It turns out that heartbreak is a verb, not an adjective.

\tAt this time, Yan Jiucheng felt that his heart was broken, broken into powder, floating in this foreign war zone.

\tWhat if she is gone?

\tIn fact, although Gu Miqing is in such a dangerous situation, before he heard the explosion, Yan Jiucheng felt that she would not die. How could she die? Such a beautiful, strong and smart woman should not even have to pull her shit, so how could she die?

\t Gu Miqing in his mind was so perfect and cute. Although she was so serious and even fierce every time, Yan Jiucheng noticed that when she took a photo in front of the mirror, the shyness of a girl and the look of secretly happy when she was holding a doll in her palm.

\tAfter all, she is just a young girl.

\tA girl of the same age as her will go out to watch movies, go shopping, fall in love, and play games, but she will always wear training clothes and hand over all her time to the cold gun and the murderous Han.

\tWhen living together, Yan Jiuzheng liked the most when Gu Miqing came out of the bathroom, she felt a faint fragrance of shower gel on her body and her hair was wet. She always walked out with a white towel while rubbing it out.

\tAt this time, Gu Miqing would not disguise herself or draw herself ugly, so she was extremely beautiful. Even if she was wearing the most ordinary, wide short-sleeved and pajama pants, she was still extremely beautiful.

\tHow could her graceful body with a faint fragrance of shower gel turn into a pile of rotten flesh, poured into the soil and become smelly, and be bitten by insects?

\tYan Jiuzheng could not imagine this scene.

\tBesides, he just confessed his love, but he only confessed yesterday, and has not received a reply from Gu Miqing. How can he die?

\tThis is Yan Jiucheng's first love. Others may think that Gu Miqing doesn't like him, so at most it is considered a one-on-one love. But Yan Jiucheng doesn't think so.

\tIt is not considered a unrequited love to chase this girl sooner or later, and marry this girl. That's what he planned.

\tBut at this time...

\tThis huge sound hit Yan Jiucheng with a heavy blow. He suddenly realized that if he exploded, Gu Miqing would not turn into a pool of rotten meat, but into powder.

\tClear, like a fairy died.

\tThis way of death is suitable for a beautiful woman like Gu Miqing. Those writers can even write this passage as if it was like a fairy.

\tThis made Yan Jiucheng realize that maybe Gu Miqing was gone.

\tIt is said that men don’t cry easily, but they are not sad, but at this time Yan Jiucheng’s heart is broken and gone, and he can’t even cry even if he wants to.

\tThe most painful thing is to cry without tears.

\t Yan Jiucheng, half-kneeling on the ground, wondered how to worship her if she was gone? Oriental people all talked about a fallen leaf returning to their roots. In this foreign country, she was alone and alone, and even if she died, she would be frightened in this war zone.

\tA sound of footsteps came from a distance. Yan Jiucheng stood up and hid aside, not nervous, because he heard the sound of footsteps, which was light and dense, and he should be a group of children.

\t "Go quickly, there are so many reporters coming to the Road to Happiness!"

\t "Will they bring sugar?"

\t "Maybe I'll bring chocolates!"

\t "Three cars came, so many reporters. I heard from my mother that big news came out here."

\tA lot of reporters came? Yan Jiucheng stuck his head out, and a group of ragged children ran over. The leader was Gesang.

\tI saw her raise the toy gun in her hand. Although she was young, she no longer had the timidity she had when she first met her. Instead, she followed the older child tightly, and the fierceness of fighting or even plundering burst out in her eyes.

\tYes, when you ask for something from a reporter, sometimes you have to mess with it. A few children have to rush to the middle of the road to block the way with their bodies. The children next to them snatch the handle of the car door when the vehicle brakes suddenly. This is plunder. These naive children have become perpetrators. They use their lives to snatch the reporter's door and you have to pay the toll before letting you go.

\tOver time, war correspondents knew that sugar, chocolate, and everything that can be eaten is toll.

\tIf you don't give it, the tire will be pierced. When you are interviewing outside, they will sometimes deliberately throw their boosters on your body, and sometimes they will throw a cockroach into your cup.

\tThis is a group of annoying kids.

\tGesang's eyes were no longer as simple as before. She was no longer like a frightened deer, but ran forward with a cold face. She lost her parents, brothers, and adults' protection. If she wanted to survive in this chaos, she could no longer be like a child.

\t "A lot of reporters are coming?" Yan Jiucheng hesitated for a moment as the footsteps faded away.

\tI don’t know if it’s the person I’m covering up or the person I’m there.

\tThe big news that the children said was naturally the news that Yan Jiucheng photographed before Shork's death. Once this news came out, it would inevitably cause an uproar in international news.

\tIf Yan Jiucheng was so excited to interview a pretty good news alone, and he would have signed it independently, that would have been even more happy. He never thought that international news would have something to do with him. Let alone international news, what roles can domestic news be filmed?

\t is Yan Jiucheng's unattainable character.

\tNow, the news about Sholk he photographed is broadcasting all over the world, and other photos of the war zone he photographed are reprinted by various major newspapers and magazines, appearing on the mobile phones of people around the world, nearby newspapers and kiosks.

\tBut at this time, Yan Jiucheng no longer paid attention to these things. It was not that the superior did not sign his real name, but that he had more important things to do. Human abilities and the possibility of contributions were no longer the same class.

\tAnd at this moment, what he cares most about is: how is Gu Miqing like?

\tThe most urgent thing to do is not to be sad here, or to go to the mountain to find Gu Miqing, but to return to the International Press Station to see who is coming.

\tIt is definitely not the one who came with scientists, because the plane is still in the sky and has not arrived yet. But it is not ruled out that it is the spy they sent. After all, the spy does not have to come with the same plane as the scientists.

\tOf course, it may also be the people on his side. The old man said that there were three groups of people in this operation, and several of them were assistants at press conferences and would stand up at critical moments.

\tIt is an enemy or a friend, you have to find a tent.

\t Yan Jiucheng stood up and ran to the International Press Station, with no expression on his face. After hearing the explosion, he had done his best to make himself feel no expression. Otherwise, when he thought that Gu Miqing might be gone, his body would tremble uncontrollably.

\tAs soon as I arrived at the press station, I heard the bustling sound inside.

\t "Big news, headlines are everywhere."

\t "Sholk died so miserably. Which reporter is the code name Nine?"

\t "Yes, who is the code name Nine?"

\tCode name Jiu is the signature of Yan Jiucheng's news release. In order to avoid causing trouble, many war reporters will use alias instead of real names when they come to this place to interview. This is especially true when they are in the war zone.

\t"It's a young man from a great Eastern country." One person replied.

\t "Oriental Power? Then I am the same country as my grandma." A woman's voice was filled with surprise: "I am Chinese!"

\t Yan Jiucheng pushed the door open and Yu Guang was the first to lock in the female reporter who said he was Chinese. He saw a woman about twenty-seven or eight years old wearing a blue denim jacket leaning against the wall, picking up a glass of water and drinking it. When she saw Yan Jiucheng coming in, her eyes immediately came to meet her.

Yan Jiucheng's mind quickly flashed through everyone's faces he entered, and soon, the information of this female reporter was searched in his mind: the war correspondent of Nankaiyang Daily, Li Xueer.

It is said that she has a sister named Li Xuezhi, who learns by herself and learns from time to time.

A citizen of a country near the Oriental Power is indeed Chinese and is also a well-known reporter in the international media circle. This woman is very powerful. In addition to running in the war zone news, she also runs in the wild news. She is addicted to shooting wild animals. She also filmed a wild animal documentary and won international awards.

The reason why this person's information was entered into Yan Jiucheng's mind was because she was one of the famous reporters that Yan Jiucheng must remember. As a war correspondent, if he didn't even know other famous war correspondents, he would be easily seen through.

"This one is the code name Jiu, reporter Yan." Yan Jiucheng introduced aloud as soon as he entered the door.

Everyone looked over.

Everyone's eyes were filled with admiration, and there were a few people mixed with a hint of jealousy.

This made Yan Jiuzheng quite uncomfortable.

From yesterday to today, Yan Jiucheng has been carrying out tasks, and he has never paid attention to it after submitting the manuscript. Especially today, he just came out of the villa area and saw Xuan Lin sending him that the news had made international headlines, he did not have time to search for the news he posted.

Therefore, although I knew that the news I shot occupied international headlines, I didn’t really feel anything. The world around me was still this world, and the people in the war zone did not have any other opinions about him.

When the eyes of these people were on Yan Jiucheng, Yan Jiucheng smiled unnaturally.

So many admiring eyes were so unfamiliar to him. Especially when he glanced over and found that five or six of the people in this group were famous reporters all over the world, he felt even more embarrassed.

"So young?!" Li Xueer spoke first, grinned and walked towards Yan Jiucheng. As soon as she walked over, her breath exuded the charm that only mature women could have. She stretched out her hand: "It's so admirable to make a world headline at such a young age. Hello, reporter Yan, my name is Li Xueer. Do you want to have a drink together?"

"Li Xueer, are you inviting someone to have a drink in your room, right?"

"When you see a handsome young man, you can't move your legs. Li Xueer, although you are the same ancestor as you, you are a great Eastern country. You are so open that you scared him!"

Li Xueer's professional ability is well-known, and her charm is also talked about: it is said that every time she goes out to shoot news or documentaries, she will disappear for half a year and shoot it wholeheartedly. Once she finishes work and gives the material to her, the first thing she does is to have fun.

It is a well-known love species.

The men in her hands are all elites, and several of them are proud of their love. As long as they have had a love affair with her, they will be inseparable from them, and there are two who are desperate.

Although the woman's aura in Li Xueer can easily arouse men's eyes, and the meaning represented by the bright light in her eyes is well known to everyone, Yan Jiucheng was not in a slight mood at this time.

He was worried about Gu Miqing.

"I just took some photos and I still have to write a manuscript." Yan Jiucheng said lightly, raised the camera in his hand, and then turned around and left.

"You should have some contact with Li Xueer. Maybe she is our companion and is hinting at you." Xuan Lin approached Yan Jiucheng and whispered to remind him.

Yan Jiucheng knew what Xuan Lin meant, but he was really not in the mood. He had to slowly go back to the room and hugged Gu Miqing's clothes for five minutes, it would be better.

At this moment, his head buzzed, and the sadness in his heart was about to break down.

He shook his head, he couldn't do it.

"You can write the manuscript again in the evening. We just arrived and we will have a drink together later. Come on!" Li Xueer invited him again, walked over and stretched out his hand to wrap around Yan Jiucheng's arm.

She is so proactive, either a companion or an opponent. Of course, she may just like Yan Jiucheng. After all, Li Xueer is not interested in showing mercy everywhere.

"He is my boyfriend, please take your paws away!" The door was pushed open, and a voice came coldly and full of jealousy.
Chapter completed!