Chapter 738

The reason why he is still working overtime in the office is not that he is not tired, but that he is not easy to take a picture of eating bananas today, and he has to publish it anyway.

Although the editor in chief looked down on the news, at least he gave him a small box and a link on the website.

I could have gone home to write, but I fell asleep a few days ago while typing at home. I knocked down my coffee cup and burned the computer motherboard. I have no time to repair these days.

The most important problem is that he has no money. He has to pay the rent, eat, buy cigarettes and wine, and have no extra money to buy computer accessories. Now I hope that the click through rate of this news can be higher, and the editor in chief can give a prize of tens of dollars.

Thinking about it, he knocked down the last button and submitted the news to the backstage for the responsible colleagues to handle when they took over.

He sighed. The dark office was quiet and dark. Only the orange lights of other buildings outside the window reflected in, which seemed remote and dim.

Tidy up your tie, rub your sour eyes, and drink the cold coffee.

Turn off the computer, cut off the power supply, lock the office door, and walk out of the office building.

He is like thousands of the same wandering soul, numbly floating in the city, floating to the place called home.

Fortunately, the season is not bad. In summer, even if the night is deep and the temperature is not low, he can drive back slowly.

Su Ming's perception of the chief editor is very complicated. He dislikes the snobbish and swearing words of the other party, but he is also grateful that he has not really expelled himself and that he can support his family at least with a basic salary every month.

But is there really a day to go on like this? The city is so big that ordinary people are just a statistic.

Su Ming is driving along the empty street with only dim lights. Looking at the colorful entertainment places on the opposite side of the road not far away, those who are well-dressed burst out laughing. He can only sigh with envy.

Keep driving down and go home to sleep.

"Poof... Poof..."

"Falk!"

The more anxious he was to go home, the worse his luck would be. His car was an old Ford with many hands. He just let out two strange farts and then broke down on the side of the road.

Su Ming was so angry that he hit the steering wheel with both hands and swore.

But it's not a vending machine. Two punches and a few kicks can get back to normal.

What's more, I don't know what's wrong with it. The air conditioner's vents are also emitting thick smoke, which instantly fills the whole cab.

"Cough... Cough..."

after struggling for a long time, Su Ming finally untied the seat belt, pushed the door open, and then lay prone on the roadside and coughed. His eyes, nose and trachea were burning and he felt dizzy and almost dead.

"Hahaha..."

those people across the road, standing in front of the luxury nightclub, burst into laughter. They saw the old car full of smoke at the first time, just like a fish tank filled with white fog.

After a while, another person came out with smoke wrapped around his body and fell down on the roadside, coughing constantly.

It's so interesting. It contributes to the boring night life.

No one is going to help him. All the people are just spectators watching the fun. People who drive this kind of broken car are poor at first, while those who see life miserable are more likely to have more comic effect.

They not only need to watch, but also take pictures of their mobile phones, send a tweet quickly, and earn a wave of likes from friends is the most important thing.

At this time, the car's hood suddenly lit up an open fire, instantly lit up all the faces.

"Whoa ~ ~!"

The crowd of onlookers was more excited, more people took out their mobile phones, and more people who heard the news ran out of various night entertainment places.

Su Ming felt the heat wave behind him, quickly climbed forward, turned to stand up, and watched his car burn more and more prosperous, heartache incomparable.

"Falk! ... fafafak! " Several steps, were forced back by the flame.

This is his only means of transportation, because the economy is not allowed, years of disrepair caused such a result.

But we have to get the diner out of the car, the SLR camera and the full set of lenses borrowed from the newspaper. That's not cheap at all.

But the fire was getting bigger and bigger. The hood had been scorched black, and the heat wave made him unable to get close to it. Even the onlookers consciously backed back a large circle to avoid being affected by the vehicle explosion.

I don't know why. Su Ming is very afraid of fire. His girlfriend often jokes that he doesn't even dare to use the oven.

In such a situation, he could do nothing but turn around in a hurry and ask for help.

There is no one to help. Metropolitan is the largest city in the United States. The people here are extremely indifferent. No one will interfere with other people's business.Maybe the older people may also have the excellent morality of the old times, but this street is an entertainment street. What kind of good people can there be who still haunt here in the middle of the night?

In addition to the rich second generation who are dizzy with alcohol and drugs, they are the gangsters who collect protection fees. If you expect these people to help, you'd better kneel down and pray and see if God is willing to rain?

When Su Ming was about to despair, two people burst in from the crowd. A man with glasses started to help Su Ming's car extinguish the fire with a hand-held fire extinguisher.

And another woman began to take photos, and took out a recording pen to interview passers-by. She was very excited.

A few minutes later, the fire went out and all the people who had no fun to see were dispersed.

The man took off his glasses, touched the sweat on his face with his shirt sleeve, walked to Su Ming by the side of the road with a smile and patted him on the shoulder.

"Slade? Why it is you? Did you get hurt? "

Su Ming is just afraid of the fire. After the flame goes out, his mood is much more stable: "I'm fine. Thank you, Clark."

"You're welcome. We're colleagues. Even if we're not colleagues, it's my duty to help someone on the way."

The strong man grabs Su Ming's arm and checks it before and after. It is sure that there is no problem before he looks at ease.

"They... Don't think so." Su Ming looked at the crowd leaving, each figure was almost carved out of the same mold.

Clark's smile also stiffened. He rubbed his hands, pulled Sumin into his car and helped him find the camera and lens bag from the smoke filled carriage.

Then he found out the trailer cable and hung the wreckage of Su Ming's car behind his car. Fortunately, the tire only burst two front wheels, which should be able to be towed back.

After all this, he also sat in the co pilot, opened the storage box, took out a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Su Ming: "they are not right like that. Helping others is a human understanding."

Su Ming in the back seat sighs. Instead of unscrewing the mineral water bottle, he first checks whether the camera and lens are damaged.

Fortunately, maybe because of Clark and Lois, it really brought some good luck. All these expensive gadgets are in good condition.

It's just that the backpack is a little dirty and covered with foam from the fire extinguisher.

He unscrewed the water bottle and took a few sips. He was about to talk to Clark when the driver's door opened and Louise came in with a smile on her face.

She suddenly saw fuming Su Ming and realized that it was wrong for her to smile like this. She immediately held back and blushed.

"I'm sorry, Slade. I just thought of a good news, a little excited." Louise held out her hand sympathetically and pressed the back of Su Ming's hand. "I'm sorry for your loss, too."

Su Ming didn't get angry because of these little things. After all, someone helped to rescue the camera.

"It doesn't matter. I'm a journalist, and I can understand that feeling." Clark kept staring at Louise's hand, which made Su Ming feel very uncomfortable. He pulled his hand back awkwardly and leaned against the back seat of the car: "can you talk about the news topic? I'm not laughing at me, are you? "

Louise's head shook, and her golden red hair spread out: "no, I've already figured out the news topic. It's" cars on the road are on fire, and the public are indifferent and watching. "What do you think? I want to condemn these apathetic people and put the social problems in front of everyone. "

Su Ming nodded, the title seems to have no problem: "just don't know if the editor in chief will pass."

"No problem. The editor in chief will pass everything I want to send." Louise turned around with a smile and started to start the car: "I am a journalist of the people's livelihood, not a paparazzi in the entertainment industry..."

Clark's face was lengthened, secretly winked at her and shook her head slightly. What Lois said about entertainment paparazzi was Slade...

Louise shrunk her neck and closed her mouth, and stopped talking.

Today, I met more than a dozen news reports in a row. They have been busy until now. Maybe she drank too much coffee. She was a little too excited. She just said something wrong and did something wrong.

I was really confused. Hey, she knocked on her head with her fist and looked at Su Ming from the reversing mirror apologetically.

Su Ming just smiles, which is nothing to be angry about. After all, what people say is the truth. He is indeed an entertainment paparazzi, or a street dog who has not found big news for years.

Being discriminated against has long been used to. The real successful paparazzi are the scandals of shooting big stars. They negotiate and extort a large amount of money in private, and immediately quit.

I have never heard of anyone who can win the Pulitzer Prize by reporting star affairs. Entertainment paparazzi is the bottom of the ranks of journalists.

However, although his reputation is not good, it is not a dream for him to become rich overnight, which is why Su Ming started his career.

I don't know if I have no family, but at least I don't have any savings. Besides, I'm an orphan. What else can I do except to bet on my fortune? Any other problem must be able to eat enough to consider!Clark felt his hair and changed the subject in view of the low air pressure in the car and asked where Su Ming lived. Louise drove him home first.

Su Ming is no longer polite. He gives out his rental address. The car turns to another direction. The two men also chat about football or horse racing. The atmosphere is gradually relaxed.

But then Louise, who was driving, seemed to think of something and suddenly asked, "Slade, is your car insured? If you didn't buy insurance, wouldn't it be burned... "

Clark began to wink again. Slade's family and colleagues knew something about it. How could they have the money to buy insurance?

Su Ming laughs and says nothing, just like a Bodhisattva in a temple. "..."

but in his heart, he has nicknamed Clark and Lewis as "brother and sister in the heart". Yes, a lover will eventually become brother and sister.

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