Chapter 5: The Mountain Has Trees and You Have Interests
You say that fate never goes as you wish, bringing you pain and anxiety, but it also seeks the best result for you.
Yu Nansheng01
The last time I communicated with my master was at a topic selection meeting. After that, he has been busy. I occasionally meet him in his office selecting films. I want to say a few words, but I can't find the words. I don't know if he is disappointed in me or what.
Before leaving get off work, I received a tip. I was silent for a long time, but I thought that Shen Yuxi was not there. This was the first time I went to follow a line alone, and I felt a little uneasy. I looked at the empty office and stood in the editing center for a long time. Even when Qi Qi asked me what was wrong, I didn't answer. I sighed for a long time.
"I just received a tip-off. I'm going out for a while. If Master comes back, you..." I paused. I wanted to say, "If Master comes back, tell him that I'm in the news." But now I think Master might not notice that I'm gone, so I continued, "Nothing. I'm going to Xingnan Street."
After saying that, I turned and left.
Sitting in the taxi, I looked at the scenery outside. There was a slight gap in the window, and the breath of early winter hit me in the face.
Since the topic selection meeting failed, I have been in low spirits every day. Reporter Xie and Reporter Han saw it, and even Editor-in-Chief Lin saw it and expressed some sympathy. In fact, I could see that she also had some doubts about my topic selection meeting, but if she didn't say it, I wouldn't ask.
My master has said that if you lose, you lose, and there is no point in asking further.
He recently worked with another reporter on a line with an educational institution in the city center. I rarely saw him. Most of the time, I stared at the computer on his desk, or at his back as he hurriedly left, without saying a word.
As the planner and executor of the newspaper's quarterly key topics, Lu Shuang has been very busy recently. Although she won against me, she didn't seem very happy. She still had a cold face every time she appeared. When she saw Qi Qi and me, she half-smiled with the corners of her lips curled. Han Shao was very satisfied with this ending, and he always comforted me when he saw me recently.
It’s not that I can’t afford to lose, it’s just that I was surprised.
"Let's stop here. How much?"
I paid the fare, stood at the corner of Xingnan Street , and lowered my head to adjust the camera. This was not a big news, just a family dispute. The man suspected that the child born by the woman was not his, and insisted that the child was his brother's. As a result, his sister-in-law got angry first, and a group of people fought hard. The neighbors were also annoyed by the quarrel, so they called the police and called the newspaper.
I was stunned for a long time when I answered the phone. Someone on the other end of the phone yelled, "Aren't you just doubting that the child is not yours? I would rather have a child with your brother than with you!"
I can't describe how I feel, but I've been working in the newspaper for a long time and I've seen a lot of family disputes like this.
I finally understood why Shen Yuxi was always so indifferent.
As I walked upstairs , I remembered that Qi Qi had asked me before I left the house why I was going alone without telling Shen Yuxi. I thought about it for a long time and decided that I couldn't let Shen Yuxi look down on me again.
I told her, "It's not a big news, I can handle it by myself. If I have to follow my master every time there is news, then when will I be able to graduate? I can't hide behind Shen Yuxi all my life."
She looked unconvinced.
Before I even reached the corresponding floor, I could hear the quarrel. I looked up and saw people on the other side of the stairs. I blinked and got my camera ready.
The camera was clicking and the police's voices of mediation could be heard. This was not a big deal, but the hero and heroine refused to listen and even resorted to violence occasionally. The police were helpless.
"Are you police officers used to this kind of thing?" I asked a young policeman next to me. I know this person. From the first time I saw him at the police station to many interviews later, he was always there as long as it was in this district. I don't know if the police station also has interns, but I just think he is very busy, even busier than me.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead. It looked funny that he was sweating in such cold weather.
He said helplessly: "That's for sure. On average, we respond to three or four calls every day, all because of these trivial family matters. Aren't you used to seeing this in the newspaper? These people are like this. They can't live a good life and have to quarrel. Alas, I don't know what to say." He adjusted his police hat, and there was helplessness in the looks we looked at each other.
"Ms. Reporter, please take a picture of this woman and print it in the newspaper! Let everyone know that this woman is a morally corrupt person!" Just as I was stunned, the man suddenly rushed out, grabbed me and pulled me into the crowd.
I was still distracted when noisy sounds appeared around me.
"Sir, calm down! Otherwise I will take you back to the police station!" The policeman who had just talked to me found that I seemed to be frightened, and hurried over to mediate, holding my hand and trying to pull me behind him. This action made me feel familiar, as if every time there was a news report, Shen Yuxi always blocked me behind him like this. Although I know he doesn't want to be in the limelight , but he always protects me like this, how can I grow up?
Thinking of this, I pushed the policeman's hand away and said, "It's okay, I'll do the interview."
I turned around and asked the male host: "You said that the child your wife gave birth to is your brother's. Do you have any evidence?"
The man was about to answer when the woman's mother pushed me away, pointed at me and started to curse: "How do you ask questions as a reporter? What do you mean?"
I was a bit stunned, then I replied: "I don't mean anything, I'm just following the normal interview procedure."
The girl's family was a little excited. They rolled up their sleeves and wanted to rush up to argue with me, but fortunately they were stopped by the police.
"Every time my brother comes, she is always very enthusiastic, and my son is very close to my brother! On the contrary, every time I go home, this woman always quarrels with me, saying something like, 'You still remember to come back! You are not as frequent as your brother to come home.' What do you think this means? Miss reporter, tell me! What does she mean by this!" After the man finished speaking, his brother and sister-in-law also became anxious.
"How can you talk like that? Your brother and I came to your house with good intentions to visit your wife and son, but now you are blaming us! Your brother and I have lived together for so many years, are you talking like a human being?"
When I was recording, I looked up at the host's brother and sister-in-law. The two of them were also arguing with each other.
There were neighbors watching all around, so it’s no wonder they called the police. If the noise continues like this, the building will be demolished by this group of people.
I feel like laughing.
Just because his brother and sister-in-law come to his house frequently, he starts to suspect that his son is not his biological son and that his wife is having an affair. This male owner is too suspicious.
I thought about it and said casually, "I think you are overdoing it."
After hearing this, the man suddenly snatched my notebook.
I looked up in surprise, and saw him grabbing my notebook and angrily saying, "Ms. Reporter, do you also think I'm talking nonsense?"
"No, but your remarks just now have no concrete theoretical basis, no witnesses or physical evidence. I am not a polygraph expert, so I cannot infer the truth of your words. I am just expressing my personal opinion."
But I forgot that as a journalist, the worst thing I should do is to mix personal consciousness into the news.
The man dropped his notebook, and before I could react, he pushed me down.
The camera was smashed hard to the ground. I rubbed my sore wrist and looked at the broken camera, feeling completely stunned.
It's over, I can't even turn on the computer.
This is how to do?
Suddenly I heard the policeman yelling, "Put down the knife."
I was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw the man rushing out holding a kitchen knife. The neighbors and the woman's family were screaming all around, but I realized it later and didn't even feel scared. Instead, I sat there calmly, protecting the camera tightly.
"Are you waiting to be chopped if you don't run?" A slightly angry voice sounded above my head, and then a shadow fell on my side. I turned my head and saw Shen Yuxi standing next to me with a slightly anxious look on his face. The dim light in the corridor could vaguely reveal the sweat on his forehead.
Why is he sweating so much? Did he run here?
“Master, you…”
Before I could finish, Shen Yuxi pulled me up and walked out of the corridor. I saw the police following us and asked us to wait outside.
He looked at me, as if checking if I was injured. When he saw the redness on my wrist, his eyes seemed a little unclear.
About ten minutes later, the police came down and told us that we could continue the interview. I was holding the notebook in my arms and shivering. I wanted to go upstairs, but Shen Yuxi grabbed me, took the notebook from my arms, then looked at me and followed the police upstairs.
I don’t know if there’s something wrong with my eyes, but I always feel like he’s a little angry.
What are you angry about?
Are you mad at me for not being able to handle such a small problem by myself?
I looked down at the broken pieces of the camera at my feet. It seemed useless to pick them up, as I couldn't glue them back together.
I stared at Shen Yuxi's back until she disappeared.
It took him a long time to come out, talking to the policeman as he walked. The policeman couldn't stop nodding, he put away his notebook and walked to my side, saying softly, "Let's go."
"good."
