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Tan Jing visited Wei Jieling again, and he had a guilty expression on his face that was not much different from that of Ono Meidai, but Ono Meidai was in the consulate at the time, and her guilt was hidden, while Tan Jing's guilt was clear at a glance.

Wei Jieling looked at his expression: "Do you think you're sorry for me?" ”

"Miss Seven......" Tan Jing lowered his head, "I'm sorry." ”

"I don't have to apologize, talking about reporters is actually helping me." Wei Jieling said, "Now I'm a friend of Consul Qichuan......

As she spoke, she frowned and muttered to herself, "That's not right." ”

Tan Jing interrupted her: "Miss Seven......"

"Now I'm under the protection of Consul Qichuan." Wei Jieling said this, and then smiled with satisfaction, "Yes, I am under the protection of Consul Qichuan, and I will move here in a few days." ”

Tan Jing was silent, knowing that Wei Jieling was hating him in her heart now, so she didn't distinguish anything, only opened the notebook and pen: "Let's start the interview now." ”

Wei Jieling smiled and waved her hand: "If you don't work to talk about reporters writing articles, I wrote one, if you don't dislike it, you can use it to polish the "color" and "color." ”

She handed over a few pages of rice paper, in a vertical row, written with sheep's hair, and the handwriting was beautiful, which was the handwriting that everyone should have. But with such a beautiful stroke, the written article is full of sloppy sentences, and the rhetoric is gorgeous, catchy to read, and rhymes plainly.

After reading the first paragraph, he hung his hand weakly, as if he had lost the courage to continue reading.

And Wei Jieling kept smiling at him, and said at this moment: "Talking about reporters can't look down on my articles, I don't write as good as you." ”

An article that I wrote without Hello.

Tan Jing thought to herself, even if she didn't know the exact relationship between herself and Qi Chuan, she should have guessed a thing or two at this moment.

He was a little panicked and wanted to explain, so he stammered: "Miss Seven misunderstood......

"Don't be modest when talking about journalists." Wei Jieling said, "Your writing is obvious to all in the sea. ”

Tan Jing was even more embarrassed, feeling that the air temperature around him had risen, and the room had turned into a huge steamer, steaming his face red.

"I'm not working for the Japanese." He whispered the words, his normally straight back arched like a boiled shrimp.

"Yes, the reporter is not working for the Japanese," Wei Jieling looked at him with a calm expression, admiring his embarrassment, and smiling, as if watching a burlesque," said Consul Sukawa. ”

After she said this, she reached out and picked up the tea cup on the table, and she didn't drink it, just held it in her hand and looked at him with her eyes: "I talked about this article, and the reporter took it to take a look, if there is something bad about the writing, you can change it." It's just that I want to sign it when I send it, and it belongs to the name after your name, writing Wei Jieling. ”

She stretched out her hand and showed her palm, as if she was afraid that he wouldn't know how to write the three words "Wei Jieling", and traced it to him stroke by stroke.

Tan Jing didn't read it, because he wouldn't post this article, let alone let Wei Jieling's name belong to his name.

This article was sent to Qi Chuan's desk: "Miss Wei Qi wants to post it in the "Chao Sound Daily". ”

Sukawa Shun looked at the end from the beginning with great interest, and praised it in Japanese: "Good article." ”

Lao Wei Gong is a Jinshi of the former Qing Dynasty, the children of the Wei family were enlightened by the female dependents of the inner house at the age of four, and at the age of six, they formally invited Xixi to apprentice, and then studied every day, and the pen never stopped.

"I heard that Wei Yingguo once passed the eight talents of the former Qing Dynasty." Qi Chuanshun said to Tan Jing, "I don't know if Tan Jun has taken the test?" ”

"When I took the exam, the former Qing Dynasty had already abolished the imperial examination." Tan Jing responded, the expression on his face was as usual, and no emotion was "revealed".

"Do you want to sign this manuscript?" Sukawa Shun returned to the topic, she tilted her head behind the desk and asked him questions, the expression on her face looked a little gentle.

Tan Jing's face was still expressionless: "If the consul thinks I should sign, then I will sign." ”

"Hey, Tanjun." Sukawa sighed, "If I were just looking for an obedient subordinate, then you wouldn't be here...... Tell me what you think. ”

Tan Jing did not answer immediately, he knew the effect of this article after it was published in the "Chaosheng Daily", especially when it was still on his column, and his name belonged to him—Tan Jing's image as a journalist with iron shoulders and morality would immediately be questioned by society, and from then on, the authority of his pen would be greatly reduced...... He will slowly become a complete traitor.

This is Wei Jieling's plan, Wei Jieling has been deceived by him, so he wants to tear off his hypocritical face in front of the world.

"Not signing is only good for me; Signature, it will be of great benefit to the consul. "That's why I want to be signed." ”

"Please do what you want." Sukawa Shun handed the rice paper back to her, "Take it back to the company, revise it well, I want to see a better version of your polish." ”

Tan Jing bent deeply over her, and then walked out of the consular office.

When he went out, Midai Ono was reading the newspaper at his desk, reading the "Chaosheng Daily", and the only overcast was his economic column, and the rest of the drama literature was thriving.

In the past, he talked about coming to the consulate to see Sukawa Shun, and he never stayed here for much at Ono Maida, and the two of them didn't get along well, so they could only barely maintain peace in front of Sukawa Shun, and they never had a deep friendship in private.

But this time, the competition was unusual, stopped at her desk, and looked at the layout she was reading: "This play was arranged by the students of Qixianqiao Japanese Language Academy, and our editor Li contacted the venue for them, and gave them the opportunity to perform in the Yuping Theater, only three performances. ”

Ono Meidai didn't look up: "It looks good, can your editor Li give me a ticket?" I want to see it. ”

"The story of the Japanese creation god, Chinese have not seen it, natural novelty, why do you want to see it?"

"I wonder how Chinese students will interpret the story of the Japanese creator god." Ono Medai folded the page of the newspaper, and the drama review of the play was placed at the top, "China also has its own creator god, but I have been in Binhai for so long, and I have never seen anyone play it." ”

"The creator god in China only has a story, not a drama." "In the eyes of the Chinese, it is not God who deserves praise, but people. ”

Ono Meidai suddenly asked, "Where are you talking about reporters?" ”

Tan Jing was stunned, not understanding why she suddenly asked this question, but he still answered truthfully: "Huzhou people." ”

Ono Meidai looked into his eyes: "Wrong, I'm asking, what nationality are you?" ”

Tan Jing was also looking at Ono Meidai's eyes, he didn't answer, but asked, "What nationality is Secretary Ono?" ”

"I'm naturally from Japan." Ono said, "What about reporters? ”

"Secretary Ono is Japanese." Tan Jing nodded, and put Wei Jieling's manuscript in his hand in front of her, "What about Miss Wei Qi?" ”

Ono's heart pounded suddenly, she clenched her toes in her shoes and clenched her fingers under the table—Tan Jing knew, he knew what she had said to Wei Jieling.

But the tension was only for a moment, and after a breath, Ono Meidai calmed down again - she was Japanese, and everything she did was to protect the interests of the Great Japanese Empire, and to put it in the Marina Consulate was to protect the interests of Sugawa Shun.

"Miss Wei Qi is Chinese." She said this calmly, because after a series of crooked beatings, the Japanese consulate became the yellow finch behind the praying mantis and became the biggest beneficiary of this lawsuit.

"I am from the same country as Secretary Ono." Tan Jing then spoke, "Secretary Ono and I, are we from the same country?" ”

"I'm Japanese." Ono Meidai didn't understand his mysterious riddles, and she didn't bother to guess these riddles, "I don't know if the reporter is from the same country as me in his heart." ”

She sorted out the pages of rice paper, bent down and took out a file bag from the filing cabinet at her feet, carefully packed the manuscript, and handed it to Tan Jing: "Don't delay your work as a reporter." ”

Tan Jing nodded and took the file bag: "Tomorrow afternoon, the last performance, I will ask Secretary Ono to watch it, and I will also ask Secretary Ono to appreciate his face." ”

"I'm sorry, I have more important arrangements," Ono refused without thinking, "I made an appointment with someone more important, and I really can't spare time to talk about the reporter's face." ”

"Okay, then I'll make an appointment another day." Tan Jing nodded at her. From the beginning to the end of this conversation, except for the moment when the two met their eyes, Ono Meidai did not look at him directly, so he missed the slightly "confused" look on his face, such an unguarded and fragile expression is rare on Tan Jing's face.

Why did Ono Meidai persuade Wei Jieling to withdraw the lawsuit, which is the purpose of this dialogue, and it is also the point of discussion and doubt. He didn't get an answer from Midai Ono, so he could only go back confused, and he was even absent-minded when he revised Wei Jieling's draft.

Because he knew that this manuscript would not be sent.

Ever since his press release about the Japanese consulate's acceptance of the Wei clan was issued, Yue Shixing had watched him very closely, and each of his manuscripts had to be signed and sealed by Yue Shixing before they could be published in the newspaper.

Yue Shixing would not allow this manuscript to be published in the "Chao Sheng Daily" that he had worked so hard to protect.

Tan Jing was found by Yue Shixing at half past ten that night, when he had already left work and did not go home, but went to the National Coastal University to find books on Japanese mythology in the library.

Yue Shixing, a scribe who had passed his old age, stood in front of him panting, and at the same time looked at him with angry eyes, and threw a stack of manuscripts over his face: "What do you mean? ”

Tan Jing avoided his eyes: "This is what Wei Jieling asked for." ”

"There are so many newspapers in Binhai, why does she have to publish it in the "Chao Sound Daily"? And you can obviously refuse, why do you want to accept it, polish it, and sign it? Yue Shixing reprimanded him in the library with a suppressed voice, and his voice was hoarse, as if he was about to vomit a mouthful of old blood on Tan Jing's face.

"You come out for me." He grabbed Tan Jing by the collar and dragged him out, "This has happened twice, you must have something to hide from me, you must tell me the truth today, tell me the reason why you did this." ”

Yue Shixing dragged Tan Jing out of the library all the way, dragged him to the side of the road, and slammed it to the ground. His strength was not enough to push down Tan Jing, but the latter's mental strength was weakened, and he happened to stumble on the bricks on the edge of the lawn, and he didn't stand firm for a while, and fell backwards with a bang.

Yue Shixing hurriedly bent down, but instead of helping him, he then tugged at his collar: "Tell me honestly, did you receive any threat?" ”

Tan Jing was stunned: "What? ”

"Did the Japanese threaten you?" Yue Shixing still looked at him with vicious eyes, but the words he said were completely different from his eyes, "What did they let them use to save their lives?" Use the name of your Tan Jing pen to sing praises to them? ”

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