Chapter 18: Elevator Power Outage
Chapter 18: Elevator Power Outage
The more you try to avoid someone, the more often you'll run into them.
Wen Jin also wondered if she was having a Mercury retrograde.
But his gaze only swept over this side for a moment before he casually looked away, leaving Wen Jinye with only a deep and cold profile, as if the exchange of glances just now was nothing but an illusion.
He might not have recognized or even seen himself at all.
Wen Jin also snapped out of her thoughts.
The sweat on Song Zaizhen's face was wiped away, and Wen Jin handed him the towel along with the paper bag containing the clothes.
He asked, "Where's Ankang? I haven't seen him."
"He's lying in his dorm room; he believes life is about stillness."
Wen Jin had heard the exact same words from An Yu many times.
Don't be fooled by her dedication while filming; she's adept at everything from diving and jumping into the sea to wire work and physical stunts. But once she leaves the set, she becomes as still as a turtle, impossible to poke.
Wen Jin smiled; she missed An Yu a little.
The warm fingertips brushed against Wen Jinye's lips, and Wen Jinye was stunned for a moment.
Song Zaizhen also withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and scratched his hair awkwardly. "I'm sorry, sister, I didn't mean to." He explained, "It's because your smile is so beautiful that I couldn't help myself. Sister, you should smile more often."
This was the first time someone had mentioned this to her, and it touched Wen Jin somewhat.
After all, her upbringing and living environment have made Wen Jinye very, very happy. She grew up wildly in a dark and gloomy corner, and her ability to feel happiness has become very, very low.
Even the three years she spent with Fu Yanjing were a mix of joy and bitterness.
"Thank you." Wen Jin didn't forget her plan for today. "Do you and An Kang have time today? I'd like to treat you to a meal as a thank you for taking me home during the typhoon."
"Wait for me, sister. I'm going upstairs to take a shower and change my clothes!"
*
While An Kang and Song Zaizhen were coming downstairs, Wen Jin borrowed Song Zaizhen's campus card in advance and used NFC to enter the library of Jiangbei University.
This is the most comprehensive library in Jiangbei in terms of categories and information.
Wen Jin also had a few out-of-print and obscure books she wanted to read, and she planned to take this opportunity to look for them.
Unfortunately, it didn't work out; the books Wen Jin wanted to read were still unavailable.
She pressed the elevator button with her empty bag.
With a "ding," the elevator doors slowly opened, and Fu Yanjing's cold and aloof features suddenly came into Wen Jinye's view.
Wen Jinye was frozen in place as if he were in cement.
Fu Yanjing: "Come in."
Wen Jin silently walked in. The buttons on the first floor were lit up. She stood behind Fu Yanjing, leaning against the corner of the elevator.
The cramped space, the thin air, and the overly prominent figure beside her all made Wen Jin feel uncomfortable.
She felt a tightness in her chest, as if she couldn't breathe properly.
Wen Jinye lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers, but Fu Yanjing's cold and mocking voice rang out from in front of her, "Wen Jinye, do you change targets like you change clothes?"
Fu Yanjing looked down on her, so naturally, her every move disgusted him.
But Song Zaizhen was just a college student, and six years younger than him, so this was an undeserved disaster.
Besides, she's not a pervert.
Just as Wen Jin was about to speak, Fu Yanjing added, "He's no good, stay away from him."
Wen Jin lowered her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and calmly said, "You're no better than me."
As soon as she finished speaking, the elevator made a "clunk" sound, and Wen Jinye's heart sank with the shaking elevator.
The elevator malfunctioned, and Wen Jin lost her balance, swaying onto Fu Yanjing.
The feeling of weightlessness made her instinctively grab Fu Yanjing's wrist.
In the pitch black, Fu Yanjing's calm voice soothed, "Don't panic."
The back of her hand felt warm; Fu Yanjing had grasped her hand in return.
"bite--"
The elevator stopped safely on the first floor.
The moment the door opened, light flooded in. Wen Jin's panicked expression hadn't faded, but she was the first to shake off Fu Yanjing's grip on her hand.
They deliberately created distance between themselves.
Goodbye, Mr. Fu.
Fu Yanjing simply watched the still-shaken figure with a calm expression; the scent of her hair seemed to linger in the elevator.
It still smells of gardenias.
...
Once Fu Yanjing's interview aired, the show's ratings increased several times over, and it was even shared millions of times on social media platforms.
However, the popularity generated by just one person is ultimately limited. If Mingjing wants its ratings to remain stable, it needs a figure with status and prestige to emerge.
Therefore, before the team could even release their pent-up frustration, it was immediately brought up again.
Meanwhile, Tang Man, who couldn't stay idle, also sent Wen Jin a list of potential interviewees to her email.
It's pretty much in line with what Wen Jin has drafted.
"Wei Zhengrong, Song Chunju, Tan Shangming..."
These people were either impossible for Wen Jin to contact, or even if she could contact them, they wouldn't easily come in front of the camera; each one was more difficult to interview than the last.
Tang Man clearly had this in mind as well, and sent Wen Jin a WeChat message: "Come find me when you have time. When interviewing these people, we need to cater to their interests and find a different approach. I can tell you about the methods of heretical cultivation."
Wen Jin replied with an "OK" emoji, and then gave the usual advice, "Take good care of yourself and get plenty of rest!!"
"Hmph, a toad trying to eat swan meat."
A sneer came from beside Wen Jinye. Lin Zhiying, holding a coffee cup, said with a mocking expression, "Didn't Fu Yanjing know your own worth during the interview?"
Wen Jin didn't even lift his eyelids. "89 jin and 4 liang, you try to lift it?"
Lin Zhiying was taken aback. "Are you sick?"
Wen Jin also secured an interview with Fu Yanjing and is currently enjoying great popularity.
If she were to successfully obtain interviews with any of the people on the list, then Wen Jin would be completely outclassed by her.
So when Lin Zhiying passed by Wen Jinye and saw the content on her computer screen, an alarm bell rang in her heart.
Unable to resist, he spoke up to belittle and mock.
Seeing Wen Jinye's nonchalant attitude only fueled her anger.
But then she remembered Director Wang's warning to her not to cause trouble lately.
Lin Zhiying gritted her teeth and decided to go downstairs to the company to smoke a cigarette and get some fresh air.
Although Tang Man initially tried to hide it, the truth eventually came out, and the news of Tang Man's serious illness spread to every corner of the office.
Based on her work ability and effective news interviewing, it is expected that the new team leader will be chosen from among her and Wen Jinye.
What if Wen Jin really gets an exclusive interview with the big shot?
The cigarette ash fell onto her hand, and the pain brought Lin Zhiying back to her senses.
She stubbed out her cigarette, but when she looked up, she saw a furtive figure not far away.
He was hunched over, with dark skin, and wearing tight-fitting jeans with tapered legs.
Even the most uncultured person can get on TV.
The other person had obviously seen her and was walking towards her.
Lin Zhiying felt incredibly unlucky and turned to leave.
But then they heard the other person ask in a strange tone, "Does your TV station have a reporter named Wen Jinye?"
Lin Zhiying stopped in her tracks instantly.
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