So depressing.
"Okay, let me tell you, I want to be a reporter this time, and she is the kind of person who is not afraid of death."
Maybe it's because of what happened in the last plane, or maybe it's because after merging with the original Soul Fragment, Su Qiao is always holding back his anger, but has nowhere to let it go.
Unfortunately, this is still a relatively peaceful world, and she can't do anything excessive to vent her anger.
I can only find something relatively dangerous and challenging to do.
[reporter?]
444's jaw was almost dropped in fear.
Its host... becomes a reporter?
And the kind of reporter who upholds justice and fights injustices on behalf of others?
I'm afraid you have a crazy brain, right?
Journalists in this era are in a high-risk profession.
Su Qiao's tone was a bit threatening. "Why, you can't?"
Isn't she kind?
Isn't she unjust?
444 At this time, I felt that something was wrong with Su Qiao's mood, and he seemed to want to get angry.
Don't use it as a trash can for venting.
[Yes, of course.]
[However, you have to practice your skills, and get involved in drugs and other things. This era is not peaceful, especially for a female reporter, unless you just want to be a gossip reporter waiting to die.]
"Okay, I have my own sense of discretion. You are responsible for using the domestic LAN and the Internet to collect various information and insider information. Leave the rest to me."
What kind of scene has she not seen?
Even in the end of the world, she would be used to beheading and beheading everyone she saw, let alone this small scene now?
They are nothing more than ruthless road bandits, ignorant and arrogant villagers, car thieves, speedsters, and backpackers who rob, steal, extort, and the like, plus some kidnapping and trafficking of children, forcing children to beg, and forcing women into prostitution.
Of course, in fact, Su Qiao is not afraid of threats from these aspects at all. What makes her a little stressed comes from...
*
While Su Qiao and 444 were discussing taking the diploma exam and training to become reporters, on the other side, in the dilapidated courtyard where Wu Family rented, Su Ya Ni was sitting on a stone pier beside the well in the courtyard, bending over and rubbing his clothes on the washboard.
Her cheeks were flushed red by the sun, and the sweat on her forehead had slid down her cheeks to her neck.
Mother Wu was holding a dripping dress in his hand and standing opposite her with an embarrassed look on his face.
"How can this be so embarrassing? You are a guest after all. If others see you, you will think that my family is so ignorant of the rules."
Su Ya Ni casually wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve, and smiled a little reluctantly, "It doesn't matter, I have to wash my own clothes anyway, so I just happened to wash them for you!"
After a pause, thinking about what happened last night, his face felt a little hot and his voice became much softer:
"Besides, I'm not a guest. Although Haishan and I haven't played Marriage Certificate yet, he has already proposed to me, and we also..."
"In short, we can be considered a family. As a family, we should help each other."
A trace of contempt flashed in Mother Wu's eyes, but it was not shown on his face. "That's right, you and Haishan are going to get married after all."
After thinking about it, he turned around and strode into the house. Then he came out with a few old and dirty sheets and a few pillowcases, bent down and threw them to the edge of the big basin.
"Then, please help me wash these. I was in a hurry when I came out and didn't have time to wash them. You won't mind, right?"
"Oh, my old waist can't straighten up after squatting for a while. Alas, I'm getting old and it's no longer useful."
Mother Wu held his waist, as if he couldn't stand still, and stood up swaying from side to side.