Interview

"I think there have been signs of this for a long time. The two of them didn't want to hide it at all. Su Jinchuan would go to the elementary school whenever he had time. Anyone with a discerning eye could see it. Last time another teacher asked about it, Xu Qiao nodded and admitted it. It's so good to be open and aboveboard like this. It's not like some people are sneaky when dating someone, as if they can't stand the light of day."

After hearing the first half, Liang Qingqing nodded in agreement, but after hearing the second half, she broke out in a cold sweat. She was so embarrassed that she just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. If she hadn't been sure that Qin Zhen didn't know about her and Fan Yanxing, she would have thought that Qin Zhen was deliberately being weird to her.

"Hahaha."

Liang Qingqing laughed dryly twice and didn't answer. She subconsciously turned her head to look at Fan Yanxing, and saw that he was also looking at her. Their eyes met in mid-air. His eyes were full of grievance, as if he was accusing her of giving him an upright identity.

She also wanted to make it public, but didn't she have her reasons?

First, Fan Yanxing was still living in their house, and she was running for the broadcaster position. What if some rumors were spread? How bad would the impact be? Second, Liang Qingqing felt a headache when she thought of the last chat between Ma Xiuzhi and her. If Ma Xiuzhi knew that she was secretly in love with Fan Yanxing, she would be so angry and disappointed.

The later the day of the showdown with Ma Xiuzhi came, the better.

"So Su Jinchuan is here to interview for the announcer position this time? Or a technician?" Liang Qingqing quickly changed the subject calmly, and at the same time, she did not forget to give Fan Yanxing a soothing look. The latter looked away lightly, as if he was walking down the stairs quietly.

Seeing this, Liang Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, but she did not expect Fan Yanxing to be so upset. Of course, this is a story for later.

"I don't know either." Qin Zhen shook her head.

In the book, the description of Su Jinchuan's career development was probably because it involved sensitive words, and the author did not dare to write about it, so it was all glossed over. Liang Qingqing was also very confused, but she would rather the hero in the book go for an interview for the announcer position than for the technician position.

Liang Shuqiang was already nervous enough. If he were to face Su Jinchuan, he would undoubtedly be facing a strong opponent. If his self-confidence was hit, it would be better if he could think positively. If he couldn't think positively and was devastated...

But from another perspective, this was undoubtedly a great exercise. Life is unpredictable and it is impossible to be smooth sailing. Being able to grow from one thing is also a kind of gain.

The bronze bell rang, and the scene instantly became quiet. The registered people lined up according to the prompts. Liang Qingqing and Liang Shuqiang said goodbye to their families and Fan Yanxing and stood in the line.

Perhaps the more you fear something, the more it will come. Liang Qingqing saw that not long after Liang Shuqiang went to line up, Su Jinchuan followed closely behind, with only three people between them.

Liang Qingqing took a deep breath and called out to Liang Shuqiang. When he looked over, she concealed her anxiety and panic, raised an extremely gentle smile, and encouraged him, "Brother, come on!"

Hearing this, Liang Shuqiang's tense expression relaxed a little, and he smiled back at Liang Qingqing, "You too, come on!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the person in charge standing on the steps began to call people in. Because there were so many people, five people went in as a group and then took turns to be interviewed. This meant that not only the interviewer could see your performance, but also people from the same village.

Realizing this, some people inevitably began to worry, fearing that they would not perform well and that it would be spread by others and make people laugh.

But no matter how worried they were, the process started in an orderly manner according to the arrangement.

Everyone was waiting outside, stretching their necks to look inside, but they could not see anything. The door was tightly closed, and they could only faintly hear some voices coming from inside, which undoubtedly added a bit of silent tension to the atmosphere, like a night hanging over the sky.

Some people were seizing the last moment, muttering something in their mouths.

When this day really came, Liang Qingqing's mentality was particularly peaceful. After practicing for so many days, there was no more manuscripts on this day, and no less on this day, so she stood quietly in the line, clearing her throat from time to time.

"Liang Qingqing is so bold to participate in the selection of announcers, and she is not afraid of losing face."

With this familiar style and voice of provoking troubles, it is not necessary to guess who it is. Turning her head, she saw Ding Aixia among the five people in this row.

She was wearing a washed-out white shirt today, with her hair tied up behind her head. She looked serious and formal. It can be seen that she attaches great importance to this selection of announcers. She even took out the good clothes at the bottom of the box. This is the only white shirt she brought with her when she went to the countryside.

Liang Qingqing just took a look and retracted her gaze.

It's really unlucky. With so many people signing up, how come she is teamed up with Ding Aixia? I guess she won't stop talking until their team starts the interview.

Seeing that she got no response, Ding Aixia stomped her feet in anger. She bit her lower lip and snorted coldly: "I want to see how you run back home crying later. How can a country person write any script? I guess you don't even know a few unfamiliar characters?"

"A savage who only knows how to beat people wants to be an announcer. It's a joke."

"I really don't know where you got the courage to sign up."

Ding Aixia was smart this time. She knew that the Liang family members were waiting far away, so she didn't dare to speak too loudly and could only mutter in a low voice. But this was the disgusting point. Others couldn't hear it clearly, but Liang Qingqing was only separated from her by one person, so her mumbling fell into Liang Qingqing's ears word for word.

Liang Qingqing rubbed her ears and ignored Ding Aixia's words. She didn't want to ruin such an important day for an unimportant person. Besides, there were so many people here, and she was not the only "country girl" who signed up. Naturally, someone would not stand it and punish her.

Sure enough, someone pushed Ding Aixia's back the next second. Ding Aixia almost fell to the ground because she didn't stand firmly. The country was full of mud. If she fell, her white shirt would definitely get dirty.

Ding Aixia's eyes widened and she was about to curse, but after meeting the man's eyes, her anger was half extinguished. She pursed her lips without saying anything.

"What are you cursing about? You think you are so great coming from the city? You are cursing people here before the interview even starts." The man didn't lower his voice at all, and everyone around him looked over.

"Aren't you a countryman now? Without countrymen, would people in the city be able to afford food? You are so shameless to curse your mother while holding a bowl of rice. Also, so many people are seizing the time to practice, you are disturbing everyone, do you know that?"

Liang Qingqing looked over and saw that the person who spoke had short hair and a delicate face. The white shirt on his body was clean and neat, and it was obvious that it was just made. His family conditions must be good. There are not many people wearing glasses in the village. She flipped through her memories and quickly remembered who this person was.

Zhou Lilan, the youngest daughter of village Party Secretary Zhou Yongkang, is only 17 years old and has just graduated from high school. She has always had excellent grades and is among the top students in her class. She is a rare talent in the village and the pride of the entire Zhou family. However, she performed poorly in the graduation exam and lost the opportunity to enter the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University. She hid in the house and cried for more than half a month before coming out.

I heard that their family is looking for ways to send her to work in the city, or to see if they can get a recommendation from the commune to send her to the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers University to continue her studies. Why did she come to interview for a broadcaster?

Liang Qingqing and her had no connection, and they would not say hello when they met on the road. She was not surprised that Zhou Lilan would come forward at this time. It was just that Ding Aixia's words indirectly touched the scar in Zhou Lilan's heart.

"I didn't mean that, and I didn't say you." Ding Aixia obviously remembered this incident. She looked at Zhou Lilan with grievance and fear, and wanted to explain, but Zhou Lilan didn't want to waste precious time on her at all, and glared at her fiercely.

"I don't care what you mean, shut up and don't say anything!"

After saying this, Ding Aixia felt even more aggrieved, but her mouth was tightly closed, and she didn't dare to say a word. She didn't want to offend Zhou Lilan. Those brothers and sisters in her family were not easy to mess with, and she also had a father who was an official. If they didn't deal with her, wouldn't they be dealing with themselves?

Thinking of this, Ding Aixia turned her head and glared at Liang Qingqing angrily. It was all her fault. If it weren't for her, she wouldn't have said those words. How could she have offended Zhou Lilan?

Liang Qingqing didn't have time to deal with Ding Aixia, because the first batch of interviews had ended. The door was opened from the inside, and five people walked out. Some had red eyes, some were downcast, and some were calm. You could guess which ones performed well and which ones failed by looking at their expressions.

Then, without giving anyone a chance to breathe, the second batch of people were called in.

This scene made those who hadn't started the interview feel uneasy. Everyone looked at each other, wanting to find out the news, but those people just shook their heads vigorously, saying that the interviewers asked different questions to everyone, with different levels of difficulty, and the admission results would not be announced until everyone's interviews were over.

Whether she was shocked by Zhou Lilan or influenced by the words of the first group of people, Ding Aixia finally calmed down and stopped making trouble.

Time passed by, and the sun rose. Fortunately, Liang Qingqing's position was shaded by trees, so it was not very sunny. The people in the row in front of her had been called in, and it would be their turn soon.

Her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, again and again.

"Okay, you guys come in." Liang Qingqing

took a step forward and finally walked into the door that had been closed and closed many times.

The room was not big or small, and all the unnecessary clutter had been cleared away in advance, leaving only a long table and a few wooden chairs. Several interviewers, wearing neat and uniform white shirts, sat on the chairs and looked at them with a smile.

"Please ask the first comrade to come forward and introduce himself first."

The first one was Ding Aixia. She straightened her back and walked to the middle of the room with a smile. She performed well throughout the whole process. Except for some lag when the interviewer asked her to read a newspaper article at random, the rest of her performance was quite satisfactory and there was nothing wrong with it.

So when she stepped back, she deliberately glanced at Liang Qingqing with a smug look. Who knew that the other party was looking straight ahead and didn't take her seriously at all. Ding Aixia was looking for trouble and curled her lips.

She wanted to see how Liang Qingqing performed. If she stuttered and couldn't even read the manuscript smoothly, wouldn't she laugh her teeth off? When