Chapter 431: Helping Xie Chong for his dream. When he was young, Ouyang booked a room separately. When he gave him the room card, Ouyang still showed off: "High school student, I'm going to spend the night in a five-star hotel today, enjoy it.
Bar."
"It's just a different place to sleep, what's the big deal?"
Xie Chong's mouth is stubborn, but he has to admit that the mattresses in a five-star hotel are comfortable. When he lies down, he is like being wrapped in soft clouds. After sleeping in this bed, he never wants to go back to sleep with the hard bed of the school again.
It's right.
The phone rang, and Ouyang called and said that the snow scenery was so beautiful that he couldn't bear to waste such exquisiteness. There was a Japanese restaurant downstairs. He ordered sashimi and wanted to have a few drinks. He asked Xie Chong if he was
Willing to accompany him.
"I don't want to." Xie Chong flatly refused: "It's already indulgent enough tonight. If I drink too much and can't go back to school tomorrow, I will be scolded to death by the teacher."
Ouyang couldn't hide his loss: "Okay, you're a high school student, it's okay if you don't drink. Just drinking on snowy days, you can't enjoy this romance. I originally wanted to tell you what I saw in Hokkaido. It seems
, I can only wait for next time.”
Xie Chong frowned. Humph! The person who is most annoying to pretend to be x.
"Then you can enjoy it yourself! By the way, you must be careful when eating sashimi, don't make your stomach hurt."
Xie Chong didn't talk nonsense to him. As soon as he opened the book, he could immediately get into it. All kinds of noise came from outside the door, fireworks were set off not far away, and the whole city was welcoming the New Year, and he could still immerse himself in his studies.
I understand very well that if I indulge myself now, no laughter or prosperity will be in contact with him.
It was almost nine o'clock, and Ouyang suddenly called him: "In three minutes, you can come to the first floor lobby immediately."
"...I said everything, I don't have time to drink with you, and I don't like eating sashimi."
"Emergency, come quickly." Ouyang's tone was unquestionable: "Put on your coat, bring your cell phone, and come to me immediately."
This was the first time Xie Chong saw such a serious Ouyang. There was a sense of rigor and majesty in his voice. Xie Chong did not dare to slack off. Without asking too much, he immediately prepared according to his requirements.
Looking at Xie Chong who was panting, Ouyang was a little surprised: "Your movement is comparable to a warrior, and it's too fast."
"I ran down the stairs directly." Xie Chong said, "I have to wait for the elevator for a long time."
"I am a person who has practiced football and is really agile."
Ouyang walked out with great strides, Xie Chong followed closely behind him: "What happened? Where are you going to take me? Wouldn't you sell me?"
Ouyang ignored him.
Although it was cold outside, they walked very quickly, and Xie Chong was sweating. At such an emergency, Ouyang, the uncle, actually walked faster than Xie Chong. Although there was still driving on the road, the speed was
It's very slow and I can't get a car in half a day.
Although Ouyang was anxious, he waved calmly. Xie Chong saw a hint of elegance from his movements. He is worthy of being a king of x, and at the critical moment, he is still very calm.
Ouyang stopped a motorcycle.
The rider is an uncle who is about the same age as Xie Qingshou. Before he could speak, Ouyang said, "Go to Qishan Tunnel, it costs 200 yuan, can you leave?"
The uncle was already full of suspicion, but after hearing this, all his hesitation disappeared. He stepped on the accelerator and said coolly: "Get in the car!"
"Thank you."
"The tunnel is completely blocked." The uncle's voice floated in the cold wind: "I heard it was a car accident."
"Yeah, I know."
"Are you so anxious? Are you going to save your relatives and friends?"
"That's not, I'm a reporter."
The uncle's body was shocked. He opened his mouth, and finally asked nothing, just rode forward till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till till t
Riding a motorcycle like this is not only frozen to death, but also has great risks. There are many mountainous roads in the port city. If the motorcycle slips and falls over, then the three of them may be in danger of their lives.
Xie Chong admitted that the motorcycle had not staggered for a moment, and his heart was about to jump up. On the mountain road leading to the Qishan Highway, his heart was about to jump out, and he grabbed Ouyang's arm.
Ouyang smiled and said, "Are you scared?"
Xie Chong pretended to suck his nose, but no answer.
"I remember that back then, during the Gulf War, I was in Iraq and half reported it. The missile came. I squatted on the ground, held the phone and finished broadcasting the news..."
Ouyang said a few words lightly, but Xie Chong seemed to see Ouyang who was in a mess at that time from the snowflakes all over the sky. Ouyang was not very old at that time, but he worked as a reporter in the most dangerous place in the world. Although he liked to pretend, Xie Chong admired him.
His courage.
"Can't go forward any further." The rider uncle stopped the car and wiped his nose first: "It's so blocked that I can't get up."
"Okay, thank you."
Ouyang paid the money very happily. Xie Chong wanted to jump out of the car handsomely, but his legs were not strong and he fell.
Ouyang smiled unkindly.
The uncle even asked Xie Chong nervously if he had fallen, but Ouyang said, "Get up quickly, you'll be in a connection soon."
The uncle couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Be kind to your son!"
...
Xie Chong said disgustedly: "My dad is not as ruthless as him, his mind is full of news!"
The reason why Xie Chong fell down was because his body was completely frozen, his legs and feet were constantly used, and his expression was frozen. He was wearing very thick clothes—or rather, bloated. The sweater was knitted by his grandmother.
Much thicker than the ones sold outside. The down jacket is also the thickest and it is warm on the body. But even if it is worn like this, he still loses consciousness on the motorcycle. Ouyang must be colder than him, but from his words and deeds
Look, he was not affected at all.m.81zw.m
Ouyang hasn't been a reporter like this for a long time, but his sense of news is still there. Once something called "sense of mission" is called, he will go through fire and water, and he will do whatever he wants.
The entrance of the tunnel was completely blocked, and gray smoke floated out of the tunnel, which seemed to have caught fire. Xie Chong's first reaction was to rush in to save the person, but Ouyang grabbed him and said, "I
When you call, please take a few photos for me.”
"But... shouldn't we help save people first?"
"Save people? What can you do? If you can pass on the situation here, the car accident will receive more attention and more people will receive rescue!"
Ouyang's words made sense, and Xie Chong was frightened by him.
"Then...how did you know there was a car accident here?"
"I asked a friend to come and drink, and my friend mentioned it casually." Taking advantage of the dim road light, Ouyang remembered the key points on the paper and looked up at his watch from time to time: "There are ten minutes left before the end of the evening news, I'll look for it first.
A few passers-by came to interview.”
A few shrill shouts came from the tunnel, and the smoke was getting thicker and thicker. The drivers got out of the car and wanted to abandon the car, but Ouyang was still approaching the entrance of the cave with persistent obedience. Xie Chong said: "It's too dangerous."
!It will explode!"
"Usually, cars won't explode, so don't be afraid."
The time for connection is up.
The moment I answered the phone, Ouyang's brows suddenly frowned.
"What's wrong?" Xie Chong asked nervously: "Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Ouyang covered his stomach in pain, but he still answered the phone firmly: "Hello, host, I am..."
This wave of pain came even more severe, and Ouyang couldn't straighten his waist.
Xie Chong's eyes turned back and forth on the phone and Ouyang. He lowered his voice cleverly: "You have a stomachache? Can you persist?"
"I..." Ouyang clenched his fists and counted on the cold weather, but cold sweat oozed out of his forehead.
Xie Chong imagined the scene at that time. The anchor was probably calling "Ouyang" over and over again, but Ouyang never responded. The anchor said: "It seems that the signal of the reporter on the scene is unstable, so wait for the subsequent report!"
Ouyang stuffed his phone into Xie Chong's palm and looked at him earnestly, as if saying - I'll leave it to you.
Xie Chong shook his head like a rattle and said in his lips: "I can't do anything."
Ouyang sat on the ground and was still insisting on doing Xie Chong's ideological work: "You are so smart, you will understand as soon as you look at the notes I wrote."
"No, no, I can't say anything when I'm nervous." Xie Chong said: "You just give up this news, can't you?"
"No, such a major accident must be broadcast in time."
Xie Chong didn't understand his persistence, but he was moved by Ouyang's gaze. Ouyang must be sick, but his gaze was very firm.
Xie Chong didn't know what was wrong with him. He twitched his mind, took Ouyang's mobile phone and notes, took a deep breath, and prepared to broadcast the live news according to Ouyang's instructions.
Ouyang said in his lips: "Hello, say hello first!"
Xie Chong vaguely remembered the years when he was a young host. He was no longer so nervous and said calmly: "Hello host, hello, audience friends, I am Xie Chong, an intern reporter from the General Station."
As soon as this said, the ambulance in the distance shone the light on him, and Xie Chong suddenly felt a trembling trembling all over his body. He spoke so naturally and smoothly, as if... his identity was real.
Ouyang's eyes also lit up. There was not only relief, but also a sense of joy in his eyes.
I guess the entire studio was panicked. They had never heard the name "Xie Chong". Xie Chong did not pause for too much time and said in a tone without any haste: "Today, the snow suddenly fell in Hong Kong, and the heavy snow continued for two times.
In an hour, the road conditions were very bad. The Qishan Tunnel is an important passage connecting the main urban area and the Hi-tech Zone. It is about 800 meters long. A major car accident occurred in the tunnel between 8:30 and 9:00 tonight. According to the witness
The person said that a shuttle bus from a certain company collided with a small truck transporting coal. Smoke was rolling on the scene, and there were constant calls for help in the tunnel…”
Speaking of this, Xie Chong looked around and began to play freely: "At present, vehicles are lined up outside the tunnel, and fire trucks and ambulances cannot come. A large number of traffic police are coming. They are maintaining order and trying to open a first aid channel.
.In addition, the people on the scene were also very brave and were spontaneously participating in the rescue..."
Speaking of this, Xie Chong got stuck.
Ouyang was almost in pain and rolled all over the ground, but he did not forget to gesture to Xie Chong: "Conclusion, conclusion!"
Xie Chong's mind was turning quickly: "This is the current situation. As for the casualties, I will continue to report it. The above is a report sent back by reporter Xie Chong."
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Happy New Year!
I hope everyone can stay away from the virus and be healthy and happy in 2023!
I hope more people like me, hehe^^
"Brother Chen!"
"Um!"
When Chen Changqing was walking on the road, he would say hello or nod when he met someone he knew.
But no matter who it is.
Everyone had no extra expression on their faces, as if they were very indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Chen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Department, it is an institution to maintain the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.
It can be said.
In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone's hands were stained with a lot of blood.
When a person is used to life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When Chen Changqing first came to this world, he was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.
The Demon Suppressing Division is very big.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppression Department are all powerful masters or those with the potential to become masters.
Chen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressing Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian and the other is the Demon Elimination Envoy.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts with the lowest level of Demon Elimination Envoy.
Then he will be promoted step by step and will eventually become a guardian.
Chen Changqing's predecessor was an intern in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-level Demon Suppression Envoy.
Have the memory of the predecessor.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long, Chen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and it presents a different tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door is open and occasionally someone enters and exits.
Chen Changqing just hesitated for a moment and then stepped in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
A scent of ink mixed with a faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow frown instinctively, but it stretched quickly.
The bloody smell on everyone in the Demon Suppression Department is almost impossible to clean.