In the second week of vacation, Bai Ziren was urged back to school by a phone call.
Fu He accepted an invitation from a science weekly to lead the staff to visit the school's research room, exchange information with each other, and recommend a student to participate in a small interview with the theme of this generation of young people. He thought for a long time, and finally found Bai Ziren.
"I'm looking for you to give you a chance to communicate more with the outside world." Fu He poured out the tea in the glass and replaced it with a new one. "When they come later, try to cooperate as much as possible. You can talk about your life at school. The views on the future happen to be young people, and there will be no generation gap when you communicate."
Bai Ziren sat on the sofa and nodded upon hearing this.
"Xiao Bai, it's okay."
Bai Ziren ignored the sudden tension, and promised, "I will try my best to cooperate."
Fu He smiled, showing a little relief.
Ten minutes later, the staff of Science Weekly came. There were three staff members in total. Two were older and one was very young. Before He shook hands, she took off her hat and casually looked around the spacious office. Her eyes accidentally fell on Bai Ziren, which surprised both of them.
Bai Ziren recognized her as Lu Ning who was in the hospital that day.
It was obvious that Lu Ning also recognized her, and slowly suppressed the smile on the corner of her mouth, and looked away as if nothing had happened, appearing indifferent.
The other two visitors are senior seniors. Under the leadership of Fu He, they went to visit the school's research room. Before leaving, they told Lu Ning to complete the interview task seriously. refuse.
After the office door was closed, there was a dead silence.
Lu Ning calmly took out her pen and notebook, and said to Bai Ziren, "Let's start right away. I prepared a few questions before I came, and you can answer them for me."
"Oh." Bai Ziren nodded.
After two questions, Lu Ning stopped and turned the pen in his hand: "You answered too simply, and the answers you gave me were all superficial answers. Can you tell me more about your inner thoughts? It is best to have creative point of view."
Bai Ziren lowered his eyes, for some reason, he felt that he was in a bad state today, and he couldn't say anything, especially when facing Lu Ning.
"what happened to you?"
"Oh."
"Oh what, I'm asking you a question." Lu Ning was annoyed softly, and couldn't help but wonder if the interviewee chose not to cooperate on purpose.
"I don't have a new point of view, because I'm still learning, and I don't understand many questions myself, so I'm sorry, can we move on to the next question?" Bai Ziren bowed his head slightly.
"Are you used to talking with your head down? It seems very impolite." Lu Ning was a little irritable, and the tip of the pen scratched two lines on the notebook.
Bai Ziren raised his head: "What's the next question?"
"Let's get this out of the way first."
"I really can't say anything else on the subject."
"Squeeze a little more for me."
"I have no other words."
Lu Ning was about to go crazy: "How can you, a high-achieving student, not have relevant professional vocabulary?"
"I have said everything that can be said, and there is really nothing else. I am not very good at expressing subjective ideas."
Lu Ning frowned delicately: "Then how did you communicate with Cheng Jingbo?"
Bai Ziren was stunned, he didn't expect that she would directly report Cheng Jingbo's name.
"Whether you have prejudices against me or not, this is a cooperation between the two parties. We should cooperate well. If the cooperation goes well, you can also explain to the instructor, but if you have been unwilling to cooperate with me and repeatedly use a few simple words to perfuse me, then This interview will become very empty." Lu Ning's attitude was solemn, "Do you understand?"
Bai Ziren thought for a while, and solemnly stated: "I didn't perfunctory you."
Lu Ning stared at the bright plain face in front of her, and couldn't help but feel a groan in her heart. Cheng Jingbo, that hypocrite, doesn't like beautiful women, he pays attention to spiritual communication, but in the end he chose such a beauty as his girlfriend. Men really like her. hypocritical.
Bai Ziren remained silent.
After a while, Lu Ning compromised a little: "Okay, I was too emotional just now, sorry, let's continue now, even for Cheng Jingbo's sake, please help me finish this interview."
"You and Cheng Jingbo..."
Before Bai Ziren finished speaking, Lu Ning expressed his opinion: "My uncle and his father are old friends and have a good relationship, but I don't know him very well. We have met three times since we were young, and we have spoken less than five words. If I say this, are you relieved? Can we continue?"
Bai Ziren didn't expect her to speak so directly, and could hardly accept the move, but anyway, thinking that Lu Tuan was always a friend of Cheng Jingbo, no matter how he was today, he should try his best to cooperate with her to complete this job, not to mention that it was also a Instructor Fu He's meaning.
So in the next hour or so, Bai Ziren said everything Lu Ning could ask about, including her upbringing experience, family environment, education received since childhood, hobbies, etc. With a real answer, there is no defense.
At the end of the interview, Lu Ning tidied up her things, and said a bit sourly, "What do you like about Cheng Jingbo? He's just good-looking and a bit knowledgeable. Other places are boring and boring."
"No, he's a very nice guy, not boring at all."
When Lu Ning heard this, the sourness in her heart gradually increased. It felt as if the treasure she had set her sights on was always out of reach. She tried to chase after it, but it fell into someone else's hands easily in a blink of an eye. It was ridiculous that she still had to pretend Don't care, just say that you like it, shake your hair and leave, just humming a little song.
When Bai Ziren left school, he received a call from Cheng Jingbo. He asked her where she was, and she gave her address. He asked her if she had eaten and whether she was hungry. She honestly said that she was a little hungry.
Coincidentally, Cheng Jingbo called her after leaving the cafe, knowing that she was nearby, and suggested by the way: "It happens that I don't have one either, let's go eat together?"
Bai Ziren naturally agreed, and after waiting for a while, he saw Cheng Jingbo driving over.
When she got in the car, he asked her what she wanted to eat, and she said she hadn't thought of it yet.
"I'll drive first, you think about it slowly, let me know when you think of it, and I'll take you there." He said, opened the car drawer, and took out a pack of small twists, "Eat some of this first."
Matcha-flavored twists? How could he have such a thing? Her eyes were full of curiosity.
"It was sold in the school convenience store, and many girls were snapping it up. When I saw it, there was only the last pack left."
She unwrapped the package and took a sip of the small green twist. It tasted very sweet, and she couldn't help but be more puzzled: "You don't like sweet things."
"I bought it for you to eat."
The simple six words are like pouring a layer of syrup on the twist, it is too sweet to bite down...
Driving close to the city center, they passed a fast food restaurant. Bai Ziren was sure that what he wanted was a hamburger, so they stopped the car and crossed the road to buy a hamburger. There were a lot of people there, so he went to find a seat first.
After Bai Ziren finished shopping, he looked back and saw a red-haired woman with a suitcase bent over to talk to Cheng Jingbo, and Cheng Jingbo seemed to say something simple, she laughed awkwardly and left quickly.
Sitting in front of Cheng Jingbo, Bai Ziren finally couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked what the woman said just now.
"She came here to travel, and she was going to kiss strangers and take pictures as souvenirs."
Bai Ziren has heard of this little travel game. It seems that there is a single girl who travels around the world, kisses many people, and breaks the Guinness record. I really didn't expect this method to become popular, even in her city.
"Do you think this kind of travel game is fun?" she asked.
"I admire the courage of these people, but it's not interesting to me. On the road, instead of spending time kissing people I don't know, it's better to stop and write a postcard to a friend far away."
She agreed, and looked at him again, thinking that with such a perfect face, it's no wonder he was picked out in the crowd.
"What's wrong?" He noticed the persistence in her eyes.
"Do you often have a lot of girls strike up a conversation with you?"
"No." He opened a hole in the ketchup bag, turned towards her together with the French fries, and said calmly, "However, the most recent time was two months ago when I was walking with a phone in my pocket." Number."
Bai Ziren sounded very familiar, and realized who he was talking about in the next second, feeling a little embarrassed.
But he also added: "Your movements are very skilled, where did you learn them?"
"... someone did it to me, I remember."
"So that's it. You learn everything very quickly, and you are really smart."
Bai Ziren clarified helplessly: "I have never done such a thing, so I don't know what is the most appropriate way."
"You might as well ask me directly."
"..."
What's the meaning? Ask him directly how to approach him? Bai Ziren was confused.
Winter is getting late quickly, and within just one meal, it is completely dark outside, and the last purple clouds at the end of the sky are diluted like watercolors, slowly showing a cool gray blue.
They walked side by side, and he stood in the wind, blocking most of the chill for her.
"Do you want to go there and have a look?" Halfway through, Cheng Jingbo motioned to a small house with a black signboard across the street.
Bai Ziren knew about the place called Hei Mi Zang. In the first few days after it opened, almost all the students were discussing it, saying that the special effects of ghosts and ghosts in it were very funny and not scary at all. The classmate in turn threatened the staff who was dressed as a ghost, which made the other party stunned...
"Well, let's go and see." She expressed interest.
Walking to the door of the Black Mizang, he saw a notice clearly stating that people with heart disease, high blood pressure, mental illness and other poor physical conditions are not allowed to enter, and Bai Ziren wondered if the inside was really as scary as described.
There was still light when I first entered, but gradually the light dimmed, and there were ghostly shadows and ice fog floating around. Bai Ziren observed the details and walked carefully step by step. When he reached a narrow tunnel, there was almost no light, and he was trapped in darkness. , she couldn't see Cheng Jingbo, but she could hear his breath, and he was walking in front of her.
"I was killed, and my body was thrown in the hut in the forest. I will not die with peace in my eyes. Come and find me..." A plot suddenly came from above.
Several other girls present screamed.
Bai Ziren was also taken aback. He became nervous and quickened his pace, but accidentally stepped on a pile of slippery things. When he looked down, he caught a glimpse of a bright bloodstain quietly appearing out of the corner of his eye. A wax face as pale as plaster was drifting, with blood dripping from under his dark pupils, she was stunned, really startled, she quickly dodged, top-heavy moved two steps forward to the right, until she bumped into a person Feeling the warmth behind the clothes, he knew it was a person, so he grabbed the other person's arm without saying a word.
Suddenly a blue flame came up, Bai Ziren raised his eyes, and saw the face of the strange man in front of him clearly, the man was already confused, and seemed to be questioning with his eyes, I don't know you, why are you grabbing me.
"Husband, I'm here!" The other party's female companion cried out for help.
Bai Ziren caught the wrong person, so embarrassed, he immediately let go of his hand, took a step back, and bumped into another person.
"I'm here." Cheng Jingbo put his hand on her shoulder.
Bai Ziren was really frightened by this matter, and almost screamed.
"I'm scarier than those who pretend to be ghosts?" He was very calm.
"No... I just can't see and feel nervous."
"Nervous?" He let go of her shoulders, reached down to find her hand, and touched it lightly. It was indeed cold.
Bai Ziren's hand trembled slightly, and it was already held by him. His fingers were slender and tenacious, and his palm was warm, conveying a reassuring force.
"That way you won't catch the wrong person again."
"..."
There are many obstacles in the next section of the road, there are broken clothes racks, boxes entwined with cobwebs, dolls with popping eyes, a few bloody heads rolling around in the corner, and the girls present screaming again and again, but Bai Ziren has nothing to worry about Yes, because the man in front will give her clear instructions, telling her to pay attention to this place, avoid that side, be careful around her feet, and don't look at the top of her head.
The point is, he has been holding her hand, making her cold hand become warm, and he even has a wish, if the tunnel is longer.
When approaching the door, an upside-down long-nosed puppet appeared, and Bai Ziren gasped secretly, but Cheng Jingbo took the opportunity to admire it for a while, then touched his nose that was about to crooked, and sincerely offered advice : "The left screw is coming loose, it should be tightened a little."
"Thank you, I will go back to repair it." The puppet's voice was a little embarrassed, and it floated away covering its face.
Bai Ziren was dumbfounded, and the atmosphere of terror disappeared instantly.
When he got out of the door, what Bai Ziren didn't expect was that he seemed to have forgotten to hold her hand. Little Lucky was right, but if she kept silent, she would be suspected of taking advantage of the opportunity, which was a bit shameless. So an honest reminder: "I'm not nervous anymore."
He hesitated for a moment, understood what she was talking about, smiled lightly, and did not let go of her hand: "We'll talk about it when we cross the road."