Nian Botong sighed: "Have you ever thought that sometimes the media is not as fair as you think?"

"I thought that no one dares to say that all media are fair and selfless. We also know that there will be a very small number of media people who are not worthy of engaging in the media industry," Fang Xinghe said. "But I believe that most media are fair. I also believe that media that pays attention to education will not be bribed by public relations. I believe that our school is an open, fair, and inclusive modern and excellent university, and it will not disappoint us."

"What if you disappoint you then?" Nian Botong thought for a while, put down the newspaper, looked at her and said, "What can you do if your university disappoints you? Continue to express your injustice? What if you disappoint you even more? After all, not everything in this world will make you feel full of hope."

Fang Xinghe stared at him, "Are you giving me a vaccination? Let me prepare for failure?"

"No, I'm letting you know that many times, some things are useless to work hard."

"Things in school, students' affairs, and education matters must be useful!" Fang Xinghe said: "If such an important thing is useless and hard work, then what hope is there?"

Nian Botong closed his eyes, "Xinghe, I am not hitting you or saying depressed words. I just hope that you will make some concessions at the right time and will not harm you."

"I will give in to some things without you saying, but I can't give in to this matter." She said with a bulging face: "If I retreat, it is equivalent to pushing the girls who bravely stood on the stage into the abyss. They are already wronged. If I retreat, who else will think about them? If I am not the president of the Student Union, I don't know about this matter, but I am the president of the Student Union. I know about this matter, and I can't ignore it. I not only have to take care of it, but also to the end. Otherwise, I will not give death orders to the people of the External Relations Department, requiring them to find the media. Because only under the supervision of the media can the school react as quickly as possible, so as not to expand the situation and affect the reputation of the entire school. I don't want the reputation of the school to be destroyed by a few garbage teachers, but I don't want innocent students to live in such a depressing and difficult to get rid of for a long time, so no matter what, I have to take care of this matter."

She looked up at him and said angrily: "If you don't help me find the media, I've found the media. If you don't help me find it, you'll still say these sarcastic words when I find it. You dare to say it's not hitting me, but you're clearly hitting me. Why should I give in? If the school doesn't solve this problem, I can't give in. Anyway, I just have to take care of it." She snorted and stood up: "I don't want you to care about me, I know what I'm doing..."

She threw down the book in her hand, turned around to her room, and ignored Nian Botong, and knew she was very angry at first glance.

Nian Botong sat in place without moving, but just reached out to put down the newspaper, sighing helplessly. Didn’t she say that her rebellious period had passed earlier at this age? Why are she still so disobeying advice? She talked back ten times when she said something to her.

Nian Botong took his cell phone upstairs. He looked downstairs and called back: "Old Zhao, you can find a way to send out the manuscript. I don't understand the matters in education, but I know it must be a big deal and I can't be careless. Since you told me, it means you have considerations in this regard. I understand your situation. After all, it is such a big school, and it is not easy to put pressure on you. What I mean is that as long as you post it, I will solve the follow-up matters for you... If you really can't do it because of this, I will send you a news agency. You will publish whatever news you want, no one cares about... What kind of implication? If I do what I say, you just remember what I say... Your reporter dares to write it out, which means he is also a responsible young man. It suits your appetite so well, you will carry it with you..."

"Mr. Nian, this is what you said! You have to say something. The school has found someone and the other party called us and did not allow it to be sent. It really means that it will affect the reputation of the school. I hope it can be suppressed and the content is very novel. This is something I haven't seen before. For the first time, I think it should have a great response when I send it out... Then I really sent it? Mr. Nian, you should know that if I send it out, I may lose my position as the director..."

"A word is nine tripods." Nian Botong said: "You send it."

...

At noon on Saturday, at the dinner table, Fang Xinghe was frowned and lowered her head to eat. She was full of anger and felt that Nian Botong was the kind of person who didn't want to cause trouble. She was timid and afraid of trouble, and wanted to instigate her to learn from him, but she looked down on him. He was still in business, and she praised him every day for being an entrepreneur in the new era. Where is it?

When the aunt was serving the dishes, she glanced at Fang Xinghe: "Xinghe, why are you unhappy today? Did you quarrel with someone at school yesterday?"

"No, Auntie," Fang Xinghe grinned, and after laughing, he lowered his head and continued to eat with a tense face. After the meal, he didn't say anything. He turned around and went back to the house, saying the same words as Nian Bo.

Nian Botong looked up at her back and sighed. He couldn't get angry all night. Are he planning to get angry for several days?

After the meal, he felt so sad that he went over and knocked on the door.

The door did not open, but Fang Xinghe spoke: "Who?"

"I."

“It’s busy.”

"Open the door."

“Everyone says they are busy.”

"Starry, open the door."

A sound of footsteps came, Fang Xinghe went over to open the door, but only a crack was opened in the crack of the door. Fang Xinghe stood at the door, and asked with a tense face: "What are you doing?"

"Are you angry?" Nian Botong smiled gently at her: "I'll apologize to you."

Fang Xinghe turned his head and looked aside, deliberately making a sound: "Hmph!"

"I shouldn't say that, nor should I say despicable words to you. You are right. The school's affairs are a big deal. If no one cares about it, the school will become a place where never progress can not bring positive energy knowledge to students. I was wrong and I sincerely apologize to you. If I work hard, there will always be hope." He said, handing a newspaper in front of her: "The content published by Haizhou Daily today, congratulations, you have succeeded. I think the school will deal with this incident on Monday."

Fang Xinghe opened his eyes wide, took the newspaper and unfolded it. Sure enough, he saw a detailed report on "I want to say to you..." on the first page of Haizhou Daily. Fang Xinghe immediately looked at Nian Botong in surprise: "It's really published?! Then, that family in that province..."

"The same manuscript is used." Nian Botong said with a smile: "Congratulations to you, Xinghe."

Fang Xinghe suddenly said "Wow", she stepped forward, and the previous Nian Botong pounced on him, "Nian Botong..."

When Nian Botong saw her appearance, he was mentally prepared. He stretched out his arms to take over her. Unexpectedly, Fang Xinghe was about to pounce on him. Suddenly, the last time he was kicked, and an emergency brake came immediately. He screamed and controlled his body and did not move forward. It was considered as braked by the car.

She said, "Oh sorry, I didn't touch you, you can't kick my ass! Ah--"

Then I was scared and was frightened, and knocked the door with my backhand.

Nian Botong was locked outside the door, but his arms were still stretched out to meet her. Looking at the closed door and the sound of Fang Xinghe making in the room, he was glad that he didn't pounce on her, and he didn't know what kind of mood he should be.

He slowly lowered his arms, stood at the door for a while, and let out a breath for a while.

...

On the weekend, Fang Xinghe was going out to sketch with a camera. Nian Botong frowned and looked at her: "You're going out?"

Fang Xinghe stood at the door, put on his hat and put on his bag. When he heard what he said, he immediately pulled his face, took off his hat, threw down his bag, and sat on the sofa with his camera in his arms, sulking.

Nian Botong asked: "Isn't happy if you don't let you go out?"

"I would have loved Feng Hao." She fiddled with the camera and said in a silence: "If Feng Hao is here, he will definitely ride a bicycle to take me out..."

Nian Botong looked at her, "Are you blaming me for not taking you out to take photos like Feng Hao?"

"No." She denied, but her expressions on her face said it was just a blaming him for not taking her out.

Nian Bo didn't know what to say at the same time, so he looked outside, "Don't you mind the heat outside?"

Fang Xinghe pouted and muttered: "What are you afraid of when you are hot? I went out when it was the hottest. Now the temperature is just a little hot. It's almost the beginning of autumn. Where can I mess with it?"

Nian Botong looked at the time: "In this way, you are willing to go to the supermarket and I will take you out to take photos."

"Really?" Fang Xinghe looked up, obviously a little surprised that he suddenly became so fast, "You really took me out?"

"Yes." He nodded, "Are you worthy of me going to the supermarket?"

"Go!" Fang Xinghe immediately stood up.

Half an hour ago, Fang Xinghe rode on the back seat of a large electric bike, holding the camera in his hand, and shouted: "Old man, you went to the supermarket to buy an electric bike? In fact, the bicycle is also good, the bicycle is light and can be moved. The electric bike is bulky and difficult to move. However, the electric bike is fast, and you don't have to worry about urgent matters when it rains and winds. After thinking about it, it's better to have a battery bike!"

People ride electric bikes and they seem to be picking up goods, while they ride electric bikes and they seem to be showing off their handsomeness. When the same equipment comes to him, they can produce different effects. Hearing her talking behind her, Nian Botong responded: "Yes."

"Old man, I think it's great that you are here now. Take me out to take photos!" After Fang Xinghe said that, he hurried behind him, pressed his helmet on his head. When he saw a suitable view, he shouted: "Stop! Just there, I'm going there!"

When the car stopped, she took off her helmet and put on a hat, ran away.

Nian Botong stopped the car and followed behind, feeling that following her would require physical strength, otherwise she wouldn't be able to run around.

Fang Xinghe took the camera to take a look and looked for the angle. Nian Botong sat on the wooden chair next to her. She entered the scene with a beautiful face, which was as beautiful as a few lotus flowers in the river, absorbing all the pleasing and stillness that a beautiful man should have, like a static painting. Fang Xinghe didn't find the angle he wanted, and turned around and saw Nian Botong sitting on a chair waiting for her quietly. She raised the camera, changed the angle, found a direction, and took a picture with a "click".
Chapter completed!