Siheyuan: Gold medal reporter, exposing scandals about animals

Just do it.

Sima Yi took out a pen and paper and began to write rustlingly.

After a while, a short composition was born from his hands.

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

He was very confident that once this article was published in the Four-Nine City Daily, Yi Zhonghai, an old dog, would definitely get nothing good from him.

At this time, his stomach growled.

Only then did Sima Yi remember that he had been deprived of food by these gangsters.

It was getting late and it was too late to make dinner.

He grabbed a steamed noodle bun from the kitchen, drank some boiling water from the thermos bottle and went out after finishing the meal.

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

Sima Yi left the courtyard and took the bus for ten minutes.

After arriving at the newspaper office, I was immediately greeted by familiar colleagues.

"Hey, Sima Yi, aren't you at home on leave? Why are you here today?"

"Sima Yi, is your father buried? Sorry!"

"Sima Yi, if such a big thing happens to your family, you won't have to rest for a few days. Sima

Yi nodded to his colleagues with a smile on his face:"Thank you very much. I have nothing to do at home." Thinking about it, I might as well go back to work."

Some colleagues showed 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 the newspaper office to distract himself.

Sima Yi knew that they had gone wrong as soon as he saw the expressions on their faces. He didn't say much. After greeting his colleagues, he went straight to an office at the corner ahead and knocked on the door.

Sitting in the office was a middle-aged man with thick-rimmed eyes.

His name was Zhou Zhichang. A senior reporter of the Forty-Nine City Daily.

Sima Yi came to the newspaper after graduating from university and interned with him. He is considered

Sima Yi’s master.

Zhou Zhichang is an experienced reporter. He worked as a field reporter for many years during the war years and has extremely strong professional ability.

Therefore , Enjoying the treatment of an independent office.

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

When he heard the movement, he looked up and saw that it was Sima Yi. He was a little surprised and said:"Xiao Yi, why are you here today.

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

"It's easy for me to think randomly when I'm alone at home, but I still come to work."

Zhou Zhichang also showed the same sympathetic expression as his colleagues just now:"There is no resurrection after death, so you can express your condolences."

"You just came back, I won’t give you too much work"

"Please sit down and have a rest first, and then help me proofread these manuscripts."

Sima Yi agreed while taking out the manuscript from his bag.

"Uncle Zhou, I happened to write a manuscript at home. How about you show it to me?"

Zhou Zhichang glanced at Sima Yi in surprise, and secretly thought that this kid still had time to write a manuscript after going back to the funeral.

However, he was short of manuscripts on his hand, so he raised his hand to Sima Yi:"Bring it here and let me take a look."

Sima Yi handed over the manuscript.

Before Zhou Zhichang took a few glances, his eyes behind the lenses widened.

He looked at Sima Yi in shock:"Isn't this a desperate act?"

"Have the consciences of these people been eaten by dogs?

Sima Yi said bitterly:"Uncle Zhou, I had always naively thought how good they were.""

"It wasn't until today that I realized their true colors"

"Before this, I never thought that a big man in a courtyard would do such a vile thing."

"I can't help but wonder, how many courtyard houses and how many great men are there in Sijiu City?"

"Are there people like Yi Zhonghai who use chicken feathers as arrows to help the tiger?"

"I am writing this article not only to seek justice for myself, but also to warn others through my story!"

"Our country has just been established, and there are still many enemy agents operating secretly."

"The reason why each compound elected a master in the first place was to better deal with enemy agents."

"But now it seems that instead of catching the special enemy, they have raised a bunch of domineering bosses over the heads of the masses!"

Zhou Zhichang nodded slowly:"What you said makes sense."

"This article of yours is indeed very educational."

"I have approved this manuscript and it will be published in the newspaper tomorrow!"

Sima Yi listened, with a smile on his face.

Yi Zhonghai, Yi Zhonghai, your unlucky time has come.

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

After finishing this, it was almost time to get off work.

Zhou Zhichang took the manuscript that was going to be published in the newspaper tomorrow to the editor-in-chief for review, while Sima Yi started to pack his things and get ready to get off work. When the end-of-day bell rang and Sima Yi was about to leave, Zhou Zhichang opened the door and came in

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