That night, Zhang Huaizhong came home from work, entered the house, and frowned at his wife: "Is my son back?" ”

When his wife saw his serious expression, her heart sank: "Yue'er caused you trouble?" ”

His brow furrowed even deeper: "Is it more than trouble? He gave me a big problem! ”

The wife looked concerned: "What happened to Yue'er?" ”

"He was messing around with a female reporter in the station..."

The wife was shocked: "Did he have a style problem?" ”

He looked bored: "Please don't interrupt me yet, okay?" ”

The wife shook her expression helplessly: "You continue." ”

"Your precious son was instigated by a female journalist to go to Africa to cover the news."

My wife couldn't help but interject: "Ah... He's going that far? ”

He smiled bitterly: "It's not just far away, it's a turbulent area, like a big powder keg. ”

The wife showed a surprised gaze: "Isn't that female reporter afraid?" ”

He pondered for a long time before he said, "Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers." ”

The wife couldn't calm down: "No, he is our only son, we can't let him be willful." ”

As he spoke, the door opened, and a young man walked in from the outside, he looked to be in his twenties, with a creamy face, but full of sunlight, and called out affectionately to the two people on the spot: "Dad, Mom, I'm back." ”

He was Zhang Jiuyue, who was 'instigated' by Shen Linxi.

Zhang Huaizhong saw his son go straight to a bedroom, and immediately let out a deep voice: "Stop!" ”

Zhang Jiuyue's backbone was like a cold war, and he involuntarily froze.

Zhang Huaizhong glared at his son's back angrily: "It's all a good thing you did!" ”

Zhang Jiuyue looked innocent: "Why did I mess with you?" ”

"Hmph, don't pretend to be confused for me!"

The son looked at him blankly: "You mean I volunteered to go to Africa for interviews?" ”

The mother took over the conversation: "You have a real idea, and you don't discuss it with your father?" ”

Zhang Huaizhong scolded without a head and a face: "Your wings are hard? I don't even take my old man in my eyes! ”

After some shocks, his son's emotions gradually calmed down: "Dad, where are you talking about?" Earlier, he was still staring at me, and his career had to be broken by himself, and I was not allowed to say that I was your son in the unit. Do I want to do something and let you worry about it? ”

A trace of embarrassment flashed through Zhang's angry expression: "Wow, you still blame your father?" It's growing. ”

The son became more and more calm: "I am telling the truth. I'm already an adult, do I need you to arrange my way?"

Zhang Huaizhong groaned: "I don't want to interfere with you, but if you want to go to Africa, it's just not right!" ”

The son looked stunned: "Aren't you mistaken? At the meeting some time ago, you also encouraged us location reporters to have the courage to go to the most difficult places to exercise. Am I different from them? ”

The old mother hurriedly mediated: "Yue'er, you are the only son of me and your father!" ”

"So what? Who doesn't have parents? ”

Zhang Huaizhong's expression was softer: "The conditions in Africa are not as simple as the difficult conditions, and there are frequent riots in some areas. There is no guarantee of personal safety for foreigners there. Do you want me and your mother to worry about you all day? ”

His words aroused his son's enthusiasm: "There are so many Chinese builders there, aren't they afraid of danger?" Aren't their families scared? But they did not retreat, because they represent us in China. As a media person, I should go deep among them and report their deeds. ”

Zhang Huaizhong frowned: "You... Actually reasoned with me? I think you're poisoned by that girl! ”

The son generously stated: "What did Xixi do wrong? She is a girl who dares to go to a field that no one cares about, and this courage alone is worthy of my admiration. ”

After a fierce confrontation, the father and son finally died down. Zhang Huaizhong did not convince his son, but he was deeply touched by his words and fell into a long contemplation.

The next day, Zhang Jiuyue went to work normally, waiting for a summons at his post, and intern camera reporters like him could only run errands and fill vacancies for any reporting team at any time. As a trainee photographer, it's often harder to get ahead than it is to be a host. Although he is the only son of the editor-in-chief, he sees himself only as an ordinary trekker, fighting for every opportunity.

Shen Linxi suddenly burst in, panting and waving at him, then turned around and ran out.

His heart sank, was the application rejected?

He quickly left his seat and hurried out.

Shen Linxi's footsteps were also hurried, and he even ran, but he didn't let him catch up.

He had to pant in the back and ask, "Girl, what are you running?" What's going on? ”

Shen Linxi ran up the stairs to the terrace on the top floor. It is a large area and has a panoramic view of the city of Danhai.

Zhang Jiuyue followed her up seven or eight flights of stairs in one go, and was already exhausted, leaning over and panting.

Shen Linxi seemed to be at ease, and actually rushed out of the vast blue sky above her head and opened her happy arms, moving her delicate body, and a few big loops came on the spot.

Zhang Jiuyue was stunned, this is obviously a happy event.

"Creek girl..."

After Shen Linxi's indulgence, he finally stopped and said angrily at him: "Don't you call me that, I'm about to be alone." ”

Zhang Jiuyue's eyes lit up: "Is it okay to go to Africa?" ”

"Hmm!" Shen Linxi nodded vigorously, "The two of us finally have a day to come out." ”

Zhang Jiuyue was dumbfounded: "Could it be that you went overseas for interviews just to get ahead?" ”

Shen Linxi knew that he had lost his words, and hurriedly defended: "When we went to Africa to report, we relied on the professional ethics of a journalist to report on those compatriots who worked in the harsh environment overseas, and to show their deeds to the whole country and even the world. In the midst of this, don't we feel a sense of honor as reporters? ”

Zhang Jiuyue smiled: "The girl is really a reporter's material, and this remedy is good." ”

Shen Linxi's pretty face sank: "If you call me 'girl' again, I will ignore you, let alone take you to Africa." ”

Zhang Jiuyue touched the back of his head: "Are you mistaken?" Do I take you, or do you take me? ”

"Of course I'll take you. You're just working with me. ”

Zhang Jiuyue knew that he couldn't compete with her, so he had to change the subject: "What should I call you?" ”

"What do you call Sister Zhang?"

"Call her 'Teacher Zhang'."

"Okay, you should call me 'Teacher Shen' in the future."

Zhang Jiuyue lowered his head and pondered: "I'll still call you 'Xixi'." ”

"Well, as long as you don't call me 'girl'. It's time for me to grow up. ”

Zhang Jiuyue stared at her with appreciation: "How many people are there?" ”

Shen Linxi glanced at him: "Did you say you were going to Africa?" It's just the two of us. ”

Zhang Jiuyue's face was confused: "Are there too few people?" ”

Shen Linxi disagreed: "Two people are enough for a group." It's good to take a camera and interview alone. ”

"But... Manpower is still a little tighter. ”

"If you are tight, you will be tight, and those who can work hard."

Zhang Jiuyue shrugged his shoulders: "Okay, as long as you say okay." ”

The two wandered on the terrace for a long time, and Zhang Jiuyue stared at Shen Linxi with an appreciative look.

Shen Linxi's soul had already flown to the distant African continent, and there seemed to be a heroic blue-helmet warrior flashing in front of him, led by a heroic young officer. He is like a god of war, firmly occupying the girl's heart.

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