The reporter ran to Zhongli in a raincoat and handed him the microphone, "Is your rescue action just now subconscious or prepared in advance?"
Su Jian looked at her strangely. He was in his thirties and petite in stature. He was indeed dedicated to work in this kind of weather, but it was a bit funny when asked.
"Sorry, I don't accept interviews."
"Hey, don't leave. Good people and good deeds should be publicized. Can you please answer the question I just asked?"
"Which middle school do you go to? What are you doing out in this weather? As young people, what are your opinions on the city's public service facilities and the municipal drainage system?"
Who knows why she kept pestering Zhongli again and again and refused to let go. There were obviously many good people and good things happening around her, but she pretended not to see them.
"I'm sorry, you can go interview someone else."
He followed Su Jian closely and saw her finding a wooden stick and tentatively poking at the foundation stone on the roadside twice, then suddenly stepped back in fear.
"Brother, I'm afraid the road is going to collapse."
A landslide is about to occur. If her tone of voice is too certain, it will definitely attract the attention of passers-by. Sure enough, the female reporter behind her desperately took a few steps forward and said, "Where is the landslide going? Little girl, are you sensationalizing this?"
"careful!"
She grabbed the female reporter's raincoat and pulled her back violently. She heard a "bang", the sky collapsed, and a pothole with a diameter of more than half a meter appeared on the road.
A large amount of stagnant water instantly poured into the pothole, mixed with garbage and leaves, and passers-by screamed one after another.
"Everyone, back off, back off quickly, don't come over, it's very dangerous here."
The people were so frightened that they rushed to safety.
Where are the city staff? Why haven't they come yet? If Su Jian hadn't reminded them, I don't know how many people would have been unlucky and been sucked into potholes by the rain.
The female reporter collapsed on the ground, patting her chest with lingering fear. Oh my God, did she just have a brush with death?
If she moves forward a little bit and moves back a little slower, she will be the one on the news tomorrow.
"Little sister, thank you!"
"You're welcome. You'd better go to a safe place. Also, citizens are reminded not to walk barefoot in the water and not to touch the telephone poles on the roadside to prevent electric shock."
Zhongli dragged a dead tree that had been cut in half from somewhere and placed it across the pothole to remind passing pedestrians and vehicles to give way.
The female reporter finally regained consciousness. She stood up, with rain and tears on her face. After wiping it randomly, she asked the male cameraman, "Did the scene just now be recorded?"
"Yes."
The cameraman was also worried about her. If he hadn't been carrying the camera, he might have rushed over there if he wasn't carrying the camera, but the chance of him being dragged back was much smaller.
"Okay, let's start the interview again."
She solemnly arranged her raincoat, and then started the news broadcast in a straight tone.
"Viewers, just now, a major incident happened on Shifu Road..."
Finally, amidst the expectations of the citizens, municipal staff arrived belatedly.
"What's going on? Why is there a pothole in the middle of the road?"
"First check which department it belongs to? Have you contacted the fire and power supply departments? There are also communications departments and gas companies. Let them all come over. Someone must take responsibility."
Su Jian glanced at the man who spoke. The car they drove had the words "Urban Construction Bureau" written on it. He should be a small boss. The potholes had nothing to do with the departments he mentioned. They were caused by the sewage pipes that had been in disrepair for many years.