If Yenching University could take advantage of this opportunity to promote itself, it would be entirely beneficial.

Having confirmed this, after having coffee, the two, led by Editor-in-Chief Zhao, quickly arrived at the entrance of Yenching University.

He showed his press pass to the gatekeeper and stated that he wanted to conduct an exclusive interview with the president of Yenching University.

The security guard quickly arranged for someone to personally escort the two of them to the second floor of a building not far away.

The second floor is the president's office. Upon learning that his old friends wanted to conduct an exclusive interview with Yenching University, the president immediately met with the two of them.

...

Jiang Sheng was unaware that Zhao, the editor-in-chief of Xinhua News Agency, and another junior reporter had already found their university.

He had just finished a whole afternoon of military training, stretched, and was chatting and laughing with his friends.

After more than a week of military training, from the initial hardship to the gradual adaptation, Jiang Sheng feels that he is growing to like this kind of life more and more.

His three older sisters are all doing well, his fourth sister is still pursuing further studies, and his business is gradually improving and getting better and better.

In any case, this was enough to put Jiang Sheng at ease, allowing him to focus on his studies first.

As for his third sister Zhao Yiyan, although he doesn't need to worry too much for the time being, that scumbag Zhang Sicheng is indeed more difficult to deal with than Zhou Changgui and Lin Jiafu. He still needs to find a way to deal with this person slowly first.

Early the next morning.

While Jiang Sheng was eating in the cafeteria with his roommates, he overheard his roommate Sun Youzhuang talking.

"Hey, have you all heard? Our school is going to do a campus interview, and it's a reporter from Xinhua News Agency who's coming to interview us!"

"Yeah?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Defu immediately became excited: "Then each of us might have a chance to be on camera. If it's a newspaper interview, we can get published!"

"That's right, that's right!" Qian Duoduo said with a look of anticipation, "If it's a TV interview, then we can be on TV!"

Listening to his roommates' enthusiastic and excited discussion about the matter, Jiang Sheng caught a crucial word.

That's Xinhua News Agency.

Why would Xinhua News Agency reporters think of conducting a campus interview at Yenching University?

Could it be that they've come looking for him?

The moment the thought crossed his mind, Jiang Sheng subconsciously rejected the possibility.

How could that be? The letter I sent was addressed to Shengde Canned Food Processing Factory.

Moreover, no one in the factory knew that he was the poet Jiang Yuesheng.

He had kept it so well hidden, and Brother Zhang hadn't even told the Xinhua News Agency reporter about it.

Jiang Sheng didn't believe that the other party could find him so quickly, and that they would go to such lengths to hold such a grand campus interview just to find him.

The possibility of that is extremely small.

It seems he was overthinking things!

Putting the matter out of his mind, Jiang Sheng didn't dwell on it anymore and focused on preparing for his next poetry publication.

That's right, that piece, "A Generation," was merely my first means of retaliation.

In addition to this poem, he plans to publish several more poems to solidify his status and persona as a talented poet.

Only in this way will people believe that he is truly talented and that the previous poem was not plagiarized from Zhou Changgui.

"Oh right," Qian Duoduo suddenly slapped his thigh, "I almost forgot something very important!"

"If you've forgotten, then you've forgotten!"

Sun Youzhuang, who was sitting next to Qian Duoduo, couldn't help but yell and slap Qian Duoduo's arm: "Why did you slap my thigh? It hurts!"

Qian Duoduo then chuckled sheepishly, "Sorry, sorry, I was just too excited."

The three of them came to the cafeteria for lunch, deliberately arriving half an hour early, before everyone else had even gotten up.

There were only a few people in the cafeteria at this time; most were still asleep.

Therefore, Qian Duoduo's shout just now did not attract much attention.

Zhao Defu, however, asked with great curiosity, "What did you remember? Why are you so excited?"

"I subscribed to the Xinhua News Agency, and it should have been delivered to the newsstand at our school today. After we finish eating, who wants to come with me to pick it up?"

It would have been better if this hadn't been mentioned. But once it was brought up, Jiang Sheng remembered that if his poem had already been seen by the Xinhua News Agency, it should have been published tomorrow.

However, the possibility is probably not very high today.

After all, judging by the timeline, my submission was only sent to the newspaper office yesterday afternoon, so it won't be published so quickly.

"Anyway, I'm free. How about we go together after dinner? I really like the 'Strolling Through Poetry' column at Xinhua News Agency. I love every poem they publish!"

Sun Youzhuang was the first to speak up, while Zhao Defu didn't seem to care: "I have no objection. I'm going wherever I want anyway, so I'll just treat it as a way to lose weight."

Since Zhao Defu started military training, he has been more tired than everyone else because of his slightly overweight physique.

So he keeps saying he's going to lose weight, but he always eats more than anyone else at mealtimes.

Jiang Sheng naturally had no objections and followed the crowd. After breakfast, he went with them to the newsstand at the school gate.

He skillfully took out a newspaper and a magazine, and Qian Duoduo excitedly began flipping through the pages.

"I always see you enjoy reading poetry, but I haven't noticed any cultural depth in you!"

Sun Youzhuang, standing next to him, complained about Qian Duoduo as usual, but Qian Duoduo didn't have time to pay attention to him at all, his eyes were only looking at the "Walking Through Poetry" section.

"Found it!"

Turning to that page, Qian Duoduo looked at the poem and the signature, her eyes widening in surprise, her joy evident on her face.

"Today, Jiang Yuesheng's poem was published! That's wonderful!"

As soon as he said this, his two other roommates looked at him at the same time, and Jiang Sheng also looked at Qian Duoduo with a surprised expression.

"You mean," Jiang Sheng said, somewhat incredulously, "that Jiang Yuesheng's poem was published today?"

"Yeah yeah!"

Qian Duoduo didn't think much of it. Seeing Jiang Sheng like this, she assumed he also liked poetry, so she simply showed him that page of the newspaper.

"If you don't believe me, look at Jiang Yuesheng's poems. I really liked his last poem. I wonder what he wrote this time!"