Damn it. I'm married to the president!

As soon as the words were heard, there was a cry of death in the office.

"Don't..."

"How come every year is getting worse and worse!"

"The devil training is about to start, little newcomers. It's time to let you know how we survived."

"Ha ha, it's fun. I don't have any pressure when I love to keep fit..."

Isn't it fatal to run 800 meters?

Shen qinger wants to write the resignation application right away... Of course, just thinking about it.

My sister once said in her letter that when she first entered the military camp, she could not finish the whole race within the prescribed time. Later, after more training, my sister became the most powerful female soldier king.

It's only 800 meters. She can do what her sister can do.

Thinking about this, Shen qinger is full of fighting spirit and is ready to give Han Ziheng a manuscript. Suddenly, she hears Lu Fengwei ask her old colleague, "did the newspaper do this kind of activity last year?"

"Yes, every year. Many new people leave because they can't pass the physical training. Can you finish the 800 meters

Lu Fengwei sneered, "800 meters is nothing. I won the 3000 meter champion in college."

"Then you are very good!"

"Well, there's still a week left. I have to train ahead of time to save time for being thrown into the devil training camp. The cannibals in that place, I went in and was put out after seven days."

"I'm more miserable than you. When I was locked up for half a month, when I came out, the whole person was in a dark circle. You can't imagine what kind of life it was like inside."

"It's terrible. I won't take the bus after work. I'll run home..."

Is it so terrible?

Shen qinger is a little worried, but she has some expectations for the unknown, because she wants to be stronger.

Whatever. We'll talk about it then.

Shen qinger takes the manuscript and walks into the reference room.

Han Ziheng is sitting in front of his computer with a wechat chat window on the web.

Innocent little man: isn't June 2 the date of June 2?

Reporter Han Ziheng: still use you to explain the literal meaning to me?

Little man: what do you mean?

Reporter Han Ziheng: go to your group and ask about June 2.

Pure love little man: what will happen on June 2nd?

Reporter Han Ziheng: don't write about what to do, just send it on June 2.

Innocent little man: OK, I'll try.

Han Ziheng looked up at the girl who came in, "has the manuscript been fixed?"

"It's fixed, Mr. Han. Have a look." Shen qinger put the printed manuscript on his desk.

Han Ziheng took the manuscript, read it at a glance, pondered for a moment, and said, "front page?"

Shen qinger almost thought he had heard wrong.

Han Ziheng said with a smile, "do you want to use your pseudonym or your real name?"

"Pseudonym!" She wants to keep a sense of mystery, hehe

"What's the pseudonym?"

"Er..." Shen Qing'er was asked, but he didn't have any idea.

"Go back and think about it. Send it to my wechat before going to bed tonight. You can get off work."

"Good. See you tomorrow, Mr. Han."

Shen qinger turns and leaves.

Han Ziheng stares at the computer screen and waits for a few minutes. The "innocent little man" always replies: Emma, there is really something big to happen on June 2. A senior hacker friend of mine received an invitation a month ago. I'll post the original words to you.

[on June 2, we sincerely invite you to participate in the "troublemaker alliance" party. If you receive this post, you will not participate, and you will be responsible for the consequences.]