out of control wildfire

Within a few days, the police arrested the suspect related to the case.

All thanks to Zhou Mian's translation. Ordinary people would not expect that the witnesses' words were in sign language, and they would think that they were speaking in the local dialect.

At the dinner party that night, the director suddenly mentioned that the success of the big news broadcast depended on the ability of the newcomers and juniors.

Zhou Mian did not expect that a casual translation of a recording would have such a big breakthrough in the news.

The director smiled kindly: "Thanks to our classmate Xiaozhou this time, the news was able to dig out the most critical information points and help the police solve the case. Let's toast to classmate Xiaozhou."

Everyone raised their glasses, and Zhou Mian was flattered: "I just did what I'm good at, it just happened to happen."

The director smiled and said: "No need to be modest, Xiao Zhou. Journalists are meant to dig out useful information from various environments and details. You can do it while others can't. This is a very powerful ability."

The seniors all picked up their wine glasses to toast themselves. Every one of them was a familiar face from TV. For a moment, the day sleepers felt a little dizzy and felt unreal.

He is a junior and a reporter's assistant, how can He De be toasted by so many seniors.

Only He Anzhi looked not so good and remained silent without raising his glass.

She has lived in Vanity Fair for a long time and has become very smooth in Kung Fu. She immediately stood up and toasted everyone: "I still have a lot to learn. Seniors have dealt with more big news. This is really nothing to me."

The crowd was even more enthusiastic and showed no xenophobia or contempt at all. Instead, they kept praising her.

"With such outstanding abilities, Xiao Zhou will become our pillar sooner or later."

"I heard that Xiao Zhou has been doing self-media before. No wonder she performed so well. Self-media is also a type of media."

"It seems that Xiao Zhou can be sent to the emergency news scene in the future. He may be able to discover the truth of the matter more delicately and keenly than us."

Zhou Mian was a little embarrassed by the praise.

Every smiling face is friendly.

After a while, the director suddenly mentioned: "Speaking of which, a war has broken out in the Middle East. Our station has to send a team of people to serve as war reporters. I have always been troubled by the candidates."

Zhou Mian also knew about this. If a war broke out, Taili would definitely send someone.

The director suddenly smiled: "Xiao Zhou, you have outstanding abilities. I think you have done a good job staying with An Zhi during this period."

Some words are full of meaning before they are fully understood.

The reason why she was praised so highly just now was immediately clear to everyone.

For a moment, everyone looked at her, but they still had kind smiles on their faces.

But the director didn't say much, but looked at He Anzhi: "He Anzhi, you are experienced and have been on camera and can stabilize the overall situation. It should be no problem to lead this team to the Middle East, right?"

Everyone looked at He Anzhi.

He Anzhi only looked at Zhou Mian, but smiled gently: "Of course I can go, but Zhou Mian is still a newcomer and lacks experience. He may not be able to respond in time and deliver effective news on the battlefield. Several editors and I Journalists with the qualifications can go.”

Everyone has different thoughts.

One less person here means one more person from other groups.

The war between country G and country Y is urgent. Country Y has always wanted to swallow up country G's land. It has swallowed up most of it over the years, leaving only the last bit of land. Once it goes, it may be sacrificed there. Before leaving, it must be signed with fingerprints For insurance, Taili will also provide a protection agreement.

This is not a good thing.

Being good at journalism may not mean you will be famous, and you may not be able to return home if you are not careful.

Last time, a civil war in another country turned into separatism. They sent out six reporters but only five came back.

Another body could not be found. Although that was an extreme situation, this time it is not so severe so far, but it is a battlefield, and it changes rapidly, and no one can be sure.

I will let an intern sleep in the day, some things are self-evident.

There has always been a certain number of people to send, and only when that standard number is reached can a reporter team be considered a team.

Of course there are reporters who are willing to risk broadcasting news, but they are a minority after all. When encountering such a thing, everyone's first thought must be to consider the risk first and protect themselves.

He Anzhi offended others, and everyone wanted to send his group out, leaving one less person in his own group.

He Anzhi, who had been repeatedly challenged and suppressed during this period, resisted for the first time: "Teacher, Zhou Mian is a newcomer, not to mention an intern. If you follow me on adventures, I can't explain it to her parents."

Another senior's tone was warm and gentle, and he chose to change his attack: "Xiao Zhou, you and the teacher must be going out. What do you think? Should you change to another teacher to take you, or should you follow me to gain practical experience?"

The senior had been hinting to Zi Mian before that she could go with him. If she didn't go, she would most likely have to go with this senior.

Zhou Mian was not as submissive as other interns. Instead, he said calmly: "Can I ask you, how many of the senior journalists in the station have been on the battlefield?"

The senior smiled: "Thirty percent, I've already had it twice with the teacher, and every time I came back with materials and people. I have a very rich experience."

"If you are willing to go, you can apply for a visa and leave immediately. There will be a fast track, and you will also go with the escort rescue team. If you don't want to, you can still choose among your seniors, but Xiao Zhou will have to change his master." The minister who had been silent until now suddenly spoke.

Zhou Mian was about to respond.

He Anzhi held Zhou Mian's hand under the table: "Let's discuss it again."

"I'm afraid we have to go early and set off tomorrow afternoon. We need to select people today." A younger anchor said gently, "The reporters in our group have selected all the ones they can. The remaining physical conditions and other aspects are not very good. It’s appropriate, otherwise we wouldn’t have asked Xiao Zhou. Xiao Zhou’s ability is outstanding, so we are actually relieved.”

This denies the ability to single out people for their speech.

Zhou Mian looked at He Anzhi.

She felt like she was being pushed down by everyone. Everyone was smiling, everyone was kind, and it sounded like they were thinking about them.

However, they seemed to be forcing He An to submit.

Zhou Mian couldn't feel the friendliness, but suddenly said: "I want to follow Teacher He."

He Anzhi, who was always gentle, pressed her hand tightly under the table.

Zi Mian acted as if nothing had happened: "I want to accumulate experience with my teacher and other seniors. This opportunity does not come around every time."

There was laughter and praise all around the table.

"Xiao Zhou is really responsible. Speaking of which, I also have a peace charm that I asked for. You can take it with you."

"Teacher He has a strong man. When Xiao Zhou graduates, I'm afraid the other groups will be overshadowed."

Everyone was talking and laughing happily, and He Anzhi looked at Zhou Mian.

After the show, under the dim street lights outside the restaurant, He An, dressed in the snow, looked at her intently, his eyes as bright and as sad as the snow: "Sleep in the day, have you thought about it?"

Zhou Mian never likes to explain to others, even if the person opposite is his idol: "I am an adult, an adult, and I will be responsible for my own choices."

He Anzhi wanted to persuade her, but her cell phone rang suddenly. She looked down and saw that it was Gu Qingxu who she hadn't contacted for more than half a month.

"I'll go to the capital tomorrow and we'll talk."

Zhou Mian read that sentence for a while, but still pressed down the phone.