That night, it was my turn to be on duty with Liu Nannan.

Liu Nannan asked for leave to treat the "plateau red" on his face, and I was fine, so I went to duty. Li Jun drove me and left phone calls on the way.

Zhou Zixuan ran to the hotline department with two KFC packages, and the two of us chatted while eating. I said that I would not be a hotline reporter if I knew this, and I would see that your "Everyone's Statement" is only one issue a week, with low risk and high income, how good.

He responded: "If you want to be a traitor after being beaten, we are all like you, the War of Resistance must have failed, and we have all become the descendants of traitors." Don't think that "Everyone's Statement" is very safe, last time, a pig farmer rushed to the show site with a pig-killing knife, grabbed Director Tan's collar, and shouted that whoever dares to say that my pig is a sick pig will kill whoever is! was so frightened that Director Tan's legs trembled and almost knelt down, and then he resolutely refused to let him choose the topic of pork, and said that the pig raiser with a knife, and the dog with a Tibetan mastiff can't stand it, so don't deal with animals in the future. ”

I laughed, and was about to talk to Zixuan about Deputy Director Zhang's wig when Director Wang of the News Center walked into the office.

Director Wang is a deep myopia, always looking for fleas when reading manuscripts, and has won many journalism awards, and it is said that even the dandruff that falls from scratching his head shines with sparks of thought. Therefore, his hair was always shiny and viscous, like a layer of honey, and there were thousands of gullies in the middle, and occasionally a trace of skyrocketing. I was fascinated by the sight and often wanted to figure out what was going on up there.

The director walked around me for a long time and suddenly said, "Underworld, underworld behavior!" "It scares me.

He patted me the back and said, "In the future, you must also learn to protect yourself at work." Don't be too face-conscious when it's time to run. ”

Director Wang came down with two palms and woke up my trauma, which hurt all over my body. I thought to myself: Who loves face, I ran away, the other party lost a "group training" goal, Director Zhang is not as simple as being removed from the wig, I am afraid that the dentures will have to be donated to the society.

The director took a chicken wing and licked his fingers while eating it and left.

Zixuan then stood up and wanted to leave.

I said, "Don't you see that my wounded heart needs to be soothed?" There is no conscience at all. ”

"The director has said that if you should escape, you have to escape, but I am innocent." Zixuan wiped his mouth and said.

"Who isn't innocent? Besides, what are you running for, the victim is me, not you. ”

"Let's be together, I'm more popular than you, haven't you watched spy movies, the most handsome one is often the first to be hit."

"Then you get out of here, it's best to climb the wall when you go out, there is a dog hole behind the stage, it's safest to climb out from there." I threw a chicken leg bone in his face and said.

Zixuan picked up his coat and put it on: "I'm really in trouble." With that, he ran away suspiciously.

At this time, the hotline is busiest, and the reporters on duty answer it at night.

When the two reporters are on duty, one is left in the office and the other can go home, but the mobile phone is on. For general interviews, the left-behind reporters will handle it, and other colleagues will be notified when there is a major event.

I stayed alone in the office, recalling the events of the day, thinking to myself that I don't know what happened to Chu Qing, Zixuan's sneaky appearance is probably to see her, this is a great opportunity to care for women. According to gossip colleagues, Zixuan and a female host often watch meteor showers late at night, and it is estimated that it is Chu Qing.

I thought of Meng Xing again, the girl who walked in front of me in the hazy morning light and disappeared in a hurry, leaving me with an inviolable and subtle impression like water.

I couldn't help but call my aunt and ask her what she was doing, she said that she had a day meeting, was eating, received colleagues from other places, and asked me if I was okay.

I said, "It's okay, just a random call." ”

She said, "Oh, it's okay, just hang up." ”

My angry teeth itched - I had been so wronged that I almost died!

Outside the window, the leafy osmanthus tree is full of unknown small flowers, and the fragrance of the flowers wafting in the wind makes people dizzy, and there is a faint pain on the body.

The hotline began to multiply, with a drunk man asking if he could send someone to take him home, or to call his daughter-in-law and say he was not coming home at night.

An aunt reported that an uncle who lives alone in the community often repairs bicycles for everyone for free and also helps single women pick up their children voluntarily, known as "the most beautiful uncle", hoping that the media will pay attention to it and solve the problem of the uncle's singleness.

After midnight, a little boy called to say that a fire had broken out at the Dongzheng Hotel in Dongcheng District, and a group of uncles and aunts were trapped.

Dongzheng Hotel is located in Dongzheng Road, Dongcheng District, is a five-star hotel jointly owned by Lucheng Junnan Group and a Japanese enterprise, with more than 30 floors high, designed in the shape of an ancient castle, is a landmark building in Dongcheng, and is also a special hotel for entertaining foreign guests in the city.

It was big news that there was going to be a fire in the Dongzheng Hotel, I called the 119 duty room to confirm, and the staff on duty confirmed the news, saying that five fire trucks had been dispatched to the scene, and I quickly contacted the team leader Wen Liang and reported to Director Wang.

When I walked out of the duty room, I realized that it was a gloomy night outside, and there were large black clouds piled up in the sky, squeezed together in gray. The searchlight on the Lucheng Sky TV Tower occasionally slipped across the sky, and the light was instantly consumed by the clouds.

The streets are brightly lit, and the street lamps lazily pave the light onto the pavement.

Wen Liang and Lu Jiaqi arrived panting with the camera. Hotline reporters are similar to agents, usually you can't see them when you go down the streets, as long as there is something wrong, they will appear within five minutes, which is more in line with the characteristics described by Director Wang: the temperament is as lazy as a pig, the sense of smell is as sensitive as a dog, and the speed is as fast as a leopard.

Everyone got on the bus and went straight to Dongzheng Road.

Lu Jiaqi said that the Dongzheng Hotel has been busy holding the Miss Universe bikini contest recently, and there is an endless stream of guests who come to hunt for beauty.

The street leading to Dongzheng Road was heavily congested, cars of all sizes crawled the road, some drivers simply got out of the car to smoke and chat, and I drove a press car with a TV station with a striking sign to squeeze into the sidewalk, swaying left and right like a loach in the pile of people and bicycles, thanks to the congestion in Beijing, I learned how to surf in the "sea of people".

Wen Liang looked at the drivers who were busy with the traffic police in the rearview mirror, and his bulging belly trembled with laughter.

Dongzheng Road is a fashionable street, both sides of the street are full of Japanese and Korean brand stores, two rows of cherry blossom trees form a love corridor, in spring, a large number of cherry blossoms bloom on the roadside, lovers enjoy the flower rain bathing under the trees and make good wishes.

And this night's Dongzheng Road is no longer romantic, the whole road is crowded with people, people are crowded together, competing to take pictures with their mobile phones and brush up on the circle of friends.

The Dongzheng Hotel is like a dancing burning man, and thick smoke envelops the entire hotel, like the scene of a terrorist incident. Figures flickered in the firelight of those windows, and the picture was desperate and terrifying.

The building's power supply had been lost, and the windows that had not been engulfed in flames were exposed to deep darkness, and hoarse shouts and screams came from within, quickly drowned out by the cacophony outside.

We parked our car on the side of the road and shouted at the TV station while guarding the cameras and squeezed in. Wen Liang was responsible for finding witnesses, understanding the situation, and cooperating with Lu Jiaqi to shoot a report on the scene, and I was ready to follow the firefighters to make a dynamic report.

At this time, thick smoke billowed from the twelfth floor of the Dongzheng Hotel, and the fire burst out of the window from time to time, and the surrounding heat was surging, some people shouted for help at the window, and some people straddled the window sill to jump down.

The fire brigade has arrived at the scene, but has not yet carried out the rescue, because there is a night market outside the hotel, and the mobile snack bar surrounds the hotel.

Police cordoned off, firefighters erected large air cushions underneath the hotel, and hung banners that read "Don't jump off the building and wait for rescue."

Deputy Mayor Qin, who was in charge of fire fighting, shouted in the crowd to let the people watching the excitement roll, but it had no effect. Passing vehicles and fire trucks were blocked, police began to shout and push, and fire commanders desperately called the command center for reinforcements. In the chaos, the aunt was surrounded by a large number of police and crowded to the scene. Brother-in-law Chen Xiao followed behind her, bowing his head and whispering to several criminal policemen in civilian clothes, behaving suspiciously. After Chen Xiao found me, he told me not to stay too long, and after speaking, he left in a hurry, and I saw that he was wearing body armor.

From time to time, a few puffs of smoke came out of the hotel gate, and some gray-headed and black-faced people ran out in a panic and were stopped by firefighters to inquire about the situation inside.

SWAT officers began to evacuate the crowd and drive away vehicles, and several fire trucks finally drove downstairs to the hotel, and firefighters set up water cannons to extinguish the fire.

Lu Jiaqi stood on the side of the fire truck and began to make a live report: "Audience friends, this is "Lucheng Zero Distance", it is now 12:40, I am reporter Lu Jiaqi, the current location is the main entrance of the Dongzheng Hotel, according to eyewitnesses, about 40 minutes ago, the hotel caught fire and spread rapidly, and now we can see that the smoke has shrouded more than 12 floors, and the fire is very violent!" ”

Just as Wen Liang moved the camera up, several screams in the crowd interrupted Lu Jiaqi's report, and someone began to jump off the building, and the first jumper did not fall on the air cushion, but hit the ground first, making a dull sound. Then, some people jumped down one after another, some landed on the air cushion, and some fell directly to the concrete floor.

In the various shouts of the onlookers, the scene began to be filled with blood, one by one life was annihilated from the fire and flew away from my eyes, the scene of blood splashing and continuous dull sound of flesh was deeply engraved in my mind and lingered for a long time.

I have not encountered many tragic scenes, and my partner Lu Jiaqi was also deeply shocked, his mouth was wide open, and his expression fell into a daze.

According to those who escaped, hundreds of guests were besieged at the Dongzheng nightclub on the fifteenth floor of the hotel. The old aunt instructed the police to try to drive the crowd away so that more rescuers could enter the scene, but the crowd tactics were quite stubborn, and some policemen had to insult a few people's parents roughly, and some people fell in the commotion, their eyes still staring at the fire desperately, allowing the fire snake to entangle in their pupils.

A large number of armed police arrived at the scene, and the fire truck set up a ladder to start rescuing people, but the flames climbed rapidly along the floor, and the trapped people climbed higher and higher, and the ladder became longer and longer, and some windows were blocked by fire.

Two teams of firefighters with equipment rushed into the building from the main entrance, and the armed police stood in a row, forming a blockade circle. Those laughing, surprised, crowded, and expectant eyes were all blocked out.

Black dust began to rain from the sky, as if it had reached the end of the world.