"Look, a week ago you said you were almost done writing it, but in the end, we both made the same progress."
Yu Dong and Bi Feiyu rode their bicycles towards the outside of the school. They were going to Zhongshan magazine to deliver essays.
Although "Resident Evil 2" and "Fatal Identity" have not been finished yet, Yu Dong still found time to write the essay.
"This thing, when inspiration comes, you can't stop it."
Bi Feiyu was not annoyed by Yu Dong's teasing, and said with a smile: "I waited for you on purpose, because I was afraid that you would end up submitting the manuscript and be embarrassed."
"Tough talk."
The two of them chatted and laughed when they arrived at the gate. Uncle Zhou saw them and said with a smile: "Teacher Yu, is it over so soon?"
It's over so soon?
Uncle Zhou’s ears are so good this week, he even heard the conversation between himself and Bi Feiyu?
This is obviously impossible. They were dozens of meters away just now and the sound was not loud.
"What's over?" Yu Dong asked.
This time it was Uncle Zhou's turn to be surprised, "For an interview, a reporter from "Xinmin Evening News" came in to interview you before, isn't it today?"
"Is it?"
Yu Dong looked at his watch and saw that the interview with "Xinmin Evening News" was scheduled for 10:30. It was only early 9 o'clock, so Yu Dong took advantage of this time to deliver the article and came back just in time to be interviewed.
Of course, it’s understandable that the other party came earlier, but I didn’t hear anyone coming.
It stands to reason that when the other party comes, he will definitely greet me. He and Bi Feiyu were both in the office just now and saw no one.
"When did the person come?" Yu Dong asked again.
"It's been a while." Uncle Zhou flipped through the registration book, "Oh, I've been here for more than half an hour. She's a little girl. She's young. She looks like she's in her early twenties."
Yu Dong and Bi Feiyu looked at each other. This was wrong. They would have known it if they had been here for half an hour.
"Did he get lost?" Bi Feiyu guessed.
"That's not possible. I made it clear to her. It's in the building at the back. Our school is so big, so it's probably difficult to get lost."
Uncle Zhou is right, it is indeed difficult to get lost in Jinyi.
"It can't be a fake reporter. He sneaked in, just like the one who bought the script last time." Bi Feiyu guessed again.
"That's not possible. I saw her work ID. She is indeed a reporter from Xinmin Evening News. The possibility of forging the work ID is not high, because the work ID is easy to forge, but you need to know in advance that Xinmin Evening News will come to the school for an interview today. If it is true, our school will definitely
There must be a mole. And it’s easy to get involved in this matter. After all, real reporters are coming too. You have to go to such lengths to do this unless there’s something wrong with your brain.”
Yu Dong and Bi Feiyu looked at each other. Uncle Zhou's reasoning was clear and logical. It was really unfair to let him be a guard.
Yu Dong and the others were not too worried about Ma Xiaohong's whereabouts. After all, it was clear and sunny inside the school, so there was no chance of an accident.
It's just that this person disappeared. Yu Dong discussed it with Bi Feiyu and decided not to go to the magazine to submit the manuscript, but to find Ma Xiaohong first.
The two of them first went to the Youth League Committee to ask, and then walked around the Government Affairs Building, but in the end there was still no trace.
Yu Dong looked at the time and said, "She has been in for an hour. Let the radio announce her."
Then the two went to the radio station.
…
"Xiaohong, let me tell you, you will definitely gain something by coming here."
In the activity classroom of the Science Fiction Association, Qu Aiguo looked at Ma Xiaohong with a smile. Just now, a member discovered the preview of Yu Dong's new book "Deep Space" in the new issue of "Science Fiction World". Qu Aiguo treated this as exclusive news and told Ma Xiaohong
said.
Ma Xiaohong pursed her lips, what a gain, the magazine even published it.
For nearly an hour, Qu Aiguo talked extensively about the Cucumber Garden Science Fiction Association, and only casually chatted about Dong's affairs.
Ma Xiaohong now knows the organizational structure, personnel distribution, rules and regulations, rewards and punishment regulations of the Cucumber Garden Science Fiction Association, as well as the personal life of the association president...
Qu Aiguo, male, 26 years old, class monitor of Arts and Crafts 91 at Jinling College of Art. He is 1.85 meters tall (looks like he is not tall). He loves sports and has won the shot put championship at three Jinling Arts Autumn Games. He usually likes to read science fiction novels, so he
A loyal fan of Dong...
"Reporter Ma Xiaohong, reporter Ma Xiaohong, if you hear the broadcast, please go to the Youth League Committee Propaganda Department on the third floor of the Government Affairs Building. Reporter Ma Xiaohong, Reporter Ma Xiaohong, if you hear the broadcast, please go to the Youth League Committee Propaganda Department on the third floor of the Government Affairs Building. Reporter Ma Xiaohong, Reporter Ma Xiaohong..."
While Qu Aiguo was talking, the school radio rang.
When she heard her name appear on the radio, Ma Xiaohong was excited. She quickly looked at her watch. Fortunately, fortunately, it was not ten o'clock yet, so the interview was not delayed.
But why does the school broadcast my name?
With her mind racing, Ma Xiaohong quickly put away her notebook and pen, "Sorry, classmate Qu Aiguo, I have to go to the Propaganda Department."
Qu Aiguo said with a smile: "I'll give it to you."
"no, I'm fine."
"I'm familiar with the Propaganda Department of the Youth League Committee. It will save time if I send you there. You will waste time trying to figure it out on your own."
Ma Xiaohong did not refuse anymore and followed Qu Aiguo.
Halfway through, Qu Aiguo asked intentionally or unintentionally: "Reporter Ma, if you run out every day in this business, won't your family have any objections?"
"Fortunately, I rarely go out for work and spend most of my time in the company. My parents are very supportive of my work, so it doesn't matter if I go out for work often."
"Live with your parents now?"
"Yeah, I just graduated."
"Are you a local from Shanghai?"
"yes."
…
After Ma Xiaohong went to the Propaganda Department of the Youth League Committee, she apologized for a while, "Sorry, sorry, I'm late."
Fu Jing from the external news team smiled and said: "Reporter Ma, you are not late, but you arrived at the school more than an hour ago, and we didn't see you, so we were a little worried. Now that you are here, we feel relieved."
Let's go, I'll take you to find Teacher Yu Dong."
As they walked, Ma Xiaohong explained to Fu Jing: "I happened to meet the president of the Science Fiction Association, so I chatted with him for a while."
"Xiao Qu, oh, it's okay. It's good to chat with him. He is very familiar with the school and Dongdu."
Ma Xiaohong bit her lip. She was familiar with it, but her mouth was too strict. She seemed to have said a lot of things, but she didn't say the key sentence.
Fu Jing took Ma Xiaohong to Yu Dong's office, where Yu Dong was chatting with Bi Feiyu about Ma Xiaohong.
Seeing the people coming, they both laughed. Bi Feiyu said: "Reporter Ma, you are here to lurk."
One sentence made Ma Xiaohong's face turn red.
"Sorry, sorry."
Yu Dong looked at Ma Xiaohong's appearance and felt a little familiar. After combining the name Ma Xiaohong for a while, he finally remembered who this person was.
Chapter completed!