The full name of Guangjiao is called the Broadcasting Education Center, which is affiliated with the Propaganda Department of the school, also known as the News Center, and the entire building is located on the East Campus.

At noon the next day, the autumn wind was blowing.

After lunch, Jiang Qin drove to the East School, and then found a parking space to park.

He is not familiar with the security guards of the East School, and he can't throw his car on the side of the road as casually as he does in the school department, so he tries to keep a low profile and not show off if he can.

After parking the car, Jiang Qin glanced at the time and found that it was only twelve o'clock, and there was still an hour before the interview began.

In this case, it is estimated that the A302 did not open the door.

Jiang Qin simply unbuckled his seat belt, sat in the car and waited while playing with the snake, and in a flash of his eyes, he found a very interesting question.

I have always declared myself single.

However, his car does not look like a bachelor's car at all.

In the storage box in front of the armrest box was the little elk head rope that Feng Nanshu used to tie the ponytail, as well as a pair of her sunglasses, and in front of the co-pilot was the Heser bow she took off last time.

In addition, there is also the hand-knitted woolen bag that the team built for her last time.

Jiang Qin opened the storage box and took a look, and found that there were lipstick, a small mirror, a folding comb, and a ...... in it A pack of aunt towels.

"Feng Nanshu, this little devil, is constantly invading my life."

"Damn!"

Jiang Qin muttered to himself, closed the storage box casually, and gently leaned back on the back of the chair, his expression gradually becoming thoughtful.

At 12:40, Jiang Qin got out of the car, locked the door, entered the Guangjiao Building, and climbed the stairs to the third floor to A302.

It was an empty classroom, like a studio, with a few flashing lights, a Sony video camera, and four televisions stacked on top of each other.

In the center of the classroom are two black sofas, one of which is sat by a woman with short hair, who looks quite stylish.

She has a work card from Linchuan Youth Daily on her body, and she is holding a piece of paper in her hand and reciting words.

Next to the couch stood a man in a dark green vest with a baseball cap and a Nikon SLR on his chest.

No need to ask, this should be the reporter of Linchuan Youth Daily, and almost all the reporters on TV are like this.

But......

When Jiang Qin turned his gaze back, he unexpectedly looked at an acquaintance.

She wore a white dress with a very literary temperament, her long soft hair fell down her shoulders, and she was also looking at herself with bright eyes, and subconsciously bit her lip.

Strangely, she didn't yell this time, and she didn't have the expression that the whole world owed her, but stood quietly and didn't say anything for a long time.

"Jiang Qin?"

The short-haired female reporter sitting on the sofa suddenly saw him, and then walked up to her and handed out her right hand with a smile: "Hello, my name is Dong Min, a reporter from Linchuan Youth Daily, thank you very much for accepting this newspaper's interview." ”

Jiang Qin retracted his gaze and shook hands with the female reporter: "It should be that I am grateful to Linchuan Youth Daily for coming to interview me, an ordinary college student." ”

"After two months of enrollment, your grades are not mediocre at all."

Dong Min replied with a smile, but there was a little surprise in his heart.

Because the eighteen-year-old young man in front of her knew how to shake hands when he shook hands, which was not at all the same as the college students she had interviewed before.

The next interview went very smoothly and smoothly, similar to what Jiang Qin studied last night, and he answered every question fluently.

Although Jiang Qin did not accept a serious interview in his previous life, he would not be worried about dealing with such a small scene with a 38-year-old soul, about entrepreneurship, about work-study, about dreams, even if he completely took off the script, he could talk like a river, otherwise more than ten years of wine would be in vain.

After asking a few questions, Dong Min's evaluation of him became higher and higher.

It's hard not to be nervous when a freshman at school is interviewed by formal media, but Jiang Qin is really not nervous.

"My entrepreneurial achievements are not just my achievements, because without the help of the school, the help of the teachers, and the support of everyone, Zhihu would not be today's Zhihu, and Jiang Qin would not be qualified to become today's Jiang Qin."

"Finally, let me summarize."

"There is no real quiet time, but the party and the country, schools and teachers are carrying the burden for us."

In the last sentence, Jiang Qin deliberately lowered his voice to make his voice more textured, and blurted out the popular Internet chicken soup twenty years later, which achieved a precise dimensionality reduction strike to a certain extent.

This sentence stunned Dong Min on the other side, and only felt deafening, so he immediately took a brush and wrote it in the notebook.

Even if she used a voice recorder, she seemed to be afraid that this sentence would be forgotten by herself.

In this era when non-mainstream quotations are prevalent, who has heard such sonorous and powerful golden sentences.

"Can that sentence be used as a headline for this news?"

"Absolutely."

Jiang Qin agreed indifferently, and said in his heart that I haven't sung the lonely brave yet, I love to walk alone in the dark incense, I love you for not kneeling, I love you for confronting despair, and I refuse to cry, as soon as this song is sung, even the children in the kindergarten can be bluffed and can't find the north.

At the same time, Chu Siqi stood beside him, looking at Jiang Qin with a complicated expression, and a trace of light but painful sadness flashed in her heart.

She was just recruited by the news center last month because of the name of the first school flower, and Director Gu plans to train her to be the deputy director of the reporter station, and go out to interview on behalf of Linchuan University in the future.

Linda has a journalism department, and the position of the stationmaster must be reserved for the people of the journalism department, but why not have a deputy stationmaster who is as beautiful as a flower?

But Chu Siqi didn't expect that the first person she contacted would be a reporter from Linchuan Youth Daily, and she didn't expect that the reporter from Linchuan Youth Daily would interview Jiang Qin.

This encounter was different from the encounter on the train, it was the first time she didn't take any willfulness and brutality to look at this person again, and it was also the first time to see Jiang Qin's eloquent conversation.

The person in front of him, he is completely different from high school.

Whether it is talking, acting or posture, it far surpasses their peers.

He is mature and confident, flamboyant but not arrogant.

Chu Siqi knew that she was once only one step away from him, but at this moment, it was far away.

Because except for the surprised look when he entered the door, he never looked at himself again the whole time, but he didn't have the kind of deliberate evasion, but more calmly and calmly.

He really didn't care, he didn't even bother to have hatred, Chu Siqi felt that this was what made her sting the most.

"Classmate Jiang Qin, please sit up straight, and I'll take a photo of you as a news picture."

Jiang Qin moved his buttocks: "Is this okay?" ”

"Yes, you can."

The photographer pressed the shutter and showed Dong Min a look after freezing the picture, Dong Min nodded with satisfaction: "That's it, thank you again, classmate Jiang, I have to say that you are the most mature college student I have ever seen." ”

"Mr. Dong is the most beautiful reporter I have ever met."

Jiang Qin didn't know what to praise, but the other party was a woman, so there was nothing wrong with praising her beauty.

Dong Min pursed his lips and smiled, and then said that he was going to the school department to make another interview, and the interviewee was a junior who was a good student in the gold, and there were not enough people in the club before, so he couldn't come, and this time he picked it by the way.

"How are you going?"

Jiang Qin asked.

"We came by taxi, so we had to walk through."

Dong Min replied with the bag he was carrying on his back.

"I'm just going back to my school, why don't you take my car?"

Jiang Qin felt that it would be a pity not to release such a relaxed kindness, regardless of whether it was useful later, he would give the favor out first.

"Really? Thank you so much. ”

Dong Min was surprised that he actually had a car, but thinking about the information on the background and the revenue of his advertising, he felt that he was a little stupid, with a monthly income of more than 500,000 yuan, and it was too normal for him to buy a car.

The eighteen-year-old boy in front of him is really not as ordinary as he said.

And Chu Siqi, who was behind Dong Min, turned slightly pale, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, saying that what was written in those posts was true, and he really bought a car.

"Xiao Chu, you can go with us too."

"Huh? May I? ”

"Director Gu and our director are old friends, and she specially asked you to follow the whole process to understand the different interview styles of different interviewees."

Chu Siqi nodded immediately after listening, she had a hidden expectation in her heart, not looking forward to seeing the work attitude of professional reporters, but wanting to take Jiang Qin's car once.

She didn't know what she was thinking, but ...... I'm just looking forward to it.

Jiang Qin secretly sighed in his heart, and said in his heart, why didn't this female reporter surnamed Dong say it earlier, you said earlier that I wouldn't carry you in the rotten car.

But that's all it takes, and you can't say no.

After all, it was he who proposed to give him a ride by the way, and it was not asked for by others, so did he say that he would not let Chu Siqi sit with him?

It seems that his small belly and chicken intestines are a trivial matter, in case Chu Siqi suddenly falls ill again and screams, there is really no way to end it.

Jiang Qin didn't speak, and walked out of A302 quietly, Dong Min and the photographer walked behind, and Chu Siqi followed very low-key at the end.

Her previous arrogance was entirely due to the fact that she felt superior on a psychological level.

But at this moment, when facing Jiang Qin, she really lost her original self-confidence.

Half an hour later, Jiang Qin drove out of the parking space, then stopped the car and invited a few people to get into the car.

Chu Siqi hesitated for a long time, did not dare to go to the co-pilot, but turned around and got into the back seat, the photographer also sat in the back seat, and Dong Min, like them, was also in the back seat.

"Don't you squeeze?"

"Squeeze it, lest your little girlfriend be jealous, and you will feel good when the time comes."

Dong Min is worthy of being a reporter, and as soon as he got in the car, he found those little girls' jewelry, and at this time he was pointing to the black bow and laughing.

Jiang Qin saw Dong Min's seemingly absent smile, and after thinking about it, he couldn't help but follow Yile.

Feng Nanshu doesn't know what jealousy is, right?

“……”

Wait a minute, is my brain broken?

And Chu Siqi was observing the changes in Jiang Qin's expression through the inner rearview mirror at this time, and after a while, her expression couldn't help but flash a trace of loneliness.