"Did you see where Brother Sen is?" a girl with long hair asked her companion while holding up a video camera.

Another short-haired girl stood on tiptoe and looked in front of the kiln entrance. It was a little far away and she couldn't see the face clearly.

They are Song Sen's fans and station sisters, and they came here to express their condolences when they learned that Song Sen had a hard time filming here.

During the filming, the program team temporarily blocked the road, so they could only climb up the hillside to find someone.

"Hey, brother Sen is here."

"Where is where?"

"The one wearing the hat."

Because there was not enough porcelain clay, Yi Heng took the guests to get it, and a few girls popped up halfway, and handed over the exquisitely packaged gifts without knowing what to say. The long-haired girl pointed the camera at him and clicked a few times.

After the filming, couldn't help but sigh with emotion, as expected of her, Brother Sen. Others are dirty when doing tasks, but Brother Sen is particularly dazzling among a group of clay figurines, with a brilliant temperament.

But after zooming in on the photo, she found something was wrong. He was not Brother Sen, but he looked too similar with a bamboo hat covering half of his face.

She panicked, she knew that there was only one person who had a fake Sen Ge's face.

A scum.

She raised her head slowly, just in time to meet the eyes of the scumbag.

And Song Sen was on the sidelines, watching helplessly as his senior station sister recognized the wrong person. She once said that they would recognize him even if he was turned into ashes. His handsome face was covered with porcelain clay and he couldn't see his expression, butOne can imagine the complicated mood at the moment.

The air froze for a moment.

Yi Heng felt that as long as he wasn't embarrassed, they would be the ones who were embarrassed.

The program team agreed to let them watch the filming on the sidelines. Anyway, it was a live broadcast, so there was no need to worry about spoilers. There is no harm in having one more person to promote.

Yi Heng introduced the complete kiln firing process. Today's line task is over, and the rest is for the guests to practice with the master, and he can go to rest.

When the long-haired girl saw him approaching, her complexion changed instantly, and she cursed "bad luck" in a low voice. They all turned around at the same time, as if using this method could make him feel ashamed, but seeing that Yi Heng didn't take them seriously, chatting and laughing with other people, but their brother Sen was sweating profusely, and the smoldering fire burned even more vigorously.

They gathered together, secretly plotting something, and then the short-haired girl walked over with a bottle of drink, and Yi Heng took it too.

The problem is, the two of them are still chatting.

The long-haired girl can't figure out what they have to talk about, they should be enemies who will be torn apart when they meet!

After a while, the short-haired girl came back and brought back the bottle of drink in question. Facing the questioning eyes of the sisters, she hesitated for a few seconds and explained, "I don't think he's that bad."

The long-haired girl asked angrily: "What kind of ecstasy soup did he give you? You betrayed in just a few minutes!"

The short-haired girl shrank her neck from her yelling, and said weakly: "When I got close, I told him that I was also going to take the public exam, and asked him if he could impart some experience. He generously taught me the experience and recommended some of hisI have used pretty good test questions, and said that I can ask him if I have any questions.”

"Liar, he must have lied to you! He can't be so kind!" The long-haired girl said firmly, and the others followed her.

The short-haired girl said, "But if he really has serious character problems, he won't be able to pass the political review."

The long-haired girl glanced over with displeasure, she lowered her head and shut her mouth, unable to resist the anger of the crowd alone, she dared not speak any more.

In fact, everyone knows that what she said makes sense, but those who don't want to hear it just don't want to hear it.

They lived in the same hotel as Yi Heng and the others, and observed them for several days.

The more you look at it, the more angry you are, it is simply treating them differently.

Brother Sen had to get up before dawn to shoot, but Yi Heng and the others could sleep in until nine o'clock.

Brother Sen came back from work every day as if he was fished out of the muddy water, but they went out in snow-white shirts and came back in snow-white shirts.

Brother Sen couldn't rest at night and had to cook by himself, but they disappeared at dusk!Who knows where he went to play?

Is this the attitude to get things done?!

As a representative of the sisters, the long-haired girl Roarhou approached the director and asked for an explanation, otherwise she would spread all the shady scenes on the Internet. With their combined numbers of tens of millions of fans, the show would be ruined as soon as it started broadcasting.

The director wiped his glasses calmly, gave her a sharp look, put them on, and said slowly, "Little girl, you can't judge things subjectively, you have to look at them comprehensively."

"We take a very comprehensive view. You are discriminating. Can civil servants enjoy privileges?! Please give us a reasonable explanation, otherwise we will report their dereliction of duty!"Not a little dark justice swan.

The director felt a little funny for no reason, and said, "Then listen carefully."

"They need to stay up late every night to discuss the plans for the next day, and sometimes even modify the details after four o'clock in the morning."

"Yi Heng does not appear on the screen on behalf of an individual, but on behalf of their unit. Only a good image can show good credibility. What is it like to be messy?"

"They have another mission this time. They have to take care of a large number of left-behind children in the local area. After participating in the mission here, they will go to school to tutor the children with their homework and do psychological dredging. Where did the dereliction of duty come from?"

"We didn't discriminate against anyone, but you guys decided that Yi Heng was negligent without asking about the situation. This is unfair to him. If you hinder our work again, we have to ask you to leave, understand?"

Every word the director said felt like a prick on her face, making her blush and unable to lift her head in shame, "I know, I know."

Yi Heng hardly saw them in the following days, and felt that they were hiding on purpose.

On the contrary, the short-haired girl came to them a few times before, asking about some experience of going ashore. The colleagues gave full play to the role of public servants and answered every question.

Occasionally, from the mouth of the little girl, there seems to be something wrong with Zhongyang. It seems that President Wu and Boss Hong have fallen out.Solve the trouble.

Yi Heng just laughed it off, saying that they deserved it.

The filming lasted for two weeks, during which Song Sen avoided Yi Heng until the last night when Yi Heng's door was knocked.

When he opened the door and saw who was coming, Yi Heng looked at him, smiled faintly, his eyes reflected the person's bewilderment, he guessed that Song Sen would come to him.

"Is there something wrong?"

Song Sen nodded and said, "A little bit, can I go in and talk about it?"

Yi Heng put one hand against the door frame, raised his chin, pointed at the diagonally diagonal monitor camera, and said, "If you have something to say, just finish it here. There is surveillance to prove it. If something goes wrong, don't blame me."

Song Sen said: "Brother, you are already ashore, we don't need to rob anymore, why do you have such hostility towards me?"

Yi Heng looked at him coldly, and said word by word: "Only when a person is almost bitten to death will he know how long his mind is always right."

It was obvious that he was connoting someone, Song Sen couldn't hold back his face, he clenched his fist, and after a while, the fist was handed to him, and he let go, a small USB was lying in the palm of his hand.

"What's inside?" Yi Heng was puzzled.

Song Sen, on the other hand, played tricks and said, "I'll find out in the future, and you will thank me."

After Song Sen left, Yi Heng immediately checked the contents of the USB flash drive, but the data was encrypted, and a professional was needed to decipher it.

He didn't think Song Sen would be kind enough, after all, he and Mr. Wu had always been at odds with each other, and this matter was quickly forgotten by him.

The next day, when finished filming and went back to the studio, when checked out at the front desk, heard the hotel owner muttering that the monitor was inexplicably turned off last night. Although was puzzled, didn't think much about it.

The bureau sent a car to pick them up, and after waiting for a long time, he only got the car he was familiar with. He often came to the company to pick up Song Sen, a related accountant, in the past.

Yi Heng didn't know until today that his immediate boss turned out to be the backer behind Song Sen.

Then why wasn't he wearing small shoes?Can you still get admitted?

When he was confused, his colleagues greeted him: "Xiao Yi, why are you in a daze? Get in the car, the director and director are waiting for us to go back and report."

Yi Heng turned his head to look for Song Sen in the crowd, but did not see him, and asked his colleagues, "Isn't this the chief's car?"

The colleague said: "It was originally the director's private car, but later it was used as a public car by the bureau for free."

Yi Heng said a word, then got into the car, and the car drove a certain distance, he accidentally glanced at the rearview mirror, and the disappeared Song Sen appeared in the rearview mirror, standing in the shadow of the eaves, with a dark and cold lookWatch them go away.

The task was successfully completed, the work was reported, and when it was time to get off work, the director came over with a smile and said that he would take them to the team building. The location was up to them. Everyone's enthusiasm was instantly ignited, and they all offered suggestions for the team building.

After talking about the off-duty time, they didn't decide on a location, so everyone went home to rest first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow. Unexpectedly, the next day came, and they were greeted with a bunch of new tasks.

Early in the morning, everyone is as sluggish as the morning glory at dusk. The only disadvantage of this unit is that it usually seems that there are not many things, but all the things accumulate and explode within a certain period of time, which is really exhausting.

The director comforted them: "Recently there is indeed a bit more official work, please persevere, and it will be fine after a while."

"By the way, Yi Heng, we still need to do a live broadcast of the program about Yao Town. You performed well last time, so this time it's up to you."

Under the sympathetic eyes of his colleagues, Yi Heng reluctantly accepted the task notice, pressing it heavily on the palm of his hand.

Although everyone always talks about being bad, they are always meticulous in their work, and they rush to complete the tasks before returning home from get off work.

The live broadcast task in hand is to cooperate with the local TV station. His partner is a professional anchor, and he must memorize the words by heart, and he must not show shame on the stage.

After his colleagues had left, he packed up his things and planned to take them home to practice his lyrics. At this time, the director walked to his station with a serious face and asked him to go with him. Someone wanted to see him.

Full of doubts, he followed the director to the office, opened the door, and a few eagle-eyed eyes shot at him. For a moment, his back felt chills, which may be due to his natural fear of a strong sense of justice.

He had never done anything illegal in his life, so why did he call the police?

Several police officers compared him with the information on the document, repeated several times, and asked, "You are Yi Heng, right?"

Yi Heng sat down stiffly opposite them, and answered honestly: "I am, what can I do?"

A policeman said: "Some time ago we received an anonymous report that someone was involved in a du. Are you the person who made the anonymous report?"