Xia Musheng's implication was that Haicheng Airport should reopen soon, and he was afraid that he would have to go to Kyoto immediately. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info But Cen Yutong turned a deaf ear, she stared at the TV screen and muttered, "Why is it Ning Wei again?" ”

Before leaving the Haicheng Satellite TV News Center yesterday, Cen Yutong looked at today's anchor duty schedule, and it stands to reason that the anchor on duty at this time should be Yu Zhen.

So seeing that the person on the screen was Ning Wei, Cen Yutong couldn't help but feel strange, strange, and a little flustered.

While Xia Musheng went to the balcony to smoke and inquire about the resumption of the Haijing flight today, Cen Yutong quietly dialed Yu Zhen's phone, but Yu Zhen's phone was not in the service area.

When he hit again, Xia Musheng had already walked into the house: "The plane will be able to fly after noon." ”

The TV news is broadcasting the impact of Morandi on Haicheng this night.

There are landslides in mountainous areas, a county town is flooded to the height of a building, and street trees fall in patches; The water in the underground parking lot of a high-end community in the urban area is almost flooded to the ground, and dozens of luxury cars are scrapped; The trees on Crouching Tiger Mountain have fallen and the road has collapsed, and the mountain has been closed......

Although it was strictly guarded, the disaster that Morandi brought to Haicheng was still beyond expectations!

Cen Yutong looked at the screen full of wind and flood disasters, but no matter which piece of news, it was not made by Yu Zhen!

Where did Yu Zhen go?!

Cen Yutong's unguarded appearance made Xia Musheng feel slightly angry: "Tongtong, I'll fly after noon." Again, he stressed.

"Oh." Cen Yutong stood up and suddenly said, "I want to go down the stage." ”

Xia Musheng was speechless. He wanted to be angry, but when he saw him like a woman, he couldn't get angry, so he rubbed his eyebrows and said, "It's okay, I'll send you over first, and then go to the airport." ”

Cen Yutong finally understood what he meant this time: "Ah, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" ”

Xia Musheng said: "There are a lot of things over there. ”

Cen Yutong thought that in the past two days, she was either busy with "I Am an Anchor" or busy with the live broadcast against the typhoon, and she cared little about Xia Musheng's affairs, she was very sorry, she hugged Xia Musheng and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to send them?" ”

Xia Musheng's heart softened easily: "Yes, according to the plan, they will fly tomorrow, it will take more than a month to come and go, I will help them look at home." ”

Cen Yutong said: "I'll wait for the typhoon to pass, and I'll accompany you." Anyway, it's going to be a moment and a half, and it's not my championship or anything. ”

"Okay." Xia Mu said. "I Am the Anchor" has just ended, "It may be impossible" did not start broadcasting so soon, at least half a month to a month is vacant, and he feels good to have her by his side.

"But Tongtong, in the future, I may not be able to keep an eye on the 'real-time' thing so closely." He also felt sorry, he had secretly decided to plan her career with all his energy.

"It's okay, I don't have a guaranteed "It May Impossible". Cen Yutong wrapped his arms around his neck and kissed him, "Now I'm fragrant, so I don't want to hang myself on your tree." ”

Xia Musheng said: "Heh! Scold!! You might as well try hanging yourself from another tree! Just go to her as he spoke, Cen Yutong squeaked and laughed and dodged.

The two quarreled for a while, and when they looked out the window again, the water receded a little. Xia Musheng said: "Look at my foresight, the car is still safe to park outside, even if there are branches and leaves falling, the skin of our car is thick enough!" ”

Cen Yutong said: "It's really like a car!" ”

Jokes aside, Xia Musheng's decision-making is still very wise. sent her to Haicheng Satellite TV, and the two got tired of it in the car for a while, before driving to the airport.

Before leaving, he jokingly said: "When you meet Yu Zhen, let him call me, I will explain to him well, so that he can take care of you more in the future." ”

"Alright!" Cen Yutong closed the car door with a smile and trotted all the way into the Haicheng Radio and Television Building.

Yu Zhen's phone still couldn't get through; She's also in a hurry, is he back?

The answer is no.

Not only did no one come back, but no one could contact him!

Liu Jian has always stuck to his post and did not leave the news center overnight; At this moment, his eyes were full of bloodshots.

Morandi has already landed, and the secondary disasters after the typhoon have just begun, and Haicheng Satellite TV's news hotline is about to burst. While he has to deal with all kinds of affairs up and down, he is still worried about the safety of his right-hand man and good friend Yu Zhen.

Nearly 20 hours have passed since Yu Zhen left the news center yesterday; It has been 12 hours since he teleported back to the screen and connected with Cen Yutong.

Where is Yu Zhenren in this 12-hour blank?!

Liu Jian was very worried, but he could only suppress this worry in his heart, because he was still responsible for the entire news center.

Seeing Cen Yutong appear, his heart moved, and he actually asked the other party at the same time as her: "Has Yu Zhen contacted you?" ”

Then, they looked at each other's dead faces and shook their heads.

Nothing will happen to Yu Zhen, right?

No, no, no, it won't! Definitely not!

At this time, reporter Wang Xinxin knocked on the door and said, "Director, the film has been reviewed." ”

Liu Jian nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go right away." ”

Cen Yutong asked, "Do you want me to help?" ”

"No, this is the last session of the day. This is followed by regular post-disaster news coverage. Liu Jian said, thinking about it and saying, "You wait for me here, maybe...... He's just dead on his phone, and he's stuck somewhere. ”

Something like this. Cen Yutong smiled reluctantly: "Okay." ”

Liu Jian hurried away, leaving Cen Yutong alone in the office.

She waited boredly and continued to call Yu Zhen, but the blind tone of the phone always showed that his phone was not in the service area.

Liu Jian's computer was not turned off, the news clue system on the computer was on, Cen Yutong was really bored for a while, so he went over to look at the news clues.

Sure enough, column after column, all of them were clues to the disaster: flooding here, blocking roads there; There are also many sources of information, ranging from ordinary citizens to some departments and units that have cooperated with the information center for a long time.

It's really shocking, the loss that Morandi brought to Haicheng is probably the highest in the history.

Cen Yutong finished reading the existing clues, and saw that the new information in the system was still flashing, so he clicked the refresh button, and it was a long column.

Suddenly, a clue stung her eyes, and the source was the Wohu Mountain Management Committee: "A BMW car was found buried in a mudslide in the middle of Wohu Mountain, and a tow truck has been requested for rescue, and there is a suspicion that someone is inside the car. ”

Cen Yutong's heart suddenly panicked, her mind went blank, and an ominous premonition filled her body; She stood up, but her legs were weak, and she stumbled and fell to the ground!

No...... No...... Why Crouching Tiger Mountain!

Is she too nervous?! (To be continued.) )