Before Ma Huiyu called back from the square, I saw a white van parked in front of the restaurant, and then two people got out of the car.

Walking in front was a reporter-looking man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, holding a large microphone in his hand. Walking behind was a cameraman with a flat expression, carrying a camera on his shoulder like an anti-tank missile.

Come on, isn't this Zhao Yao, a special reporter from Dongshan News Station? Why is he here again? I'm sorry he is the only reporter in Dongshan City.

"Xiao Wang, Xiao Wang, go quickly." Zhao Yao opened the glass door of the restaurant and called to the cameraman behind him.

"It's all thanks to my keen sense of smell that I can stay ahead of other colleagues. We must get first-hand news."

When he saw the reporters and cameramen, Officer Ma frowned: He was afraid of what happened. The police chief told him not to alert the media, but in the end some media smelled the fishy smell and came over.

The policeman Xiao Zhang who was standing to collect evidence was very conspicuous. Zhao Yao immediately found our table. He handed the microphone to Xiao Zhang and asked in a host tone:

"Excuse me, everyone here is involved in the incident of stopping a car to rescue a dog that happened on the Daguang Expressway today. Comrade police, are you handling it, right?"

Xiao Zhang didn't have much experience in dealing with the media, so he said: "The director said, we don't call it handling, we call it mediation, and Officer Ma is the main mediator. I'm just standing here videotaping evidence."

"Okay, comrade policeman, thank you for your hard work." Zhao Yao patted Xiao Zhang's shoulder. His pretending to be affectionate made Xiao Zhang quite uncomfortable.

Zhao Yao then swept his eyes and quickly located Officer Ma in plainclothes. Among the 6 people present, he was the only one who fit the image of a police officer.

"Officer Ma." Zhao Yao handed over the microphone, "I am Zhao Yao, a special reporter from Dongshan News Station. I am here to cover this incident of stopping a car to rescue a dog. From the police's standpoint, what do you think of the behavior of the volunteers? What do you think?"

Officer Ma was irritable due to lack of sleep and saw the media he didn't want to see, so he casually said: "It's boring..."

"What..." Mrs. Xu across the street couldn't sit still, "We stopped evil people from killing people, and you, the policeman, actually said we were boring. Do you have any conscience?"

Zhao Yao immediately changed the target of his attention to Mrs. Xu: "May I ask this volunteer, what do you think of the police's indifference to the killing of pet dogs?"

Officer Ma slammed the table in anger: "Those are not pet dogs, they are meat dogs that are legally bred, transported legally, and will be slaughtered legally in the future."

Mrs. Xu said angrily: "Slaughter has never been legal. You are a policeman who is inhumane. I heard that your anti-drug police often use police dogs to detect drugs. The drug-detecting dogs are German blackbacks. Dogs are your colleagues. You actually sit back and watch your colleagues." Being killed without even frowning is so cruel and ruthless..."

"I completely agree with your opinion." Zhao Yao nodded to Mrs. Xu and immediately rushed to Officer Ma. The microphone almost touched the tip of Officer Ma's nose. "Excuse me, what will you do after the German Blackback as a police dog retires?" Do you want to make it into a dog meat hotpot and eat it?"

"Who would eat a police dog?" Officer Ma was no longer calm. He forced himself to explain: "Although I have never been a police dog trainer, and I am not the person in charge of police dogs in the team, I still have feelings for working together. Retired police dogs are, in principle, provided for retirement, or they can be adopted by ordinary citizens who meet the requirements. Of course, the person in charge, that is, the dog handler, has priority for adoption. After all, police dogs are still closest to their owners..."

"Narrow." Mrs. Xu commented, "You don't eat police dogs, but you can sit back and watch other dogs being eaten. How do you say that, oh, you are a narrow-minded nationalist."

"Puff", I couldn't help laughing. There is a special sense of joy in using the sacred and solemn word "nation" on dogs.

"Officer Ma, what is your nationality?" Zhao Yao asked quickly.

"The Han nationality written on my ID card...Hey, you asked me what the meaning of ethnicity is."

"It makes sense. Since you are a narrow-minded nationalist, could it be that you are a believer in the legendary 'Han chauvinism' and insist on being 'Han-oriented' in everything and oppressing other ethnic minorities, such as me?"

Officer Ma's nose was almost crooked with anger, "When did I bully you, and where are you from an ethnic minority?"

"My mother is Manchu." Zhao Yao replied without changing his face, "So I am also a minority. On behalf of the 55 ethnic minorities other than the Han nationality, I would like to ask you a question: When did your narrow Han nationalism form? "

"What the hell..." Officer Ma opened his mouth and wanted to curse, but considering that there was a camera pointed at him, he reluctantly held back.

"Hey, reporter, are you going a little off topic?" Mrs. Xu, who had never seen Zhao Yao's usual style, frowned strangely, "Aren't you here to cover the incident of stopping a car to rescue a dog?"

"Yes." Zhao Yao changed the topic without revealing any trace, "Officer Ma, as a Han nationalist, do you think that the Pekingese dogs bred by the Han people are the best dogs in the world?"

"Jingba was cultivated by the Empress Dowager Cixi, but you are the Manchus."

"A kind reminder, I am only half Manchu, and the other half comes from my Han father, so I can represent not only the 55 ethnic minorities other than the Han, but also the Han. If you call me a Manchu, is that right? Correct."

Your sister, why don’t you just say that you can represent 56 ethnic groups? The people of the whole country are represented by you.

"I'm sorry, the Pekingese was not bred by the Empress Dowager Cixi." The monitor couldn't help but interjected, "Although there is such misinformation in the society, starting from the time of Qin Shihuang, the Pekingese was a dog exclusively for the palace. After the death of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, They will also use this kind of dog to accompany them to burial..."

"Oh, Shusha, you know so much." Mrs. Xu happily praised, "As expected of a dog lover, I like you more and more."

The Zeng brothers have rarely spoken since reporters arrived, because ordinary reporters often favor volunteers and attack dog dealers. Zeng Laoliu only agreed when Officer Ma said, "Legal breeding and legal transportation." The sentence "We are doing a legal business." was covered up by Mrs. Xu's subsequent words.

"What, the emperor of the Tang Dynasty was buried with a Jingba." The half-drunk Boss Zeng lay on the table and raised his head drowsily, "Really, it's really not up to the mark. You should get a Tibetan Mastiff anyway."

When Zhao Yao heard the monitor take the initiative to speak, he immediately asked the cameraman to focus the camera on the monitor who was in the furthest seat. At the same time, he turned his waist at a 90-degree angle and tried his best to extend the microphone to the monitor's mouth.

"I would like to ask this young volunteer, considering your age, you are a student. What do you think about the upstarts who often raise Tibetan mastiffs and frequently hurt people?"

The squad leader blinked his eyes quickly, a little doubtful whether the other party was a real reporter. Mrs. Xu also yelled: "Who are you from? Why are you saying something here and there, digressing from the topic? This is not your way... "

Zhao Yao cleared his throat in embarrassment and asked the monitor again: "Let's put aside the Tibetan Mastiff thing for now... Are you the campus beauty of your school?"

"No, it's not." The monitor blushed with embarrassment, never expecting that the other party would ask this question.

I think it's rare for Zhao Yao to have a good vision. School will start in more than 10 days, and the last grade three students have already graduated. Naturally, the school beauty has also graduated. If everyone is bored and chooses the new school beauty, If so, the squad leader has a high chance of being elected. I will vote for her anyway, but the squad leader herself doesn’t want to bear this ostentatious title.

"I don't believe it." Zhao Yao said, "If you are not a school beauty, unless you go to a film and television school that specializes in training actors."

"Yes, she is the school beauty of our school." I felt that I couldn't explain it to Zhao Yao anyway, so it wouldn't matter if I just admitted it. Anyway, in a few days, the monitor would really be secretly selected as the new school beauty.

"You..." The squad leader was quite annoyed that I was adding insult to injury, but in front of the camera, I was a sick person, so it was difficult for him to get angry with me.

Zhao Yao said "Oh" in sudden realization, and then turned his eyes to me, "The volunteer next to me should be the school beauty's classmate. Are you here to protect the school beauty and be the flower protector?"

Zhao Yao met me once before at the entrance of the Affiliated Hospital of the Special Education School, but I didn't talk to him, so he probably didn't have a deep impression of me.

"Absolutely." I replied casually, and then the monitor's face turned even redder.

Suddenly I looked down and saw the sunglasses hanging on the round collar of my T-shirt. I was shocked. I remembered that the reason why I wore sunglasses when I went out was because I was worried that I would be caught in the camera lens of the media and that my figure would appear in a TV show and be exposed by some people in "The Battle of Jinling". "The audience recognized it, causing trouble for myself and Brother Melancholy.

So he quickly picked up the sunglasses and put them on himself, and said solemnly: "When the interview program is broadcast, the faces of the interviewees should be coded. At least they should be coded on me and the school beauty. We must protect minors. .”

Zhao Yao nodded, "According to regulations, it is indeed necessary to code, but it is a pity that the school beauty's face should be coded. It's your face. If you don't ask for it, I will probably code you..."

What do you mean, are you saying that if my face appears on TV rashly, it will scare the children?

Seeing me put on my sunglasses, Zhao Yao didn't say anything. Maybe he thought that me taking the initiative to code would save some production time for the later stage of the program.

"That's right." I added after putting on my sunglasses, "This is an interview, don't talk nonsense, and don't reveal our names. We are not doing it to be on TV, let alone to be famous."

Although I didn't mention that my name was Ye Lin, the squad leader had just been called by Mrs. Xu's real name, and Zhao Yao, who had ears sharper than a rabbit, must have heard it long ago.

"Okay, I swear on my personal integrity that I will definitely protect the privacy of minors." Zhao Yao signaled the cameraman to keep filming, turned the microphone towards the squad leader, and said enthusiastically:
Chapter completed!