A room that looks a bit like a lecture hall, with the city's tall buildings as the background.
Anyone who has watched Lvshanyi will be familiar with this background.
At the beginning of the interview, Jiang Yiru found her home turf.
At first, he chatted with a few people about the competition in a very gentle manner, and then began to focus on interviewing Su Xiaoqi.
"I heard that you were a top student in school and had very good grades."
Su Xiaoqi: ...
His scalp went numb. Although it was not a live broadcast, when he saw the beautiful host saying these words in a sweet voice, Xiao Qi still felt that something was wrong.
Today's interview should be mostly praising her. After all, it is an interview about the women's 200-meter freestyle competition in Jingnan Province that they just won. It is also to promote her and Lushan City's own swimming team.
But who told you this?
Seeing the host holding the information book in her hand very professionally, Xiao Qi did not feel dizzy and think that she was really a top student. She would know this kind of thing after asking around. Although she was in Lushan No. 1 Middle School and her grades were usually good, which could be considered upper-middle, she failed in the college entrance examination and was almost in the lower middle level in the class. She was not at all a top student.
Xiaoqi doesn't understand the concept of character setting yet, but he intuitively feels that the praise the host heaps on him is not very appropriate.
If it were the old Xiaoqi, she might have just smiled awkwardly, but when it was exposed later, she would just accept it.
She felt it was inappropriate for a moment, and without much hesitation she replied, "No, the competition at the No. 1 Middle School in the city is very fierce, and my grades in the class are only average."
After all, there is someone who was admitted to Peking University or Tsinghua University. People like her who were admitted to a private university are called academic masters. Academic masters are too cheap.
Jiang Yiru paused slightly, still smiling, she didn't expect the little girl to clearly refute her.
The questions Jiang Yiru asked next were more polite. She then asked two more seemingly plausible questions, trying to make Xiaoqi look like a top student, but Xiaoqi clearly denied them.
Jiang Yiru looked at the information in her hand again, wondering if the assistant had made a mistake in the information. Could such a meticulous and slippery person be a rural student with no background?
Moreover, the other party has a good sense of camera and is not restrained at all. Sitting close to her, Jiang Yiru found that the girl had almost no makeup on her face. She was naturally very white. Although her skin was not particularly stunning, she had very long eyelashes. When she smiled occasionally, her teeth were neat and tidy. The girl was dressed in a slightly professional manner, which was completely different from the image of a genius who came out of the impoverished mountains that she originally wanted to establish.
I feel that the other person seems to be quiet, but not inferior.
Start talking about swimming.
Xiaoqi didn't want to talk much, and sometimes he would turn the topic to Coach Wu and Captain Zhao.
Captain Zhao showed a warm smile on his face, and thought in his heart that the girl was very sensible. Since she was here, of course she wanted to show her face more. Otherwise, she would just sit there and be a decoration, so it would be better for her not to come.
When talking about swimming, Coach Wu was not so nervous, he spoke more fluently, and his legs resting on the sofa were not shaking as violently.
Xiao Qi sat quietly aside, listening attentively. The camera would still be on her from time to time, even more than the host. After all, it was rare to see such a cool girl.
Jiang Yiru's interview was boring. She wanted to make some explosive points, but the other party didn't respond. She tried to guide them, but the girl actually refuted them directly. She couldn't get anything interesting out of the interview. It was as if she was not facing a little girl, but a government leader. She interviewed her for a long time and it seemed like she said a lot, but it also seemed like she said nothing.
The interview ended at around one o'clock.
In the middle, apart from the host who felt there was nothing interesting, Wu Peirong was too nervous, while Captain Zhao kept recalling his performance and actively asked when it would be broadcast.
Xiaoqi doesn't talk much. He answers questions and doesn't say anything extra.
I went back and just went back by myself. When I asked when it would be broadcast, no specific time was given.
Xiao Qi couldn't catch the bus back home, so he thought about taking a taxi. The taxi would probably cost more than 100 yuan, but then he thought about Gumula Village, that primitive little village. If a wild guest came to anyone's house, the whole village would be watching... Therefore, the public security was good, and bad guys couldn't hide at all. The people had sharp eyes.
If Xiaoqi took a taxi home, it would definitely give the whole village a lot of topics to talk about.
Maybe grandma would even go to her house and make a scene. It would be better to buy something to honor your uncle instead of wasting money on a taxi...
When Xiaoqi thought of this, his back shivered unconsciously.
If I go home for a run, the villagers will gossip about me and might think I'm crazy.
The villagers have too much work to do, and it’s a long way to go to the mountains to work. They have to walk a long way every day. Who would want to run?
I might as well just walk home and complete the 30,000 steps at the same time.
Xiaoqi looked at the interface and saw that he already had more than 300,000 yuan, which seemed to be much closer to buying a house.
After returning to his aunt's dormitory to eat and pack his luggage, Xiaoqi was reluctant to wear new clothes because he had to walk on a mountain road, so he changed back into his old sweatpants, T-shirt and long-sleeved jacket.
The mountains are at a high altitude and have dense forests, so they are cooler than in the city.
The branches are dense and it is easy to get scratched if you wear short sleeves and shorts.
When Su Simei heard that Xiaoqi was going to walk home, she didn't let her take much. She just let Xiaoqi take a few dragon fruits given by patients in the hospital, which were considered rare.
Xiaoqi now feels that she is very strong. She doesn't feel tired even if she walks a long way or carries things. Besides, she is going to her uncle's house tomorrow, so after eating, she went to the market to buy some things.
She bought a set of clothes for her grandparents. Her grandmother's clothes were floral. In her memory, her grandmother was an old lady who loved to dress up. Her hair was combed neatly and she wore a silver hairpin. Her face was also shiny. The house was extremely clean. She loved to laugh. When she talked and laughed, her neatly arranged row of dentures made people feel very happy.
My grandfather is very tall, over 1.8 meters, but he is old, thin, and a little hunched, so he doesn't look that tall anymore. Half of her height is from my grandfather, because my mother is tall and my father is not as tall as my mother.
I chose a Zhongshan suit for my grandfather, which was a bit thicker and solid in a slightly blue color.
In my memory, my grandfather always wore very thick clothes.
The old man’s clothes are not very expensive, only about a hundred yuan each.
I bought a bottle of white wine worth about a hundred yuan for my grandma. She likes drinking very much and she must have a glass of white wine before meals to have an appetite.
I bought another pair of red leather shoes for my mother. The leather is very soft. They are not pointed, but have laces, like sneakers. The soles are made of cow tendon. Xiaoqi also tried them on and found them very comfortable to walk in. My mother has the same fair skin as me, but she does a lot of work, so her face is a little darker, but her hands and feet are still very white. She will look good in red leather shoes. Leather shoes are a little more expensive, more than 400 yuan.
I didn't buy anything for my dad. I guess he didn't even want to wear his previous new clothes. If I buy him more, he'll be accused of wasting money.
Anyway, if I buy a lot of small things, it will be a big bag. Fortunately, Xiaoqi's schoolbag is very big, so I can just stuff the things into the bag and carry it on my back.
First, I went to the bus station and took the bus to Huanghe Town. After arriving at Huanghe Town, I started walking.
After walking on the road for a while, we turned into a village on the side of the road and went into the mountains from the small path next to the village.
It was around four in the afternoon and the sun had not yet set.
Xiao Qi found a dead wooden stick on the road, packed it up, and used it as a hiking stick. Some roads were narrow, so it was easier to walk with a stick.
Xiaoqi felt that his physical condition was much better now. He could walk for a long time with a big bag on his back without getting out of breath. However, the mountains were extremely quiet in the afternoon. There were even few birds singing. Occasionally, he could hear the chirping of insects or the sound of branches shaking in the wind.
There was also the sound of feet crunching on dead branches.
Xiaoqi took out his cell phone and checked it. He had already entered the deep mountains and there was no signal.
After walking for another half an hour, I finally felt that the scene in front of me was a little familiar.
Because I saw the rice fields.
Where there are rice fields, there are people. The rice fields here belong to their Gumula Village. Xiaoqi remembers that her second uncle's family has fields here.
Walking in the open rice fields feels completely different compared to walking in the mountains.
The autumn harvest is almost here. The setting sun shines on the horizon, illuminating the rice fields with golden color. It is a very beautiful sight.
The setting sun also stretched the girl Xiaoqi's back into a long silhouette. A few beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. The wind brought the smell of the rice fields, which seemed to penetrate into her heart and lungs.
Still didn't meet anyone, but the scarecrow in the rice field was swaying in the wind, as if greeting Xiaoqi.
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