Chapter Seventy-Nine: Attack Interview 2
Zhou Mo hid, where is there a place for reporters to spend the night in this deserted village? So when they go back in the evening, they will surely leave with interest. However, iron-clad facts have proved that Zhou Mo underestimated the patience of reporters, at least the patience of one of them.
The reporters who entered the village naturally came to Zhou Mo, and learned that the main owner had gone out to do errands, so the interview team was divided into three groups. One group interviewed the parents of the target, one group focused on the environment and people in the village, and the last group went to the mountains to contain them.
Zhou Mo and Yuwa were like the guerrillas back then, playing hide and seek with the interview team in the mountains, relying on the advantage of fighting at home, and they were not caught for a day. The eldest brother with the heavy camera was tired enough, and Jianye, who led the way, also muttered on the side: "These two stinky boys are usually around here, where did they go?" β
As night fell, he returned home with a smile of victory, only to see the electric lights on in the main house. My mother made a table of good dishes and was diligently serving dishes to a woman. Dad is also accompanying the wine, his face is full of red light, and he is paired with a white white shirt, which is a bit of a handsome old man.
Seeing this scene, the smile of victory immediately turned into a stinky face of bitterness. There is still a woman who hasn't left, isn't she scared by the environment here? Do you really want to live?
Seeing the opportunity, the fish baby immediately said 'take care' to Zhou Mo, and then turned around and flashed back to her home.
Helpless, when encountering this kind of perseverance, you can only lament the ill-fated fate.
"Stinky boy, it's finally back! Hurry up, you see the people are waiting. β
Mom's elbow turned out, and the female reporter's mouth was indeed very sweet, and a few words made my mother smile from ear to ear, and she tried to pick up vegetables for her.
can't do an interview at the dinner table, plus Zhou Mo only knows how to eat with his head covered, if it weren't for Zhou's father and Zhou's mother who also knew how to adjust the atmosphere, this meal would probably be extremely embarrassing.
After the meal, the interview officially began. Zhou Mo already has a good set of dealing with reporters, as long as it is about music, after all, it is still those few questions, which are clichΓ©s, just use the previous replies repeatedly. As for the acceptance speech, Zhou Mo didn't want to do it at all, because he didn't feel it at all, and he wouldn't have a word.
The female reporter was also a little angry, Baba waited for a day, and waited for this old fritter. There was nothing to be gained by saying this, so she decided to ask a more ruthless question.
"As far as I know, Professor Zhong Yishan had people arrange for you to go to France to receive the award, but in the end, on the day of receiving the award, he announced that Mr. Zhou was unwell and could not move. Now it seems that Mr. Zhou, you don't seem to have any serious illness, what is this for? β
Depend on...... This woman has checked a lot.
There is indeed such a thing, a few weeks ago, Zhong Yishan sent a message through a serious person, hoping that Zhou Mo would go to the airport, and someone would arrange for him to go to France to receive the award. It was rejected at that time, because Zhou Mo had no interest in music, and thinking about a large number of people around asking questions about music, and it was a foreign language, it hurt my brain.
After being rejected, Professor Zhong Yishan did not give up, and went around to find his parents' phone number, wanting to make Zhou Mo obey through family tactics. It's a pity that my parents didn't have any way, they were used to doting on them since they were children, and they were said by Zhou Mo again, and finally they also died down.
In desperation, Professor Zhong Yishan could only explain to the organizer of the competition that the composer Zhou Mo was ill and could not come to receive the award in person, but sent a message expressing deep regret.
Now that this woman asked, she really had a bit of a heart that had been exposed by lies, so she could only say in the name of Ha Luha: "It's not a serious illness, it's just that my face is a little withered, and I'm afraid that my image will be affected when I get out of it, so I didn't go." β
"Really?" The female reporter smiled meaningfully, and then asked another question: "I wonder what Mr. Zhou has been busy with these days?" Leave early and return late. Rushing around like this at the beginning of recovery from a serious illness, there must be something big, right? β
It's gone...... The revitalization of his hometown is currently just a plan, and it has not yet reached the point of implementation, and now it may bring some unnecessary trouble to the plan, so Zhou Mo doesn't plan to say it, so he casually finds an excuse, saying that he is going out to find inspiration and casually confusing the past.
It's a pity that female reporters are not vegetarians, and almost out of professional instinct, they know that there must be a story behind the road.
The interview is not over yet.
The female reporter couldn't leave, so she stayed at Zhou's house, which made Zhou Mo feel unbearable. Although I didn't follow behind all the time, it still didn't feel good to be stared at all the time. I took an opportunity to go over the wall and find a fish baby, and I wanted to know what he thought, after all, he was the executor of the revitalization plan.
"There must be an impact, good and bad. After the media intervenes, it will be much easier to do the work of the villagers, but I am afraid that the development plan will be leaked, so that some people will feel that it is profitable, and it will be troublesome to come and make trouble. β
Yuwa weighed the pros and cons and felt that it was better not to leak it. So the two of them summed it up, and they didn't do research in the past few days, and by the way, they asked Jian Ye not to make a sound. Then they swayed from side to side together, with a female reporter's tail hanging behind them, and they would not be lonely all the way.
The female reporter is distressed, the shoes she just bought are almost gone. This Zhou Mo must be a heart, and it is not a famous mountain and water, there is a fart inspiration to find, and he actually ran a few mountains early in the morning to exercise and play?
"This girl is quite stubborn, she hasn't given up until now, what's her name?"
The fish baby admires this girl a little, in order to catch some materials so desperately, she lived in this poor ditch for three days, and was taken to run all over the mountain every day, and she couldn't stand it anymore if she was replaced by others.
"I don't know how to do it, it seems that I have introduced myself, but I don't remember it clearly. Forget it, it looks pretty pitiful, let's stay at home and play chess from tomorrow. β
As a result, the female reporter found that she no longer had to run all over the mountain, but instead had the seemingly never-ending sound of chess under a big tree. Whenever she saw the two of them sitting on a Go board made of stones with a chess jar, the female reporter's heart was wailing.
Oh my God! Two 20-year-old young people get together and play Go! And he sat for several hours, without saying a word, just playing chess silently, watching the game next to him, and occasionally changing people to play together. The biggest change is that in two days, Go has become chess, and it is still a fight against each other, and you can't say a word of.
What's the interest!?
Female journalists come from big cities, where have they seen such a poor place where they want nothing and nothing? Being able to persist until now surprised Zhou Mo and them. There is no leisure, no entertainment, even there are so many people every day, and the only thing that can comfort her soul is that she doesn't play and makes a few phone calls to complain to friends.
On the seventh day, the female reporter finally couldn't stand it anymore because her mobile phone was about to be in arrears. After losing the most consolation, how could she persist any longer, she called someone to pick her up on the same day, and then left this sad place with a few drafts and recordings.
Hehe, it just so happens that the Water Mirror Mansion is ripe.