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no.66 Fake news incident (2)

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    "Damn, why is he the director of the People's Hospital!" Lin Can murmured behind me.

    "Do you know him?" I asked, and at this moment I also remembered that he was the one who talked to Zhong Xiaotong when we went for an interview that day.

    "Of course, I'm a medical student, and I might go back to my hometown People's Hospital in the future." Lin Can said, "But why do they eat together? Could it be that the two of them joined forces with Dean Jin to make fake news? For the sake of the hospital  Chang's nephew and the hospital's reputation? Very likely." Lin Can analyzed to himself.

    "No way, it's so dark, when did this society become so dirty." I said to myself in disappointment.

    "Mo Li, the world is so dirty, we just didn't want to believe it." Lin Can suddenly said in a weary tone.  In my impression, Lin Canyi was just an indomitable optimist, confident, bright, and free, but now, why did she lose her composure when the reality was mentioned, and she looked a little powerless and pitiful.

    "Lin Can, do you feel helpless?" I asked in a low voice.

    "What is helplessness, I don't know, don't worry, you don't know that I have always been known for being narcissistic. We have seen the truth, let's go home." The sadness and helplessness in Lin Can's eyes at that moment  You disappeared in an instant, replaced by the calm smile, he sat on the back seat of the bicycle easily, turned his head and shouted: "Honey, get in the car, go home." I smiled and shook my head and sat down.  He got on the back seat of the bicycle and said nothing.

    When I got home, it was past 11 o'clock.  My aunt was still dozing off in the living room. Seeing me coming back, my aunt stood up and said, "Xiao Li, I'm going out to play again. It's not safe for a girl to come home so late at night. If you want to play, ask your classmates to come home."  Let's play." My cousin also heard me coming back, and shouted in his room: "Mom, you really care too much, it's only 11 o'clock now, in summer, you can't go to bed as soon as it gets dark, right?  .¡±

    "Liang Jun, why haven't you slept yet?" My aunt said when she heard her cousin speak and turned her head to his room.

    "Didn't you say it? It's only 11 o'clock, so I can't sleep!" My cousin shouted again.

    "Hey, why are all your children so rebellious now? One by one is more disobedient." My aunt sighed. After hearing this, others may think that my aunt is expressing dissatisfaction with me, but I know that my aunt has such a traditional character  , but also better at preaching.

    "Hehe, Auntie, we are still children, we are all in our 20s, I see you are still worried." I smiled and flattered me.

    "Yeah, you are all adults now, I always feel that you are still children." My aunt also smiled.  From my aunt's house, I can't feel how the society is so dark.  I can't see how these adults or middle-aged people are so deep, maybe it's just because my aunt is kind.

    It seems that I have deeply engraved the scene tonight in my mind. When I got home, I was still thinking about whether the society is dark or not, and I couldn't sleep at night.  Looking at the phone screen, it was already 1:00 in the morning.  Send a text message to Xiao Luo: "Xiao Luo, suddenly found that the society is so dark, what should we do?"

    "You just found out. I found out a long time ago. I have already despaired of society." I thought that Xiao Luo was asleep, and I sent her a text message just to vent, but I didn't expect her to reply so soon.

    "Hey, I miss the days of junior high school." I said with emotion.

    "Junior high school will never come back, and now I just regret thinking too much about the adult world."

    "Xiao Luo, you have encountered setbacks in finding a job, come on, we have plenty of capital."

    "It's late at night, go to sleep." Xiao Luo avoided talking, just replied like this, and suddenly found that this girl became so mature overnight, or so vicissitudes.

    Ever since I saw that scene at the entrance of the Lijing Hotel, I have never yelled at Zhong Xiaotong or expressed my opinions.  I just do things honestly and look on coldly at all the people in this newspaper.  Zhong Xiaotong didn't seem to notice this, or rather, he just didn't want to talk to me when he found out.  After all, I am just an intern, at best, an intern with a background, and this background is only my uncle, the photojournalist.  As for Director Liu, he was rarely seen, let alone close or distant.

    It's just that when I have nothing to do these days, I start to worry more and more about my future.  How on earth should I plan?  I have always thought that the brightest newspapers are like this, where else can I go to work in the future.  Is there really no room for me in such a big world?  Could it be that if I want to have a job, I have to hang out with others like Director Liu Zhong Xiaotong?  I don't want to do it, and I can't.  But can I escape this way?  Can we have a bright future?  I lost hope for the future.

    One day in mid-August, when I returned to my uncle's house,Xiaotong thought behind his back.

    "Old Liang, who is your niece, you are not talking about Mo Li, are you?" Zhong Xiaotong was a little surprised.

    "It's not her, who else, who else will be my excellent niece?" Uncle said and glanced at Zhong Xiaotong.

    "Brother Liang, I admire you. I didn't notice the eyeliner placed beside me, but your eyeliner is very useful, and it's a seed." Zhong Xiaotong said with his hands clasped.  Seeing this scene, my uncle already guessed what was going on: "Don't go, Lao Zhong, I'll talk to Lao Liu."

    "Forget it, Brother Liang, I don't want to stay here anymore. Goodbye. I can rest assured that my students will be taken care of."

    "Who is your student? Goodbye, Brother Zhong." I said in a crying voice.

    "Why are you crying? It's not a parting of life and death. I'll treat you to dinner tonight." Zhong Xiaotong said nonchalantly.

    "Old Zhong, take care." Other colleagues walked over and said.

    It wasn't until now that I figured out that Director Liu, who I always respected, was the heinous villain who often played in that play, while Zhong Xiaotong was the red-faced loyal minister.  All colleagues can see such a straightforward reality, only I have been blinded by appearances.  I asked my uncle why the newspaper office is like this, and my uncle said: "Every industry has its own unspoken rules, and this is the reality. I let you follow Zhong Xiaotong because I want you to see the life status of an honest person." However,  I don't want to participate in these so-called realities, so I ended my internship early, left at the same time as Zhong Xiaotong, went home, and prepared to spend some days with my parents with peace of mind.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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