Another morning, Yao Yuan came to the newspaper office for internship as usual.
It has entered September, and the weather is getting cooler. He changed his short-sleeved pants into a long-sleeved shirt and jeans. He still wore sneakers, and added a hat. The brim of the hat covered his eyes, and he carried an exaggerated
big bag.
Just like a salesman in Zhongguancun.
He walked to his seat, took out a few bags of snacks and drinks from his bag and gave them to Liu Weiwei next to him. From Liu Weiwei's initial vigilance, she had become "give it to me and I'll eat it."
"Thank you!"
"You're welcome. You're short-tongued. I'll be embarrassed to refuse you if I ask you for help in the future."
"Wow, when you say it so bluntly, I'm really speechless."
Liu Weiwei was actually very curious and asked: "I am self-aware of my own conditions. How can you help me?"
"I told you, your voice is nice."
"Is this okay?"
"Of course, having a good voice is also a talent."
After chatting for a few words, another day of work began. Yao Yuan still maintained his own style, chatting and complimenting, and almost everyone who called would happily hang up.
Most of the hotline calls are trivial, a small number are for emergencies, such as fires, car accidents, etc., and the remaining small part are social phenomena and crux, news that requires reporters to dig deep to dig out.
Yao Yuan could easily judge the value of these clues, and some of them were indeed good news, but his heart was at a loss as he did not want to deal with the print media again in this life.
During a short break, he would look at his notebook, shake his head and sigh: "The spiritual life of the people in the capital is so rich!"
In just four days in the hotline department, he recorded 15 interesting clues, which were found in every district. Some of them were personal accounts after experiencing them.
Clues like this are also a fixed column of the media. When there is really no news to report, one will be arranged to make up the numbers.
Usually, reporters are doing unannounced visits. Newspapers are at a disadvantage in this regard. TV stations take advantage and the images are more exciting. But occasionally mistakes occur. Reporters are too immersed in the process and forget that they are conducting undercover visits.
For example, the reporter from Sichuan Station really took off his pants!
The day of fishing passed quickly. Yao Yuan left the newspaper office, had some food, and then started walking around Tuanjie Lake. Tuanjie Lake is a park next to the newspaper office building. It was excavated in the 1950s and completed in the 1980s.
When it gets dark, more and more citizens are walking around, and there are also a few women among them, who look professional at first sight.
Yao Yuan was not alarmed. After observing it from a distance, he felt that the quality was slightly poor, so he decisively took the bus to the next location, which was the area near Liangma River.
Liangma River starts from the small street outside Dongzhimen, flows northeast through Jiuxian Bridge, and enters the Ba River in the east of Xiba Village.
In ancient times, when foreign carriages came to Beijing, their horses were often washed in the river. After washing, the horses were dried on the river bank, hence the name Drying Horse River. Over time, it was also called Liangma River.
To the south are the Liangma River Building, the Great Wall Hotel, Sanlitun, and the embassies of various countries. In 2001, it was a relatively prosperous area in Beijing.
When Yao Yuan arrived, it was already after eight o'clock in the evening.
At a cursory glance, it is much larger than Tuanjie Lake. It is a simple street, with women in cool clothes either in groups or alone enjoying the coolness under the dim street lights.
Every time I pass by, whether I know her or not, she will warmly invite you to visit her house.
"Didi!"
A Volkswagen Passat happened to drive by in front of it and stopped on the side of the road. The old driver didn't even get out of the car. He only rolled down the window and chatted with the two women for a few words.
Then the two women opened the car door, got in and drove away, leaving only a string of red tail lights.
"Tsk tsk!"
"How wonderful it is to live a simple life and trust each other!"
Yao Yuan took a few steps forward and stepped into the sight of the women. No need to ask, as long as their eyes met, someone would naturally come over.
A tall girl wearing long boots came over and said in a strangely thin voice: "What do you want? 50 yuan, the location is very safe."
"Where?"
"Right over there."
The girl pointed casually and saw a small forest in the dark.
"In the woods? No house?"
"The excitement is only in the woods, what are you doing?"
"Well, it's okay to take a look first..."
Yao Yuan followed her for two steps, frowning more and more as he looked at her. Years of experience told him that that was definitely not a waist and hip that a woman could swing.
Think again about that thick powder and weird voice...
Hiss!
He was so frightened that he stamped his feet and said hurriedly: "Forget it, forget it, no need!"
When the man in front heard this, he didn't say anything and went back under the lamppost.
At this time, another eldest sister came over and said, "My eyes are quite rogue, can you tell?"
"Yeah, it scared me so much that I almost lost my virginity."
"Ha, you are so funny!"
Meeting She Niu makes people feel relieved. The eldest sister said: "There are four like him here. They never enter the house, they are just in the woods."
"Hey, is anyone coming?"
"Yes, their business is pretty good."
"So fierce?"
"No, do you think those men are stupid? If you can't see it, they can't do it? I'm embarrassed to point them out!"
"Yeah yeah!"
Yao Yuan greatly agreed. When watching the anti-pornography news, where men dressed as women to pick up clients, the clients cried bitterly and regretted: "I didn't know!"
Are you stupid? You don’t know?
People say that Chengdu is a paradise, but in fact the capital city does not give in too much. Especially since the reform and opening up, the body has been freed along with the mind. Dongdan Park, peony gardens, bathhouses and public toilets are all sacred places.
Especially the public toilets, please find out more about Bird Cave!
The eldest sister Balabala talked for a long time and asked: "Do you do it or not? What do you do? You are not a reporter, are you?"
"No, no, I am a bit overwhelmed at your age. Is there anyone younger?"
"Only when you are older do you love others. The younger ones are in front!"
Even though the eldest sister was not happy, she was still willing to help others. Yao Yuan even wanted to spend three yuan to buy her a pack of cigarettes.
He walked forward along this street again. It felt like breaking through a level. First a soldier came, then an NPC pointed the way, and then he met the BOSS.
"It's all here, don't let me down."
He almost reached the end of the street and finally spotted a figure under a streetlight.
He is of medium build and thin. He does not have black hair dyed yellow like others, nor does he wear a pair of long boots, cheap clothes, pants and shoes like others. The makeup on his face is very thick, which was done due to poor skills.
It's a bit exaggerated, covering up the underlying facial features, but the whole person feels very young.
"..."
The two looked at each other, and the girl hesitated a little, but still came over unfamiliarly, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What are you doing? 50 yuan, the place is not far away, and it is very safe."
Yao Yuan looked at the other party, his eyes getting brighter and brighter: "How much is the night package?"