Tang Ruoyao opened the door and left the reporter alone.

She stood blankly, and Tang Ruoyao's words kept echoing in her mind.

She had been in a daze for too long, and the crew spoke politely and asked her tactfully if there was anything else. If not, they would plan to ask her to leave.

"Sorry." The reporter put away the interview tools and opened the door.

Spring was just beginning a few days ago, but spring did not really come, especially in W City, which is located in central China. There was no sign of recovery. The wind was bleak and cold. The reporter tightened his black down jacket and crossed the set under the guidance of the staff.

The set of "Xiao Hong" is very large, and not all places have conditions to cook fires. Several staff members used dead branches and leaves to keep warm in a small pit on the edge. A little girl came over from a distance, her fair fingers were frozen red, and she picked up a pile of dry branches, placed them next to the pit, threw them into the firewood branches. The flame that was about to be extinguished burned again. Everyone gave her the best position, gathered together to dry her hands, and laughed.

The reporter paused slightly, and his eyes became complicated when he looked at this scene.

Until the staff next to him urged him.

The reporter speeded up, left the set, and got into the company's car.

When she went back, she immediately sorted out the interview records, wrote the interview manuscript, and handed it over to the editor-in-chief for review.

The editor-in-chief put on glasses in the manuscript, pointed to the last passage of interpretation of what Tang Ruoyao said, and said bluntly: "This passage is not suitable, why do you make such a primary mistake?"

After the reporter came back, his inexplicable passionate blood cooled down inch by writing this article.

Which reporter did not enter the industry with enthusiasm, responsibility and mission, thinking that he could make a sound of unfair things in the world, and even if he couldn't, he should be true and not distort reality. But entering the industry was like a big dyeing vat, and he couldn't help himself. What can a drop of water do in a sea?

Fortunately, the official media, who have no background like them, seems to live in the jungle, and the pressure of survival and competition follows like a shadow, so the bottom line of the reporters has been lowered repeatedly and is beyond recognition in the end.

Occasionally, she also wanted to really speak for this society as a reporter, so she brought private goods and added an interpretation of the Qin Yinong incident to this article, saying that although she was not a stolen pot, she was saving the world and criticized some people in a less tactful way.

When she heard the editor-in-chief's words, she thought to herself: It's true that's not possible.

"I'll go back and change it now." The reporter lowered his eyes and reached out to receive the manuscript from the editor-in-chief's hand.

But the editor-in-chief pressed the manuscript at hand and said, "This is Tang Ruoyao's interview manuscript. You have taken up too much space to write about Qin Yinong. Go back and start a new topic and rewrite one."

reporter:"???"

The editor raised his eyebrows and said indifferently: "Don't you understand?"

The reporter almost cried with joy and said, "I'll go now!" She bowed slightly, raised her head, and a little light flashed in her eyes, and said, "Thank you, editor-in-chief!"

The editor-in-chief betrayed her: "If the reading volume drops, you will be deducted this month's bonus."

Reporter: "Ah?" She bit her lip, struggled, and finally said, "Click it."

The editor-in-chief waved his hand with a smile: "I'm lying to you, go."

A gust of wind blew in the grid. The reporter rushed back to his seat and opened the blank document. His fingers were flying, and his thoughts surged.

In less than two hours, she wrote an article of thousands of words in one go, submitted it to the editor-in-chief. The editor-in-chief deleted, modified and polished it for her, and sent it out before getting off work.

Her heart was beating. She sat in the subway, constantly browsing the pages, watching the click rate in the background obviously rises worse than before, and while she expected, she couldn't hide her loss.

Because of her sharp words, some people cursed her directly in the message, saying that she had collected money for Qin Yinong to clean the floor.

The reporter turned off his phone, put it back in his pocket, looked up at the snow-white and dazzling lights in the subway car, feeling sad and desperate, and the heat in his eyes could not control the ground, so he quickly closed his eyes and lowered his head.

The purpose of standing there, she went out with the crowded crowd and drowned in the vast crowd.

Before going to bed at night, the reporter logged in to the backstage again and looked at the added messages. Seven out of ten were praising her, some fans and passers-by, and the content was roughly "thank you" and "reasonable". Three were scolding her, one said she was a navy army, one said she knelt down and licked her, and the last one went from greeting her mother to the eighteen generations of ancestors, which was so dirty that she was so ugly.

The reporter stared at the three bad comments, and his eyes gradually turned red. She pressed and pressed and insulted her family, and the deletion option appeared. After a long time, she clicked Cancel.

She decided to completely put this matter aside and never mind the follow-up of this article.

It’s not that she has written articles that have gained popularity and attracted attention to the goal of making money, and has been criticized by fans for eating blood buns, but this time it seems to be particularly uncomfortable. She tried hard to close her eyes, expelled the evil comments from her brain, and fell asleep very late.

The next day, she got off work normally and was listening to music on the subway with headphones. But with a jingle on WeChat, she received a message from the editor: [Xiaoxiao, the article you wrote is on the hot search]

Little reporter: "!!!"

She logged into Weibo immediately.

Hot search real-time first: [Tang Ruoyao talks about Qin Yinong]

No matter which name these two people appear, they are worthy of the last hot search, let alone the two of them appear at the same time.

Click to comprehensively, the first thing that appears is the reporter's Weibo article. The title quotes the sentence Tang Ruoyao said: "Those who hold firewood for everyone should not be frozen to death in the wind and snow." As of now, the forwarding has exceeded 10,000, and it is still increasing at a considerable rate, with an astonishing amount of discussion.

[Tang Ruoyao went into seclusion and filming, don't cue]

[Fan fans are so annoyed that they can keep a quiet place? It's not a bad guy, get out]

[I went online to check and asked you to take a closer look. The complete one is: Those who hold firewood for everyone should not be frozen to death by the wind and snow; those who seek welfare for the public should not be left alone to fight; those who set out for freedom should not be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be left to be said to be so angry when I look at these keyboard warriors!]

[If the sky is dark, then survive in the dark; if it is dangerous to make a sound, then stay silent; if you feel powerless, then curl up in the corner of the wall. However, don’t be used to darkness and defend darkness, don’t be proud of your own dedication, and don’t ridicule those who are braver than yourself. We can be as humble as dust, but we cannot be twisted like maggots.]

[I have never understood what those people who are stingy and still use keyboards online? They make shows and do damn shows. They have predicted the truth thirteen years ago and will clarify for themselves today, so she donated several hundred million in succession??? These people are either stupid or bad]

Others can only verbally shout about marriage when they are CP-related. She will soon attend the CP-related wedding in person! This cannot be called an ordinary happy event, it is a huge happy event!

Not to mention the up masters' production day and night, Qin Tang drove the boat day and night, making her lose her mind.

Qin Yinong misunderstood what she meant, thinking she was in love, and said, "Do you have a boyfriend or girlfriend? Do I know each other?"

Guan Han: "Ah?"

Qin Yinong immediately apologized: "Did you offend me if you ask this?"

Guan Han: "No." She was a little confused. Why did she have something to do with her boyfriend and girlfriend? What's even more strange is that an unexpected face suddenly appeared in her mind.

Guan Han shook her head and said, "Sister Qin, you misunderstood. I didn't fall in love."

Qin Yinong didn't see any embarrassment and asked naturally: "Then you laugh so much..." She paused and said, "Sweet?"

Guan Han: "Because of something else."

There is no sweetness of CP in love when you are in love.

Qin Yinong was a little curious: "Is it convenient to say?"

Guan Han said with a slight face: "It's not very convenient."

If Qin Yinong knew that she was a CP fan of her and Tang Ruoyao and set off fireworks every day, then her assistant's reputation for life would be broken and she would never be exposed.

"Okay." Qin Yinong did not ask, looked down at the time the phone screen was displayed.

At 1:42 pm, there were eight minutes before Tang Ruoyao's plane landed.

Tang Ruoyao has been filming in W City for one month. What are you doing now? Of course it is for - getting married!

Qin Yinong's fingertips trembled slightly, and she took a breath. When she thought of these two words, she couldn't think about anything. Her mind was blank. She locked the screen of her phone and stared at the direction of the exit.

At half past two, Tang Ruoyao's figure came into Qin Yinong's eyes.

Qin Yinong looked at the beautiful figure getting closer and closer, held his breath, grabbed the leather surface of the seat with his fingers sinking into it, suppressing his urge to rush out regardless of everything.

Tang Ruoyao suddenly stopped and looked around for a while, as if he had not found a car.

Qin Yinong immediately ordered: "Open and double flash."

The driver does it.

In the huge parking lot, a pure black Maybach light flashed. Tang Ruoyao observed the surroundings, pulled the already low hood, and then lowered his head and walked towards the car quickly. As soon as he arrived nearby, he heard a "click" sound, like a lock-opening sound. The rear door closest to her opened, covering her in a false sense.

Tang Ruoyao opened the door, sat in a short body, and closed the door in one go. If someone was near her, he would definitely suspect that he was dazzled and disappeared in a flash.

Tang Ruoyao, who was sitting in the car, rushed into Qin Yinong's arms, and Qin Yinong steadily held her.

Plop, plop.

The two people's heartbeats violently and they gather together.

Qin Yinong held her waist with one hand, and put the other hand on Tang Ruoyao's face, gently stroked her eyes with a different dark color, and her throat moved slightly, staring at her red lips and kissed her directly.

Tang Ruoyao naturally met him. As soon as he was about to go deeper, his mind was buzzing.

She crossed Qin Yinong's shoulder and saw a back of her head, which was still the back of her head that had just turned around.

That was undoubtedly a familiar back of the head - Guan Han.

Tang Ruoyao: "!!!"

Tang Ruoyao stopped quickly and pushed Qin Yinong away, his face flushed.

Qin Yinong followed her gaze and explained: "I was having dinner outside at noon and came directly. If there was something to do later, I'll take Guan Han with me."

Guan Han turned his head stiffly and greeted: "Hello, Teacher Tang."

Ahhhhhh! Kiss!

Tang Ruoyao: "...Hello." She buried her face in Qin Yinong's arms and glared at her with a angrily look.

Qin Yinong's fingertips swept across her forehead with a strand of hair, stuffed it behind her ears, lowered her head and kissed her white forehead gently, and said softly: "I'm wrong, I won't tell you in advance."

The woman teased her eyes and said with a smile: "How did I know you are so anxious?"

Tang Ruoyao grabbed the collar in front of her and blushed and whispered: "Who is anxious?"

I'll kiss you as soon as I come up.

"I'm anxious, okay?" Qin Yinong grabbed her hand, wrapped it in her palm, and smiled with a good temper.

Tang Ruoyao: "Hmph."

Blatantly flirting.

Guan Han heard it.

Guan Han is dead.

Guan Han is coming to life.

Why do she often have tears in her eyes? Because her CP is so sweet in front of her?

The two of them had a harmless relationship for a while, and Tang Ruoyao asked her seriously: "Are you going back to the company later?"

Qin Yinong nodded and said, "I'll take you home first."
To be continued...