Chapter 134
Jiang Ning came back on February 15th, but the news that they were admitted to Peking University and Tsinghua University in advance was that the admissions teachers from the universities contacted the schools in advance. The two schools were so happy that they let everyone know the good news in advance.
The city and county TV stations wanted to interview the two students as soon as possible, but unfortunately the students were not in Wucheng, so they wanted to interview the parents of the two students.
As a result, one parent had a special status and refused to be interviewed, and another parent was said to be not in his hometown but working outside. They finally took a bus to Shuibu Town, but before they reached the village below, they could not understand the people in the town. They were not from Shuibu Town and did not know that they could take a bus around the mountain road, or go to Tanshan and walk the long embankment road to Jiangjia Village.
They came to the dock of Shuibu Town and inquired around, but found out that there were no ships going south of Shahe River, saying that ships only went there on the 3rd, 6th and 9th market days. They had no choice but to return to Wucheng with their cameras, and then found out that the grandfather of one of the students had opened a store right in front of the school gate. They all came to the store to interview Grandpa Jiang, but unfortunately Grandpa Jiang could not speak Mandarin, or even Wucheng dialect. He spoke the authentic Shuibu Town dialect, and the reporters who came to interview him could not understand a single one of them. They could already foresee what the interview would be like in Jiang Ning's village, and that it would be like a chicken talking to a duck, and no one would understand what would happen when it was broadcast.
In the end, I had no choice but to interview the teachers and classmates at school.
The teacher interviewed Jiang Ning's homeroom teacher, Mr. Wang, and several other teachers. The student interviewed Liu Ping. As soon as Liu Ping saw someone coming to the school for an interview, she rushed over faster than a rabbit and stood at the front of the crowd. The reporter saw her immediately and thrust the microphone at her: "Student, can I interview you?"
Liu Ping was so excited that she had no idea what she was saying. She nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, okay."
"Excuse me, do you know Jiang Ning from your school?"
Liu Ping's mind went blank, and she answered instinctively, "I know her. We live in the same dormitory. She's super awesome. She got first place in the county in the joint exam. She even beat Song Peifeng from Wuzhong School across the street. Did you know that?"
reporter:……
Classmate, do you know what you are talking about?
The reporter changed his position and put the microphone to Lu Xuehua, who came out with Liu Ping: "Classmate, what kind of person is Jiang Ning in your mind?"
Liu Ping quickly leaned over to answer: "She treated us to braised pork!"
The reporter thought this point was in line with the value of "being helpful" and handed the microphone back to Liu Ping, asking her to say more: "I rented out her books to make money before, and she didn't get angry when she found out. She even treated us to braised pork!"
The reporter thought Liu Ping was talking about Jiang Ning's tutorial book or textbook. After all, the study notes of a top student are really worth renting: "So she is usually very helpful?"
"Yes, yes, yes." Liu Ping was frightened by the big devil, and now she was just praising Jiang Ning without thinking.
Lu Xuehua was afraid that Liu Ping, who was so stupid, would say something she shouldn't, so she quickly pulled her aside and said, "Before she joined the training team, she would come to the dormitory every noon to help us with our homework whenever she was free."
Liu Ping: “Yes, yes, yes!”
Reporter: “Anything else?”
Liu Ping leaned forward again: "She is super hardworking. She just came to our dormitory and we didn't dare to speak."
Lu Xuehua quickly added: "Because we didn't want to disturb her studies, on the first day of school, when everyone was getting to know each other, she studied hard in the dormitory alone, and she led the whole dormitory to work hard with her!"
"Right, right, right! Turn off the lights and do the questions with a flashlight!"
Lu Xuehua was also led astray by Liu Ping and said, "I study until one or two o'clock every day!"
The reporter also came to learn about it and asked, "I heard that Jiang Ning's grades were not good when she first came to No. 1 Middle School? So she has achieved such good results now, is it all due to diligence, hard work and hard work?"
Thinking of Jiang Ning's freshman year in high school, when she would write whenever she had free time, Liu Ping and Lu Xuehua, who didn't know that Jiang Ning was writing a novel, all nodded and said, "She spends all her spare time studying!"
Teachers at the school also said: "I heard from her roommate that this student studies until one or two o'clock every night, and gets up at five in the morning to run, reciting the lessons while running."
The reporters really didn't expect that Jiang Ning, whom they interviewed, was such a positive person, a student who fits the values of their TV station, and who combines the advantages of being from a poor family, hardworking, and helpful.
The only regret is that we didn’t get to interview Jiang Ning himself.
After interviewing Jiang Ning, they went to Wuzhong to interview Song Peifeng. Of course, they were not allowed to mention the fact that Song Peifeng was Secretary Song's son. All they could mention was his academic performance and his status in school. They also found the school bulletin board and saw a two-inch photo of Song Peifeng. The photo had a blue background. The boy was wearing a school uniform and was as handsome as a dream boy who walked out of a painting.
They also focused on the huge score gap between Song Peifeng and the second-best student in the grade to emphasize the excellence of this young man who was admitted to Tsinghua University in advance.
However, this interview was not broadcast immediately due to the absence of two protagonists. The director of the TV station wanted to wait until the two students came back and interview them, and then cut the two ends together and broadcast them together.
Liu Ping had no idea what outrageous words she had said today. She felt that she had performed very well and was sincerely praising Jiang Ning throughout the whole process.
He Xiaofang, who was not interviewed, must be extremely envious of Liu Ping. She is Jiang Ning's best friend. If she were interviewed, she would definitely say it better than Liu Ping!
The same thing happened to Xu Xiuli. She was a more reserved person and wanted to wait for the reporters to interview her. But who knew that Liu Ping was so shameless that she followed the reporters and even grabbed the microphone to speak.
When Jiang Ning came back, the school was already on holiday. Only she and Song Peifeng were left. They got off the car and took a tricycle to school together.
The cabin of the tricycle is very small and crowded, and can barely accommodate four people. Two people are actually the most suitable seat, as at least there is still a little space in the cabin. However, it is still inevitable that two people's legs touch each other.
Song Peifeng consciously moved his legs to the right, and Jiang Ning stretched his legs to the left.
It's just that Song Peifeng, like Jiang Bai, is also tall and has long legs. Although he is not as tall as Jiang Bai, who is already 1.83 meters tall and still growing, the 17-year-old Song Peifeng is already 1.80 meters tall. He and Jiang Ning are sitting in the narrow tricycle. They can't stretch their legs. They just sit upright with their hands on their knees, looking out the window through the plastic film.
It was a cold winter day, and the small doors on both sides were closed. Jiang Ning leaned his head on the canvas at the back of the car, lazily looking at the street scene outside the window through the blurry transparent plastic film.
Wucheng in this era is still full of the festive atmosphere of the New Year. The streets are decorated with lights and red lanterns are hung on the street lamps on both sides of the road. The sounds of various snacks being sold on the streets are endless.
Song Peifeng didn't know where to put his stiff legs, his body was stretched straight. Two of them, one looking at the street scene on this side, the other looking at the street scene on the other side. Unconsciously, his eyes fell on her face.
In winter, just by breathing, there will be a fine white mist at the tip of your nose, and before you know it, a layer of mist will be on the transparent plastic film windows.
Jiang Ning turned his gaze from outside the street to look at him: "Can I open the door?"
In winter, sitting on a small tricycle like this with the door open, it is still very cold due to the biting wind.
The two sat face to face, Jiang Ning was facing the wind, while Song Peifeng was facing the wind. The person who opened the door and faced the cold wind was Jiang Ning.
Song Peifeng had wanted to open the car door a long time ago. The two of them were trapped in such a small space, and he seemed to be surrounded by her scent, which made him very uncomfortable.
"Yeah." He reached out and opened the left door.
Jiang Ning also opened the right door of the car. A crisp cold wind blew in her face, making her hair fly up. Song Peifeng reached out and closed the right door again.
Jiang Ning couldn't stand it anymore after blowing for less than two minutes, so she pulled her scarf up to cover her neck which was blown by the cold wind.
The cold wind these days feels like a knife cutting on your face. This is not just an adjective, but a realistic description, it is literally as cold as a knife cutting on your face.
Song Peifeng reached out and closed the canvas door on the left, leaving only the gap in the door through which the cold wind blew into the car.
The two of them just stared at each other.
Jiang Ning had never looked at Song Peifeng carefully in either of his two lives. The two of them actually didn't have much interaction. Most of the time, they met at various meetings. They would politely smile and nod and exchange a few words. Jiang Ning knew that this man looked gentle and elegant, but was actually quite tough. He was very good at developing the local economy during his time in office and was a very capable official.
At that time, when they looked at each other, they probably looked at each other's positions and the various forces represented by these positions. When she looked at Song Peifeng, she never paid attention to his appearance. Sometimes, in each other's eyes, the other person was probably just a symbol.
Looking at him from such a close distance now, Secretary Song in his youth was really pleasing to the eye.
She couldn't help but take a closer look, in her heart comparing the changes and differences in appearance between Song Peifeng as a teenager and Song Peifeng twenty years later.
He seemed thinner now, like a tall young poplar, and his face was still full of youthfulness. Twenty years later, he was serious and a single glance was enough to give people a strong sense of oppression, making people dare not act unruly in front of him.
During the years in JW, I saw too much of the darkness in the officialdom. Sometimes I felt that no one could be investigated and no one was immune to investigation. But later, when I saw him and her leader, I couldn't help but feel that I was a fellow traveler and that I was not alone. So I continued to persist and stick to this path.
Song Peifeng's whole body was stiff. He looked out the window with a straight and calm gaze. In fact, the transparent plastic film was covered with mist and he couldn't see anything outside. But he just sat there stiffly, not daring to move.
The entire small carriage seemed to be filled with her breath.
Her gaze was actually very aggressive, just like a cheetah that had eaten its fill and was lying on a tree, slowly swinging its tail, lazily looking at the antelope not far away.
Jiang Ning reacted belatedly after seeing his earlobe turn red. She had been looking at him and thinking for a long time, and could not help but smile at him. Then she saw that the red on Secretary Xiao Song's earlobe first spread to his neck, then to his face, and then his whole body turned red like a stiff tomato.
But his expression was so serious, as if he was swearing in to join the party.
She really didn't expect that Secretary Song, who would become famous 20 years later, was such an interesting person when he was a teenager.
In order not to embarrass him, she smiled again and turned her gaze to the car window. Hmm, so Secretary Song was looking at the water mist on the transparent plastic film before?
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