Is This Reporter Also Paying Off Debts Today? Chapter 44

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Wen Di bit his lip and thought for a while, then nodded: “I’ll go back and write out the manuscript for tonight’s air raid, and then send it back to the Anzhou Times. You should also come back early. We’ll go filming at dawn. We’ll have to produce a video in the next two days.”

He Liang responded and then ran away with the men.

Wen Di quickly returned to the tent at the health center, found his cell phone from his bag, edited the air raid that took place tonight, selected a few photos of the scene, packed them, and prepared to send them to Huo Qingyun.

However, the mobile phone prompted that there was a network failure.

Only then did Wen Di remember that if he wanted to connect to the Internet and send information back, he would have to use the old mobile phone card. That card was issued to employees by the Radio and Television Center. Even in areas where the network is interrupted, text and video can be sent back to the country through satellite signals as soon as possible.

The kawen flute has always been placed in a necklace pendant close to her.

He put the card into his phone and turned it back on. Sure enough, the signal was full. He found the package of materials he had packed just now and sent it to Huo Qingyun.

A few seconds after the message was sent, Wen Di felt empty and had a strong desire to do something.

Two hours ago, he had just experienced the first “war” in his life.

In the past, Wen Di’s understanding of war was limited to textbooks and various written and video materials.

When I stood on this land at this moment, a sense of luck emerged from my heart.

If there was such a blind eye just now, and it just happened to land on this tent, then would I never see Lu Huaichu again…

Thinking of this, Wen Di’s hand unconsciously opened the blacklist in the address book, where Lu Huaichu’s name lay quietly.

Didn’t you say that you would never disturb his life again?

Just put him off the blacklist and never contact him. Doesn’t this count as an interruption?

In Wen Di’s mind, two villains were fighting, and the two sides were arguing.

…

After a moment, Wen Di pressed his finger on the “Unblacklist” option.

After clicking to confirm, Wen Di’s heart tightened instantly. He didn’t know what he was expecting.

At the same time, the lag on his phone made his heart jump into his throat.

Countless reminders popped up on the phone interface, including unread text messages and missed calls. Without exception, they were all from Lu Huaichu.

There was a kind of satisfaction in Wen Di’s heart. He was wondering why he felt this kind of satisfaction. Is it because the information from Lu Huaichu made him feel like he was still looking for and worrying about him everywhere even if he left without saying goodbye?

He felt like an asshole.

But I still read them one by one.

Wen Di first clicked on the record of missed calls, all of which were from Lu Huaichu. This man made two calls to himself every day without hesitation, and never missed a day.

Then he started reading the text messages.

[Baby, where have you been?Are you angry?Tell me, okay?】

The date shown is the day you left.

[Baby, I can’t find you anywhere. I went to the Radio and Television Center to look for you. They told me that you came home in the morning and then went home. Then I remembered that I don’t even know where your home is, baby. It’s my fault. Can you come back?】

[Baby, today I met the orange cat we often feed together downstairs. It kept circling around me and sniffing me, and was still meowing. It might be looking for you just like me. Baby, can you pay attention to me?】

[Baby, I’m going back to Pingzhou today. My mother has stabilized recently, and my father has also talked a lot with me. He said he would take you home to have dinner with me during the New Year. Come back soon. I will take care of everything. Don’t be afraid, okay?]

[Baby, I really miss you, I love you…]

…

[Baby, are you feeling better recently?If you feel uncomfortable, you should see a doctor on time and take medicine on time. Don’t resist seeing a doctor. Eat well and eat less spicy strips.】

[Baby, the professor who attended the lecture when I was in college has become our dean.】

[Baby, are you okay?I miss you so much.】

Wen Di’s eyes were fixed on the latest text message, which was sent around the time they were hiding in the air-raid shelter.

He had only been away for three months, but Lu Huaichu sent almost 1,000 text messages.

After reading them one by one, Wen Di’s eyes were wet. He felt that he would soon be unable to restrain his impulse and call Lu Huaichu back.

But when his sanity was about to break, he quickly took out the phone card and put it back into the pendant.

He lay down, pulled the quilt over his head, and cried silently.

Why do you like me?Why do you give me so much love?I really can’t afford it, Lu Huaichu.

I’ve already done this to you, please, hate me, okay, if you hate me, we’ll never interact with each other until we die, and we’ll live separately.

I can accept you hitting me and scolding me, but don’t love me anymore, Lu Huaichu, I’m not worthy, I can’t bear your love.

I should live in guilt and atonement all my life. I am like a thief with low self-esteem. In the few months I have been with you, I have stolen warmth and love, but there is always a price to pay for stealing…

When He Liang came back, Wen Di was still crying quietly under the quilt. He didn’t move or make a sound. He Liang thought he had fallen asleep, so he climbed back onto the bed quietly, and within two minutes he was snoring. He was too tired to put out the fire.

Hearing that He Liang was already asleep, Wen Di slowly pulled down the quilt.

I kept my eyes open and shed tears until dawn.

When He Liang opened his eyes, he felt sore all over his body, as if he had been beaten violently by someone last night. He tried to straighten his limbs on the bed, and felt that the pain in his body was somewhat relieved when he heard the soft sound of “crack-crack-crack” coming from his bones.

He stood up in a hurry, put his head on his head, and yawned with blurred eyes. Tears were squeezed out of the corners of his eyes. He wiped them away. From the corner of his eye, he saw Wen Di fully dressed and sitting on the bedside. He didn’t know how long he had been waiting for him quietly.

“Good morning, Brother Wen, you…fuck! What’s wrong with your eyes?!”

Wen Di cried all night, his eyes were red and swollen, and he looked very haggard and fragile.

Wen Di heard the sound and spoke in a low voice with a hoarse voice: “I’m fine, I didn’t get a good rest. Just go to bed early tonight.”

After saying that, he turned his head and stared at which ant on the ground he was staring at, lost in thought.

He Liang: “…” Stop making trouble, brother, you don’t look like you’re okay at all.

But He Liang was very sensible. When he saw that Wen Di didn’t want to talk, he stopped bothering him. He quickly packed up and washed himself, then ran to the canteen of the health center to get two breakfasts and came back.

Two big steamed buns, two bowls of bland rice porridge with few grains of rice visible, and a bag of pickles were their breakfast.

Seeing such breakfast, Wen Di instinctively wanted to frown, but he immediately thought of Lu Huaichu’s text message, “Eat well”, so he picked up the steamed buns and started to chew them.

“Brother, what is our mission today?” He Liang quietly looked at Wen Di’s face while eating, and asked cautiously.

“Huh?” The lost man was temporarily brought back to his senses by the voice: “shooting.”

“What is the theme of the shoot? Is there a script?”

“Yes, I’ve already written it.” Wen Di handed his notebook to He Liang. Electricity and water in this place are precious resources. I don’t know when the supply will suddenly be cut off, so don’t use it if you can.

He Liang held the steamed bun in his mouth, took the notebook, and flipped through the pages.

Wen Di’s handwriting is very beautiful, as thin and powerful as himself.

This time we need to shoot a documentary of about five minutes, which needs to truly show the living conditions of the people in the disaster area.

As a sharp arrow from the East to break through the veil of hypocrisy in the West, Wen Di communicated with Huo Qingyun many times before arriving, and the two finally finalized Wen Di’s first work after arriving at the station.

In this era, compared to text, impactful videos can directly touch people’s hearts.

This video needs to let people know what is happening in that corner of the world in the shortest possible time.

The elderly, children, and women are the groups that the whole world pays attention to.

He Liang read it carefully and already had a rough picture in his mind.

He was very good at operating camera equipment, and Wen Di’s unintentional words a few days ago stuck in his mind.

“If you undergo systematic training, you will become an excellent camera reporter.”

He Liang closed the notebook and handed it to Wen Di, showing his signature smile: “Brother Wen, I probably have a picture in my mind. We will set off as soon as we finish breakfast.”

The two discussed the content of the script some more and finally decided to focus on “children.”

After eating and cleaning up, Wen Di sat on the edge of the bed, buried his face in his palms, rubbed them vigorously, and then waited for He Liang, who was packing up the shooting equipment.

The two left the health center and walked towards the city.

Since we are going to shoot “children”, we need to screen the children who appear in the photo.

This is a micro-interview video. Children who are too young may not be able to fully express their thoughts, and the filming will be ineffective. Children who are too old can speak fluently, but it is difficult to guarantee whether what they say is processed content.

Wen Di had a firm idea. He wanted to find the little boy who blocked the road and grabbed his legs and snatched away his compressed biscuits when he just entered the city yesterday. Wen Di couldn’t tell why he wanted to find him. Maybe it was the look he and the child looked at yesterday, maybe it was the child’s eyes, or maybe it was the way the child was knocked to the ground by two people much older than him and still trying to protect his cookies…

Wen Di couldn’t tell clearly.

Wen Di has interviewed many people, and he has always felt that there is an invisible magnetic field between reporters and interview subjects.

Throw the same question to different interviewees, and the answer of the person who is magnetically attracted to you can always answer in your heart. Even if what he says is all nutritious vernacular, you can also explore the inner world of this person through these vernacular. When the person who is magnetically opposed to you answers the same question, even if he quotes scriptures at his fingertips, you will feel bored by this pile of words and wonder what he is talking about.

Wen Di has always felt that the relationship between people is so wonderful.

Banxia novel, a lot of fun