Zhengyangmen: Don’t date Su Meng

Although Han Chunming was modest, his words were so deafening to Li Yan and the other two.

They couldn't help but applaud.

This made Han Chunming feel a little embarrassed.

[Hey, his talent is so overflowing that even a little bit of it can shock everyone. ]

"Sister, I feel embarrassed for you."

Li Yan regained her senses. She glanced and saw that Zhengzhong had written down Han Chunming's words. She nodded with satisfaction.

Now the news has been elevated.

perfect!

"Okay, then I want to ask..."

Then Li Yan asked several more questions, and Han Chunming continued to perform steadily, almost taking the conversation off track every time.

Fortunately, Li Yan had strong professional skills and was able to rescue the patient every time.

"Okay, this interview has come to an end. Thank you for your cooperation.

So, do you have anything else to say?"

This was a privilege that Li Yan gave to Han Chunming, and she was also quite curious and wanted to hear what Han Chunming wanted to say.

After these final words, Han Chunming calmed down.

This cannot be said casually.

"I'm going to give everyone a quote from one of my favorite poets.

"You still think that the future is too bright, so you are very disappointed when you encounter setbacks. If you don't expect to win, even if you fail, the pain will probably be much less."

This sentence tells everyone: Don’t put pressure on yourself, don’t deny yourself, and learn to make peace with yourself.

then……

You will find that the path you have walked is your most valuable asset.

Thank you. "

Han Chunming stood up and bowed, ending the interview.

But Li Yan and the other two were completely confused.

poet?

This sentence pattern feels so familiar.

Modern poetry?

"Chunming, who is the poet you are talking about?" Li Yan asked in a low voice.

She is the editor-in-chief and she has to save face in front of her subordinates.

Unexpectedly, Han Chunming raised his lips, skipped her and asked the people around him: "Where is Brother Chong, do you know? Hahaha, you don't know either.

What about Brother Ren?

Hey, your culture of fat-building is really bad. "

"Hey, you kid, you're still talking about us. That's called accomplishment, not the fat in fat." Zheng solemnly corrected his mistake.

Han Chunming said "tsk" with disdain.

They don't understand the joke, it's boring.

"Okay, then you guys go back and check the information carefully. Remember to check it carefully, in case you make a mistake... hehe." Han Chunming smiled sinisterly.

"You kid, you have such a black heart. If I lose my job, I will definitely come to you." He said solemnly.

Li Yan also nodded in agreement.

It would have been fine if the interview was a little off topic, but at the end they were left with a difficult question.

This kid is so bad.

Zhou Ren was not worried about this at all. He was just a photographer and the interview had nothing to do with him.

Finally, there is a solo photo of Han Chunming, a photo of him and his mother, a photo of Han's mother and Han Chunyan, and a family photo of all three of them.

"Brother Ren, I'll come to you in two days to get the photos!"

Zhou Ren made a "no problem" gesture and put away the camera.

Except for the individual photos, the rest of the photos were taken by Han Chunming at Zhou Ren's expense. He used Zhou Ren's photo studio to develop the photos and then picked them up himself.

Zhou Ren naturally had no problem.

After the interview, the three members of the Han family saw them out. They met many people along the way. When they heard that the newspaper was here to interview them, they all showed expressions of sudden enlightenment.

When I see you off, we will eventually part.

"You will be able to see this interview in the newspaper in three days. If you tell me who the poet is now, I will embellish it for you. Otherwise... hehe."

Li Yan still feels bothered by the poet's name.

Han Chunming is not afraid of this at all.

"Sister Yan, go back and work overtime. Don't make any mistakes, otherwise I can't save you."

"Hmph, let's go."

After waving goodbye to the three people, Han Chunming yawned again.

To be honest, the interview was quite tiring. He had to sit there straight without a backrest or anything, and it took such a long time that his waist felt a little uncomfortable.

"Xiao Wuzi, isn't it a bad idea for you to make things difficult for them?" Han's mother said worriedly.

She listened to every word of the previous interview and was naturally very satisfied with her son's performance.

Although she didn't understand some of the words, she recognized her son's confident expression and naturally thought that his answer was very good.

"It's okay, we were just joking. Do you really think that such a big editor-in-chief would not know the origin of that poem? No, don't worry." Han Chunming comforted.

Han Chunyan also smiled and said:

"That's right, Mom, stop worrying about it and think about what to eat for lunch today."

"Yes, Mom, and we need to change the stools in our house. I've been sitting on them all morning and my waist is uncomfortable. We need to change them to ones with backrests."

"No money."

"Mom, you are too stingy."

"This is your first day meeting our mom, brother!"

The family's voices spread far away, and their shadows stretched long and gradually overlapped.

…………

What Han Chunming didn't know was that what he thought was a very simple line of poetry had made Li Yan and his team of five work overtime for a whole day, but they still couldn't find the source of the line.

"Editor-in-chief, I think Han Chunming remembered it wrong, or he simply made it up, otherwise we would have found it long ago!"

This is what most people think.

Li Yan shook her head.

"You are really underestimating this sentence. Let's not talk about other things. Just look at its cultural significance and this format. Is it something that Han Chunming could have written easily? And don't you think this sentence is familiar? I swear, I must have seen this sentence before, but I can't remember it for a moment."

Li Yan continued to search for information, and the rest of the people naturally had to follow suit, but there was still no result.

Finally, I can only ask other people for help.

The head of the newspaper, the old man who was famous throughout the city, laughed as soon as she saw these words.

"Good. Come on, show me your interview."

After taking the interview manuscript, he put on his glasses and looked at it carefully.

After a moment, he put down the manuscript and said with a smile:

"Good boy, what he said is true. If I were not a well-read person, I would not be able to remember this sentence for a while."

Looking at Li Yan's expression of "Don't you know it?", he shook his head.

“I revisited the book recently, so I’m very familiar with it. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been able to figure it out all at once.

The fourth row, third to last book, contains the answer you want."

Li Yan hurried to the director's bookshelf to look for the book, and finally got the book.

"Sanxian Ji" - Lu Xun.

Just as they guessed, this sentence was indeed said by Lu Xun.

"Don't look for it anymore. It's a sentence from the Correspondence. The second paragraph, the third aspect, the complete sentence comes from here."

The director was impressed and found the source directly.