Who Can Fall In Love After Being Reborn?

Chapter 127 Interview with Youth Daily

The full name of Guangjiao 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 on the East Campus.

 At noon the next day, the autumn wind rustled.

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

He was not familiar with the security guards at East Campus, and he could not just throw the car on the roadside casually like he did at the main campus, so he tried his best to keep a low profile and not be conspicuous if possible.

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

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

Jiang Qin simply unbuckled his seat belt and sat in the car while playing with Snake and waiting. With his eyes wandering, he discovered an interesting question.

 I have always claimed that I am single.

However, my car doesn’t look like a bachelor’s car at all.

In the storage box in front of the armrest, there is a small elk head rope that Feng Nanshu used to tie her ponytail, as well as a pair of her sunglasses. In front of the passenger seat is a black bow that she took off last time.

In addition, there is also the hand-knitted wool bag bought for her during the last team building.

Jiang Qin opened the storage box and took a look, and found that there were also the little rich woman's lipstick, a small mirror, a folding comb and... a pack of aunt's towels.

“This little devil Feng Nanshu is constantly invading my life.”

 “Damn it!”

Jiang Qin muttered to himself, closed the storage box and leaned gently 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, climbed up 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 TVs stacked together.

There are two black sofas in the center of the classroom. One of them is occupied by a woman with short hair, who looks quite elegant.

She has a Linchuan Youth Daily work badge on her body and is holding a piece of paper in her hand and mumbling something.

Beside the sofa stood a man wearing a dark green vest and a baseball cap, with a Nikon SLR hanging on his chest.

No need to ask, this should be a reporter from Linchuan Youth Daily. Almost all reporters on TV look like this.

but…

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

She was wearing a white dress with a very artistic temperament, and her long silky hair was hanging down her shoulders. She was looking at herself with bright eyes, and she bit her lips subconsciously.

 The strange thing is that she did not yell this time, nor did she look like the whole world owed her, but stood quietly and did not make a sound for a long time.

 “Jiang Qin?”

The short-haired female reporter sitting on the sofa suddenly saw him, then walked towards him, smiling and holding out her right hand: "Hello, my name is Dong Min, a reporter from Linchuan Youth Daily. Thank you very much for accepting an interview with this newspaper. "

Jiang Qin withdrew his gaze and shook hands with the female reporter: "I should be the one thanking Linchuan Youth Daily for being able to interview me, an ordinary college student."

“You have been in school for two months, and the results you have achieved are not ordinary at all.”

Dong Min responded with a smile, but felt a little surprised in his heart.

Because the eighteen-year-old young man in front of her actually knew how to give a weak handshake, which was completely different from the college students she had interviewed before who kept holding on to their hands.

The following interview went smoothly and smoothly, similar to what Jiang Qin had studied last night. He answered every question fluently.

Although Jiang Qin had never received a serious interview in his previous life, with a 38-year-old soul, he would not be embarrassed to face such a small scene. Regarding entrepreneurship, work-study, and dreams, he was completely unscripted. You can also be eloquent, otherwise more than ten years of working in the wine shop will be in vain.

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

It is difficult for a freshman at school not to be nervous when being interviewed by regular 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 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. Jiang Qin."

 “Finally, let me summarize.”

“There is no real peace and quiet in the years. It’s just the party and the country, the school and the teachers who are shouldering the burden for us.”

 In the last sentence, Jiang Qin deliberately lowered his voice to make his voice more textured. The internet chicken soup that became popular twenty years later blurted out, achieving a precise dimensionality reduction attack to a certain extent.

These words stunned Dong Min who was opposite him. He felt so enlightened that he immediately wrote it down in his notebook.

Even though she used a voice recorder, she seemed to be afraid that she would forget these words.

In this era when non-mainstream quotations are prevalent, who has heard of such a sonorous and powerful phrase?

“Can the sentence just now be used as the headline of this news?”

"sure."

Jiang Qin agreed calmly, saying in his heart that I haven't sung the song "The Lonely Brave Man" yet. I love you walking alone in the dark fragrance. I love the way you don't kneel. I love you who persisted through despair and refused to cry. Once I sang this song, even the children in the kindergarten were stunned. They can all bluff them to the point where they can’t find the north.

At the same time, Chu Siqi stood nearby, looking at Jiang Qin with a complicated expression, and a slight but painful sadness flashed in her heart.

She was recruited by the news center just last month because of her reputation as the number one school beauty. Director Gu plans to train her to be the deputy director of the reporter station. She will then go out for interviews on behalf of Linchuan University. Her pretty face can also bring benefits to the school. Give me some face.

Linda has a journalism department, and the position of webmaster must be reserved for someone from the journalism department, but why not have a beautiful deputy webmaster? But Chu Siqi did not 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 and unruliness, and it was also the first time that she saw Jiang Qin talking freely.

The person in front of me is completely different from what he was in high school.

No matter how they talk, behave or gesture, they are far ahead of 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 far out of reach.

 Because except for the surprised look when he entered the door, he never looked at himself again during the whole process, but there was no deliberate avoidance, but more of a calm indifference.

He really didn't care anymore and didn't even bother to feel hatred. Chu Siqi felt that this was what stung her the most.

“Jiang Qin, please sit upright. I will take a picture of you to use as a news picture.”

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

 “Well, okay.”

The photographer pressed the shutter, froze the picture and took a look at Dong Min. Dong Min nodded with satisfaction: "That's enough. Thank you again, classmate 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 praise, but since the other person was a woman, there was nothing wrong with praising her for her beauty.

Dong Min pursed his lips and smiled, and then said that he was going to the school department and asked for another interview. The interviewee was a junior student who had made a lot of money. The club was not able to come because there were not enough staff before, so he took the opportunity to interview him this time.

 “How are you going?”

Jiang Qin asked.

“We came here by taxi, so we could only walk there.”

　　 Dong Min put his bag on his back and answered.

“I just have to go back to my school, how about you take my car?”

Jiang Qin felt that it would be a pity not to release such easy kindness. Regardless of whether it would be useful later, he should give the favor first.

 “Really? Thank you so much.”

Dong Min was surprised that he actually owned a car, but after thinking about the information he had posted and his advertising revenue, he felt a bit stupid. With a monthly income of more than 500,000 yuan, buying a car was too normal for him. .

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

Chusiqi, who was behind Dong Min, paled slightly, 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 whole process and understand the different interview styles of different interviewees.”

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

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

Jiang Qin secretly sighed in his heart and thought to himself, why didn’t this female reporter named Dong tell me earlier? If you told me earlier, I wouldn’t even take you in my bad car.

 But since it’s all said and done, you can’t refuse.

After all, the offer of a ride was his own initiative and not someone else’s request. Could it be that Chu Siqi shouldn’t be allowed to sit with him?

It's a trivial matter to look like she has a small belly. If Chu Siqi suddenly gets sick again and screams, there will really be no way to end it.

Jiang Qin said nothing and walked out of A302 calmly. Dong Min and the photographer walked behind, and Chu Siqi followed very low-key at the end.

Her previous bossiness was entirely because she felt that she was superior on a psychological level.

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

 After a while, Jiang Qin drove the Audi out of the parking space, stopped the car, and invited a few people to get in the car.

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, like them, also sat in the back seat.

 “Isn’t it crowded?”

 “Forget it, just squeeze in, lest your little girlfriend gets jealous, and you’ll feel better then.”

Dong Min is worthy of being a reporter. As soon as he got in the car, he noticed the little girl's accessories and was pointing at the black bow and laughing secretly.

Jiang Qin saw Dong Min's vague smile and couldn't help but laugh after thinking about it.

Feng Nanshu doesn’t understand what jealousy is at all, does he?

　　　…”

 Wait a minute, am I out of my mind?

Chusiqi was currently observing the changes in Jiang Qin's expression through the rearview mirror. After a while, a hint of loneliness flashed across his expression.

 (End of this chapter)