Xu Fuxing frowned and said unhappily, "Comrade Wu, what kind of work attitude is this?"
When Chen Meiqi was around, Wu Zhiyuan was fearless and relied on his aunt's relationship to get by.
Xu Fuxing didn't know what to say, so he just turned a blind eye.
But during the few days when Chen Meiqi stopped reflecting on herself, Wu Zhiyuan not only did not restrain himself, but became even worse. When he arrived at the unit, his soul had already drifted away to who knows where.
Seeing the section chief lose his temper, Wu Zhiyuan quickly smiled and said, "I stayed up late last night processing materials and didn't sleep well."
Xu Fuxing frowned and said nothing more. He just asked Jiang Ningyan to give him the revised materials.
Jiang Ningyan took the manuscript and read a sentence. "Chief Xu, do you think this sentence needs to be changed?"
Xu Fuxing smiled and said, "No, this is enough."
Then, he looked at her in surprise and said, "Comrade Xiao Jiang, please read the next paragraph."
Jiang Ningyan didn't understand why, but she still did as he said.
Her Mandarin is standard and her voice is gentle. She reads the manuscript slowly and steadily, which is very pleasing to the ears.
Section Chief Xu pondered for a moment and suddenly spoke, "Comrade Xiao Jiang, this is what happened. Our section's radio station originally had two announcers, but Comrade Huang recently went on maternity leave, so we hired a temporary female comrade."
"But unfortunately, this lady has just started working and her voice has started to hurt again, so if you're willing, I'd like you to try it."
Jiang Ningyan didn't think much about it and nodded in agreement.
The army broadcasts in the morning, noon and evening, and every building plays the same broadcast at the same time. The content mainly includes domestic and international news and ideological education.
Before, there were only the voices of two comrades, a man and a woman. But in the past two days, only the man’s voice could be heard.
The radio station and office building are not far away. It is a bungalow painted army green.
Inside the room, facing the door was a large mixing console covered with knobs and faders, with several black wires wrapped around it, connecting an old tape recorder and amplifier. A silver microphone was placed in the corner of the console.
Against the wall stood bookshelves filled with tapes and records, and metal filing cabinets half-opened, revealing piles of broadcast scripts.
A man and a woman were sitting next to the metal cabinet, seemingly chatting about something.
Hearing the noise, both men stood up from their chairs.
Section Chief Xu cleared his throat and said, "Let me introduce you. This is Comrade Jiang from our Publicity Department."
He turned to Jiang Ningyan and said, "This man is reporter Xie from the People's Daily."
The man was wearing a pair of broken glasses and a thin white short-sleeved shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows and the hem casually rolled into his jeans. If you look closely, you can see some dried mud spots.
It looked like he had just returned from a small road, exhausted.
Seeing Jiang Ningyan looking at him, he grinned and extended his hand enthusiastically.
"Hello, my name is Xie Weidong."
Section Chief Xu continued, "This female comrade was hired temporarily as an announcer. Her voice has been a bit uncomfortable these past few days..."
Section Chief Xu suddenly paused and asked doubtfully, "Do you know each other?"
After all, Qin Qingmeng's gaze as he stared at Jiang Ningyan was a little too "hot".
Jiang Ningyan curled her lips and said, "We've met before."
Unexpectedly, Qin Qingmeng failed to get the position of Propaganda Department Secretary, so she found a way to become a temporary announcer here.
When Qin Qingmeng heard that Section Chief Xu wanted Jiang Ningyan to try broadcasting, her face suddenly turned red.
"Uncle Xu, I'm still here. Why did you push these random people in?"
As soon as she opened her mouth, Jiang Ningyan raised her eyebrows in surprise.
After all, Qin Qingmeng grew up in the city and received the best education. Her Mandarin is extremely standard, and her voice is clear. Even when she is not swearing, her voice is still very pleasant.
But now, it felt like a bunch of chicken feathers were stuck in my throat, and there was a very strange hoarse and frictional feeling.
Section Chief Xu frowned, "Comrade Xiao Qin, please don't be so stubborn. I know you're eager to prove yourself, but you have to wait until you recover, right?"
Qin Qingmeng's disdain was clearly written on her face. "Uncle Xu, Comrade Jiang is from the countryside and has only been in Beijing for a short time. Her Mandarin is very poor and she even speaks a few words in dialect from time to time. Please don't make things difficult for her."
She has always looked down on those rustic people from the countryside. Even if they wear fashionable clothes, it cannot hide their rustic nature!
But she didn't expect that Xu Fuxing also came from the countryside, and often took care of some young comrades who had struggled from poor families like him.
These words really hit him right in the heart.
Xu Fuxing's face darkened. "Comrade Qin, I agreed to let you be the broadcaster, not because I have a good relationship with your father, but because of the work requirements of the Propaganda Department. Please be careful with how you address yourself in the unit."
After saying that, he stopped looking at her and pulled Jiang Ningyan to the microphone and briefly explained to her how to use the knobs and sliders.
"Come on, don't be nervous, familiarize yourself with today's manuscript first."
Section Chief Xu patted Xie Weidong on the shoulder as he spoke. "This is the latest news from the disaster relief front in Province T. Thanks to reporter Xie, who has worked tirelessly and bravely to provide us with such accurate information."
When Jiang Ningyan heard the word "Province T", her fingertips trembled and her gaze swept downwards faster.
Just as she expected, the rescue team's mission went very smoothly. The affected people have basically been relocated and the rescue team is about to return.
After rehearsing once, Section Chief Xu was very satisfied. "There's no accent at all! It's even more professional than a professional."
Then it was tentatively agreed with Jiang Ningyan that she would be the announcer for a week.
Qin Qingmeng, who was standing aside, felt that these words were very harsh. They were said specifically for her to hear, and her face turned pale and blue.
Jiang Ningyan had just arrived and was definitely not familiar with the broadcasting equipment here.
If something ugly happens here, won’t everyone in the army hear it?
Qin Qingmeng thought for a moment, then suddenly smiled, a vicious look flashing across his eyes.
Just wait, there will be some fun to watch soon.
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After Jiang Ningyan became familiar with the script, she began to study the radio station's instructions carefully.
This is her habit when doing any work; she will not let details affect the overall result.
After reading the last page, she looked up and realized that it was already past lunchtime.
I stood up and wanted to go to the cafeteria to eat something, but suddenly I found that there was a person leaning on the chair behind me.
Xie Weidong had his eyes closed, his head tilted on his shoulders, and his body tilted, looking like he was in danger of falling off the chair.
As I got closer, I could hear light snoring.
Jiang Ningyan thought he had left long ago, but she didn't expect him to sleep here for at least three hours.
Xie Weidong, Jiang Ningyan was not unfamiliar with this name. She could see these small words in the newspaper from time to time.
And most of the incidents related to this are dangerous and affect the safety of ordinary people.
But it wasn't until today that Jiang Ningyan realized that she had actually seen this person a long time ago.
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