Grass has to be repeatedly digested by cows before it can be turned into milk.

Books need to be thought about repeatedly before they can become knowledge.

- Tajik proverb

Niu Mulin returned to the dormitory of the TV station, found a book "The Chinese Nation" that introduced various ethnic groups in China, turned to the chapter of "Uzbeks", and read it carefully:

"The Uzbeks are the largest ethnic group in Central Asia and the second largest Turkic-speaking ethnic group in the world, most of whom believe in Islam and live mainly in Uzbekistan, Kazakhstan, Kyrgyzstan, Tajikistan, Turkmenistan, Iran, Afghanistan and other countries in the Soviet Union.

China calls the Uzbeks in its territory the Uzbeks. The Uzbek ethnic group is mainly distributed in Yining, Kashgar, Urumqi, Yache, Yecheng, Mulei, Qitai and other areas of Xinjiang Uygur Autonomous Region.

The earliest record of the Uzbek ethnic group comes from the "History of the Yuan", which was called Yuezubo at that time. The Uzbeks established the Uzbek Khanate during the time of Abu Khail Khan. Later, Genghis Khan's eldest sons, Kereh Khan of the Jochi lineage and Janibek, fell out with Abu Hail Khan and fled to the Yarkand Khanate (also known as Mughulstan), where they established an independent Kazakh Khanate.

After the dissolution of the Uzbek Khanate, some nomadic tribes followed Shaybani southward and migrated to the farming areas of the Chu River valley, occupying cities in the homeland of Khorezm, such as Bukhara, Samarkand, Khiva, Urgench, and Tashkent. A large number of Turkic-speaking nomads, such as the Qarluqs, Karajis, Aerkhuns, and Oghuns, mixed with the local Iranians and Tajiks, forming a new ethnic group with a settled life based on agriculture, the Sartas, which formed the basic structure of the later Uzbeks.

Historically, most of the names of Uzbeks in Central Asia in China have been named after places. For example, the Samarkands, Kokands, Bukharans, and Andijans were the common names for the Uzbeks in Central Asia during the Ming and Qing dynasties. Among them, the Andijan people are the most widely used.

The ancestors of the Uzbek ethnic group moved to Xinjiang from Central Asia very early.

The Hezhong region of Central Asia is adjacent to Xinjiang, and the geographical environment of the two regions is very similar. Due to the needs of economic life, the residents of the two places often interact.

In the Yuan Dynasty, the Uzbeks of the Golden Horde came to the interior of China to do business along the ancient Silk Road through Xinjiang. The ancient long Uzbek poem "Yadikal" describes in detail the arduous process of the organized migration of Kipchak Uzbeks to Xinjiang around the 14th and 15th centuries.

From the 16th century to the 17th century, Uzbek caravans used Yarkand in Xinjiang as a transit point to deal in silk, tea, porcelain, skins, rhubarb and various local products. Some also passed through Aksu and Turpan to Suzhou (today's Jiuquan, Gansu Province) to resell the goods to the mainland. Uzbeks began to live in some cities in Xinjiang, and their numbers increased year by year.

In the 50s of the 18th century, the Qing Dynasty put down the rebellion of the Mongol Junggar nobility in Xinjiang and established diplomatic relations with the Uzbek Kokand Khanate in the neighboring Western Regions. Since then, other cities in southern Xinjiang except Kashgar, Yarkand, and Aksu, and even in northern Xinjiang have settled Uzbeks.

Historically, the commercial activities of ethnic Uzbeks have played a role in promoting economic and cultural exchanges between Xinjiang and Central Asia. Until the beginning of the 20th century, Andijan people continued to move in and settle in Xinjiang. In addition to merchants, there were also peasants, craftsmen and intellectuals.

On July 2, 1987, the Uzbek Ethnic Township was established in Danangou in Mulei Kazakh Autonomous County, Xinjiang. This is the only Uzbek ethnic township in the country.

The vast majority of ethnic Uzbeks are engaged in commerce and handicrafts. A small number of Uzbeks living in northern Xinjiang are engaged in animal husbandry.

The oral literature of the Uzbeks is very rich.

Folk literature occupies an important place in Uzbek literature, including proverbs, aphorisms, etc. The long narrative poem "Parhad and Shireen" has been widely circulated.

The Uzbeks are good at singing and dancing. Dance is known for its light movements and variety. The national musical instruments are the Dutaer and the Danbul. The melody of folk music is graceful and meandering. ”

At this time, Director Li pushed the door and came in.

Niu Mulin looked at his watch, it was almost half past three, and he quickly put down the book in his hand and ran to work.

In the afternoon, Niu Mulin, as an intern reporter, followed official reporter Yang Genxin to cover a meeting of the municipal party committee. He carried a heavy camera box diligently, and when he arrived at the venue, he immediately set up a news tungsten lamp, and then looked for a plug in the power supply to connect the circuit of the tungsten lamp to provide lighting services for Yang Genxin's shooting.

After Yang Genxin finished taking news images, he sat on a chair at the back of the venue and took a cigarette break.

Niu Mulin took out a notebook and carefully took minutes of the meeting.

The Convenor declared the meeting closed. Niu Mulin hurriedly got up and packed up the wires and tungsten lamps, then picked up the camera placed next to Yang Genxin, and while observing carefully, he was ready to put it in the box.

When Yang Genxin saw Niu Mulin holding the camera, his face suddenly changed, and he sternly stopped: "Don't touch the camera!" ”

Niu Mulin looked at Yang Genxin inexplicably, feeling like Xianglin's sister-in-law who was forbidden to touch the sacrificial supplies in Lu Xun's novel "Blessing".

He paused for a moment and asked puzzledly, "Why can't I touch it?" ”

Yang replied: "New journalists are not allowed to use cameras or sign press releases for a year. This is the rule of the TV station! Hey, Zhang Xiaofang, give me a copy of the manuscript you have written. ”

Zhang Xiaofang was a reporter sent by the radio station to cover the meeting. She turned around and teased, "Don't you know how to write your own manuscript?" Why do you want my manuscript every time? Annoying! ”

Yang Genxin grinned awkwardly and begged shyly, "Okay." Help. ”

Niu Mulin felt very puzzled in his heart: I can write such a simple conference press release immediately even if I close my eyes. Why did Yang Genxin ask for it from others?

Niu Mulin was determined to become a TV reporter who could both take pictures and write press releases.

After a few days of observation, he found that the electrician on duty in the power distribution room at night was also managing the computer room where the cameras were stored, responsible for accepting the cameras handed over by the reporters and charging the cameras' batteries. Among the three electricians on duty, in addition to Zhao Gang and He Xianfeng, there is also a master Wu who is about 50 years old.

He decided to approach Master Wu when he was on duty at night, find a way to get the camera, and secretly learn how to take pictures himself.

During the day, Niu Mulin went to the power distribution room. At that time, Zhao Gang was on duty. He saw Niu Mulin come in and asked lazily, "What's the matter with you?" ”

Niu Mulin looked at the electrician's duty schedule posted on the wall, secretly remembered the date of Master Wu's night shift, and replied casually: "It's nothing." ”

Under the attention of Zhao Gang's suspicious eyes, Niu Mulin walked out of the electrician duty room indifferently.

In the evening, Niu Mulin hastily had dinner in the canteen of the municipal party committee and went straight to the power distribution duty room with the lights on.

Master Wu reclined in a chair plated with red leather, his eyes fixed on the TV screen, and he hummed Peking Opera.

Niu Mulin greeted Master Wu politely: "Master Wu, are you on duty?" ”

Master Wu turned his head to see that it was Niu Mulin, and said in an authentic Beijing accent: "Hey, it's a calf." Move that chair over and sit and watch a TV show. ”

Niu Mulin asked, "It doesn't affect you, right?" ”

Master Wu replied boldly, "No." You don't have a TV in your dormitory, so if you want to watch TV in the future, just come and watch it. ”

Niu Mulin brought a chair from the corner of the wall, placed it next to Master Wu, and then sat down to watch TV. His eyes were fixed on the TV screen, but his mind was on the camera.

The TV series "Journey to the West" is playing.

Master Wu pointed to the TV screen and exclaimed with emotion: "Hey, look at this picture taken by others, that's amazing!" ”

Niu Mulin took the opportunity to ask, "Master Wu, do you know how to take a camera?" ”

Master Wu shook his head and said, "I used to be a stage lighting engineer for Peking Opera, and I have never done videography. Besides, I'm too old to carry this iron lump. ”

At this moment, a reporter's shout came from the corridor: "Old man Wu, I'm back." ”

Master Wu hurriedly responded, "Okay, hey." ”

He said to Niu Mulin: "The reporter who interviewed is back. I'm going to open the door to the machine room for them. ”

Master Wu got up, picked up the key hanging on the wall, and walked out the door.

Niu Mulin also stood up and wanted to take the opportunity to go to the computer room with Master Wu. As soon as he reached the door, he was confronted by Azgul, who was holding a book.

Azgul smiled and said, "I'm looking for you everywhere." You can show me how my homework is. ”

Niu Mulin asked puzzledly, "What homework?" ”

Azgul replied, "I'm in an amateur university." ”

Niu Mulin took Azgul's homework book and quickly skimmed through it for a while, helping her correct a few typos.

As he was leaving, Azgul asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

Niu Mulin replied: "Watch "Journey to the West"

Azgul frowned and said, "Oh, what's so good about "Journey to the West"? That Tang monk said that he was a good person when he met a goblin, and he looked the same every time, and he never knew how to sum up his experience and correct his mistakes. Where is there such a stupid person? It's so fake! ”

Niu Mulin looked at Azgul in surprise. He himself has read the novel "Journey to the West" several times since he was a child, and each time he is immersed in the story of the Monkey King's outwit against monsters, and has never thought about the problems that exist in it. Unexpectedly, this Uyghur girl, who is not fluent in Chinese, suddenly pointed out the shortcomings in "Journey to the West".

Azgul walked away with a smile.

Master Wu also came back after packing up the camera.

Niu Mulin had no choice but to sit down with Master Wu and continue to watch TV.

Master Wu had just sat down when he heard the shouts of reporters in the corridor: "Master Wu, I'm back." ”

Master Wu agreed and was about to get up.

Niu Mulin hurriedly said, "Master Wu, sit down." I see that your legs are not flexible, and I will help you recharge. ”

Master Wu said, "It's okay. ”

He explained a few words to Niu Mulin and handed him the key in his hand.

Niu Mulin took the key and walked to the corridor on the first floor, where he saw reporters Xie Huang and Parhati from the Ministry of Information standing at the door of the computer room with camera boxes and light boxes.

Niu Mulin hurriedly opened the door of the computer room and let them go in to put the equipment.

Xie Huang and Parhati carefully counted the equipment and then went home.

After Niu Mulin watched them leave, he gently opened the camera box, carefully took out the heavy Japanese Sony camera, installed the battery, activated the power switch, and then carried it on his shoulder, and saw the black and white picture in the lens from the viewfinder monitor.

This was the first time he saw the TV picture from the monitor, and it was also the first time he carried the camera, and he was so excited that he didn't notice it when Master Wu walked into the computer room.

It turned out that Master Wu waited in the power distribution duty room for a while, but he didn't see Niu Mulin come back, thinking that something was wrong, so he ran over to see what was going on.

He saw Niu Mulin concentrating on studying, and whispered: "Little Niu, you must handle it gently, and put it down quickly after groping for a while, there is still a group of reporters who have not returned." Don't let them see it. ”

Niu Mulin glanced at Master Wu gratefully, nodded seriously, and then began to carefully adjust the focal length and push and pull the lens.

On the morning of the next day, Niu Mulin followed official reporter Wu Shan to cover the meeting of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference. After he finished providing lighting for Wu Shan's camera, he told Wu Shandao: "I'll write today's script, don't ask the radio reporter for the script." ”

He walked to the empty seat at the back of the room and began to concentrate on writing the press release.

Niu Mulin first browsed the list of CPPCC leaders who participated in the conference. He saw that in daily life, both ordinary people and cadres had great respect for religious people, and took it for granted that religious people were the most noble. So, without thinking, he listed the vice chairman, Imam Sherzak of the Tianshan Worship Temple, as the first among the leaders attending the meeting, and then the other vice chairmen.

The meeting was over, and Niu Mulin's press release was written.

Yin Qingguo, a reporter from the newspaper, walked up to Wu Shan's side and said with a smile: "Wait another 20 minutes, and I will make a copy of the manuscript for you." ”

Wu Shan said proudly: "No need to beg you anymore. Maverick has already written the manuscript. ”

Yin Qingguo asked curiously, "Which calf?" Is it the beautiful young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes in the back? ”

Wu Shan replied, "Yes." ”

Yin Qingguo walked to Niu Mulin's side and asked with a smile, "Which unit are you transferred from?" ”

Niu Mulin replied, "I am an assigned college student. ”

Yin Qingguo's eyes lit up and praised: "Wow, you are really talented and beautiful." I'm Yin Kyung-kook from the newspaper. We'll be friends from now on. ”

Niu Mulin is not the kind of person who is enthusiastic when he meets strangers, and when he saw that Yin Qingguo was so enthusiastic about him, he nodded stiffly.

After returning to the TV station, Wu Shan went to the computer room to return the camera. Niu Mulin came to the editor's office and handed the written press release to the editor Li Bing.

Li Bing picked up the press release expressionlessly, glanced at it, threw it on the table, and didn't say anything.

Niu Mulin knew that Li Bing's personality was arrogant, and he usually didn't like to deal with people, so he didn't care, he sat at the desk confidently, read the newspaper of the day, and waited for the leader to praise him.

Xu Tao walked in slowly.

Li Bing pushed Niu Mulin's press release in front of Xu Tao, and said in a complaining tone: "Director, this is the press release written by Xiao Niu. Take a good look at it. ”

Xu Tao picked up the press release and reviewed it, and the expression on his face quickly froze, as if it had become a ball of mutton fat extracted from raw mutton fat. He raised his head and asked with a serious expression, "Little Maverick, who made you rank the leader like this?" ”

Niu Mulin felt that something was wrong, and replied a little weakly: "Myself." How...... What's wrong? ”

Xu Tao said: "Scherzak is the last vice chairman in the rankings, why do you want to rank him first? ”

Niu Mulin was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer Director Xu's question. Xu Tao is not an ethnic minority, and it is impossible for him to have the same ideological consciousness of respecting religious people as Niu Mulin. It was very normal for him to feel strange about Niu Mulin's approach.

Xu Tao sternly ordered: "In the future, you will only be responsible for lighting and carrying boxes, and don't write press releases anymore." ”

Niu Mulin suddenly wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost after autumn. He really didn't study journalism, and no one taught him how to rank leaders. It stands to reason that Li Bing, as an editor, should remind him first. However, she deliberately did not tell Niu Mulin. She wanted to show how important she was by making a fool of herself in front of her leaders.

Niu Mulin was hit hard again. His mind went blank, and he sat there not knowing what to do, wishing there was a hole under his feet and he could get into it himself.

Finally, with unspeakable shame and humiliation, he walked out of the office of the Department of Public Information, and went to the courtyard where the autumn breeze was blowing, and cleared his drowsy mind.

Sun Jianhua, the administrator of the library, walked over with a stack of books in his arms and accidentally dropped a thick book.

Niu Mulin hurriedly helped her pick it up.

Sun Jianhua smiled and praised: "The young man is quite eye-catching. If you want to read in the future, come to me. ”

Niu Mulin asked, "Mr. Sun, is there a book on news writing in the library?" ”

Sun Jianhua replied, "How many copies are there?" Go, follow me. ”

Niu Mulin followed Sun Jianhua to the small library. He dug out a copy of "TV News and Special Knowledge" in the stacks of books, and if he found a treasure, he immediately went through the borrowing procedures with Sun Jianhua.

He returned to the press office with the book in his hand, sat down in his chair, and began to study hungrily. When he saw some important chapters, he took out a delicate notebook that he was reluctant to use, and wrote down the points neatly.