Under the bridge, muddy ground.

The media reporters who came here were busy taking photos and recording videos. Except for a few nearby villagers who spontaneously organized rescues, police, firefighters, medical care, etc., who were busy with rescues, they also had disciplinary requirements, so they didn't pay much attention to them.

After interviewing the villagers, several reporters finally gave up after hitting a few nails, picked a corner and gathered together, chatting with endless pleasure.

"Hey, this kind of news about saving people is not interesting. At most, it is to incite sensationalism and stay up late to come here for nothing."

"That's right, this is not as good as something happening in the Shanbei Coal Mine. At least it can involve the coal bosses and the others. Tsk tsk, the people love to read gossip of these rustic and rich people."

"bingo! Let me tell you, a few years ago, I made a few news about coal boss investing in films and TV series. As long as the female stars can be brought up, they will be read for hundreds of thousands of yuan, which is so popular."

"Do you know all these inside stories? The boy is doing well."

"I know, I just wrote those movies with the release of hot films and the traffic is being written randomly. In this world, it's enough to watch them. Who is still idle and cares about the authenticity? But I guess they are really dirty in private, otherwise why didn't anyone come to me after I have been writing for so many years?" The guy who spoke was a little proud, and even had a few gestures of justice.

"Yes, Xiaoma is right. Second- and third-tier journalists like us want to be popular, but if they wait, it will definitely not work. Who will pay attention to us? That is the privilege of big reporters. We must exert subjective initiative! We have big oppositions and big conflicts are our way out."

Xiaoma threw down the cigarette butt and said with a smile: "Lao Jin, I am from entertainment, and I can't figure out the current situation. You can't tell me, even if we can't open our mouths at these soldiers who can't even knock on their mouths, how should we exert our subjective initiative in this matter today?"

Lao Jin held the middle frame of his glasses, his eyes were sly and tactful: "We cannot write nonsense about reporting current affairs. We must say one, two, two, and two, but we cannot say three. However, whether we are talking in sequence, or talking backwards; whether we are talking all, or missing a few; whether we are talking in full or talking together, it depends on our ability. Hey, this is a technical job."

Xiao Ma was intrigued when he heard this, and took out a pack of new cigarettes from his inner pocket of his shirt, looking at it, and hurriedly removed them and handed them over.

The other young reporters present also agreed repeatedly, flattery was no problem, just waiting to have a sip of soup, and it would be better to stay up late today to come to this countryside where birds do not shit.

Lao Jin was also proud of listening to the flattery and pleasing others. He sucked a few sips of the pony's good cigarettes and pointed at the two groups of people busy in the temporary command room and said:

"The former temporary local command and the new spacecraft command are now handing over command. This period of time management must be very chaotic, and it is also the time when their information handover is the most disorderly. Qianqianshi

We just need to divide two groups of people, one group will interview the temporary local command center. Now that they have transferred the command power, they will not be mentally prepared, and they will probably be able to touch something. The other group will interview the new spacecraft command center. They have a special spokesperson and will hold a press conference in a while as usual. I know this guy, it is a fish.

In such a big rescue operation, the two groups of people will definitely have details between each other. I'm sorry. At that time, we will take the flowers and trees. If the effect is not good, we will follow the previous one out of context. Hehe..."

As a live reporter for more than ten years, Lao Jin has been making plans. His plan alone will definitely not be able to be realized, so he needs help.

The other tabloid reporters also came in with the person in their arms, so why not just take advantage of the news? What if a big hit is revealed? By the way, you can also learn from this old fried dough stick’s “transplant flowers and trees”, why not do it?

No matter who journalists are, they have a personality that is not serious.

Lao Jin stretched out his middle finger and held down the middle frame of his glasses, squinted his eyes and glanced at the greedy people around him, and joked: "Then let's start?"

"I think I can give it a try."

"Try it! Start, start right away!"

"Lao Jin, just give orders! We all listen to you!"

“…”

......

At about three o'clock in the morning, the Zhengming District Special Police Brigade rested and recuperated.

After working for five or six hours in a row, Chen Chuan sat on the ground, and it could be seen that the young man with fair skin was rarely exhausted.

He leaned on the wheel of the personnel carrier to fill the mineral water desperately. He drank it in a few seconds, swayed it a few times and threw out the empty bottle.

He wanted to throw the empty bottle away, at least stay away from himself, so that he was not the kind of person who was incompetent and was trashed everywhere.

Unfortunately, my wrist was weak, and the bottle that landed on the ground rolled a few times and stopped beside a pair of small red sneakers.

Looking up, a little girl wearing a white coat, about eight or nine years old, walked over with a solemn expression and handed him a bottle of water.

"Thank you for your hard work! Uncle Police."

After the little girl finished speaking, she greeted Chen Chuan with a Young Pioneer salute.

Perhaps because of fatigue, Chen Chuan didn't react at once. But soon, he stood up quickly, not caring about mud, and responded with a standard police salute, saying, "No, thank you!"

This is an excellent people's policeman! No matter what he pays, the rebate required is just a bottle of water and a salute.

In his heart, Chen Chuan commented on himself like this.

The little girl should be a passenger in the car, with muddy white coat everywhere. After saluting to the police uncle, she didn't say much, and took a few steps back and ran to her parents who were standing not far away waiting for her.

When passing by the empty bottle discarded by Chen Chuan, he bent over and picked it up.

"They were arranged to take a bus to Dongzhou South Station and take a boat home again." Xu Mingliang walked over and said as he looked at the back of the family of three who left hand in hand.

Chen Chuan was warm in his heart, slowly lowered his arms and jokingly, "I still dare to take a spaceship now."

After saying that, he suddenly fell down and turned to a bus not far away. Through the transparent car glass, you could see that there were large white sealed bags filled inside.

"Some people can't go back."

Heavy mood.

The old Taoist Xu Mingliang reached down and took the mineral water sent by the little girl from Chen Chuan. He unzipped the bottle cap and took a few sips and ran away. He stood a little far away and deliberately laughed and teased:

"Chen Chuan, let me tell you that this kind of water sent by ordinary people is particularly delicious and a bit sweet!"

Chen Chuan rushed up and punched the other party, chasing each other around the open space, making a gang of laughter and scrambling.

"I'll go, it's so heavy! I'll delete the photo you saluted just now."

"Photo? Show me the photos!"

"Haha, no way!"

At this moment, the two of them abandoned the prejudice and disdain between grassroots police and agency police officers and became real comrades-in-arms.
Chapter completed!