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Standing on tiptoe, the reporter found that Meng Xiaoxian, who was leaning against the remnant wall in the distance, had fallen asleep, and several aunts gently lifted her up and carried her to rest under an old tree. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He should have understood that people didn't deliberately prevent him from interviewing, but he was so tired that his body couldn't resist anymore.

Although the news material is enough, he still wants to ask Meng Xiaoxian's name and what she did yesterday, why she is tired like this, a young woman with fine skin and tender flesh like this usually hasn't suffered too much, right? Could it be that there is no story in this? Can one person make such a big difference?

Shaking his head, he understood that these were just his speculations, and if he wanted to understand the real situation, he had to wait for Meng Xiaoxian to wake up.

While waiting for Meng Xiaoxian to recover, he was not idle, but continued to take the cameraman around for interviews, and the yellow-haired young man was one of the interview subjects.

It was not the reporter who found the yellow-haired youth and asked for an interview, but the yellow-haired youth took the initiative to talk to him.

The yellow-haired young man's name is Feng Li, and he used to be a gangster. He didn't want to show himself in front of the camera, but wanted to say an apology, a word of gratitude and a goodbye to Meng Xiaoxian in front of the camera.

Last night, Feng Li followed Meng Xiaoxian and saved people with her, originally he just wanted to repay the guilt in his heart, so he gave Meng Xiaoxian a hand. But when he heard the stranger's grateful smile and sincere thanks, he felt the sun shine back into his gloomy and lost heart. He realized that people always have to do something meaningful to live.

He thought about it for a long time and made a difficult decision. He first took his parents and found a beautiful place to settle them, and then set off to the next disaster site to do his part.

It is the catastrophe that awakens the numbness and filters the selfishness.

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Since Meng Xiaoxian was sleeping, there were not many people around her, only a few people sat beside her to take care of her.

The old doctor who was rescued before was very worried about Meng Xiaoxian's injury, so he kept wanting to wake her up and bandage her wound, but seeing that the wound did not deteriorate, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief and gave up the idea of disturbing Meng Xiaoxian.

In fact, he had seen from yesterday that Meng Xiaoxian's physique was far from being very human, otherwise it would be impossible to hear the slightest movement underground. Thinking that such a weak woman should suffer such a sin, the old doctor could not help but curse the heavens......

The CCTV reporter's name was Qian Fu, and he accompanied the cameraman to rest in an open place, and sorted out the information obtained from the interview, especially Meng Xiaoxian, who deliberately did a lot to understand. The more he sorted it out, the more shocked he became, recalling the heroes who had emerged from previous catastrophes, and he felt that he might have met such a person.

So he became very patient, as long as he interviewed her, it was no longer a dream to get a promotion and a salary increase to the peak of his life.

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The news of the earthquake was shocking, except for the border guards, almost all the soldiers were dispatched, and the humming of warplanes resounded in the western sky.

The country began to exert its strength to fight against this sudden earthquake. Even this insignificant small town threw three thousand soldiers into the army.

The roar of fighter planes woke Meng Xiaoxian up, and she found that at some point, there were thousands more soldiers in the small town.

Of course, there's nothing going on with them here.

At night, a transport plane arrived, dropping down a lot of materials and dividing them into many small packages.

Each packet contains 10 compressed biscuits, two 500-milliliter bottles of mineral water, a bottle of saline and a small box containing the necessary medical supplies.

Taking out her mobile phone, Meng Xiaoxian found that she had slept for five hours, she ate a little, and found that her head was not as intense as the pain. The mobile phone is almost out of battery, and it will definitely be turned off after a while, Meng Xiaoxian couldn't rest assured, sent a text message to the two children, thought about it, and sent another one to Zhao Linfeng, also telling him to take care of the two children, after sending it, Meng Xiaoxian turned off the mobile phone, because the remaining electricity must be used at a critical moment.

At this time, it was more than seven o'clock, Meng Xiaoxian collected a lot of medicines in small packets, and was about to go to another place, she wanted to continue her good deeds, no matter what she could get by doing this, at least she could make her overflowing kindness feel better, just like a few months ago, Meng Xiaoxian risked being blackmailed to help Wang Yiheng and his grandfather and treat Quan Yuteng's throat, her love has never been within the control of her brain.

The news that Meng Xiaoxian was leaving couldn't help but alarm most people, and they tried their best to keep it, and even surrounded Meng Xiaoxian in a circle, sincerely hoping that she wouldn't leave.

But in the end, Meng Xiaoxian still left, with sadness, the banquet that is not dispersed in the world, it is always difficult for people with different paths to go down side by side. But this scene was frozen in a camera.

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In an office, Zhang Nuanfei and a middle-aged assistant.

"Mr. Zhang, now the biggest news is paying attention to the news of the earthquake in Longhua Province, do you think that at this time, you can get a good effect by hacking a little singer with a bad reputation?" The middle-aged assistant analyzed.

"I know, let's do it, you prepare the manuscript first, and when this limelight passes, we will immediately release the news first-hand, I think, she can't write songs at all, all her songs must have been provided to her by Zhao Linfeng, maybe, she has some inexplicable deal with Zhao Linfeng."

The middle-aged assistant frowned, and he said: "If that little singer named Meng Xiaoxian is really Zhao Linfeng, if we hack her like this, will we not be hated by Zhao Linfeng, or even look for trouble?" ”

"Hold a grudge? There are so many people who hate me that over the years, for the development of the company, how many people's insider information have we exposed? How many people have threatened, what is there to be afraid of holding a grudge, there are too many lice and it is not itchy! As for the trouble? I, Zhang Nuanfei, have never been afraid of trouble, no matter how powerful he Zhao Linfeng is, he is just a businessman after all, even if his family has billions of dollars? ! I have an official background, what are I afraid of him doing? Zhang Nuanfei pursed her lips lightly.

"Mr. Zhang, although Zhao Linfeng is a businessman, his ability and connections should not be underestimated, why should we fall out with him for a singer? That wouldn't do us any good. The middle-aged assistant said helplessly.

"Don't ask, Uncle Chen, you just let me be smashed on the head by durian, and if you are confused for a while, just do your job well." Zhang Nuanfei waved her hand irritably.

"Eh, Mr. Zhang, please be cautious, be cautious, and think twice! I went down to take care of things. The middle-aged assistant shook his head, and found that the boss had become more and more difficult to get along with in the past few days.

………… (To be continued.) )