Ding Yi's "Dad Qiu" was effective. The leaders of the timber factory held an emergency meeting that night, and the lights in the conference room were on for half a night.

They set out one day earlier, and Ding Rongfa became more safe. Ding Yi knew this better than anyone else. In order to improve everyone's work efficiency and Ding Rongfa's safety, she decided to "take risks."

Find someone to pretend to be a secretary.

Call the timber factory.

It’s easy to find the phone, but who did you call?

Ding Yi was looking for someone in his mind, and the first person to appear was Shi Cheng.

No, this is too upright, let him know that maybe Ding Rong can't send it back.

Lao Qin?

No, it went to the north and couldn't contact him.

Nie Laosan?

This is definitely not possible and I can't even say anything.

Who else is besides them? Who else dares to make such a call?

Ding Yi had eliminated one person after another. She knew not many gay men, and not many familiar ones. She dared not ask someone to beat him casually. Once the matter was revealed, he would be in trouble.

Who are you looking for?

Ding Yi was so anxious that he was wandering around the room. After glancing around, he glanced at the newspaper on the table, which contained her article. Although it was only as big as a tofu block, it had a very good "geographical location".

She suddenly had a plan.

I slapped my thigh with joy, and there was someone else.

Holding the flashlight, he turned around and ran out to find Tian Shengli.

Tian Shengli really listened to Ding Yi's words and tried one position at a time. His second stop was a public toilet, an observation object, and a manure-cutting worker.

In order to make it easier to observe, Tian Shengli rented a house near the public toilet. In his name, he not only had to observe the manure-cutting workers, but also interviewed the residents near the public toilet to understand their thoughts and voices, as well as their gratitude to the manure-cutting workers.

In this regard, Ding Yizhuan wants to say that the best is better than the best.

It is strange that the old saying goes that the master is starved to death by teaching her apprentices. If she is in the same industry as Tian Shengli, she might be left behind by the other party far away.

With his professional spirit, she couldn't catch up even by riding eight horses.

But this is just right, so it makes it easier for him to act.

I went to the house rented by Ding Rongfa and asked, but the person was not there. The kind landlord pulled her to complain, causing great grievances.

"That Xiaotian, he just sways on the toilet every day. Oh, he's so smelly. Who are you from him? Tell him, run there if you have anything to do or not. If you continue like this, I won't rent him the house. When I first came, I looked like a pretty young man. Who knew that he likes smelly toilets? I'm really unlucky. It's hard to rent it to him..."

For some reason, Ding Yi wanted to laugh a little.

But it’s not the time to laugh, and they rush to the public toilets without stopping.

The aunt behind her was still shouting, "Hey, tell him, if I run to the public toilet again, I won't rent the house to him."

Ding Yi turned around, "I understand."

The power of the public toilet is really powerful. Before Ding Yi got close, the stench was already coming. He couldn't help but admire Tian Shengli again. How could he run here over and over again under such a big smell?

He pinched his nose and stood there and shouted, "Comrade Tian Shengli, Comrade Tian Shengli..."

Tian Shengli is fiddling with the camera. The people at work are the most beautiful. The sky in the evening is blue and the sky is clear and the blue waves are cloudless. When will you not take photos?

Let’s discuss this with the manure-cutter and take a photo of his work.

There is no reason for the manure-cutting workers. Free photos, Comrade Ota said, "I don't have any money, and I can help you wash an extra photo."

The manure-cutting worker is also smart. It’s so boring to take photos of one person with free photos. Hulala brought a whole family here, and the intention was self-evident.

If you put it on someone else's head, you will be angry. I will take photos of you and help you wash the photos. It's great, don't be too tempted.

But Tian Shengli's brain circuit is different from others. The family is so good. Take a big photo and interview them one by one. Ask them if they are proud or embarrassed about having a manure-cutting worker at home.

Just as he sent the person away, he fiddled with the camera and heard a familiar voice.

He raised his head and grinned, "Xiao Ding."

"Come here and ask you for a favor." Ding Yi stood in the distance, waved and refused to walk over. The smell was too irritating.

Tian Shengli put away his things and ran over with light steps. "Xiao Ding, let me tell you, what you said is really useful to be close to life. Yesterday I wrote an article about a man who dug the manure. Oh, I think this is the best article I have written in my life..."

After Le Taotao shared with Ding Yi, he realized that she was pinching her nose, "Xiao Ding, are you feeling uncomfortable with your nose?"

At this moment, Ding Yi and Tian Shengli were so impressed that they were overwhelmed, and they wanted to pick up their fists and say, "Ding is willing to give up his disadvantage."

"Comrade Shengli, is your nose comfortable?" Are you worthy of your nose? How can you keep it in such a harsh environment?

Tian Shengli rubbed his nose, "I felt uncomfortable. I caught a cold the day before yesterday, and my nose was so uncomfortable."

"..." It's really time for your cold to come.

"Xiao Ding, what are you going to help? You said, I will definitely help if I can help me."

Ding Yitou pointed forward and said in a muffled voice, "Go ahead and say."

"OK."

Ding Yi wanted to walk vigorously, walked three or four hundred meters and slowly loosened his nose. The smell seemed to have dissipated. Take a few deep breaths, no, and, oh, the smell is getting bigger and bigger.

Cover your nostrils quickly, what's going on?

"Xiao Ding, what's the matter?" Tian Shengli asked anxiously, as if he went back to write an article early. His main text was filled with thoughts, and he felt that the capable one had ten thousand words.

It turned out to be you. Ding Yi looked at Tian Shengli beside him in surprise. No wonder the aunt said you smell bad, it really smells bad.

Take out a piece of paper from your purse, put it in your hand and stuff it into your nostrils.

"Comrade Shengli, is it effective for writing articles to get close to life?"

"right."

Tian Shengli's eyes shone brightly, which worked very well. He felt that his thoughts were like running on the vast grassland, flying in the clear sky, swimming in the blue ocean, thinking in the spring of literature, writing as if God helped.

After getting close to life, the master no longer has to worry that he can't write articles.

"That's right. I recently had another idea, writing a story about an operator. You also know that to write a good article, you must be close to life, right?"

"Yes." Tian Shengli focused heavily.

"I want to ask you to do a favor and be an operator, no, the caller."

"Me?" Tian Shengli pointed his backhand at himself, "Why is it me?"

Because among the people I know, you are so fooling, you are mellow and a little bit of culture, and it is not easy to reveal your feelings.

Of course, Ding Yi would not tell him these reasons.

"In order to provide you with materials, you will also experience the nervousness of an operator when facing various problems."

"Why don't you fight yourself?"

"I've already beaten, but I don't know enough and have a deeper understanding. So I'll find a few more people to feel it. At that time, you just need to tell me your mental journey and the other party's reaction."

"Okay." Tian Shengli agreed immediately.
Chapter completed!