Notebook for teachers and students of the School of Journalism

That night was extremely tormenting for everyone in Jingxin Wave.They called a meeting at Jingxin Lake coffee shop, but four of them didn't show up.

These four people are most actively involved in interviews and writing articles on weekdays, and they are planning to run for editor-in-chief and deputy editor-in-chief next year, but at this time they asked for leave for various reasons and shirked.

Zhang Binkai had a gloomy face. He looked at the members with sad faces in front of him, and said, "There is no problem with our manuscript. If you are afraid to leave because of being deleted, I will send you off at any time. If you go to work in the media in the future, It is common for posts to be deleted, but as long as you have a clear conscience, what are you afraid of? What's more, even if something happens this time, I will take care of it."

Lu Xihan also calmed down at this time. Although Zhang Binkai always said that he was responsible, he knew that he and Lin Xueyang were the first responsible persons.And he really has a clear conscience.

"God, look at WeChat, I can't open Jingxin Wave!" A girl looked at her phone and exclaimed.

Others turned on their mobile phones to check, but they all found that Jingxin Langchao's official account could not be opened.

As calm as Lin Xueyang couldn't help panicking, "Is this being banned?"

Zhang Binkai's face turned even darker, he hadn't slept much, and his face at this moment was comparable to the king of hell.

"I want to appeal to the WeChat team!" Zhang Binkai said angrily.

Lu Xihan was not too surprised, he seemed to have expected all of this, but his heart still sank like a lead weight.He had asked Li Yaowen about Yuan Shengping before, and Li Yaowen always pretended to be mysterious, just reminding him that the principal of Wenhua was named Yuan.At that time, Lu Xihan knew that this matter might not end well, but he still didn't regret doing this interview, because he really didn't want to live up to Xiaomeng's plea.

The next morning, in the conference room of the School of Journalism, the party committee and youth league committee of the school were in full swing to carry out the execution meeting for problem students.

"Why isn't Chen Siwei still here?!" Dean Ma is having a hard time these days, and a word of Chuan in his forehead hits his face again.

Chen Siwei, the undergraduate counselor, walked in with small steps. When he saw Dean Ma's face of Hades, his hands trembled in fright, and he almost dropped the file in his hand on the ground.

"Everyone is here, Chen Siwei, come and introduce the situation of these problematic students!" Dean Ma shouted.

Chen Siwei took out the information in the file tremblingly, glanced at the leaders who were sitting around, and read it dryly.

"Zhang Binkai, a third-year student in the Department of Journalism, once served as the director of the Propaganda Department of the Student Union, and is now the editor-in-chief of Jingxin Wave. His grades are mid-to-low, with an average GPA of 2.91..."

Zhao Jin, secretary of the Youth League Committee of the Academy of Journalism, was a middle-aged man with a kind face. He interrupted at this time, "The grades are so poor, and I still want to be the editor-in-chief. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to enter the newspaper after graduation."

Dean Ma snorted coldly, "The grades are poor, but he is quite courageous."

Chen Siwei wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands, and whispered, "But this student was the champion of the Mr. News competition last year, and also won the second prize in the National Journalism Competition."

Dean Ma stared at him with fiery eyes, "Then can you spread rumors to slander our school's teachers? Discredit our school's reputation?"

Chen Siwei lowered his head shyly, and picked up the second file.

"Lu Xihan, a sophomore student in the Communication Department of our college, one of Jingxin Wave's reporters, was named a three-good student in his freshman year, won a national scholarship, with a GPA of 3.87, ranking first in the department..."

The Secretary of the Youth League Committee sighed, "What a pity, with such good grades, why can't you think about doing such a thing?"

A short-haired woman in her thirties opened the pen in her hand. It was Peng Xu, the deputy secretary of the Youth League Committee of the college. What kind of a good student is someone who only thinks about being famous and making big news, regardless of the school's reputation?"

Dean Ma took a sip of tea, cleared his throat, nodded and said, "What Xiao Peng said is true. There is bad news in the school, and Principal Yuan is in a hurry. Our school is doing well, and our students' writing fake news will make things worse! They This manuscript was also reposted by several online media! If the School Network Supervision Office hadn’t responded in a timely manner and deleted the post quickly, I would not have known such a thing would happen!”

Chen Siwei wanted to continue to read Lin Xueyang's file, but the leaders discussed it righteously and indignantly. The more he listened to this thin man, the more frightened he became. He only thought that something bad might happen to these three students.

He quietly took out his mobile phone and wanted to send a distress message to the chairman of the student union, but Dean Ma suddenly looked at him, "Call me those three students!"

Chen Siwei had no choice but to walk out quickly to make a phone call.

Dean Ma is still furious in the conference room. The manuscript has been seen by Principal Yuan, and he was approved for an hour this morning. He was the editor-in-chief of a certain newspaper before. The students in his own school caused a lot of trouble, he was angry and afraid, and for a moment he just wanted to punish those students properly.

The door of the meeting room was opened again, and Dean Ma looked over, but it was Xiao He who looked foolish.

"Hey, whose criticism meeting are you holding here? I haven't done anything wrong recently, have I?" Xiao He crossed his arms and looked at the serious faces of all the leaders in this room, especially the short dean in the middle. You can insert two cigarettes without using a lighter.

"Get out of here! It's none of your business here!" Dean Ma was so angry when he saw Xiao He's strange clothes and pigtails.

Xiao He walked in indifferently, he casually glanced at the files on the table, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Get out!" Dean Ma shouted again.

Xiao He touched his nose, "If there's anything special, just go out."

With a playful smile on his face, he gestured goodbye to the other leaders and walked out.

Dean Ma sat down on the chair and touched his crooked nose.

The Secretary of the Youth League Committee said kindly, "Mr. Xiao is a photographer, so naturally he has the personality of a photographer. I understand, I understand."

Dean Ma snorted coldly, "Such a fart."

Lu Xihan was in Yan Xiao's class when Chen Siwei called and told him and Lin Xueyang to go to the hospital immediately.Lin Xueyang was sitting beside them, and the two looked at each other, knowing that there would be no good things going on.

The two raised their hands to explain the situation to Yan Xiao, and walked out with heavy faces.The students in the class didn't know why, and some people whispered, thinking that they were a couple.Du Haocheng also raised his hand to go out, but was stopped by Yan Xiao.

Wang Siqi couldn't help but said to Li Yaowen who was on the side, "Look at that kid Du Haocheng's stinky face, I can smell vinegar from such a distance, hmph, I deserve it! If I were Lin Xueyang, I would also choose Little Angel Xihan as my boyfriend. "

Li Yaowen looked at Wang Siqi's silly fat face, and sighed, "The two of them are not out to fall in love, I'm afraid something is wrong. Besides, I don't know who's eating that jar of vinegar!"

Wang Siqi only heard the first half of the sentence, and said in surprise, "What's the matter? Their grades are so good, so I'm the one who fails every now and then, so something will happen."

Li Yaowen shook his head, "Unspeakable, unspeakable."

Lu Xihan and Lin Xueyang walked quickly on the way to the hospital office, and they didn't speak at first.

Lin Xueyang finally broke the silence, "Xihan, what kind of punishment do you think we will get?"

Lu Xihan shook his head blankly, "I don't know, but I definitely won't be willing to be punished for no reason like this."

Lin Xueyang stared sideways at the handsome boy beside him, suddenly felt a sense of determination in his heart, and asked in a trembling voice,

"So do you regret doing this interview with me?"

Lu Xihan looked resolutely, "I have never regretted accepting this interview."

Lin Xueyang smiled blankly, raised her hand to press the corners of her eyes, and pretended to be relaxed, "I have been a good student since I was a child, and I have only countless awards and honors. The teachers and leaders have praised me, and I have never Being punished before, this time is also a new experience in life.”

Lu Xihan said to her, "You will still be a good student."

Chen Siwei was about to return to the conference room after calling the three students when he saw a tall figure walking towards the end of the corridor.

"Mr. Chen, what do you want from me?"

Ji Lin, the chairman of the Student Union of the School of Journalism, walked over in a few strides. He was wearing a basketball uniform, and his breath was a little unsteady, and there was fresh hot sweat on his wheat-colored skin.

Chen Siwei had met Dean Ma's gaze in the meeting room before, and quietly sent a text message to Ji Lin asking him to come over.He hurriedly grabbed Ji Lin's arm and carried him to the men's bathroom.

Ji Lin glanced at Chen Siwei's slender fingers, and followed him into the bathroom.

Chen Siwei raised his head and said, "Have you read the article "365 Days After Sexual Assault"?"

Ji Lin stared at his eyelashes and said with a smile, "It's 766 days. Of course I read it. This article is very popular, and the students in our school have gone crazy."

Chen Siwei was a little anxious, and a light pink surface appeared on his fair face, "The students who wrote this article are from our school, and the three of them may have an accident! Dean Ma is getting angry, what if they are fired? "

Ji Lin approached Chen Siwei calmly, and the fresh heat of his young body made Chen Siwei retreat involuntarily.

"The teacher is so concerned about the safety of the students?"

Chen Siwei was stunned, nodded and said, "Of course, they are all excellent. If they are expelled, their lives will be over! Ji Lin, as the chairman of the student union, can you plead with Dean Ma on behalf of the students?"

Ji Lin pretended to be thinking, "Of course I don't want to see them being punished, but you know Dean Ma's temper, I'm afraid he won't listen to me."

Chen Siwei stood on tiptoe slightly, and whispered in Ji Lin's ear for fear of being overheard, "Aren't you Dean Ma's nephew? He will definitely listen to your plea!"

Ji Lin moved closer, lowered his head and whispered in his ear, "It's not impossible, but what reward does the teacher have?"

His scorching breath swept over Chen Siwei's thin ears, Chen Siwei couldn't help avoiding it, and his ears turned red consciously.

"You don't need anything, what can I give you?" Ji Lin is a typical tall, rich and handsome man. He, Chen Siwei, is just a poor little counselor. What affordable gifts can he buy?

Ji Lin smiled, very dazzling, "Then put it in the account first, and I will tell you when I think it over."

Chen Siwei nodded without hesitation, "No problem, as long as you persuade the dean."