Chapter 493 (1/2)
Zhang Mingdi seldom asks for help. What can make him speak is that he has encountered difficulties that must be asked for. They all say that it is easy to add flowers to the icing on the cake and difficult to send charcoal in the snow. It is absolutely a very cost-effective business to help brigade commander Zhang when he is in trouble and let him owe himself an adult.
The young emperor Zhang Mingdi has been promoted to the military post of brigade commander of the military region, and his future must be immeasurable!
At 12 noon, Zhang Mingdi hurried into the ward where bed 46 was located with large and small bags of food.
”Zhang Bin, there is --” Zhang Mingdi's words just started. When he saw the people in the ward, he suddenly stopped.
In the ward, the university president, vice president, director Li and teacher Gan were all there. They stood next to Zhang Bing's hospital bed to express their condolences to Zhang Bing's condition. On the other side, there were two reporters, one with a camera and the other with a microphone, interviewing Zhang Bing.
”Classmate, what do you think when you are most helpless and can't contact your family?” the reporter asked, in order to guide Zhang Bing to say thank you to the school and teachers.
Zhang Bing grabbed the back of his head. He was interviewed by a reporter for the first time in his life. It was very novel and a little excited. ”Er, I'm finished thinking. If I explain here, my parents won't come to collect my body.”
Er... The reporter took a swipe at the corner of his mouth.
None of the others present is messy in the wind. Are today's students so clever and unusual?
Zhang Bing was complacent about his unique answer. His brother Zhang Mingdi pushed the door in.
Next, everyone stared at him.
When Zhang Bing saw his brother eating with his hands full, he was so excited that he almost jumped out of bed and almost blurted out ”brother”.
”Brigade commander Zhang, are you here too?!” principal Ding was surprised.
Emperor Zhang Ming looked unnatural. ”Cough, he... Fell ill during military training. I'll come and care about him.”
The others smacked their tongue, tut Tut, and came to care. They bought more consolation goods than all of them combined. This cold faced brigade commander is really generous!
When the reporter heard the dialogue between them, his eyes lit up and found new news value. He hurriedly ran over with the microphone. ”Brigade commander Zhang, is classmate Zhang Bing your student in charge of military training?” this is a clear question.
However, only by asking this question clearly can we better ask the next question.
The photographer carrying the camera also specially gave Zhang Mingdi a close-up shot with a plastic bag in his hands.
Zhang Mingdi doesn't like facing the camera, let alone being interviewed by reporters.
Frown a little unhappily, nodded, ”HMM.”
”Excuse me, Mr. Zhang Bing fainted during the military training. Were you there? What emergency measures did the instructor take?”
”I'm not there. Sorry, we can't accept an interview without the approval of our superiors. Sorry.”
Zhang Mingdi directly refused the reporter's interview for a very high sounding reason. No one can take him.
Zhang Mingdi put the food in his hand on the bedside table of the hospital bed. Zhang Bing hurried over and sniffed it hard with his nose. It's delicious!
His stomach was growling. He was already hungry and his chest was close to his back.
The smell smelled. The headmaster and his party standing by the bed also smelled it. They specially stepped on this time point to visit Zhang Bing. They haven't eaten yet. After watching Zhang Bing, they plan to find a restaurant and invite reporter friends to have dinner with everyone. Let reporters write better when they write reports.
Nowadays, no one can offend a reporter!
If you annoy them and write about you, you will regret it at that time.
Everyone was hungry. Smelling such a strong smell, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva.
After saying a few words of encouragement to Zhang Bing, the trip was almost over. ”Brigade commander Zhang, let's go for dinner!” principal Ding invited Zhang Mingdi.
He refused, ”you go. I want to spend more time with Zhang Bing here.”