Finally, it's Friday, and after the afternoon, the weekend will be ushered in. Yan Ming prepared enough materials for the interview in the afternoon, but at noon, he was told that the interview task had been temporarily replaced.
Yan Ming was puzzled, and ran to ask their supervisor, there was a lot of resentment in his words.
Instead, the supervisor patiently explained to him, "Xiao Yan, today's incident happened for a reason, and I haven't had time to tell you about it."
Yan Ming couldn't get used to the supervisor's official tone, so he said with a sullen face, "Understood."
"Hey, Xiao Yan, I haven't told you what's going on yet. Look, it's like this. I have an interview tomorrow, and I'm going to interview a professor of history at University A, named Jiang Weiyang. Our newspaper office You are from University A, but when I inquired later, your postgraduate advisor is actually him. You see, it’s such a coincidence.”
Yan Ming immediately refused, "Director, I'm not suitable, please find someone else."
"You are not suitable, can we still pick out a second suitable person here? Xiao Yan, you will be the only one for the interview tomorrow. You can go to catch up with your teacher and chat about a few topics at random. No, The press release is out."
"Director, I'm really not suitable."
"Okay, okay, I still have something to do, so that's it, you go back and prepare the materials." The supervisor waved his hand, signaling Yan Ming to go out.
In the past few years, Yan Ming met Jiang Weiyang several times, but they never spoke a word. Not even the polite "teacher hello" and "hello" and the like.
Yan Ming was a little annoyed, he really didn't want to take the job, but he couldn't refuse. The interviews that he was going to go outside were gone, so he simply went home first.
After returning, he didn't stay idle, and searched for Jiang Weiyang's information on the Internet. It turned out that one of this person's novels recently won the XX Literature Award, and the film and television rights were sold to CCTV, which can be said to be in the limelight.
Yan Ming briefly thought about a few topics to be asked tomorrow, and rehearsed many times in his mind in the form of self-question and self-answer.
The next day, he took the new interns from his unit and went to Jiang Weiyang's villa in Zijin Ming County. Standing at the door, the intern couldn't help feeling the grandeur of the house, how they all lived on the earth, and there was such a big gap between people.
Yan Ming glanced at him, put on the air of a strict teacher, and said, "During the interview later, be smart. Read all the materials I sent last night."
The intern nodded confidently, "I've read it all, don't worry, teacher, I promise to play it by ear."
Yan Ming stretched out his hand and rang the doorbell, thinking in his mind, what should be the first thing to say when we meet in a while.
Jiang Weiyang opened the door and stared at the two people outside. The intern Xiaoxia was quite good at coming, so she ignored the dazed teacher and hurriedly reported her family name, "Hello, Professor Jiang, we are reporters from the Kyoto Daily, and we are here to interview you today."
Jiang Weiyang nodded and let them enter the villa.
"What would you like to drink?" Jiang Weiyang asked, keeping his eyes on Yan Ming while speaking.
Xiao Xia smiled neither humble nor overbearing, "No need, Professor Jiang, you are too polite."
"What about you?" The question was obviously strict.
Yan Ming finally met his eyes, "Don't bother, let's start. What do you think is suitable? The living room, or the study?"
There was no emotion on Jiang Weiyang's face, and he said in a deep voice, "The study."
So, the two of them followed Jiang Weiyang to the study on the second floor.
Jiang Weiyang is dressed more casually today, with an ordinary white half-sleeved upper body and gray home pants underneath. I have to say that Jiang Weiyang is a very charming man.
The study room is still the same as before, with three rows of bookcases occupying three walls, and the books are neatly arranged row by row. On the desk, there is a book spread out, which should be read recently.
Yan Ming glanced roughly, it was "The Complete Works of Zhang Taiyan", and he probably found the starting point for the next interview.
Yan Ming tried the recorder, and asked politely, "Professor Jiang, is it okay?"
Jiang Weiyang nodded.
Yan Ming started in a serious manner.
"First of all, congratulations to Professor Jiang for winning the XX Literature Award for your novel "The Orphan Girl". You can be regarded as the youngest winner in recent years. There has always been a saying in the market that you write women more than men. Do you agree with this statement? ?”
Jiang Weiyang raised his eyebrows, "It's the first time I've heard someone comment on me like that, maybe my works are too rosy."
"No, it's not considered cosmetic, it should belong to Wanyue."
"Professor Jiang, what kind of books do you usually read?"
"Comparative."
"I saw a copy of "The Complete Works of Zhang Taiyan" on your desk just now, can Professor Jiang talk about your opinion on Mr. Taiyan?"
"The madman in the late Qing Dynasty is rebellious. I don't dare to talk about my opinions. Huang Kan summed it up very well. His diction and exegesis are a collection of the great achievements of Qing Confucianism; A great Confucian who lives in the world."
Yan Ming smiled, "The word 'crazy' already explains everything."
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This interview was quite satisfactory, and there were no special remarks, but the task was completed anyway. Yan Ming and Xiao Xia were bending over to pack their things, ready to go back.
"Don't go yet, I have something to do with you." Jiang Weiyang's voice came from behind.
Yan Ming turned his head and looked back, "What's the matter?"
Jiang Weiyang looked gloomy, "I'll find out later."
Yan Ming hesitated, but let Xiao Xia go back first, and told him to drive carefully.
The two went to the living room, Jiang Weiyang left Yan Ming and went to the kitchen. Soon, he came over with a glass of lemonade.
"Are you still used to work?" Jiang Weiyang asked.
Yan Ming deliberately kept a distance, and said firmly, "It's pretty good."
"busy?"
"Fortunately, it's not too busy."
"I've read the collection of poems you wrote. It was published the year before last. It's very good, but it feels too dark and depressing."
Yan Ming was a little surprised, because his poetry collection didn't have much splash.
"You like to use birds, beasts, insects and fish as images. Birds fly in the sky and fish swim in the water. They are obviously very broad visions, but you endow them with a sad style."
"It's written blindly, it's completely based on feeling, even I don't know what to say."
Suddenly, Jiang Yuqian stared at Yan Ming, and changed the subject, "Are you still angry with me?"
Yan Ming understood what he meant, and asked knowingly, "Teacher, I don't understand what you mean."
Jiang Weiyang said word by word, "When I met you several times, you deliberately avoided it. I thought, I must have offended you somewhere?"
Yan Ming always had a calm expression, "You must have misunderstood, maybe I was in a hurry and didn't see you."
Jiang Weiyang pressed on, "A few years ago, you said you liked me, why?"
"The teacher is very knowledgeable, and everyone likes you."
Jiang Weiyang turned his face sideways, rubbed the corner of Yan Ming's mouth lightly, his eyes were extremely serious and deep, "I'm talking about this kind of liking."
Where is Yan Ming his opponent, he has been frightened for a long time, his eyes dodge and he is completely at a loss.
"I was married, nearly ten years older than you, and I'm a man, why?"
"There is no reason? There is no reason to be poor if you study things poorly."
Jiang Weiyang couldn't help but chuckled.
"If you don't think I'm old, would you like to give it a try?"
Yan Ming suddenly raised his head, his eyes were full of disbelief, all this was too shocking for him.
"I don't know, I'm going back first..." Yan Ming hurriedly fled the villa.
That night, Yan Ming was tightly surrounded by a strange emotion, pleasantly surprised but also afraid. He was bored in the bedroom, his mind was full of Jiang Weiyang's intentional kiss, and the phrase "Would you like to try it?"
Unable to calm down, he wanted to find someone to relieve this strange emotion, so he called and asked Zhou Hao out.
The two of them found a barbecue stand and ordered some beer just like they did when they were students.
"What's the matter? It's so urgent."
"He suddenly told me today that he wanted to try with me."
Without even thinking about it, Zhou Hao asked, "Teacher Jiang?"
Yan Ming nodded, "Yes."
"He suddenly became enlightened."
Yan Ming looked at Zhou Hao very seriously, "Zhou Hao, tell me, what should I do? I... I sometimes feel that I am very hypocritical, always thinking about things, I think he is just curious."
"Then you're thinking too much. I don't think Mr. Jiang is that kind of person. He looks quite serious. He belongs to the kind of person who does what he says."
"Then let me think about it..."
Originally, Teacher Jiang had a good conversation, but Yan Ming suddenly changed the subject and mentioned Jiang Yuqian again.
"Zhou Hao, I shouldn't have persuaded you, but in the past few years, Jiang Yuqian has often come to me to inquire about you. Sometimes, I feel that life is also quite strange. Maybe it's just good fortune. What about you? ,what are you thinking?"
"He and I are always tossing. We have been together for four years, and we have been tossing for four years. What I am most afraid of now is tossing. Yan Ming, I am not afraid that you will laugh at me. In fact, I have no big ambitions. I just want to have a place to live." place, a job that pays well. I am quite satisfied with my current situation.”
Yan Ming sighed, "I understand you."
"Yan Ming, I have always envied you."
"What do you envy me for?"
"You will always be young, and your eyes will always be full of tears. I can't, I have already entered middle age."