Ronin: Start with the cotton

Chapter 398
the next day.

early morning.

When Qiao Shan returned to the Heping cafeteria, he saw Ding Xiaoyu lying on the dining table near the door in his dining room, frowning tightly, as if he had fallen asleep.

clang clang!

After knocking on the table, Qiao Shan woke him up: "What are you doing here?"

Ding Xiaoyu rubbed his eyes, his face still had the red marks of sleeping on his arms, he yawned, and tried to open his eyes wide. Seeing that it was Qiao Shan who came back, he immediately stood up and said in surprise: "You I'm home!"

"Um……"

Qiao Shan looked at the backpack on the side and asked doubtfully, "You didn't go home?"

……

"Didn't dare to go back..." Ding Xiaoyu explained in a low voice.

Looking at Qiao Shan who was like an ordinary person at the moment, she always felt that yesterday's experience was like a dream, but her reason told her that everything happened for real.

"After you left yesterday, the boss on the opposite side brought me here and asked me to wait for your instructions here."

"Instructions? What instructions do I have?!"

Qiao Shan waved his hand: "Go back if you have nothing to do!"

"Something happened!" Ding Xiaoyu called Qiao Shan quickly, and said, "I know you are not an ordinary person, but you saved me, so I must thank you!"

Qiao Shan came to the blackboard to erase yesterday's menu, paused, and asked a little funny: "Then how are you going to thank me?"

"I..." Ding Xiaoyu was at a loss for words.

……

"Okay, just speak up if you have something to say!" Qiao Shan said.

Ding Xiaoyu saw that his thoughts were seen through, and he was a little embarrassed and said: "...It's like this, I uploaded all the evidence photos I took before to Weibo last night, but I'm afraid they will...will come to me. "

"Oh?"

Qiao Shan raised his eyebrows, and looked at Ding Xiaoyu with some surprise: "You seem really courageous. After what happened yesterday, you still dare to do this."

"Of course!"

Ding Xiaoyu said seriously: "These cancers of society must be exposed, let the public know what they have done, and let them be punished by the law!"

"For the justice in my heart?" Qiao Shan asked.

Ding Xiaoyu was stunned, then nodded: "For the conscience of a reporter!"

……

For the conscience of a reporter...

Hearing Ding Xiaoyu's answer, Qiao Shan was silent for a moment, and said in a low tone: "Friends' incomprehension, lover's departure, constant revenge, people's one-sided cognition... how far can you go on this road?"

"Are you sure you can keep going?"

"Are you sure your conscience, what you see is the truth?"

For journalists with a conscience, there is no equal pay and reward.

How many young journalists are rushing towards their dreams with passion, but they fall all over their bodies on the way, and finally say with a wry smile that things are different and people are different, and ideals are no longer.

How many journalists were in dangerous situations and lost their lives in the process of investigating the truth.

Or some reporters, their mentality changed, from a dragon slayer to a dragon...

……

Investigative Reporter!
A very great vocabulary, but it has quietly faded out of people's sight.

In the real world, Qiao Shan seems to have not heard this word for a long time. Those reporters are scrambling to report on prosperity, singing and dancing, and positive energy...

Ding Xiaoyu in front of him seemed to be planning to become such an investigative reporter.

In fact, she already is!
Even if she is now stripped of her title of food reporter.

……

"It's still too late to give up now." Qiao Shan said lightly, "Greatness can't be eaten, and it's hard to impress others. It's just to satisfy one's own soul."

"Going back to be an ordinary person, marrying a boyfriend and having children, and living an ordinary life is also a very happy thing. It is a beauty that many people cannot envy, and we must learn to cherish it."

"If you died yesterday, I don't think many people would feel sad for your contribution. They would talk about your death just like the news you broke, and even laugh at you for being stupid and overthinking yourself."

"madness……"

Ding Xiaoyu looked blank.

It's not that she didn't think of what Qiao Shan said.

In order to follow up and investigate this chemical sewage beating incident, she had already lost her boyfriend, her job, and was even fleshed out.

but……

……

"Nothing is absolute! Journalists never define the truth! I just want to show the incident to the public and let the public judge. Maybe the accompanying negative impact is inevitable, but if no one does it, then the negative impact will The bigger it is, the more people will do evil!"

"If this is stupidity, then this society needs someone stupid!"

Ding Xiaoyu picked up his backpack: "I don't know how long I can last, but now I still want to follow the conscience of a reporter and do something that should be done."

She got up and walked out.

"and many more!"

Qiao Shan stopped her, sighed, shook his head, took the account book on the counter, wrote down an address, tore it off and handed it to Ding Xiaoyu: "Go to this address, just say I recommended it , will naturally get what you want!"

"Thank you!"

Ding Xiaoyu was overjoyed, and hurried back to take the note from Qiao Shan's hand.

Smart people don't need to talk too much!

Qiao Shan knew that Ding Xiaoyu came to ask for help, and Ding Xiaoyu also knew that Qiao Shan understood her purpose. She wanted to continue to be an investigative reporter.

……

Qiao Shan stood at the door of the Heping Cafeteria, watching Ding Xiaoyu leave happily.

In his opinion, Ding Xiaoyu is a bit too ideal, with the simplicity of inexperienced things, even a little clumsy and stupid, but this world, this society, perhaps just like Ding Xiaoyu said, needs such stupid people.

Living too long and seeing too much.

He can no longer devote himself to the enthusiasm of ordinary people's perspective, but he doesn't mind helping out when he sees it.

Make a trick, chant a mantra!
A streak of light unknowingly melted into Ding Xiaoyu's body.

A smile appeared on the corner of Qiao Shan's mouth, he turned around and prepared to go back behind the counter, leaned lazily on the chair, and started a boring and ordinary day.

suddenly!

His footsteps paused, and he turned his head abruptly!

……

"Excuse me, Master, are you all right?"

"It's okay, the poor monk accidentally bumped into the benefactor, not the benefactor's fault."

An old monk bumped into Ding Xiaoyu who had just left the Heping cafeteria. The old monk had a compassionate and kind face, but he was not fat and big-eared, but rather dignified.

He took a look at Ding Xiaoyu's face, and said in admiration: "The almsgiver has a bodhi heart, self-wisdom, and a great opportunity to make a great fortune. In this life, he will be reborn in bliss, escape the sea of ​​suffering, and reach the world on the other side."

Ding Xiaoyu was confused by what the old monk said.

What is rebirth in bliss, what is the sea of ​​suffering in the world of mortals, what kind of routine is this old monk? !

As a professional reporter, Ding Xiaoyu subconsciously became suspicious of the other party!
Thought it was a scam.

"Master, thank you for your good words, but I still have something to do now, so I won't talk to you more!"

Ding Xiaoyu smiled politely, walked half a step away from the old monk, looked back at the Heping cafeteria, saw Qiao Shan still standing at the door looking at him, quickly raised his hand to say hello, and turned to leave.

……

The master didn't care about Ding Xiaoyu's departure, and followed his gaze to Qiao Shan.

Qiao Shan also looked at the old monk indifferently.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk proclaimed the Buddha's name, and Shi Shiran came over: "The benefactor is healthy! The poor monk wants to..."

"Sorry! No amulets!"

Qiao Shan turned around and walked into the store, closing the door of the store that had been open all the time.

Old monk: "..."

……

"The benefactor misunderstood!"

The old monk blocked the closed shop door with one hand, clasped his hands together, and saluted: "The poor monk sees that the benefactor is the owner of this cafeteria, so I just want to come here to ask for a vegetarian meal. I hope the benefactor will do good deeds."

Those palms, which were like old bark, just blocked Qiao Shan's move to close the door.

Qiao Shan's face suddenly darkened!
The next moment, he suddenly laughed and followed the old monk to open the shop door.

"It turned out to be a practicing monk asking for fast, since that's the case, then come in..."

(End of this chapter)