Although Wang Li is only 28 years old this year, she is a well-known journalist in the journalistic circles of southern Yunnan Province, and it is said that she is a talented person recruited by the provincial Taiwan station from other provinces with high salaries, and her reporting and interviewing style has always been known for her sharp questions.

"Comrade journalist, what's your name?" Lian Yue asked.

Wang Li was slightly stunned, but she didn't expect that the swarthy soldier in front of her would ask herself.

In previous interviews, the interviewee had to follow his own interview ideas under his own fierce questioning, not as he did today.

Flustered and exasperated?

A word flashed through Wang Li's mind.

"My name is Wang Li."

She told Lian Yue her name clearly and word by word.

Lian Yue suddenly smiled slightly and said, "Reporter Wang, if I'm not mistaken, it's the first time you've covered this kind of minefield handover ceremony, right?" ”

Wang Li was stunned again.

Her tone became sharper.

"I didn't cover the minefield handover ceremony, is there any necessary connection to my professionalism and interview questions?"

Lian Yue shook his head: "No contact." ”

"Since you haven't been contacted, can you answer my previous question?" Wang Li chased after him: "Excuse me, if you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of just in case, how can you ensure that there are no missed mines in the minefield you have plastered?" I mean just in case, because there are no absolutes in this world. I think that's a question that the audience sitting in front of the TV asks a lot of questions. ”

Lian Yue pursed his lips vigorously and said, "I think, this question will have an answer later, and reporter Wang will see how we prove ourselves later." ”

With that, turn around and leave.

"Whoa! Company Captain, Company Captain, your question hasn't been answered yet......" Wang Li didn't expect Lian Yue to say that he would leave.

How can this soldier do this?

She held the microphone to chase, but was pulled back.

Looking back, it's the photographer.

The photographer is an old photographer in the station, in his forties, chubby, and bald.

He shook his head at Wang Li: "Wang Li, I was chased." ”

"Why is he like this!" Wang Li said angrily: "I'm just doing a normal interview, and he has the obligation to answer reporters' questions!" ”

The fat photographer said: "He's right, it's the first time you've participated in this kind of minefield handover interview, and it's all my ......."

He patted his large, smooth head with his hand.

"I should warn you that this question should not be asked."

"What's not to ask?" Wang Li was a little surprised.

The fat photographer said: "That's it, you watch it first, and after reading it, you think you have to ask, I won't stop you." ”

……

Female reporter Wang Li suppressed her temperament.

Although the fat photographer didn't say anything, she was very curious.

The people here at the border don't seem to be in a very different environment from the province where they used to work.

Unlike the provinces where I worked before, there is always a lingering faint smoke of gunpowder in the air on the border, as if to tell everyone that there has been a war here.

Routine speeches by various leaders are essential in the ceremony, but they are lackluster.

For the handover ceremony, Wang Li has long been accustomed to it.

At that time, she was also a well-known big-name reporter in a provincial station, and participated in countless so-called handover ceremonies or signing ceremonies.

Isn't that how it is?

The leaders spoke in the order of ranking, then applauded, and then signed the handover documents, and the scene was jubilant, firecrackers and flowers were scattered.

Too much.

I've seen too much.

In the eyes of reporter Wang Li, this minefield handover ceremony is no different from the handover ceremonies that she has participated in before.

Therefore, when the leaders on the stage spoke, Wang Li hardly listened.

It can all be left to the photographer to document.

And as long as you go up to interview a few key people after the leader finishes speaking, make up the shots, and come back to edit it, a high-quality news clip can go out on the street.

Taking out the delicate small makeup box from her bag, Wang Li stepped aside and began to touch up her makeup.

As a reporter, she is always aware of her image, including her appearance.

“…… To prove that every minefield we have swept is indeed safe without a single mine. Before the formal handover, we have to organize an acceptance in front of all local leaders and ordinary people present. ”

"Acceptance?"

Wang Li's hand holding the powder stopped on her face.

Are there any mines, and how is this accepted?

With a mine detector?

Wang Li thinks this shot is a little interesting.

She decided to hurry up and grab a good position, let the photographer take a shot of the demining soldier wearing a protective suit and holding a mine detector to inspect the minefield on the spot, and make some proper explanations in front of the camera, so that this news clip will be more effective.

"Lao He!"

She put away her makeup case and trotted all the way through her sneakers, shouting the photographer's name as she ran.

"The camera will be aimed at the acceptance site immediately, and we will make up a shot."

After speaking, he took out the microphone from his bag, turned it on, then brushed his hair and stood in front of the camera.

Good location.

Shoot the past from here, and be able to shoot the entire minefield.

Wang Li was very satisfied and began to prepare for the commentary in front of the camera.

“…… Therefore, we decided to adopt the method of acceptance on foot, to prove to all the villagers, to the local governments at all levels, to the Central Military Commission, to the Party Central Committee and the State Council - there are no mines or explosives here! ”

Acceptance on foot?

Wang Li's heart thumped and she turned her head suddenly.

Under the sun, Xu Hanyuan stood on the left side of the rostrum with a hand-held electric horn and shouted loudly to the troops below: "The officers and soldiers of the 1st mine-sweeping team are in place!" ”

Under Wang Li's astonished gaze, the officers and men of the minesweeping team lined up in a horizontal formation.

There were two columns, forty people each.

Their team was led by captain Lian Yue, then deputy captain Zhang Ziqiang, and platoon leader Yang Daxi......

In the phalanx of the soldiers behind, there is a squad leader Luo Xing, a second squad leader, a third squad leader, and a fourth squad leader......

There are ordinary soldiers for each demining squad 1.

Standing on the edge of the minefield, they took the hands of their comrades-in-arms one after another, standing on the edge of the minefield, like brothers who go to life and death together.

"They ......," Wang Li turned around and asked the photographer Lao He what was going on.

Lao He's eyes were glued to the camera, and he said lightly: "Wang Li, I said it a long time ago, you really shouldn't have asked what you said just now." ”

"Target, minefield!"

Xu Hanyuan's voice was still that rough and deep tone, "Forward!" ”

In the eyes of everyone, and in the almost frightened gaze of reporter Wang Li, all the officers and men of the demining team began to walk in unison and entered the minefield together.

Wang Li's mouth opened into an O-shape.

She suddenly had a feeling that she was stupid!

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