Rebirth of the Uncrowned King

The night before departure, the director called and said that he had arranged for me to go to Sichuan with an intern photojournalist.This intern has a lot of background, he is the son of the vice president of our newspaper, and he is also an avid photographer.

"Xiaoye, you must take good care of her. Remember safety first. Don't let him go to dangerous places, and don't eat food indiscriminately. You should pay for the money first, and issue an invoice and come back for reimbursement..." The director said on the phone Li Qian exhorted and instructed Wan, but he seemed more concerned about business than business.

I agreed with my mouth, and I knew very well in my heart that he was just going to Sichuan to take pictures at public expense. Although he had the title of "intern", how could he really be expected to do anything? It would be good if he didn't want me to serve him.

I also took two interns before, and they came in because of some connections. When I was at work, I occupied my computer, played all the small games I had played and never played, and then played Japanese dramas, Korean dramas, American dramas, and Taiwanese dramas. Read it one by one.Usually at this time, I can only write a manuscript in front of my laptop, while enduring the harassment of computer sound effects.Sometimes I was really too busy, so I carefully discussed with the interns: "Can you help me buy a meal in the cafeteria? I'll give you the card, and you can buy yourself an ice cream?"

Alas, the solo business trip that was originally comfortable, suddenly appeared in a bottle of oil, which is really depressing.But thinking about it the other way around, seeing Ren Min and meeting a strange intern, it seems that the latter is better... I pulled the quilt and comforted myself like this.

The next day, when I dragged the trolley case downstairs according to the agreed time, Xiao Ping and his red taxi had already parked at the entrance of the building.

I put my luggage in the trunk, and the first thing I did when I got into the car was to pass Wang Jiawen's homemade omelette to Xiao Ping.

"Have you had breakfast?" Two voices sounded from the carriage.

Xiao plane and I looked at each other, and then laughed at the same time.It turned out that Xiao Ping also handed me a bag of buns, and we both leaned forward in order to stretch our hands through the protective cover of the driver's seat.This look would be ridiculous if it were photographed.

Xiao Ping took his hand back first: "I was worried that you didn't have breakfast, but I didn't expect you to prepare my portion, thank you!"

I put the omelet on the shelf in front of me: "The omelet made by Wang Jiawen is delicious, there are bacon and meat floss in it, you can save it for a snack."

"Okay!" Xiao Ping started the car: "Then let's set off."

The car drove onto the road and then onto the elevated road.I kept waiting for Xiao Ping to ask me about that "important matter", but he kept his voice muffled.I watched him in the rearview mirror for a while, and saw that he opened his mouth several times and then closed it again, as if he wanted to say something but dared not say it.

"Hey, buddy, don't you have something to ask me?" What Xiao Ping wanted to ask seemed a bit embarrassing, so let me start it. If he drove to the airport in silence like this, I wouldn't be in vain. owed him a favor.

"That..." Xiao Ping cleared his throat: "I asked, don't be angry, I'm not targeting you, I'm just curious..."

"Okay, okay, you can talk. As long as you don't greet my ancestors, you can say anything." I wanted to pat him on the shoulder to comfort him, but because of the protective glass, I could only stretch my legs and rub him.

"Hello!" With Xiao Ping's roar, the car suddenly accelerated and then braked sharply. I retracted my feet in the bumps, and only then remembered that Xiao Ping was still driving...

When the car returned to a steady driving speed, Xiao Ping said, "You are really brave, but you scared me to death."

I sneered twice: "It's business, it's business."

Xiao Ping said: "I just want to ask you, this homosexual, what kind of person is homosexual? I have a cousin who is 24 years old and has never been in a relationship, nor does he want to. No, the room is full of posters of men, including shirtless ones. Tell me, does he like men? Oh, by the way, he is a bitch. People 'calling myself', walking and twisting his buttocks, no matter how many times he said it, he couldn't change it."

I frowned: "Well, I can't really tell without seeing him in person. But I think you have a misunderstanding..."

"I know that being gay is different from being a sissy," Xiao Ping sneaked a glance at me in his busy schedule, "Don't be angry, you and Wang Jiawen are not sissy at all."

I laughed, he really knew what I was thinking! "Well, when I come back, I can ask him to meet, or if you are in a hurry, let Wang Jiawen meet him. But we are not professionals, we can only rely on our feelings."

Xiao Ping said: "Okay, then thank you very much. Don't be too careful, don't think that I have a problem with you. In fact, I just thought that if my cousin really likes men, I will stop introducing girlfriends to her. Don't hurt anyone. Don't let him keep this matter in his heart, if I can understand him, he won't think about it alone. "

I turned my head and looked at Xiao Ping's side face while listening to him.Xiao Ping's eyes were staring straight ahead, and the corners of his mouth were raised slightly when he spoke. His expression was calm, but there was a sense of homely warmth.

I couldn't help but enviously said: "Xiao Ping, it is really a kind of happiness to have a relative like you."

The car arrived at the airport 10 minutes earlier than the scheduled time.After I got my boarding pass, I waited in the waiting room.

About 10 minutes later, a clear voice suddenly came from directly above me: "Hello, is this Mr. Ye Shuzhen?"

I put down the book in my hand and looked up to see a young face.The skin is very fair, the heavens are full, and the eyes are bright. He is a very handsome young man.

"I am, who are you?" I stood up and looked at him.Although I already had speculation in my heart, I still asked politely.

He stretched out his hand: "I'm Cui Musheng, the intern you're going to take this time." He grinned, showing a canine tooth, looking a little childish and mischievous.

Very polite and good-looking... Looking at the boy in front of me, I suddenly felt less tired of the word "intern".