plastic rose

The author has something to say: Because of the author's fish lips and partial eclipse, the name of the pig's feet has some positioning deviations. The little angels who can see it should not complain, please forgive my ignorance.

Although the names of the cities in the story are hidden, I believe many people can guess them.

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6:[-] in the morning.

Zheng Yuan stood on the high platform of the flower bed in the center of Changxin community and looked around. The window glass in the community was broken all over.Under the windows on the first floor of several buildings in the community, a lot of glass shards fell in disorder.

Even though he was awakened by the explosion in the middle of the night, the young and strong master still got up early and hurried to work.At this time, most of the people watching the police handling the explosion scene in the community were retired old people and children who had not yet attended kindergarten.

At this time, Zheng Yuan's SMS group was also full of excitement.

Little Monster: How powerful is the canteen boiler? !

Lao Zheng: Equivalent to five or six gas tanks?

Ahuagou: Not so...I heard that the Daily News and the others all left the cave in the early morning.

Lao Zheng: Zheng Yuan has been sent to the scene. Did @小郑 interview the cafeteria owner?

Xiao Zheng: ...Contacting.

Old Zheng: Oh...

Oh your sister!You will be blind in the group.Zheng Yuan couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Before five o'clock on Sunday morning, he was picked up by Lao Zheng, editor-in-chief of the social breaking news section, and rushed to the scene of the community cafeteria bombing.He held the recorder for an interview, and after hearing enough complaints from the aunts and uncles, the comrades of the police finally spoke: "The canteen owner's family cannot be contacted."

He thought he could grab the headlines and pay attention, but because of the lack of interviews and follow-ups of the parties involved, it might become a local community news of less than a thousand words in an instant.

"I heard that three people were injured by the shards of their own window glass, and they are in the hospital." After collecting the information on the scene, standing in the shade outside the window on the first floor, eating pancakes bought at the gate of the community, Zheng Yuan listened with his ears up Several colleagues in the exchange whispered.

Just as Zheng Yuan was about to interrupt, the cell phone rang again out of time.This is already the 5th call this morning.Glancing at the caller, he mercilessly hung up the phone.

"Are you going to pick?" Just as Zheng Yuan was running away, a girl with a ponytail and ripped jeans cautiously asked the person who had just spoken.

"Go ahead, but you can also wait for the community's draft." The other party is an old social reporter of the Evening News, who is not surprised by this kind of thing, and is familiar with it.

Zheng Yuan swallowed the last bite of the pancake, and patted the little girl on the shoulder, "Which hospital, I'll take a taxi to take you there."

Patients, family members of patients, doctors, nurses, street office staff, writers, photographers, websites and all-round journalists from new media surrounded the ward with nothing to pass, leaving only the oval area covered by the lens around the three beds.The three wounded seemed to be just bruises, except for one who was lying with his back to everyone, and the other two were sitting stiffly on the hospital bed with smirks on their faces.

After greeting the fellow photographers, Zheng Yuan and the little girl also joined the crowd, waiting for the interview.Looking at the reporter who was watching the TV with a microphone and asking some innocuous questions, the little girl muttered in a low voice, "It's the TV show again."

This is a privilege of the media, you just get used to it.Having worked as a hotline reporter for three years, Zheng Yuan is no stranger to the weird "videos".But honestly, it's kind of annoying.

During the interview on the TV station, everyone tried to keep quiet for the sake of sound effects, only the injured complained incoherently about the unexpected disaster.

"Pleasant Goat, Beautiful Goat, Warm Goat, Lazy Goat..."

In the silence, a burst of cheerful cell phone rings restlessly.

For a moment, all eyes in the ward were focused on Zheng Yuan.

While nodding to express his apology, he retreated out of the ward, Zheng Yuan urgently needed to find a hole to drill for a while.Before going out, I also saw a colleague winking and joking at me.

"Can you repeat that sentence just now?" When the door was closing, Zheng Yuan heard the helpless voice of the TV reporter behind him.

Arriving next to the spiral staircase at the safe exit, Zheng Yuan pressed hard on the caller number on the screen.As soon as the signal sounded, the other party answered the phone.

"I've told you hundreds of times, don't call me when I'm working!" Before the other party could speak, Zheng Yuan began to scold with his head covered.

The other party was silent for a long time.

Already hung up?Zheng Yuan's anger didn't settle down, and he became even more irritable.

"Hey Hey hey?"

"Sorry." Ouyang Wensi's voice came from the other end of the phone, "I thought you weren't up yet..."

Zheng Yuan held his forehead and was speechless, he was stunned after eating the pancakes just now, and his throat was smoldering.It's definitely not a good thing for Ouyang to call himself uncle.

"Tell me, what's the matter"?Swallowing his saliva to try to quench his thirst, Zheng Yuan asked without asking.

"That...forget it, we'll talk about it when you're free."

"Let's talk, I don't think I've been idle recently."

The other party was silent for a moment and said, "Can you lend me 10 yuan?"

"what?!"

"Jiang Xiaofan said that if she doesn't buy a house, her family will not agree to our marriage... I recently saw a house that is very suitable. It is a second-hand house. It is old and small in size, but the utilization rate is quite high. I will negotiate the price with an intermediary Well, I didn't want to ask you to borrow money, but the landlord suddenly raised the price..." Knowing that Zheng Yuan's work is racing against time, Ouyang still talked to himself unhurriedly.

"No money!" Zheng Yuan was about to hang up the phone before Ouyang finished speaking, but at the end he brought the phone to his mouth again, "You have to talk to my mother about this matter."

Ouyang seemed to want to say something else, Zheng Yuan had already hung up the phone, and looking at the phone screen, there were three missed calls in the interval of speaking, all from Lao Zheng.

Grandma's, like a ghost.Zheng Yuan pretended not to see Lao Zheng's phone, don't put the phone in his pocket.

He rushed back to the neighborhood where the bombing happened, and chatted with the aunts and uncles downstairs. After several rounds, Zheng Yuan finally "found out the enemy's situation" and found the cafeteria owner who was still sleep-deprived at a rented place 10 kilometers away from the neighborhood. family.

Interviews, rushing to report to the agency to write a manuscript, waiting for the editor to finalize the manuscript, various confirmation information... After a lot of work, it was almost ten o'clock in the evening.Zheng Yuan rode a squeaky black four-handed mountain bike back to his residence 10 minutes away from the newspaper office.Looking from the old downstairs, the house was pitch black.The one he shares with him is the process editor of the same newspaper. He goes to work at [-] pm every day and doesn't come home until [-] am.So they haven't seen each other at home for two weeks.

Zheng Yuan climbed up to the sixth floor, took out the key from his backpack as soon as he reached the corner of the stairs, and wanted to quickly enter the house, take a shower, and sleep.

Suddenly, he heard a chirping voice coming from the direction of the door of his rented room.

Zheng Yuan's slack heart immediately raised his throat.

As a social journalist, retaliation seems like an inevitable professional perk.I remember that in the first year of work, Zheng Yuan was washed in dirty water on the way home from get off work after the dirty and messy operation of a chain buffet was exposed.The taste is quite sour.He didn't want to try it a second time.

Zheng Yuan stopped and listened with bated breath.In the middle of the night, even if ghosts are coming, give me a dream in advance.

"Uncle, it's me." Ouyang Wensi's voice came lightly, and then his tall and thin figure appeared at the stairs, wearing a gray short-sleeved T-shirt as always, and the black-rimmed glasses on his face gleamed in the dim light ominous light.The same slender hand is also carrying a watermelon.

"Are you trying to scare me to death?" Zheng Yuan sighed, walked around Ouyang to open the door.The left hand pulled the doorknob tightly, and the right hand used the key to turn it violently a few times, but the door lock was not broken, but opened instead.However, although Zheng Yuan unlocked the door, he didn't open the door directly, but turned to look at Ouyang, "I need something at this late hour? Just call."

"No, I haven't seen you for a long time. Come to see you." Ouyang tilted his head, but said seriously.

Zheng Yuan changed into slippers at the door, and casually threw a pair of slippers to Ouyang.

Ouyang didn't answer.I saw him standing at the door looking at most of the shoe racks of boat shoes, fish mouth shoes, wedge shoes, and wedge sandals in a daze.Next to the shoe rack, there are two pairs of sneakers that Zheng Yuan usually wears, one of which Ouyang recognizes, and Ouyang accompanied Zheng Yuan to buy it when he just graduated.

"You're really living with a girl..." After a long time, Ouyang tiptoed to put the watermelon on the dining table in the living room, went back to the door to change his shoes, and conveniently threw the toes of Zheng Yuan's two pairs of shoes by the shoe rack facing the wall set it up.

"It's already said that a co-worker is renting together." Zheng Yuan collapsed on the sofa and took a sip of warm beer, "Look carefully, this master bedroom, which is clean even with the door frame, belongs to my co-worker. The lax second bedroom is mine. It’s not like you haven’t been here before.”

"It was a male colleague last time." Ouyang took out a watermelon from a plastic bag, took it to the kitchen, cut half of it, then cut it into a tooth shape, put it on a plate and brought it to the living room, Zheng Yuan was habitually watching TV on the evening news that is on the air.

The watermelon was placed on the table, and the two ate in silence, staring at the TV.

"The original colleague is going to Guangzhou, and I can't find a suitable person to share the rent for a while, so let's make do." After eating a piece of watermelon, Zheng Yuan took out a tissue on the coffee table to wipe his hands, muttering.

"Oh." Ouyang replied inadvertently. He looked around the customer hall with the eyes of a coster, and asked: "Uncle, if the house you live in is sold, how much is it worth?"

"I don't know. I don't plan to buy a house. I haven't inquired about it. But I guess it will be at least 300 million." Zheng Yuan touched the beer from the table and took a sip, "You don't have to beat around the bush. There is no money to support you."

"Oh." Ouyang's "I understand" expression made Zheng Yuan even more angry.Daringly, this kid also knows that he is a master who does not make money by working.

"Ask my mother, she will definitely help you, who asked her to be your grandma."

Ouyang looked troubled.

"Grandma's money, isn't it saved for you to marry and marry a daughter-in-law, I'm embarrassed to ask her for it."

Isn't my money used for getting married and marrying a daughter-in-law?My mother and I spent the money with the left hand and the right hand?Hearing Ouyang's words, Zheng Yuan was angry.But Ouyang has such a temperament, his own logic, what others say is useless.

Zheng Yuan said nothing.Ouyang didn't speak either.

The two silently wiped out a plate of watermelons.

Putting the watermelon rinds into the trash can, Ouyang stared at the TV, and what was going on at the moment was the canteen bombing in the community that Zheng Yuan was interviewing today.Within a few seconds, his face turned pale.

Zheng Yuan quickly picked up the remote control and changed the channel.

Speaking of Ouyang, Wen Tun's character seems to be not afraid of anything.The only things that cannot be heard or seen are all kinds of explosions, even those in movies.

The source of the problem is that his mother was killed in an accidental factory explosion when he was a child.Since then he has fallen to the root of the disease.

"You rest. I'm leaving." After eating the watermelon, Ouyang tied up the bag in the trash can tightly and held it in his hand. His face was still pale and he couldn't hide his loss.

"Well, be careful on the road."

Um.Ouyang walked towards the door and said: "I know you don't agree with me getting married as soon as I graduate. I also know that it's not easy for you to make money in your current job. It doesn't matter. Let's not alienate because of this in the future. "

Borrowing money is very likely to hurt feelings and money in the long run.Zheng Yuan was wondering if it would be awkward to see him next time, so he explained himself.

"Yeah. In the past few years, I have earned a lot and spent a lot. I really can't get it out in a short while. If you are not in a hurry, just wait for two more days and I will help you figure out a way." I don't know my brain What kind of cramps, standing at the door, Zheng Yuan actually said that.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he wanted to give himself a mouthful.For those who borrow money, the most taboo is this kind of false compassion.

Ouyang Wensi was obviously taken aback.But Zheng Yuan has always been a person who said one is one to himself, since he expressed his willingness to help, it is by no means a temporary politeness and comfort.

"Well. Thank you."

"Okay. Let's go. I'm going to sleep. Also, if you call me Uncle again in the future, be careful that I will break your leg." After saying that, Zheng Yuan closed the door with a bang.

The dust on the old-fashioned anti-theft door would weigh five or six catties after being swept off.Ouyang pressed his face against the door, silently smiled wryly twice, and walked downstairs.