Chapter 8: If you keep thinking about it, there will be a response Lu Shuang 05
After that meeting, Yu Nansheng still didn't return to the newspaper, but I had a hunch that since she wanted to be a reporter so much, she would definitely not give up so easily. But I would not stand still just to wait for her.
After following Shen Yuxi's reporting, I worked harder than before. I read all the books that Yu Nansheng left at the newspaper, and supplemented my professional knowledge as a reporter bit by bit. Every time there was a special report that was not particularly urgent, I would write three versions for Shen Yuxi to choose from.
Shen Yuxi no longer seemed to object to my continuing career as a journalist, but he was still as strict and sharp-tongued as ever. I often stayed up until midnight to revise press releases based on his comments.
He is also a workaholic, either interviewing or on his way to interview. He is one of the few reporters in the agency who does not need a photographer, because he himself is an exceptional photographer.
He has never stopped and has won several domestic news awards. He is a pillar of the newspaper, perhaps not only because he can write and write well, but also because his topics are always on the edge of the boundary, digging deep without being stuck , brilliant, not violating rules, not fabricating, and he really has the talent and vision of a reporter.
I heard that there was a place for studying abroad in the club, and it had been given to Shen Yuxi, but for some reason he gave it up.
I asked him this question, but he didn't give a direct answer. He just said that as long as you do it seriously, life is the best teacher.
Practice makes perfect, I understand this truth, but I still feel that there may be other reasons for him to stay. But I didn't ask any more questions, because I was afraid that the final answer would be the one I least wanted to hear.
I have also speculated about Shen Yuxi's feelings in my heart, but he seems to be the same to everyone, without much warmth, and keeps a subtle distance. Maybe he was just kind to me at the beginning, but I don't think his feelings for Yu Nansheng are necessarily between men and women.
As long as he hasn't fallen in love with someone else and is still single, I still have a chance.
During my time at the newspaper, I always held on to this obsession, and later I habitually compared myself with Yu Nansheng, perhaps just out of jealousy.
In fact, for a long time I couldn't figure out whether my feelings towards Shen Yuxi were love or admiration. However, from childhood to adulthood, only Shen Yuxi could make me feel different, make me pay special attention to his gaze, and make me especially considerate of his feelings towards others.
Maybe it's a kind of liking that comes from admiration.
Under Shen Yuxi's leadership, the project became more and more successful. He rarely spoke harshly and would occasionally praise me. Our group did a special report on the living conditions of scavengers, which caused a sensation across the country. Because of its unique approach, it recorded the disputes, violence and mutual support between scavengers from a documentary perspective, and it received a very good response.
This can be considered a great achievement for the company, so the whole team decided to hold a celebration banquet to celebrate.
Shen Yuxi didn't like crowds at first, so after work he picked up his camera and was about to leave, but other colleagues in the group were very enthusiastic and stopped him one by one.
"Reporter Shen, you are the biggest contributor to this project. If you don't go, this celebration party will be so boring."
I took the opportunity to chime in: "Yes, Reporter Shen, we are just having a meal together, it won't cost us anything. Besides, the project has been completed, so it won't affect the progress of the work."
Shen Yuxi finally nodded: "Okay, but I won't stay too late."
When everyone saw him nod, they were all excited and happily discussed where to go for food.
My eyes never left Shen Yuxi. I always felt that he seemed to be worried about something.
After Yu Nansheng left, the gloom in his eyes became more and more obvious, he spoke less and less, and worked harder and harder. I know this is not my illusion, but I have been deliberately ignoring that change.
Now, I have worked as hard as Yu Nansheng. If I persist for a while longer, my professional foundation may not be inferior to hers.
But why didn't Shen Yuxi look at me the same way she looked at her? There wasn't even the kind of compassionate, gentle look she gave me when we first met seven years ago, nor the kind of look she gave me at the police station that was slightly regretful.
Maybe it's my fault for being too impatient, always pressing towards him, always trying to squeeze into his world, being too radical and annoying.
