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Chapter 452

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    During the epidemic, on the first day back to Beijing, I cleaned up and went to the supermarket to carry enough daily necessities for a week.  From morning to night, it seems that I haven't had such a large amount of physical labor for a long time.

    The passenger car from home to Nanning was out of service, so I had to send my brother to Nanning.  I was always worried about not being able to catch the flight, so I set off early, but I arrived at the airport in two and a half hours.  The road is unimpeded, there are almost no cars, let alone pedestrians, and the airport is deserted.

    Before 8 o'clock in the morning, when I was still sleeping, my mother called on WeChat and asked if I wanted to go to work. You said that you would self-isolate at home for 7 days.  She said she was going to hang up, but she didn't say anything and immediately hung up on you.

    Get up, wash, eat some snacks, get dressed, and go to the supermarket.  The wind is cold, cars pass by one after another, and there are very few pedestrians, all wrapped in down jackets and masks, looking down at the road in the cold wind, and walking in a hurry.  You can only use the word depression to describe the scene in front of you.

    In the supermarket, I bought 10 catties of rice, a pile of pickled mustard, instant noodles, and some carrots, white radishes and other foods, and carried them back by myself. Later, I joked to g that I was really too good to be able to resist so many things.  Almost all the clothes have been washed, the floor has been mopped to shine, and the balcony has been tidied up.  I was so tired that I fell asleep easily in bed.  When I woke up again, it was almost eight o'clock.

    Wipe the table once, and the cleaning is completely over. It is too boring, so just send a WeChat message to z, chat and work, and it will not be too boring. Now you are gradually getting used to killing boredom.

    During the chat, you mentioned again that you signed up for an interview in Wuhan yesterday, and she said, "Aren't you an editor?" Yes, you are an editor, and it's been almost two years. Why don't you accept this fact?

    Possibly to comfort you, Z said, "Maybe it's because your experience is not enough."

    "But this is the problem." This is the problem. It's been almost two years, and you still don't understand anything.  When introducing your career to others, at first you would say that you are an editor and reporter, integrating website editing and editing, and later you directly said that you work in the media, but you don¡¯t forget to add that when you have nothing to do, you will work as an editor at your work unit, and when you have something to do, you will go out as a reporter  In an interview, when someone asks you if you have a press card, and you say you haven¡¯t taken the test, you dare not say that you have passed the test, but you still haven¡¯t accepted the fact.  But come to think of it, I have been working in the industry for nearly two years, so I went out for interviews, except for the time when I didn¡¯t join the job and went out with a reporter from another media in a daze, and there was a time when the unit asked the department to send two people to go out to interview with the group, lz really had no choice.  That's why I let you go.  In this way, there is actually only one interview.  On the way to the airport, my brother said that people should do what they can do, not that you can do what you want.  You were very angry, so you signed up to go to Wuhan, although this was not the original intention of going.  I still remember that when I was on a business trip in Henan, lz sat in the co-pilot and told you, zjy, if you want to continue in this industry, you have to learn to deal with people.  You say, um.  I thought to myself, but I want to take this path on the premise that I am me.  xh has been away for a long time, and her words have been replaying in her mind recently-don't you think (your department) is very inferior?  XP has said similar things before-your department really can't learn anything.  In fact, whether you can learn something or not is not important to you at all, but sometimes there will be a kind of unbearable sadness, as if there is a kind of power in your heart that is eager to explode, eager to burn, and even destroyed.  Repeating the days like a pool of stagnant water.

    On the way to the airport, you are thinking, if you really participate in the report, will you cause trouble for your colleagues, will you not understand the interview, will you not be able to write the manuscript?  In the face of death threats, what you consider is not life and death, but these basic abilities. Maybe you should really think about this job, or reflect on yourself.

    You asked lm if she would sign up to go to Wuhan. She said that she had already told lz, but he didn't reply. Now that the deadline for registration is approaching, she was a little anxious.  When you hear her talking about being anxious, for some reason, you feel that the picture is a little cute.  Later, she couldn't wait any longer, she said that she wanted to sign up directly without passing lz.  You say, "Go ahead, you should do this kind of thing." Yes, in your opinion, she should rush to the front line and shed her blood, which is her temperament.

    Later she really reported it, you thought about it, and also reported her name.  It is time to reveal the answer.

    In a person's life, there will be many turning points, and every choice may lead to a different path.  You think this is a turning point, one road continues the past daily life, and the other road is a journey of passion.  When you received the registration notice, you told g that you felt so passionate, I have never been so passionate.  When I think of the road full of crises, my blood boils.  When you need to challenge your life, you want to?It should be eager to face difficulties, maybe, for life, that is the feast.

    For lm, she wants to go, because of her feelings for Wuhan, where she spent the best university years, and then she is filled with indignation at all kinds of rumors flying all over the Internet that are hard to distinguish between true and false. In her usual words, she can¡¯t wait to go  I rushed up at that time.  And you, maybe you are more selfish, you are actually quite indifferent to many things, no matter how many things are, it seems to you that it doesn't matter.  But you want to be present, to witness, and your intuition tells you that when you are present, many things are different and many things are changing you.  Perhaps, for you, this is more like spiritual practice than sacrifice and dedication.  If it is possible to be present, outside the hospital, outside the ward, maybe even the silence is speaking to you, telling you a voice that cannot be expressed in words.

    ? For fear of not knowing how to interview or write manuscripts and hesitate, the reason you think of is that there must always be a beginning. If you stop because you don¡¯t understand now, you will not take a step forward in the future.  Thinking of going deep into the epidemic area, you start to record your decision at that time in your notebook, and your mood at that time: almost two years have passed, and you should also reveal the answer.  At the beginning, I wanted to know many things, and I wanted to see the world that was bright enough to dazzle, and dark enough to make me sad, but later I found that I was too weak to support myself to touch such a world, and then I made up my mind.  .  .

    You have just started writing, and lz sent a text message saying that you will not go this time, and after research, you have decided to send only one person, and you must have relevant experience.  You are asking yourself whether you are happy or sad, and then you find that you are really sad because of your own incompetence and future incompetence.

    The airport bus stops at Caishikou, and you get off and find a shared bicycle to ride back. Along the way, your exposed hands are bitingly painful from the cold wind.  After calming down, I felt that the decision at that time was too child's play. It was too child's play to want to rush to the front line without reporting experience on such an important matter.

    Maybe what my brother said is really reasonable, why don't you accept the facts?

    From now on, I don¡¯t want to say anything more in this direction. If I make a decision, I will move forward silently, otherwise, just shut up.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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