Reborn 1980: Being pinched and pampered by a rough soldier

"But recently, people in the hospital have been questioning why you were chosen for that translation task. If you did the broadcast, I think many of the doubts would be answered without any attack. This is also an opportunity for you to prove yourself."

It should be said or not, but this educated man spoke like Wen Zou Zou, and Meng Chun was really moved.

She smiled and said, "It sounds quite tempting."

Zhou Xufang's eyes lit up, and he continued to persuade, "Classmate Meng, I know you are a low-key person, but if you want to be a translator, you have to let everyone see you and know your abilities.

Xie Wanyu, who has graduated, was selected to work for the Ministry of Foreign Affairs at our radio station..."

Meng Chun was a little surprised. He thought of something and pretended to be distressed on his face: "But I don't have much free time, so I can't be always available."

"It's ok!"

Zhou Xufang immediately said: "You can do a broadcast once a week, and you don't have to be present during other meeting times. If you don't have time, you can do it once every two or three weeks."

Thinking about how many people in the radio station wanted to do a broadcast, they couldn't even get a chance to do it. Now that he was delivering it to their door, they had to see if they wanted it. Zhou Xu found it quite novel.

"Happy cooperation!"

Meng Chun was waiting for these words, and he immediately stretched out his hand. Zhou Xufang was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood that he had just been led away by the nose, and the end result would be good.

He smiled, shook his head and shook his hand, "It's a pleasure to cooperate."

It is indeed a cooperation. Meng Chun's joining can make their radio station more famous, and Meng Chun can also let her classmates in the school know her strength through broadcasting.

A win-win situation.

After talking about the business, Zhou Xufang said politely: "Shall I invite you out for a meal?"

"Farewell, it would be bad if people misunderstood me. After all, Mr. Zhou is a big celebrity in the school."

Meng Chun made a joke. Even though she had never heard of how popular the webmaster of the radio station was in school, when she saw her today, she just wanted to say: No wonder!

"I go first."

Zhou Xufang said quickly: "Classmate Meng, please come to the radio station tomorrow."

Meng Chun walked away and waved his hand to indicate that he understood.

Zhou Xufang exhaled. This classmate Meng Chun was different from what he imagined. He thought he was a rigid nerd.

Meng Chun went directly to the cafeteria to buy food and then returned to the dormitory. As soon as he reached the door of the dormitory, he heard sounds coming from inside.

"People are really different. I'm still memorizing words, but some people have already joined the circle. Hey, do you know, many people asked me today to find out if Meng Chun is from our dormitory."

Meng Chun opened the door, and three pairs of eyes in the dormitory looked over.

Cheng Hongju, who was chewing cucumber, closed her mouth instantly, almost choked, and quickly smiled.

"Meng Chun, you're back, do you, do you want to eat cucumber..."

As he spoke, he directly handed over the cucumber in his hand.

Meng Chun looked at the tooth marks on it and shook his head, "No, I'm coming back to stay for a few days. Please clean up the things on my bed and table as soon as possible."

She sent her luggage to the dormitory in the morning, but there was no one in the dormitory, so she had to put all her things on the balcony.

"I'll take care of it now, I'll take care of it now."

Wei Shuangying hurriedly ran over and picked up all the clothes she had scattered around. Many people in the class felt that Meng Chun had to go through the back door to accept such a translation task.

Just like this, Wei Shuangying became more and more afraid of Meng Chun. No matter how rich her family was, they couldn't let her work as a translator, but Meng Chun's family could!

She tidied up Meng Chun's position three times, "Meng Chun was all over the newspapers today, you are so awesome."

"I knew that this kind of translation job must be yours. Only you can do it!"

No matter what, just flatter him.

Meng Chun happily accepted, "Thank you."

Cheng Hongju was dumbfounded. Wei Shuangying usually ignored them, but was so aggressive towards Meng Chun. They were still not dealing with them just after school started.

What did she miss?

Meng Chun didn't talk much to people he didn't know very well. He packed his things silently in the dormitory, and Chen Yuan came to see her for dinner.

"You really live in the dormitory. I thought you were joking."

Meng Chun: "It's convenient to live in the dormitory. I've missed a lot of classes recently so I can catch up on them. Besides, I joined the radio station today, so I won't have to worry about running back and forth."

"what?!"

Chen Yuan exclaimed, "You joined the radio station? When the school started, they said that the radio station was the most strict in recruiting people. Hasn't it stopped recruiting new people now?"

Before Meng Chun could speak, Chen Yuan suddenly slapped her forehead.

"I remembered, the male classmate who just came to see you couldn't be the legendary Zhou Xufang."

Meng Chun nodded, "I made an agreement with Station Master Zhou to only go once a week."

"When the time comes when you make English broadcasts on the loudspeakers throughout the school, I think no one will say that you used the back door again."

Chen Yuan held Meng Chun's arm, looking proud.

"If Song Qingqing saw you going to the radio station, I really don't know what his expression would be like. His nose would be twisted with anger."

Meng Chun pursed her lips. Not to mention, she was also looking forward to Song Qingqing's expression.

After all, she held a grudge. Song Qingqing and others secretly spread rumors that she had an inappropriate relationship with Teacher Li, but she still remembered it.

After class the next day, she spoke to Chen Yuan and went to the radio station. The school took this radio station very seriously and opened a special floor in the activity building for the radio station.

When she arrived, people in the small conference room had already gathered and were waiting for the meeting. Meng Chun's original refusal was partly due to the endless meetings held at the radio station every day.

In the conference room, Zhou Xufang and Song Qingqing sat at the front.

Seeing Meng Chun coming, Zhou Xufang hurriedly greeted him: "Meng Chun, you are here. Sit wherever you want. This meeting is to welcome Meng Chun to join our radio station. Everyone is familiar with Meng Chun."

Of course she is no stranger. Even people who have never met Meng Chun have heard her name recently, and all of them have curious eyes on Meng Chun.

Meng Chun said calmly, "I am very happy to work with you all in the future. Please take care of me in the future."

Song Qingqing's face suddenly changed. Thinking of so many people, she forced a smile, took a deep breath, and lowered her voice, "Stationmaster Zhou, we are no longer recruiting new students. Why is Meng Chun here?"

"This is against the rules!"

"I'll tell you more in detail later. Meng Chun will be one of us from now on." Zhou Xufang replied in a low voice and took the lead in applauding.

"welcome!"

Others sparsely followed suit and clapped.

Zhou Xufang took this opportunity and said directly: "Today's six o'clock broadcast is free for classmate Meng Chun to broadcast."

As soon as he finished speaking, the conference room suddenly became quiet. You looked at me and I looked at you.

A soft voice suddenly sounded, "Broadcasters are all selected through training. Isn't this unfair to other people, Mr. Meng Chun?"

Furthermore, this is an English broadcast, not an ordinary broadcast. If something goes wrong, our entire radio station will be embarrassed.

I don’t mean to say anything bad about classmate Meng Chun, even if other students here have been training for so long, they shouldn’t be on a first-come, first-served basis..."

Song Qingqing's voice became lower and lower, and she was fighting for the injustice of other students both inside and outside her words.