The full name of Broadcasting Education Center is Broadcasting Education Center, which is affiliated to the school’s Propaganda Department and is also known as the News Center. The entire building is located in the East Campus.
At noon the next day, the autumn wind was blowing.
After lunch, Jiang Qin drove to the East School and found a parking space.
He was not familiar with the security guards at the East School, and he could not just leave his car on the side of the road as he did at the main campus, so he tried to keep a low profile and avoid making any noise if possible.
After parking the car, Jiang Qin looked at the time and found that it was only twelve o'clock, and there was still an hour before the interview started.
In this case, it is estimated that A302 did not open its doors either.
Jiang Qin simply unbuckled his seat belt and sat in the car, playing Snake while waiting. As his eyes wandered, he discovered a very interesting problem.
He has always claimed that he is single.
However, his car didn't look like a bachelor's car at all.
In the storage box in front of the armrest box were the small elk hairband that Feng Nanshu used to tie her ponytail, as well as a pair of her sunglasses. In front of the passenger seat was the black bow that she took off last time.
In addition, there is also the hand-knitted wool bag I bought for her during the last team-building event.
Jiang Qin opened the storage box and took a look. He found the little rich woman's lipstick, a small mirror, a folding comb and... a pack of sanitary napkins inside.
"Feng Nanshu, this little devil, is constantly invading my life."
“Damn it!”
Jiang Qin muttered to himself, closed the storage box casually, leaned back in his chair, and his expression gradually became thoughtful.
At 12:40, Jiang Qin got out of the car, locked the door, entered the Guangjiao Building, climbed the stairs to the third floor and arrived at A302.
This is an empty classroom similar to a studio, with several flash lights, a Sony camera, and four stacked televisions.
There were two black sofas in the center of the classroom, one of which was occupied by a woman with short hair, who looked very elegant.
She was wearing a Linchuan Youth Daily work badge and was holding a piece of paper in her hand and muttering to herself.
Next to the sofa stood a man wearing a dark green vest, a baseball cap, and a Nikon SLR camera hanging on his chest.
No need to ask, this should be the reporter from Linchuan Youth Daily. Almost all reporters on TV look like this.
but…
When Jiang Qin turned his gaze back, he unexpectedly saw an acquaintance.
She was wearing a very literary white dress, with her long, soft hair falling down her shoulders. She was looking at him with bright eyes and biting her lips subconsciously.
What was strange was that this time she didn't scream or shout, nor did she have an expression as if the whole world owed her something. Instead, she stood there quietly for a long time without saying a word.
"Jiang Qin?"
The short-haired female reporter sitting on the sofa suddenly saw him, walked towards him, and extended her right hand with a smile: "Hello, my name is Dong Min, a reporter from Linchuan Youth Daily, thank you very much for accepting our interview."
Jiang Qin retracted his gaze and shook hands with the female reporter: "I should thank Linchuan Youth Daily for interviewing an ordinary college student like me."
"You've only been enrolled for two months, and these achievements are far from mediocre."
Dong Min responded with a smile, but he was a little surprised in his heart.
Because the 18-year-old boy in front of her actually knew how to shake hands with a loose grip, which was completely different from the college students she had interviewed before who held hands tightly.
The rest of the interview went very smoothly, just like what Jiang Qin had studied last night. He answered every question fluently.
Although Jiang Qin had never accepted a serious interview in his previous life, he was not afraid of such a small occasion with his 38-year-old soul. He could speak fluently about starting a business, working part-time to support his studies, and dreams even if he spoke without a script. Otherwise, his more than ten years in the bar would have been in vain.
After asking a few questions, Dong Min's evaluation of him became higher and higher.
It is difficult for a freshman in school not to be nervous when being interviewed by formal media, but Jiang Qin was really not nervous.
"My entrepreneurial achievements are not just my own achievements, because without the help of the school, the assistance of teachers, and the support of everyone, Zhihu would not be what it is today, and Jiang Qin would not be qualified to be what it is today."
"Finally, let me make a summary."
"There is no such thing as a truly peaceful life. It is just that the Party, the country, the school and the teachers are carrying the burden for us to move forward."
In the final summary, Jiang Qin deliberately lowered his voice to make his sound more textured, and blurted out the popular online chicken soup twenty years later, which to a certain extent achieved a precise dimensionality reduction attack.
Dong Min, who was sitting opposite him, was stunned by these words. He felt that they were very enlightening and immediately took up his pen and wrote them down on the notebook.
Even though she used a recorder, she seemed to be afraid that she would forget this sentence.
In this age when non-mainstream quotations are prevalent, who has ever heard such powerful golden sentences
"Can that sentence just now be used as the headline of this news?"
"sure."
Jiang Qin agreed calmly, thinking to himself, I haven't sung "The Lone Brave Man" yet. I love the way you walk alone with a faint fragrance, I love the way you refuse to kneel, I love the way you confront despair and refuse to cry. When this song is sung, even kindergarten children will be scared and confused.
At the same time, Chu Siqi stood by and looked at Jiang Qin with a complicated expression, a light but painful sadness flashed in her heart.
She was just recruited into the news center last month because of her title as the most beautiful girl on campus. Director Gu planned to train her to be the deputy director of the press station, and she would represent Linchuan University in interviews in the future. Her pretty face alone could bring some reputation to the school.
Lin’an University has a journalism department, so the position of webmaster will definitely be reserved for someone from the journalism department, but what’s wrong with having a beautiful deputy webmaster
But Chu Siqi didn't expect that the first person she contacted would be a reporter from Linchuan Youth Daily, nor did she expect that the reporter from Linchuan Youth Daily would interview Jiang Qin.
This encounter was different from the one on the train. It was the first time that she looked at this person again without any willfulness or stubbornness. It was also the first time she saw Jiang Qin talkatively.
The person in front of me is completely different from the one in high school.
In terms of conversation, manners and posture, they are far superior to 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 she was already out of reach.
Because apart from the surprised look when he entered the door, he never looked at me again throughout the whole process. But there was no deliberate avoidance by him, but more of a calm and composed look.
He really didn't care anymore, and he didn't even bother to hate her. Chu Siqi felt that this was what hurt her the most.
"Student Jiang Qin, please sit up straight. I'll take a picture of you for the news."
Jiang Qin moved his buttocks: "Is this okay?"
"Yes, sure."
The photographer pressed the shutter, froze the picture and showed it to Dong Min, who nodded with satisfaction: "That's it. Thank you again, Jiang. I have to say that you are the most mature college student I have ever seen."
"Teacher Dong is the most beautiful reporter I have ever seen."
Jiang Qin didn't know what to compliment her on, but since she was a woman, it would be right to compliment her on her beauty.
Dong Min smiled and said that she was going to the school department to arrange another interview. The interviewee was a junior student who returned lost property. He was unable to come before because there were not enough people in the society, so he interviewed him this time.
"How are you going to get there?"
Jiang Qin asked.
"We came here in a taxi, so we had to walk."
Dong Min answered while slinging her bag over her shoulder.
"I just happen to be going back to the main campus as well. How about you take my car?"
Jiang Qin felt that it would be a shame not to release such easy goodwill. No matter whether it would be useful later, he would just do the favor first.
"Really? Thank you so much."
Dong Min was quite surprised that he actually had a car, but when he thought about the background check information and his advertising revenue, he felt a little stupid. With a monthly income of more than 500,000 yuan, it was normal for him to buy a car.
The eighteen-year-old boy in front of him was really not as ordinary as he said.
Chu Siqi, who was standing behind Dong Min, turned pale and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, thinking that what was written in those posts was true and he really bought a car.
"Xiao Chu, you can come with us too."
"Ah? Can I?"
"Director Gu and our director are old friends. She specifically asked you to follow the entire process and understand the different interview styles of different interviewees."
Chu Siqi nodded immediately after listening to this. She had a hidden expectation in her heart. She was not expecting to see the working attitude of a professional reporter, but wanted to take a ride in Jiang Qin's car once.
She didn't know what she was thinking, but... she was looking forward to it.
Jiang Qin sighed secretly in his heart, thinking why didn't this female reporter surnamed Dong tell him earlier? If you had told me earlier, I wouldn't have taken you in my crappy car.
But now that things have come to this, you can't refuse.
After all, it was he who suggested giving a ride, not someone else's request. Does he really mean that Chu Siqi shouldn't be allowed to ride with him
It's no big deal to appear petty, but if Chu Siqi suddenly gets sick again and starts crying, there's really no way out of this.
Jiang Qin said nothing and walked out of A302 calmly. Dong Min and the photographer walked behind him, while Chu Siqi followed at the end very low-key.
Her previous domineering attitude was entirely due to the fact that she felt she was superior on a psychological level.
But at this moment, when facing Jiang Qin, she really lost all her initial confidence.
After a while, Jiang Qin drove the Audi out of the parking space, stopped the car, and invited several people to get in.
Chu Siqi hesitated for a long time and did not dare to go to the passenger seat. Instead, she turned around and got into the back seat. The photographer also sat in the back seat, and Dong Min was in the back seat like them.
“Isn’t it crowded?”
"Just squeeze in, lest your girlfriend gets jealous. You'll be in trouble then."
Dong Min is worthy of being a reporter. As soon as he got on the bus, he noticed the girls' accessories. At this moment, he was pointing at the black bow and laughing.
When Jiang Qin saw Dong Min's faint smile, he couldn't help but smile too after thinking about it.
Feng Nanshu doesn’t understand what jealousy is, right
"… "
Wait, am I losing my mind
At this time, Chu Siqi was observing the changes in Jiang Qin's expression through the rearview mirror. After a while, a trace of loneliness flashed across her face.