I was a rookie reporter in the 00s

Zhang Wanqing stood at the entrance of her bun shop, taking in the bustling scene before her, and couldn't help but sigh. She had thought she could relax this weekend and spend some time with her family. But who could have imagined that life, like a carefully choreographed comedy, always throws up unexpected surprises—or rather, shocks.

The bun shop is Zhang Wanqing's mother's masterpiece, a century-old business passed down through three generations. Zhang Wanqing grew up in this small shop, watching her mother rise every morning to knead the dough, wrap the fillings, and steam the buns, a job she never ceased to delight. She always felt that the bun shop was like a warm harbor, carrying the flavors of home and memories. But today, that harbor seems to have been overturned by a sudden storm.

The story begins yesterday. A popular online blogger visited the bun shop, hoping to grab a bite and snap a few photos. But as soon as she took a bite, her eyes lit up. It was a mixture of surprise and satisfaction, as if she had discovered a new world. The blogger immediately whipped out her phone and started snapping photos of the buns, muttering to herself, "Wow, these buns are so good! The skin is thin, the filling is huge, and the bite is full of juice. It's simply delicious!"

Zhang Wanqing's mother was busy greeting customers at the time. Seeing this scene, she just smiled. She didn't expect that this blogger would have such a great influence. As soon as the video was released, it immediately caused an uproar. Netizens left comments: "Which bun shop is this? I want to try it too!" "These buns look so tempting, my mouth is watering!" "Tell me the address quickly, I want to check in!"

So, early this morning, a long line formed outside the bun shop. People came from far and wide, hoping to taste the legendary "Internet celebrity buns." Zhang Wanqing looked at the scene and couldn't help but shake her head and smile wryly: "These days, a single word from an Internet celebrity is worth years of hard work for us."

"Wanqing, come help!" Zhang Wanqing's mother's voice called from inside, interrupting her thoughts. She hurried into the shop and saw her mother sweating profusely. Her father was also helping out. Although he was usually a gentle university professor, he was like a skilled waiter, skillfully handing buns to customers and collecting money. Her younger brother, Zhang Chen, was even busier. He had just been admitted to graduate school and should have been resting, but seeing how busy the family was, he volunteered to help.

"Wanqing, go to the door and maintain order so that people don't get squeezed." Mom gave instructions while she was busy making dumplings.

"Okay!" Zhang Wanqing responded and immediately walked to the door. She looked at the line of people, feeling both helpless and proud. After all, this was her own bun shop, and it was a good thing that so many people loved it.

Just then, Fu Siyuan and Li Wei arrived. They were Zhang Wanqing's colleagues and good friends. Fu Siyuan was a tall, thin, and handsome young man, always smiling and giving off a very easygoing vibe. Li Wei was a sturdy man who, despite having left the police force, still carried a sense of righteousness.

"Wanqing, this is a big deal!" Fu Siyuan said as he squeezed into the crowd.

"That's right. I'm almost too busy to handle it all." Zhang Wanqing said with a wry smile.

"Don't worry, we are here." Li Wei patted Zhang Wanqing's shoulder, his eyes showing determination.

"By the way, why are you here?" Zhang Wanqing asked curiously.

"Why else? Of course I'm here to help." Fu Siyuan laughed, "Besides, these buns are so delicious, it would be a big mistake not to try them."

"That's true." Zhang Wanqing couldn't help laughing.

Just then, a clear voice rang out: "Wanqing, I'm here to help too!" Zhang Wanqing turned around and saw that it was Lin Yue. She was Zhang Wanqing's colleague at the newspaper and also Li Wei's wife. Lin Yue was a lively and cheerful girl, always smiling, giving people a very friendly feeling.

"Lin Yue, why are you here too?" Zhang Wanqing asked in surprise.

"I heard your bun shop is very popular, so I came to take a look." Lin Yue said as he rolled up his sleeves. "Don't be fooled by my quiet appearance. I'm just as hardworking as you guys."

"That's great." Zhang Wanqing said happily, "With you guys here, I don't have to worry about being overwhelmed."

So, several people immediately threw themselves into the busy work. Zhang Wanqing maintained order at the door, Fu Siyuan and Li Wei helped pass out buns and collect money, and Lin Yue helped make buns in the kitchen. Although they were all newspaper reporters, they performed these tasks with great enthusiasm.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was already noon. The bun shop was still bustling, and the line showed no sign of shrinking. Zhang Wanqing stood at the door, taking in the bustling scene, feeling a sense of emotion. She hadn't expected a small bun shop to attract so much attention. Perhaps this was the taste of home, simple yet warm.

"Wanqing, are you tired?" Fu Siyuan's voice came from behind, interrupting Zhang Wanqing's thoughts.

"It's okay, just a little tired." Zhang Wanqing smiled slightly, "But seeing so many people like our buns, I'm still very happy."

"That's good." Fu Siyuan nodded. "By the way, I have an idea. How about we do a special report on the bun shop? This will not only attract more people, but also help promote your store."

"That's a good idea." Zhang Wanqing's eyes lit up. "But do you think the newspaper society would agree?"

"Don't worry, I'll talk to the editor-in-chief, it should be fine." Fu Siyuan said confidently.

"That's great," Zhang Wanqing said happily. "If this can be made into a special report, that would be fantastic."

"Don't be in a hurry, finish the work at hand first." Li Wei's voice came from the side, interrupting their conversation.

"That's right." Zhang Wanqing nodded, "We still have to finish the task at hand first."

So, the few of them continued to work. Although they were exhausted and sweating, everyone's face was filled with smiles. Perhaps this is the joy of life, although busy, it is full of warmth and hope.