It was because of this incident that Zhang Chenggang learned that Jiang Sheng's pen name was Jiang Yuesheng.

Now, after hearing what the reporter said, and seeing that the envelope indeed bore the name Jiang Yuesheng, he realized that the reporter was indeed present.

Moreover, based on his understanding of Jiang Sheng, this was indeed Jiang Sheng's handwriting.

Just as the reporter was pondering what to say, he quickly took out his press card from his pocket.

Fearing the other person wouldn't believe him, he quickly placed his press pass in front of them.

"This is my press pass; you can believe what I'm saying."

Seeing that it was indeed a press card, Zhang Chenggang completely believed what the other party said.

Thinking about what Jiang Sheng had told him before, Zhang Chenggang was momentarily unsure whether he should tell him about Jiang Sheng's whereabouts.

After all, Jiang Sheng had told him before that if possible, it would be best not to tell anyone about his poetry writing.

So, when the reporter came looking for him, Zhang Chenggang, though he really wanted Jiang Sheng to use this opportunity to become famous, also remembered what Jiang Sheng had told him.

“We do not have such a person in our factory.”

There wasn't a single flaw on his face; he simply shook his head at the reporter: "Perhaps this poet didn't want to reveal his real address, so he wrote down our factory's address. I'm really sorry."

Although Zhang Chenggang said that, Song Huaping still sensed something was wrong from his words and expression.

What this person said was watertight and without any flaws.

But when he asked the question, he paused for a moment before giving his answer.

Having already formed an idea in his mind, Song Huaping did not show it, but instead nodded to Zhang Chenggang.

"It's alright, it's me who's troubling you. Since you haven't seen it before, then we'll leave you to our own devices."

Zhang Cheng nodded slightly to the reporter in front of him, thinking that he would tell Jiang Sheng about it when he saw him later, and walked into the factory without thinking too much about it.

What he didn't know was that after Song Huaping turned and left, he sat down in the coffee shop across from the factory and didn't leave.

The coffee shop has a glass door, which creates a blind spot so that people on the factory side can't see him in the coffee shop, but he can sit in the coffee shop and observe everything that happens in the factory.

Based on his intuition, he was certain that the Mr. Zhang had not told the truth at all; he definitely knew Jiang Yuesheng!

Although he didn't know why, Mr. Zhang was unwilling to tell him about this.

But Song Huaping didn't care at all.

Now that he had confirmed that Jiang Yuesheng was here, he would wait here and wait for him to come to him. He would eventually be able to see him.

only……

Thinking about his work, Song Huaping finally left the coffee shop and went to a nearby phone booth to make a call to Editor-in-Chief Zhao.

Upon learning that Song Huaping had taken advantage of the holiday to go directly to Shengde Canned Food Processing Plant, intending to meet Jiang Yuesheng.

While surprised, Editor-in-Chief Zhao approved the leave without hesitation.

"I didn't expect you to be doing something big without making a sound. If we can meet Jiang Yuesheng, that would be the best. It would be great if we could get an exclusive interview with him. There are a lot of people all over the country who are very curious about him right now!"

Having received Zhao's English instruction, Song Huaping felt reassured and once again hid in the coffee shop, waiting at any moment.

...

At this moment, Jiang Sheng had no idea that he was being watched, and that the person watching him was someone from Xinhua News Agency.

After submitting his article, he returned to his dorm and woke up a few of his roommates.

After having dinner together, everyone went to bed early because they had military training the next day.

As for the other side...

Yenching University is still quite beautiful at night. Because military training is scheduled for the next day, Zhao Yiyan has been extremely busy arranging matters for the classes she is in charge of.

Zhang Sicheng, who was next to her, was also organizing documents while chatting and laughing with Zhao Yiyan.

Looking at the beautiful girl beside him, Zhang Sicheng suppressed the slight flutter in his heart and maintained a faint smile on his face.

Unlike other teenagers, Zhang Sicheng appeared cheerful and generous, with a bright smile on his face.

This boyish look is exactly what Zhao Yiyan likes.

"When military training starts tomorrow, although they won't be responsible for the training content, they will still have to do the logistical work."

Zhang Sicheng knew that Zhao Yiyan would only talk to him for a few more minutes when they were discussing work.

I also know that Zhao Yiyan likes people who are serious about their work.

So when he said it, Zhao Yiyan nodded in agreement.

“You’re right, so we need to organize all the students’ files. We already had a meeting tonight, and after the military training ends tomorrow, we’ll also need to sort out other matters.”

Yenching University is different from other schools. During military training, it is under full military-style closed management, and students are not allowed to leave the school unless there are other special circumstances.

Moreover, academic classes will only begin after a month of military training has ended.

During the military training, there were only occasional academic classes in the evenings.

Apart from that, all the students spent their time on military training.

Thinking of her younger brother who was also at this school, even though it was under military-style management, she could still see him on the face, and Zhao Yiyan couldn't help but smile faintly.

"What are you thinking about? Why are you laughing so happily?"

Seeing the gentle smile on Zhao Yiyan's face, Zhang Sicheng's heart fluttered slightly, but he wore a carefree smile on his face.

"It's nothing," Zhao Yiyan gently shook her head. "The younger brother I told you about before is also at this university. He's a freshman this year. Do you remember him?"

Zhao Yiyan had told him about this, and Zhang Sicheng didn't think much of it, nodding readily in agreement.

"Of course I remember, Teacher Zhao! I remember every single word you said to me clearly!"

The words were clearly provocative, but when spoken in a cheerful voice, Zhao Yiyan didn't detect anything amiss.

He just smiled and nodded, saying softly, "My younger brother and I haven't seen each other for many years. We met this afternoon, but after military training starts tomorrow, we probably won't have much time to see each other."

"Oh, it's just military training, it's not like we're leaving!"

Zhang Sicheng quickly said, "If you're worried, I'm just a teaching assistant, I don't have that much to do. I can check on him from time to time, is that alright?"

Zhao Yiyan considered Zhang Sicheng a friend, and upon hearing his words, she smiled and thanked him.