Get back!

Go back to the village!

Going back to the village to grow sweet potatoes is better than being a boy in the city every day!

In the conference room of the Shuizhou Rong Media Center, his solemn head couldn't be lowered, and his angular face was almost attached to the conference table.

At the regular news meeting tonight, Fang Cheng, as the head in charge of news, naturally made another tirade, and did not listen to a solemn word.

To be honest, he is not disgusted with the weekly news meeting, and he is still the one who facilitates this regular meeting system.

Three years ago, after graduating from a well-known communication university in China, he became a news reporter for Shuizhou TV.

Born in a professional class, he is also a scholar, and he immediately became the backbone of journalism, and won the provincial news award with a group of large-scale series of reports that year, creating a precedent in the history of news in Shuizhou.

Shuizhou is said to be a state, in fact, it is just a small county town, located in the inland of the south of the Yangtze River, surrounded by mountains, the landform presents the characteristics of "seven mountains, one water and two fields", and the economy is relatively backward from other developed coastal counties and cities in the same province.

Young and frivolous, high-spirited, solemn and inexhaustible. All day long, he either carried the camera on his shoulder and ran on the front line of the interview, or he quickly tapped the keyboard with both hands to write the script, and then edited and produced, and when he was tired, he slept on the sofa of the news department, and continued to live the next day, known as "Zhuang Dashuai".

Of course, the nickname of "Zhuang Dashuai" is not only because the solemn man is tall and handsome, his height of 1.83 meters and his sturdy physique are just his appearance, and the most important thing is that at the age of 28, he treats people generously and has a natural affinity and appeal.

Although Zhuang Yan is not a small head of the Department of Information, he has a strong appeal in the Department. This is mainly due to the solemn fact that each award-winning work always has the name of each colleague written on it, and the small gifts brought back from each outing interview are always shared with everyone one by one.

Zhuang Zhuang is handsome, everyone is cordial, and Zhuang Zhuang feels good, until last year, Fang Cheng, who is only one year older than him, took office and gave him a new nickname, and everything has changed qualitatively.

Last year, the county-level news units were reformed, and the original television stations, radio stations, and newspapers were merged to form a financial media center, and Fang Cheng was in charge of news as the new second-in-command of the financial media center.

The new official took office with three fires, and Fang Cheng's three fires were too hot for Zhuang Zheng.

All editors and reporters of the news department are included in the advertising performance appraisal, and if the advertising task cannot be completed, you will not be able to get the year-end award for the best in your news business.

Solemn a pure and pure mountain baby, how can there be any advertising connections? Besides, he received the education of his grandfather that "he can't bend his waist for five buckets of rice" since he was a child, and he couldn't pull his face to beg his grandfather to tell his grandmother what advertisement.

After a year, the solemn advertising performance was basically blank, and after winning the full excellence award for three years, he naturally said 88 from then on.

All journalists must appear on camera to report on the scene at least twice a month, otherwise they will be deemed to have not completed the interview task.

The solemn hometown of Qingshuiwan is located in the depths of Daming Mountain, more than 80 kilometers away from the county seat Shuizhou, he only walked out of the mountains after he went to middle school, of course, Mandarin is lame, the tongue is always rolled up when it should be rolled, and it is not straight when it should be straightened. After a shot, there was no problem with the image, but Mandarin made all the dinner eaten by Shuizhou people squirt out.

Zhuang Yan didn't dare to do any more on-the-spot reporting, and the interview task naturally could not be completed.

【The Third Fire】All employees of the news line of the Rong Media Center hold a speech contest every quarter, and a literary performance is held at the end of the year, aiming to improve everyone's centripetal force and cohesion, and discover more outstanding talents.

Zhuang Yan can't even speak Mandarin standard, what kind of speech contests and literary performances do you want to participate in? Naturally excluded from the good talent.

From Top Gun to burnt out, Zhuang Zhuang wanted to scold Fang Cheng for deliberately targeting him, and the three fires announced a personal vendetta, but it definitely didn't make sense on the scene.

Of the three fires he set out, which one was not out of public interest? If you want to complain, you can only complain that your solemn own quality is not strong enough, and you can't even speak the most basic Mandarin.

It was not groundless speculation to scold Fang Cheng for his personal vendetta in his heart, he knew that Fang Cheng had prejudices against him from the beginning, not only that he had appeal in the Ministry of Information, but also that the hostess Yu Hui was enthusiastically pursuing him.

As a hostess, Yu Hui's appearance and figure are needless to say, with a height of 1.73 meters, a goose egg face, big apricot eyes, and a variety of appearances, she is naturally a big beauty in the Shuicheng scene, not to mention that she also has a father with an unusual identity.

Fang Cheng had coveted Yu Hui before, and always harassed Yu Hui. So after learning that Fang was in charge of the news, Yu Hui immediately changed from a news anchor to a literary host.

These are all Yu Hui took the initiative to tell Zhuang Yan, Zhuang Zhuang didn't know the truth or falsehood, and he didn't want to investigate the truth or falsehood, because it was impossible for him to fall in love with Yu Hui.

"Sweet potato terrier, are you trying to escape this quarter's speech contest again?"

Fang Cheng named and said solemnly on the stage, and the solemnity of his cranky thoughts involuntarily struck a spirit, and his lowered head instinctively raised high.

Sweet potato stalk is the nickname given by Fang Cheng to Zhuang Zheng.

Sweet potato, the most common crop in the countryside, the main product in the village of Zhuang Yan's hometown is sweet potato, and Zhuang Zhuang grew up eating sweet potatoes.

Stem, interpreted as upright, upright, or stubborn. In Internet parlance, it has become a false word for "哏" (gén), which means laughter, foreshadowing, and refers to something with a special meaning or ironic connotation.

Fang Cheng nicknamed Zhuang Zhuang "Sweet Potato Terrier", which is wonderful and hit the nail on the head, not only defining his origin, but also labeling his character traits.

solemnly furious, not just Fang Cheng called him "sweet potato stalk" on a formal occasion, but he couldn't bear his part anymore.

The back is combed with oily hair, the face is whiter and more tender than a woman, the upper lip is thick and the lower lip is thin, the mouth is scarlet and dripping blood, a pair of peach blossom eyes are watery and always confused, and the perfume sprayed all day and night can choke a cow to death.

What is it!

I don't know anything, why rely on my position?

Standing up solemnly, glaring at Fang Cheng for a few seconds, he took out an old-fashioned fountain pen from his underwear pocket, brushed and wrote a few lines of large characters on the interview book, tore off the piece of paper, and slammed it into Fang Cheng's face.

"Resign? Sweet potato stalks, do you dare? ”

Fang Cheng looked at the small piece of paper up and down left and right for a while, his tone dismissive and threatening.

"Why not ......"

As soon as Zhuang Zhuang spoke, his stomach tightened, and a vicious qi surged, and a puddle of filth erupted from above, and a loud fart burst out from below, all of which attacked Fang Cheng in unison.

"Sweet potato stalks, go back to your little mountain village and plant sweet potatoes!"

The angry howl behind him became the most beautiful speech of the farewell solemnity, and the solemn hand clenched the old-style fountain pen in his hand and walked out of the conference room with his head held high, and his whole body was extremely relaxed.

This old-fashioned fountain pen was a gift from Zhuang Su, who was solemn's grandfather and happened to be ninety years old this year.

Zhuang Zheng usually doesn't take this old fountain pen out to write, and the last time he took it out to write was when he filled in the employment intention at school.

As a top student who ranked third in the province in the college entrance examination, he had every opportunity to stay in the big news media in the metropolis after graduating from the university, and the news units in the provincial capital threw an olive branch. But solemnly hesitated, asked for the opinion of the family, and the family let him decide for himself.

solemnly inadvertently touched the old fountain pen hidden in the pocket of his underwear, and did not hesitate to take it out and fill in the decision to go back to the development of the small county.

Solemnly wondered, how could this old fountain pen given to him by his grandfather have such magical powers? Zhuang Zhuang couldn't figure it out, how could an old man in a small mountain village have such an old-fashioned fountain pen?

According to a student majoring in archaeology at the university's Department of History, this fountain pen is a "Parker" brand, which is an earlier batch of gold pens imported from abroad and has a high collection value.