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I came to the foot of the mountain early in the morning and did not get on the driver's bus.

During the rain, Xiaoyu got on the bus. I told Xiaoyu that I would go up later when I had some things to do.

I was waiting for the reporter at the foot of the mountain. After two phone calls, I saw a female reporter with heavy glasses.

I chatted with the female reporter at the foot of the mountain for a long time until the bus appeared in front of us again.

But this is not the whole hour, and it will take a long time before the departure.

When I stepped forward and asked the bus driver for an affair, the bus driver who knew that there were few people on weekdays was soft-hearted. It took me a lot of time to take the female reporter and I to the mental hospital.

Xiaoyu was waiting for me in the old place and greeted the female reporter to wait for me for a few minutes. I ran to Xiaoyu and handed my mobile phone and charging treasure to Xiaoyu for her self-study.

Xiaoyu took the phone and looked at it consciously, then hungry and then took the female reporter into the mental hospital.

"It is now time to formally interview." I said.

"Understood, but I have almost finished the interview with you before. Now I only need to find a few of your usual colleagues and ask them about your performance and views." The female reporter said.

Not far away, a familiar doctor came over with a smile and said, "Why? Need an interview?"

This doctor was the one who asked me to line up that day.

I pulled the doctor and said, "Brother, do me a favor."

In fact, a few days ago, I started talking about the things I did to make up for credits in the cafeteria. Almost every doctor and nurse has indicated that they are willing to cooperate with me, and when the reporters interview, they can ask them to help them to say good things.

One of them seems to be the doctor, which just happens to be useful at this time.

"Hello, are you?" Said the female reporter.

"I am the attending physician here, the English name is Qiao Ke." The doctor said with a smile.

"Hello doctor, how do you think about Luqiao coming to the hospital as a free volunteer? There is also the trouble that you stand closer, I need to take a picture." The female reporter said with a smile, her hands grabbed the SLR camera hanging around her neck .

The doctor smiled and hugged me and said, "It's good, we can have college students come to experience volunteer work here. Help us share the workload, and enrich the extracurricular life of college students ... (balabala) ... (I'm nagging and nagging) Anyway, I have said so much, I just want to say that this is a win-win attitude. I also hope that more and more college students can join in and do more things that are meaningful to society and the country. . "

This paragraph came down, as if I was prepared early and surprised me.

The doctor whispered in my ear and said, "How is it? I prepared for a long time. When I was in college, I was an announcer at a university radio station."

"Great," I said bitterly.

"That reporter, if I can, I can say it again. Do you not need to record it? Last TV or something? I can give you the manuscript if you want it. Will the video be opened and I will repeat it again?" Doctor Said quickly.

My brows were slightly frowning, and I was the one who wanted to be on TV.

"Good enough, I remember probably. We are just newspapers, not TV news. This is good enough, thank you, really thank you." The female reporter shrugged helplessly.

"Is it done?" I said with a smile.

"Come out with me, and tell me how to go down the mountain." The female reporter said.

"Okay." I let go of the doctor's hand and led the reporter out of the door of the mental hospital.

The female reporter looked at the information at hand and said, "It's pretty good. I still have some news to interview in the afternoon. So I'm sorry, I'll add it in other areas. Thank you for helping us provide a good news for the daily newspaper. , I will contact you again for follow-up matters. "

"The waiting room is in front of the bus, but it leaves every half-hour. Did you just say thank you for posting the news to you? I mean if I have better news, will I be able to submit to you again." I Said.

The female reporter frowned slightly and said, "Why? Do you have any amazing first-hand information about this hospital?"

Seeing that the female reporter in front of me was actually interested, I said with a smile: "We have a mathematical genius here, which can throw any number of objects visible to the naked eye into the air. Before the object hits the ground, it is clear how many objects are.

"How amazing?" The female reporter smiled, and she was as cold as before.

"And she also has a stunt, she can also be a lottery draw box. When the machine starts to rotate, you can know the number on the ball that comes out next. The most important thing is that this person is still a child. This year Just twelve years old, right here. "I said.

"Twelve years old? Little kid? Wouldn't it be the little girl you just chatted with for a while." Said the female reporter.

I nodded my head and said, "Yes."

"It's like this, I'm very interested. But after all, I'm just a news newspaper. If you go to a variety show, it will be more powerful than my report. If you just told me the truth, I want to see it for myself .. I really have a few friends working on the TV station, if these are true, I will be happy to contact you. "The female reporter said.

I smiled, and understood that the cover was on. Quickly said: "I can take you to see the rain now."

. . . . . .

That day the female reporter pushed away all the arrangements for the afternoon.

He stayed in the psychiatric hospital until six o'clock in the evening, and stopped until Xiaoyu asked to go home.

From noon to night, Xiaoyu almost refreshed the worldview of female reporters.

Time and time again, the female reporter was dumbfounded and even asked: "Xiao Yu, is your eye seeing things much slower than normal people."

In fact, I have long wanted to ask Xiaoyu.

But Xiaoyu just smiled and said, "It should be the same."

. . . . . .

That evening I sent Xiao Yu back home. Afterwards, the female reporter took my hand and thanked her for a few steps.

He said that the next day he would send someone to come here to do a survey and wanted to give the little girl a chance to go to the public.

I just smiled and talked to the female reporter in detail about Xiaoyu's personality habits, but the parents did not mention anything about it.

The next day, the female reporter really brought a few friends over to perform another afternoon haunting the light rain.

On the third and fourth days, there were more and more reporters. A variety of private cars appeared in front of the mental hospital.

On the fifth day, a luxury car appeared at the entrance of the psychiatric hospital.

On the sixth day, I was also planning to give Xiaoyu a mobile phone. But she found that she already has a macbook, which seems to be the latest version of the top.

My role seems to have come to an end. I do n’t know if I ’m doing it right or wrong.

But Xiaoyu's learning environment has improved, at least it seems to be.

Seventh and eighth days. The original mental hospital garden actually transformed a small space for light rain. So that she can study with peace of mind, tables and chairs are readily available.

I do n’t know what happened afterwards, because my month of volunteer work has arrived.

I received the pay slip and said goodbye to the dean.

Before I left, I said, "Chief, won't the money earned by Xiao Yu's performances be used to build a mental hospital?"

The Dean's expression was somewhat elusive and said: "The money was earned by Xiao Yu, and of course belongs to Xiao Yu. The money will be the money for studying abroad in the future. Thank you for your care this month."

When I knew that the Dean would not disturb the money that Xiaoyu earned, I was relieved. The genius should not be buried, and it seems that making money to study abroad is the best choice.

After doing this, I also returned to my life.

He is about to start his senior year and embrace college time.

To be continued ~

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