报社的会议室里,所有编辑记者都围坐在会议桌的四周,虽然二百多人,但几乎没谁在说话,大家都静静地向会议室透明的玻璃墙外张望着,等待着老秦的身影出现。会议桌上,一个巨大的纸盒子被彩色的纸带包裹着,纸带旁边还摆放着好多塑料盘和塑料的刀叉。下午一点三十分是每天采编会召开的时间,仿佛闹钟一样准时,老秦背着双肩背包出现在会议室的门口。老秦今年正好六十,瘦弱的身材和斑白的头发已经彻底标志着他老年 In the newspaper conference room, all the editors and reporters sat around the table. Although there were over 200 people, almost no one was speaking. Everyone quietly looked out of the transparent glass wall of the conference room and waited for the old Qin’s figure appears. At the conference table, a large paper box was wrapped in colored paper tape, with plastic trays and plastic cutlery next to it. 1:13 pm Daily Recall held the time, as if the alarm on time, the old Qin carrying a backpack appeared in the conference room at the door. Old Qin this year, exactly 60, thin figure and white hair has completely marked his old age