As a journalist, as a host, she felt she owed the public the truth. If a journalist can't give the public the truth, what right do they have to sit in front of the camera? Eventually, she complied with the arrangement and transitioned from a well-known program host to a front-line journalist. She braved the elements daily.
June 13, an ordinary day. Mu Bai was still working outdoors, she and the cameraman were squatting in a shack on a construction site, holding fast-food box meals.
"Mu Bai, I think there's something off about your personality," teased the cameraman working with her, laughing, "If you keep this up, I'm afraid you'll end up carrying the camera like me."
"What do you mean by 'off'?" Mu Bai flicked her ear-length short hair.
"You should go with the flow, not chase after the truth deliberately," the cameraman said, taking a drag of his cigarette, laughing.
