Yamaishi

After listening to the story in silence, Lu Jing's eyes got wet unconsciously.She was stunned for a while before remembering to end the recording. She frantically found the pause button, put it away carefully, and put it back in her bag.

"Then... what happened next?"

Although the interview time has come, Lu Jing still asked a question without giving up.

"Later?" Li Fangqian stretched his shirt, stood up, and said while arranging his jacket, "Later, we were all educated, and all the posts on the Internet were withdrawn, that's it."

"How are those people in T courtyard?"

"The dean has changed schools, so he should be retiring now. Zhang Wan went to a publishing house, maybe...he is the editor-in-chief now?"

"Where's Zhou Ke?"

When Li Fangqian heard the name, his eyes moved, and he looked at Lu Jing: "I haven't contacted him again, so I don't know. It should be a smooth career."

The eyes were sharper than ever before, Lu Jing couldn't help being startled, she might have touched Ni Lin, so she had to find someone who would never make the teacher angry and asked:

"Lin Quan...is he still with his wife?"

"Well. Treat each other like guests, and have never had children."

"Liu Dong still hasn't come back?"

"Lu Jing..." Li Fangqian paused suddenly, raised his hand to put down his glasses, and said earnestly, "Not all stories can be successful."

Lu Jing nodded, hesitated for a long time, and finally asked the question she wanted to ask the most: "Then...you and Mr. Shen, how are you?"

"Of course." Li Fangqian replied without thinking.

Lu Jing heaved a long sigh of relief, her eyebrows beaming with joy, and she didn't even feel her tone rising: "That's good, thank you teacher."

Seeing her like this, Li Fangqian couldn't help but smile a little more kindly.He glanced at the time and said apologetically, "Sorry, Rent is coming to China for the first time today, and we are going to the Poly Theater."

After that, he raised his hand and pressed his left chest.

The red pattern on the chest, which can be seen more clearly in the sunlight, is a small word "pillow".

Lu Jing hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, thanking her repeatedly.It was sent all the way to the gate of the courtyard building, and it was not until Li Fangqian's car disappeared at the end of the road that he turned back to sort out the recording.

She suddenly wanted to hug this Mr. Shen who had never been blessed by his family in his life.

The thin rustling whispers disappeared following the prompts of the theater.In front of the curtain, it was pitch black, only the scenery on the stage could reveal a little light.

Li Fangqian sat upright, until he heard the familiar melody at the beginning, his back relaxed a little.

Angel still looked enthusiastic in the red dress, kissing Collins on stage.

A group of terminally ill patients who are dying, are still spending a Christmas that cannot pay the rent.They sang deviant words such as respecting freedom, ecstasy, taboo, homosexuality and any sexuality, and they still lived a life that was short-lived and no one cared about it.

At the end of the curtain, the creators thanked Larthon, the author who died young and didn't even make it to the public performance.

There was thunderous applause, and everyone stood up and rushed towards the stage.

Encore tracks are very dry.Li Fangqian is now able to accept any style of music, and he also jumped off his seat to interact with the people on the stage, like a young man, gesticulating with Rock and shouting loudly.

In the crowd of dancing hands and shouting, Li Fangqian said to his side:

"Clumsy, Larthon saw it."

"Does it need to be written in such detail to read Rent in California? This post is almost 3 words now. In the era of fragmented reading, no one would like to read such a big guy!"

In the editorial board group, everyone disagreed on the content and length of the push.

Thousands of people face thousands of faces, Lu Jing even changed her style of writing several times.Finally, after writing till midnight on the fifth day, Lu Jing finished typing the last punctuation and closed the laptop with a snap:

"I won't change it! I won't change it even if I kill you!"

It is said that Flag cannot stand up randomly, and it is perfect for Lu Jing.

After all, it was to be promoted on the official Weibo of the seminar, and it was a new column, so Lu Jing dared not neglect it.Therefore, after everything was typeset the next day, she dared to send the temporary link to Chen Fang with fear.

[Secretary, sorry to disturb you.This is Teacher Li's interview feed, please review it. ]

After listening to the long story and looking back at the secretary, Lu Jing suddenly felt that Chen Fang wasn't that scary anymore.But she was the instructor after all, and she was still trembling waiting for the trial.Just as I was thinking about it, the screen turned on, and two words were written on the pull-down banner:

[Weight change. ]

Lu Jing couldn't help roaring in her heart, if the iPhone X wasn't too expensive when she bought it, she would even want to smash the phone.

Aren't you Li Fangqian's friend?Didn't you help Mr. Shen a lot?Are you still homophobic?My push has been written so implicitly, can't it pass the review?

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, respect the teacher and respect the teacher..." Lu Jing said silently, while calming down, she turned into a polite young man, and quickly pressed the screen:

[Excuse me, teacher, what places do we need to modify? ]

The news came quickly, and the new reminder blocked the face of the little idol on the background of Lu Jing's phone.

[Too short, no details.Divide it into several issues, each with a theme. ]

Like serial novels, it can save the work tasks of Xuanxin, ensure the integrity of the story to the greatest extent, and whet the appetite.

Lu Jing finally believed that Secretary Chen and Chen Fang in the story were the same person, and almost replied, "So you are also a marketing genius."

Of course, Chen Fang's usual majesty is still there.Even if I borrowed her ten guts, she would not dare to speak like this.Lu Jing said "yes" humbly, and added a bunch of thank you honorifics to end the chat.

Suddenly the vibration came again, and it seemed that the idea of ​​unilaterally ending the chat was in vain.

[However, the big theme still needs to be persuasive, and the last paragraph should be more positive.In addition, the school celebration is coming soon, you can see if you can come out in one period and lean on the school motto. ]

It seems that you have even omitted the special column for the school celebration...

Lu Jing sent another series of "received", quickly opened the seminar group, and shared screenshots of the chat.As expected, there was a lot of wailing and complaints.

This series of pushes, which has gone through all kinds of difficulties and dangers, finally released the first article in early February.

Lu Jing and Li Fangqian confirmed it many times, but unexpectedly, the instructor only suggested that Shen Zhuoqing should use a pseudonym for all the parts that appeared, and didn't read anything else.

Lu Jing had no choice but to blur all the names.

Without any suspense, this tweet spread all over Moments at an unprecedented speed.Lu Jing stared at the steadily increasing reading volume in the background, and her heartbeat also accelerated.

The department groups were eagerly discussing where to go to celebrate, and they made an appointment to go to Xinjiekou if they broke 10+ in one day, and to Liu Canteen if they couldn’t break it in three days.Lu Jing felt that the vibrating notifications were a bit noisy, so she simply blocked the chatty group.

When leaving the group setting interface, a message suddenly popped in: "Look at the BBS!"

These days, there are not many university BBS that are still active, but N University has retained this ancient online discussion method.Although the name is always complained about like a dating website, students are still willing to express their opinions on it, "the forum governs the school".

Today's layout is much cleaner than ten years ago, and the management is much stricter. To speak, students need to log in with their real names.

Among the top ten hot topic sections, Lu Jing's main author's push is impressively listed.

"Hurry up, hurry up! Let's go at Xinjiekou! Senior sister treats you!" A member of the club jumped up and down in the group after browsing the Internet.

10+ came very quickly. To be precise, the total reading volume of this series of pushes broke the record of the official Weibo of the School Research Association.

Sun Ganming pointed at the tweet with a look of disgust, and Xingshi asked, "So, in your eyes, I'm a bastard?"

Li Fangqian was recording his grades into the system without raising his head: "It's about the same, what do you think you don't have any points?"

"It's a pity that I worked so hard to rehearse the drama for you!" Sun Qianming angrily picked up the pillow, leaned his chin on the pillowcase, and couldn't help but start to dislike it again, "How long has this pillow been for you? It's smelly, it's time to change it Alright."

"Don't smell it if you don't like it." Li Fangqian snatched the pillow and carefully placed it on his lap.

"However... you are quite a good student. The grand occasion of this tweet almost caught up with my rerun of "Love Letter" back then." Sun Qianming smiled at Li Fangqian as if asking for credit, "At that time, the school newspaper How do you say it? Oh yes, 'hot and pure, born free', tsk tsk tsk, it made me blush."

"What does it have to do with you?" Li Fangqian finally closed the computer and looked at him solemnly, "That's a well-written script."

As he said that, he yelled to the back room: "Zhuoqing, it's time to eat."

Then he made a "please" gesture to Sun Qianming, and apologized with a smile: "I'm sorry, Teacher Sun, today is Valentine's Day, I want to live with Zhuoqing, so I won't let you eat."

Three seconds later, Sun Qianming's national curse resounded throughout the building.

In the building, Li Fangqian put away the bowls and chopsticks, and carefully arranged the dishes.

Shen Zhuo Qingguan was rushing to draft in the house, but he didn't hear the cry, so Li Fangqian ran and pulled him into the kitchen.

Carrots were cut into oval shapes to look like sunflowers; quail eggs were cut twice and pierced with toothpicks to form a bunny; green vegetables floated in the white soup, emerald green against milky white, full of color, fragrance and flavor.

The braised pork was shiny with oil. Li Fangqian carefully separated the fat from the lean meat, rolled the lean meat on the green vegetables a few times, drained the oil, and put it in the bowl next to it.

——Shen Zhuoqing has recently been catching up with DDL day and night, and his stomach is not good, he can't eat too heavy oil, but he is very greedy.Li Fangqian can only do less each time, and use this method to satisfy his cravings.

There was still an extra empty bowl on the table, and it was full of green peppers when the meal was halfway through.

Shen Zhuo cleared a table of dishes, and asked, "What day is it today, so rich?"

There was surprise in that tone, and Li Fangqian couldn't help feeling sweet when he heard it.

Seeing that Shen Zhuoqing was so tired that he had dark circles under his eyes, he didn't mention his thoughts about the festival and Sun Qianming's visit. He just gently pulled the chair away and gestured for a seat:

"It's not a big day. Isn't this a great writer about to hand in his manuscript? I'll reward you."

Shen Zhuo smiled and rolled his eyes, he didn't know which chopsticks to hold first, so he put them in his mouth and bit them.

"How old are you still biting the ends of chopsticks?" Li Fangqian tapped his chopsticks with a warning tone.

"Ah? How old are you?" Shen Zhuoqing teased him, "How old are you? You're still acting like a young man, thinking that I don't read the official account? You don't blush when you praise us. My pseudonym, otherwise our studio will laugh at me for two days and two nights."

"It's not that Chen Fangjin made a mistake, he must ask me to do an interview!" Li Fangqian said with a wry smile, "He also said that he would give this gift to us both in time for the school celebration—he is a child."

Shen Zhuoqing shook his head, and said helplessly, "Secretary Chen really hasn't changed at all."

"It hasn't changed." Li Fangqian said vaguely with his mouth full, "You are still you, I am still me, even if another ten or twenty years pass, what should remain the same is always there. .”