Chapter 127 Feng Nanshu Is a Little Devil

The full name of Guangjiao is the Broadcasting Education Center, which is affiliated to the school's publicity 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 rustling.

After lunch, Jiang Qin drove to the East Campus and found a parking space to park.

He was not familiar with the security guards of the East Campus, and he could not just leave the car on the side of the road as he did at the main campus, so he tried to be low-key and not to be ostentatious.

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 Snake while waiting. As his eyes wandered, he found a very interesting problem.

He has always claimed that he is single.

However, his car does not look like a bachelor's car at all.

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

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

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

"Feng Nanshu, this little devil, is constantly invading my life."

"Damn it!"

Jiang Qin muttered to himself, closed the storage box casually, leaned back gently on the chair, and his expression gradually became thoughtful.

At 12:40, Jiang Qin got out of the car, locked the door, entered the Broadcasting and Education Building, climbed the stairs to the third floor and came to A302.

This is an empty classroom similar to a studio, with several flash lights, a Sony camera, and four stacked TVs.

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

She is wearing a work badge of Linchuan Youth Daily and is holding a piece of paper in her hand and muttering something.

Next to the sofa stood a man wearing a dark green vest, a baseball cap, and a Nikon SLR on his chest.

No need to ask, this should be the reporter of Linchuan Youth Daily, almost all reporters on TV look like this.

But...

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

She was wearing a very literary white dress, with soft long hair hanging down her shoulders, and she was looking at him with bright eyes, and subconsciously biting her lips.

Strangely, she didn't shout this time, nor did she have an expression that the whole world owed her, but stood quietly for a long time without saying a word.

"Jiang Qin?"

The short-haired female reporter sitting on the sofa suddenly saw him, then walked towards him, smiling and extending her right hand: "Hello, my name is Dong Min, a reporter from Linchuan Youth Daily, thank you for accepting our interview."

Jiang Qin retracted his gaze and shook hands with the female reporter: "I should thank Linchuan Youth Daily for interviewing me, an ordinary college student."

"Two months after enrollment, these achievements you have made are not ordinary at all."

Dong Min smiled and responded, but she was a little surprised.

Because the 18-year-old boy in front of her actually knew how to shake hands with a hollow hand, which was completely different from the college students she had interviewed before who held on tightly.

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

Although Jiang Qin had never been interviewed in a serious manner in his previous life, he was not afraid to deal with such a small scene with his 38-year-old soul. He could speak fluently about entrepreneurship, part-time work and dreams even if he didn't have a script, otherwise his more than ten years of drinking would have been in vain.

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

It is difficult for freshmen 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 achievements, because without the help of the school, the help of teachers, and the support of everyone, Zhihu would not be the Zhihu of today, and Jiang Qin would not be qualified to be the Jiang Qin of today."

"Finally, let me make a summary."

"There is no such thing as a truly peaceful life. It's just that the Party and the country, the school and the teachers are carrying the burden for us."

In the last sentence of the summary, Jiang Qin deliberately lowered his voice to make his voice more textured, blurting out the popular online chicken soup twenty years later, which achieved a precise dimensionality reduction attack to a certain extent.

Dong Min, who was sitting opposite, was stunned by this sentence. She felt it was so inspiring that she immediately wrote it down in her notebook.

Even though she used a recorder, she seemed to be afraid that she would forget this sentence.

In this era where non-mainstream quotations are popular, who has ever heard such a powerful golden sentence?

"Can that sentence just now be used as the headline of this news?"

"Of course."

Jiang Qin agreed calmly, thinking that I haven't sung the song of the lonely brave yet. I love you walking alone with the fragrance, I love you for not kneeling, I love you for confronting despair and refusing to cry. When this song is sung, even kindergarten children can be scared and lose their way.

At the same time, Chu Siqi stood by, looking at Jiang Qin with a complicated expression, and a very light 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.

Lindai 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 she looked at this person again without any willfulness and unruliness, and it was also the first time she saw Jiang Qin talk freely.

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

No matter their conversation, manner or posture, they are far beyond those 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, and he was more calm and indifferent.

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?"

"Yeah, okay."

The photographer pressed the shutter, fixed the picture and gave Dong Min a look. Dong Min nodded with satisfaction: "That's enough. Thank you again, classmate Jiang. I have to say, 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 party was a woman, there was nothing wrong with complimenting her on her beauty.

Dong Min pursed his lips and smiled, and then said that he was going to the campus 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 people before, so this time he took the opportunity to interview.

"How are you going?"

Jiang Qin asked.

"We came here by taxi, so we had to walk there."

Dong Min put his bag on his back and replied.

"I just have to go back to the main campus, how about you take my car?"

Jiang Qin felt that it would be a pity not to release such easy kindness. No matter 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 when he thought about the information in the back and his advertising revenue, he felt a little 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.

Chu Siqi, 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 to 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 journalists, 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, it was him who proposed the ride, not someone else's request. Could it be that Chu Siqi shouldn't be allowed to sit with him?

It's not a big deal to look like she has a small belly, but if Chu Siqi suddenly gets sick again and screams, there's really no way to end it.

Jiang Qin didn't say anything 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 out of the Audi from the parking space, stopped the car, and invited a few 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, like them, also sat in the back seat.

"Isn't it crowded?"

"Forget it, just squeeze it in, lest your little girlfriend gets jealous, and you will feel better then."

Dong Min was 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.

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

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

"..."

Wait a minute, is my brain broken?

At this time, Chu Siqi was observing the changes in Jiang Qin's expression through the rearview mirror. After a while, a hint of loneliness flashed across his expression.