Siheyuan: Gold medal reporter, exposing scandals about animals

Just do it.

Sima Yi took out his pen and manuscript paper and began to write rustling.

In a few moments, a small composition was born from his hands.

Looking at the manuscript paper in his hand, Sima Yi showed a satisfied smile.

He is very confident that once this manuscript is published in the Sijiucheng Daily, Yi Zhonghai, an old dog, will definitely have no good fruit to eat.

At this moment, his stomach rumbled.

Sima Yi then remembered that he was so thin by these poultry that he didn't even eat.

Seeing that the time was not early, it was too late to cook.

He grabbed a two-fold noodle steamed bun from the kitchen, took a meal with boiling water from a thermos and went out.

The newspaper office of Sijiucheng Daily is not far from the courtyard.

Sima Yi walked out of the hospital and arrived in ten minutes by bus.

After coming to the newspaper office, I immediately greeted my acquaintances.

"Hey, Sima Yi, aren't you asking for leave to be at home, why are you here today?".

"Sima Yi, is your father buried, right?"

"Sima Yi, if there is such a big incident at home, you won't rest for a few more days. "

Sima Yi smiled and nodded to his colleagues: "Thank you, I'm idle at home." I think I'm back to work. "

Some of my colleagues had sympathetic looks on their faces.

They thought that Sima Yi was too sad and didn't want to stay at home, so he came to work at the newspaper office to distract himself.

Sima Yi knew that they were going to diverge as soon as he saw the expressions on their faces, so he didn't say much, and after greeting his colleagues, he went straight to an office around the corner in front and knocked on the door and entered.

In the office sat a middle-aged man with thick-rimmed eyes.

His name is Zhou Zhichang, and he is a senior reporter at Sijiucheng Daily.

Sima Yi came to the newspaper after graduating from university and followed him as an intern.

It can be regarded as Sima Yi's master.

Zhou Zhichang has old qualifications, has been a war correspondent for many years during the war years, and has strong professional ability.

As a result, it enjoys the treatment of an independent office.

At this time, he was looking at a manuscript on the table.

Hearing the movement, he looked up and saw that it was Sima Yi, and said with some surprise: "Xiao Yi, why are you here today." "

Sima Yi showed a wry smile: "My dad is buried." "

"I'm alone at home and tend to get cranky, but I'm still coming to work. "

Zhou Zhichang also showed the same sympathetic expression as those colleagues just now: "People can't be resurrected after death, so you can mourn." "

"You just came back, and I won't send you too much work. "

"You sit down and rest for a while, and then help me proofread these manuscripts. "

Sima Yi agreed as he took out the manuscript from his bag.

"Uncle Zhou, I just wrote a manuscript at home, why don't you show it to me?"

Zhou Zhichang glanced at Sima Yi in surprise, and secretly said that this kid went back to the funeral and still had the time to write.

However, he happened to be short of manuscripts at hand now, so he raised his hand towards Sima Yi: "Take it and I'll take a look." "

Sima Yi handed over the manuscript.

Zhou Zhichang didn't look at it a few times, and his eyes behind the lenses widened.

He looked at Sima Yi with a shocked expression: "Isn't this a desperate household!".

"Have all the consciences of these people been eaten by dogs!".

Sima Yi said hatefully: "Uncle Zhou, I have always been naïve to think how good they are. "

"It's not until today that I realized who they really are. "

"Before this, I couldn't have imagined that an uncle in a yard would do such a thing. "

"I can't help but wonder, how many courtyard houses are there in Sijiu City, and how many uncles are there. "

"Among these masters, are there also people like Yi Zhonghai who hold chicken feathers as arrows and act as tigers. "

"I am writing this manuscript not only to seek justice for me, but also to warn others through my affairs!"

"Our country has just been established, and there are still many enemies operating in the shadows. "

"At the beginning, each courtyard elected a master, just to better deal with the enemy. "

"But now it seems that the other enemy did not grasp it, but instead raised a bunch of powerful masters on the heads of the masses!"

Zhou Zhichang nodded slowly: "You have a point. "

"Your manuscript is indeed very educational. "

"I have approved this manuscript and will be able to see it in the newspaper tomorrow!"

Sima Yi listened, and a smile appeared on his face.

Yi Zhonghai, Yi Zhonghai, it's time for you to be unlucky.

Next, Sima Yi, who was in a good mood, began to help Zhou Zhichang proofread some manuscripts.

After doing this, it's almost time to get off work.

Zhou Zhichang took the manuscript that he planned to see the newspaper tomorrow to the editor-in-chief for review, while Sima Yi began to pack his things and get ready to leave work.

When the bell rang for work, Sima Yi was about to leave, but Zhou Zhichang pushed the door in.

"Xiao Yi, the editor-in-chief wants to see you, come with me quickly!".