Host, You're Targeted

"Got the news! Students in Lucheng university are suffering from food poisoning. Everyone from the press department should get up quickly! "

As soon as this sentence was called out, Xiao Dadong immediately pulled Yan Xiunian, who was still in the position beside him, to stand up and yelled: "let's go! Let's go

Other people in Xiao Dadong's group saw that the team leader was so excited about the work that they had to go out with equipment.

Xiao Dadong said hello to the driver when he got on the bus of the TV station, and then pointed to the location of Lucheng University on the navigation system and said to the driver, "go!"

Other people in the back seat were not as interested as Xiao Dadong, especially the radio reporter Yan Xiunian.

He sat in the last row with his mobile phone and looked at the information sent by people from other departments. He felt very upset.

In the morning, I lost my cat and was pulled out to the field by the team leader who was full of enthusiasm.

Yan Xiunian wanted to scold the sun.

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it didn't take a long time for the TV station's car to arrive at Lucheng University. Looking at the watch hand which didn't rotate very much, Yan Xiunian's heart would never fluctuate again.

"Yan Xiunian, follow me..." Xiao Dadong originally wanted Yan Xiunian to follow him to the medical office of the University for an interview, but as soon as he turned to see Yan Xiunian with a black face and a look of killing people, he immediately swallowed the latter half of the sentence and said, "you and my soldiers are two ways apart, you go to interview the students in the school. Big white, little black, you go with me

Dabai and Xiaohei are the camera and entourage sitting in front of Yan Xiunian. They are frozen by the faint cold behind them on the way. At this moment, they hear that the group leader wants to take them out of the sea of misery, grabbing the equipment and running away.

Looking at the front row two colleagues who run faster than the rabbit, Yan Xiunian has no expression.

Five minutes later, Yan Xiunian, wearing a knee length black down jacket with the logo of Lvcheng TV station and a microphone in hand, stood on the main road of Lucheng University.

Colleagues holding cameras and radio microphones stood behind Yan Xiunian. No one dared to speak. They did not know whether they were frozen by the weather or by Yan Xiunian.

Cheng Hui came out of the teaching building with a small schoolbag on his back to go to the library. He saw this strange scene.

But he just looked at it and lowered his head, holding his cell phone to the agent to return the message.

[agent Daha: big brother! Go back to my brother! My brother! Are you going to the movie festival the day after tomorrow? It's a ball! Go ahead! The organizer wants you to be the prize winner! 】

half of Cheng Hui's face was covered in a black mask, and the zipper of his long white cotton padded jacket was pulled from his knee to his chin.

He put one hand in the pocket of his cotton padded jacket, and showed only five fingers in the other hand, holding the mobile phone to reply to the agent.

[Cheng Hui: No, my tutor will give a lecture the day after tomorrow. 】

[agent Daha: brother - (PO Yin!) 】

Cheng looks down at the expression bag, and is about to reply to a apathetic.jpg expression pack. In his sight, a piece of long black cotton padded jacket and the toes of a pair of white shoes appear.

Cheng goes back to look for the fingers of the expression bag and looks up at the man who suddenly blocks his way.

Then he saw a face with no expression, empty eyes, like a familiar face in daydreaming and sleepwalking.

The man he knew suddenly raised his hand, made a gesture he was very familiar with, and handed the microphone to him.