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The more you go to the future, the more you can't tell the difference between journalistic ideals and eating and drinking.

As a reporter, he said that he would defend justice, but in reality, a reporter went to cover an incident and fought with the organizer for 200 yuan of entertainment.

Therefore, some people hack reporters like this, "fire prevention, anti-theft and anti-journalists".

It is undeniable that there are scum in all industries, President Feng said, you who are engaged in news media, you must clear yourself, you can't be the scum of this industry, adhere to the guidance of public opinion in the general direction, but don't lose your original intention.

When he was young, when he was a reporter for the Guangzhou Weekly Newspaper, he was always active in reporting negative news, and he was obviously not "smart" enough.

The leader said, Xiao Feng, why do you always stare at the disadvantages of the motherland, you look at so many festive things in our great rivers and mountains every day, why don't you report it.

He said that it is precisely because he loves this country that he will report her shortcomings and make her better, and singing praises will not make bad things good, but will only make good things bad, or make bad things worse.

The leader patted him on the shoulder and looked at him with a smile, okay, okay, Xiao Feng is ambitious, like me when I was young, I like young people like you.

Then, the leader transferred him to the administrative department to send and receive materials to a group of old men and old ladies every day.

Some people, born as crows, can't stand the loneliness of being magpies.

After two years of posting materials, if he continues to send them, he may vomit blood and die violently, he finally decided to resign and come to Beijing and enter the media group.

Feng Yuqiang started as a reporter and planned several sensational social topics of "fraud" and "abduction", and climbed step by step to the top position of "New Speech".

After all, Beijing is a cultural center, and the elite of the media circle often gathers and has various activities, and when there is a news sensitive point, it is shared, and the whole circle quickly learns.

"Senior brother, there is a gas explosion in a coal mine in Xinjiang, should our magazine send a reporter over?" Lin Xiaoyan asked me.

She was an intern at the magazine shortly after she joined the magazine, and my younger sister was a third-year student in the journalism department of the University of Liberal Arts.

When I saw her for the first time, I was a little surprised and a little distracted, not some, to be exact, but very.

Because she and Fu Wenxin seem to only have a name.

Feng Yuqiang brought her to me: "This is Zeng Xiaoyu, the head of the editorial department, or your senior brother, a great talent, if there is anything you don't understand in the future, ask her for advice." ”

I seemed to see Fu Wenxin, who had just entered the university, standing in front of me.

"Senior brother, please advise me in the future." She laughed, revealing a row of thin, white teeth.

We shook hands gently, her hand was different from Fu Wenxin's, not cold, but warm.

She was always very helpful, and sometimes, she bought me breakfast and put small snacks on my table.

For her, it's more like a younger sister.

On her birthday, I would bring her oranges that she liked to eat.

Sometimes, I soberly warn myself to be vigilant that she is a completely different independent girl, not Fu Wenxin, whom I missed and will never be able to catch.

I should adjust my psychology and keep our relationship within the realm of pure work.

"What coal mine?"

"A coal mine of Xinjiang Mengquan Coal Mining Group."

"What's your name?" I immediately became alert.

"Wait a minute, I'll see." Lin Xiaoyan took out her mobile phone and glanced at it, "It's called Fukang Coal Mine." ”

Startled, I got up from my chair and asked, "Are you sure?" When did it happen? ”

"OK, just 10 o'clock this morning. The correspondent of a newspaper in Beijing in Xinjiang is still complaining, saying that they want to find out, but they have been kicked out, and now the fire and rescue have not yet entered. ”

Why is there such a coincidence, the mine where the mining accident occurred happened to be the mine where Lu Zejun and the others were.

Thinking of the bad words he said when he left, I suddenly felt a palpitation, and begged not to be a prophecy.

I immediately picked up my coat and said as I walked out, "I'll go by myself and book me a ticket to Urumqi right away!" ”

Lin Xiaoyan was still a little confused: "Oh...... Okay, order now. ”

rushed to the airport, and kept calling Lu Zehuan's phone on the way, but no one answered.

I called the coal mine again, disguised myself as a media person, and asked as a nearby resident, "What's going on in your coal mine?" The shaking in the morning scared us. ”

"Oh, it's okay, let's do the experiment."

Immediately, the phone was hung up.

If I fight again, I can't get through.

I had a hunch that something was wrong, and as soon as I arrived at Diwopu International Airport, I immediately took a taxi and went straight to the Beverly Coal Mine.

The path to the mine was barried.

The driver waved his hand helplessly and said, "I can't get in, there's no way." ”

I got out of the car and looked around, and saw a few media people I knew, one of whom pointed to a white hut next to the barricade and said: "Go over there to get the 'hush money', the coal boss is rich, I can't imagine such a generous amount, I will leave after receiving it, I can't do an interview, it's no fun!" ”

They counted the wad of bills in their hands and walked away laughing.

I walked into the hut, a burly bearded man smoking a cigarette, and without glancing at me, he pulled out a handful of money from the stack of bills and counted it: "Show your press card." ”

"I'm not here to get the money."

He finally glanced at me, put down half of the money in his hand: "You are a reporter?" ”

"Yes, but I'm not here to collect the money."

"Drink!" He sighed disdainfully, "What are you here to do when you're not here to get the money?" Do you want to make a time? Let me tell you, just now a reporter was disobedient and wanted to sneak in, but was caught and broke his leg. I said, Mr. Meng is still too kind to you black reporters, and he also sent money, if I get it to death, I will kill as many as I want! ”

"I said, I don't get paid, and besides, I have to go to the mine today."

A young man next to me, five big and three thick, picked up a steel pipe at the foot of the wall and looked at me viciously.

The beard smiled contemptuously: "Young man, I advise you to take the money and go, don't toast and eat and drink." ”

I had no other expression on my face except fortitude, because there was only anger left in my heart: "My friend may not know whether he is alive or dead in the mine, but you are here to send money to eliminate the disaster!" Today's penalty wine, Lao Tzu is decided! ”

Just as the young man with the steel pipe was about to rush over, a loud voice sounded at the door: "Stop it!" ”

When I looked back, I saw a middle-aged man in a white shirt with a flat head, with bright eyes and a belly, but he didn't look fat.

The beard hurriedly stood up respectfully: "Director Chen, why are you here?" ”

"This mess of yours is in my charge, can I not come and take a look?"

The beard winked, and the young man holding the steel pipe slipped out immediately.

"Come on, Director Chen, I'm tired of you, you sit, I'll make you a cup of tea."

"No need! I have something to do, and I'm going to leave soon. ”

"Director Chen, do you have any instructions?"

He didn't answer, but turned to me: "Xiaoyu, you may have forgotten me." ”

I quickly searched my memory and remembered that when I first came to Xinjiang to talk about the cooperation project of "Road Guest", Meng Yishen received Fang Xiao, Zhao Lifei and me, and he was also among the guests at that time, and I remember that he was the leader in charge of fire safety.

"Hello Director Chen, I remember you."

When he saw this situation, he had a bit of a meaning of "the flood washed away the Dragon King Temple", and when he looked at my eyes, he immediately respected a little.

"It's a bit complicated here, let's go out and talk."

When he came outside, he took out a cigarette and handed it to me, and immediately reacted: "Oh, sorry, I remember you didn't smoke." ”

I nodded.

He pointed to the barren hills in the distance, and said with emotion: "Look at this barren land, you can't imagine that there are still so many 'black gold' hidden underneath, the local people rely on this to support their families, or there is no coal mine, and the people here are still slash-and-burn, living like primitive people." ”

"Director Chen, I have a friend who happens to be doing a scientific research project in this mine, and I'm worried about his ...... now."

"I know, I know." His tone was still slow, like a tape recorder running out of power, "These are all handled by us, don't worry, we will take care of it and give you a satisfactory result." Now, how about going to the house and collecting the money, and going back to the city with me for a drink? I've written a few poems, and I'd like to ask you to give me guidance and see if you can help me get them to your magazine. ”

"However, I didn't see the rescuers, nor did I see the rescue construction vehicles."

"Don't worry, everything has a process, the center is now actively deploying, and it will be here soon."

"It's been so long, and I've missed the golden rescue period, and I'm worried that something will happen to the people trapped in the well."

At this time, Director Chen's face instantly became gloomy.

It seems that a rainstorm is coming. (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.