Zhao Changfeng pretended not to see it, and asked with a smile: "Yes, which brother is willing to volunteer to sing a song with Reporter Jiang?" ”

Xue Yingjie of the Central Plains News Agency stood up and said with a smile: "Then I'll be ugly, let's sing a song with Wen Jing." ”

Jiang Wenjing sighed in his heart, and then smiled: "Thank you Xue Da reporter for admiring your face, what song are we coming?" When she said this, Jiang Wenjing didn't look at Zhao Changfeng.

Xue Yingjie smiled brightly and said, "Wen Jing, you choose, I can deal with any song anyway." ”

Jiang Wenjing thought for a moment and said, "Why don't you have a Huangmei opera?" Husband and wife both return home? When she said this, Jiang Wenjing glanced at Zhao Changfeng, who had a somewhat strange face, and couldn't help but feel a sense of revenge in her heart.

"Yes, yes! Husband and wife both return home! Oh! The rest of the reporters followed suit, they were all seven or eight points drunk, and they were in the mood at this time, of course, the more lively the better.

Xue Yingjie smiled and said, "Okay, as long as Wen Jing likes it, I will accompany me to the end." ”

The reporter sitting in front of the computer song ordering table immediately ordered this Huangmei opera. Jiang Wenjing and Xue Yingjie sang in harmony: "The birds on the trees are in pairs, and the green waters and green mountains bring smiling faces......

Zhao Changfeng took out a cigarette, stuffed it into his mouth, lit a fire, took a deep breath, spit out a thick column of smoke, and covered his entire face. He knew that he was a little out of shape at the moment. He also knew that in this box, except for Jiang Wenjing, all the reporters were drunk, and they only cared about being happy and would not notice him. To tell the truth, Zhao Changfeng knows that with Fang Jiayi's such a lovely, well-behaved and considerate wife, he should no longer think about other people, Jiang Wenjing is also not small, and he will be thirty years old in a year or two, and he should have a good home, this kind of thing Zhao Changfeng has been weighing in his heart for a long time, not only Jiang Wenjing, but even Lin Xinping He thinks the same. But once it was placed in front of him, seeing Jiang Wenjing and other men singing sweetly about returning home as husband and wife, Zhao Changfeng couldn't help but feel a sense of jealousy in his heart. Is this a man's natural surname? Eating from the bowl and occupying the pot?

Jiang Wenjing stared at the big screen in front of him and sang, but secretly glanced at Zhao Changfeng with his spare eyes. When she watched Zhao Changfeng cover herself with smoke, the pleasure of revenge in her heart immediately disappeared, and it was replaced by inexplicable heartache.

She absentmindedly finished singing this Huangmei opera and put down the microphone. In the applause, Xue Yingjie had the courage to say to Jiang Wenjing: "Wenjing, let's sing another chorus, shall we?" ”

Jiang Wenjing smiled faintly and said, "Reporter Xue, you can't patronize singing by yourself, you have snubbed everyone." Xue Yingjie smiled, nodded and said, "Yes, yes." Then he turned around, stretched out the microphone, and said to Director Shi: "Director Shi, can you also do a song?" ”

Jiang Wenjing took the opportunity to walk to Zhao Changfeng's side and sat down next to Zhao Changfeng. Zhao Changfeng wanted to move his body, but he didn't know why.

"Changfeng, when did you learn to smoke?" Jiang Wenjing originally wanted to reach out and take the cigarette from Zhao Changfeng's mouth, but she was afraid that this was public singing, so she felt that it was inappropriate, so she endured it, "I remember that you didn't smoke at the beginning!" ”

Zhao Changfeng stretched out his hand and dusted off the ashes in the ashtray, and said with a wry smile: "People are in officialdom, and they can't help themselves!" It's good to say in the provincial town, but it's not okay to smoke when you get down! ”

Jiang Wenjing said angrily: "Why not? It's obviously your weak willpower! ”

Zhao Changfeng looked at Jiang Wenjing's affectionate face, his heart throbbed, he quickly turned his head, didn't dare to look at Jiang Wenjing, and said: "Yes, yes, my willpower is weak, I admit it." ”

Jiang Wenjing covered her mouth and laughed, and said, "Zhao Laojiao, weren't you very thick-skinned before?" Why do you look ashamed today? ”

Not far away, Xue Yingjie looked at this scene, and his eyes were a little gloomy.

After seeing that the time was already half past ten, everyone was almost singing, Zhao Changfeng called Liu Junkang over, explained a few words, and then stood up and said to everyone: "Everyone, this is my secretary Liu Junkang, I have something to do now, I want to go for a while, let Liu Junkang accompany you here, okay?" ”

Liu Junkang immediately said: "Mayor, don't worry, I will let all reporters sing and drink and have fun!" ”

Director Shi said, "Mayor Zhao, let's do it today." I'm going to leave tomorrow morning, so let's just go back and rest. Director Shi is the deputy director of the news department of the provincial television station, and he is the boss in this group of reporters, since he has spoken, several energetic young reporters who feel that they have not yet had fun have to echo: "Yes, we still have a task tomorrow!" Go back and rest early! ”

So Zhao Changfeng stood at the door of the box, shook goodbye to these reporters one by one, and told them that they would leave at half past eight tomorrow morning, and the meeting place would be at the Tianyang City Office.

Xue Yingjie and Jiang Wenjing stayed at the end, and Xue Yingjie said to Jiang Wenjing: "Wenjing, shall I send you back?" Jiang Wenjing shook his head with a smile and said: "Mayor Zhao's family is in the family courtyard of the provincial organ, and he happened to pass by Bishagang Park. ”

Xue Yingjie looked at Zhao Changfeng. Zhao Changfeng said with a smile: "Brother Xue, don't worry. Wen Jing and my lover are classmates, and I will definitely send Wen Jing home safely. ”

Xue Yingjie hesitated for a moment and said, "Then trouble Mayor Zhao." Then he walked away.

Jiang Wenjing's face was pale and he watched Xue Yingjie walk away, then he snorted coldly and said, "Self-inflicted!" ”

Zhao Changfeng smiled and said, "Wen Jing, Reporter Xue is also kind!" ”

Jiang Wenjing said angrily: "Then I won't let you send it!" I'll take a taxi myself! As he spoke, he staggered out.

(To be continued)

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