Host, You're Targeted

When Cheng got home and quickly took a bath and went to bed, Yan Xiunian wrapped up his big cotton padded jacket and left the TV station after working overtime.

In the afternoon, there was a temporary outfield to run. Yan Xiunian went with Xiao Dadong to get materials from other places. After collecting materials, he quickly returned to the TV station for processing. He was in a hurry to broadcast the news before the end of the seven o'clock Lvcheng news broadcast.

News pays attention to the timeliness. After missing the timeliness, the news itself will have a certain depreciation.

After the news, the Press Department of the TV station held a summary meeting.

Finally, when the meeting ended at 7:30, Xiao Dadong pulled the people of their group to hold an interim meeting, which took more than ten minutes to let them go.

The day's work is finally over. Yan Xiunian has not finished his meal yet. Now he is so hungry that he sticks his chest to his back.

He did not insist on going home to cook dinner, so he simply found a small restaurant and packed a meal on the way from the TV station to his home.

"Good! Just a moment, please

The owner yelled and went back to the kitchen, busy in the kitchen.

Out of the instinct of a reporter, Yan Xiunian stood at the door of the store and looked inside. He found that there were a lot of people in the shop, most of them were couples. At first glance, there were students from Lvcheng university nearby, and there were several high school students in high school uniforms who were buried in their homework in the corner.

Yan Xiunian subconsciously looked at his watch. It was three minutes after eight.

He didn't quite understand the people who came to dinner at this time point, because it was not long before dinner time and it was too early for supper.

So are these people who come to dinner at 8 o'clock in the evening to fill their stomachs or to find a place with air conditioning and heating to fall in love?

Yan Xiunian didn't understand, but people didn't need him to understand.

Because of the large number of guests, Yan Xiunian simply sat down on the chair by the door, waiting for the owner to pack his order.

After about five minutes, Yan Xiunian left the restaurant with his packing box.

Next to the restaurant is a dark alley, which is only half a meter wide by sight, which can't even pass by.

When Yan Xiunian walked past the alley with his packing box in his hand, a pair of familiar dark brown eyes lit up in the dark.

It's like the ninth day of junior high school.

Yan Xiunian's steps stopped for a moment. He turned to face the entrance of the alley, looked at the watchful eyes, and called out tentatively: "the ninth day of junior high school?"

The next second, the dark brown eyes slowly approached Yan Xiunian, and then appeared in the light of a small piece of light.

The black kitten had a familiar tag around its neck, because it was wary of a small circle of white hair on its black tail.

This is the ninth day of junior high school.

In the morning, Yan Xiunian, who had been informed that he had lost the ninth day of junior high school, did not expect that he would meet junior nine here.

Maybe it was Yan Xiunian who was too happy. His expression on his face softened down, and his tail, which had been cocked up on the ninth day of the lunar new year, was also pressed down.

He looked up at Yan Xiunian, who was squatting in front of him. He looked at Yan Xiunian's hand when he tilted his head to touch it.

Yan Xiunian was a little afraid that junior high school would bite him. When he reached out, he did not use too much strength, but gently touched his head.

But the ninth day of junior high school did not show any vigilance or aggression against him. Instead, he walked forward after touching his head and rubbed Yan Xiunian's shoes twice.

"Meow ~" is a call of kindness.

Yan Xiunian unconsciously laughed, put his fingertips on the tip of his nose in the ninth day of junior high school and asked him, "xiaoxiaoxiaoxiao, do you want to go home with me?"