Riding the wind of rebirth

Chapter 38

The interview took a long time, and the director in the middle didn't intend to stop at all. The more such materials, the better, anyway, I have to edit them when I go back.

The hostess in the middle only subtly guided the interview twice towards "knowledge is useless" and "everything is based on money". Zhou Zhi also stuck to her own work, using her grandmother as an example to express her views.

When the interview was finally over, the melon-eating crowd dared to breathe a sigh of relief, and then dispersed abruptly.

The host Chi Xueli was sorting out the drafts on the desktop - there is no teleprompter yet - and smiled at Zhou Zhi: "It's really small, the typhoon is stable, and I don't have stage fright. I was worried before coming, but it turned out Many grown-ups are not as easy as you."

"That's Sister Xue Li, you hosted and guided well." Zhou Zhi said with a smile: "And don't underestimate me, I am the one who hosted the school's New Year's Day performance."

Chi Xueli laughed wildly: "Little slick, you still have my share in talking?! What did the host guide?"

"Buttons are left on the paragraphs." Zhou Zhi also smiled: "Cut it up as you like."

Chi Xueli was stunned, and recalled what happened just now, eh?It seems to be so!

"It's so small, why don't you major in editing and directing in the future." Chi Xueli dragged the pen and notebook in front of Zhou Zhi's desk: "This cooperation is very pleasant, I will leave you a pager number and phone number, if you have the opportunity to come to Shudu , just call my sister, and I will take you to play."

"Sister, you can really save money."

"Huh?" Chi Xueli was stunned again: "Why do you say that?"

"Sister is a big star." Zhou Zhi put on a disdainful expression: "If you really go to Du Fu's Thatched Cottage in Wuhou Temple, won't you be surrounded by [-]% of the people inside and outside?"

"Hmph! So the most you can do is take me around the stage and eat in the cafeteria once. Sister, you can really save money."

"Ah? Hehehe..." Today's entertainment programs are far less abundant than in later generations. Chi Xueli is the big host of the provincial TV station. After thinking about it, this is indeed the case.

After laughing, he spat again: "Ghost spirit! As long as you come, I will make special arrangements for you, okay?!"

When I opened Zhou Zhi's notebook and prepared to leave a call, I read the content: "What is this?"

"Here is the outline." Zhou Zhi replied, "I have been thinking about what questions my sister might ask me for the past two days, and then I made a reminder outline."

After finishing speaking, he shrugged his shoulders: "But it's useless."

Chi Xueli turned to the last blank page of the book, wrote down two numbers and tore them off: "This is for you, don't tell anyone else. This book... belongs to my sister."

This time it was Zhou Zhi's turn to be dumbfounded: "Sister, you are too lazy to steal too much, right?"

Chi Xueli kicked Zhou Zhi lightly: "Don't make trouble! It's useless for you to keep it!"

"..."

After greeting the aunt who led the team and the director, this interview is over.

My grandma had been pushed home by my father long ago, and my mother never made up my mind to return the wheelchair that was sent to Qian County Hospital in Gujing Township.

Yang He also arrived this morning and finished the interview in the crowd.

The interview is not enviable, but after the interview, there is also the benefit of "flirting" with beautiful women, which makes Yang He extremely envious!

And there are two waiting beside me, the old charm still exists, the young ones haven't bloomed yet, but they both look the same.

This is the death of drought and the death of waterlogging.

This dead elbow is so fucking hateful!
Guan Tingting and her mother are in the first grade and the first grade. Mother Guan is determined to train her daughter to be a singer, so that she can appear on TV and become a star in the future.

Hearing that the provincial TV station came to interview Zhou Zhi, they brought Guan Tingting to "watch and emulate", so as to lay a solid foundation for future performances on stage.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, but how many children can understand such painstaking efforts?
For example, Guan Tingting, Guan's mother's original intention was to let her observe Chi Xueli more closely. Such an opportunity is indeed very rare for people in small counties.

What about the little girl?But he has been watching brother Zhou Zhi there.

"Brother Zhou Zhi, why aren't you scared at all?" Guan Tingting opened her little hands, "I'm almost dying of nervousness, look, my hands are sweaty!"

"Why are you nervous? This is not a live broadcast. Even if it breaks, you can re-record it." Zhou Zhi smiled and said, "It's you Tingting. When you broadcast live on TV in the future, you have to be steady."

One sentence made Da Qingyi of the county troupe smile: "The elbow is right...why are you always so unruly!"

The latter sentence was addressed to Guan Tingting who had already secretly stretched out her hand to wipe Zhou Zhi's body: "The opportunity is rare. When you communicate with Aunt Chi later, you must be polite, you know?"

"Tingting listen to me, she will call me sister in a while, and you must never call me auntie." Zhou Zhi said goodbye to Guan's mother with a smile: "Auntie, I'm leaving, and there are still classmates here. Thank you, Uncle Guan, for arranging a meeting room for grandma." .”

"Go ahead." Guan Ma said with a smile, "You're so talented! Another day, Auntie will make Gastrodia stewed pigeon for you!"

"Oh good!"

Leading the foreign monk out of the conference room, Zhou Zhi suddenly thought of a problem.

wait!Gastrodia elata stewed pigeon? !Mama Guan, where did you get this pigeon from? !
Looking back, she saw that Mama Guan had brought Guan Tingting and walked towards the filming team with a big smile on her face. Zhou Zhi could only shake his head and said to the foreign monk, "Let's go home."

Yang and He are both busy in the countryside recently, and they don't know anything about what's going on in the city. Honest children are fooled by such a "big battle".

What's wrong?Isn't it just a minor operation, as for?
Dazedly following Zhou Zhi to the house, grandma had already turned out the little basket, ready to start work.

Dad said a simple hello and hurried out to go back to the unit.

But the mother turned the back basket out: "Yang He is here to save the emergency. Zhou Zhi hasn't removed the stitches yet, and the house is almost out of rice!"

"The food stamps and money are here, help my aunt to go to the food station to carry some rice, and get a few catties of vegetable oil by the way!"

"Come back and stop at Nanguan, and buy some steamed buns with Zhou Zhi! I'll get some rice milk in the afternoon."

After talking about Yang He's ability, he was a little skeptical. This baby is bigger than Wei Jifei, but smaller than Zhou Zhi, and overall is still thin: "Is it possible to carry thirty catties? Twenty catties if you can't carry it." , and the rest I will go another day."

Yang He felt that he had been insulted: "Auntie, I always pick up one hundred catties at home."

My mother just laughed: "Yang He is still very powerful and sensible. Unlike Zhou Zhi, if you ask him to make two catties of vegetable oil, you will have to blackmail Auntie for a steamed stuffed bun!"

Hello!Isn't it too much to step on your own son like this?
Yang He was relieved, grandma was still the same grandmother, mother was still the same mother, and father was still the same father.

Grandma smiled and pressed Yang He: "The monk is here? How long will you stay this time?"

Yang He opened a snakeskin pocket, which contained a piece of bacon and a piece of cured ribs: "The Spring Festival will be in a few days, and I will go back before the festival."

The baby was afraid of being criticized by his parents for bringing things, so he didn't take them out just now.

Who says honest people don't understand the world?
"Grandma, let's carry rice!" Zhou Zhi also put the white plastic oil drum at home into the basket.

"Go, come back early."

After leaving the door, the two walked towards the grain station by the Chishui River Bridge together. Along the way, Zhou Zhi told Yang He about the recent events.

Yang He listened silently. Finally, when Zhou Zhi mentioned that he had won a manuscript fee of 30 yuan, he hesitated for a long time: "Yuzi, I want to borrow some money from you."

Zhou Zhi was stunned for a moment. In his previous life, Yang He only took the college entrance examination after graduating from high school. Even when he was in the most difficult time, he never said this.

However, when he was studying, Zhou Zhi took the initiative to send him 300 yuan in a letter, but Yang He didn't receive it.

Later, Zhou Zhi checked the system, and it turned out that the post office has a regulation that money is not allowed in the letter, otherwise the post office has the right to confiscate it.

In other words, Zhou Zhi never actually helped Yang He financially.

"What happened at home?" Zhou Zhi asked, "You came a few days late, is it because something happened at home?"

"My dad got sick, and the family spent a lot on seeing him."

"So you quarreled with your brother and sister-in-law?" Zhou Zhi asked, "They don't want you to continue studying?"

Yang He was silent again.

"How much do you want to borrow? How much can you borrow from other places besides me? You still have two and a half years of high school, and you still have a few years to pass the exam. Is it enough?"

"What do you mean?!" Yang He finally broke out: "Are you happy that I can't read a book? I only have one idea now, that is, how long can I read! Even if I can only read for one more day, I will read it! no?!"

I'm an honest man, and I'm even scarier than Cousin Dayong. Zhou Zhi slapped Yang He on the back of the neck: "Shut up! Listen to me!"

Yang He closed his mouth resentfully: "I shouldn't have come to you."

Zhou Zhi smiled with some complacency on his cheeky face, "If you don't come to me, then you'll regret it for the rest of your life and I'll tell you!"

"I've already figured out a way. This Spring Festival, we want to make money! Me, Master Qiao, you, the plane, and his sister, let's make money together."

"Can... can you earn it?"

"Of course I can earn it!" Zhou Zhi thought for a while, "But my preparation time is from the first to the third day of junior high school, and you are not at home these few days..."

"It doesn't matter, I'll go back in my thirties, and come here early in the morning on the first day of the new year!"

"Then your parents and sister-in-law won't scold you to death! Let me think about it..." Zhou Zhi pondered for a while: "How much did you want to borrow from me just now?"

"Uh... didn't you say that there is a 30 yuan manuscript fee?"

"You didn't intend to give me any points?" Zhou Zhi couldn't help but look at Yang He with admiration: "It's a pity that I have always treated you as an honest person..."

"..." Yang He blushed suddenly, and he really blurted out just now.

But having said that, only Zhou Zhi could make him blurt out like this.

"30 yuan is given to you, but it is considered an advance from your income due in a few days. It is not a loan, and there is no need to pay it back."

"real?!"

"You take the 30 yuan, and when you go back on the 29th, give it to your sister-in-law, and say that you earned it through work and study in the city with me. If your father is sick and you don't have a penny, the 30 yuan will be shared with your brother and sister-in-law. a bit."

"Then you tell your brother and sister-in-law that I still want you to stay and help, and ask for a price... Well, twenty a day, maybe, because you wanted to go home and spend the New Year with them, but you refused."

"Ah? Why?"

(End of this chapter)