Chapter 70: Jiaojiao is spoiled by the rough man

"Even if you are not hungry, you still have to eat. You do so much work in the fields every day. If you don't eat, your body may not be able to hold on." Seeing that Su Wanwan stopped talking, Zhong Qingqing quickly turned around and asked Xu Yan with concern.

"I know what's going on." Xu Yan responded to Zhong Qingqing indifferently, his face still expressionless. He leaned against the door frame of the radio station, waiting for everyone to finish broadcasting.

"Miss Zhong, do you still want to broadcast it?"

Zhong Qingqing was still trying to find something to say to Xu Yan, asking him to pay more attention to herself, but the young man who had finished broadcasting suddenly reminded her.

There were still several pages of contemporary quotations left on the table. Zhong Qingqing selected the longest paragraph from one of the pages and slowly put her lips close to the microphone.

I thought that as an educated youth who went to the countryside, my cultural level would naturally be much higher than that of the young people in the village, and I would be more than capable of reciting these quotations of the times. However, after reading the first two lines, Zhong Qingqing's face changed.

How could Su Wanwan quote such a complicated poem in the Quotations of the Times? There were many words in it that she didn't recognize!

Although there were many unfamiliar characters in the poem and it was difficult to read, it had already been selected, so Zhong Qingqing could only grit her teeth and continue reading.

When she came across unfamiliar characters, she had to read the half of the radicals she knew.

The whole passage is discontinuous, and apart from the gentle voice, it is full of stumbling and there is nothing to fault with it.

"Ms. Zhong, among all the people who read the propaganda slogans at our radio station, you are the one who makes the most spelling mistakes." Su Wanwan said at the door while trying hard to suppress her laughter.

Just now, seeing that Zhong Qingqing came all the way to the radio station to broadcast the Quotations of the Times in order to get close to Xu Yan, Su Wanwan deliberately used a little trick and put the most complicated content she had written in the radio script into the Quotations of the Times script.

It was expected that Zhong Qingqing would want to stay in the radio station for a while longer, so she would naturally choose the paragraph with the most words.

As expected.

"I heard that the quotations recorded by others were all in vernacular Chinese, but why are all the quotations in my manuscript in classical Chinese? Does Miss Su have any opinion about me?"

As soon as Zhong Qingqing finished broadcasting, Su Wanwan turned off the device as usual.

"No, there are so many quotations on the table, but you picked this one. Can you blame me?" After glancing at her casually, Su Wanwan walked out.

Although she was about to lose her temper due to Su Wanwan's words and actions, Zhong Qingqing still held back her anger because of Xu Yan's presence. She took two deep breaths and returned to her usual gentleness: "Third brother, the recording at the radio station is done. Let's go together. You can go back and have something to eat before going to the field."

"I just promised to copy something." Xu Yan leaned against the door frame of the radio station without moving.

"Ah... I'll wait for you then."

"What are you waiting for me to do?"

Without giving Zhong Qingqing any face, Xu Yan walked towards the radio station after he finished speaking.

Su Wanwan could hardly hold back her laughter.

Can't you see such a clear rejection? Does Zhong Qingqing have to hang herself on this tree?

After making such a big fool of herself in front of Su Wanwan, Zhong Qingqing subconsciously bit her lip.

No, she must make Xu Yan pay attention to her today!

Since Zhong Qingqing was present, Su Wanwan had to temporarily let Xu Yan copy the manuscript from the booklet.

"I have finished reading today's broadcast. You can go back now."

Seeing Zhong Qingqing hesitated at the door and leaned against the door frame with a strange movement, peeking into the room, Su Wanwan said in a light tone.

"My foot seems to be a little uncomfortable." As she said this, Zhong Qingqing bent down and held her ankle to check it, as if it was really injured.

"You work at the village clinic. If you feel unwell, go back and ask the doctor to check you out."

Knowing that Zhong Qingqing was most likely pretending, Su Wanwan did not expose her and let her act out. After saying this casually, she walked to the desk in the radio station.

"Do you want to copy down this whole paragraph?"

Holding a pencil, Xu Yan had already written a few lines of elegant words on the manuscript paper in front of him.

"Yes, even though the broadcasting time is not long every day, the scripts have to be written word by word and they have to be interesting." The villagers only know that the broadcasts at the radio station have become interesting, but they don't know how much effort she has put in behind the scenes. In order to get the recognition from Secretary Wang, she has lost countless brain cells just by making these boring scripts humorous.

Now that someone finally cares about her, Su Wanwan complained casually.

"This workload is too heavy. Writing so many words hurts my hands." Xu Yan tilted his head slightly to look at Su Wanwan's wry smile, pursed his lips and lowered his voice: "Next time I'll find you some story books on this subject. You can just make some minor changes and read them."

Does Xu Yan still have this ability?

Su Wanwan looked towards the door unconsciously. Xu Yan’s abilities were getting better and better, he could even find storybooks.

"Has Secretary Wang talked to you about the last incident?"

Su Wanwan changed the subject.

Zhong Qingqing, who was standing far away from the door, could only hear the two people inside talking, but couldn't hear clearly what they were saying.

She gritted her teeth secretly, stared at the back of her right foot, and fell into deep thought.

What a great Su Wanwan! She started to get close to Yan Wenxuan in the village. Knowing that Yan Wenxuan was actually a coward, she inexplicably started talking to Xu Yan. She was simply relying on the fact that she was the daughter of the village chief to have the best of both worlds!

But Xu Yan was willing to talk to her and ignored her!

"Yes, he came to talk to me alone."

Xu Yan copied the passages from the book at a very fast speed, and soon the entire sheet of paper in front of him was filled up.

Su Wanwan's original intention was not to ask him to copy the paragraph, but Zhong Qingqing at the door was reluctant to leave.

"Then how do you explain it? Didn't Secretary Wang ask you to confiscate the car?"

These days, Su Yang always goes out early and comes back late. He goes to the village committee before the rooster crows in the morning. Although Su Wanwan did not ask him what he was busy with, from the rumors in the village, it should be almost certain. It seems that several people in the village committee are trying to find a way to deal with the matter of Xu Yan suddenly taking out a car.

In that era, public ownership was emphasized, and if Xu Yan couldn't explain the origin of the car, he would be in trouble.

"I have already explained that the car belongs to my friend. If they really want to investigate, they can go to the county to find my friend."

Looking at Xu Yan's calm expression, Su Wanwan had a lot of questions in her mind, but she couldn't open her mouth.

"Shua shua" he wrote a few more lines on the manuscript paper. Seeing that Su Wanwan did not reply to him, Xu Yan chuckled and said, "I do have a few friends in the county and the city. They help me with my business behind the scenes. If the time is right, I hope to introduce them to you."

Is Xu Yan explaining something to her with this sentence?

Su Wanwan suddenly felt her heartbeat quicken, and the thumping heartbeat seemed to be about to jump out of her chest. She was so scared that she quickly and silently took a few steps back, but the heartbeat was still clearly audible.

"So...are you free tonight?"

Seeing this, Zhong Qingqing at the door seemed to have no intention of leaving. She made up her mind to wait for Xu Yan to finish copying the manuscript before leaving together.