Days to Return to the Goddess

When Jiang Yu visited the director's office, the program approved the matter and spread it all over the station.

Someone with a heart will link the last time Jiang Yu opened the truth weekly with this time.

Among them, there seems to be the shadow of the director.

A TV station has thousands of people going up and down. There are a lot of people talking, and there are always some unpleasant rumors.

But after the event of the last show, these rumors were only a minority, but even though they were a minority, they still passed to Jiang Yu's ears.

Facing Tao Zhenzhen's unrest, Jiang Yu was indifferent by nature and did not put these words in his ears, but taught her the same way as last time, "Listen to what you should listen to, and care about what you should care about."

Tao Zhenzhen has been with Jiang Yu for so many days, and he has vaguely touched Jiang Yu's character.

"Okay, by the way, Sister Jiang Yu, I took a few photos when we went to Guizhou last time. Let me send you a QQ account. What is your QQ number?"

Jiang Yu stopped writing, and the tip of the pen pierced the paper. "I don't have a QQ, if I have a photo, send it to my e-mail. All of you will work overtime tonight to prepare for tomorrow's show. If nothing happens, you go out first."

"Row!"

Jiang Yu looked at the program planning at hand, and to be honest, this program was more laborious and troublesome than the previous one.

But Jiang Yu didn't dare to expect the effect of the broadcast of this program. It is not easy to get the broadcast rights of this event. The only thing that can be done is to do everything in his own way.

Once the country does not allow it, then ban her as a small host, and even Taiwan Chief Jiang will have to make her stay away.

For this program, Jiang Yu invited Uncle Zhou and his family.

Uncle Zhou is still the same. He is deeply convinced about the mountain god, and Zhou Xin is embarrassed, but Jiang Yu does not force to change his mind. He just said, what to say on the show, what to say.

She believes in true voices. Sometimes, language must be powerful and does not need to be deliberately decorated. Often the simplest people like Uncle Zhou say the simplest words and have more power.

Jiang Yu gave a big white rabbit toffee for the anniversary, "Anniversary, don't be nervous on stage later? My sister asks you what you want, just say whatever you want, don't be afraid."

"Sister, don't worry, I'm not afraid." An anniversary pair of eyes shined brightly. Although he was a sensible voice at a young age, he was just a hairy boy after all.

"Sister Jiang Yu, come on in ten minutes." The director reminded.

The staff in the studio were all in front of the enemy, and Xu Gan wrote one set of sets of emergency plans on the spot, lest there be uncontrollable situations.

Jiang Yu took the microphone handed over by Chen Ke and stood before the threshold that entered the studio, looking at the studio for a long time.

The audience is already seated, the staff is in place, and the guests are on the scene. Everything seems to be ready to go, but Jiang Yu always feels that something is almost done.

"Sister Jiang Yu, what's wrong?"

Anniversary ran over and handed the white rabbit toffee Jiang Yu handed him back to Jiang Yu, "Sister, are you nervous? Don't be nervous."

Holding that candy, Jiang Yu's heart was inexplicably settled down, very practical.

She looked at the anniversary and smiled, "Thank you, I'm not nervous anymore."

Anniversary smiled shyly, "No thanks."

She put the toffee into her jacket pocket, carrying the enthusiasm that young people should have, with her head upright, and walking into the studio.

Today’s "Truth Weekly" audience is full of seats. As soon as Jiang Yu appeared, there was a thunderous sound.

Jiang Yu smiled and bowed to show his gratitude.

It wasn't until the countdown for the director that Jiang Yu smiled, standing in the center of the studio, looking at the camera, "Hello everyone, welcome to the "Truth Weekly", I am the host Jiang Yu."

A news report from two months ago appeared on the big screen behind it. In a cave deep in a mountain far away from the city, dozens of bones were found by several backpackers. Forensic examination and homicide were ruled out. It was several tens of kilometers away from this mountain. In a village outside, after DNA comparison, the deceased was an old man in the mountain village.

The screen is fixed in front of a cave full of leaves. The yellow cordon has not been covered by leaves. In the dark cave, there were more than ten unsolved mysteries of human lives buried.

"This news report was made two months ago. You may find it strange. News is time-sensitive. Why would I choose to follow up the news two months ago." Jiang Yu scanned the audience, countless pairs of eyes did not blink. Looking at myself, "Yes, timeliness is indeed the value of news, but what I want to talk about today is that as long as a piece of news does not reveal the truth behind it, then whether it is in the past one month or two months, one year or two Even for ten years, it has the value of reporting. Our program team went deep into the mountain village of Guizhou and got such a set of reports."

Jiang Yu pointed to the big screen, and a panoramic view of a large mountain from above appeared on the screen.

"This is the original appearance of the big mountain, and the village under the mountain is only a dozen kilometers away from the place where the incident occurred. There are more than 50 families in the village. This paradise surrounded by mountains and rivers has always been due to the difficulty of access to the mountain. Few people get involved, so in the 1980s, a major mudslide occurred here, covering more than 50 families in the mountain village."

The audience exclaimed, Jiang Yu continued: "Yes, there were more than 100 villagers in this mountain village 30 years ago. Because of a mudslide accident, there are only more than 50 households now. However, this period of major mudslides There is no way to verify the accident, there is no record, and there is no rescue."

"Maybe you may think what the two are related to, today I invited the name of a village in the mountain village, Uncle Zhou's family."

Zhou Xin helped Uncle Zhou walk in from the entrance of the studio. After a round of applause, the camera focused on Uncle Zhou's family.

As soon as he sat down, Uncle Zhou said to Jiang Yu: "That's the mountain **** getting angry! It's not a mudslide!"

What a mudslide is, there is no idea in Uncle Zhou's mind. He only knows that the mountain is shaking, the mountain has stepped on it, and the mountain **** is angry.

Jiang Yu asked Uncle Zhou, "You think the reason why such a disaster happened thirty years ago was because the mountain **** was angry, didn't you?"

"Yes." Uncle Zhou looked at Jiang Yu tremblingly, and said: "Then only the mountain **** blames him to have such power. The whole mountain is covered by half and the village is covered. There are many children at home. The mountain gods and women were taken away by the mountain gods, and many others were also condemned by the mountain gods and broke their hands and feet.

"Then how did you do it?"

"We will enshrine the image of the mountain **** from now on. Guess what, for the next few decades, we have been in peace, but five years ago, the mountain **** was angry again."

"Furious again?"

"The mountain **** blames us, the old immortals. We rely on the mountain to eat the mountain and plunder the mountain **** too much wealth, so we have to go up the mountain and pray for the mountain god's forgiveness."

Behind the screen is a video of Uncle Zhou on the mountain praying to the mountain **** for forgiveness. Chen Ke took a long time and set up a camera near the cave. The vibration did not damage the camera. Instead, he recorded the back of Uncle Zhou kneeling in front of the cave, desperately praying for the mountain god's forgiveness.

The desperate and stern roar and the big trees and boulders that were constantly falling due to the shaking smashed against Uncle Zhou.

But Uncle Zhou, who only prayed for forgiveness for the mountain village, didn't care. He shouted loudly and prayed loudly for forgiveness, not knowing what he had done wrong.

Zhou Xin's eyes blushed, "Dad, I don't need you to ask the mountain gods, I just want you to live in peace. If you really want to ask, let me go!"

Jiang Yu handed the microphone to Zhou Xin, "Do you also think the mountain **** is blaming it?"

Zhou Xin shook his head, "No, not because the mountain **** blamed it."

"what is that."

"It's because that mountain has been hollowed out."

Jiang Yu got up, and what was frozen on the screen was the detection map of the mountain. The map clearly showed that the entire mountain had been hollowed out, leaving only the exposed skin.

"In the last century, China's economy developed rapidly, and the coal industry became an important economic pillar. Guizhou is the most abundant coal resource in the south. It is known as the'Southwest Coal Sea' and its reserves of resources rank fifth in the country. Such a coal province Excavation work is naturally the top priority. Behind this unscrupulous excavation, there are mountains that have been hollowed out. More than 50 families have killed 70 or 80 people. However, in this isolated mountain village, mudslides There was no rescue for the outbreak of landslides. Even when a mudslide broke out, people outside the mountainous area, no one knew that the workers digging coal mines would retreat, but the villagers living on the mountain had nowhere to escape."

Uncle Zhou still emphasized, "It is not a mudslide, but the mountain **** is blaming it!"

Jiang Yu squatted in front of the old man, "Uncle Zhou, do you believe in this country?"

"Of course I believe!"

"Then do you believe in the mountain god?"

"Believe!"

"The country and mountain god, who do you trust more?"

Uncle Zhou hesitated.

Jiang Yu asked again: "If the country protects you, it won't let the mountain gods harm you again. Would you like to believe in the country and abandon the mountain gods?"

Uncle Zhou hesitated more and more. He turned to look at his son, "This..."

Jiang Yu shook Uncle Zhou’s wrinkled hand and said: “Uncle Zhou, the country didn’t know that you were suffering before, but now it knows that the country is getting better and better. The country and the government will be your patron saint, and will not let the mountain gods Blame you."

Uncle Zhou was awkward, rubbing his palms on his thighs, "Our village is poor, it is not convenient to enter, and it is troublesome to the country... Moreover, what if the mountain **** turns his head and blames the country."

"It's not troublesome, uncle, it's really not troublesome... The mountain gods don't dare to blame the country. We Chinese people work together. How dare the mountain gods come to blame?" Jiang Yu's eyes were slightly hot. I can build a road for you, a road from the village to the city."

"Really...really?"

"Of course." Jiang Yu smiled with tears. "We have to trust the country and the government, right?"

"I... Thirty years ago, if the country was there, it would be fine." Uncle Zhou choked, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and nodded, "You don't know, I believe that you are alive in front of me and be Buried, I dug her out of the soil and dug it for two days. I held her, so I could only... hold her..."