Chapter 243
"I have only done one thing in my life, and that is nuclear testing."

"My ability is limited, but I try my best. After I leave, I will leave it to you."

"You are the backbone of the team. I am an old man. I have nothing to see. Go back to Yangcheng. That is where you are needed."

The above is what Gu Zhenhua explained to the two students after Ren Ming and the others left.

The two students who rushed over at night were driven away by the teacher's few words.

When they left, these two men were middle-aged, high-ranking and powerful men, tears rolled down, crying like children.

Farewell teacher, today may be farewell forever.

After leaving the gate of the hospital, they wiped away their tears and set foot on the road back to Yangcheng.

What the teacher left them was not only a few words, but also a legacy.

The teacher handed over the big banner to them. This is the teacher's trust in them and the expectation for them.

From now on, like their teachers, they will dedicate their lives to boost Xia Guonuo's cause and move forward!

Five days.

08:30am.

The interview team came late on purpose.

They didn't want to disturb Gu Guhua too much, so as to give him enough rest time.

However, to their surprise, when they arrived at the ward, Gu Zhenhua had already started working.

Ren Ming learned from the doctor that he sat down at his desk at seven o'clock and began to sort out the files on the computer.

"vomit!"

Gu Zhenhua's heart-piercing vomiting sound made people palpitate in the quiet ward.

"puff!"

The dark red blood remaining in the mouth was spat into the vomiting bag prepared by Li Shulan.

"Old Gu." She handed the vomit bag to her son, took out a tissue, gently wiped away the blood left on his mouth, bent slightly, and softly called his name in his wife's ear.

"Lao Gu, let's lie down and have a rest, shall we?"

Although she cried blood in her heart, there was not a single tear in the corner of her eyes.

Because when he was young, he wrote in a letter to her: You look very beautiful when you smile.

So she didn't cry, not because she didn't want to, but because she couldn't.

Gu Guhua's condition was already very bad. He felt that his surroundings were very quiet, so quiet that there was no sound except the "buzzing" tinnitus.

His eyes suddenly blurred, and he couldn't see the computer screen clearly.

……

After a while.

"Jianguo." He said weakly.

The voice suddenly returned again, and he heard his own voice calling for his son, the beeping of the instrument, and a few sobs.

"Dad." Gu Jianguo stepped forward.

At this moment, he had thick dark circles around his eyes and several bubbles in his mouth. He hadn't had a good rest for more than half a month.

"Where are my glasses?"

Gu Jianguo looked at the eyes on his father's nose and said, "Dad, you are wearing glasses."

"Oh." Gu Guhua blinked twice, and found that his vision became clear again, so he operated the mouse again with trembling hands.

Gu Jianguo looked at his father's thin profile, and suddenly wanted to chat with him.

After living for more than 40 years, the time when he was sick was the longest time for their father and son to get together.

He was brought up by his grandmother. When he was young, he had no superfluous impression of his father.

As long as he can remember, his father has never been at home, often for a whole day, the two father and son don't even see each other.

Even on such an important day as his birthday party, he never attended even once.

As a result, for quite a long period of time, he treated this father with alienation and indifference.

When he grew up, he learned that his father was a scientist.

Although I don't know what his father's research is, but the father who has not been very close to him has quietly become the person he admires the most in his heart, and also the pride in his heart. He is proud of his identity as Gu Guhua's son .

But he didn't tell anyone about all this.

On the surface, he still treats his father with alienation and indifference.

But only he himself knows how much he longs for his father to attend his own birthday party and his own parents' meeting.

Later, his mother told him that his father actually loved him very much. Every time his father got off work late at night, he would prick his little face with stubble before going to sleep.

This made the last bit of grudge in his heart disappear.

"Dad, how about you rest, let's have a good chat, father and son." He extended an invitation to his father.

He wanted to chat with his father and tell his admiration, but he was afraid that if he didn't talk about it, he would lose the chance.

Gu Guhua didn't move his eyes, and said to his son: "I'm tired, don't bother me, my time is precious, and energy is also precious, I want to keep these for more important things."

Hearing this, Gu Jianguo backed away silently.

……

CCTV News Center.

In the office of the Director of the Broadcasting Department.

"Director Yang." Yang Lu knocked on the door of Yang Minghui's office.

Yang Minghui, who was arranging shifts for the hosts, looked up and said with a smile, "It's Director Yang, you don't come here often, what brings you here?"

Yang Lu pulled a chair and sat down by himself, and said, "Director Yang, let's discuss something with you."

Yang Minghui stopped his work and asked curiously, "Why do you need to visit me personally to discuss with me?"

"Borrow someone from your news center." Yang Lu explained: "The "Host Contest" is over. We are also working overtime to prepare new programs, but it seems that there are not enough people."

"Borrow who?" Yang Minghui asked with a smile, "As long as it's not Ren Ming, I don't have any other opinions. You should ask the host himself for details. But what kind of program you hold, you need to use the host of our news center." , Is it still similar to "Host Contest"?"

Yang Minghui is worthy of being a professional host, with his kind smile and sincere words, it is easy to make people feel like a spring breeze.

At least that's how Yang Lu felt.

It was precisely because of this feeling that Yang Lu was a little embarrassed to say it.

But don't say it's impossible, he coughed and said, "It's Ren Ming."

Yang Minghui: The smile gradually disappears.jpg
He sighed, and said, "I'm talking about Director Yang, isn't our variety channel a bit too much? Wu Yiqing joked on stage that it's fine to poach someone, why are you still playing it for real?"

Yang Ludao: "You've wronged me, I don't want to poach someone, I just want to use him to bring the popularity of the new show."

Seeing that Yang Minghui was unmoved, he said again: "Our new program focuses on Xia Guo culture, because no one has done it before, so we all have no idea. I hope to invite a popular star to give the first episode Bring some traffic to attract a wave of attention."

"But the type of show makes it not suitable to invite traffic stars who are flashy and have no strength, so we thought of Ren Ming. While he is popular, he is also capable, so you see..."

(End of this chapter)

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