In the hazy, Song Xilian saw the smile on Mei Youlan's lips. He didn't have much contact with Mei Youlan, which was when Zhuang Jihua was "in jail" in Nanjing. Later, he heard some of her deeds intermittently from Du Yuming and Hong Junqi. He knew that this was a very difficult person to deal with. The backstage was strong enough. Zhuang Jihua protected him and spoiled him. The family was rich. When he first arrived in Chongqing, the local robed brother didn't know the depth, which made her mess up and almost gave her the local robed brother's club.

"I said, Miss, I don't have time to accompany you. What are you doing here? This is the battlefield." Song Xilian decided to drive her away. She wanted to get something wrong here. In the future, whether she saw Chiang Kai-shek, Soong Mei-ling or Zhuang Jihua, it would be hard to explain.

But Mei Youlan ignored him and stretched out her hand to the girl who laughed out loud: "My name is Mei Youlan, a reporter from Yuzhou Evening News."

"Lin Yueying, a student at the Medical University, is now a member of the ambulance team." The girl reached out and held Mei Youlan's hand and introduced herself.

"Ms. Lin, I thought of your ambulance team for an interview. Do you think it's okay?" Mei Youlan reporter felt that Lin Yueying was not simple, so he immediately made an interview request, but he made a detour again and did not directly ask for an interview.

"Of course," Lin Yueying seemed very happy: "I heard your report that "We have nothing except life" that year, and later about rent reduction and interest reduction. By the way, did you succeed in rent reduction and interest reduction? You have been to the Great Wall

Mei Youlan was stunned. Lin Yueying obviously had little knowledge of the countryside and might not even leave Shanghai. However, such a girl dared to run to the battlefield of war to save lives and help the wounded. It can be seen that she is a person with a soft outside and a strong personality.

In fact, in Lin Yueying's eyes, she was not the same. From Song Xilian's attitude towards her, you can tell that the family background of the reporter in front of her must be extraordinary. I'm afraid she is better than her, but such a lady from a wealthy family also ran to the battlefield of war to interview, which shows her uniqueness.

"How to say it? Most of it has been completed, and still a small half has not been completed." Mei Youlan was happy. The influence of Yuzhou Evening News actually expanded Shanghai. How did this make her unhappy: "If it weren't for the damn Japanese, I'm afraid they would have been all done.

When Song Xilian saw the two women talking, he took the opportunity to slip away. As soon as he took two steps, he heard Mei Youlan shouting: "Sir Song. Wait for me, I want to interview you."

"Miss, reporter Mei, sister Mei," Song Xilian turned his head and said, "I really don't have time to do this now. I'll tell you three days and three nights after the war."

"Then the news will become old news." Mei Youlan let go of Lin Yueying's hand and said to him. Unexpectedly, Lin Yueying added coldly: "Forget it. Teacher Song is a man. In his opinion, women should not leave the door. The two doors are not in the way. Little do they know that the slaves of the country are not distinguished from men and women."

A bright light slid in Song Xilian's mind. Now he remembered that this girl met a girl on the way. She remembered the words he said accidentally. At this moment, a handful of oil was poured on.

"I said I would interview those generals, one by one, hiding from the plague. It turned out that machismo was at work." Mei Youlan said in a strange tone: "I accompanied my aunt to Xi'an. I also went to North China in July. I have seen Japanese soldiers before."

During the Lugou Bridge Incident, Mei Youlan was interviewing and exercising in western Sichuan. When Zhuang Jihua judged that a Sino-Japanese war would occur, he immediately returned to Chongqing and organized a group of people to go to Peking and established a communication station in Peking. After Peking fell, she still stayed in Peking for interviews. Her American passport became the best protective umbrella. Every time she encountered danger, the US consulate would come forward. The Japanese occupation forces had a headache for her. Peking could not stay anymore. The US consulate personally sent her out of Peking. She did not return to Chongqing after leaving Peking. She ran to the hot spot Shanghai again. Shanghai was a general of the Central Division. Now she was even more like a fish in water. Even the command center of Zhang Zhizhong and Chen Cheng could go in with a swagger.

"Reporter Mei." Song Xilian smiled bitterly. He really couldn't get angry. He had to turn the topic to the reporter: "I have the right to not accept your interview. Now I really don't have time. Otherwise, this is Commander Wang of the 88th Division. He is also my classmate Zhuang and you. Please interview him first. I will go to the rescue team to take a look."

Wang Jingjiu was inexplicably used as a scapegoat by Song Xilian. Of course he refused. He immediately said: "Mengguo. Mei reporter is like you, please accept the interview first. I will go to the ambulance team first. If you don't have time, you won't go."

"Teacher Song and Commander Wang, don't argue. I'm going to interview you both, and there are also Commander Feng of the 87th Division." Mei Youlan said gratefully.

Song Xilian and Wang Jingjiu were very depressed. Are they fighting? What kind of eyes? Wang Jingjiu still had to react faster. He immediately smiled and said, "No problem, no problem at all. I am very happy to accept an interview with reporter Mei, but one interview must come with one, but one interview must come one by one. You interview Mengguo first, and I will go over there to take a look."

After that, he walked quickly, leaving Song Xilian standing there in great depression. At this time, his adjutant suddenly came over and reported: "Team Commander, Commander Zhang's phone number, Chief of Staff asked you to return to the command center quickly."

Song Xilian couldn't help but be overjoyed, turned his head to Mei Youlan and said, "Reporter Mei, let's talk about the interview later. Military information is urgent, so I will leave first." After that, he turned around and left, and turned around without taking two steps: "My sister Mei, don't go to dangerous places, the Japanese artillery fire is very fierce."

Before Mei Youlan could answer, Song Xilian quickly walked away. Lin Yueying smiled slightly: "Reporter Mei, you are so majestic, you scared the two commanders like this."

"That's right, the reporter met most of the officials." Mei Youlan was a little proud.

"It's just that the fox is just a tiger's power." The young man who has been around for a hundred years couldn't help but mock him. Why are you dissatisfied? Xiaomoriko." Mei Youlan turned around and glared at Lian Xiaosen, but because of the darkness, Lian Xiaosen didn't notice it at all.

"Yes, you reporters met most of the officials." Lian Xiaosen seemed to just want to exclaim his anger and had no intention of arguing with Mei Youlan. In fact, he was very angry all the way.

Mei Youlan decided to go to Peiping, which scared her brother Mei Yuntian. After the dissuasion was invalid, she asked Lian Xiaosen to accompany her and barely be a bodyguard. Before leaving, she repeatedly told her not to go to dangerous places and let Lian Xiaosen look at Mei Youlan.

But Lian Xiaomori could not see Mei Youlan. Don’t go to dangerous places. Mei Youlan ran there in that danger. Nanyuan fought fiercely and ran to Nanyuan. Qianmen Tower was assassinated and ran to Qianmen Tower. Japanese soldiers arrested people and ran to the military police. He really didn’t understand this young lady. She thought she was. Even if she had an American passport, the Japanese would not give you much face. Fortunately, the US consul finally intervened, probably because she was warned from some aspects and personally sent her away from Peking.

When I arrived in Shanghai, I became more cute and insisted on bringing him on a battlefield interview. This time I met Song Xilian, and I was going to take a look at it at the forefront.

"Miss Lin, this is my nephew Lian Xiaosen." Mei Youlan introduced to Lin Yueying without hesitation.

Lian Xiaosen couldn't help complaining: "Miss, it's not good to accumulate some moral character. The reason why Commander Song and Commander Wang are polite to you is because of your aunt and Brother Zhuang. When did I become your nephew "You are Yun Feidi's junior nephew. Yun Fei and my elder brother are brothers, but why are you not nephew? Do you dare to mess up your seniority and tell your master to not break your legs?" Mei Youlan smiled slightly. Lian Xiaosen retorted unconvincedly when she came over, but she took out this parallelism, and Lian Xiaosen had nothing to say.

Sure enough, Lian Xiaosen opened her mouth and stood aside with a bitter face dissatisfied. Lin Yueying felt more and more interesting. This reporter Mei looked very capable. Why did he look like a child again and insist on being someone’s aunt?

"Reporter Mei, go to our ambulance team to see it. There are so many wounded people, please help us appeal."

"No problem, what do you need?" Mei Youlan was very enthusiastic about holding Lin Yueying's hand and walking forward slowly. She could only walk slowly. The rubble was everywhere, and there was still a crater?

"Miss Lin, how long have you been in the ambulance team?"

"It's about ten days, our school..."

"careful…"

"As soon as the battle started, our school classmates organized a field ambulance team, and I signed up to participate."

"Are you afraid of coming to the front line?"

"At first, I was a little scared, but later I was no longer afraid. The Japanese artillery fire was very powerful. We were far from the front line, so those soldiers were really trapped in artillery fire."

"Why don't your family worry about coming? How could they agree to come to such a dangerous place?"

"Miss Mei, aren't you here too? Do your family agree? Are they proud of you?" Reporter, this is at work." She didn't stop and turned her head to look at Lin Yueying. She was a little surprised that such a soft-looking girl had such a boldness.

"I am Chinese, I am doing my duty, there is nothing to be proud of or not."

Mei Youlan looked at Lin Yueying blankly. Under the moonlight, she easily crossed a falling beam, and her slender body looked so beautiful. Suddenly, Mei Youlan felt ashamed of herself.

Zhuang Jihua was about to have a second child. She knew that she should leave him, but she could not let go of this relationship. She reason told her that it was time to leave, but the relationship tied up her footsteps. She didn't know what to do, so she ran everywhere, there was danger, and there. Subconsciously she wanted to make him worry and make him anxious. But she didn't know if he knew that, her adventures were exchanged for excellent articles, and her reputation became increasingly greater. All colleagues in the newspaper industry in Peking in Shanghai knew that she also had a nickname given by her colleagues: Battlefield Rose.

Now she thought that this title was more suitable for the female student in front of her. No, not suitable. She should not be a thorny rose, but an angel. Her holy face, gentle voice, and gentle manners, was a vivid angel who came to the mortal world.
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