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Ye Cong just looked back and continued to discuss with his father-in-law the skill of chopping firewood.

Xinya watched yuan also come in. She grabbed her wrist and took her into the room.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Ye had such a human side." Yuan also looked back at the man in the yard and sighed. Who would have thought that the man who was in the B city was chopping firewood here now.

"He's mainly bored here." New bud waved his hand, "where's Professor Ding? Didn't you come back together? "

"Something went to the city." Yuan also sat down beside the bed and took the snacks from Xinya, "I think ye always enjoys it. It's really a kind of enjoyment to relax in this place."

My hometown is praised, Xinya is very happy.

"Ye Cong said you used to be a reporter." Xinya pulled the stool and sat down opposite her. With a bit of exploration, she asked, "can I ask you a favor?"

"You say, as long as I can do it." Yuan is also eating snacks, some sour, more suitable for this pregnant woman Xinya, so she quietly put down the apricot.

"It's the period of your investigation. When you go back, can you write some press releases about the following teacher?" New bud with inquiry, the voice is not big.

Yuan also put down the action of dried apricot for a moment. She thought that what Xinya wanted to say was to let her write about the tourist attractions.

"I heard Mr. ye say that you wrote an article about the young master before, and it has a great response now, so I want you to publicize those people who have been unknown all the time." Xinya said seriously.

Yuan also can't help but pinch a dried apricot and put it into his mouth. It's very sour.

Ding Junhui said that he came here mainly to pave the way for her.

So——

Sour spread in the mouth, has spread to the heart of the place.

Before they were together, he was already thinking about her.

She doesn't like entertainment news. What about financial news?

Is that what she likes?

Maybe Ding Junhui can see better than she can.

Yuan also thought that that day he talked with himself about volunteers, about research groups, and even talked with her about whether or not to be a volunteer.

She has the heart, but she doesn't have the courage.

But what about being a life reporter? What if we just use one or two months to interview some volunteers and tell the world about their deeds?

She was shocked when the thought came to her.

There is a feeling of being enlightened and suddenly enlightened.

Originally, what she wanted to do was always this.

It turned out that he always knew himself better than himself.

That man, to this sentiment, even more attentive than she thought.

"Good." The sour and astringent in the mouth dissipated, leaving a little sweet.

Yuan also thought that this might be the best dried apricot she had ever eaten.

"That's great. Mr. Ye also said that famous journalists would not write about these things because no one would read them." Xinya said excitedly.

Yuan also knows, no wonder she was so careful at the beginning, afraid that she would refuse her.

But ye Cong is right. No front-line reporter is willing to do such a report for a long time, because no one will have the patience to pay attention to it all the time.

But she is different. Ding Junhui has solved all the external factors for her. She can concentrate on what she wants to do without giving up because of lack of courage.