Before the meeting, Xu Enya dragged Gu Mengmeng to a corner to whisper in secret.
"Hey, Mengmeng, don't say that the sisters didn't remind you, you'll have some eyesight soon, and don't block the holes of the gun again like a warrior charging into battle."
Xu Enya's bullet point refers to this field interview mission. I heard that it is a remote mountainous area on the outskirts of Beijing. Not only the conditions are harsh, but the key is that the soldiers there are not human beings.
Well...
What he said is nonsense again.
Xu Enya lay next to Gu Mengmeng's ear and whispered: "Have you ever heard of the ace special forces 368** who are famous throughout the army? The interview subjects this time are those barbarians from the primitive tribes."
Gu Mengmeng's ears felt a little warm and itchy.
At the end, Xu Enya showed a malicious smile, which made people feel scared.
"It is said that all the female compatriots who have been there have the feeling of being raped, do you know that? Gu Mengmeng... it's Rape, not Make love!"
Gu Mengmeng laughed, reached out and slapped the perverted woman hard, and pulled her into the conference room with a smile.
Sure enough, the editor-in-chief of the university announced a plan to conduct an on-the-spot interview mission to the 368** unit. A three-person team was selected and elite backbones from each department were selected to participate for a period of two months.
The editor-in-chief is a cunning old man.
He looked around at the few carefree singles who were able to let go of their burdens and pursue their careers, cleared his throat and said, "Old rules, sign up yourself."
"I go!"
"I go!"
"Old Li, don't rob me. I'm young and I'll go for it!" The speaker was Tan Xitong, a veteran military newspaper editor who had just returned from an interview at the Tibetan border checkpoint. He is already forty-five years old this year, and he has just left the battlefield and has to rush to the front line of fire.
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Gu Mengmeng looked at the veterans who were all standing upright in front of her, and her eyes couldn't help but heat up.
She admitted that she was excited again.
"Editor-in-chief, I'm going! Also, Cultural Weekly editor Xu Enya also signed up with me!"
Xu Enya, who felt severe pain in her calf and kicked someone, stood up with Gu Mengmeng in the eyes of everyone with a stiff face.
She grimaced and looked at the editor-in-chief who was smiling weirdly on the stage.
Her mother, Gu Mengmeng, I just said kindly not to let you go, but why did I end up dragging you along with me...
The editor-in-chief waved his hand, slammed it on the table, pointed at He Yang, a young editor in the Current Affairs Department, and appointed him to accompany him.
He Yang is such a person, I have to say.
A top student majoring in journalism and media at a top military academy. After graduation, he entered the most important current affairs section of the military newspaper and served as an important editor. His future is limitless. He is 27 years old, handsome, elegant, tall, and especially friendly to others.
That charming smile when he was young was like a great young man from the motherland who was loved by everyone when flowers bloomed.
"Editor-in-Chief, I'll go! Resolutely complete the tasks assigned to us by the organization!"
Xu Enya, the old fox demon, finally showed her fox tail at this time.
"That's it, we'll leave tomorrow."
The editor-in-chief waved his hand with a very satisfied expression.
"The meeting is dismissed!"
When it was time to get off work, Gu Mengmeng called her fake mother-in-law, who she had not met at the wedding banquet, and expressed her apology. The fake mother-in-law very understandingly forgave Gu Mengmeng for leaving without saying goodbye, saying that the wedding was a success and that they had already gone home.
Now, the second brother has also rushed back from the army, and Sister-in-law Wu is preparing dinner.
"Mengmeng, it's Auntie who is sorry for you. This is what Auntie wants to say to you alone today." The conversation changed and the fake mother-in-law suddenly sighed.
Listening to the lively laughter on the other side of the phone, Gu Mengmeng was dazed for a moment. The happy scene she had fantasized about countless times was getting further and further away from her.
"No...Auntie, I don't blame you for anything. Maybe it's because the fate between me and Kang Qiao is not enough."
She looked out the window at the sycamore leaves that were spread all over the window sill, boundless, like a huge green velvet blanket.
"Mom... Xiaohui calls you to watch the wedding video, come quickly!"
The sudden interjection sound made Gu Mengmeng's heart beat fast. It was Kang Qiao. He finally had his bride, a virtuous wife who could share his happiness in life and success in career.
Concealing the sourness boiling in her heart, she hurriedly said goodbye to her fake mother-in-law and hung up the phone.
Looking up, there was no one in the empty office. She stroked the buttons of her military uniform, started to clean up the scattered desk in an orderly manner, turned off the computer, turned off the lights, and left.
But as soon as she opened the door, she saw Xu Enya, who was leaning against the wall as if she could read minds, waiting for her.
"Oh...I haven't cried yet. It seems that my worries are unnecessary."
Gu Mengmeng smiled bitterly, shook her head and said nothing.
Xu Enya couldn't help but feel pain and anger in her heart. She felt sorry for her silly best friend Gu Mengmeng's hurt heart, and was angry that her own moral behavior could not help her friend. This pain and anger made her feel extremely motivated.
"Come on, let's go have a drink. If you don't worry about that heartless man in Kangqiao, just think of it as embolden for tomorrow's special forces trip that prohibits all emotions and six desires."
The deliberately righteous and awe-inspiring look on her face as she went to die calmly made Gu Mengmeng lose a lot of the haze in her heart. She smiled what she thought was the brightest smile at Enya and said loudly: "Let's go!"
Under the straight military uniform, he has a slim figure and a firm step.
Xu Enya, who was walking behind, couldn't help but sigh slightly and said softly: "It's better to stop laughing, Gu Mengmeng."