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The dew flows in the mist, from the small stream to the old forest.It moves slowly and crisply, not like the first visit at all.As a result, the singing of Yingying was tactful, and spring colors abounded.

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Zhu Suichun frantically turned off the ringtone of her cell phone and buried her head in the pillow, but another ringtone rang a minute later, and she had to wake up, her eyes glazed over.She began to hate her broken habit of setting the alarm as soon as she set it.

After he calmed down, everything in Zhu Xiaosi's dream from last night replayed in Zhu Xiaosi's mind, like a small yellow movie being shown.Zhu Xiaosi felt wet, she looked over subconsciously, and found that she was holding the quilt tightly between her legs.

Damn.Zhu Suichun blushed blushing.

Yu Jiao just opened the curtain at this time and wanted to wake her up. Seeing her appearance, she proudly praised her: "Not bad, you can apply blush. But you haven't even painted this foundation yet. Are you stupid? "

Hit, hit your sister's blush!

Zhu Suichun stretched out her hand and pushed Yu Jiao's head out, and when there was less movement outside, she leaned down to the bed and took a pair of brand new underwear from the closet, and secretly changed them without her roommate behind her back.

Um.Change and wash your underwear frequently, and live a happy life for you, me, and her.

Since Zhu Suicun secretly got the news that Mr. Cheng was going back to school today and held an exchange meeting for them, the four sisters of 622 finished packing early and went out, and went to the classroom to occupy a seat after breakfast.Information disclosure? No, it doesn't exist.At this time, it is the top priority to be the first to seize a good position.

Unexpectedly, when a few of them arrived, the teacher already had many people, and the number of them was completely beyond their expectations.Dong Siyu saw the four of them, stood up and waved.She occupies several spots in the middle of the third row.

Zhu Suichun couldn't understand: "Why are there so many people? It's only 07:30."

Yu Jiao too, she looked at Dong Siyu, not knowing why: "Why did you come so early?"

Dong Siyu glanced at Cai Meng, and the other party took the lead in admitting: "I didn't know + I made a mistake: "I told Dong Siyu about this, and she said that she got up early for her morning run, so she can help us get a seat by the way. ."

Tian Qiqi also raised her hand weakly, "I, I told the senior."

The senior, Tian Qiqi's boyfriend, a junior in the Department of Journalism.

Zhu Suichun looked around after hearing this, oh ke, no wonder this group of people are so unfamiliar, as if they have never seen each other before.The co-authors are all seniors.

Mr. Cheng has a great reputation, and his students are all capable journalists who can name them, so it is unclear how many celebrities can be seen in this exchange of experience.Those who have nothing to do naturally swarm over, not to mention how much they can learn, at least taking a photo and sending it to Moments to pretend to be bi can still be done.

"Hey, here we come!!" Yu Jiao whispered.

Cheng is in his sixties, but he still has a spirit that leads to Tianlinggai. Although his Tianlinggai is bald and covered with a hat, people can still make people think, ah, this little old man is really old and strong .

Cheng Lao also spoke openly. He tapped the microphone, first introduced himself to everyone, then chatted a few words, apologized for not coming before, and thanked Song Yuxue as a substitute teacher.

"You Mr. Song, you were just like you when you were studying. You sat down and listened to me as an old man. Haha, but you were not old at that time. Mr. Song was excellent. He went to CCTV as a reporter just after graduation, but now he is I'm out to work, I'm an investigative reporter." Cheng Lao pulled his beard and smiled like an old urchin, "You have quite a lot of senior brothers and sisters like her. I just want to give it to you on the first day. In class, I just chatted with everyone, it was lively and lively, and I invited a few senior brothers and sisters to come back. Okay, I am an old wood and I will not talk. Let some classmates help move the chairs to the middle of the stage."

This classroom is similar to a projection hall, and there is a long gap at the podium.

The boys swarmed over to help, Zhu Suichun was very upset, she was happy, she was going to see Song Yuxue.But she is also uncomfortable, this good pot of porridge is messed up by the rat shit of marriage, and it hurts to breathe.Zhu Suichun didn't dare to raise her head, but when Song Yuxue first walked in from the door, took the stage, and sat down, she couldn't look away.

What kind of fairy aunt is this, she is full of entanglements and grievances, sadness and unhappiness, as long as you see her smiling politely from a distance of three feet from the podium, all of them will dissolve, like sugar falling into boiling water.

Song Yuxue was the first one, followed by a refined man, followed by a stylishly dressed woman, and the last one who came in was Zhu Suichun's familiar person, Zhu Shuya.

Why is her sister here?

The hand-held microphone was handed over, Song Yuxue smiled, and chatted to everyone: "I don't need to introduce myself, do I? Everyone probably got tired of seeing me in the past few weeks."

Zhu Suichun didn't dare to howl with boys and girls.

The refined man's name is Chen Geqiao, and he is now writing for a financial newspaper.The fashionable woman is carrying a bag between her legs, her posture is elegant, her name is Zang Yun, and she is a fashion reporter.And Zhu Shuya is much more famous, at least in class one.She is a well-known alumnus, and became the second in command of a central newspaper at a young age. She writes more about current affairs, but also dabbles in other things.

Cheng Lao: "Students have any questions, you can raise your hands to ask questions. You have a chat first, and then I will let the brothers and sisters talk about their own affairs."

Yu Jiao raised her hand vigorously, she stood up and howled, "Senior Sister Zang! Fashion journalists often get first-hand new styles! Just like your bag, the latest from G!"

Zang Yun chuckled, "I bought this bag, not as a gift. The one who can get the new style for free is the spokesperson, not the reporter."

"Senior Chen! Do you have to study economics to be a financial reporter?"

"Student, don't think about it, you can't avoid advanced mathematics anyway."

"Well, Senior Brother and Senior Sister, I want to ask, what is your general salary?"

Although realistic, this is a topic that is relevant to almost everyone.Zhu Suichun subconsciously went to look at Song Yuxue, she still smiled gently, but seemed out of tune with everyone. 26/86 First page Previous page 2425262728293031 Next page Last page

Mr. Cheng turned on the desktop microphone, "I don't want them to answer this question. Otherwise, if you are not satisfied, what should you do if you drop out?"

"Old Cheng, it's too late. It's too late to retire now." Zhu Shuya said with a smile, "It's true that it's hard to disclose the salary, and it's no problem to support the family. Let me share with you a story. I went to the mountain with my colleagues once before. To cover landslides, we went in by taxi and got out in an Audi A6. Do you know what I mean? When you are a reporter, if you want to make money, you have a lot of connections. But you have to think clearly about why you took the journalism department. If you want to make money , isn't the finance next door more profitable?"

Everyone laughed.

Another question was asked, Zhu Suichun knew him, he was a boy from Class [-], a well-known angry youth in the whole grade, actually it wasn't derogatory, but he often had an aggressive attitude in dealing with others.

"Teacher Song."

When Zhu Suichun heard this, his heart hung in his throat.Isn't this person trying to make trouble for Mr. Song?

"Do you think there is still a need for investigative journalists in today's society? Now that the country is safe and the people are peaceful, the society is stable. Investigative journalists continue to expose crimes, won't it intensify social conflicts?"

The classroom is full of noise and discussions are everywhere.

Zhu Suichun's head was disconnected, his eyes were fixed on Song Yuxue, and his palms were sweating.She was very afraid, very afraid that Song Yuxue would fall into the altar.

The person who was worried seemed much more at ease. She smiled easily and took the phone.

"Actually, there is a movie that has already answered this question for me. The movie sucks." She paused, looked at the students present, and said in a worried tone, "Students who think the movie is good, don't block me at the door. "

The tense atmosphere instantly dissipated, everyone burst into laughter, and a boy asked with dignity what movie it was.

"Waiting for the Wind, have you seen it?"

Some shook their heads, some nodded.