That's all?
Zhao Defu was taken aback; he hadn't expected such a simple and unpretentious reply.
That's all?
Jiang Sheng nodded innocently: "Or is there anything else you expect me to say besides this?"
"Didn't you tell him your real name?"
"No."
"And what about your school?"
Jiang Sheng shook his head again: "He didn't say either."
Dr. Zhao was truly shocked this time.
After the initial surprise, she looked Jiang Sheng up and down as if he were some rare animal.
Why are you staring at me like that? Is there something on me?
Zhao Defu's gaze made Jiang Sheng feel extremely uncomfortable, so he quickly pushed the man aside.
I really don't know what to say to you!
Zhao Defu shook his head, exasperated, and said, "You should have told them your name, or the name of your school. That way, even if you refused their visit, you'd still become famous, wouldn't you?"
"I've already told you, my goal isn't to become famous. I can see you're even more anxious than I am."
"What's the rush?"
Before Zhao Defu could finish speaking, Zhao Xuehui's voice came from the doorway.
The two looked over at the same time and found that Zhao Xuehui was waving at them, blinking her curious big eyes.
Jiang Sheng was startled when his second sister suddenly appeared at his bedroom door.
Luckily, he had already changed his clothes, otherwise, this time it wouldn't just be a fright, but he would have been yelled at by his second sister for being a pervert.
"Second Sister," Zhao Defu said helplessly, "Brother Sheng was just changing his clothes. You really gave us a fright. Luckily, Brother Sheng has finished changing!"
Unlike Zhao Defu's reaction, Jiang Sheng's first thought was about how much of the conversation between the two of them had been taken in by his second sister.
Just as Jiang Sheng was about to tentatively ask a question, Zhao Xuehui innocently pouted.
"Who knew I was changing clothes? Besides, you didn't even close the door when you were changing. I overheard you talking right there at the door. Are you going to blame me for that?"
Knowing full well that his second sister had a fiery temper, he saw her put her hands on her hips and widen her eyes as he spoke.
Jiang Sheng quickly raised his hands in surrender, and sweet words poured out of his mouth as if they were free.
"Of course it's my fault. I didn't close the door properly. How can you blame my second sister? She's so beautiful and understanding, she definitely won't hold it against us, right?"
After being coaxed by Jiang Sheng, Zhao Xuehui's lips curled into a faint smile, and then she asked in a serious tone.
"I overheard you saying something about being famous or not. What, do you have some little secret you're hiding from us?"
Jiang Sheng had originally intended to keep the matter a secret from his two older sisters, but upon hearing his second sister's question, he told her everything.
Zhao Xuehui was quite surprised to learn that her younger brother had been personally invited by Zhao, the editor-in-chief of Xinhua News Agency.
"What a wonderful thing!"
Amidst her joy and excitement, seeing her younger brother's calm and composed demeanor, Zhao Xuehui felt a little regretful, but her face was mostly filled with relief.
"Although you declined their invitation to visit, it's remarkable that you made this choice at your age, resisting the temptations of fame and fortune. It's clear we haven't spoiled you for nothing!"
Jiang Sheng smiled faintly: "That's right. Don't you know whose brother I am? Both of my older sisters are so outstanding, how could my only brother be anything less? Even if he is, he can't be that bad!"
"I've truly never seen anyone as narcissistic as you, Sheng-ge!"
Zhao Defu couldn't help but complain: "But on the other hand, Sheng-ge, since you've decided to do this, Editor-in-Chief Zhao will definitely invite you to write poems and actively solicit articles from you. This is a great thing!"
This was also what Jiang Sheng was thinking.
Although he refused Editor-in-Chief Zhao's visit, his actions would surely earn him more respect from Editor-in-Chief Zhao.
If there's a column that needs to publish poetry in the future, Editor-in-Chief Zhao will definitely think of him first, not Zhou Changgui, who only knows how to plagiarize other people's works.
Jiang Sheng, who kept his merits hidden, chatted and laughed with the two of them. The food was just ready, and the four of them sat at the table. The quick-tongued Zhao Xuehui told Zhao Nianmeng about how Editor-in-Chief Zhao had come to visit but was politely refused by Jiang Sheng.
Zhao Nianmeng was naturally overjoyed, and the four of them chatted and laughed while eating, creating a very harmonious atmosphere.
Two days later, the letter Jiang Sheng sent quickly arrived at the editor-in-chief's office at Xinhua News Agency, on his desk.
At this moment, Song Huaping had just finished his work and hadn't had time to leave when he was called to the office by Editor-in-Chief Zhao.
During this period, Song Huaping, as an intern, has demonstrated outstanding professional skills and high work efficiency, and has thus become one of the people most valued by Editor-in-Chief Zhao at Xinhua News Agency.
Seeing him being called to Editor-in-Chief Zhao's office, everyone's faces showed a mixture of envy and curiosity.
"Everyone has already read most of the submissions. Why did Editor-in-Chief Zhao call Xiao Song over?"
"Who knows? Anyway, Xiao Song is now the person our Editor-in-Chief Zhao values most. We'll ask him when he comes out later. We might find out something."
"..."
At this moment, Song Huaping was unaware of the discussions about him outside. After knocking on the door and receiving permission, he entered the office.
Upon entering the office, Song Huaping saw Editor-in-Chief Zhao holding an unopened letter, his face beaming with excitement.
"Editor-in-Chief Zhao, have you received a good submission?"
Song Huaping, filled with curiosity, had just opened his mouth to ask the question when, as if he had just remembered something, he quickly shut his mouth.
The letter in Editor-in-Chief Zhao's hand was clearly still unopened. If he was so excited even though it wasn't opened, then the sender must be someone special!
Thinking of this, Song Huaping was about to ask when Editor-in-Chief Zhao, with a faint smile and suppressing his excitement, gestured for Song Huaping to come over.
"Come and see who sent this letter."
Filled with curiosity, Song Huaping stepped forward and looked down.
The three large characters "Jiang Yuesheng" appeared before Song Huaping with a free and unrestrained style.
"It's actually that great poet Jiang Yuesheng?!"
Now, Song Huaping's eyes widened with excitement, his face beaming with smiles and anticipation.
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