I was a little confused on the spot, and my first reaction was that I unconsciously dialed the number on Liu Tao's desk, not my new editor's. Picking up the phone and looking at the number, I confirmed that I was not infatuated to the point of forgetting myself, so I asked hesitantly: "Mr. Liu, why are you in the entertainment department? You also transferred the department?"
You know, the entertainment department is two floors behind our department, and the two departments usually don't have much overlap, except when the editors of each edition sign and go to print, they will occasionally meet with the editor-in-chief.
Thinking that Liu Tao might have transferred departments in order to follow me, I suddenly became a little excited.
"Momo?" Liu Tao's voice seemed a little surprised, "I happened to go to the entertainment department to find Miss Xiaoxiao, she went to the finance department to fill out the reimbursement form, so I sat at her desk and waited for her, and I said, you I have been transferred to the entertainment department, why did I search around but didn’t see you. Where are you? Didn’t you report back to the agency for the interview outside today?”
I heard that Liu Tao was just here to find someone, and the blood from the beating I had just lost was more than half, and I said sullenly: "I was injured a little, and it is not convenient to go to the newspaper office these days, I want to talk to the editor The teacher said that the manuscript and photos will be passed on to her later, and then I will ask for a two-day leave."
"Injured?" Liu Tao's voice was full of worry, "Is it a traffic accident? Is it serious? Where are you, is it convenient for me to visit you?"
Liu Tao's genuine concern cheered me up again, and I quickly said, "It's not an accident, I just twisted my foot accidentally... well, I twisted my foot, it's not serious at all, it's just a little inconvenient to walk. , if there is nothing necessary to go to the newspaper office, I will take care of it for a few days, and I can go to work without affecting my walking, so you don't need to look at me."
"Oh, then you should pay attention to rest." Liu Tao seemed to want to say something, but after a short pause, he said: "Momo, Sister Xiaoxiao is here, you can tell her yourself."
Sister Xiaoxiao is my new editor in the entertainment department. She is about the same age as Liu Tao. She has also been an editor for seven or eight years at the newspaper. She is very easy-going and loving. Hearing she answered the phone, I immediately said: "Mr. Wu, I'm Du Mo. I sprained my ankle. It's not convenient to move these days. I will send you the manuscript on time. Do you think I can ask for a few days off? "
"Hey, poor baby, then you have a good rest. Write the manuscript carefully, and our director specially told me that this time the revision of the entertainment department is all about your strong appearance in this interview. You must be the best and arrest people eyeball."
After taking leave with Wu Xiaoxiao, I felt a little more at ease, opened my notebook and started writing.
Writing an exclusive interview with a gossip-filled character is really easy for me. Even if I am writing an article about Cheng Hua, it is much easier to deal with than an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. Because it does not involve any viewpoints and theories, many places can still be developed subjectively, which makes me very comfortable. In just over two hours, the manuscript of seven or eight thousand words has already been released eloquently.
Putting the already hot notebook aside, I felt that this half-lying half-sitting posture had already made my butt numb and my waist a little sore. I tried to move my lower leg, but it still hurt, but it wasn't too painful, so I carefully got down and prepared to move.
The injured foot still couldn't bear the weight, and when it hit the ground, it hurt so much that I twitched, so I chose to hop around the room with one foot in a small area for a while. It was probably because my bouncing sound was a bit loud. When I had just hopped half a circle around the bed, Cheng Hua opened the door and came in. When she saw me, she had a look of complete disapproval on her face, "Momo, what do you want?" I'll get it for you, what are you doing on your own?"
"I don't want anything, but my legs are numb from lying down. By the way, Cheng Hua, just right, I finished the manuscript, but I haven't proofread the typos yet. You should go through what is wrong first. If there are any typos, just correct them for me. " I was just about to jump up to the bed to get Cheng Hua's computer, but he came over to help me and said, "You just lie down, don't jump around, you don't want to fall when you turn around." .”
"I can't just lie down all the time, my head hurts." I protested, he listened, smiled at me strangely, picked up the computer and said, "Well, I will find a way."
Two minutes later, I knew what he had come up with, and he pushed a wheelchair over.
I looked at the wheelchair in front of me with embarrassment, not to mention, I really felt a little eager to try. Although he did this obviously to bury me as a disabled person, but I have always liked to try new things, and I have never sat in a wheelchair since I grew up. Seeing me happily sitting in the wheelchair, groping here and there, and then turning back and forth, Cheng Hua's expression seemed a bit frustrated, and I knew he was disappointed that he didn't play tricks on me.
This is a small wheelchair. The concept of a small wheelchair is not as majestic as the standard wheelchair, but the biggest disadvantage is that it cannot turn the wheels by itself. Its wheels are very small, and there is no place for hand turning. Fortunately, I am only a disabled person with partially incomplete limbs, and I have a good leg that can move as before. I use my good leg to slide on the ground, although it is largely I lost the sense of use of the wheelchair itself, but the feeling of a wheel under the buttocks taking me around still made me feel quite fresh.
Cheng Hua was very dissatisfied when he saw that I was able to wander around by myself without him, and said with a bit of malice, "You will easily lose your balance and fall if you move like this." I really almost broke out, I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat, I managed to stabilize, turned around and gave the person who cursed me a fierce look.
He looked at me with a smile and said: "I'll read the manuscript for a while, and I'll recommend you to visit my room later. You should eat something first, there is food on the table next to it, it's still warm."
When he said that, I really felt hungry. I took two steps carefully to the dining table, opened the heat preservation cover, and the plate was really full of my favorite dishes. The more I ate, the more satisfied I was, and I couldn't help looking at Cheng Hua who was reviewing the manuscript.
I haven't seen him for more than a year, but this unlucky kid seems to have grown up, at least when I was a disabled person, he showed a good gentleman's demeanor. From last night until now, it is undeniable that he has really taken good care of me. I am the most objective and fair person. It is a bad thing that he is bad, but I will never deny that a bad person has the right to progress.
After eating, I leaned back in the wheelchair to burp contentedly, and suddenly thought of it and asked, "By the way, Cheng Hua, you are a healthy person, why do you have a wheelchair at home?"
He looked up at me, and said calmly: "During the filming of a martial arts scene last year, Diao Weiya had a problem, and his leg was broken in several places. Later, I bought it for convenience when I was discharged from the hospital and recuperated at home."
I bit my lip, suddenly speechless.
Under the appearance of stardom, who would know who would actually be offended. Cheng Hua is such a pampered child, even if his finger was cut when he was a child, Aunt Yue could ask the teacher for three days off from homework. Now that he has suffered such a serious injury for acting, even though he is a terrible person, I have to admit that he has done a good job in terms of professionalism. I began to hesitate a little. Talked too badly about him.
After half an hour, I start to review all my previous well-meaning thoughts.
But after getting Cheng Hua to be so good, I started to waver. I really don't know if it hurt my hips or my brain.
In fact, after all, what's so good about it? If he hadn't suddenly approached me like a pervert, how could I have been hurt? How could he suffer this crime? How can I think he has changed for the better? Why do I think he still has advantages
A Weibo expert once said well that if you love someone, you probably won’t love everything about him, but if you hate someone, you will definitely hate everything about him.
How could I not hate everything about him outright? How could I be half-willed to think maybe our relationship would improve? How could I be bewitched by my mother, and once suspected that this girl might have a little affection for me
When Cheng Hua changed my manuscript beyond recognition and returned it to me, I condemned myself with grief and indignation, and almost jumped up and kicked him with both legs.
"Where's my original manuscript?"
"This is your original manuscript!"
"Fart, I didn't write it like this at all. If you want to change it, you won't open another one? After you have done this change on my manuscript, I can't recover it even if I want to."
"Why do you need to restore it? If you want to post it, you will find it here. I haven't changed much, just corrected a few of your input errors."
"Your sister, you call it correcting my typing mistakes. I asked you to correct most of my manuscripts. Then I'm still writing. You might as well write your own autobiography and post it."
I took the computer and used all kinds of recovery, searching for temporary files, undoing input and other options, but I could no longer find the previous draft. Just when I was in a hurry, the editor called: "Momo, do you have a first draft now? The director I pay special attention to your manuscript, although it will be published in the newspaper the day after tomorrow, but I still want to read the first draft today. I plan to publish an advertisement for the entertainment version in tomorrow's newspaper, and post the title, highlights and pictures of this article."
I scratched my head anxiously, and said to the phone: "Okay, Teacher Wu, half an hour, I will pass it to you in half an hour."
Filled with anger, I revised the manuscript again. Because of the anger in my heart, my words may be a little bit sharper than before, and because of this angry attitude, I actually finished it smoothly within half an hour.
After I passed the manuscript to Sister Xiaoxiao, I gave Cheng Hua a hard look, "Cheng Hua, I said you acted like a gentleman this day, just to let me say something nice about you in the manuscript. In the future, if you have something to say, don’t come here. If you tell me directly, I can really praise you like a flower. The more you are like this, the less I will write good things. As long as we The editor has approved it, and it will be published in the newspaper tomorrow, if you don’t like it, you can sue me!”
To be honest, I really hate other people to change my manuscript, especially the one that I feel pretty good about myself, unless Liu Tao helped me to correct it from his professional point of view. Not happy, let alone let a layman change my manuscript into a mess without my permission.
Cheng Hua looked at me with innocent eyes, "Momo, it doesn't matter how you write about me, I just think that what you wrote just now has a bad influence on your newspaper. But as long as you are happy, let your newspaper office go to hell. "
I was amused by him, "Cheng Hua, you really have something to say."
Cheng Hua ignored my ridicule, and put on the affectionate expression of the night before and said to me: "Momo, why don't you believe me? As long as you feel happy, you can let me do whatever you want."
"Okay, let's have a look." I said casually.
Cheng Hua glanced at me with a half-smile, and said, "Okay, but there's nothing ready-made right now. Why don't you make some, and I'll eat it hot."
As soon as I choked, I couldn't keep up with the chatter.
Fortunately, the doorbell rang at this moment, and we ended this disgusting topic.
I wondered if I should dodge Cheng Hua's visitor, so I slid my wheelchair on one leg before turning around and walking towards the bedroom. Cheng Hua had already opened the door to bring the guest in. The visitor introduced: "Momo, this is my manager Weijie."
"Sister Wei, this is what I always tell you, my childhood sweetheart, Du Mo."